Soap Bubbles
By : Kana
"I swear it's true!"
Laughter filled the garden. Though it stopped rather abruptly when they noticed Takeru walking in. The looks on their faces was enough to warn the young Lord.
"Genta ... "
His voice was calm, as was his composure, though all of then could hear the silent threat. And all of them know what it meant.
Quickly the sushi samurai tried to hide a piece of paper behind his back. To no use, of course. It took Takeru just three steps to cross the distance between them. Genta suddenly thought him way taller than in their past when ShinkenRed stood before him. One hand resting on his hip, the other held out in front of him.
"Give me that picture."
There was no arguing with him at this moment. And Genta most definitely did not yet have a death wish.
Head bowed; either in shame or to hide a wide grin, Takeru did not know yet; he gave ShinkenRed the photograph.
It took all of Takeru's self-control to hide his surprise and to keep his eyes from widening.
He had definitely not expected to see a picture of himself when he was little. Let alone a picture of him while he was bathing... Soap covered the entire bath and the complete body of the young boy. Some bubbles were floating through the room, and there was a huge grin on his face.
Takeru was surprised to find that he could still clearly remember that day.
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He and Genta had been playing on the beach. While Takeru actually was supposed to be training. It had made Jii-san worry, and the small Lord had know, even then already, that the anger the older man directed toward him later that evening, was only to conceal that worry.
The bath had been relaxing, the soap smelled nice, and he had been playing with the soap bubbles. Of course, when one of the big bubbles had exploded right into his face, he had to sneeze. A soft sputter had escaped his lips and he could swear he heard Jii-san snicker outside.
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"Genta..."
Looking around his eyes narrow when he sees his youth friend has escaped. His eyes meet Ryunosuke's, and he blushes lightly at the look ShinkenBlue gives him.
Without another word Takeru turns around and walks away, feeling Ryunosuke's eyes burn on his disappearing back, knowing he can expect a nightly visitor this evening. Perhaps even 2 ...
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The End
