As Prisma was screaming while Hotaru's attack was flying at her, Hotaru watched silently, a smirk on her face. "Say goodbye, Prisma" she said as she watched the attack hit Prisma with great force, causing Prisma to fly back into a wall of the arena and slump down to the ground, her skin and clothing burned badly from the attack and bleeding very badly. The crowd was silent for a moment and then cheers went up around the arena.
Hotaru tuned around as she untransformed back into her normal clothing and faced Prince Dimando and Princess Esmeraude. They nodded, looking very impressed and Hotaru felt her heart skip a beat as she saw Prince Saffiru standing behind his brother, Dimando. She turned and walked out of the arena, heading to go to her room to change out of her clothing.
Minutes later, Hotaru sat in her room wearing her black robe and was brushing out her hair, the bathtub in the bathroom connected to her room filling with water, waiting for the tub to finish filling so she could wash away the dirt on her skin and in her hair. As she stood up to go into the bathroom, there was a knock on the door. Sighing and mumbling about how she never gets any peace, she walked over to the door and opened it.
As soon as she opened the door, Hotaru felt arms slip around her waist and she smiled, gazing up into the blue eyes of Prince Saffiru. "You did great today, my little Fire Fly." he whispered to her as he gazed into her Amethyst like eyes, kicking the door shut. She smiled at him "Arigato, My Lord" she replied. "Don't call me that.. It sounds so… formal. Call me Saffiru, my Fire Fly." he said as he held Hotaru close to him, his head resting on top of hers.
She smiled more and then lightly pulled out of his arms "I have to take a bath.. All this dirt on me is annoying." "Hmmm….. Can I come?" Saffiru asked and Hotaru smirked and shook her head. "Not this time, Saffiru" and walked into the bathroom, shutting the door and locking it behind her. She pulled the belt on her robe and the robe slide off her shoulders, down her arms, and away from her body and onto the ground. She glanced in the mirror and scowled at what the mirror reflected back at her.
She slipped into the bathtub and let herself sink up to her neck in the water, closing her eyes as she felt her muscles, which were still tense from the fight, relax. She sunk down under the water, feeling the water rush over her head and shook her head from side to side quickly, trying to knock out some of the dirt. Coming up to the surface of the water in the tub, Hotaru grabbed the shampoo and poured a very large amount onto the top of her head.
Setting the bottle back where she got it from, she put her hands on her head and rubbed the shampoo into a rich lather, working it all over her hair and scalp. She yawned as she let the shampoo sit on her head for a few minutes and started to wash the dirt off her skin with a rich lavender scented liquid soap and then splashed water onto her skin, rinsing the soap off. She then dunked her head back under the water and rubbed her head, rinsing out the shampoo from her hair.
Outside, Saffiru sat down on the bed and leaned back, looking Hotaru's room over and at the picture of the Nega Moon family on the opposite wall. Hotaru wasn't smiling in the picture, and her eyes didn't show happiness either. Hotaru, for most of her life, had lived on the Nega Moon ever since she was reborn. Saffiru and her hand grown up together basically, though Saffiru was a few years older than Hotaru was. He looked up as Hotaru came out of the bathroom tying her robe shut and he smiled at her.
Smiling back, Hotaru walked into her walk in closet and threw on a pair of pajama pants and a t-shirt, her favorite casual wear for just lounging around in her quarters of the Palace. She walked back out and sat down at her vanity table and started to run a brush through her hair. Saffiru slid off the bed and walked over to behind her, taking her brush into his hand and started to run it through her hair gently, smiling at her as she gazed at his reflection in the mirror.
"You're so beautiful, you know that Fire Fly?" Saffiru asked her as he looked at her reflection in the mirror. "Am I?" She challenged, smirking wickedly. "Yes, you are. And the way the light reflects off you're perfect gem like eyes makes you even more beautiful." He said, continuing to smile at her as he brushed out her hair. Suddenly, a knock sounded at the door and Hotaru blinked and stood up, walked over, and opened it.