AN: Ok, how do you block people on this site? This guy, The Fox Familiar? Total dick. Like, he comments on my stuff with nothing but, "oh they're fags. This is stupid and unrealistic because they're fags. Malik and Altair aren't fags. You're a sick fuck because you write about fags." Every. Fucking. Time. Uhg, he's not even intelligent enough to hold a legitimate debate or offer constructive criticism. I'll be honest guys, I haven't updated much on anything because of him. I'm terrified that every time the there's a new comment on something, it'll be him bitching about my gays. Uhg. Another short chapter too. My computer is dead forever so I'm having to use friends' until I get a new one. Sorry guys. V.V

"Malik," Altair stammered out just before the servant made to go around him. "Malik, would you listen to me?"

"Can't. Too much work to do."

"As your prince I order you to listen to me."

Malik paused and shot a freezing glare over his shoulder. Altair never ordered him. To do anything. It was a severe betrayal to Malik, as ridiculous as that might sound. Perhaps he had merely become spoiled. Accustomed to Altair's special treatment. It still hurt, though. He continued walking and muttered, "Fine. I'm listening."

Altair, though in just a bit of shock from Malik's reaction, began walking alongside his friend, "I wanted to apologize."

"Oh, did you now?"

"Yes. I did. I shouldn't have acted the way I did. You are…that is…you mean…" Altair was beginning to stumble over his words. It caught Malik's attention but he didn't stop.

While Altair continued to fumble with the right words to say, they exited the castle and walked down the momentarily deserted path to the servants' apartments. "You are…important to me. I don't want…you to be unhappy. I'm taking full responsibility. Don't I get some credit here?"

"Altair…" Malik said with a sigh, "It's not…Just promise me. Don't you ever do anything like that again. Swear it."

Altair was quiet for a moment, "I give my word as a prince and future king. I will never touch you again, without permission."

They locked eyes for just a moment. Then Malik glanced around before planting a sweet, chaste kiss on Altair's lips. There was a teasing promise of more that Altair wanted so badly to accept. But Malik pulled away and slipped inside his door, "I forgive you." Was all he said before shutting the door and leaving Altair standing outside with the most amusingly dazed look on his face.

AN Continued: It is physically impossible for me to just be done with this story. Uhg! Soon, though. Soon. Until next time my dears. Muah!