Vaguely Kain/Edge, but not really, because that's seriously just wrong. Kain just likes getting a o_0 reaction out of Edge, that's all. (And he remains, after fourteen years, three official incarnations, and at least two unofficial variations, my favorite character in anything, ever.)
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He met Edge at the bottom of the mountain. When he saw the other man's scowl, he briefly wondered if the bribe Cecil was paying the ninja was truly heinous, or merely ridiculous.
Kain had heard whispers on the wind of a coronation in Eblan; there was no other explanation for the way his former (was there a word for enemies who fought side by side?) friend looked so tired and careworn. Perhaps Cecil hadn't had to bribe him much at all; Edge had probably leapt at the first chance to escape his kingdom.
You never love something so much as when you leave it behind, he thought, and knew he could sympathize with Edge's weariness more than the other man knew.
"You surely took your time, Highwind. The wizards told me you'd reach sea level hours ago." Edge crossed his arms and furrowed his brow in irritation.
Kain flipped his visor open and rested his lance against his shoulder. His grin might have been friendly and easy, if he hadn't spent the better part of the last five years learning to be a dragon. "Still henpecked, I see." He ignored the shorter man's outraged guffaw. "There are no ropes keeping you bound to the earth- nothing to stop you from ascending the mount."
Edge looked away. "I've no time to be climbing mountains. I was told to retrieve you- you've people waiting for you in Baron."
"They've been waiting for years; a few more hours won't do them any harm." He tilted his head in the direction of the mountain. "Race to the top?"
Something like the fire that once burned in the young prince's eyes sparked. "If it will see you on the Devil's Road to Baron by sunset, I'll leave you here to contemplate my backside from a distance."
Kain winked. "It's a much better view from close by, or so I've heard." He flipped his visor shut and was thirty feet in the air before Edge had stopped sputtering.
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