Hey Team Keeper! I love how many views I've gotten. I love KOTLC, anticipating the arrival of Lodestar! And I'm excited for many more loyal Team Keeper members that will end up reading this. So here we go guys, for all of those who've wanted to have at it with Fintan!

Unless I'm the only one.

Spoilers for Everblaze and Neverseen.

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  You ran your finger over the pointy [ST] tips of your ears. A nervous habit of yours.

  You were beyond anxious. You missed Fintan so deeply. He was not only your Pyrokinesis mentor, but a personal friend. That you developed feelings for. It wasn't very hard. His toned skin from playing so closely with fire all the time. His sandy blonde hair, usually dusted with ash.

  It had been a while since the Council got their hands on your mentor. They kept him for a while. You knew Fintan was very capable of escaping. But he seemed to be taking forever, on your terms. You simply wanted to be back in his overly warm arms.

  That's right.

  Fintan took a liking to hugging you.

  Impossible? More like improbable.

  You had become impatient. Very impatient. You shifted your gaze to Brant, who had become very annoyed by your day and night pacing. He snarled a little, running his hands through his chocolate hair. (This is before his features are ruined by being burnt off)

  "Will you quit it? We're all anxious. Nobody needs to be reminded by you walking back and forth every day.."He snapped, his fingers shot sparks of balefire at his sharp words.

  You glared at Brant, your eyes flared with fire. "You're just jealous that I'm his favorite apprentice."

  He snorted and flicked your nose with a sparked finger, making you yelp and massage your now slightly raw skin. Alvar appeared next to the both of you, giving a firm cuff to the ear to both of you. Brant shook his fist at the rebel Vacker.

  "Will you two stop your bickering? It's bad enough that you're grown elves yet you still haven't learned to get over your differences."A familiar voice rung.

  You immediately perked up, and ran forward. Arms opened wide and inviting. "Fintan!"You screeched. You were about his age. You had seen him receive his Council circlet. Then watched him fall as the practice of Pyrokinetics was banned. But of course, you could never seem to gain his maturity.

  "Ah..[YN]...my favorite apprentice. I could sense you anticipating my return. In fact I suppose that's another reason I returned so quickly."He chuckled deeply, running a toned hand through his sandy blonde hair. Your face lit up with a red blush, it burned so warmly. You thought your face was on fire.

  Your childish side resurfaced to save you from inward embarrassment. You turned around while your arms still remained around his waist, and silently rubbed it in Brant's face that you were his favorite and he had admitted it verbally.

  Alvar crossed his arms and examined you and Brant. Ignis quickly trotted up, wearing his hood as always. (Since I have no idea what he looks like..I mean of course I have my own ideas but- I THINK ITS SO CANON FOR IG TO BE A GINGER. Why?...we need more gingers. After Kenric died, there's a hole in KOTLC. Where there should be a ginger. Watch him have blonde hair. Watch.)

  His blue eyes glimmered like river stones."Welcome back, Fintan."He bowed his head.

  Alvar coughed loudly into his fist."-Suck up--"

  Fintan rolled his beautiful eyes."Well, I just set Everblaze to the capital. And killed Councillor Kenric in the process."He bit his lip, sucking in a nervous breath.

  Your eyes began to fill with tears. Kenric had been your favorite Councillor from afar. You didn't hate Sophie, or the Black Swan. You were simply on Fintan's side. Because you supported him through everything. You would never leave him.

  "Fintan.."You stuttered.

  "Come on [YN]. Someone was bound to die. It was a minor casualty. He lunged at me. And died right there. It's not like I could've done something to save him..."Fintan muttered, scratching the back of his neck nervously.

  It burned to cry. Your body learned to stay hot and be one with fire. So water, even your own tears, was painful. Your saliva was boiling hot. You began to wonder how hot the insides of Fintan's mouth were. And your tears stopped, turned into petty steam by your rising blush.

  You nodded firmly to Fintan.

  "Come, we have to practice."Fintan stated lowly, crossing his arms regally behind his back. He may have been a wanted fugitive, but he still had the grace and power of a Councillor.

  Brant's face contorted into one of envious disgust."But we haven't trained. And I still have a lot to learn. She's so experienced!"He snapped. Fintan gazed down at his hand, balefire encircled his fingers in tendrils as he listened.

  "[YN] is more of a priority. She is more experienced. Which means more powerful. She is a fellow leader. We must collaborate on our next move. Alvar, go in search of Lady Gisela. We need her here."Fintan waved off Alvar.

  "What about me?"Brant hissed. He still wasn't very forgiving about what happened with Jolie. "Go with Alvar. If she does not come, take her by force. I know she's reluctant a little for her son.."Fintan raised his voice a little.

  You stared at Ignis as he followed Alvar and Brant. The Psionipath was powerful, but lately he hadn't been put to good use.

  Your gaze returned to Fintan. He smiled warmly. As always. He reached over, brushing a strand of your [YHC] hair back.

  You called down Everblaze, allowing the tendrils to swarm your arm, snake between your spread fingers. You smiled proudly at Fintan. He showed no emotion, simply longing in his eyes. He took hold of your hand, the Everblaze traveled to his arm. You grabbed the bag of frissyn around your neck and sprinkled it on his arm.

  He gazed into your [YEC] eyes. Smiling. "You have breathtaking hues, love."Fintan purred, his toned cheeks flushing fire red.

  You gasped inwardly, eyes wide. Your [ST] cheeks tinted pink, spraying along the bridge of your nose.

  He leaned in and pecked your lips."I missed you most, my favorite apprentice."Fintan whispered, a satisfied smirk on his lips.