Title: Kanagawa
Various fresh fruits, sweet delicious pork meat and roasted chicken were the foods for the special occassion.
It's the Feast of the Ryonan City.
The commoners were all gathered in the park, celebrating under the heat of the sun in the middle of the morning.
Everyone was happy and rejoicing... except for the married Prince Hanamichi.
He was standing inside a silver-plated chariot, that was being pulled by four strong white horses. He wore a white fur cloak with... perfectly matched with a silver round metal around his head where a thick white feather hang on the right side.
Hanamichi's red head was his signature... his trademark. Coming from Shohoku, where redheads exclusively originated, the Ryonan found him very unique and special.
The people salute his wonderful presence with admiration.
A robust arm wrapped around his shoulders in a sudden. Hanamichi didn't need to see who it was... only one person has the right to do that to him without being punished.
"The city is so beautiful this morning, isn't it?" Prince Akira whispered in his ear with seductive mellowness.
"It will never be for me." Hanamichi's hand obviously held Akira's chest to refrain him from advancing. However, Akira grasped that hand and squeezed it gently.
Akira touched Hanamichi's smooth cheek. "Because you will always be more wonderful than anything." Then he nuzzled on Hanamichi's face.
The crowd was going berserk seeing them in such a romantic situation. Emperor Maki, who was witnessing it from a far in his own chariot, was pleased.
Allowing himself to be ruled by Akira, Hanamichi's whole body tensed. It had always been. He was married to Akira for a month.. but he never get used and never liked his strokes over his skin.
Fifteen meters away... a man who was entirely covered with a brown cloak and his hood barely shows his face, was staring intently at Prince Akira and Prince Hanamichi.
Prince Akira's arms were now enveloped around the redhead's waist. Prince Akira plunged his lips towards Hanamichi's and laid it still for lavishing its sweetness and softness.
The man in a cloak seemed to be infuriated. His fists were clenched... as if preparing for a heavy punch.
I'm only here, Hanamichi. I will only be near you. The man in the cloak, Kaede Rukawa, whispered softly.
The grand lavender double-door opened as Prince Akira tugged his husband by the arm and pushed him against the soft circular bed.
Akira took wore his cape and threw it on the near golden chair. He carelessly took a small bottle from an oakwood table.
The bottle contained a scented oil from lavender extract that was made only for the royalties. Its scent, when smelled, liven up sexual appetite.
Akira undressed Hanamichi quickly then put several drops of the scented oil on his hand. He wiped his palm on Hanamichi's neck and chest. Because of his anger for Hanamichi's resistance to his touches when they were in the chariot, his hand became heavy and slapped it on Hanamichi's face.
"What?" Akira clasped Hanamichi's chin and almost crashing it. "You would rather be penetrated by a peasant slave? You don't know how much it gives me the itch whenever it comes to my mind that I'm licking something that was licked by a bastard!"
Akira gritted his teeth from fury.
"I don't know." Akira started to smell Hanamichi's neck and his pelvic area hardened. "You're just too adorable to resist." He ran his tongue across Hanamichi's lips and wet it thoroughly.
"Don't.call.him.that." Hanamichi said.
As if not hearing Hanamichi, Akira pumped his pelvis against Hanamichi's and made his manhood very hard.
Kaede entered his cottage silently. It's already late in the evening. He travelled a long mile from Ryonan City to the dessert hide-out of the rebels... riding his horse.
He slowly took off his cloak when a hoarse manly voice spoke. "You went to Ryonan to see him."
Kaede was surprised to see Hisashi sitting in a chair near a lit lamp.
"I only took a glimpse of him." Kaede murmured. He undressed himself until he was all naked then went to a tub of water to wash his face.
"I'm warning you. The rebels are in a tight situation now. The palaca soldiers have their eyes on us. If they see you roaming around wearing your neck..." Hisashi paused when he saw no golden necklace around Kaede's neck. He asked in bewilderment. "Where is your necklace?"
Kaede was as stunned as he was. The necklace was very important to the rebels. It's their symbol of hope and change. It was given to him by his father and he gave it to Hanamichi.
"I dug it somewhere."
"Be sure no one has found it."
"I'll get it tomorrow." Kaede said, hoping not to be caught. But what he feared most was that if someone in the palace discover that Hanamichi has the rebellion necklace. They might assume that Hanamichi knows something about the rebellion and kill him if he speaks nothing.
"How many times will I tell you to stop thinking about him?" Hisashi uttered.
Kaede stared at his own reflection on the water.
"I can't. I've fallen deeply for him."
"You told me everything when you came here after your escapade from the palace prison." Hisashi muttered. "He seduced you. He asked you to come to his bedroom and coerced you in sleeping with him."
"I wanted it."
Hisashi swiftly grabbed Kaede's shoulders and whispered on his hear. "His beauty is history. Even Prince Akira and the Emperor himself weren't able to resist his beauty. Don't give in so easily. His beauty is poisonous."