Target Practice
A loud gunshot rang through the air and a dummy that stood blew up. The only two people occupying the courtyard at the time were none other than the prince, Hiro, and the immortal, Reaver.
Hiro stared wide-eyed at the dummy and then turned to Reaver with a look of awe. "Wow!" He exclaimed and Reaver smirked at him, blowing away the smoke from his gun.
"Come now, Hiro, that's no more impressive than you getting a bullseye on a target three hundred feet away. With a bow no less." Reaver laughed.
Hiro blushed slightly and shook his head. "But you blew that dummy's head up!" He said and Reaver chuckled at the childlike awe.
"Imagine that, the famed prince that rarely ever gets surprised is in fact so by me simply blowing up a dummy." Reaver hummed in thought. "You truly are childish, love."
Hiro simply stuck his tongue out at the older man before getting out his beloved bow, Serum, and he readied an arrow. "Which target shall I hit?" Hiro asked, simply because he loved getting praised by the older man.
Reaver smiled, because he knew the prince asked because of his praise when he did something right or completed a difficult task. "If I must, then I say... Hm..." he paused before surveying the field. "See that moving target, about a hundred seventy feet away?" Hiro nodded, frowning. "I want you to aim for that and hit it directly in the head." Reaver then smiled and added, "I'll give you a kiss if you can hit the dummy's heart as well."
Hiro smiled at that and lowered his bow before grabbing another arrow and he pulled the two back, positioning them so they would hit their targets exactly. Reaver watched, intrigued and then Hiro released the arrows.
To be honest, Hiro didn't think he'd make it, but imagine his surprise when both arrows hit their intended marks.
"I-I did it... ?" Hiro questioned and Reaver nearly laughed at the teen's expression. "I made it! I actually made it. Reaver! I did it!" Hiro exclaimed and he all but jumped unto Reaver's arms in excitement.
Reaver chuckled, catching and hugging Hiro to him. "You did." He murmured, "and now I believe I owe you a-" Reaver was cut off when Hiro kissed him and the boy giggled.
"A kiss." Hiro finished childishly and Reaver smirked, kissing Hiro again.
"Good job, love." Reaver whispered when he pulled back and he smiled when Hiro purred and smiled that adorable smile that Reaver loved.
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This was actually kind of fun to write, though it seems a bit rushed and not very good... *shrugs* Oh well...