Chapter 14

The next morning Daddy woke me up around 6am because we were invited to breakfast.

"Quatre wants us and the guys to join him for breakfast. Aden will be there." He said, with a wide grin. I had smiled back at him and hopped out of bed and into the shower.

Now, as we were walking down the hallway I was putting my hair in pigtails. My hair was bouncing as I walked, so I tried to roll my feet so my hair would sit still. As we got closer and closer to what we thought was the royal families secret kitchen, a sweet aroma drifted to our noses. David rubbed his belly and I watched as he closed his eyes and smacked his lips.

"Pancakes!" he exclaimed.

" I hope they have French toast." Tai pondered on the other side of David.

"Well if they don't, don't ask!" Wufei snapped at Tai- smacking the back of his head lightly.

"Hey! Tai fought back, punching his dad in the arm.

"Welcome" a voice suddenly said, scaring the wits out of me, David, Eric, and Tai. Our dads just stood there unfazed by the sudden appearance of the Arabian maid, who stood politely waiting for us to follow her.

"The king is waiting in here." She led us through the big oak doors behind her, and inside it was a simple room, with a long table big enough to fit 12 people. The walls were red brick, and the floor had dark oak floors. It suddenly felt like they were in some old cottage somewhere in Ireland. I almost tempted to say 'David, we're not in Arabia anymore'.

Quatre strolled in just as we took our seats, Dorothy right behind him. But Lily and Aden never came.

"Say where are the kids, Quat?" Duo asked Quatre as the servants began to bring the food out. The same question was burning in the back of my mind too.

"Well they wanted to join us for breakfast, but as you know about the appointments today…sigh we have some folks who pressed to have breakfast with them as their appointment. They wouldn't let up. It was terribly irritating, but I had to give in, and let Lily and Aden eat with them. They send their apologies." Quatre looked at me specifically as I felt the disappointment taking over.

I made eyes contact with Eric, who was sitting across from me and he mouthed 'sorry,' so I mouthed 'me too,' back. We were both hoping to see the Prince and Princess.

Since there wasn't much we could do about the absent siblings, I began eating my breakfast with a smile.

"So Mr. Winner, what's it like to be a king?" David asked, stuffing a piece of pancake in his mouth.

"Its actually really tiring. Everyone always wants to ask me stuff, the media hassles me almost on a daily basis, and my two children are uncontrollable. The Media has been worse lately since this ball thing." Quatre sighed taking a sip of coffee.

"Well I wouldn't exactly say that our children are uncontrollable, Quatre. They're 16 and have lots of energy built up inside." Dorothy argued

"It's still no excuse that they skip out on their lessons, and slip away from home when they have important meetings to attend." Quatre urged back.

"They're 16. Let them have a life."

"But hey still have responsibilities-,"

" Just because we weren't given the same privileges at their age, doesn't mean we have to steal their childhood, Quatre. That's why we're holding this Ball of insanity. For the kids." Dorothy quickly ended the argument, and lifted her cup of orange juice. Quatre grinned at her sheepishly and squeezed her hand.

"You're right. Sorry about that everyone," he apologized.

"Its quite alright," Trowa spoke breaking the silence, "Its nice to hear conflict, I almost thought you two were inhuman.

"Yes, well after all of our history together," Quatre began, addressing his old friends, " Anyone would think we're inhuman."

"Oh yeah, the good ol' days of Shinigami!" Duo exclaimed excitedly, raising a fist in the air.

That pulled a few chuckles from everyone, especially Trowa who seemed to like to reminisce about the old days. They began telling stories; careful to leave out any detail that might have made us want to toss our cookies. We sat at the table for almost an hour and half. Suddenly I had an unpleasant feeling in my lower abdominal cavity.

"Um excuse me? Mr. Winner?" I spoke up, and he looked straight at me. "Um- Where's the bathroom…sir?" I asked almost meekly.

"Oh, just take that door right there," He pointed to the back door which he and Dorothy had entered through. "It's the second door to your left I believe."

"Thank you." I stood up and set my napkin on my chair. I walked over to the wooden door and pushed it open. It led to another luxurious hallway, which I was bound to get lost in if I decided to explore. No, just to the bathroom and back. That's it, that's all.

After I emerged from the bathroom, I turned to go back into the dining room when I heard a familiar voice, Aden? Without thinking, my feet led me down a hallway that intersected with the one I was in. I peeked around the corner, and found Aden…with a girl attached to his arm. Jealousy stung at me like a hornet. I turned away, and put my back against the hall. I could barley make out the words they were speaking, I could only hear voices. Suddenly I didn't hear the voices anymore, so I peeked around the corner…and I wish I hadn't. Standing in the hallway, I witnessed Prince Aden with his lips locked to the other girls. I gasped, not meaning to and quickly covered my mouth. Unfortunately, my gasp was a little loud, and I watched as he tore away from her. His eyes met mine, and they seemed to fill with some sort of despair- something. I couldn't quite make it out. But I didn't care.

"Cindi, It's not what it-," He started, but stopped cause he knew exactly how it looked.

"It's alright." I lied, trying to hold everything back, " Your dad will- uh- be pleased that you've chosen someone already." I took a deep breath, " I- uh- have to go back to breakfast." I awkwardly took a step backwards.

"Cindi, stop-,"

"I have to go, um- bye." I cut him off short and I heard him say "God dammit," under his breath. I took another a step back, as he advanced towards me. Then I spun around, and dashed down the hall.

"CINDI!" I tried to mute him, as he hollered after me. I didn't care. I just wanted to go home. Where everything was the way it was. To where I was miserable again, and none of this had happened. I found an open door, and hid inside. I locked the door behind me, and slid down to the ground. Tears fell down my face, as I cried silently. Everything I wanted to scream just got stuck in my throat. I knew it was too good to be true. I knew it! Someone care about me? I'm just a regular girl who lives in a hell. Why did I let my self-care? So this is what its like to be heart broken…

As I calmed down, I began thinking. The girl looked rich. Really rich. That's probably why. I just don't get why he didn't tell me- was I just a stupid girl who fell for the prince? Yeah- yeah I was…

Hey there ya'll. What did yo think? Hope you liked it. Sorry it was a shorty. I promise chapt. 15 wil be longer.