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FILL: 5/?, Nyx/Noctis - AU, caught screwing the boss's son

[(Anonymous)]

Nyx is late, and Libertus does heat up his packed lunch for him. They power walk all the way to the designated meeting room in silence, devouring their food as fast as possible. Crowe meets them at the door.

“Cutting it close, aren’t you?” she says, looking at her watch. Nyx blinks.

“What are you doing here?” Libertus voices what they’re both thinking, his accent coming in thicker with surprise.

“Crownsguard is here too.” Crowe shrugs, unconcerned. “Guess the boss wants us all in the loop for this one.”

“Do you know what ‘this one’ is about?” Nyx steps into the conference room. It looks like it was maybe supposed to be a reception hall -- high ceilings to match the lobby, and black-marbled walls shot through with a fainter, pink stone to make it look more welcome. Lights shine warmly from their mounted scones. Any previous furniture has been removed, and now there are around fifty chairs clustered in the front room. About three-fourths of them are filled with uniformed bodies.

“Nope.” Crowe gestures for them to follow. “Figure it’s something to do with Izunia, though. He hates the Caelums.”

“Would he really do anything?” Nyx says doubtfully. “The IPF already know he’s alive and around.” Surely he can’t be so stupid.

“Don’t underestimate Izunia,” Crowe warns. “He used to be a big shot in the community. Everybody liked him until near the end, when they figured out he was the one breaking all the rules. A lot of people probably still owe him favors now that he’s alive to collect.”

They take their seats. Nyx is about to ask what exactly Crowe meant by ‘big shot in the community,’ but right when he opens his mouth the door beeps, locking itself, and the lights dim. Everyone quiets down.

There’s a low whir. The SOI report of Ardyn Izunia projects itself onto the wall in front of them, marble veins showing through to give the whole image an almost diseased look.

“As you all should have seen earlier today, Ardyn Izunia has been spotted within Insomnia.” Clarus Amicitia doesn’t bother with niceties like introducing himself. The reflected light makes harsh crags of his face and his shaved head gleam; he looks like a golem, carved from rock. “We have reason to believe he is acting against Caelum Corp and the Caelum family. Therefore we will be raising personal security around Mr. Caelum and his son, pulling about half of Kingsglaive into Crownsguard for the duration. All other members of Kingsglaive will be temporarily reassigned to other units.”

“Izunia is a credible threat.” Clarus stares out at them. “For those of you who were with me in ‘54, you know what those months were like. If you weren’t, prepare yourselves. Kingsglaive will come to me after the briefing for their assignments.”

Nyx sits through the rest of the presentation with half his attention focused on Amicitia. He memorizes names, security details, and faces; all the while he’s still ticking over what Crowe said before the meeting started. In 754, nothing was going on in the public eye except for a larger than usual crime wave, he remembers. But the IPF knew better. There was a civil war going on within the Yakuza prefectural leadership, and it began spilling out into the city streets. Murders and suicides were at an all time high that summer.

Was Izunia the one who lost? Or merely the one who got caught? Business is as usual now, once again slidingly neatly below the radar, and their relationship with law enforcement is as friendly as it ever gets.

“Dismissed,” Clarus Amicitia says. The lights turn on again. “Kingsglaive, to me.”

Nyx rises and steps into line ahead of Libertus. When he gets close to the head he can hear every Kingsglaive member giving their call-code, and see them receive a folder. When it’s his turn he tells Amicitia, “Kingsglaive One-Six,” and receives his own folder.

“On-campus access only,” Amicitia says to him. “Keep it in your locker or memorize and dispose of it properly.”

“Sir,” Nyx replies. He keeps it shut -- sealed, he sees, with clear packing tape -- until he and Libertus are back in their own building.

“That was interesting,” Nyx says, dropping into an office chair. “Don’t you think that was interesting, Libertus?”

“I think it's trouble.” Libertus drops into his own chair with a scowl. “Go on, read your assignment. We only have ten minutes before lunch is over.”

That reminds Nyx: he should text Noct. He absolutely already knew what restaurant he would take the other man to as soon as the dinner invitation was issued, be resolved to wait at least until lunch in order not to seem like a creep.

How do you feel about Galahadian? he shoots off, then pulls out the multitool attached to his keyring. The blade is a bit dull -- he’ll have to sharpen it when he gets home.

He pulls out his assignment: Kingsglaive Sixteen, assigned to personal detail starting the next day, blah blah, next page--

A startlingly familiar face stares at him, intense blue eyes peering out from behind messy black bangs.

Noctis Caelum.

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I feel like I'm sabotaging their relationship before it even begins?? And I'm the author???? NOT TO WORRY, THEIR LOVE LUST MUTUAL ATTRACTION WILL WIN THROUGH.

Anyways, updates may be coming a little slower now that school has started -- work in addition to night classes will be eating up my time D:

OP

[(Anonymous)]

AAAH NEW PART NEW PART AND oh nooo he knooooows I mean, this could be good or bad, though. You're such a tease to end it on this cliffhanger! T_T Lol, I'm really dying to know what Noct's response is gonna be. I'm just imagining Nyx reporting for duty the next day and Noct being flabbergasted or at a loss for words. I have no idea how this meeting is gonna go, but I imagine it'll be deliciously awkward. <3

I'm also still curious about Ardyn and I've got all these thoughts floating in my head about what his endgame is, but I don't want to start speculating and ruin the story. I want to be surprised by whatever you have in store, authoranon! :x So I'll just keep my mouth shut and wait for the plot to brew more.

And I know I've said it a million times, but you really do write these characters and their interactions super well. I love your Crowe, Libertus, Clarus, and especially Nyx and Noct. *sways* <3 I'm stoked for the future and future badonka-donking and how you'll write Ardyn and Regis and (possibly) the rest of the chocobros. AND THE REACTIONS 8D

Lastly, thanks for the heads-up! I wish you the best of luck with school and hope you won't burn yourself out juggling so much. I'll be over here cheering you on! and mashing f5 lol ;_; Please take care, authoranon!