Warning: AU, pseudo-Historical Romance, Ran/Ken.
Author's Note: To anyone who likes Schreient please allow me to apologize in advance, but I couldn't help it!
Disclaimer: Weiss belongs to Takehito Koyasu and Project Weiss.
Tell Him That it Wasn't Love
Chapter Nine
Once they were out on the open road Ken's enthusiasm reached monstrous proportions. He had questions or comments about everything. Going through the village caused some memories to stir from the back of his mind, and he shared them excitedly.
Prince Yohji noted with some amusement that they had fallen back into their riding pattern from the fishing trip. Omi riding up front with Ken, patiently answering his hundreds of questions, and Ran silently riding in back beside the Prince. He glanced sideways at his cousin. Ran sat straight in the saddle, his eyes watching the chattering young men ahead of them. Although his mourning clothes were gone his expressionless mask was back in place. Yohji quirked an interested eyebrow.
"So, Cousin," he said. "I see you've made a wardrobe change."
"Aa."
"May I be so bold as to enquire what inspired such a change?"
"A year is long enough to mourn."
"I agree. I might even suggest a bit excessive," Yohji said seriously then watched for a crack in the mask.
"Aa."
The Prince sniffed and looked at Ran fully.
"Then you are finally over Richard?" he asked directly.
"Does anyone ever truly recover from the loss of their first love, Cousin?" Ran asked meeting his eyes.
The Prince stiffened and turned away scowling.
"I thought not," Ran said quietly. "But, perhaps, one becomes aware that life is going on around them, and that they would be fools to ignore it."
Yohji's scowl softened and he looked to Ran once again only to find his cousin facing forward, mask still in place. He nodded with a slight smile.
"Welcome back," he said.
* * *
The journey to Town took two and a half days. Ken's estate extended ten miles past the village then the road became the dividing line between two other estates. They stayed the nights in inns and Ken practiced his etiquette. Yohji deemed him passable if they didn't have too many people to deal with at once.
By noon on the third day they road in through the city gates. Ken stared around him in abject fascination. He'd never seen so many people doing such a variety of things. He completely forgot how rude it was to stare, and he smiled and waved at anyone who smiled and waved at him. Before long Yohji and Ran were flanking him protectively while Omi retained the lead.
"You are calling too much attention to yourself, Cousin Ken," the Prince cautioned.
"What?" asked Ken, wide eyed.
"It isn't safe to attract too much attention."
"Why?"
"He means you make yourself a target by revealing your naivete," Ran said quietly.
"Do you mean people will come after me because they can tell I'm new here?"
"Aa."
"What, to rob me?"
"Or worse," Yohji said. "This is a city, Ken. With a city's delights and a city's dangers."
"Then how am I supposed to see everything?" Ken asked annoyed.
"You can look around, but don't look so excited," Yohji said.
"And don't wave at anyone," Ran put in.
Ken sighed in exasperation, but followed their advice. It wasn't long before he noticed the scenery changing from markets and shops to residences. As they continued the residences grew larger and grander. Some even had rows of trees between them, and bits of yard could be seen in the backs. These gave way to grander homes surrounded by yards and stone fences with gates and drives almost like his own manor. They turned down a side lane and entered one.
"Is this the palace?" Ken asked.
"No," Yohji chuckled. "This is my father's house in Town. He has invited us to stay with him while we are here since neither of us own property in Town. We shall announce your presence to the King tomorrow, and wait for an invitation."
"Oh."
They rode up to the front entrance where they were met by three male servants. Two took their horses in hand while the other undid their bags.
Yohji ignored them and approached the door. A butler bowed them into the great hall which sported a grand staircase, several doors to other rooms and two hallways extending toward the back of the house.
Ken looked around in awe. His own home was large on the outside, but cosy inside. This house seemed to bring the grandness in and put it on display.
A sudden commotion drew their eyes to the landing. A wisp of a girl, of about fives years of age with long black hair, came pelting down the stairs and threw herself at Yohji. He pale cheeks were stained pink from her flight, and shown against the white of her long dress.
"Pa-pa!" she cried, wrapping her small arms around his neck.
Yohji laughed aloud. He scooped her up and spun around with her in his arms.
"And how have you been, my little lamb?" he asked laughing.
"Not very well," she said pouting prettily. "You said you would write once a month, and its been seven weeks since your last letter."
"Well, I do apologize, but I ran into some rather pressing business," he said earnestly. "I believe, however, that if you put your hand into my left waistcoat pocket you may come across just what you've been missing."
The little girl smiled slyly and reached into said pocket. She giggled, pulling forth a folded letter.
"You see? I did write, but I didn't have a chance to send it. Now, come say hello to your cousins and Omi."
He set her down and turned her to face Ran, Omi, and a rather surprised Ken. She held her hand out to Ran who bowed severely and kissed it.
"You are looking well, Lady Asuka," he said.
"As are you, Cousin. Welcome," she curtsied just as seriously, then turned to Omi. "Did you take good care of him like you promised?"
"I did, my lady," Omi said bowing.
She curtsied to him as well. Yohji motioned Ken forward. He looked down at the little girl, blinking in astonishment.
"Asuka, my love, this is your cousin, Duke Hidaka or Ken," Yohji said. "Ken, this is my daughter, Asuka. It was Ken that needed my help so desperately."
The two looked at each other. Ken had the distinct impression that the little girl was sizing him up.
"Don't you have a proper post where you live?" she asked at last.
"I don't know," he answered.
"Why not?"
"I've never had to send anything anywhere."
She thought about that for a minute, then curtsied.
"I forgive you," she said. "Welcome."
"Thank you," replied Ken bowing.
"Asuka," Yohji said taking her hand and glancing around, "where are the aunties?"
"They're hiding. They said you didn't write them once, and so they are punishing you."
"Didn't you give them my regards as I asked you to?"
"They said it wasn't the same as getting an actual letter."
"I can see I've got more apologies to make," the prince chuckled.
"I would suggest buying treats," Asuka said. "That should settle it."
Yohji chuckled fondly.
They had been moving steadily along the corridor to the right of the stairs, but paused as they came to a large door and knocked.
"Come," called a female voice from within.
The little group entered a sitting room that dwarfed the sun room on Ken's estate. Sitting in a chair by an open window flooded with sunlight was a woman with honey colored hair. She was dressed very finely, and was working some needle point which she set aside as soon as they entered.
"Pa-pa has arrived at last, Grandma-ma!" Asuka cried.
"So I see, my dear," the woman replied rising from her seat with a smile. She held her hands out to Yohji who released Asuka and went to her. He clasped her hands and kissed her on both cheeks. "You naughty boy. You neglected to send word when you would be arriving. So your Pa-pa has gone to Court, and there is none but us to greet you."
"Dear, Ma-ma Colette," he smiled in return. "You know Ran prefers to arrive without ceremony."
Yohji stepped aside and the grand duchess turned to Ran. She studied him for a moment before smiling softly and offering him her hands. He took them and kissed her as Yohji had. She looked into his eyes.
"Yes, you are much improved. The trip was a good idea," she said softly before stepping back to take in his attire once more. "Yes, much improved. I had a letter yesterday from my dear cousin enquiring if I'd seen anything of you. Now I may write her back. Did Omi give you the letter she sent? I'm sure she would be pleased to hear from you."
"Yes, Aunt."
"Good boy." She turned her smile on Omi and ruffled his hair. "Clever Omi, returned as well. I expect you had an easier time keeping these two out of trouble out in the wilderness?"
"Yes, your grace."
"Excellent." She turned to Ken and smiled her dazzling smile. He felt a wave of good cheer wash over him. She reached forward and he clasped her hands without thought. "And you must be our dear cousin, Ken. You are welcome. I regret to tell you that I never had the chance to meet your dear, sweet mother. But I hope you will come to feel as at home here as she did when my predecessor, Yohji's mother, was alive."
"Th-thank you," he stammered. She smiled again and released his hands. He was surprised at how young she appeared to be. She didn't seem to be much older than Yohji except in manner. She certainly wasn't old enough to be someone's grandmother, if even in name.
"Well, you've missed luncheon, and an hour to tea. I suppose we could have cook scare you up something." The Grand Duchess resumed her seat in the sun and motioned to several chairs arranged near her's.
Yohji led them over and except for Omi they sat. He stood behind Ran's chair. Ken glanced at him in confusion. Omi smirked and winked at him, and motioned with his chin that Ken should turn around and face the room.
"Asuka, my dear, would you like to summon Fitzy?" the grand duchess asked.
"Yes, Grandma-ma," the child curtsied, crossed the room to a bell pull by the door, and yanked on it.
A few minutes later a maid arrived. The grand duchess requested a platter of luncheon left overs be brought. Soon the food arrived and they began eating, except Ken. He looked around again.
"What about Omi?" he asked.
Yohji choked on his wine. "Ken...," he began.
"Oh, of course," Grand Duchess Kudou laughed. "How silly of me. Omi, please sit. You must be famished."
Omi blinked in surprise before bowing and coming around to join them at the table containing the platter. Yohji smiled an apology at his stepmother and Ken's frown deepened. He looked to Ran for explanation, but Ran only smiled at him with something like pride. Ken gave up and ate.
After their meal they excused themselves to the Grand Duchess. Asuka dragged Yohji off to attempt an apology to "the aunties". Omi, Ran, and Ken found themselves in the garden.
"Ken," Omi began, "I appreciate what you did, but-"
"What did I do?"
"You inadvertently embarrassed the Grand Duchess into allowing me, a servant, to eat at table with you, the nobility," he explained.
"But you've been eating with us everywhere else," Ken said.
"Yes, but here its different. Here we conform to social expectations. Remember? Protocol?" Omi asked.
"You said at the palace, balls, dinners-" Ken began counting them on his fingers.
"Let's just say anywhere in Town, okay?" interrupted Omi rolling his eyes.
Ran smiled.
"Its alright, Omi. I'm sure Aunt Colette doesn't mind," he said quietly.
"Well, I mind. That was embarrassing."
"Sorry, Omi," Ken said sighing in exasperation.
Omi smiled and patted him on the back.
"So, Yohji is married?" Ken asked.
Omi cleared his throat.
"No," answered Ran.
When nobody said anything else Ken shrugged. "Oh."
"Yohji's family is...interesting," Omi began after a lengthy pause. "Two years after his mother died his father remarried. He'd fallen in love with Colette Dubeau, younger daughter of Earl DuBeau. The Grand Duchess is actually only Yohji's senior by two years, but she's perfect for the Grand Duke."
"So, who are "the auties" he has to apologize to?" Ken asked.
"His three younger sisters," Omi couldn't hold back a smile. "Poor Yohji, always surrounded by women!"
"He doesn't mind," put in Ran.
"True."
"So, Asuka lives here then?" Ken asked. "What about her mother?"
"She's dead," Ran said.
"Please don't mention her to Yohji," Omi asked.
"Okay...I won't." Ken was beginning to realize just how much about his cousin, and his new friends, he didn't yet know. It made him curious, but he thought he'd better keep it to himself. He didn't want to say the wrong thing again and embarrass or upset them. Unfortunately, he wasn't sure whether he could truly avoid it.
Yohji and Asuka joined them not too much later as they were admiring a pond full of brightly patterned orange and white fish.
"Ah, you've discovered the koi pond," the Prince said. "My father had it installed last spring for Colette."
"Grandma-ma likes to feed them," informed Asuka.
"How do they taste?" Ken asked scandalizing the child. Yohji and Omi laughed.
"You don't eat them!" she cried. "You look at them."
"That's all?" Ken asked scandalized in return. "You just look at them and feed them?"
Asuka nodded gravely.
"Not very useful are they?" Ken asked taking another look in the pond. He did have to admit that the fish were pretty. Their movements were smooth and soothing to watch.
Asuka yanked on Yohji's sleeve until he squatted down beside her. She leaned into his ear.
"Cousin Ken is very strange," she whispered loudly.
Yohji chuckled.
"He's from a farm. Everything in the city is new to him, so its important that you be very helpful," the Prince whispered back.
"Okay, Pa-pa," whispered Asuka.
She turned back to the others who were pretending not to hear.
"Don't worry, Cousin Ken. I shall help you."
"Thanks, Asuka," Ken said smiling.
Suddenly she looked past him and her eyes widened in delight.
"Grandpa-pa!"
They all turned around to face the house. Bustling across the yard was a tall gentleman with a slightly paunchy stomach. As he drew nearer he waved, and Ken could tell he was sporting a wig. By the time he reached them he was huffing and puffing through a red face which looked nothing like Yohji's, except for his eyes. Where the prince was lean and angular the grand duke was round and soft. None of the prince's charm and charisma were present, but Ken felt the same wave of good cheer he'd felt with the Grand Duchess.
"Oh, my boys, my boys! You've come back to us at last!" he cried when he finally reached them.
Yohji took his arm in support, and his father tried to take several deep breaths. When he regained his composure, and lost a bit of color, he straightened.
"Ah, never was I so glad to arrive home early for tea!" He said jovially. "Colette sent me straight to you. I'm so very pleased to have you home."
Ken wondered if the Grand Duke would burst into tears. He seemed much too overcome with emotion, but he realized that it was all joy as the Grand Duke smiled around at everyone.
"Ah, Asuka, aren't you pleased to have your Pa-pa home?"
"Yes. He brought me my missing letter."
"There, you see? Now didn't I tell you my son would not fail such a deserving young lady? You should trust your Grandpa-pa."
Asuka giggled as the Grand Duke touched the tip of her nose with his index finger.
"And have the Aunties forgiven him?"
"Not yet," she replied solemnly.
The Grand Duke faced his son and waggled his finger.
"Ah, son, now you see? You can not live in a house full of women and write letters to only one of them."
"So, I have learned, father," said Yohji laughing.
Ken watched the exchange in astonishment. He was even more surprised when Yohji and his father embraced fiercely, and the Grand Duke admitted tenderly that he had missed his son's company. Ken had never seen anyone, let alone a man, be so openly affectionate. He felt a pang of longing.
The Grand Duke hugged Ran next, complementing him on his change of dress, and Omi after, saying he was sure "the boy" had grown a foot. Then he turned to face Ken who fidgeted with his sleeves. The Grand Duke's eyes widened in surprise and he gently reached forward to lift Ken's chin.
"Ah, yes, my boy," he said softly. "You are the very image of your mother. I feel I would know you anywhere."
"A pity I did not," Yohji said wryly.
"You were very young, and very naughty," said the Grand Duke. "It wouldn't surprise me a bit if you only remembered the tanning I gave you."
Ken's eyes widened as he tried to picture the kind and jovial Grand Duke spanking the Prince. Asuka giggled. The Grand Duke redirected his attention back to Ken and smiled kindly.
"My boy, you should've come here to me, but alas I was wallowing in a most dark grief, and I failed you. For that I am truly sorry. But now you are come, and you are welcome. Let our home be your home."
Before Ken could react the Grand Duke pulled him into a hug which, after a moment, Ken returned.
"Thank you, sir," he said into the Grand Duke's shoulder. "I mean, your Grace."
"Oh, none of that now," harumphed the older man releasing him. "I am your Uncle Sakajo and my wife your Aunt Colette."
Ken nodded and the Grand Duke beamed.
"Now, let's have tea out on the lawn, shall we?"
The Grand Duke took Ken's arm, and Asuka's hand, and led them back toward the house.
"He thought you could eat the koi," Asuka said.
"Did he? Well, I have thought, upon occasion, that they did look tasty," the Grand Duke stated.
"Grandpa-pa!" giggled Asuka.
Yohji and Omi followed chuckling. Ran smiled contentedly and brought up the rear.
* * *
At tea Ken apologized to the Grand Duchess, but she waved it off and insisted that he was right. Despite Omi's protests he was informed that he was now a apart of the family, and was made to join them.
The Grand Duke and Duchess, despite their age difference, obviously loved each other dearly. They bantered throughout tea. Ken marveled at them while the others were vastly entertained.
When tea was nearly half over three little girls in white dresses much like Asuka's joined them. Two of them seemed to be the same age, and held hands. They didn't look a like however. One resembled the Grand Duke and had dark hair while the other looked like their mother and had the same honey colored locks. They were introduced as Hel and Schon. The third, Tot, was the youngest and hid behind her sisters. She had large eyes and hair that looked almost blue. All three snubbed Yohji, but allowed Ran to kiss their hands and Omi to bow to them. They admitted to being very pleased to meet Ken, and curtsied to him politely before taking their seats at the table. Asuka immediately whispered loudly to them about Ken wanting to eat the koi, and that he lived on a farm.
"Asuka, whispering is rude, and Ken can hear you, my dear."
"Sorry, Grandma-ma."
"Don't apologize to me," the Grand Duchess said nodding toward Ken.
"I'm sorry, Cousin Ken."
"That's all right," he smiled. "On the estate the only fish we have are in ponds and lakes for fishing. But the koi are very pretty."
"I enjoy feeding them," said the Grand Duchess with a smile. "I swear they come right over as soon as they see me. They are greedy little things."
"I bet they taste like sherbert," announced Schon.
"What?" asked Hel. "Why?"
"Because they look like sherbert."
"I like...sherbert," Tot said smiling shyly.
"Do you like sherbert?" Asuka asked turning to Ken.
"Umm...what is it?"
The four little girls mouths fell open, and their eyes got very wide.
"You mean, you've never had it?" Asuka cried, astonished.
Ken shook his head while the other adults exchanged amused smiles. Asuka turned to her aunties and blinked. The Aunties looked at each other and nodded.
"My dearest brother," Hel addressed Yohji in a very imperious manner. He wiped the smile off his face, and changed his demeanor instantly to sober attention. "My sisters and I have decided to forgive you."
"That is very kind of you, my darling sister," he replied.
"But you haven't heard the condition yet!" cried Schon.
"So sorry. Please, name your condition."
"We shall forgive you," Hel continued, "on the condition that you acquire some sherbert so that Cousin Ken may try it."
Yohji gripped his chin and thought hard. The table waited in anticipation.
"Agreed!" the Prince cried suddenly and slapped the table.
"Hurrah!" cried his father, clapping.
"Thank goodness that's over with," said the Grand Duchess with a broad grin. "One simply can't tolerate tension within the family."
Ken felt dizzy. He hadn't experienced more than a handful of teas, but this was by far the strangest. He looked around the table at the laughing, smiling faces. Even Omi was at ease despite his earlier embarrassment. These people obviously enjoyed being together, and he hoped he would someday feel like he really belonged with them.
He caught Ran watching him and smiled. The red-head returned it before looking away. Ken had noticed the return of the emotionless mask, but hadn't thought too much about it. Since Ran had abandoned the dark clothes of mourning he didn't feel right about asking for more. That was a large step, but Ken missed the stoic man's laugh and the twinkle in his eyes. He knew if he was patient they would come back. He just had to wait.
The rest of the afternoon passed quickly. Asuka and the Aunties insisted on giving him a grand tour. Unfortunately it began and ended in their school room. They had a number of toys and games they showed off with pride. They showed Ken examples of their writing, reviewed what they'd been studying lately, and gave a full account of the flaws with their Nurse. Her name was Nurse Strand, but they insisted on calling her Nurse Bland. Ken knew he shouldn't, but he laughed out loud which endeared him to his young cousins.
Omi rescued him with the excuse of having to get ready for dinner. Ken was relieved until he found that it wasn't an excuse. In Town all meal times followed those observed by the Court. Breakfast at ten, luncheon at eleven thirty or noon, tea at two, dinner at three, and supper at ten or eleven at night. It was almost time for dinner, the largest meal of the day, and as custom dictated, they had to change.
Omi showed Ken to his room which was in the opposite wing from the girls' and the Grand Duke and Duchess. Yohji and Ran had their rooms in this wing as well, just down the hall from Ken's. The rest of the second floor was made up of guest rooms, and back stairs and halls for the servants to use.
Unlike his estate, the Grand Duke and Duchess's home was fully staffed and prepared to house up to fifteen guests at a time. Ken had already seen more servants than he thought he could remember. He felt some guilt about that, but wasn't sure what he could do about it.
Omi chose clothes for him and laid them out before leaving for his own room. He suggested rather strongly that Ken also wash up. The Duke took his advice, and half an hour later was clean and changed when Ran knocked on his door.
Ran led him to the family dining room which was used when only the family were present. There was, he informed Ken, a formal dining room for company. He also mentioned that children wouldn't normally be present at tea, or indeed any meals. But if there was no company present the Grand Duke and Duchess enjoyed the company of their children, and granddaughter.
Dinner was another jolly affair, and lasted at least two hours at table. There was more food served than Ken had ever seen in his life. The meal was capped by the appearance of orange sherbert, which Ken tried and admitted to liking. The Aunties forgave their dear brother, and the family adjourned to the drawing room.
For the next three hours they occupied themselves with games of cards, reading, conversation, and the little ladies showed Ken what tunes they could play on the spinnet. Ran explained that had there been company the men would've remained at table drinking wine and discussing pertinent issues, while the ladies adjourned to the drawing room. At seven tea, cakes, and more sherbert were served in the drawing room before the girls departed for the night.
Once the little ladies were off to their rooms the Grand Duke and Duchess suggested a trip out to their favorite pleasure garden. There was a quartet there that they were fond of, as well as a recently done over walkway leading through a park. According to the Grand Duchess the views were spectacular after dark since they were lit with decorative lanterns, and were not to be missed. So, the coach was sent for and off they went.
Ken sat between the Grand Duke and Duchess and across from Yohji, Ran and Omi. The Grand Duke delighted in pointing out local sights, and filling Yohji and Ran in on updates or changes made while they were away.
Ken endeavored not to look too excited about all the sights, but he had to admit to a certain amount of enthusiasm. The ride, his first in a carriage, and the pleasure garden proved to be equally enjoyable. The evening ended with supper back at the house at eleven. By this time Ken was utterly exhausted. The excitement of arrival, the sights and sounds of Town, the strange dinner times, and the late hour combined to do him in. It was all he could do to remain awake during the three courses of the meal. His hosts noticed his state and suggested an early bed time.
As Ken changed into one of his new night shirts he wondered how late they would normally stay up. At home his day began and ended with the sun in summer, and began long before sunrise in winter. He was almost always in bed by nine or ten, or had fallen asleep at whatever chore he was doing.
He sighed. There was a lot more about being Duke to get used to than he originally thought. Ken wondered if he'd ever get used to it.
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Author's Note: Okay, firstly, Asuka isn't Yohji's love Asuka, but their daughter who was named for her mother. And just because Schreient are his siters doesn't mean that Masafumi is his father. Eww! His father is a character I made up. I wanted Yohji's family to be almost the opposite to Ken's, so when they were juxtaposed the differences would be glaring, and Ken would have a different example of family life. Schreient were just calling to me and I had to do it! Thanks for reading! Please R & R!
Akikaze-san: Hi! It just seems polite to me to reply to my reviewers, plus I like it when other writers reply to my reviews of their work. I try to review every story I read because I know how important it is to writers, esspecially now that I am one! And I love all my reviews! I print them out and covet them! Ha-ha! Yay, I'm glad you're still enjoying this. I hope this chapter gave you a few giggles too. I tried to make the transition as realistic as I could. And it isn't over yet!
Mondtanz: Wow! You've been checking every fifteen minutes?! O.O *BLUSH* Thanks. I'm glad you like the way the Sneller family thing worked out. I figured KenKen would be pretty shocked, and I tried to be real to the eighteenth century as much as I could. There's lots more for him to get used to! I know, I know, not enough Ran/Ken, but I wanted to build it slowly. But I need more too! How was this chapter?
Marsupial: Thanks for reading! I'm glad you like it. I LOVED your "Hero of the Day" series. That was so sweeeet! Thanks for reviewing!***Ahhh! A picture!!! I LOVE it!!! I printed it and I hung it up by the computer! Thank you SO MUCH! Oooo, I like how they're standing back to back, and little KenKen is in Ran's black clothes. So Sweet! Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Becka: Keep hanging! There is some. I update once every week, so I hopefully have enough time to get my next fic ready. Its really different from this one, but I'm addicted to writing now. Thanks for reading! I'm glad you like it!
Sandy: Okay, I'll keep going. Until Chapter Thirteen, and then I'll stop! Thanks for reading! I'm glad you like it!
Neko: Yeah, it was a pretty lame reason. I was trying to show that Sneller would've abused Ken even if he'd been his real son (of course he wouldn't have made him a servant) because Sneller himself had been abused. Darn! I guess I'll have to rewrite that. AGAIN. I've already rewritten it three times! Errr. But hang on, there's more coming. I'm glad you like the moments. I built it really slowly. Hopefully, not TOO slowly. Thanks for reading!
Murasaki-yanagi: I'm glad you liked it. I'm pretty sure I stole that crystalizing thing from somewhere. It sounded REALLY familiar to me when I wrote it. I'm glad you liked the change in Ran. I think deep down he is really sweet. Was there enough blushing and bonding for you in this chapter? Thanks for reading!
Author's Note: To anyone who likes Schreient please allow me to apologize in advance, but I couldn't help it!
Disclaimer: Weiss belongs to Takehito Koyasu and Project Weiss.
Tell Him That it Wasn't Love
Chapter Nine
Once they were out on the open road Ken's enthusiasm reached monstrous proportions. He had questions or comments about everything. Going through the village caused some memories to stir from the back of his mind, and he shared them excitedly.
Prince Yohji noted with some amusement that they had fallen back into their riding pattern from the fishing trip. Omi riding up front with Ken, patiently answering his hundreds of questions, and Ran silently riding in back beside the Prince. He glanced sideways at his cousin. Ran sat straight in the saddle, his eyes watching the chattering young men ahead of them. Although his mourning clothes were gone his expressionless mask was back in place. Yohji quirked an interested eyebrow.
"So, Cousin," he said. "I see you've made a wardrobe change."
"Aa."
"May I be so bold as to enquire what inspired such a change?"
"A year is long enough to mourn."
"I agree. I might even suggest a bit excessive," Yohji said seriously then watched for a crack in the mask.
"Aa."
The Prince sniffed and looked at Ran fully.
"Then you are finally over Richard?" he asked directly.
"Does anyone ever truly recover from the loss of their first love, Cousin?" Ran asked meeting his eyes.
The Prince stiffened and turned away scowling.
"I thought not," Ran said quietly. "But, perhaps, one becomes aware that life is going on around them, and that they would be fools to ignore it."
Yohji's scowl softened and he looked to Ran once again only to find his cousin facing forward, mask still in place. He nodded with a slight smile.
"Welcome back," he said.
* * *
The journey to Town took two and a half days. Ken's estate extended ten miles past the village then the road became the dividing line between two other estates. They stayed the nights in inns and Ken practiced his etiquette. Yohji deemed him passable if they didn't have too many people to deal with at once.
By noon on the third day they road in through the city gates. Ken stared around him in abject fascination. He'd never seen so many people doing such a variety of things. He completely forgot how rude it was to stare, and he smiled and waved at anyone who smiled and waved at him. Before long Yohji and Ran were flanking him protectively while Omi retained the lead.
"You are calling too much attention to yourself, Cousin Ken," the Prince cautioned.
"What?" asked Ken, wide eyed.
"It isn't safe to attract too much attention."
"Why?"
"He means you make yourself a target by revealing your naivete," Ran said quietly.
"Do you mean people will come after me because they can tell I'm new here?"
"Aa."
"What, to rob me?"
"Or worse," Yohji said. "This is a city, Ken. With a city's delights and a city's dangers."
"Then how am I supposed to see everything?" Ken asked annoyed.
"You can look around, but don't look so excited," Yohji said.
"And don't wave at anyone," Ran put in.
Ken sighed in exasperation, but followed their advice. It wasn't long before he noticed the scenery changing from markets and shops to residences. As they continued the residences grew larger and grander. Some even had rows of trees between them, and bits of yard could be seen in the backs. These gave way to grander homes surrounded by yards and stone fences with gates and drives almost like his own manor. They turned down a side lane and entered one.
"Is this the palace?" Ken asked.
"No," Yohji chuckled. "This is my father's house in Town. He has invited us to stay with him while we are here since neither of us own property in Town. We shall announce your presence to the King tomorrow, and wait for an invitation."
"Oh."
They rode up to the front entrance where they were met by three male servants. Two took their horses in hand while the other undid their bags.
Yohji ignored them and approached the door. A butler bowed them into the great hall which sported a grand staircase, several doors to other rooms and two hallways extending toward the back of the house.
Ken looked around in awe. His own home was large on the outside, but cosy inside. This house seemed to bring the grandness in and put it on display.
A sudden commotion drew their eyes to the landing. A wisp of a girl, of about fives years of age with long black hair, came pelting down the stairs and threw herself at Yohji. He pale cheeks were stained pink from her flight, and shown against the white of her long dress.
"Pa-pa!" she cried, wrapping her small arms around his neck.
Yohji laughed aloud. He scooped her up and spun around with her in his arms.
"And how have you been, my little lamb?" he asked laughing.
"Not very well," she said pouting prettily. "You said you would write once a month, and its been seven weeks since your last letter."
"Well, I do apologize, but I ran into some rather pressing business," he said earnestly. "I believe, however, that if you put your hand into my left waistcoat pocket you may come across just what you've been missing."
The little girl smiled slyly and reached into said pocket. She giggled, pulling forth a folded letter.
"You see? I did write, but I didn't have a chance to send it. Now, come say hello to your cousins and Omi."
He set her down and turned her to face Ran, Omi, and a rather surprised Ken. She held her hand out to Ran who bowed severely and kissed it.
"You are looking well, Lady Asuka," he said.
"As are you, Cousin. Welcome," she curtsied just as seriously, then turned to Omi. "Did you take good care of him like you promised?"
"I did, my lady," Omi said bowing.
She curtsied to him as well. Yohji motioned Ken forward. He looked down at the little girl, blinking in astonishment.
"Asuka, my love, this is your cousin, Duke Hidaka or Ken," Yohji said. "Ken, this is my daughter, Asuka. It was Ken that needed my help so desperately."
The two looked at each other. Ken had the distinct impression that the little girl was sizing him up.
"Don't you have a proper post where you live?" she asked at last.
"I don't know," he answered.
"Why not?"
"I've never had to send anything anywhere."
She thought about that for a minute, then curtsied.
"I forgive you," she said. "Welcome."
"Thank you," replied Ken bowing.
"Asuka," Yohji said taking her hand and glancing around, "where are the aunties?"
"They're hiding. They said you didn't write them once, and so they are punishing you."
"Didn't you give them my regards as I asked you to?"
"They said it wasn't the same as getting an actual letter."
"I can see I've got more apologies to make," the prince chuckled.
"I would suggest buying treats," Asuka said. "That should settle it."
Yohji chuckled fondly.
They had been moving steadily along the corridor to the right of the stairs, but paused as they came to a large door and knocked.
"Come," called a female voice from within.
The little group entered a sitting room that dwarfed the sun room on Ken's estate. Sitting in a chair by an open window flooded with sunlight was a woman with honey colored hair. She was dressed very finely, and was working some needle point which she set aside as soon as they entered.
"Pa-pa has arrived at last, Grandma-ma!" Asuka cried.
"So I see, my dear," the woman replied rising from her seat with a smile. She held her hands out to Yohji who released Asuka and went to her. He clasped her hands and kissed her on both cheeks. "You naughty boy. You neglected to send word when you would be arriving. So your Pa-pa has gone to Court, and there is none but us to greet you."
"Dear, Ma-ma Colette," he smiled in return. "You know Ran prefers to arrive without ceremony."
Yohji stepped aside and the grand duchess turned to Ran. She studied him for a moment before smiling softly and offering him her hands. He took them and kissed her as Yohji had. She looked into his eyes.
"Yes, you are much improved. The trip was a good idea," she said softly before stepping back to take in his attire once more. "Yes, much improved. I had a letter yesterday from my dear cousin enquiring if I'd seen anything of you. Now I may write her back. Did Omi give you the letter she sent? I'm sure she would be pleased to hear from you."
"Yes, Aunt."
"Good boy." She turned her smile on Omi and ruffled his hair. "Clever Omi, returned as well. I expect you had an easier time keeping these two out of trouble out in the wilderness?"
"Yes, your grace."
"Excellent." She turned to Ken and smiled her dazzling smile. He felt a wave of good cheer wash over him. She reached forward and he clasped her hands without thought. "And you must be our dear cousin, Ken. You are welcome. I regret to tell you that I never had the chance to meet your dear, sweet mother. But I hope you will come to feel as at home here as she did when my predecessor, Yohji's mother, was alive."
"Th-thank you," he stammered. She smiled again and released his hands. He was surprised at how young she appeared to be. She didn't seem to be much older than Yohji except in manner. She certainly wasn't old enough to be someone's grandmother, if even in name.
"Well, you've missed luncheon, and an hour to tea. I suppose we could have cook scare you up something." The Grand Duchess resumed her seat in the sun and motioned to several chairs arranged near her's.
Yohji led them over and except for Omi they sat. He stood behind Ran's chair. Ken glanced at him in confusion. Omi smirked and winked at him, and motioned with his chin that Ken should turn around and face the room.
"Asuka, my dear, would you like to summon Fitzy?" the grand duchess asked.
"Yes, Grandma-ma," the child curtsied, crossed the room to a bell pull by the door, and yanked on it.
A few minutes later a maid arrived. The grand duchess requested a platter of luncheon left overs be brought. Soon the food arrived and they began eating, except Ken. He looked around again.
"What about Omi?" he asked.
Yohji choked on his wine. "Ken...," he began.
"Oh, of course," Grand Duchess Kudou laughed. "How silly of me. Omi, please sit. You must be famished."
Omi blinked in surprise before bowing and coming around to join them at the table containing the platter. Yohji smiled an apology at his stepmother and Ken's frown deepened. He looked to Ran for explanation, but Ran only smiled at him with something like pride. Ken gave up and ate.
After their meal they excused themselves to the Grand Duchess. Asuka dragged Yohji off to attempt an apology to "the aunties". Omi, Ran, and Ken found themselves in the garden.
"Ken," Omi began, "I appreciate what you did, but-"
"What did I do?"
"You inadvertently embarrassed the Grand Duchess into allowing me, a servant, to eat at table with you, the nobility," he explained.
"But you've been eating with us everywhere else," Ken said.
"Yes, but here its different. Here we conform to social expectations. Remember? Protocol?" Omi asked.
"You said at the palace, balls, dinners-" Ken began counting them on his fingers.
"Let's just say anywhere in Town, okay?" interrupted Omi rolling his eyes.
Ran smiled.
"Its alright, Omi. I'm sure Aunt Colette doesn't mind," he said quietly.
"Well, I mind. That was embarrassing."
"Sorry, Omi," Ken said sighing in exasperation.
Omi smiled and patted him on the back.
"So, Yohji is married?" Ken asked.
Omi cleared his throat.
"No," answered Ran.
When nobody said anything else Ken shrugged. "Oh."
"Yohji's family is...interesting," Omi began after a lengthy pause. "Two years after his mother died his father remarried. He'd fallen in love with Colette Dubeau, younger daughter of Earl DuBeau. The Grand Duchess is actually only Yohji's senior by two years, but she's perfect for the Grand Duke."
"So, who are "the auties" he has to apologize to?" Ken asked.
"His three younger sisters," Omi couldn't hold back a smile. "Poor Yohji, always surrounded by women!"
"He doesn't mind," put in Ran.
"True."
"So, Asuka lives here then?" Ken asked. "What about her mother?"
"She's dead," Ran said.
"Please don't mention her to Yohji," Omi asked.
"Okay...I won't." Ken was beginning to realize just how much about his cousin, and his new friends, he didn't yet know. It made him curious, but he thought he'd better keep it to himself. He didn't want to say the wrong thing again and embarrass or upset them. Unfortunately, he wasn't sure whether he could truly avoid it.
Yohji and Asuka joined them not too much later as they were admiring a pond full of brightly patterned orange and white fish.
"Ah, you've discovered the koi pond," the Prince said. "My father had it installed last spring for Colette."
"Grandma-ma likes to feed them," informed Asuka.
"How do they taste?" Ken asked scandalizing the child. Yohji and Omi laughed.
"You don't eat them!" she cried. "You look at them."
"That's all?" Ken asked scandalized in return. "You just look at them and feed them?"
Asuka nodded gravely.
"Not very useful are they?" Ken asked taking another look in the pond. He did have to admit that the fish were pretty. Their movements were smooth and soothing to watch.
Asuka yanked on Yohji's sleeve until he squatted down beside her. She leaned into his ear.
"Cousin Ken is very strange," she whispered loudly.
Yohji chuckled.
"He's from a farm. Everything in the city is new to him, so its important that you be very helpful," the Prince whispered back.
"Okay, Pa-pa," whispered Asuka.
She turned back to the others who were pretending not to hear.
"Don't worry, Cousin Ken. I shall help you."
"Thanks, Asuka," Ken said smiling.
Suddenly she looked past him and her eyes widened in delight.
"Grandpa-pa!"
They all turned around to face the house. Bustling across the yard was a tall gentleman with a slightly paunchy stomach. As he drew nearer he waved, and Ken could tell he was sporting a wig. By the time he reached them he was huffing and puffing through a red face which looked nothing like Yohji's, except for his eyes. Where the prince was lean and angular the grand duke was round and soft. None of the prince's charm and charisma were present, but Ken felt the same wave of good cheer he'd felt with the Grand Duchess.
"Oh, my boys, my boys! You've come back to us at last!" he cried when he finally reached them.
Yohji took his arm in support, and his father tried to take several deep breaths. When he regained his composure, and lost a bit of color, he straightened.
"Ah, never was I so glad to arrive home early for tea!" He said jovially. "Colette sent me straight to you. I'm so very pleased to have you home."
Ken wondered if the Grand Duke would burst into tears. He seemed much too overcome with emotion, but he realized that it was all joy as the Grand Duke smiled around at everyone.
"Ah, Asuka, aren't you pleased to have your Pa-pa home?"
"Yes. He brought me my missing letter."
"There, you see? Now didn't I tell you my son would not fail such a deserving young lady? You should trust your Grandpa-pa."
Asuka giggled as the Grand Duke touched the tip of her nose with his index finger.
"And have the Aunties forgiven him?"
"Not yet," she replied solemnly.
The Grand Duke faced his son and waggled his finger.
"Ah, son, now you see? You can not live in a house full of women and write letters to only one of them."
"So, I have learned, father," said Yohji laughing.
Ken watched the exchange in astonishment. He was even more surprised when Yohji and his father embraced fiercely, and the Grand Duke admitted tenderly that he had missed his son's company. Ken had never seen anyone, let alone a man, be so openly affectionate. He felt a pang of longing.
The Grand Duke hugged Ran next, complementing him on his change of dress, and Omi after, saying he was sure "the boy" had grown a foot. Then he turned to face Ken who fidgeted with his sleeves. The Grand Duke's eyes widened in surprise and he gently reached forward to lift Ken's chin.
"Ah, yes, my boy," he said softly. "You are the very image of your mother. I feel I would know you anywhere."
"A pity I did not," Yohji said wryly.
"You were very young, and very naughty," said the Grand Duke. "It wouldn't surprise me a bit if you only remembered the tanning I gave you."
Ken's eyes widened as he tried to picture the kind and jovial Grand Duke spanking the Prince. Asuka giggled. The Grand Duke redirected his attention back to Ken and smiled kindly.
"My boy, you should've come here to me, but alas I was wallowing in a most dark grief, and I failed you. For that I am truly sorry. But now you are come, and you are welcome. Let our home be your home."
Before Ken could react the Grand Duke pulled him into a hug which, after a moment, Ken returned.
"Thank you, sir," he said into the Grand Duke's shoulder. "I mean, your Grace."
"Oh, none of that now," harumphed the older man releasing him. "I am your Uncle Sakajo and my wife your Aunt Colette."
Ken nodded and the Grand Duke beamed.
"Now, let's have tea out on the lawn, shall we?"
The Grand Duke took Ken's arm, and Asuka's hand, and led them back toward the house.
"He thought you could eat the koi," Asuka said.
"Did he? Well, I have thought, upon occasion, that they did look tasty," the Grand Duke stated.
"Grandpa-pa!" giggled Asuka.
Yohji and Omi followed chuckling. Ran smiled contentedly and brought up the rear.
* * *
At tea Ken apologized to the Grand Duchess, but she waved it off and insisted that he was right. Despite Omi's protests he was informed that he was now a apart of the family, and was made to join them.
The Grand Duke and Duchess, despite their age difference, obviously loved each other dearly. They bantered throughout tea. Ken marveled at them while the others were vastly entertained.
When tea was nearly half over three little girls in white dresses much like Asuka's joined them. Two of them seemed to be the same age, and held hands. They didn't look a like however. One resembled the Grand Duke and had dark hair while the other looked like their mother and had the same honey colored locks. They were introduced as Hel and Schon. The third, Tot, was the youngest and hid behind her sisters. She had large eyes and hair that looked almost blue. All three snubbed Yohji, but allowed Ran to kiss their hands and Omi to bow to them. They admitted to being very pleased to meet Ken, and curtsied to him politely before taking their seats at the table. Asuka immediately whispered loudly to them about Ken wanting to eat the koi, and that he lived on a farm.
"Asuka, whispering is rude, and Ken can hear you, my dear."
"Sorry, Grandma-ma."
"Don't apologize to me," the Grand Duchess said nodding toward Ken.
"I'm sorry, Cousin Ken."
"That's all right," he smiled. "On the estate the only fish we have are in ponds and lakes for fishing. But the koi are very pretty."
"I enjoy feeding them," said the Grand Duchess with a smile. "I swear they come right over as soon as they see me. They are greedy little things."
"I bet they taste like sherbert," announced Schon.
"What?" asked Hel. "Why?"
"Because they look like sherbert."
"I like...sherbert," Tot said smiling shyly.
"Do you like sherbert?" Asuka asked turning to Ken.
"Umm...what is it?"
The four little girls mouths fell open, and their eyes got very wide.
"You mean, you've never had it?" Asuka cried, astonished.
Ken shook his head while the other adults exchanged amused smiles. Asuka turned to her aunties and blinked. The Aunties looked at each other and nodded.
"My dearest brother," Hel addressed Yohji in a very imperious manner. He wiped the smile off his face, and changed his demeanor instantly to sober attention. "My sisters and I have decided to forgive you."
"That is very kind of you, my darling sister," he replied.
"But you haven't heard the condition yet!" cried Schon.
"So sorry. Please, name your condition."
"We shall forgive you," Hel continued, "on the condition that you acquire some sherbert so that Cousin Ken may try it."
Yohji gripped his chin and thought hard. The table waited in anticipation.
"Agreed!" the Prince cried suddenly and slapped the table.
"Hurrah!" cried his father, clapping.
"Thank goodness that's over with," said the Grand Duchess with a broad grin. "One simply can't tolerate tension within the family."
Ken felt dizzy. He hadn't experienced more than a handful of teas, but this was by far the strangest. He looked around the table at the laughing, smiling faces. Even Omi was at ease despite his earlier embarrassment. These people obviously enjoyed being together, and he hoped he would someday feel like he really belonged with them.
He caught Ran watching him and smiled. The red-head returned it before looking away. Ken had noticed the return of the emotionless mask, but hadn't thought too much about it. Since Ran had abandoned the dark clothes of mourning he didn't feel right about asking for more. That was a large step, but Ken missed the stoic man's laugh and the twinkle in his eyes. He knew if he was patient they would come back. He just had to wait.
The rest of the afternoon passed quickly. Asuka and the Aunties insisted on giving him a grand tour. Unfortunately it began and ended in their school room. They had a number of toys and games they showed off with pride. They showed Ken examples of their writing, reviewed what they'd been studying lately, and gave a full account of the flaws with their Nurse. Her name was Nurse Strand, but they insisted on calling her Nurse Bland. Ken knew he shouldn't, but he laughed out loud which endeared him to his young cousins.
Omi rescued him with the excuse of having to get ready for dinner. Ken was relieved until he found that it wasn't an excuse. In Town all meal times followed those observed by the Court. Breakfast at ten, luncheon at eleven thirty or noon, tea at two, dinner at three, and supper at ten or eleven at night. It was almost time for dinner, the largest meal of the day, and as custom dictated, they had to change.
Omi showed Ken to his room which was in the opposite wing from the girls' and the Grand Duke and Duchess. Yohji and Ran had their rooms in this wing as well, just down the hall from Ken's. The rest of the second floor was made up of guest rooms, and back stairs and halls for the servants to use.
Unlike his estate, the Grand Duke and Duchess's home was fully staffed and prepared to house up to fifteen guests at a time. Ken had already seen more servants than he thought he could remember. He felt some guilt about that, but wasn't sure what he could do about it.
Omi chose clothes for him and laid them out before leaving for his own room. He suggested rather strongly that Ken also wash up. The Duke took his advice, and half an hour later was clean and changed when Ran knocked on his door.
Ran led him to the family dining room which was used when only the family were present. There was, he informed Ken, a formal dining room for company. He also mentioned that children wouldn't normally be present at tea, or indeed any meals. But if there was no company present the Grand Duke and Duchess enjoyed the company of their children, and granddaughter.
Dinner was another jolly affair, and lasted at least two hours at table. There was more food served than Ken had ever seen in his life. The meal was capped by the appearance of orange sherbert, which Ken tried and admitted to liking. The Aunties forgave their dear brother, and the family adjourned to the drawing room.
For the next three hours they occupied themselves with games of cards, reading, conversation, and the little ladies showed Ken what tunes they could play on the spinnet. Ran explained that had there been company the men would've remained at table drinking wine and discussing pertinent issues, while the ladies adjourned to the drawing room. At seven tea, cakes, and more sherbert were served in the drawing room before the girls departed for the night.
Once the little ladies were off to their rooms the Grand Duke and Duchess suggested a trip out to their favorite pleasure garden. There was a quartet there that they were fond of, as well as a recently done over walkway leading through a park. According to the Grand Duchess the views were spectacular after dark since they were lit with decorative lanterns, and were not to be missed. So, the coach was sent for and off they went.
Ken sat between the Grand Duke and Duchess and across from Yohji, Ran and Omi. The Grand Duke delighted in pointing out local sights, and filling Yohji and Ran in on updates or changes made while they were away.
Ken endeavored not to look too excited about all the sights, but he had to admit to a certain amount of enthusiasm. The ride, his first in a carriage, and the pleasure garden proved to be equally enjoyable. The evening ended with supper back at the house at eleven. By this time Ken was utterly exhausted. The excitement of arrival, the sights and sounds of Town, the strange dinner times, and the late hour combined to do him in. It was all he could do to remain awake during the three courses of the meal. His hosts noticed his state and suggested an early bed time.
As Ken changed into one of his new night shirts he wondered how late they would normally stay up. At home his day began and ended with the sun in summer, and began long before sunrise in winter. He was almost always in bed by nine or ten, or had fallen asleep at whatever chore he was doing.
He sighed. There was a lot more about being Duke to get used to than he originally thought. Ken wondered if he'd ever get used to it.
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Author's Note: Okay, firstly, Asuka isn't Yohji's love Asuka, but their daughter who was named for her mother. And just because Schreient are his siters doesn't mean that Masafumi is his father. Eww! His father is a character I made up. I wanted Yohji's family to be almost the opposite to Ken's, so when they were juxtaposed the differences would be glaring, and Ken would have a different example of family life. Schreient were just calling to me and I had to do it! Thanks for reading! Please R & R!
Akikaze-san: Hi! It just seems polite to me to reply to my reviewers, plus I like it when other writers reply to my reviews of their work. I try to review every story I read because I know how important it is to writers, esspecially now that I am one! And I love all my reviews! I print them out and covet them! Ha-ha! Yay, I'm glad you're still enjoying this. I hope this chapter gave you a few giggles too. I tried to make the transition as realistic as I could. And it isn't over yet!
Mondtanz: Wow! You've been checking every fifteen minutes?! O.O *BLUSH* Thanks. I'm glad you like the way the Sneller family thing worked out. I figured KenKen would be pretty shocked, and I tried to be real to the eighteenth century as much as I could. There's lots more for him to get used to! I know, I know, not enough Ran/Ken, but I wanted to build it slowly. But I need more too! How was this chapter?
Marsupial: Thanks for reading! I'm glad you like it. I LOVED your "Hero of the Day" series. That was so sweeeet! Thanks for reviewing!***Ahhh! A picture!!! I LOVE it!!! I printed it and I hung it up by the computer! Thank you SO MUCH! Oooo, I like how they're standing back to back, and little KenKen is in Ran's black clothes. So Sweet! Thank you, thank you, thank you!
Becka: Keep hanging! There is some. I update once every week, so I hopefully have enough time to get my next fic ready. Its really different from this one, but I'm addicted to writing now. Thanks for reading! I'm glad you like it!
Sandy: Okay, I'll keep going. Until Chapter Thirteen, and then I'll stop! Thanks for reading! I'm glad you like it!
Neko: Yeah, it was a pretty lame reason. I was trying to show that Sneller would've abused Ken even if he'd been his real son (of course he wouldn't have made him a servant) because Sneller himself had been abused. Darn! I guess I'll have to rewrite that. AGAIN. I've already rewritten it three times! Errr. But hang on, there's more coming. I'm glad you like the moments. I built it really slowly. Hopefully, not TOO slowly. Thanks for reading!
Murasaki-yanagi: I'm glad you liked it. I'm pretty sure I stole that crystalizing thing from somewhere. It sounded REALLY familiar to me when I wrote it. I'm glad you liked the change in Ran. I think deep down he is really sweet. Was there enough blushing and bonding for you in this chapter? Thanks for reading!