Part15
Tamakira tried to commence a meeting that afternoon but Hotosashi was out of the palace visiting some high people in town with Nurikenji. The steward couldn't believe Hotosashi was willing to accept the invitation without the slightest suspicion and he was shaken by this greatly. As he walked down the corridor he spotted Rukawa who was at the time sitting at the porch in the Cherry Atrium wearing the very same clothes as he did when Tamakira first found him. He walked towards him as if it was his instinct that pushed him to do so.
"Er, hi, my Lady, um, er, I was wondering if, um, you would like to-"
"No." answered Rukawa coldly, knowing Tamakira would again offer him a tour in the palace.
"Um, well, ok. But just in case you, er, changed you-your mind, let me know, w-will ya?" Tamakira had never been this nervous all his life. He was sitting opposite Rukawa who didn't even look at him.
"One on one game?" Rukawa said suddenly looking straight at Tamakira's eyes with a heart-piercing glance.
"Wh-what?" Tamakira asked. He was trembling all over now and he couldn't stop caring, agitated as he was, that Rukawa was remarkably pale and well, beautiful.
"Basketball, baka." Rukawa confirmed. He had been meaning to ask him many times now and he felt so much that the better player should there and then be proclaimed for if not, he would remain the loser of the match.
"Basket and ball? Er, Lady, um, I don't think you're , er, making any sense. I-if you like to play a, er, a game, I could, uh well, arrange for that," Tamakira was now sweating profusely that anyone would've thought he forgot to dry himself from the showers.
"You and me. Yes or no?" said Rukawa standing up to go near Tamakira as if to measure who was the taller lad. Tamakira was staring at him very intently, from toe to head. He didn't know what to answer and just stammered,
"No-sure, I mean, well, what game? I don't-"
"Nothing. Go away, idiot." Rukawa said. He suddenly remembered that it wasn't Akira Sendoh who stood before him but rather that hentai. This dismayed him so much because he was dying of boredom and he was seeing Hotosashi less and less each day. Tamakira, however, looked as though he had lost a million and seeing that Rukawa was starting to move out of his sight he called to him,
"Hey, lady, where're you goin?"
But Rukawa did not answer. He went down to the gardens and outside the gate straight to the road. He was too anxious to find a basketball court and someone who would be able to relate with him.
He made his way out of the building when, suddenly, he was greeted by a Mitsugami,
"You must be the lady Miyakaede. So it's true what they say, you are stunning. I am Mitsugami by the way and this is Chirikoshino."
"Hi," Chirikoshino said politely.
Rukawa looked at them for awhile. He just knew who they were, Sendoh's teammates, Hiroaki Koshino and Ryoji Ikegami and he wasn't, in the very least, pleased to see them there.
Rukawa just nodded and moved away not realising Tamakira had followed him.
Meanwhile, in the kingdom of Koainan, Kiyota was haplessly roaming around the castle wearing his t-shirt and short pair of shorts. He no longer enjoyed wearing those long dresses and gowns which made him feel heavy and uncomfortable. He seemed to be looking for something he didn't even know.
"Er, may I know why you're following me around like a shadow or something?" Kiyota asked Moroboshi who was indeed tailing behind him for an hour now.
"Well, lady, it is my duty to protect you so-"
"We're inside the castle, remember? I don't think anyone would just try to grab me to a carriage or something,"
"Um, well, sorry, but I was just, er, going to ask, er, you about the coming ball and, er, if you already have a, er a partner. Yeah, that's it." Finished Moroboshi who was seeming very uncomfortable to ask such question. Kiyota, however, was only half listening.
"Ball game? That's nice, sure. One on one, then?" Kiyota said, thinking it was a basketball game. He badly wanted to play a one on one game against the star of Aichi.
"Game, my lady? Er, not quite. You see, it's a dance, a gathering. Prince Tomoichi is celebrating his birthday this coming Tuesday, remember?" Moroboshi went scarlet.
"Oh, that. Well, I don't think I have a choice so, ok then," Kiyota said with a tone of slight disappointment. He wasn't really pleased to have Moroboshi as his partner since he was counting on Makigo for the matter. Moroboshi however, couldn't believe his fortune of having Kiyota as his partner. What will they say if they found out that the most beautiful girl in this kingdom would accompany me to the ball? Hahaha…he was thinking to himself but,
"Moroboshi, did you happen to know who did Makigo ask to go with him?" Kiyota asked him out of the blue.
"Soi-ichiro, of course."
"Uh, oh well, I guess they should be together as much as they can since Soi's gonna die soon anyway," Kiyota muttered under his breath. He was thinking about what happened to Soi in the FY series and remembered she was indeed going to be killed by Nakago later on.
"You were saying something, Lady?" Moroboshi asked in confusion for he didn't miss the malicious grin forming in Kiyota's face.
"Nothing. I was just thinking what a tasteless-I mean-good choice for Makigo. I'm a little hungry, do you know where I can find a fast food restaurant here?"
"Er, I'll just ask the servants to prepare a luncheon for you as we don't have any of that kind," answered Moroboshi with obvious uneasiness.
"Good. I want spaghetti and pizza and burgers and fries and tacos with ketchup and cheese, you tell them that. I'm quite tired of the same old rice meals you guys are serving me, and I'd also like to have some soft drink please," Kiyota demanded rather guilelessly.
"I'm afraid none of us ever heard of such dishes you just spoke of, that I'm sure of," Moroboshi said. He was ashamed he could do nothing to comfort Kiyota's demands.
"Hmmph. Well, don't you have anything eatable in this place? Really, if I had another of those exotic fish eggs you serve I'm sure my guts would just stop receiving anything from that point," said Kiyota indignantly revealing the brainless brat that he was. Moroboshi was speechless and before he could open his mouth to speak Kiyota had run as fast as he could beyond the gates where the castle guards stood. Moroboshi just stood there, petrified by such an unlady-like behaviour.
Tamakira tried to commence a meeting that afternoon but Hotosashi was out of the palace visiting some high people in town with Nurikenji. The steward couldn't believe Hotosashi was willing to accept the invitation without the slightest suspicion and he was shaken by this greatly. As he walked down the corridor he spotted Rukawa who was at the time sitting at the porch in the Cherry Atrium wearing the very same clothes as he did when Tamakira first found him. He walked towards him as if it was his instinct that pushed him to do so.
"Er, hi, my Lady, um, er, I was wondering if, um, you would like to-"
"No." answered Rukawa coldly, knowing Tamakira would again offer him a tour in the palace.
"Um, well, ok. But just in case you, er, changed you-your mind, let me know, w-will ya?" Tamakira had never been this nervous all his life. He was sitting opposite Rukawa who didn't even look at him.
"One on one game?" Rukawa said suddenly looking straight at Tamakira's eyes with a heart-piercing glance.
"Wh-what?" Tamakira asked. He was trembling all over now and he couldn't stop caring, agitated as he was, that Rukawa was remarkably pale and well, beautiful.
"Basketball, baka." Rukawa confirmed. He had been meaning to ask him many times now and he felt so much that the better player should there and then be proclaimed for if not, he would remain the loser of the match.
"Basket and ball? Er, Lady, um, I don't think you're , er, making any sense. I-if you like to play a, er, a game, I could, uh well, arrange for that," Tamakira was now sweating profusely that anyone would've thought he forgot to dry himself from the showers.
"You and me. Yes or no?" said Rukawa standing up to go near Tamakira as if to measure who was the taller lad. Tamakira was staring at him very intently, from toe to head. He didn't know what to answer and just stammered,
"No-sure, I mean, well, what game? I don't-"
"Nothing. Go away, idiot." Rukawa said. He suddenly remembered that it wasn't Akira Sendoh who stood before him but rather that hentai. This dismayed him so much because he was dying of boredom and he was seeing Hotosashi less and less each day. Tamakira, however, looked as though he had lost a million and seeing that Rukawa was starting to move out of his sight he called to him,
"Hey, lady, where're you goin?"
But Rukawa did not answer. He went down to the gardens and outside the gate straight to the road. He was too anxious to find a basketball court and someone who would be able to relate with him.
He made his way out of the building when, suddenly, he was greeted by a Mitsugami,
"You must be the lady Miyakaede. So it's true what they say, you are stunning. I am Mitsugami by the way and this is Chirikoshino."
"Hi," Chirikoshino said politely.
Rukawa looked at them for awhile. He just knew who they were, Sendoh's teammates, Hiroaki Koshino and Ryoji Ikegami and he wasn't, in the very least, pleased to see them there.
Rukawa just nodded and moved away not realising Tamakira had followed him.
Meanwhile, in the kingdom of Koainan, Kiyota was haplessly roaming around the castle wearing his t-shirt and short pair of shorts. He no longer enjoyed wearing those long dresses and gowns which made him feel heavy and uncomfortable. He seemed to be looking for something he didn't even know.
"Er, may I know why you're following me around like a shadow or something?" Kiyota asked Moroboshi who was indeed tailing behind him for an hour now.
"Well, lady, it is my duty to protect you so-"
"We're inside the castle, remember? I don't think anyone would just try to grab me to a carriage or something,"
"Um, well, sorry, but I was just, er, going to ask, er, you about the coming ball and, er, if you already have a, er a partner. Yeah, that's it." Finished Moroboshi who was seeming very uncomfortable to ask such question. Kiyota, however, was only half listening.
"Ball game? That's nice, sure. One on one, then?" Kiyota said, thinking it was a basketball game. He badly wanted to play a one on one game against the star of Aichi.
"Game, my lady? Er, not quite. You see, it's a dance, a gathering. Prince Tomoichi is celebrating his birthday this coming Tuesday, remember?" Moroboshi went scarlet.
"Oh, that. Well, I don't think I have a choice so, ok then," Kiyota said with a tone of slight disappointment. He wasn't really pleased to have Moroboshi as his partner since he was counting on Makigo for the matter. Moroboshi however, couldn't believe his fortune of having Kiyota as his partner. What will they say if they found out that the most beautiful girl in this kingdom would accompany me to the ball? Hahaha…he was thinking to himself but,
"Moroboshi, did you happen to know who did Makigo ask to go with him?" Kiyota asked him out of the blue.
"Soi-ichiro, of course."
"Uh, oh well, I guess they should be together as much as they can since Soi's gonna die soon anyway," Kiyota muttered under his breath. He was thinking about what happened to Soi in the FY series and remembered she was indeed going to be killed by Nakago later on.
"You were saying something, Lady?" Moroboshi asked in confusion for he didn't miss the malicious grin forming in Kiyota's face.
"Nothing. I was just thinking what a tasteless-I mean-good choice for Makigo. I'm a little hungry, do you know where I can find a fast food restaurant here?"
"Er, I'll just ask the servants to prepare a luncheon for you as we don't have any of that kind," answered Moroboshi with obvious uneasiness.
"Good. I want spaghetti and pizza and burgers and fries and tacos with ketchup and cheese, you tell them that. I'm quite tired of the same old rice meals you guys are serving me, and I'd also like to have some soft drink please," Kiyota demanded rather guilelessly.
"I'm afraid none of us ever heard of such dishes you just spoke of, that I'm sure of," Moroboshi said. He was ashamed he could do nothing to comfort Kiyota's demands.
"Hmmph. Well, don't you have anything eatable in this place? Really, if I had another of those exotic fish eggs you serve I'm sure my guts would just stop receiving anything from that point," said Kiyota indignantly revealing the brainless brat that he was. Moroboshi was speechless and before he could open his mouth to speak Kiyota had run as fast as he could beyond the gates where the castle guards stood. Moroboshi just stood there, petrified by such an unlady-like behaviour.