Eros thing

	Sitting on a small bench is a small blond haired girl. If not for the cat ears twitching atop her head and her feline eyes, The blond haired girl could be considered a normal human girl. The girl is staring at brown haired boy. The brown haired boy would be considered a catboy, if he had feline eyes or cat ears atop his head, but he does not, because he is a human boy.
	The Cat Eared Girl watches the Brown Haired Boy as he plays with a ball. The Cat Eared Girl lets out a longing sigh as she watches the boy play alone. The Cat Eared girl wishes she had the courage to play with the Brown Haired Boy. She had known this boy since some her first memories, and had fallen for him over the past years. She thought that if she played with him, he might start to like her in the same way.
	These thoughts were interrupted when a large figure sat down next to her on the small bench. The figure wore heavy and tarnished plate mail. The armor looked like it was self repaired and worn out, as if this person had it for many years. The only thing new about this armor was the large pink heart that was painted on the left shoulder. The large figure also had a scabbard equipped, a blade with a heart shaped pommel resting inside it.
	"Hello." The man said, a voice like the rumble of a far away thunderstorm.
	The Cat Eared Girl did not respond to the large figure who had seated himself next to her, as she was both surprised and terrified of the Large Figure who had silently moved next to her and sat down.
	"You like that boy, right?" He asked, causing the Cat Eared Girl to break out into a blush and look down. He let out a small huff and adjusted into a more relaxed pose.
	The Large Figure turns his helmeted head towards the girl and says "You do not need to worry, I am here to help you." He points to the large heart on his shoulder, "I am a inquisitor of Eros, the goddess of love, and you seem to be needing some advice."
	The Cat Eared Girl looks at the Large Figure with a look of confusion, as he points towards the Brown Haired Boy.
	"You are too afraid to interact with the object of your affection."
	The girl nods as she blushes more at the frankness of the Large Figures statement.
	"It is a fairly simple problem, but one with a simple solution." The Large Figure says, as he looks towards the Brown Haired Boy, "Well, simple may be a understatement, but let me ask you a question. Have you been on a battlefield?"
	The Cat Eared Girl shakes her head at the odd question, once again confused by the Large Figure claiming to be trying to help her.
	"On the battlefield, you fight for a reason. A reason that drives you towards your enemy and makes you willing to fight and die for that reason. A reason that makes you scream as you charge towards a waiting line of spear men that had just taken out your first line and now are ready to reap their bloody harv-" The Large Figure stops as he notices the Cat Eared Girl scooting away from him. He clears his throat.
	"I apologize, I might have gone too far with the analogy. But the lesson is still there. What you need to do to overcome your fear is simple." As he says this, the Large figure stands up to his full height, easily dwarfing the Cat Eared Girl.
	"You need to face your problem head on, and fight for the love you want. If you don't fight, whats to stop someone who is willing to fight for his love from taking it from you?" The Cat Eared Girl looks up at the Large Figure, a look of determination on her face as she stands up also. "You know what you need to do?" The Cat Eared Girl nods, the determination on her face becoming ferocious. The Cat Eared Girl charges towards the Brown Haired Boy, who had noticed the Large Figure that had sat next to her.
	"I LOOOOOOOOOOVE YOOOOOOOOOOOOOU!" She bellows, as her charge knocks both her and the Brown Haired Boy to to the ground. The Cat Eared Girl and The Brown Haired Boy both stare into each others eyes, as he reaches up and hugs her with all his might.
	"I love you too."
	The Large Figure looks towards the small children as they both stand up and take each others hands, smiling underneath his helmet. Behind him floats down a Tanned Winged Girl, a bow and quiver on her back.
	"I still feel the arrow would have been a more effective method." She quietly admonishes, as she lands next to the Large Figure.
	The Large Figure watches as the young couple walks away, and mutters, "Love doesn't always have to be a battlefield."