Ahh... Rp... Land?

((TIRED! Night.))

"Does she know about the vampires, werewolves and the other creatures?" Taro asked suddenly. "One of them is going to slip up soon, should she be told before that happens?"

"I don't think she could handle it." Luke admitted, holding his head in his hands now. "Not right now, she's bearly facing reality."

Taro shifted over and leant against Luke's back, wrapping his arms around his shoulders. "And you?"

Luke sighed and lent back against taro, resting his head on the Fools shoulder. "I'm ajusting."

Taro smiled slightly. "At the moment, I suppose that's the most that can be done." He rested his cheek on the top of Luke's head and sighed. "But it's a start."

Luke reached up and took one of taro's hands in his own. He felt comfortable in the fools arms.

Taro squeezed his hand. "You keep suprising me, you know." He said, soft voice bearing a touch of amusement. "You're hard to predict."

"Sometimes its better to be a closed book." Luke muttered, turning his head to bury his face in taro's neck. "More suprises that way."

"I agree with that theory." The blonde said, hesitantly running a hand through Luke's hair. "But then you have these people who try and read every book they hit."

Luke laughed slightly, his breath running over Taro's neck. After a few moments of Silence, Luke asked a question he had wanted to for awhile now. "Are you afraid of freedom, or do you just not want it?"

Taro cracked a smile, looking up at the roof. "Freedom? I guess you could say I'm afraid. Where then would I go?" He shook his head. "I have nowhere to go, no place at all. What can I do exactly? The King offered protection, shelter, food. I took it. The lable I recieved is nothing to the idea of falling back into the hands of slavers again... You can't help but make me talk can you?" He asked Luke, raising an eyebrow.

Luke lent back and crossed his arms, his eyes locked on taro's. "What will you do when I denounce the throne? What would happen?"

"You tell me." Taro responded. "What are you doing, once it's over?"

Luke looked away and lent himself up against the headboard of his bed. "I've already told you."

"Not entirely. You will work on a farm," Taro tapped his lower lip. "I'm not entirely sure what I would be doing when this happens. I could stay with the line, follow Elizabeth, or I could accept freedom, if it were still offered." He smiled. "I'm not sure where that would leave me though."

"Being a farmer?" Luke asked, meeting the fools eyes again. "With me?"

"Are you really offering that? Being stuck with my prescence? How much do you actually know about me?" He inquired, a curious smile lightening his face. "I've never worked a farm, I'll have you know."

Luke smiled almost sadly. "Your right, it was a stupid Idea."

"I love stupid ideas." Taro commented cheerfully. "Assuming we both live, we can go over a few."

Luke looked down. "Yeah, I'd like that." he tried to cover his blushing face.

"Settled. I'm going to go to bed, I'm actually tired." Taro said with a small smile, drawing himself up and stretching, stepping towards the door. "See you in the morning, Luk-" He broke off in a yawn. "Pyon?"

Luke stood slowly, looking to taro. "Yeah, in the morning." He said. The wanna be Farmer placed his hands in his pockets, refraining from Pulling Taro back, from kissing him. From asking him to stay the night and just.. sleep.

Taro nodded but paused, tense with indecision, one hand touching the door. He seemed to shrug and then turned around, blonde hair swishing behind him as he moved back over to Luke. He lay his hands on Luke's shoulders, leaned up and gave him a quick kiss. "Now we're even." He said and, grinning like a mad thing, darted from the room.

Luke laughed softly, rubbing the bridge of his nose. That Fool was always so surprising.