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Love and Daggers,

Rain and Sunshine

"Get off me you wimp!" Wolfram shouts out as he struggles to escape the blond girl's embrace. Amy, listening to his voice but not actually hearing what he is saying, continues to huggle (screw it) him, relishing his warmth.

"Oh, it's so good to finally meet you in person, Wolfram! The show did not do you justice whatsoever. Ah, now my life is complete," Amy sighs contentedly.

Wolfram gives her a weird look. "Hey, how do you know my name? Wait, that's a stupid question," Wolfram pulls himself away from her and flips his hair back in a cocky manner. (Breathe, Amy, breathe) "I mean, who hasn't heard of me? Anyways, what show…Hey, where are you going?" He exclaims as Amy starts to run off.

Vlad, who now has a vivid red mark on her forehead from smacking it repeatedly, chases after her friend, uncomfortably aware that she was in a nest of unfriendly glares. "Amy! Get back over here now! I know that you're excited to see-Oof!" Vlad falls back as her friend tackles her to the ground.

"Oh, my, gosh, Vlad, HE'S HOTT!" Amy begins excitedly, "He's real! He's here! I can understand- holy cow, I could understand what he was saying!" Amy looks up into Vlad's face in wonder. (Insert angels singing Alleluia) "Isn't that cool?"

Vlad stares at her friend uncomprehendingly and cocks her head to the side. "Huh? What are you saying?"

Amy smacks her forehead. Although her friend is quick to react in dire situations, she is kind of slow on the uptake of things. (Thank God we aren't in Algebra; Amy says a quick prayer of thanks) "I can understand him now. Oh, my gosh, Vlad. I'M SPEAKING THE LANGUAGE OF WOLFRAM!" Amy jumps up and down, clapping her hands excitedly.

Vlad continues to give Amy a perplexed look and says slowly, "I see your mouth moving, but all I hear is blah, blah, blah."

Amy, once again, smacks her forehead in frustration. "Dude, how can I break this down for you? I," She points at herself, "can speak," she makes movements with her hand to indicate talking, "Wolfram's language," she points behind herself. "Get it?"

Vlad crosses her arms and states bluntly, "I know you want to talk to him, but can you at least tell me where you're going next time you tackle half a dozen guys with swords."

It was Amy's turn to cock her head to the side and go, "Huh?"

Vlad grabs her friend by the shoulders and shows her the groaning mass of soldiers. Wolfram emerges from the whimpering men, and starts yelling, "You are all a bunch of wimps! Get up! You let a simple girl take you down. You are all pathetic! She didn't even have a weapon!"

Amy giggles maniacally. "I was captain of the wrestling team back at home. GO DOGS!"

Wolfram marches up to the girls and yells at Amy, his face turning red from chewing out so many people, "And you! Who the hell do you think you are, taking me down like that? It's dishonorable to surprise someone of such high rank as myself like that! And who are you?" He demands of Vlad.

"Why are you yelling at me? Go chew her out; she seems to like it," Vlad points at Amy, who was hyperventilating as soon as Wolfram started his speech.

Wolfram stares at Vlad and then turns to Amy and says peeved, "What in the hell is she saying?"

Amy, who almost fainted when Wolfram turned his fiery green eyes on her, frowns slightly and says disturbed, "She asked why you were yelling at her for. She doesn't seem to understand what we are sayin…OH!" Amy exclaims and snaps her fingers. "You don't know the language!" She turns to Wolfram, "One of the soldiers grabbed a hold of me and did this really weird thing to my head, which hurt a lot, and then I could understand the language. Vlad, that's her name, thought that the guy was attacking me and slapped him around a bit. Sorry."

"There is nothing to apologize for, Miss," a warm velvety voice says behind Vlad. Amy looks at her friend and she could see that even though she couldn't understand what he said, she recognized his voice immediately.

Vlad's limbs felt like lead, not out of dread but out of shock, and she could feel her face turn red. Shoot, I knew I had a crush on him, but dang, this is not normal, she thinks as she turns and sees Conrad Weller walk towards Amy. Vlad wanted to cry; why he couldn't walk towards me, Vlad internally moans.

Wolfram turns his nose up to Conrad and greets him curtly. "Lord Weller. I can handle this. I got here first, so go away."

Conrad turns his warm brown eyes on to Wolfram and waves his hand toward the stirring soldiers that were still on the ground. "I had a feeling you may need assistance. Anyways, the Great Sage said that I may want to be out here, and that he wanted me to assure you that the girls mean no harm," he glances at Vlad, who is still holding a sword. "And he said that he may want us to do the same to them." He finishes with a sweet smile directed towards Vlad and Amy.

Vlad, who was focusing on his voice, started examining his features. (Yeah, you know what I mean) His brown hair fell over his forehead gently His eyes were crinkled slightly because of his smile were warm like those of a teddy bear, and on his right eyebrow was a small scar. His brown uniform was stretched over his broad shoulders (I will not dry hump Conrad, I will not dry hump Conrad, Vlad began chanting inside of head) and hugged his shape, defining his muscularity to the point where it makes Vlad wonder if he knew what he was doing when he gets dressed every morning. (I will not rape Conrad. I will not rape Conrad.)

Wolfram crosses his arms and scoffs, "Whatever. The blond understands our language, but the other one doesn't seem to. Do you want to do it or would you prefer me to?"

"Hey! We have names ya know!" Amy cuts in, putting her hands on her hips. "I'm Amy Reeves and this is Vlad Garcia. Can we go see Yuri now?"

Conrad turns his gaze on Amy (No! Look at me, Vlad almost begged) and gives her another one of his charming smiles (Vlad starts crying in a corner). "Of course. Please forgive my brother, Miss Reeves."

Vlad, who was strangely perturbed, loudly mutters, "Yes, let's not ignore the girl in the corner shall we? Dude I've been waiting to see you ever since the Bonies picked us up. The least you can do is look at me."

Amy gives a small laugh and Wolfram and Conrad both look at Vlad, puzzled. "What did she say?" Conrad inquires Amy.

"She said that it would be nice if she could take part of the conversation too, and that it is nice to finally meet you, Conrad."

Conrad's forehead creases in confusion. "How do you already know me?" He directs at Vlad (YES! He's looking at me!)

"I'll tell you how!" Wolfram huffs behind his brother, "They're a human spy, that's what they are! They were probably sent here by Big Shimaron. That wimp Sara-luegi probably sent them over here to spy on Yuri."

Amy makes a disgusted look. How dare he accuse them, especially her, of working for that bitch? "Whoa, hold on there, Wolfram! You don't know who we are. I absolutely HATE that cross dresser, and Vlad here wouldn't be able to stay in the room with him for more than five minutes without laughing her head off. (Seriously people, have you seen him?) Also, we are so not spies! If we were, we wouldn't be caught like we are now, would we?"

"You could be bad spies for all I know."

"You know I adore you, but geez you don't have to be a total PMSing girl about it."

"EXCUSE ME?"

"I'M STILL HERE YOU KNOW!" Vlad shouts out, frustrated of watching the entire conversation take interesting twists and turns and not taking part in any of it.

Conrad steps over to Vlad and places his hands over her ears gently. Vlad looks up into his eyes and he stares into hers, and then she feels the gong ring out through her head, but she didn't feel the extremity of the pain Amy showed. She closes her eyes, because 1) she's prideful and doesn't want him to see her pain, 2) she believes that eyes may go cross-eyed and that may freak everyone out, and 3) Conrad frickin Weller was holding her face. She wanted to savor that moment and preserve it in her mind.

While that was going on, Amy and Wolfram really starts getting into the debate about either they were spies or not. "If we were spies, my hair would be red and my clothes would be like Shana's from Shana No Shana!"

"That would be impossible for you to do because Big Simeron is in a huge debt right now and wouldn't be able to afford to buy dye for such trivial things like that!"

"Really? I did not know that. Ha, see? You are only strengthening my argument. We are so not from Big Simeron."

Wolfram splutters, yes people, Wolfram Von Beilfield (Sp?) just spluttered, "I-you-That didn't make any sense whatsoever! You're grasping for facts!"

Amy throws back her head and laughs. He is so kawaii when he stutters. I need to do this more often, Amy muses affectionately as she answers, "Dude, I was not only captain of the wrestling team, but also the debate. You're not going to win this argument."

"Wimp!"

"Wimp yourself. Wait a sec… VLA D HE CALLED ME WIMP!" Amy turns towards Vlad, hearts in her eyes, "Isn't that cool- Whoa! Didn't mean to ruin a moment."

Conrad still had Vlad by the head, but it seemed much more intimate than it had before. He was staring into her eyes, like this was the first time he had ever seen her and yet everything was so familiar. In a choked voice, he whispers, "I know you. I've seen you before. And, you know me. How is this possible?"

Vlad, who was struggling to not have a heart attack right then and there, was on cloud nine. Oh my gosh, I somehow managed to get a reaction out of him. Only Yuri related things could do that. His eyes are beautiful. Oh, please kiss me…Hang on there, what did he say?

Vlad's face turns pink and she mutters, "I know how I know you, but there is no way in heck that you should know me, Conrad."

Conrad frowns at her and takes a step back. (Vlad then starts planning on buying a book about self mutilation.) "Are you a spy, Vlad? You don't look like one."

"And we certainly don't act like spies," Vlad adds as Amy and Wolfram reignites the brawl. She tilts her head to the side. How does he know me? "What do you mean you know me? You haven't seen me before in your life. For all I know, Reeves and I don't exist here."

"She is definitely a spy, Conrad!"

"No she's not! And how did it change from them to her?"

"'Cause you're too dumb to be a spy."

"Oh really?"

Vlad and Conrad watch this in entire exasperation. "Does she always act like this?" Conrad asks, not answering her question.

"Yeppers, and she isn't even fired up yet. Whatever you do with us, don't mention politics, or else you'll have your butt handed to you." Vlad wasn't going to let the topic go as quickly as he obviously wants too, but there were other pressing matters to attend to, for instance like the battle between her virtues and her raging hormones that were screaming to have a little bondage time with a certain lord.

"I see," Conrad says and turns to look at Vlad. "I do not believe that you and your friend are spies. Your clothes and behavior suggest otherwise. I would love to hear your story, but I think that it would be best if we waited until the King and a couple of others join us in the castle so that you two won't have to repeat it over and over. Is that alright?"

Vlad nods and smiles at him. I just had a thirty second uninterrupted monologue with Conrad, Vlad internally sighs blissfully. "Works for me."

From behind Conrad, a rough man's voice calls out desperately, "Don't get too close to her, Lord Weller! She's dangerous!"

Conrad turns to see a soldier run to him, clutching his hand to his chest. "She is a fighter, my lord. She tore up my hand!" He shows him his bloodied hand.

Vlad looks at his hand apologetically, and says contritely, "Sorry, sir. I thought you were attacking my friend. I had no idea that you were putting the language into her brain." Vlad looks up at the man and adds, "I think your hand will be fine. It's just a cut and it's not too deep, so it will heal just fine."

The fighter shakes his head, waving off the apology. (Well, fine then. That will be the last time I will apologize for whipping your ass, Vlad cogitates darkly.) "May I ask what your friend was saying when we first reached you?"

Vlad shakes her head and raises her eyes to the sky, "I honestly have no idea what she says sometimes. I just go with it."

Conrad chuckles at that and looks at the man, "Soldier, why don't you lead the troops back to the barracks and treat that hand of yours. It would be bad if it were to be infected."

"Hey! He is in MY part of the militia," Wolfram yells at Conrad. Vlad bits the inside of her cheek from chewing out Little Lord Bratticus. Why does he have to be so mean to Conrad…Oh wait, it has something to do with Conrad being mean to him when he was little…Bleh, Amy's better at remember the plots better than I can. "I'm the only one who can order him around, Lord Weller; Not you!"

Conrad gives Wolfram his sweet smile, all of his emotions disappearing behind it. "Of course, Wolfram. My mistake."

Wolfram grumbles and glares at the soldier, who shrinks away from his commanding officer. "Avron, go back to the barracks and treat your hand. Take the other wimps with you."

"Yes, Kaka. Right away!" The soldier, Avron, scampers off, collecting the other's with him.

Vlad, who was watching the exchange with a solemn face, looks at Wolfram and asks, "Kaka?" Wolfram puffs out his chest in pride. Vlad couldn't take it; she bursts out laughing.

Amy, who hated Wolfram walking away from her, but was enjoying watching him leave, was mortified at her friend. She knows what it means to him! Why in the hell is she laughing so hard?

She runs over to Vlad and slaps her hand over her mouth to stop her laughter. "Shh, Vlad! He doesn't know the true meaning of "Kaka". Stop it!"

Vlad stops laughing after a minute and looks up at Wolfram seriously. "I'm sorry, Lord Kaka." Then she's back at it, rolling around on the ground with tears in her eyes.

Amy sighs and shakes her head at her friend. She peeks to see Wolfram's reaction and sees that he is torn between confusion and anger. "I appreciate you, Kaka."

Vlad let loose another howl of mirth, and Amy mentally kicks herself; I'm only making it worse. Wolfram twitched his eye in annoyance at the two girls, irritated by their behavior. It just made no sense to him!

"Uh, is Miss Vlad alright?" Conrad asks of Amy as Vlad starts to choke on herself.

Amy shrugs and crosses her arms. "I ask myself that question every day of my life. It'll be over soon enough. Anywho, can we go see Yuri now, and can we bring Kaka with us?"

Wolfram grumbles and mutters, "Why do I have the feeling that the title means something lower than dirt in your mind?"

Amy snickers. Conrad pointedly ignores that and answers Amy instead. "Of course. Forgive me; I seem to be getting off track lately. Wolfram, would you please escort Amy and Vlad to the castle?"

Wolfram glowers at his brother and gripes, "Why do I have to take them? Why can't you, huh? Why is it always me doing all the dirty work?"

"Conrad said 'please' you know," Vlad shoots at Wolfram. Man, what does Amy see in this guy? Seriously, he acts like he has something up his butt or something, Vlad shakes her head. Heck, I'm one to talk. I'm the girl who has a crush on the man who smiled when he had his arm chopped off. We all have strange tastes I guess.

Wolfram shoots Vlad a dirty look. "You, how dare you lecture me on MY manners? I have every right to put Lord Weller-"

"Conrad," Vlad cuts in. "His name is Conrad. How would you like it if someone called you 'Lord Von Bielefeld all day long? Oh wait my bad. It seems you like it when soldiers call you Kaka."

Amy steps in between the pair, fearing for Vlad's safety. It wouldn't be a happy thing (Well, Wolfram would get a kick out of it) if she was cremated before she even got a date with Jared Leto. (Vlad's ambition in life) "Can we just go? Vlad's bleeding, I'm hungry, you two are curious about our story, and I have a wish to check off my wish list before the day ends, so let's go already!"

Wolfram crosses his arms and directs his glare onto Amy. "Whatever, wimp. Just get your friend on a chain."

"Wolfram, that was uncalled for," Conrad frowns at Wolfram. "You should be polite to our guests. I don't believe that Yuri would appreciate you being rude to the young ladies."

Wolfram mutters something unintelligible and walks over to his horse. "Hurry up and get up here wimps, or else I'll leave here without you."

"No need to tell me twice," Amy sweetly says as she wraps her arms around Wolfram's waist.

Wolfram jumps up in surprise and twists his head around to look at the girl. "How in the hell did you get up here so quickly?"

"It's her life ambition to become a samurai, ninja, whatever. Do yourself a favor and lock your door at night, unless you want to find a certain someone in your bed with you," Vlad says as she starts walking off towards the castle entrance. "Anywho, why are you two using the horse? The door is right there."

"I have to put my horse up in the stables, idiot. If you're so excited, why don't you go along with Conrad and we'll meet you there."

Vlad shrugs, and nonchalantly says, "First great idea you had all day, kiddo. Let's go Conrad; I have a bone to pick with Murata."

Amy was way past cloud nine; She was going to be alone with Wolfram for the first time! Oh shite! Stay cool, Amy, stay cool. Wolfram, muttering something about always being stuck with the loony ones, rides off with Amy towards the stables. Once they get there, Wolfram jumps down and barks at Amy, "Get the hell down from there, wimp, and hurry up! I got places to be, things to do, and people to-!"

"Burn?" A high pitched male voice came from behind Wolfram and an arm wraps around his waist. Amy nearly gags herself as she tries to keep back her laughter when she sees the who it is.

Wolfram, unlike Amy, totally (What is a good word for it? Ah yes) flips out and starts shooting fireballs everywhere. "Help me, you wimp! I'm being groped by a fan girl!"

Amy rolls her eyes. "Trust me, Wolfram, with me around, you would know if you were being groped. He isn't even doing it right."

The red haired man snorts and says with a touch of disgust, his voice going back to normal, "You're girlfriend's right. Besides, you're not my type, Wolfram. I go for the big, beefy guys."

Wolfram makes a face that Severus Snape from Harry Potter would be proud of. He turns and pushes Yozak away from him and spat, "I knew it! You and Conrad have something going on don't you?"

Yozak grimaces, puts his hands in front of him and says, "Whoa, hang on there, Lord Brat. I'd have to be bending that way first. And your one to talk. You just called your own brother big and beefy. And you people say that I have issues."

Amy, slightly bored with the conversation, walks to the entrance of the barn and stares at the castle that she only saw in the show and in her vivid daydreams starring Wolfram, herself, chains, and a wip. (It's always the innocent ones that do the dirty thinking) Perhaps, she allows herself to think, perhaps this will be our new home, unless Shunou decides to toss another comet at us. Amy breathes in a sigh and looks up towards the roof of the castle. Maybe I have some special super powers hidden and then I could throw a firkin comet at him… what the hell?

Amy's vision zooms in on the top most window of the castle and sees a guy around her age with black hair banging against the window with a desperate expression on his face. Amy squints her eyes up at him and calls behind her, "Uh, Wolfram?"

"You can hang on a second, wimp! I'm finishing business up here. Anyways, how in the hell does that make me gay? I love Yuri, not men. There is a difference."

"Wolfram, you are sooo gay. There is no getting around it man."

Amy shakes her head and looks up towards the window again to see that Yuri's pounding intensified tenfold as a tall shadow looms over him, a shadow with silvery hair.

"Wolfram," Amy starts shaking her love's jacket, "Wolfram, Yuri-"

"For the love a Shunou, WHAT!" Wolfram bellows at Amy, who smiles as sweetly as she can at the prince.

"Yuri is going to get raped in, I don't know, five minutes. Gunter looked pretty excited. Ah, and I'd say that he is definitely more gay than you are, sweetie."

Wolfram's face turns pale and he runs off towards the castle screaming, "NOT AGAIN!"

Amy giggles and starts skipping off towards the entrance, thinking, tonight, it's your turn Wolfy.

Yo Yo! This is Amy yall! I'm gonna beat on Wolfy until there is nothing left. =3 Anyways, thanks for reading and please review! It does R&S's self esteem wonders.