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ps, I apologize in advance for all of the time skips. :p
I stood in front of room 317 before lightly knocking on the door. after a few seconds the door opened and izumo stood looking down at me.
"oh hey rose, welcome back." he said with a smile. "don't just stand there, come in."
he pulled me into the apartment, where an amazing aroma lingered in the air. I was surprised to see yata in the kitchen cooking something while wearing an apron.
"yata I didn't know you cooked." I teased while sitting down on the couch. he ignored me while izumo sat down next to me and handed me a drink. I'm sure yata was mad at me for ditching him the other day, but if he just knew what I've been through and why I went through it then maybe he would understand. but it was too risky; his feelings for me would change into pity and treat me like a victim. I'm a survivor, and I won't let simple things hurt me. I took a sip of the drink and immediately spit it out while coughing.
"what was that?!" I asked while holding my throat. i
zumo smiled and replied, "everclear grain vodka. delicious isn't it?" I felt my throat burning as I tried to yell at him while yata curiously watched from the kitchen.
"I think you're suppose to mix it with orange juice or something before drinking it." he said to izumo before focusing back on his cooking.
izumo quickly looked at the bottle, "ah yes, you're right. I'll do that next time." he said while setting it back down. so much for not letting simple things hurt me. I covered my mouth in order to stop coughing while izumo pulled out an envelope from the inside of his coat.
"for the green king." he said as he held it out for me. I raised an eyebrow while taking it from him.
"it was mailed here yesterday." he said as I opened it, revealing a slightly golden piece of paper that read:
"dear rosetta, I have recently been informed of your sudden reappearance and would like to invite you to a small ball-like event to discuss certain matters. I will also be inviting the other three kings and a small amount of their clansmen. this will be a formal and professional matter with no violence prohibited or tolerated. bringing a guest is optional as well as recommended. it will be held on thursday, august 20th, at 7 pm. transportation will be arranged. see you there. -Kokujyouji Daikaku."
I sat there re-reading it over and over again before throwing it to the side.
"what the hell does he mean by sudden reappearance?" i sighed. how would anyone other than the guys know about my regained memories? izumo was now reading the letter as yata placed his apron on a hook beside the stove. he walked over and stood behind izumo before stealing it from him.
"I volunteer to escort you." izumo said proudly while placing a hand on my shoulder.
yata gave him a look before reading the paper.
"what certain matters? what's he talking about rose?" yata asked while looking over at me.
"I have no idea, honestly. I haven't talked to him in at least four years... but I'm not going anyways." I replied.
izumo let out a sad sigh before standing up. "well, I have to head out for a bit, I'll be back sometime tomorrow yata." the apartment grew quiet as he shut the door behind him. yata silently went back to the kitchen to check on his food.
"so what are you cooking?" I asked him with a smile.
"beef and barley stew." he replied while stirring it. "why aren't you going? what if he has something important to say?"
I rolled my eyes. "if he had something important to say then he wouldn't have wanted to say it at some stupid ball. besides, I hate dresses."
it was quite for a minute and the only sound I could hear was the stew boiling. tora's favorite thing to eat was stew, and we would have it on special occasions. I never really explained how she had betrayed me. it was pretty simple really; after she had all of my trust and respect, she decided to fight against me by joining the faceless. why would she do that to me after I gave her everything that I had? no idea.
yata tapped my shoulder as he sat beside me. "what's wrong?"
I sat in silence for a minute before lying down and placing my head on his lap.
"have you ever been betrayed?" I asked while looking up at him. "betrayed by the one person you thought you could trust with your life..."
he gently placed his hand over my mouth. "talking about that stuff only brings up bad memories." I looked at him for a second before moving his hand away.
"I only have bad memories." I sighed as he leaned over, leaving only a few inches between us.
"forget about them." he whispered before gently placing his lips on mine.
"fine." I said as he sat up again. "I'll go to the stupid ball... but only if you take me. and that means you have to wear a fancy tuxedo." I smirked. he looked down at me then covered my mouth again.
"izumo was the one who volunteered for that, not me." I rolled my eyes and sat up.
"how else am I suppose to forget about all of my bad memories?" I asked mockingly. "and besides, I kind of want to hear what he has to say."
"I thought you hated dresses." he said while raising an eyebrow.
I sighed then hugged him tightly, "if you go with me I'll love you forever."
a light blush formed on his face as I hugged him tighter, waiting for his response.
"b-bribing me is pretty low.. but fine..."
I quickly kissed his cheek and stood up, holding a hand out for him. "well considering that its tomorrow, we should probably go buy your fancy tux right now." I teased. he grabbed my hand before I pulled him out the door, leaving the stew boiling on the stove.
it wasn't that I just wanted to hear what the gold kind had to say, it was that the whole thing seemed a bit suspicious and too planned out. but even if I was wrong, I'd still be able to see yata all dressed up.
time skip...
he looked absolutely adorable and miserable with a tux on.
"this is the last one I'm trying on." he said with an irritated tone to his voice while walking back into the changing room with a different one. I had been making him try on nearly identical black tux's just to make him mad, but they all looked perfect on him. he came back out wearing the same looking black tux then crossed his arms.
"can we go now?" he asked desperately. I shook my head then smiled.
"nope. I still need to try my dress on." I stood up and straightened his bow tie while he looked away blushing.
"f-fine." he stuttered before sitting down on a bench.
I walked into the changing room while carrying a long black dress with a rose attached over the right breast. I slipped it on and put on the matching gloves; they were black and came up to my elbows. the dress was tight on my waist and chest but kind of loose past my hips. it was strapless and had a line of ruffles across the chest area, and the back was low-cut. I walked out and soon understood why yata looked so miserable; this was embarrassing. his bored face turned flustered as he looked at me with wide eyes, then looked away while blushing again.
"l-looks nice. c-can we go now..?" he asked.
I rolled my eyes and shut the dressing room's door.
time skip...
"...your fault." yata pouted while looking down at his stew; it had boiled over while we were gone. I walked over and looked down at it.
"it had so much potential..." I sighed while grabbing the spoon out of it. I waved it around in the air before running it down the side of his face, leaving a trail of redish liquid on his cheek. he stood for a moment in shock before wiping it off with his hand.
"i think you want to start a food fight, rose." he said with a grin. before I knew it he had a handful of soup in each of his hands, then rubbed them onto my face and chest. I gasped as I felt it run down my face and the inside of my shirt.
"yata I'm going to kill you.." I mumbled while glarring at him.
I grabbed the whole pot while he ran to the living room and yelled, "you know kama hates stains on the rugs!"
I continued to walk towards him while he backed up into a wall, then held it up over his head. he suddenly grabbed the pot and tipped it backwards onto me, soaking my head and shoulders. I stood in silence as I glared at him.
"dick move." i mumbled angrily.
he placed the empty pot over my head and walked away, mocking me by singing, "I beat the king!" over and over again. I bent over and freed my head from the metal, then quickly jumped onto his back.
"you haven't beaten me yet!" I laughed as his back and shoulders grew wet. he walked towards the couch then layed down on top of me.
"kama's going to kill us." he laughed as I tried to push him off of me. I gave up and rubbed the soup from my eyes.
"you're the one who spilled it." i teased.
I felt him turn over and opened my eyes; he was hovering over me while holding my arms above my head. I felt my heart pound and my face grow hot as he lowered his head, then licked my neck.
"you taste good this time." he whispered before kissing me.
the next morning...
I opened my eyes to see kama angrily looking down at me while crossing his arms. yata was still laying on top of me while sleeping. my face and arms felt sticky as I slid out from underneath him, then looked up at kama.
"we had a food fight. anyways, what time is it?" I asked noticing the mess we made.
"you and yata are cleaning this mess up right now." he paused, "and its eight in the morning."
I shook my head and stood up while stretching. "no way. I'm not cleaning anything." I looked over at yata before shaking him awake. "kama said to clean your mess." I fibbed.
"both of you. clean it. now." he said seriously while pointing at the mess. yata shook his head while sitting up.
"no way in hell, you do it."
I could see kama growing irritated. "you two are going to clean it!" he nearly shouted. me and yata both looked at each other, then started laughing.
"you're funny." I said sarcastically while looking through a bag of clothes I bought yesterday. "I'm taking a quick shower." I said while walking towards the bathroom.
"yea, I'm going with her." I heard yata say behind me. I quickly turned around and glared at him.
"just kidding.." he reassured me before pulling off his damp shirt.
time skip...
I got out of the shower and threw on some sweatpants and a T-shirt, then brushed my hair and put it into a ponytail. I sighed and realized how lazy my outfits were.
"the bum king." I said while looking into the mirror; making myself laugh.
my pale skin and the bathroom's lighting emphasized my large light green eyes. they weren't originally green, a strange medicine I was given turned them from brown to green. I lightly touched underneath one of them, trying to remember where dr. blind had placed the needle for it; but I couldn't. I walked out of the bathroom to see kama cleaning the mess we made while yata played videogames shirtless.
"put a shirt on, whore." I teased while stealing the controller from him. his eyes filled with lust as he stared at me, then leaned close and about to kiss me, but kama interrupted him.
"you're both whores. can you make out later? its bad enough I gotta clean up after you..."
yata sat back and blushed. "s-shut up.." he mumbled angrily while watching me play.
we stayed like this for at least half an hour before he started sabotaging my game.
"yata stop it!" I laughed while he threw pieces of bacon at me. kama had left to meet up with his buddies so yata made breakfast.
"come on rose, you need to eat breakfast.." he teased while throwing another piece.
I liked this side of him; funny and playful. it was adorable, and when he would suddenly go back to being shy it was even more adorable.
"wow, good job." he said sarcastically as the TV's screen showed the words: game over.
"you made me mess up." I scoffed while crossing my arms. "if I bugged you while you played, you wouldn't do any better."
he grabbed the paddle out of my hands and started playing. "well I like it when you bug me." he smirked while looking at me out of the corner of his eye.
"well now I won't." I protested while turning my head to the side. we wasted the rest of the day like this; playing video games, eating junk food and teasing each other.
I almost forgot that we had a ball to go to, and it was already six seventeen.
"yata..!" I gasped while looking at the clock. "we have to leave soon."
he shrugged and placed another chip into his mouth. "but we're having such a good time." he pouted. "let's not go. let's just stay here."
I stood up and crossed my arms. "yata don't make me dress you myself."
his face turned red at my threat. "o-okay I'm going, I'm going..." he said quickly while walking towards his room.
I sighed and grabbed a small bag containing my dress and shoes then headed to the bathroom. i quickly changed into my dress, did my makeup and curled my hair; putting it half up half down. the curls framed my face perfectly, and I felt extremely girly while looking into the mirror again. I walked out and stood still in embarrassment.
"took you long enough." yata teased while tying one of his shoes. he looked up at me when he finished, then stared for a minute in shock before turning red.
"l-lets go.." he stuttered nervously before holding a hand out for me.