The
Betrothal
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Chapter One-Bad News
"You can't make me do this!" Domon yelled at Karato. He was standing from his chair and leaning over Karato's desk, intimidating. He clenched the front of the desk with his hands. However, Karato's demeanor was unchanged. He was used to Domon'd temper. He cleared his throat before replying.
"This is not my fault. I was just told about this myself." He replied calmly. Domon continued to glare at him anyway.
"You can't tell me what to do any more yah know. And where did this stupid rule come from anyway?" Domon came back with, not as overbearing as before.
"If this is such a problem, then why don't you take it up with the Neo Hong Kong government? I am just a messenger."
"Don't think I'll buy that for a minute. You want this too, just because it'll guarantee you another win in this up coming Gundam Fight." Domon responded, still standing in front of the desk.
"Excuse me, but this is to keep peace between our colony and theirs. How can you be so selfish?" Karato returned Domon's tone.
"You've got some nerve calling me selfish, I just get things back to normal and you throw this at me. Forget it." He turned and left the office, pushing Akino out of his way in the hall. She walked into Karato's office.
"Is everything okay in here, sir?" She inquired, setting some papers in front of him. He let out a long exasperated sigh.
"It's about that fax I got earlier today. It could cause a problem." He explained.
-Three hours earlier- Domon was sitting in his kitchen looking over a list he had just put together. After starring at it for what felt like forever he let out a frustrated noise.
"What was I thinking when I offered to help Rain with this. I don't know the first thing about what's romantic." He thought to himself. He crossed out one of the locations he had written down for their honeymoon. Rain was gone for the whole day. She had been offered her own practice in a small building about fifteen minutes away. And as much work as she did, she still managed to get more planning done then he could. All he had to do was find a location but was still coming up with nothing. His mind started to wonder on anything else but the task at hand. He wondered if Rain would let him enter the 14th tournament if he wanted to, even though they would be married by then. She could always come with him like last time. And this tournament wouldn't be nearly as hectic as the last one. He looked down at his paper. 'No I don't have time for this; I need to decide on where we're going. We'll talk about the 14th tournament after all this planning is settled. He was really making an effort. He picked up the phone to make a long distance call. A cheery voice answered after it rang a couple of times.
"Hello? Chibodee?" Domon asked.
"What do you need this time, Domon?" Chibodee made it sound like Domon was interrupting something.
"Oh, did I call at a bad time?" Domon asked back. Chibodee let out a yawn.
"No, but I'm sure I know why you are calling, again." He answered. "So what is it now?"
"I just wanted to know what you thought about these ideas." He explained and began reading off his list. Chibodee had become his romance expert. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he needed help in the area.
"No no no. Those won't do at all. You have to think about where Rain would like to go. To be perfectly honest, you shouldn't pick anywhere that you went during the tournament. You're better off finding somewhere that she's never been before." Chibodee suggested.
"Yeah but if she's never been there before then how will I know she'll like it?" He pointed out. Chibodee was quiet.
"That's a good question. Maybe you should just stay there." He answered. Domon let out a quick sigh.
"You're suppose to be helping me here, Chibodee."
"Well I'm thinking. Maybe if I spent more time with Rain then I could come up with something." He joked but knew Domon wouldn't get it.
"I don't even understand why people go on honeymoons anyway. It doesn't make any sense to me." Domon brought up. Chibodee was trying hard not to laugh at him on the other end but failed miserably.
"Hey what's so funny?"
"You are. You're such a fighter it's so obvious sometimes." There was another call coming in.
"Well I gotta run, someone else is calling. I'll figure this out on my own." He ended his side of the conversation.
"Suit yourself. Another romantic trip to the Guyana highlands for training. Poor Rain." Chibodee hung up after his sly remark. Domon would never do something that bad. He'd never hear the end of it from her. He answered the other call.
"Hello?" He asked, expecting it to be Rain.
"Ah, Domon Kashuu. Just the person I wanted to talk to." Karato's voice was easy to recognize.
"Oh really. All right, what do you want?" Domon asked with an uninterested tone.
"I need you to come down to my office in about two hours or so. It's very important." He requested.
"What's it about?" Domon questioned. Karato let out a nervous laugh.
"Oh, you'll find out when you get here. Talk to you later then." He hung up quickly. Akino was standing by. She noticed how relieved he seemed to be off the phone. He slumped in his chair.
"So do you think he'll come?" She thought out loud. Karato couldn't help but smile at his success in being ambiguous.
"Yes I have no doubt he will. After all we can't have any problems between nations, now can we?" He told her.
-Two hours later- Domon was ushered into Karato's office where he took a seat in front of the desk. Karato hurried in once he knew Domon was waiting. He closed the door behind him and composed himself before taking a seat. The two of them never really did get along now that Domon thought about it. There was the whole thing during the tournament with Karato always reminding Domon why he was fighting. He also felt that Karato had known something about Ulube's motives the whole time. Although he couldn't prove that one. Domon leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. Karato was looking for something in the stack of papers on his desk. Domon didn't want to wait any longer.
"So what's this all about, Karato? I thought we had settled everything between us." He started.
"Yes well as much as I wish that were the case, there is one little problem that has come up." He remarked, suddenly finding what he needed. He cleared his throat before continuing.
"This was a fax that arrived this morning." He handed it to Domon and continued explaining.
"According to the Gundam Fight Manuel, since the sudden death of Wong, it is Neo-Japan's obligation to make sure his family is taken care of. There was suppose to be a legal transfer, declaring that our government would rule for the next four years. Although Wong didn't live to see the end of the tournament. There was an explosion at his office during the Battle Royal." The fax said almost the same thing he was saying to Domon.
"So what does that have to do with me?" He demanded placing the page back on the desk.
"Wong has one remaining family member who claims she will start a conflict between our nations unless we agree to her demands."
"And what would that be?" Domon raised an eyebrow, still not very impressed with this story nor understanding why he had anything to do with it. Karato let out a sigh before explaining.
"It was her father's final wishes that she would be betrothed to the winning fighter, whoever managed to beat Neo-Hong Kong, as long as it was suitable to her. And that is her demand." He said looking down. Domon was up immediately at that point.
"What!"
Chapter One-Bad News
"You can't make me do this!" Domon yelled at Karato. He was standing from his chair and leaning over Karato's desk, intimidating. He clenched the front of the desk with his hands. However, Karato's demeanor was unchanged. He was used to Domon'd temper. He cleared his throat before replying.
"This is not my fault. I was just told about this myself." He replied calmly. Domon continued to glare at him anyway.
"You can't tell me what to do any more yah know. And where did this stupid rule come from anyway?" Domon came back with, not as overbearing as before.
"If this is such a problem, then why don't you take it up with the Neo Hong Kong government? I am just a messenger."
"Don't think I'll buy that for a minute. You want this too, just because it'll guarantee you another win in this up coming Gundam Fight." Domon responded, still standing in front of the desk.
"Excuse me, but this is to keep peace between our colony and theirs. How can you be so selfish?" Karato returned Domon's tone.
"You've got some nerve calling me selfish, I just get things back to normal and you throw this at me. Forget it." He turned and left the office, pushing Akino out of his way in the hall. She walked into Karato's office.
"Is everything okay in here, sir?" She inquired, setting some papers in front of him. He let out a long exasperated sigh.
"It's about that fax I got earlier today. It could cause a problem." He explained.
-Three hours earlier- Domon was sitting in his kitchen looking over a list he had just put together. After starring at it for what felt like forever he let out a frustrated noise.
"What was I thinking when I offered to help Rain with this. I don't know the first thing about what's romantic." He thought to himself. He crossed out one of the locations he had written down for their honeymoon. Rain was gone for the whole day. She had been offered her own practice in a small building about fifteen minutes away. And as much work as she did, she still managed to get more planning done then he could. All he had to do was find a location but was still coming up with nothing. His mind started to wonder on anything else but the task at hand. He wondered if Rain would let him enter the 14th tournament if he wanted to, even though they would be married by then. She could always come with him like last time. And this tournament wouldn't be nearly as hectic as the last one. He looked down at his paper. 'No I don't have time for this; I need to decide on where we're going. We'll talk about the 14th tournament after all this planning is settled. He was really making an effort. He picked up the phone to make a long distance call. A cheery voice answered after it rang a couple of times.
"Hello? Chibodee?" Domon asked.
"What do you need this time, Domon?" Chibodee made it sound like Domon was interrupting something.
"Oh, did I call at a bad time?" Domon asked back. Chibodee let out a yawn.
"No, but I'm sure I know why you are calling, again." He answered. "So what is it now?"
"I just wanted to know what you thought about these ideas." He explained and began reading off his list. Chibodee had become his romance expert. As much as he didn't want to admit it, he needed help in the area.
"No no no. Those won't do at all. You have to think about where Rain would like to go. To be perfectly honest, you shouldn't pick anywhere that you went during the tournament. You're better off finding somewhere that she's never been before." Chibodee suggested.
"Yeah but if she's never been there before then how will I know she'll like it?" He pointed out. Chibodee was quiet.
"That's a good question. Maybe you should just stay there." He answered. Domon let out a quick sigh.
"You're suppose to be helping me here, Chibodee."
"Well I'm thinking. Maybe if I spent more time with Rain then I could come up with something." He joked but knew Domon wouldn't get it.
"I don't even understand why people go on honeymoons anyway. It doesn't make any sense to me." Domon brought up. Chibodee was trying hard not to laugh at him on the other end but failed miserably.
"Hey what's so funny?"
"You are. You're such a fighter it's so obvious sometimes." There was another call coming in.
"Well I gotta run, someone else is calling. I'll figure this out on my own." He ended his side of the conversation.
"Suit yourself. Another romantic trip to the Guyana highlands for training. Poor Rain." Chibodee hung up after his sly remark. Domon would never do something that bad. He'd never hear the end of it from her. He answered the other call.
"Hello?" He asked, expecting it to be Rain.
"Ah, Domon Kashuu. Just the person I wanted to talk to." Karato's voice was easy to recognize.
"Oh really. All right, what do you want?" Domon asked with an uninterested tone.
"I need you to come down to my office in about two hours or so. It's very important." He requested.
"What's it about?" Domon questioned. Karato let out a nervous laugh.
"Oh, you'll find out when you get here. Talk to you later then." He hung up quickly. Akino was standing by. She noticed how relieved he seemed to be off the phone. He slumped in his chair.
"So do you think he'll come?" She thought out loud. Karato couldn't help but smile at his success in being ambiguous.
"Yes I have no doubt he will. After all we can't have any problems between nations, now can we?" He told her.
-Two hours later- Domon was ushered into Karato's office where he took a seat in front of the desk. Karato hurried in once he knew Domon was waiting. He closed the door behind him and composed himself before taking a seat. The two of them never really did get along now that Domon thought about it. There was the whole thing during the tournament with Karato always reminding Domon why he was fighting. He also felt that Karato had known something about Ulube's motives the whole time. Although he couldn't prove that one. Domon leaned back in his chair and crossed his arms over his chest. Karato was looking for something in the stack of papers on his desk. Domon didn't want to wait any longer.
"So what's this all about, Karato? I thought we had settled everything between us." He started.
"Yes well as much as I wish that were the case, there is one little problem that has come up." He remarked, suddenly finding what he needed. He cleared his throat before continuing.
"This was a fax that arrived this morning." He handed it to Domon and continued explaining.
"According to the Gundam Fight Manuel, since the sudden death of Wong, it is Neo-Japan's obligation to make sure his family is taken care of. There was suppose to be a legal transfer, declaring that our government would rule for the next four years. Although Wong didn't live to see the end of the tournament. There was an explosion at his office during the Battle Royal." The fax said almost the same thing he was saying to Domon.
"So what does that have to do with me?" He demanded placing the page back on the desk.
"Wong has one remaining family member who claims she will start a conflict between our nations unless we agree to her demands."
"And what would that be?" Domon raised an eyebrow, still not very impressed with this story nor understanding why he had anything to do with it. Karato let out a sigh before explaining.
"It was her father's final wishes that she would be betrothed to the winning fighter, whoever managed to beat Neo-Hong Kong, as long as it was suitable to her. And that is her demand." He said looking down. Domon was up immediately at that point.
"What!"