(A/N: Author's Note)
I'm back with another update! I edited the first chapter, so if you haven't read that version please do!
This chapter may remind some people of the first chapter of The Prince of Swords by ToumaFF - I subconsciously wrote similar events without even realizing it... oops? Well, credit is given where it is due; I applaud your writing ToumaFF. I wish you'd just come back to finish your story ;-;
If you're ever wondering when I'll get to writing another chapter, check my profile. I'll make sure to post my progress on chapters.
Edited 2/26/2017 1:20 AM - I combined the Omake that I originally wrote with this chapter; it is now at the end of the chapter. I also changed the dates from Year 2020 to Year 2021 since I realized Kazuto's birthday was in October, making it impossible for him to be 12 years old at the original time. Oops?
Disclaimer: If I owned Sword Art Online, Asuna would have more personality after getting 'married' to Kirito.
"Speech"
'Thoughts'
Past events
Speaker Announcement
Year 2021 - February 14th
The shrill cry of the bell signaling the end of school jarred the black-haired boy out of his daze, dropping his pencil to the ground. A couple girls behind him snickered at his absent-mindedness, then blushed as he swiveled his head to stare them down.
Kazuto was now twelve years old. His effeminate looks coupled with his rather scrawny looking arms and legs led many of his classmates to call him a 'pretty boy'.
One might think that he was extremely popular due to his looks but in reality he was quiet and reserved. He wore black almost all the time when not at school and kept to himself. That didn't stop girls from crushing on him all the time however, which in turn caused lots of guys to try to 'buddy' up with him.
Kazuto stop glaring at the girls and sighed, picking up his pencil and started putting his textbooks away. 'I wasn't paying attention in class again. At this rate, I'm going to fail my history class,' he thought while packing up.
Someone cleared their throat behind him. He turned around, looked at the impishly smiling face of his classmate, and then promptly turned back around to pick up his bag and leave.
"Aw come on Kazuto, don't be like that!" Takumi whined, trying to get Kazuto's attention. The black-haired boy groaned, turning back around and gave Takumi a once-over.
Takumi was slightly shorter than Kazuto, with wire-frame glasses set over his mischievously twinkling eyes. He was skinny as well, and wore the required school uniform although his tie was extremely loose around his neck. They had played the same MMORPG at one point, but Kazuto had stopped playing once his 'buddy' kept trying to get him to join his group of friends.
"Why can't you just leave me alone?" Kazuto sighed, and attempted to walk away.
"C'mon man! We have a raid on the new boss coming up tonight! I was wondering if you- "
Kazuto cut him off abruptly. "I owe Sugu a favor since I missed her last kendo tournament. She wanted to do something today, sorry man. Besides, I already told you that I quit playing that game."
Takumi looked at Kazuto with barely restrained mirth. "Oh, so your sister wants some Onii-chan time? On Valentine's day even?" he said suggestively.
Kazuto didn't notice Takumi's change in tone. "Yeah. Now I gotta go pick her up from her school. See you never." He promptly walked out of the small classroom into the loud and crowded hallways, heading towards the front of the school.
The shorter middle-schooler sighed. He walked back to his group of friends who were sitting in a group of desks that they'd pulled up, eagerly waiting to see if Kazuto would join them in their gaming later.
"Mission failed. Thwarted by his sister again," Takumi said disappointedly.
The group groaned in unison. "The one who's really good at kendo? That sister?"
"Yup."
"Well shit. We can't really do anything about that, she'd thrash us if we got in the way of her Onii-chan time," a rather brawny looking middle-schooler said, looking plenty frightened.
The group nodded to each other sagely, agreeing with the statement. A chubby kid looked out the window, at the courtyard in front of the school.
"Wait. Look at what's going outside!" the kid exclaimed.
The group of friends looked out the window, to see an embarrassed girl being pushed by her giggling friends in front of a very confused Kazuto.
The girl had flowing brown hair that reached her waist, and her face was extremely pretty. She was… more well-endowed than other girls at this age, and looked like a runner, judging by her toned legs. The school's uniform actually looked good on her.
"That bastard! That's Sakura from our class! She's like the most popular – and prettiest – girl in the school!"
They watched as Sakura, face extremely pink, handed a foil-shaped heart to Kazuto. He took the heart, hugged her, whispered something in her ear – which made her face resemble a tomato – and then walked out the school's front gates nonchalantly. The group of girls who put Sakura up to it crowded around her, asking all sorts of questions while she tried to hide her burning face in her hands.
"Oh my god. She just gave him a chocolate heart. On Valentine's day. The lucky fuckboy," the buff guy moaned bitterly, putting his face into his hands.
"Calm down guys. He's a nice guy, you all should know that," Takumi said, trying to placate the increasingly angry (and jealous) group of guys.
"Why does it seem like every single girl in this school has a crush on Kirigaya? What does he have that I don't?" the chubby boy raged while gesticulating wildly.
The group laughed. "Well, besides your… unique physique, he's just too nice to everyone," Takumi said, his brown eyes twinkling with amusement.
"Just say it. He's fat," the brawny boy said bluntly.
"Hey, you! At least I don't just have muscles for my brains!" the stout boy retorted.
The cluster of boys laughed uproariously again. Takumi tried to elaborate more. "He just has this… aura that makes people want to know him. I don't know how he does it, but it's definitely there. You know what I mean?"
The other boys looked thoughtful for a moment, then slowly nodded their agreement. They did feel like they wanted to befriend him, that's why they always asked him to play games with them.
They settled into a comfortable silence for a while, as they watched the group of girls disperse.
Kazuto exhaled loudly as he walked past the school's rather ornate front gates. 'Why do girls do that to each other? They just make someone extremely embarrassed while I'm put into a rather delicate situation. Damn it all.'
Kazuto was walking through the front courtyard of the school, admiring the designs that the tiles made on the floor. They looked like flowers, more specifically like the flowers of the Sakura tree in his backyard.
He looked up, feeling like someone was watching him. He spotted a group of girls who were whispering to each other while standing next to the decorative wood-made Japanese style gates that the school used, casting furtive glances at him.
He looked at them warily until they pushed a member out in front of him. She was rather cute, blushing wildly like that. She stuttered out her name – "S-s-s-a-k-kura" – and then held out the heart-shaped chocolate, all the while looking anywhere but his face.
Meanwhile, Kazuto was in deep thought. He had to be strategic about this; if he turned her down then the whole school would hate him. If he accepted her, then… Sugu might kill him. Or castrate him. Who knows? Sugu can be vicious when she wants to.
Kazuto made his decision and proceeded to execute the strategy he had employed countless times before. He took the chocolate, leaned in, said she was pretty along with some other nice things, and gave her a hug. Then he left, waving goodbye without looking back.
Brought back to the present by the unpleasant feeling of the object in his hands melting, the effeminate-looking boy looked at the tinfoil-wrapped chocolate in his hands cautiously. After he determined that it was going to melt completely in a matter of minutes, he decided to eat it.
The chocolate was decidedly good, the middle-schooler thought as he kept walking in the direction of his sister's school. Maybe he should reconsider dating the girl. 'What was her name again? S… Saki? No... Sakura? Yeah that sounds right…' Kazuto thought absentmindedly, enjoying the treat.
He shook his head, clearing the thought. 'It's too early to die, and I think I want to have kids in the future,' the middle-schooler sighed, wondering why his sister – er cousin – was so damn possessive of him.
He stretched his arms above his head, and then continued to walk down the street. He admired the weather; springtime in Kawagoe City was extremely nice. It wasn't too hot or cold, perfect for taking a nice walk in. He turned his head, watching a bird fly to its nest in a tree, and whistled to himself as he strolled his way down the block towards Suguha's school.
Suguha went to a girl's only middle-school, since it was extremely famous for its legendary club for a particular sport. As he approached it, he couldn't help but note the similarities in its architecture to his own school. Perhaps they had hired the same people to build it?
Kazuto walked through the front gates, wondering where he should go to find his cousin. He ignored the wide-eyed stares from the girls standing in the courtyard who probably were wondering what the hell he was doing walking around in an all-girls school. The pre-teen suddenly noticed a pair of girls walking through the courtyard; more specifically the items in their bags. Shinai and bogu!
'Legendary kendo club, hmm?' Kazuto mused, smiling to himself inwardly.
He approached the duo, preparing to ask them to direct him to the dojo. He tapped on the short brunette's shoulder.
"Hey, are you girls headed to the dojo?"
The two girls turned around and did a double take, not expecting a guy – much less a good looking one – to be there.
"Hai. Why do you ask?" the brunette asked, with a hint of pink on her cheeks.
"Well, I was wondering if I could maybe watch for a bit before practice ends?"
"Sure! Let's go!" the blonde replied, a little too eagerly, unreasonably happy that he was interested in kendo.
The pair suddenly grabbed his hands and practically dragged him towards the dojo, while he mouthed 'save me' to the onlookers.
Kazuto was finally able to break free of his captors as soon as the dojo was in sight. The dojo was a magnificent sight to behold, with sloping red roofs making it look like it was straight from much older times of Japan. It was made almost solely of bamboo, adding to the ancient Japanese feel. The school flag hung from the front of the building, and Sakura trees were planted around it.
As he walked through the main doors, the first thing that struck him was how large the indoor area was. The large expanse of hardwood floor stretched out all around him. There were several taped-off areas that marked the boundaries for matches. A few pairs of students were sparring at the moment, yells and the clack of shinai on shinai filled the air.
Kazuto strolled around the edges of the dojo, observing the sparring matches going on. 'That girl's form and technique is very good but her speed is lacking. Her opponent seems to be on a completely different level than her; the technique is flawless and her strikes are lightning fast. Perhaps it's a senior member who's teaching a younger member,' Kazuto mused, as he walked by.
A flash of short black hair caught his eye; he could recognize that hair cut anywhere. The girl in question had grown a lot since she was seven. The now eleven-year old was a head shorter than her older cousin. She was developing nicely; puberty beginning to change the cute little angel to a beautiful woman.
Suguha seemed to be in an intense match. The preteen walked over – avoiding the boundaries of the sparring matches going on – and then sat down, leaning against the wall while carefully analyzing the match in front of him.
'Sugu's form and technique is great as always. Her strikes are swift and precise as well. Her opponent seems to be almost as good as her in those aspects but in terms of strength, she outclasses Sugu. It'll be a close match,' Kazuto nodded to himself, satisfied with his observations.
The black-haired girl lunged with a cry, going for the "men" (head strike) while the blonde blocked. The blades collided.
-CLACK-
The two blades were locked, both girls struggling to push each other back. The blonde stomped, and shoved her opponent back a few feet. They stared each other down, feinting, trying to find an opening they could exploit. The tips of the bamboo blades smacked against each other as the girls felt out the other's movements.
Suguha abruptly noticed the unexpected spectator of the match out of the corner of her eye, and her guard dropped for a split second. The taller girl saw the opportunity and took it, lunging in for a "kote" (wrist strike). The distracted girl brought her guard back up a little too late, yelping in surprise. The combatants broke apart and began feeling out the defenses once again.
Suguha bereted herself in her mind, cursing her inattentiveness. She watched the shoulders and hips of her opponent, looking for an opening. The girl's shoulders turned left slightly, and Suguha took the slight movement as an opening to strike. She lunged forward with a battle cry, going for a "do" (chest strike). However, her opponent seemed prepared for the attack as she brought her shinai to the side to parry the blow, and then struck Suguha on the head with viper-like movement.
With that, the match was decided. Suguha sighed, and then walked up to the visitor who was still watching, apparently sizing up the girl who just beat her.
"Onii-chan! You made me lose!" Suguha pouted, crossing her arms while standing in front of Kazuto.
"Hey Sugu. You should know to never let your guard down or be distracted in a match," he chided, grinning. "You wanna go now?"
"Sure! Let me go tell the sensei and pack up my stuff!" she replied excitedly, before she skipped off. The blonde that she was sparring walked up to Kazuto.
"So you're Su-chan's brother?" the blonde questioned.
Kazuto looked at her in surprise, not expecting her to talk to him. She had long blonde hair, that went down to the small of her back. Her arms and legs were well-toned, most likely from the training that she did for kendo. She was slightly taller than him, and had a curious look on her face.
"Yeah, I am," Kazuto replied. "And you are...?"
"Oh, right. Where are my manners? My name is Mei!"
"Ah, nice to meet you Mei. Sugu's told me a lot about you actually, she says that you're really good at kendo. From what I saw, you are extremely good; you probably could compete and possibly win in regionals!"
"I-I'm not th-that good but I'm glad to hear that you two think so highly of me," she stuttered while blushing.
"Onii-chan!" The two turned and saw Suguha a distance away, with the sensei in tow.
The sensei was an older woman, who looked to be in her late thirties or early forties. Her brown hair was put up in a messy bun, and she wore a traditional blue robe. She was frowning slightly, looking at Kazuto with a hint of displeasure.
"Onii-chan!" Suguha repeated as she got closer, with a worried look on her face.
"What is it?" Kazuto asked, slightly confused why she would bring her sensei to him. Suguha began to speak but the sensei shot her a pointed glare, before facing Kazuto.
"What do you think you're doing here young man? The dojo is not a place to flirt with girls!"
"U-um I was here to pick up my cousin, Suguha," Kazuto spluttered, not liking the implications that the older woman was suggesting.
"Is that so? I'll have you know; I don't let my seitos leave early from practice unless if it's an emergency! Especially if they have a tournament coming up!" she turned to Suguha and continued her tirade. "And you! You of all people should be putting in the extra hours! You know that nationals are coming up next month!"
Suguha's eyes were downcast through all of this, and then she looked up at Kazuto with the cutest puppy eyes he'd ever seen. He groaned, cursing himself for the umpteenth time for being unable to ignore them.
"I respect your policies, but I think that she's had enough practice," Kazuto said. "Her form and technique are on point, and her movements are sharp and precise. The only thing that she lacks at the moment would be strength, and I don't think that more practice would really help," he explained mindlessly, oblivious to Suguha's blushing face and her sensei's rather surprised one.
"Who are you, young man? How do you know so much?" the woman asked curiously.
"My name is Kazuto Kirigaya…" Kazuto said, before stopping to take in the widened eyes of everyone in the vicinity.
"Uhhh what's wrong?" he asked pensively, not liking the looks in the eyes of the crowd of girls that had suddenly formed around him as Suguha watched on amusedly.
"You're THE Kazuto?" the crowd exclaimed.
"Yeah…? My name's Kazuto, what of it?" he said nervously, trying to edge away from the group.
"I don't believe you," the sensei said. "Why would the famous young prodigy of kendo come here?"
Kazuto felt trapped. His mind quickly analyzed all the possible escape routes. 'If I slide through that girl's legs and then start running… I would have a two second head start. No, that won't work… plus I'd look like a pervert for doing it. Maybe I could try to fight my way out? Nah… too many girls with pointy sticks. Aha! I know! I'll fight the sensei! If I prove who I am, there's a seventy-percent chance that they leave me alone after!'
"Why don't you spar with me to find out?" Kazuto said after a few moments of deliberating.
Suguha squealed suddenly, with stars in her eyes. Kazuto could barely hear her saying something about 'Onii-chan', 'sensei', and 'must-see' before his attention turned back to the older woman.
"Why not? Let's see how good you really are!" she said.
The whole dojo stopped their activities and gathered around the designated area where the sparring match was about to take place. Whispers of excitement and wonder floated around the spectators, all of them speculating who the boy was and why the sensei was about to fight him.
Kazuto walked to the middle of the arena, without a bogu. He held two shinais in his hands with a relaxed grip. He looked comfortable, still wearing his navy school uniform with his tie loosened considerably. The crowd's murmurings escalated, unused to seeing a practitioner of nito kendo.
The sensei walked into the cordoned-off area with cheers from her students. She wore a black bogu, and held her shinai to the side in one hand.
She looked at him questioningly. "Why aren't you wearing any bogu?"
"I don't need it," Kazuto replied bluntly.
The crowd gasped. Will their sensei take this insult lying down?
"We'll see about that! I'll cut your ego down a size!" she exclaimed angrily.
The two fighters bowed to each other before readying their stances. Kazuto held one shinai up above his head, with the other pointing towards his opponent. His grip was relaxed yet firm at the same time, his stance also relaxed but ready to respond in an instant.
The sensei held her shinai with both hands, point it straight in front of her in practiced familiarity. The onlookers could tell that both were veterans to the sport. Kazuto stared his opponent down, noting every single movement.
'She looks rather angry. Her movements will no doubt be swift and strong, but angry people are always predictable,' he thought, while keeping his guard up.
The other fighter began a series of extremely aggressive feints, trying to get through Kazuto's guard. He adjusted his stance to every feint, not letting any opening show. Suddenly, she lunged forward with a shout of anger, swinging her shinai like a viper towards his head with excessive force.
Kazuto brought both of his bamboo swords up in a cross, one supporting the other, before she even swung. The swords met with a resounding -CLACK-. He held her attack off effortlessly, utilizing the leverage that two swords gave when blocking.
They locked swords, trying to push each other backwards. Neither relented for a few seconds, so they backed off, going back to feeling out each other's defenses. Kazuto narrowed his eyes and started strategizing while keeping his guard up.
'From her first attack, I can tell that she is definitely angry. Expect predictable attacks. Her form and technique is perfect, but it seems that she is weaker on the left side, as she seems to be favoring it. I'll wait for her to make the next move before countering. My best bet would have to be forcing her out of bounds.' Kazuto analyzed her carefully, while keeping his eyes trained on the sensei's shoulders.
Kazuto started being more aggressive, feinting towards her left side. She slid backwards a little, trying to keep him off of her weak side. Soon, his opponent got fed up of his feints and launched forward with a barrage of attacks.
The crowd ooh-ed and ahh-ed at the ferocious display of swordsmanship. However, Kazuto seemed to block every single attack with grace, never flinching, and gave up no ground. He smirked inwardly before parrying an attack with one blade and then striking out with his other. The sensei was forced to bring her blade back quickly to block the strike, before their blades were locked again.
The two combatants struggled again, trying to push the other away. Kazuto stomped his foot and roared, making the sensei flinch for a split second. That was all that he needed before he shoved her backwards with supreme strength. She flailed, trying to keep her balance before she was forced to jump backwards, out of bounds.
The observing students were all deathly silent for a few moments, before erupting into cheers. The sensei looked at Kazuto, eyes glinting with respect.
"That was a good fight young man. I expect nothing less from last year's international champion," she said with a note of admiration tinging her words.
"Thank you. I'll be taking Sugu now before I get mobbed by your seitos. See you!" Kazuto said hurriedly, before taking off to find Suguha.
The sensei chuckled as she watched Suguha mount her brother's back before he ran out of the dojo, the crowd of girls giving chase for a little while before giving up.
The effeminate pre-teen crouched in front of Suguha, motioning her to climb onto his back. She looked around at the gathering crowd of girls – some she recognized as her classmates – and blushed before complying. The boy grabbed the back of her legs to keep her steady, and then took off on a dead sprint out of the dojo, towards the front of the school.
As the boy beneath her dashed across the dojo's laminated wood floor, Suguha looked behind her and saw some girls in the crowd trying to keep up with Kazuto. They fell farther and farther behind, until they slowed down to a stop; disappointment etched on their faces. Then she saw her sensei, who had a wry smile on her face, observing the getaway.
Suguha threw her head back and cheered, feeling the rush of the chilly air ruffling her hair as Kazuto kept up his pace. Soon, he started to slow down as he passed the rather ornate front gates of the school, panting heavily.
"Are they still chasing us?" he gasped, trying to catch his breath.
"No, you lost them a while back. They looked kind of disappointed that they couldn't have the chance to meet their idol," Suguha laughed airily, still exhilarated by their sudden flight.
Kazuto slowed down to a walk. "Do you wanna get off now?" he asked, already guessing the answer to his question.
"Nah, I like it up here," his cousin replied happily, snuggling into his back. The boy sighed, and checked his phone for the time. 6:30 PM.
"So, what did you have in mind for the rest of today?"
"Hmm… Let's go out for dinner!"
"Should we wait for mom? I think she'd enjoy it too."
"I-I was kind of h-hoping it would be just me and you…" Suguha stuttered, pressing her face into his back, trying to hide the pink on her cheeks.
"O-oh okay then. Text mom that we'll be out for dinner and I'll take you to that nice restaurant down the street. How does that sound?" Kazuto said as he looked up and down the street, letting a shiny blue hybrid car pass before crossing.
"That sounds awesome!" the girl on his back chirped excitedly, as she pulled out her phone to shoot a text to their mom.
Kazuto set Suguha down in front of the restaurant. Its name apparently was "Ogakiku Restaurant". Its side walls were made of brick, but the front and interior seemed to be made of bamboo. It was three stories tall, although quite narrow; it looked as if it was squeezed between the two buildings next to it. There were sheets of paper with kanji on them hanging from the second floor, and some flowers near the front door.
The pair walked into the restaurant, immediately liking the ambience that it had. Soft music was playing in the background, and the inside had a traditional Japanese feel to it. There was a hostess standing to the side of the door. She looked like she was in her late twenties, and had black silky hair that was shoulder length. She wore a dark blue kimono, and geta on her feet. The older woman noticed them immediately as they walked in.
"Well, hello! You two must be here on a special Valentine's day date!" she winked, causing both Kazuto and Suguha to blush.
"U-uh we're not – " Kazuto stammered, before Suguha cut him off.
"Table for two please!" the girl finished while giving her cousin a glare, daring him to say anything more.
The hostess clapped her hands. "Coming right up! Follow me please!"
The duo followed closely behind her as she expertly weaved her way through tables and waiters that were rushing around with food on their platters. She went up the stairs near the back of the room, leading them to the second floor. The woman then swept towards the front of the building, where tables were set up in front of the large windows that looked over the front of the restaurant.
"And here is your table!"
The table they were given was a cozy-looking booth, with the window next to it giving them a splendid view of the sunset.
The hostess smiled at them, "I have to say, you two make an extremely cute couple. Especially after I saw you, young man, carrying your little girlfriend on your back all the way here!"
Kazuto's face flushed in embarrassment, not wanting to say anything to anger Suguha since she was in an extremely happy mood at the moment.
Suguha smiled back at the hostess, thanking her. The older woman handed them with the restaurant's dinner menus, and left. Kazuto sat down on one side of the booth as Suguha sat down across from him.
The two each ordered a medium unagi when the waiter came around after a couple minutes. They sat back and relaxed in a comfortable silence, until Suguha started gushing over the 'epic' sparring match that she had just watched.
"Sensei is so skilled! Her last series of attacks was so amazing! But the way Onii-chan was able to block every single one was so awesome! Plus, the finish! I wish I was that good at kendo!" she enthused, going on and on about the details of the match.
"Eh. I just analyzed her approach and thought of the best way to win the fight. You could do it too! Besides, you're great at kendo as well; you're competing in the national tournament that's coming up next month!" Kazuto rebutted, trying to downplay his victory.
Suguha's already enthusiastic expression brightened even more at the mention of the upcoming tournament. "Yeah! I'm gonna win it this time! Especially if Onii-chan shows up!"
Kazuto chuckled, "Yeah, I'll be there for sure. Can't miss out on one of the biggest tournaments of your life!"
Soon, their unagi arrived, the plates put down on the table with flourish by the waiter. The freshwater eel smelled delicious, and looked just as good too. The cousins dug in, moaning at the delectable taste and fluffy texture of the eel. The rice that came with it was just as savory; moist and fluffy perfection.
A short ten minutes later, the pair leaned back again, completely satisfied with their meal.
"That was the best eel I've ever had. We should come here more often," Kazuto sighed in contentment.
Suguha blushed at the implications. Then, summoning her courage, she stood up and walked over to Kazuto's side of the booth and sat down next to him. "Yeah. Thanks for the amazing meal Onii-chan!" she said, hugging him.
The boy looked at the younger girl in surprise, before hugging her back. "Any time, Sugu."
Suguha leaned over and put her head on Kazuto's shoulder. They sat like that in their booth for a while, watching the sunset. The waiter came back around with the receipt, which Kazuto paid for with his impressively deep wallet that was a result of winning last year's international tournament.
Thirty minutes later, the sun was hidden behind the mountains in the horizon. The pre-teen dug around in his pocket and found his phone, checking the time. 9:00 PM. He got ready to go home, only to find that the girl had fallen asleep on his shoulder. Her mouth was slightly ajar, and she looked extremely cute and innocent sleeping like that.
"Sugu," Kazuto shook her shoulder a little, trying to rouse her. "It's time to go home, the restaurant is closing soon."
"Whaa…" she mumbled sleepily, lifting her head from his shoulder and rubbing her eyes.
"It's time to go home. You ready?"
"Yeah…" Suguha yawned, stretching her arms. She stood up with Kazuto and leaned on him, still feeling extremely drowsy. The boy carefully guided her down the stairs, past the now-empty tables, and back outside into the chilly night air. Suguha still wasn't standing on her own, looking as if she was going to fall asleep again.
"Ugh, if we walk like this we won't get home until it's extremely late," Kazuto sighed before crouching in front of Suguha. "I guess I'll have to carry you again."
She got onto his back for the second time in the day, immediately resting her head on his shoulder and falling asleep again.
Kazuto chuckled lightly, and started the trek home through the cool twilight.
Annnd that's it for Chapter 2 of the Prologue! That was my first time writing fluff! Leave me a review and tell me what you think! Until next time!