Edward - Kaelin

Strong Bond



He was pretty happy that he was only swinging around a practice weapon. Otherwise… this could have been a lot worse.

With an obvious grimace of pain, Edward reached up to tentatively touch the knot over his left eyebrow. That was most definitely going to hurt.

The mercenary gave the now lifeless chain-weapon lying at his side a most venomous look. He was by no means a very graceful man, but he had a certain elegance when wielding a broadsword that many found envy with. The half-elf, however, had little to no knowledge on kinetic energy. He was lucky that the usual sharp-bladed weights at the ends had been replaced with hard wood. Edward had to admit though, it had been pretty damn fun up until he wacked himself a good one to the face.

Edward muttered, annoyed and mostly embarrassed. He grabbed hold of the practice weapon and stood up, rolling his shoulders and tilting his head one way and the other to make sure he wasn’t going to lose consciousness suddenly. When he realized he probably wasn’t going to, the blond made his way back to his families manor.

Edward wasn’t a very muscular man, but he had a certain build that was more alluring than anything. His pretty face, enticing gray-gold eyes and shock of blond hair that he wore up in a strange manner only contributed to the allure. It all seemed to come together to make something that was rather an eye-catcher. His loudmouth and constant chatter also helped with this. 

Edward tried to ignore his throbbing forehead and gently swung the chain over his back and whistled. He wandered through the brilliantly blooming garden and waved to his little sister, Trinity, who stared idly off in the distance and seemed to not notice him. He shrugged and pushed open the kitchen door where he was greeted by the magnificent smell of baked goods. This only meant one thing.

“Hey, Papa!” Edward greeted, tromping inside and not at all concerned about the remnants of dried mud flaking off his boots. Without needing to looking Kaelin reminded him to remove his shoes and Edward, with a roll of his eyes, complied.

Smiling, Kaelin turned about, “So how was your training today-oh-my-goddesses, Edward! What happened to your face? You’re bleeding!” Kaelin gave his son a dumbfounded look.

Blinking blankly, Edward reached up to touch the spot where the wood had hit him and when he pulled away his fingers, they were sticky with crimson. Edward made a noise of surprise, “Well, it does appear that I am.”

“What did you do? Just… sit down, somewhere, dear.” Kaelin ushered the blond over to one of the kitchen chairs and then bee-lined to a cabinet that was filled with an astounding and admirable amount of medical supplies. With Yami being a former Professor at the Xidan Research Academy of Medicine and Kaelin a doctor himself, they were in no way shape or form unprepared for practically any emergency.

Edward was probably vying for the top position for needing supplies from the cabinet next to his little brother, Vyse. Kaelin wasn’t all together very happy about this, but Edward was Edward. And Edward was always getting hurt.

“What did you do, Ed? Did you hurt yourself practicing?” Kaelin said it sincerely and with the utmost concern, but even so it made Edward flush with embarrassment. The half-elf wanted to conjure up some macho fictional scenario to account for his bleeding face, but decided against it. He nodded slightly, smiling a guiltily as Kaelin sighed at him. “You need to be more careful.”

A little pressure here, and a bandage there stopped the bleeding before it trickled down Edward face, but even so the white bandage was starting to get a hint of red. Edward reached up to pat the dressing meekly.

“Well, that’s cool, I guess. Who would have thought…” Edward stopped, staring up at his Papa who appeared to be fighting tears. Edward suddenly became very alarmed. “What? What’s wrong?”

“Why must you choose such a dangerous profession, Edward?” The monk sighed, resigned and crossed his arms. He turned away and Edward was forced to look at the ridiculously large lavender bow that tied his hair back when he was baking. It was hard to take his Papa serious, but Edward tried very hard.

“Come, on, Papa. If everyone just did what was safe and easy then who would protect those against the jerks who decided to play dirty?” Edward reached out to tug at the end of his Papa’s long golden hair and Kaelin looked over his shoulder at the other. “I do it so I can help people. A little bruise here and there could never deter me away from helping those who need it.” Edward smiled piously, “Or the great mounds of cash too. That always helps.”

Kaelin snorted with laughter, “You’re awful, Edward…” Shaking his head he reached down to hug the other tightly. Edward grinned back and returned the embrace. When Kaelin finally pulled away, Edward couldn’t help but notice the reluctance behind it.

“Regardless of your motives, Edward…” Kaelin let in a deep breath before letting it out sharply, ”please, take better care of yourself. You’re turning my medicine cabinet into a hospital.”

Even though Edward laughed, Kaelin could only pray that it would never have to serve as anything more than that.


[Ramirez]

<sub>A/N:Story bond 33/81 of a project I'm working on.

I do not like this story bond very much at all. It's been sitting there for over a week and I got tired of staring at the little sticky reminding me to finish it so I just sort of threw together an ending to it. Most unfortunate since I really like these two and really need to work on expanding Edward's personality. It may get revised and expanded at a later date.

Edward = Mercenary.
Kaelin = Doctor, Monk

You can see the concern XD</sub>


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