"~Some far away,
Some search for gold,
Some Dragon to slay,
Heaven we hope is just up the road,
Show me the way, lord,
'Cause I... I'm about to explode,
Carry your world, and all your hurt~"
A long silence drifted between you and your king the moment you took off; and in a way...it felt nice.
This had been the least hectic moment you'd been through all day.
After all, Adolf was safely next to you, alive and kicking, regardless of if he had his memories or not; you didn't really care.
The feeling of his warmth was too familiar to be anyone else's.
It was one of the very few that put you at ease and allowed you to lower your guard for once.
Just like it had been for almost a whole year...
What you wouldn't give to go back to that quiet peaceful life. Simply enjoying one another's company; without anything to worry about or run away from.
Hopefully this entire mystery didn't take much longer to sort out.
"Wow, you sure are fast aren't you? It's almost like we're flying right now. And I can already see the school!" You heard him exclaim, pulling you out of your trance.
A smile tugged at your lips once another interesting thought popped into your head.
Maybe this was what it was like for Adolf before he had become a king?
Being so easily amazed and putting on a baffled expression by the sight of every little superhuman ability that was unknown to him until the first moment he witnessed it...
There wasn't any other possible way you could remember him reacting like this since he was immortal and had been around for several decades longer than you have; but right now...you chose to believe that it had looked similar to what you were currently seeing in front of you.
"Hey, so, why are you helping me?"
You froze on the spot at his question; landing abruptly atop of the nearest Ashinaka school building.
Yashiro let out a small gasp before gripping you tighter and plundering his head into the side of your neck in surprise.
"Ah?!"
The brief connection of skin left a lingering burning sensation when he quickly pulled away and released your body entirely.
His arms flailed wildly as his cheeks burned bright red. "S-sorry! I didn't mean to-"
"I can't explain that right now." You interrupted; at least attempting to ignore the close contact you two shared mere seconds ago.
Suddenly the boy's look of embarrassment vanished, replaced with curiosity. He then averted his gaze down to his feet and scratched the back of his head.
"Oh... I see... You sure do keep a lot of secrets don't you?" He asked smiling.
A small sigh escaped your lips. "I'm sorry, but anything I tell you right now will only sound...weird. It's better to wait until the right moment."
"That's a shame. I would've liked if I could get to know you better." He replied looking back up at you.
"...!" This time it was your turn to blush.
But at least he couldn't see you doing anything of the sort. All thanks to your trusted hood.
"W-what I meant was...! Um...-"
"We should get you back to your dorm." You cut off.
This wasn't the time to be talking. Although your own slight embarrassment was probably why you didn't want to continue this conversation anymore.
"Oh right! Let's go." He grinned.
"Here." You added reaching out your hand. "Since we're pretty much there, all I have to do is jump down and walk you through the doors."
"Holding hands...? That's moving a little fast don't you think?" He chuckled.
You slowly lowered your arm. "Is that a bad thing?"
His grin was wiped clean of his face when those words reached him; once again filling his cheeks with a beautiful shade of red. And you almost busted out laughing as a result.
After all, it was a rare moment whenever you had the upper hand in situations like these.
If only the man had his memory... Then you'd be the one who was a blushing mess.
In fact, it wasn't a secret that he was the more dominant one in your relationship.
Not to mention anyone who actually had the pleasure of meeting the gentleman-like Silver king back in his prime, could ever have guessed; that in private with you; this seemingly innocent man could utter vulgar words that would induce a heart attack even into the dirtiest minded of people out there...all with a straight face.
Well if you call a goofy (albeit suggestive) smile a straight face...
'No, no! Can't think about that now!' You thought while taking his arm and quickly wrapping it around your shoulder.
"Just kidding. Did I startle you?" You teased with a nervous laugh.
"Haha~ I guess you did." He grinned scratching his cheek.
So, without further ado, you leapt into the air and landed without a sound on the ground in front of the school's main gates.
"Finally! We can go home to our nice warm bed and return to our normal high school life."
"Meow!"
"And it's all thanks to you! Thank you again for saving us. We really appreciate it." He removed his arm from your shoulder and replaced it with his hands.
There was something else that he wanted to say, you could tell from a single glance.
His eyes shifted a moment, and they finally settled on his feet.
Was Adolf K. Weismann, the Silver king... Being shy?
"So, um... Is it possible... That we'll be able to see you more often?"
Damn.
Since when had this man become this cute?
"Heh, hahaha!" You couldn't hold back your laughter anymore.
Apparently you surprised Yashiro and the feline back on his shoulder as they stared at you with wide eyes.
It wasn't for another minute or so that you'd finally managed to calm down and answer him.
"Sorry... You don't know this but, that was the first time I've laughed in days... Don't worry, this definitely won't be the last time you see me."
Even when he couldn't remember anything, he still managed to make you smile.
"R-Really? Then I'm glad I could help, I guess."
"You should go. Hopefully you can rest up a bit." Suddenly you stepped forward and set your hand on the "cat's" head.
"Meow?" She mewled in confusion when you gently stroked her fur.
"Take good care of him for me whenever I'm not around, okay? This is goodbye for now Yashiro."
"W-Wait-!" Before he could finish though, you disappeared behind the nearest corner and put in a great amount of distance by sprinting off at a pace faster than he could follow.
Things were about to get entertaining again.
~...~
"She left..."
The air around him fell silent.
"I wonder who that girl was? And all of those other guys; why were they chasing me?" Yashiro pondered walking through the large halls.
He sighed deeply. "I still don't get it. But, at least I got to meet a new friend, right?" He added twirling his parasol behind him.
A cute cry answered him.
"And... She sure was pretty, huh?"
It wasn't long before they reached his dorm room and lazily sauntered in, flopping back first onto his bed.
Not without taking off his jacket and receiving a stern welcome by the maintenance robots of course.
"Who were those people, anyway? And that video... It seemed so real, like it was actually me... I get the feeling, this is going to be one big pain in the neck."
"...I know. Especially when life was so good up until now." A feminine voice unexpectedly piped up surprising the white haired boy.
When he turned to find the source of the new sound, his face burned brightly when he found a naked woman with a slim yet buxom figure calmly laying next to him.
"YAAAAAAAH!"
"...Pfft!" A small giggle escaped your lips once you heard your king scream. "Looks like she finally uncovered her true identity. Way to give him a good scare, Neko." You smirked.
Your legs dangled over the edge of the rooftop across from his dormitory. The feeling of another familiar aura only grew closer while you patiently waited for the next scene to play out.
"Now to put her abilities to the test."
Your eyes darted down to the Black Dog, who currently walked side by side with the closest of the Silver king's classmates, Kukuri Yukizome, as they slowly approached the preoccupied boy's building.
"You'll be seeing me much sooner than you thought, Adolf." You whispered standing up and crossing your arms.
'Time to sit back and watch.'
The next thing you heard was a loud proclamation from Neko explaining how she was actually a cat, and since each room had a large window, you could see everything that was happening as well.
Including when Yashiro hilariously tried to force her to wear his uniform.
"She hasn't changed a bit. She's still a clueless cutie, who refuses to wear clothes." You snickered.
Well, not like you're one to talk.
You; the girl who absolutely despised sleeping with any clothing on. The person who feels like they're being smothered whenever they even try attempting it...
The closest you could get to wearing something, was a single loose shirt belonging to the man you loved; and only him. Otherwise you'd be at a loss, tossing and turning throughout the night... And you were also quite the cuddler sometimes.
A curse that showed up whenever you had a nightmare.
So yeah... No right to judge the cat girl.
"Meow~" The brief cry brought you out of your stupor.
"Oh, she's using her warping ability. Nice move."
"You want to play tag? Sure! Sounds like fun!" She cheered.
Another familiar voice caught Yashiro's attention.
"Hey, Shiro! I brought your friend to see you."
You shook your head at the girl's innocence. Although she was extraordinarily book smart, sometimes Yukizome trusted too easily.
"Friend?" The white haired boy's face turned the same color as his locks when he realized who Kukuri was referring to.
"How's your younger sister doing, Yashiro Isana?" Yatogami asked smugly.
The malice in his words clearly took their toll. If looks could kill... That would just about do it.
"Huh? Shiro, you have a sister?" Yukizome asked.
"I appreciate your showing me here."
"My pleasure! Eh?"
And once again the other boy's face paled when the Black Dog leapt away from the now confused Kukuri, right directly in front of him.
"Good luck." You whispered; playfully saluting your king.
~...~
After hours and hours of the trio running around chasing one another, and watching Neko constantly mock and belittle Yatogami, you noticed that they had all returned to where they started, inside Yashiro's room.
"Now is good." You whispered standing up and stretching your body.
Play time was over.
It took less than a few seconds for you to jump across and land without notice on their balcony.
Taking one look inside you could see Neko laying down peacefully, while the two boys wheezed breathlessly from all the running.
"You... Finally put it on..." Yashiro huffed.
Wow. He actually managed to get the nudist cat girl to wear something.
"Evil... King... Yashiro Isana..." Your hand clapped over your mouth in fear of blowing your cover once you realized that Neko had drawn on the Black Dog's face.
"By order of my late master, I shall-"
*Knock, knock*
"What?"
Yatogami stopped to look towards the door, only to find it open and without a person standing behind it.
"Oh...!" The white haired boy realized you were waiting right outside of his window; your face and identity still obscured from the others.
Immediately he went to open the glass, and you stepped in without hesitation.
"It's you again. That was sooner than I thought." He smiled.
"You're that person from before!" Kuroh yelled surprised. "Are you going to get in my way agai-?"
*Grumble...*
"Eh?"
"Shiro, I'm hungry." Neko mumbled grimly rubbing her stomach.
Giving it more thought, you were also pretty starving yourself. In fact you hadn't eaten all day... Not that you'd had the time for it...
"What do you say we put aside this matter on hold for now, until we all get something to eat?"
Ah, good idea Adolf... Good idea.
"What?!"
This time, yours and Yatogami's stomachs' growled, causing the other two to smile in triumph.
"Thank you for agreeing."
~...~
"I've cooked rice before, but I've never made anything to go with it."
"Hurry, Shiro. I'm hungry."
"Which one goes in first? Dashi or Miso?"
You sat at the table quietly with your arms in your lap.
Kuroh stared at you intently while the other two in the kitchen continued with their cooking special disaster.
Even with his memory, the Silver king was a lousy chef...
You sat up even straighter when Yatogami started speaking to you. "Why are you still hiding your face? There's really no need for that anymore... Once this is over I will slay the evil king and-"
"You're very easily misled."
Once you said this, his expression darkened.
"What did you say?"
"Do you remember what I told you back on that building rooftop near the town's center?" You questioned.
The raven haired boy merely took a moment to try and recall today's earlier events.
"...You said something about me being too closed minded." He sighed.
"Exactly... Here."
You held out a small white hanker chief. "Use this. Your face is still covered in marker."
His blue orbs flickered curiously; as if he was trying to discern whether or not you were trying to trick him.
This time, you let out a sigh.
"If I removed my hood, would it make you feel better?"
"Just a moment... You would risk showing me your true identity?" He inquired, genuinely intrigued by how you'd answer.
You simply nodded your head.
"No! No green onions. I hate green onions." Neko shouted.
"What? But we have to put in green onions..." Yashiro replied frowning.
"..." Sighing again at the two in the other room, Kuroh hastily took the cloth from your hand and wiped his face clean. Once finished, he gave the room a quick scan, obviously searching for something; only to find the mysterious suitcase he brought with him on the opposite side of the room.
"No yellow onions either!"
"I won't put that one in, so don't worry."
"And no myoga! And no ginger!"
"Not even that?! Ginger?"
"And no cilantro! Oh, but I'm fine with garlic chives." She added.
"That, you're okay with?!"
"Oh, oh, I want mine spicy! Let's put in lots of hot pepper!"
You exhaled softly at their hopeless exchange.
"Thank you again kind girl for bringing my bag. And to you as well for lending me this." Yatogami added handing you back your cloth.
You noticed that he managed to miss an (hilarious) spot on his eyelids. "First things first. Let me finish that for you."
"What-?" Before he could respond properly, you leaned forward and pressed the soft fabric to his skin and gently wiped the rest of the ink off. Little did you realize that your soft fingers brushed against his forehead as well, causing him to blush in surprise.
"There... Hm?"
"Your voice... It sounds much lighter than before. Almost as if you were a-"
"A woman? Yes, well..."
Staying true to your word, you reached up and gripped the sides of your hood and pulled it back slowly. But, as a precaution, you showed enough so that only he could see.
Neko was sure to make a huge outburst once she laid eyes on you, and so, you wanted to avoid that for a little bit longer so that you could eat in peace.
"Sorry. If it's alright with you, I'd like to keep this on until we finish eating?"
Just like Yashiro though, the Black Dog's reaction was one of pure shock and complete silence.
He stared aimlessly at your defined facial features; mainly your bright eyes that reflected even the smallest of lighting in the room.
"You..."
In the end, he had handled your secret with grace, at least in comparison to your king.
Still that hint of blush hadn't gone unnoticed; well... It wouldn't have, if you were actually good at spotting anyone else's embarrassment other than a select few.
"You're taking this rather well." You smiled returning the hood back to it's original place.
"It's just...taking a moment to sink in." He replied squinting.
"Ah, I see..."
"We're not going to put that in." Yashiro scolded interrupting the both of you.
"Yes, we are! I want my mouth to be on fire!" Neko retorted.
You both sighed in unison. "Enough is enough."
"We're not doing that... Hm?"
As if on cue, Kuroh set his briefcase onto the table with a thump, cutting off the fighting of the two people in the kitchen.
What impressed you however, were the items inside of it.
"Cooking utensils?" You whispered quizzically. "Would you mind if I help?"
He raised an eyebrow. "I'm sorry, I couldn't help but ask. I've always enjoyed it." You admitted.
"Oh, those spices! I can't believe you have them. They're very hard to come by in regular supermarkets. Unless... Are they handmade?"
"Yes actually. You sure seem to know a lot about them from just a glance."
"Of course. A chef always has her secrets." You replied observing one of the spice containers.
A small amused chuckle escaped his lips. "Fine then. I'll be counting on you."
"Good. And now that you've agreed, I'll make dessert too!"
He looked over to the kitchen and then back to you with slight disdain. "Are you sure you'll be able to cook while being covered up like that?"
"Meaning, in this...? It's nothing." You smirked.
Okay, I have to admit... I like this chapter!
It was interesting to start writing the dynamic between your character and Kuroh Yatogami. And as you can see, there's already something in common that you both share.
Whereas Shiro is the one you know that you're deeply in love with, perhaps this new mysterious vassal has the potential to claim your heart as well?
Not that I'll ever tell...
Until, ya know, like, in future chapters and such, heh.
Also, it appears that you're somehow acquainted with Neko-chan... I wonder how? Heehee~
So until then! Hopefully you'll enjoy this one more than I do!