Remember to Laugh (Xenoblade Chronicles 3 Tickle Fic)
A/N: You can thank the Xenoblade Chronicles 3 Direct for this fic’s existence.
I don’t know what the presentation did to me, but it gave me a burning desire to go onto my iPad and type out this cute little self-indulgent lee!Noah fic. I’m not sure what I have to say beyond that, so let’s move onto the fic, shall we?
Before this fic begins, I must inform everyone who is reading this after the release of Xenoblade 3 that this fic was written prior to the game’s official release, so there may be inaccuracies in regards to the personalities of the characters or the names of the locations mentioned in this fic. Please remember to keep this in mind as you read this fic.
Well, here we go! Time to give Noah the wholesome, fluffy tickles he deserves (especially after everything we saw in that Direct, because dear God, that shit was dark)!
This fic is also on AO3! Here’s the AO3 Link!
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The midday sun beat down on the Seilas Terrace Camp, but it was far more tolerable there than it was in the Eagus Wilderness (which was the main reason why Noah and the others came back to the camp in the first place).
Currently, the only two people who were at the campsite were Noah and Taion. Lanz, Eunie, Sena, Mio, Riku, and Manana had all left to go look for Shijima, the missing off-seer of Colony Lamba. Noah and Taion stayed behind to keep the campsite secure from the monsters who lurked a few meters away from the area. They had defeated one monster already, and they both knew that more could come.
As they prepared themselves for a possible surprise attack from another monster, Taion’s mind wandered as he thought about his comrades, both new and old. Suddenly, he made an observation that piqued his curiosity. A curiosity that could only be satiated if he asked the person who was the subject of his observation.
“Hey Noah, can I ask you something?”
Noah finished wiping off the last speck of dirt off of his blade, called it off, and turned to face Taion. “Sure. Is something bothering you?”
“I guess you could say that.” Taion answered, bringing a hand to his chin. “It’s a bit of an odd question, but I know that you’re the only one who can provide a sufficient answer, however vague it may be.”
Noah raised an eyebrow in confusion. “Okay… so what’s going on?”
“What does your real laugh sound like?”
The off-seer recoiled slightly in surprise. What kind of a question was that…?
Out of all of the possible topics he could have asked about, Noah figured that he would’ve asked about the monster that attacked them or how the search was going, but this? How the hell was he supposed to answer that?!
“My… real laugh? What do you mean by that?”
“Sorry for offending you-“ Taion began to backpedal before Noah held out his hand to stop him.
“No no, you didn’t offend me, I’m just… confused.” He pulled his hand back. “What encouraged you to ask me that question?”
“Well, I couldn’t help but notice that out of all of us, I’ve never heard you laugh before. You’ve let out small chuckles in the past, but they always sounded so… restrained. Like you didn’t want to laugh at all, or didn’t want anyone to hear you laugh.”
“Really? I’ve never noticed...” And he was telling the truth. He’d never even noticed how much nor how often he had held his laughter back before now. How long had he’d been doing that? Since he first joined the Keves army all those years ago? Since he first became a refuge? Since he first arrived at Colony Lamba? When did this begin?
Before Noah’s mind could conjure up any more questions, Taion’s voice pulled him back into reality.
“Noah? Are you alright?”
“Oh, yeah, I’m fine, I’m just… trying to recall the last time I laughed. But I’m more curious about why you’re asking me about this in the first place. The real reason, I mean.”
“Did I not explain why earlier in the conversation?“ It was Taion’s turn to raise an eyebrow now.
“Yes, but… why are you so concerned about everyone’s laughs? What does that have to do with our situation?”
“So that’s what you meant…” Taion had to think about his answer for a second. Why is he so concerned about everyone’s laughter in the first place…?
“Ah yes, that’s the reason why.” He concluded in his head.
“It’s because… I want to make sure that everyone’s okay. We’ve been through a lot as of late, what with that strange giant that attacked us, you and Mio becoming an Ouroboros, switching classes with one another, Vandham telling us where the ‘real enemy’ is…” Taion paused for a moment, “…it’s just a lot of information for us to process in such a short amount of time. Enough to cause us emotional distress if we think about it too much or too often.”
“Ah, I see… so you’re looking out for us…” Noah lowered his head a little bit after finishing his sentence, then lifted it back up again. “Thank you, Taion. I can’t speak for everyone else, but I appreciate your effort to keep us sane during these hard times.”
“Not a problem, Noah.” The hand returned to Taion’s chin, “But in order for me to do this task, I need you all to answer the questions I ask of you. You haven’t done that yet, so I can’t do anything until you answer me.”
“O-oh, right…” Noah’s face heated up slightly, but it thankfully (for him at least) didn’t manifest itself in the form of a blush, “I… don’t remember when I last had a good laugh. I racked my brain to see if I could remember a scenario in which I ended up laughing at something, but I couldn’t find anything…”
“That’s a shame…”
“‘A shame’ is the understatement of the century, maybe even the millennium…” Noah remarked sorrowfully, “Too bad I can’t laugh on command. Otherwise, this wouldn’t be an issue…”
A slight tinge of sadness pulled at Taion’s heart. Had he never laughed before? Ever? Has the war really killed off Noah’s ability to laugh?
“No… it can’t be possible. Noah can still laugh, can he?” He asked himself “Surely the war didn’t traumatize him that badly, but I wouldn't blame him if it did…”
Taion was at a loss. Is there anything he could do to get him to laugh?
He’d have to ask the man himself if he wanted to find an an-.
“Wait.”
He had an idea. If it worked, he’d have to thank Lanz and Eunie for giving him this little tidbit of information he had on the former Keves soldier. If it didn’t… well, he wouldn’t know what to do beyond that point.
“You may not be able to laugh on command. In fact, I don’t think anyone is capable of doing that and making it sound like a genuine laugh. But…” he slowly walked up to Noah until he was about an arms-reach away from him, “…I think I might know something that can get you to laugh again.”
“Hm? And what would that be?” Noah grew more and more puzzled as he saw the tactician approach him ever so slowly.
“Well… before I show you, I should apologize to you in advance if this makes you uncomfortable.” Taion said before wrapping his left arm around Noah’s waist. “If it does, please say something to me. I don’t want to overstep your- no, our- boundaries.”
“Uh, s-sure?” Noah responsed with a slight stutter, “But what does your arm being around my waist have to do with this?”
“To keep you steady. What I’m about to do may cause you to fall over, if Lanz and Eunie’s words ring true.”
The moment Taion mentioned Lanz and Eunie’s names, he put the pieces together, and his eyes widened in fear. Nonetheless, he tried to remain calm. “And why did th-they tell you that?”
“Because of this.” That was all Taion had to say before he attacked Noah’s sides with the gentlest of pinches.
“Wait, wahahahahit, what are you d-dohohoing?” He really tried to hold back his giggles, he really did, but if there was one thing Noah was known for (at least, it was known by Lanz, Eunie, and now Taion, apparently), it’s for being too damn ticklish for his own good. He could never win any of the “don’t laugh” games Lanz and Eunie would subject him to, and as he just found out at this exact moment in time, he couldn’t handle gentle pinches on his tickle spots, either.
“Experimenting.” Taion answered, a small grin threatening to take over his features as Noah’s quiet, small giggles found his ears. He kept up the pinching until he decided to switch tactics, now poking him rapid-fire in the ribcage, occasionally poking at the small crevices between each of his ribs.
“T-Tahehehehehon, nohohohoho! I-It’s dahahahanngerous arohohound here!”
“I checked the nearby areas with my Flame Clock, and I can assure you that no monsters will attack us here.” He reassured the off-seer, then realized the potential he could get out of that statement, “Though I suppose there’s only one monster here that you should be worried about…”
“Ahahahand that is- wait, dohohohon’t say ihihihit!” Noah nearly fell into Taion’s trap and foolishly thought that he wouldn’t dare say the name of the monster. Unfortunately for him, Taion had other plans.
“The Tickle Monster~” And with that, Taion let his subtle grin take over his face as pulled Noah onto the ground and held him tightly against his chest, continuing the never-ending barrage of pokes to his ribs. It was a bit difficult for him to poke him in this position, but it clearly worked, as Noah’s giggles grew into uncontrollable laughter.
“TahahahaHAHAHAION! IHIHIHIHI TOHOHOLD YOU TO NOHOHOT SAY IHIHIHIT!”
“Taion? Who’s Taion? I’m the Tickle Monster, and I don’t know what you’re talking about~”
“WHAHAHAHAHT THE HEHEHEHELL?! WHIHIHIHIHIY ARE YOHOHOU DOING THIHIHIS?”
“Such language! I think that warrants a punishment, don’t you think?”
“NOHOHOHO!”
“Too bad! You’re getting a punishment right this instant!”
Taion moved his hands down to Noah’s hips, feverishly squeezing the area.
“AHAHAHAHAH NOHOHOHOHO! TH-THAHAHAHT’S NOT FAHIHIHIR!” Noah tried to kick his legs in an effort to break out of the tactician-turned-tickle-monster’s hold, but he accomplished absolutely nothing. If anything, it earned him his legs being pinned down by Taion’s legs.
“What do you mean this isn’t fair? You swore, and according to my rules, that warrants a punishment!” Taion teased, “But you only said ‘hell’, so I’m not going to give you a severe punishment, only a minor one.”
“THIHIHIS IS A MIHIHIHINOR PUNIHIHIHISMENT?!”
“Yes, though it seems to me like you’re very ticklish in this area, so I guess this is a rather severe punishment. How unfortunate for you~”
Taion kept up the squeezes as he brought his hands up his poor victim’s sides and ribs and into his underarms, earning him a small squeal.
“Oh~? Is this a bad spot? And I just finished punishing you, too… Oh well, that isn’t going to stop me~!”
“G-GEHEHET OHOHOHOUT OF THEHEHEHERE! TAHAHAHAHAION, PLEHEHEHEHEASE!” The last part of Noah’s request came out a bit whiny as he desperately squirmed in Taion’s arms, trying anything, anything, to get out of his grip.
“Oh wow! I never thought I would hear the trusted off-seer of Keves beg for mercy like that~! You must be VERY ticklish here!”
“I AHAHAHAHAM! GOHOHOHO SOMEWHEHEHEHEHEHEHRE EHEHEHEHEHEHELSE!” Noah pleaded, not realizing what he’d just said. Fortunately (though it was unfortunate in Noah’s case), Taion noticed his slip-up.
“You want me to go somewhere else? As you wish, Noah~” He obliged, slowing the tickling down to a stop so he could give Noah a breather and think about the next spot he could target. He could feel the Keves refugee’s chest heave up and down as he gulped down as much air as he could in case Taion wasn’t finished with him yet.
“Nohohoho… I didn’t mehehean thahahat…” His words were barely a whisper, getting mixed up in the after-giggles he couldn’t help but let out. When he caught his breath and regathered his strength, he tried to squirm away once more, only to find that he still couldn’t break out of Taion’s pin. “Damn it! Just how strong is he?”
“Are you sure? I could have sworn I heard you ask me to move somewhere else… It wasn’t polite, but I’ll accept your request anyway.” Taion’s grip loosened as he hovered his hands above Noah’s body. “Now, where should I tickle you next…?”
“U-um… nowhehere?” At this point, Noah had given up on trying to escape the supposed tickle monster’s clutches, so he failed to notice the opportunity he had to finally get away from him.
“Hm… there is one spot I haven’t tried yet…”
“Shit!” Noah thought to himself, freezing in place. “I was hoping he wouldn’t think about it!”
“You okay there? I thought I felt you tense up.”
Was he… was Taion actually checking up on him? Like Lanz and Eunie did when they would tickle him silly back when they were kids? He didn’t know Agnus soldiers could be so caring!
“Y-yeah, I’m fine. Are you… d-done now?” He whimpered out the second half of his question, still afraid that Taion wasn’t finished with him just yet and would go to that forbidden spot.
“Not just yet, but I promise that this will be the last spot I’ll tickle. When I’m done, I’ll let you go.”
“D-do you promise?”
“I promise.”
With that confirmation, Taion’s hands began their steady descent towards Noah’s stomach. His poor, unprotected stomach.
“T-Tahahahahion….”
“Did you mean ‘Tickle Monster’?”
“Nohohoho… I meheheant Taihihihion… quihihit tehehehehasing mehehehe…”
“Oh, so you WANT me to tickle you~?”
“N-no, I never saihihid-!”
“Very well, then! I shall stop teasing you and get straight to the point, just like you asked~”
The very second Taion’s hands made contact with Noah’s belly, the latter broke out into laughter again.
“NOHOHOHOHOHO, DOHOHOHOHON’T! DOHOHOHOHON’T DO IT!”
“Oh but I will~ And judging by your reactions, I think it’s safe to say that this is your worst spot. Isn’t that right, Noah~?”
Noah was about to respond, but would soon lose the ability to speak at all as Taion’s hands wreaked untold havoc on his stomach. There were pokes, there were scritches, there were scribbles, and there were squeezes, and the end product of all of these different methods of tickle torture was an ear-splitting screech that Taion was almost certain would’ve been heard all the way from the Colony and whereever the rest of his allies were, following by the most hysterical laughter he had ever heard in his entire. Life. Not even Mio or Sena’s screeches could compare to the one that tore itself free from between Noah’s lips.
“GAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! NAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! I-I-AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA!”
Yep, Noah had been officially broken, and all it took was some well-placed tickles to his tummy. But as much as he would’ve loved to keep tormenting the poor tummy beneath his hands, he knew he had to stop, and he had to do it soon.
And so he did. He stopped his hands almost immediately and pulled them away from Noah’s stomach, finally letting him roll out of his grasp as he let the poor boy go.
At first, he was afraid that Noah had fainted as he didn’t move for a few seconds after being let go, but his worries were eased when he heard a steady stream of giggles pour out of his mouth. He gave him a few minutes to give him the chance to regain control of himself, then spoke, concern very apparent in his voice.
“Are you going to be okay? I went overboard there, didn’t I…”
“Mahahahaybe, but I’ll behehe fine… It wihihill take more thahahan that to kill mehehe…” Noah giggled out confidently, a bit of an odd tone for him to use considering everything that just happened.
“So that’s what your real laugh sounds like… I won’t lie, I wasn’t expecting it to sound that hysterical. And yet…” Taion trailed off, contemplating whether or not he wanted to finish that sentence. He ultimately decided to go for it. “…It was cute.”
Noah shot up into a sitting position, face beet red with embarrassment and as wide as the saucers Taion assumed the Queens would use to place their teacups on (if either of them drank tea at all, he didn’t know). “C-cute?! You think my laugh is cute?!”
“I do, and if everyone else were here to hear all of that commotion, I think they would’ve found it cute, too.”
“Th-thanks… I appreciate the compliment…” Noah turned to face Taion, still sitting on the ground, “Can you promise me something?”
“Yeah?”
“Promise me that you won’t tell Mio or Sena. I’m not sure if I want them to know about this… Not yet, anyway…” Noah looked like he wanted to say more, so Taion waited until he spoke again.
“And in exchange for your secrecy, I promise I won’t tell Lanz and Eunie about how you acted that whole time.”
“A fair compromise. I don’t know what came over me back there, but I don’t think I would want Lanz and Eunie to know about that for the time being.”
It was awkward at first, but Noah and Taion would eventually look pinkies with each other, “Do we have an agreement, Taion?” Noah asked the tactician.
“Yes we do, Noah.”
Once the promise was solidified, the two refugees got up off the ground, dusted themselves off, and returned to scouting the area around the camp site.
It wouldn’t be another 2 hours before Lanz and the others returned from their search to report their findings to Noah and Taion, but while they were waiting, Taion mentally took notes on Noah’s true laugh.
“I made a promise to him that we wouldn’t talk about what happened with anyone, but one day… I hope I can share his laughter with the world.”
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