Riiga

Imros slid into the chair - and he thought sentry was bad! All he could hear was the screams of the Keid children, none of whom had any intention of going to bed. 
  He sighed heavily and took another drink form his tankard as yet another fight broke out. "Hey! Hey!" He cried as he yanked the two boys apart. "What do you think you're doing!?" He demanded, glaring at the taller of the two. "I'm bored!"  the child whined, widening his deep brown eyes in hope that Imros would put him down. Imros dropped him onto the hard dirt floor. He hated Babysitting.

  He ran his fingers through his long titian hair, could anything be more dull? The boy got up," You're mean!" he declared, prodding the side of Imros' leg, "And you wear a skirt!" he laughing, his grass-like hair waving around as his head shook for the giggling. Imros was about to lose his temper...

Suddenly, the door creaked open - salvation at last! He whirled around to see who had just entered...

Imros sighed with relief, "You would be doing me a massive favour Toro," He sighed, "In fact, you can take them all if you like," he joked but watched an uneasy look spread over the youth's face.  He laughed and went to drag the twins away from the bat-and-ball style game they were playing.
"You seem in a hurry, everything alright?" Imros asked, looking across to Toro.

Imros' usually brown flash became awash with embarrassment. How did Toro know about that!? 
He looked around to see all the kids looking at him, "What?" He protested, all their eyes gazing up at him. He just knew they'd all go home and tell their parents, kids were like that - how embarrassing! "So I like her, so what? You'll understand when you're older," he said dismissively.

The parents of the various children appeared and one by one the diaper wearing miscreants disappeared.  Imros sighed with relief as the last of the children ran off to their parents. 
He walked over to the window and stared at the pale moon in the star-studded sky. Then realized, "Sara!!" he cried and darted out if the room, why was he always late? 
He bolted through the streets, trying to tame his mane of hair, she was going to kill him...

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A grin spread across his face, "Evening!" He said cheerfully, bouncing towards her. "What's with the messenger? You could've come and seen me yourself - I wouldn't've minded," he asked with smile; he seemed to be getting less subtle everyday. 
It seemed he'd managed to get away with being late but the temple seemed eerily quiet, there wasn't even any animals around. He looked up to Sara, she'd gone quite... 
"So, how come you called me all the way up here?" he asked offhandedly, sliding off the rock he had been using previously as a seat.

Imros was flabbergasted. He looked down to Toro's level, "She just slapped me..." he said in disbelief watching her walk away. "Was it because I was late..?" he continued, still in a daze.
He acknowledged  the fact that Toro had been spying on him but he was too shocked to say anything. 
"In answer to your question my little friend - No. I'm not okay and I have no idea why she just belted me!" he growled and watched her turn the corner. "Wait here..." Imros muttered.
"SARA!!" he cried as he charged down the hill from the temple to the village. his face was still throbbing.
He skidded around the corner until he caught sight of her. "Sara! Wait a second!" he bawled, chasing after her.

"WHAT DO YOU MEAN 'WELL' !?" Imros exploded, glaring across the street at Sara. "Well - I would very much like to know why you just saw it fit to wallop me in front of the entire street!!" he cried, here came his temper...
Silence.
He'd already noticed Toro but he knew how much trouble the boy would be in if Sara noticed - she was not in mood to be forgiving, he could see that.  It didn't bother him that the boy was watching him - the rest of the street had seen her hit him, what was one small boy compared to the rest of the town?
"Well?" he mimicked, still sending her a dagger-like stare. He tried not to find her even slightly attractive but he was failing - she was still pretty, even if she had just slapped him.

"WELL!!" He roared - there went his temper.  He was tired of the silence. He looked across to her. This was bad...

He stood motionless for a few moments - making various one-syllable sounds of shock.
Oh Dear...Was he really that late? Stupid Kids!!

"Sorry!" Was the first thing the fell out of his mouth, "Let me make it up to you..." was the second and the one he regretted the most. 
"I'm Free right about...now!" He smiled: she was either going to kill him or forgive him...

"That you're a nosy little pest!" Imros chuckled, punching the boy playfully.  "Nah, She said even you managed to get here on time," He smiled.

She wasn't going to kill him - that was a good sign. Luckily has hadn't spoil this victory by blurting out what was going through his mind. "Priorities,"He muttered to himself, there was nothing wrong with his priorities - he knew what he wanted and what he had to do and soon he'd have to act on that. however, now he knew he had to try and patch it up with Sara.

He looked back down to Toro, "You got off lightly kid," He grinned

"Maybe?" Imros muttered darkly, looking down to the boy. He knew he had better keep a lid on his temper - Toro was only a "kid" after all. 
"Maybe I'll tell Buroba that you're out past you're bed time," he smirked - he wasn't going to slap Toro, he was just going to annoy him a little bit. "Or... maybe I won't," he teased folding his arms.
"And maybe I'll forget that you told me the wrong time - but just maybe," he grinned, ruffling the boy's hair, "You daft stump!"

"TORO!!" Imros cried as the boy vanished from his side.  He drew three arrows from his quiver. He looked at the target, "No...." he muttered to himself, "I might hit him,"
He watched the shadow blaze off into the distance. What to do? He couldn't just leave Toro and there was no time to tell Buroba...
He looked around, no one around. "I shouldn't..." he whispered, noticing his hands had started glowing - "But I've got no choice," he said firmly.
He felt the magic surge through - two powers hiding inside one being... This was going to hurt if it did nothing else. 
A shadow began to form his right hand and a jet of wind blasted from his left. He manged eventually to mix the two into a disk shaped cloud.

"Hold on Toro!! I'm coming!" He called as the disk soared across the trees.