As I took a look over at Mitsukuni-hime*, she was eating cake. After all that time that we've been together, there was one thing that first caught my eye about her: dedication. She always had sweets, or at least whenever able, which was most of the time. Mitsukuni-hime also had her stuffed pink rabbit with her. I asked her one day why she would have a stuffed rabbit with her. We were seventeen, and we had grown up together, the rabbit had been with her, since the first minute I met her.
"So you want to know why I always have this rabbit with me?" I nodded
"Because my grandmother made Usa-chan* for me, which makes it so special because I haven't seen her since..." I nodded, and I got why. But I thought she wouldn't need to carry it around at her age.
When we were walking home that same day from school, Mitsukuni-hime talked to me.
"You know, Takashi, we're almost eighteen." I nodded
"And we have to be married by then..." Mitsukuni-hime said
"Mmm." I said. Had Mitsukuni-hime been worried about when we would have our arranged marrige in motion? I wasn't too worried at this point, because I had secretly loved her, but... I was worried for a while about if Mitsukuni-hime didn't love me. And at that point, I saw her asking so worringly as proof. Then Mitsukuni-hime talked to me again.
"I hope you will enjoy being my husband, because I know I will..." Mitsukuni blushed a rose pink. I blushed a red, I didn't think at that point she would have. This comment actually made me feel really special...
As we then went into the house, I felt a slight chill. Apparently, someone had left the air conditioner on a bit longer then usual, but I was thankful for that. It had been a very hot day outside, and we were sweating in heat from the hot day. I then quickly closed the door and we went up to Mitsukuni-hime's room. As we sat in her room, silence filled the air. For the next ten minutes, absoulute silence filled the room. I was feeling tense the more Mitsukuni-hime wasn't talking. I wondered why Mitsukuni-hime wasn't talking. At about that time everyday, Mitsukuni-hime and I got to have a chat, and she'd talk for about an hour, right before my kendo practice. I knew there was something wrong because she was saying nothing. She would usually be quite talkative, as a matter of fact.
"Takashi, do you remember when you first met me?" Mitsukuni-hime asked me, and I nodded.
I remember walking on the streets of Tokyo on a cold day. I had then been looking around for my father, which I had been seperated from. I looked everywhere I could on those streets, until I finally found...her. She was dressed in rags, shaking, dirty, and poor, holding a stuffed pink rabbit. I had then looked at her and she said to me
"Help me please..." She said and then I walked towards the girl, and gave her my jacket. She then put it on, and then I turned around, and my father was there. He had a smile on his face, and took the girl along with us home. Father gave me a speech on running away, but he kept the girl and she was legally adopted under my Uncle's name, but she stayed with us. She told me that she was called Mitsukuni, and so I called her 'Mitsukuni-hime', because she was a princess to me -- especially after they dressed her up in poofy dresses. Sometimes we even danced together, even though we were just moving our feet while holding each other's hands, but it was always quite fun.
Once though, when Mitsukuni-hime was getting dressed, I accidentally walked in when I was eight, and I saw Mitsukuni-hime had the "same things" I had, and then when I accidentally went in I then closed the doorb quickly. I didn't know it then, but now I know that it meant that 'Mitsukuni-hime' was actually 'prince Mitsukuni'. Apparently, Mitsukuni never mind when he was called a 'princess' and I called 'her' that, too, or else everybody would freak and wonder if Mitsukuni did anything to himself, like surgery. I felt that Mitsukuni was like that even when I met him, but I knew it was like that when I had to watch a video on how females mature.
So then we were just sitting there. Could I tell him the secret that I had found out years ago? I looked over at Mitsukuni.
"Mitsukuni-hime." Mitsukuni turned 'her' head
"Yes Takashi?" Mitsukuni asked
"I know." Was all I said before Mitsukuni blushed. I could tell he was also thinking about it, because we always seemed to think the same thing at the same time.
"You do? Y-you won't tell anyone, right? About that? I can't believe you know..." Mitsukuni thought and remembered that time where I accidentally walked in on him "Oh, I see why now..." Mitsukuni said as red was placed on his face.
"So does that mean you don't like me?" Mitsukuni said, his voice sad. I shook my head no, and Mitsukuni smiled and hugged me.
"Thank you!!" Mitsukuni was crying tears of joy "I was worried you weren't!" I can tell he was worried for some time, and I then held him in my arms.
"B-but then what about w-when we would supposed to have children, because the family would tell us to have children..." Mitsukuni asked
"Adoption." I said, and Mitsukuni smiled. Everything was sure to work out fine. At least it seemed like it would. But after that day, Mitsukuni confronted our betrothal differenly from the way he did before.
The next day we were walking to school same way we always did. And as we were walking to school, Mitsukuni held my hand, and I held his. It made me smile, and it made Mitsukuni smile too, to know that he's not shy to like me anymore. As we walked into school though, we let go of each other's hands. Even though we were betrothed, it can be a bother when rumours spread around of what Mitsukuni and I do after school.
And so as we went to our first period class we sat down next to each other, like always, and worked. I found it great that we could be in the same class together all day, that way I could help Mitsukuni out with anything, and Mitsukuni can help me out if I don't know something myself. So then while we were in class, I just then noticed that Mitsukuni decided to sit right next to the window. And as we were writing down notes, I noticed Mitsukuni's hair shine, and made him look angelic. It made me blush. But even after that I kept writing, as the notes didn't stop just for me.
After that class, we walked out together, Mitsukuni's eyes were glued on me. But at least Mitsukuni was smiling.
"Where do you want to sit today?" Mitsukui asked. There were many places in the school where during break no one was there. So I decided to choose a spot in the back of the school which only we knew about. As we walked to the lower half of the school, I opened a door placed differentlly from the other doors, and Mitsukuni went in, and I followed before closing the door then tuning on the lights. The classroom looked like it hadn't been stepped into for ages, and it didn't even look like the janitors went over here. So then I looked at Mitsukuni, who was spinning in what would have been the teacher's chair. Mitsukuni looked really happy then, and I smiled as I went over to him and the desk, and Mitsukuni stopped.
"Takashi?" Mitsukuni asked, I nodded confirming I was listening
"I love you, you know that?" Mitsukuni smiled, and brought me in for a kiss, I went in and kissed him on the lips, smiles danced on each other's lips, as I said
"I love you too."
A/N Hey guys! Thanks to the help of a fellow writer and a conversation about it, I bring you the first chapter of Mitsukuni-hime! How do you guys like it? I've even taken the future chaters into consideration and I'm going to be switching my attention to this one and another Fanficion of a completely different fandom I'm writing, so this one may last longer then my longest fanfiction (it was about fifteen chapters)
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