Yasodhara

"Princess Yasodhara was the daughter of King Suppabuddha, and Pamita, sister of the Shyaka king, King Suddhodana. She was wedded to her cousin, the Shakya prince Siddhartha, in his sixteenth year when she was also sixteen years of age.

Legend has it that, for prince Siddhartha's sixteenth birthday, the King and the Queen held a beauty contest within the palace, with the main purpose of choosing the fiancee for the prince. Many beautiful women had been invited, and the princess was among them. After the banquet, all the women took part in the contest were each given a gift from the prince. However, Yasodhara was the last one to receive the gift and there was nothing left for her, so prince Siddhartha took off the pearl necklace he was wearing and gave it to her instead. And in that moment, they realised there was a connection between them, a link that was probably from the past lives.

And that, was how he chose her to be his wife."

Mu closed the book, left it aside and started thinking. It was not the first time he read the tale of Yasodhara, he had read it so many times that he could tell even the smallest detail without looking at the text. Prince Siddhartha in the story was no one other than the Great Gautama Buddha, who was said to be the preincarnation of the gentleman who was currently sleeping peacefully beside him. And Yasodraha was his wife, not in one, but in even the previous lifetimes.

Looking to his side, Mu suddenly felt angry for no reason. Shaka was still sleeping with his arms wrapping possessively around his waist, the blond's head resting on his chest, and Mu could felt very clearly his breath on his skin. In their current position, if anyone could see, they would undoubtedly say they were the happiest couple on Earth. Mu would like to think so too, but he could not, as the thought of Shaka's previous wife did not leave his mind in peace for a single moment.

He knew that getting angry about a relationship that happened in the previous lifetime was ridiculous, but he could not help it, especially when he knew that their bond was so strong and that they had been husband and wife for not only once. Shaka with another woman, husband and wife, just the thought alone could already put him on fire.

'Silly Shaka.' Mu murmured sulkily and patted Shaka on the head, secretly pouring all his anger on the blond.

'Hmmmm...' The sleeping man stirred at the impact. He rolled to the other side but did not forget to take Mu with him. After making Mu roll over to the side, he tightened his grip even more while unconsciously murmured the Aries's name in his sleep.

That made Mu even more irritated. The Aries ended up pushing his lover really hard, completely got free of his embrace.

'What is that?' Shaka muttered sleepily as he was suddenly kicked out of the bed.

'I'm not a pillow, Shaka.' Mu replied coldly. He turned his back to Shaka and grabbed a pillow nearby, decided to replace Shaka with it.

'Oh, did I hurt you while sleeping?' The blond climbed onto the bed and wrapped his arms around his lover again. He pulled Mu into a tight embrace then started kissing the back of his neck.

'No, Shaka, don't!' Mu resisted. He startled at the touch on his sensitive area and was now struggling to escape Shaka's hug.

'Don't what? Don't let go of you? Oh, I certainly will not.' Shaka teased between the kisses. He now had his hand slipped under Mu's shirt and started to play with his chest.

'I said, no!' After several failed attempts, Mu had no other choices but hitting Shaka with his elbow. Not hard, but enough to make the blond stop whatever he was doing.

'Ouch!' Shaka cried in surprise. He was not that hurt, but he never expected Mu to act this way. 'What happened, Mu?'

'I already said I did not want it.'

Shaka frowned slightly at Mu's words. Just a few hours ago, they were cuddling and kissing and now he woke up and Mu said he did not want his touch. 'What happened, Mu?' He asked again with a serious tone.

The Aries felt a bit remorseful for his act, his did not look at his lover in the eyes, just quietly said. 'It was nothing, I'm sorry.'

Shaka obviously did not believe his words. Looking around, immediately the book Mu left aside minutes ago caught his attention. He took the book, opened the page Mu had marked and skimmed the text, then instantly understood what happened.

'So Yasodhara, that's why?'

The sound of that name coming from Shaka's mouth caused Mu to startle. Still refused to turn around, he asked shyly. 'You... remember her?'

'I do, I remember my past lives.' Shaka answered calmly.

The reply infuriated Mu, nonetheless, the anger quickly turned into sadness. 'So, why are you still here with me?'

'My sweet Aries,' Shaka approached Mu and hugged him again. 'Are you jealous?'

'I'm not.' Mu replied in an instant, but soon he was with the sad tone again. 'What if she also reincarnated and will come to find you one day?'

'What do you think I will do?'

'I don't know...' Mu whispered. 'Will you... leave?'

'Leave what?' Shaka chuckled. He used his strength to make Mu turn around and face him. Looking at his sad face, he said. 'Are you thinking that I will leave you?'

Mu did not say anything, but the look in his eyes was the clear answer for it.

Shaka, being unable to refrain himself, crushed him in his arm while laughing out loud. 'Oh my sweet Mu.' He said. 'It's so adorable of you to get jealous of your own past self.'

[One day left]