"Hey Merlin!" Gwaine called out. The warlock moved faster, dragging a young man a little older than himself behind him. The knight didn't want to know why he had been missing for a few hours, right? "Merlin!"

Shouldn't we stop…?

Merlin shook his head. Gwaine'll ask too many questions.

Too late for that, young warlock.

"Merlin!" said the knight, grabbing his shoulder. "Thought you get away from me, huh?"

"Hey Gwaine," said Merlin, nervous smile across his face. He tried to keep walking, but Camelot's least sober stopped him.

"In a rush today?" He then noticed the other person. "Who's your friend?"

What should I tell him?!

I don't know!

And you're supposed to be wise…..

I'm not even going to respond to that.

"Ummm. He's….my older brother?"

Gwaine nodded and narrowed his eyes. "I can see it. What about a name?"

"Umm….Kilgharrah."

You just told him my real name!?

Calm down, no one knows you're the dragon.

"Well, we have to….go," Merlin concluded and dragged his "older brother" away.

"Where are we going?"

The dragon's question was soon answered when they barged in the empty physician's chambers.

"So," said Merlin casually, looking the dragon up and down. "Any idea how this happened?"

Kilgharrah snorted. "Yes, yes of course I know how this happened."

"You were never this sarcastic as a dragon."

"I was changed into a human." He shuddered as if it was the worst thing in the world. "Humans are sarcastic, are they not?"

"Your voice sounds weird too."

Kilgharrah suddenly noticed this too. "Oh my…I sound like you!"

"You look like me too….."

"What?!" The dragon seemed to be going into a panic attack. Merlin held up a mirror for him to see. Kilgharrah paled.

His face was formed much like Merlin's, except with very minor differences. His eyes were the very same royal blue and his hair was black and scruffy. He could easily pass as the warlock's older brother.

He stumbled to the ground and Merlin tried to help him up. "This is…."

"Fuc-" Merlin started, but with the dragon's glare he switched his wording. "Screwed up?"

"Very screwed up," confirmed Kilgharrah. "What shall we do?" He looked so lost.

Merlin thought for a moment. "I guess you'll have to stay here."

Kilgharrah just nodded. There was a pregnant silence that surrounded them for several minutes. They simply just stared and blinked at each other.

"Gauis will be gone for a few weeks," said Merlin, feeling awkward for breaking the quiet. "We'll be alone in this."

Kilgharrah shrugged. "Whatever." He then covered his month as if he just spilt one of his deepest secrets. "I'm even talking like you now!"

"I bet this has some ironic humor in it somewhere."

"Glad you find this amusing."

"Just trying to break the tension!"

Kilgharrah glared at his dragonlord. Even as a human, he was a little intimidating. "Young warlock-"

Merlin interrupted. "It's Merlin. Okay, I'm sorry, but hearing you say that while you look like this – " he indicated all of the dragon " – just sounds wrong."

Kilgharrah had a "not amused" face. "Humans are so annoying."

"You're one of us now."

"Don't remind me."

Before Merlin could respond, the door swung open and Arthur Pendragon strutted in. "Merlin, where have you been?"

This is the young Pendragon, correct?

Yeah, that's Arthur.

"Well," he started. "Ummmm, this is Kilgharrah."

Yes, that explained everything.

Shut it Mr. Scaly-Sarcasm.

"I'm his older brother," the dragon said, extending his hand which Arthur shook. "Kilgharrah."

The prince (and regent-king) looked him up and down. "Merlin never told me he had a brother."

"Never crossed my mind," Merlin muttered.

"Well, you don't think very often, that's why," Arthur said in their usual bantering way.

Does he usually talk to you like this? The dragon's mind-voice sound surprisingly shocked.

Eh, he's a prat. Merlin turned to Arthur. "At least I'm not a dollop-head."

"Idiot."

"Prat!"

"Clotpole."

"My word! And don't you dare say it suits me perfectly!"

Arthur rolled his eyes. "Are you done, Merlin? I need to train the knights."

Merlin nodded, resigned. "I presume you need me to do something like hold up a shield as you hack at me with a sword?"

"You guessed it." Arthur smirked as he strode out.

Kilgharrah turned to Merlin, eyes wide. "Is that a usual occurrence?"

Merlin shrugged. "Just a typical conversation."

The dragon's shocked expression did not change. "And you two are supposed to be two sides of the same coin. You hate each other!"

The warlock rolled his eyes. "We don't hate each other. We just like each other to a limit."

Kilgharrah was not deterred from his opinion. "But you said he 'hacks' at you with a sword!"

Merlin sighed. "It's fine. Now I have to go. Can I leave you here alone?"

Kilgharrah looked offended. "I'm thousands of years old! I think I can take care of myself."

The warlock rolled his eyes. "Whatever." He walked out.

Kilgharrah had never even seen the inside of the castle. He wasn't used to all the noises, or how he couldn't breathe fire now. Humans also seemed to be more of a threat as they were at his eye level. Noticing his lack of protection and knowledge, he did what anyone would do if they were stuck in a strange place and they heard a spooky noise.

"Merlin! Wait for me!"

The warlock turned, an unsurprised look on his face. "Castle a little different from what you're used to?"

The dragon nodded and tried not to jump as a door banged open somewhere. Merlin sighed and put an arm around his shoulder, leading him out.

"What are you doing?" Kilgharrah was ogling at the warlock's limb around him. "Is this a human way of showing an emotion?"

"Oh, um, yeah. You do it to a friend I guess."

The dragon tried not to let that comment get to him. Did the warlock really consider him a friend? He was saved from having to reply when the knight from before – Dwaine? – rushed over to them when they reached what the dragon assumed was the training field. (He remembered setting it afire a couple years ago, when he'd been freed, but all he'd gotten was an aerial view.)

"Merlin, you'd better hurry up. Princess is getting testy," he warned. Merlin ran off, abandoning the dragon.

"You're name's Kilgha – no, Kilhara, right?"

"Kilgharrah," he said simply. "You're a knight here?"

Dwaine – or was it Wayne – smiled. "Oh, you bet."

They chatted amiably enough, but the dragon was cut off when he heard a crash of metal and a grunt. Looking around, he saw Merlin flat on his back, shield rolling away. The Prince was standing over him with his sword, as if to strike. Kilgharrah was about to do something, when Arthur stuck out his hand and help the servant up. They shared a laugh briefly and then went back to training.

Well, Kilgharrah thought. Maybe they don't hate each other.

Gwaine was suddenly called back to training, leaving Kilgharrah alone. He shuffled awkwardly to a wall and stood there like a wallflower until the practice was over. Merlin came straight over to him, with a big grin on his face.

"You look like you're feeling awkward," the warlock said with raised eyebrows.

"That was probably a wild guess, but yes," Kilgharrah said, the frowned at how foreign his voice sounded.

"C'mon, let's…..I don't really know. You could stay in Gauis' chambers."

The dragon thought about it. "What if someone walks in, expecting the physician?"

"Everyone knows he's gone."

"Ummm, alright."

They headed back to the physician's chambers, Kilgharrah indignantly saying he would stay there this time. Merlin just rolled his eyes. Leaving the dragon there and walking down the hall, the warlock stopped.

Three, two, one.

"Merlin! Wait, I think I should go with you!"

The next few days were fairly strange, with Kilgharrah adjusting to this new human body and Merlin having to explain human things to him. Strange, but amusing. Like teaching the dragon how to read.

"C'mon, its basic spelling," Merlin patronized.

"Young warlock – Merlin – I have mastered thousands of languages in my lifetime," the dragon said through gritted teeth. "But none were as confusing as this 'English.'"

Merlin sucked in a deep breath. "Let's start over then. This is an 'A' – "

"I know that," groaned Kilgharrah. "It's just how this written language is supposed to spoken is what confuses me."

Merlin had to roll his eyes. "How 'bout we end this lesson for today?"

The dragon shut the book enthusiastically. "Thought you'd never ask!"

There was another comment and soon, both were howling with laughter. Laughter that could be heard from all the way in the corridor.

"Do you think – ?" Elyan started, but Gwaine shushed him.

"I don't think he's willing to come tonight," Gwaine half-snarled. Ever since Merlin's "brother" (as far as they knew, he was) showed up, the servant had spent less time with the knights. He even missed their monthly drinking contest! No one noticed it at first, but soon they all realized what a vital part Merlin played in their group.

Gwaine was the crazy and wild one that made everything sound dirty. Percival was the silent and tough looking one, who turned out to be a bit of a softie. Elyan was the one who gave great relationship advice but was still single. Leon was the level-headed one, the one who took responsibility for everyone. Arthur was that one friend that shifted in and out of their group, and was the one they like to rant in displeasure about the most. But Merlin, no one could replace him. He was the fun, yet smart one of the group, the one who could be trusted with secrets and could make fun of his friends. The one who made everyone smile and who actually listened. Most of all, he was the one who kept the group together, seeing as most of them met because of him.

So, in short, they were missing their servant buddy. And they resented Kilgharrah for it.

"Let's just go," mumbled Gwaine, probably the most hurt out of the group. Merlin was the first friend he'd ever had. "He's probably forgotten about us."

A/N: Hello all! Sorry, this idea popped in my head...and you can see where that led. I know not much happened here, but in the next few chapters (if I write them) there will jumping off of buildings, mentions of Freya, angsty and jealous knights, a very jealous Arthur, some light humor, and probably (I'm not sure) some Dragon Lord/ Dragon fluff (in the non-slash way, unfortunately.) And sorry for Kilgharrah's OCCness but he's in a young adult human body, what am I supposed to do?

Reviews are loved. ;)