"So, Queen, huh?"

Gods, why did I say that. I'm not even in line to the throne, either of them, anymore! From realising Mozu was listening to my feeble flirting, we had managed to sneak back to my treehouse.

And by sneak, I mean we basically dragged our broken bodies back to my comfy den. On the way, I'm sure I had seen Azura, Camilla and Orochi giving me a thumbs up.

"S-shut up… I didn't mean it like that."

"That's true, you did say you wanted to be ravaged" Oboro said, a wide, Orochi-esque grin spreading across her face. I give off a silent shriek.

Why are you joining them! You're meant to be with me! Well, two can play this game!

"Only after a few drinks. Care to join me for some?" There was that bottle of rum that a villager had given me during an invisible army attack we had repelled, sitting in my dresser. Perfect for a bit of fun.

Probably not the best idea, but who cares! Oboro was grinning even more as I poured out two glasses and sat down on my bed. I think that book said this was subliminal or something. Hell if I know about that kinda stuff, I just know that it's comfy.

"Let's call it a painkiller! To the two greatest people in this army!" Tsubaki would argue against that. So would Selena, most likely. Ah, who cares. I chink my glass against hers and take a drink.

"To us!" cheered Oboro. "To think I'd be up here drinking with royalty!"

"Aww, Takumi'll be able to handle his booze before long and you can hold his hair back." Poor guy couldn't stand sake. "Maybe you could become royal drinking buddy!"

"A prestigious title, I'm told. Say… When did you start, y'know, liking me?" she said, finishing her drink. God damn, she inhaled that fast. She pours herself another one. Like hell am I going to let her get ahead of me. Regarding that question, though…

"From first sight" I say, eliciting a snort of laughter from across the table.

"Such a cliché! Did you pluck petals as well?"

"Nah, I just spent over a week spazzing out over every time we were in the same room."

"Heh. I find I have that effect on Nohrians." She flashed a wide grin, but it kind of stretched into a grimace. Was this her trying to replicate her Demon Glare? The eyebrows were all wrong. Urgh. This booze tastes awful with the painkillers Sakura had given me.

"But I'm not a Nohrian…"

"No, but you're a nice Nohrian!" Not everyone in Nohr is a prick, dammit! Just… a large amount of them. "I'm sure Princess Camilla is nice once you get to know her" she sighed.

"I could introduce you, if you want. I mean, I kinda hope to join the countries some day. Maybe this fight against the invisible foe will forge some alliances."

"Maybe we could get Ryoma married off to a Nohrian!" Oboro laughed. I think Camilla would eat him alive!

"Gods… Maybe we could get Xander to marry Hinoka! Then we can pair Leo and Sakura and Takumi and Elise! Everyone can have one big ceremony!" That being said, I think Xander would stab anyone that courted Elise. Oboro's drunken grin faltered at the idea of Takumi being married. Oh crap, I forgot!

"Oh yeah, Lord Takumi would be getting married, wouldn't he?" Aw, come on, you can't still be pining over pineapple-head.

"You still feel that way about him?"

"No!" Her eyes were wide open as she shook her arms. "I-I mean, I don't know. He's still really special to me. It's hard to explain how he makes me feel."

Gah, he's always making this difficult! And now we have this awkward air over us. Come on, think of something big to clear this!

"I'm still down with d-d-d-dating you, Kamui" stammered out the spear fighter. "You're cute, driven and I just can't stop throwing myself infront of axes aimed at you. So please, don't let me ruin this!"

"O-Oh… You just said we're d-d-dating…" She said it! She really said it! Way to clear the air! "WOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!"

"Jeez… I think everyone in the fort heard that" she laughed.

"I don't care! We're dating!"

"Congratulations" said a voice from above. Saizo was sitting on the rafters with a notebook. Damn ninjas! I lob a pillow at him with my flawless aim, which he effortlessly dodges.

"Dammit!"

"Couldn't you give us a bit of privacy?" asked Oboro.

"This is official business from Lord Ryoma, so no. I'll omit the wedding plans you have for him from my report, as a favour."

"Thanks, I guess." The damn ninja is still there. Take a bloody hint!

"Shove off! I'm getting myself a girlfriend here!" said Oboro, throwing her cup at him.

"Hey, careful! They're probably really expensive!" Not that I paid for them, it came with wherever the hell Lilith pulled this place from.

"I will grant you some privacy. Kamui, do not mistake your brothers intrusion as suspicion. He's merely concerned for his little sister. Do not drink too much. You have a reputation." In a flash, the red ninja vanished from the room. Damn ninjas.

"So… Wanna go out on a date when we get to Notre Sagresse?" she slurred, her smile back after the intruder had finally left.

"Oh, we could go shopping, find a café, maybe even get a gondola ride!" I had read about the island city among my many days in the tower. One of the most romantic locations too, according to Camilla. Number 1 was Cyrkensia, but alas, it wasn't in the best of conditions at this point.

Neither was the pair of us. Between us, we had demolished that bottle of rum and the room suddenly became a whole lot less static. Oboro suddenly stood up, immediately falling forwards onto my bed, giving off a muffled 'ow'. Struggling for a second, she immediately gives up, stuck face down, half on my bed.

"Kamui, I'm stuck. What the hell was in that rum?"

"Maybe it's your dumb Hoshidan liver, can't handle the good shtuff"

"I'm serioush, I can't move… Guess I'll have to live on your bed from now on." I can't even see her face, yet I can see that grin.

"Hold on… I need you jumping in front of swords for me…" I try to get up, hopping off the head end of the bed. Oh god, I know what she means. Even with my crutch to try and stabilize me, the entire room spins. And as fate would dictate, I land on top of her.

"Ow. How much do you weigh, dammit?" grunted Oboro. I try to give a jab to her side, but it comes more as a prod with a palm. Oh shit, her ribs were messed up, weren't they? She gives off a yelp. "Don't touch me there, that hurts! How about I smash up your back?"

"I-I-I-I-I" stammered a voice from the doorway. For gods sake, does everyone just invite themselves in? "I'LL COME BACK LATER!" she shouted. Oh no… That's Sakura! I turn, eliciting another groan from the body under me, to see my younger sister, her face as red as her hair. Before I can even say anything, she sprints out of the door. Behind where she was standing was Jakob, healing staves in hand and scowl on his face.

"Do you think she got the wrong idea?" asked the woman under me, an all too familiar question.