Trouble With Misfits(A Dragon Age 2 Fenris Love Story.)

But...I Hate You...

(Lia's P.O.V)

"Leave." He stared, his head swimming and his voice not hiding the shock he wished to hide.

"What?"

"I said leave!" He practically yelled at me.

"W-what? Why?! I just confessed to you how I felt, again!" I saw his defenses fly up, knowing the next words out of his mouth would hurt me.

"Your feelings mean nothing to me, you are nothing if not like all the others." He hissed.

"Excuse me?! You kissed me! You got jealous of Anders, you freaked out when I mentioned my heart belonging to someone else!" I emphasized each 'you' with a hard poke again and again to his bare chest. His face sunk from it's angered expression, his shoulders slumped.

"I'm sorry, I feel like such a fool.."

"Then why...you know what, perhaps I should go let Anders play with my ears, at least he seems to like me more than you, apparently."

"N-" Fenris breathed, then turned away from me. "Fine. I care not." He did, he was just keeping with his attitude.

"Okay." I said casually, turning from him and walking to out of the open doorway. I stopped and looked over my shoulder, "For what it is worth, Fenris. I did...do, love you. Come find me when you decide to put your stubborn insecurities aside." With that, I tossed my silver hair over my shoulder and walked from the room and out of the mansion.

(Ander's P.O.V)

The last patient of the day left with his family after I had healed the boys' broken leg, leaving me quite exhausted from the effort of setting the bone and healing it. Sitting down on a cot, I let my body fall sideways, suddenly feeling that aching return; I closed my eyes and sighed. The clinic doors were being closed and I heard someone blow out the latern that signaled to patients it was safe to come, Justice began stirring with ill-contentment.

"Anders..." Came a sudden female like purr in my ear, making me open my tired eyes to see a pair of silvery ears poking up just above my eye line on the cot. Reaching out, I rubbed my fingers on the tip of one of the ears, a tail suddenly appearing and beginning to wag to and fro' in a playful manner.

"Lia..." I laughed softly, knowing the silvery ears and tail belonged to her. "Go and feel playful with Fenris, I am in no mood." Turning on the cot so my back was to her, I felt her crawl on behind me, blatantly comfortable as she wrapped one arm around me; her head resting on my shoulder. I could feel the plush of her silver, white tail hit my leg as she slowly wagged it.

"Anders.." She repeated, her tone saddened from the first time, immediately making me turn back and wrap her in an embrace.

"What has that beast done?" I asked softly, my chin resting on the top of the eleven females head. She explained everything to me, what Fenris said made my blood boil, we didn't exactly see eye to eye; but I had found lately...I really cared for Lia..no longer hating her like I used to.

"He does not know what it means to love, only to serve and irritate." I felt her ears droop, one brushing against the stubble on my chin. "I love you, as a friend of course, though justice doesn't approve of how fond I've grown of you. I have kept up my facade of hate, due to the knowledge of our groups history between us." One ear smacked against my chin as it perked up in surprise, or what I assumed was surprise anyway. Pulling back from holding her, Lia's rose red eyes indeed sparkled with surprise.

"Are you trying to play rebound?" She grinned at me, I shook my head.

"Only being a good friend, a better one than Hawke could be at this moment." I laughed softly as she gave a half nod, half shrug of agreement. With a soft smile, I gently let my lips touch her forehead, making her shiver; letting a large smile form when I pulled back.

(Lia's P.O.V)

"Get some sleep, Anders." I cooed softly to him, he only nodded and closed his eyes, almost quickly falling into a relaxed sleep. Frowning, I watched him drift into the fade, this moment may be the first time he's actually slept in a long while; not having to worry about Templars coming after him with me here.

Sighing deeply, I worked my self from his hold and stood up off the cot, outstretching my hand to materialize a large scythe. Grabbing onto it, I began to spar on my own, I felt almost as if I were dancing; my moves both naturally flowing but dangerous with each blades stroke through the air. Anders began to thrash after about ten minutes, letting a bone chilling cry escape his lips, withing seconds I was at his side. "Anders," I coaxed him. "Anders!" Shaking his shoulder only seemed to make matters worse. Calming, I placed my hand on his shoulder and focused the flow of soothing energy from myself, into him, dissolving any nightmares he was having. A minute later, he calmed and I become dizzy, his brows furrowing in his sleep. For me, the floor came fast and the world went black.