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The Crystal Rule	By : QueenDraggyofSwords Category: Final Fantasy Games > Final Fantasy Crystal Chronicles Views: 956 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Chapter Thirty-Three

Layle watched his partner's smiling expression. He was a bit confused. "…A…A pirate captain?"
"Well, I would be one anyway!" Keiss nodded and tilted his head back, "Izmayel's pretty infamous- but it doesn't surprise me you don't know it. I doubt Clavats way out in a place like Denthe would really know much about it." He looked forward again, "But you can ask any Lilty trading ship that's got a captain over fifty, and they'll tell you all about it while swearing away!" He started to laugh. Layle just shrugged; perhaps if he was a Selkie it would entertain him too.
The Selkie held up his right arm and ran his left hand under it. "My old man's got two tattoos of the flag, under his arms. He always told me that was because when he boarded a ship he'd have an arm raised with his sword in hand. And men would see the marks on his arm and know he was the captain."
"But," The Clavat shook his head, "Yours is on your back. No one can see it under your shirt."
Keiss snorted, "I never wore shirts as a kid, or shoes. When I was at home, I was the typical Selkie brat."
"You mean you aren't now?"
"Shut up, Crystal Bearer." Keiss sighed and leaned forward crossing his hands in front of him. "But now, I try not to think about the blasted thing. I try not to think about any of them really."
"…And that's why you're always covered up. Those tattoos are so unique, any Lilty officer that saw them-"
"-Would know my life's story and background in a heartbeat. I'd never get a job. Not like it isn't already hard enough just being a Selkie in a Lilty ruled kingdom."
Layle didn't say anything for a while. He just looked at Keiss; at the markings on his arms, and at the sudden distant look that had set in on his face. "…Keiss…Maybe-maybe you should go back. You seem like you kind of miss it…"
The Selkie shook his head and smiled at his partner, "Nah. Besides, they don't let Crystal Bearers in there. If I went back, I'd have to go without you."
"Hmph, you've been doing that a lot lately anyway."
"What's that supposed to mean?"
"Nothing…" Layle shrugged at him and started to settle back down into the bed. Keiss watched him and shook his head.
"Look, Layle… I only leave you behind because you need rest. You need to get better…But I'd never ditch you. You're my partner. No matter how freaking stubborn or annoying you get, you're my partner. And you and I are in this together." The Clavat didn't say anything. He didn't turn to look at Keiss either, he just continued to stare off the bed and focus on what he was going to do to get his powers back up to par. However, the Selkie would not be ignored. Layle's thoughts were disrupted by Keiss grabbing him by the shoulder and forcing him to roll back over and look at him. "I'm talking to you."
"…I know." He shrugged Keiss' hand off and put his hands behind his head. "I was ignoring you."
"Come on, Layle!" The Selkie protested and put the palm of his hand on his partner's forehead and pushed it back and forth, "Don't tell me, this is how you are going to be form now on! Look, it's not that big of a deal that your control is a bit shaky."
"A bit?"
Keiss lifted his hand and shrugged, "Come on! It only makes you…like…slightly worse than before you started training." Layle rolled his eyes and rolled back over. Keiss rubbed his forehead. "I mean, not that your powers were bad before training, just you know, basic…So now your just basic again, with some trouble."
"If helping is what you were setting out to do, you are failing."
"Well!" He felt a little bit annoyed, "It's better than sulking around! Aren't you always telling me to 'get over it' whenever I'm upset?"
"That's different, Keiss." Layle still didn't turn around but he raised his hand and he spoke, "You get flustered over stupid stuff."
"Stupid!"
"Yes. I'm annoyed about something that's actually important. Like my powers. Something that is me. Something that is important."
"You're powers aren't everything you know," Keiss heard his partner mutter in protest, but he kept talking. "I mean so what if your powers never work again. You're still just as clever, you're still just as good a fighter…" The red head leaned down over his partner to mutter in his ear, "You're still just as cute."
Layle raised his hand to swat him away, and without missing a beat the Selkie caught his wrist and held his hand up in the air. "H-hey!" Layle tried to jerk back and Keiss pulled him over to his side of the bed.
"Do you remember when we met? And you used to get angry I would say that?"
"I still do!" the Crystal Bearer sat up and kept trying to free his hand.
"Even though it's true." Keiss reached up to seize Layle's forearm and pull him down next to him. He wrapped one arm around his shoulder and forced the Clavat to stay down next to him. Layle continued to protest attempting to get up and move away. "And remember when you used to hate being so close?"
"I'm starting to re-hate it right now!" He put his hand on Keiss chest and pushed up and away from him, "Again, you're not helping."
"I'm trying to…You just have to take your mind off of it, Layle." The Selkie kept his grip on his partner's arm and pushed his body upward causing them to roll over. Allowing Keiss to pin Layle down to the bed, and forcing him to look at him. "Tomorrow you're going to the doctor, we'll find out what's wrong, and we'll fix it. I know Bridgetown is full of a lot of eccentric types, but they know about crystals…And they can help you. Help us. You just have to quit freaking out about it." Keiss watched as Layle turned his head to look away, probably thinking about some counter argument to what was being said. "Look, you're worrying me…I don't like you this tense and agitated. You've always been pretty relaxed and calm… This you, isn't you."
Layle sighed. He didn't bother to argue he just turned back to Keiss and nodded slowly, "Fine…tomorrow, the doctor. And so long as it's good news….I guess I can pretend to not me upset…"
The Selkie kept a firm grip on his partner's shoulder and chuckled, "Don't pretend. Actually try." The red head leaned down and kissed his partner on the lips. When he finished he didn't pull his head back, he kept their foreheads pressed together and smiled at him. Layle rolled his eyes as he realized Keiss was not going to roll back over and go sleep.
"This isn't fight you know," he said as he reached up to wrap his arms around his partner's neck.
"Who says we have to fight beforehand?"

Within an hour, Layle was asleep, but now it was Keiss that found himself looking about the room with his thoughts keeping him up. In just a few hours the alarm would go off, and they'd have to get up and go see the doctor. It should be fine, but what if it wasn't? What if they stayed just like this? Their partnership had been growing, Keiss thought. Things had been getting better. He had been trying to help take care of Layle, and now he was told to stop. That doing so was problematic.
Clockwork had questioned him on their relationship. On how much they trusted one another, and he laughed it off. He never thought the fact that Layle's powers were faltering would really take everything they had and bring it into question.
"But then again…What do we have?"
The Selkie idly ran his fingers through the Clavat's short blond hair. Layle had fallen asleep with his face pressed against Keiss' shoulder, and the Selkie had his arm wrapped around the Clavat's shoulders.
"Now you've got me talking out loud…" It crossed his mind that this was the first time they slept like this. Not that they hadn't been sleeping together for a while. When they were home in Alfitaria, usually one of them would eventually get up and go back to his own bed. Or on missions Keiss usually just booked a place with one bed to save gil; Layle always mocked him about expenses afterward. But they still usually slept on their own sides of the bed.
"…This is kind of nice…" He muttered as he stroked the side of his face. "…It's kind of warm…and strange. But nice just the same."
Keiss looked form the top of Layle's head to the ceiling. Certainly, even if Layle can't be helped here in Bridgetown, Keiss would find a way to help him. As far as he was concerned, being worried over Layle was something important.
"…I don't care if you don't trust me when I saw I'm worried for you…I will make you trust me, Layle. I will make you."
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