Here's my new chapter!

I hope you guys like it, it contains another (small... ^^') lemon.

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ITADAKIMASU!

Chapter 4: The Secret Painting

That hug had lasted for a few minutes when I told Kanou that we should get up because of his younger brother still waiting for us downstairs. He gave me a disappointed look but smiled right after telling me that I was right.

So I dressed myself again with the dress Someya had put in front of our bedroom door and he put on his costume he wore the day before.

There was only silence downstairs, nobody who came walking towards us, not even Kuba-san. I looked at Kanou's face to only notice a not-understanding look. Maybe they were in the kitchen? But when we arrived there disappointment crawled over us again: nobody.

"I don't get it." Kanou whispered, laying his arms around my waist. "I'm sure that they should be here, Misao was eating an apple, right?" I only nodded. Even though he was looking like a monster at sometimes, this was the cute him. I placed a kiss on his cheek, telling him to not worry about a thing.

"There you are!" Gion's voice said. When both of us turned around I noticed a costume just like Kanou-san's. "Our parents are here." he said, smiling. Kanou looked at his brother blankly.

"Just in time to meet my girl." he said, but I sensed uncertainty in his voice. He held my hand and I was flustered by the touch.

"I'm a boy…" I whispered. This time he smiled, telling me to follow Gion.

We arrived in the bigger dining room. The huge table which looked like it was built for a hundred people, but only had ten chairs around it. Gion pointed behind the table and I saw one of the twins staring blankly at me, with an apple in his hand. I don't know what Misao exactly had with apples but it would make it easier for me to keep them apart. I felt Kanou-san's arm still around my hand.

His parents were there. It made me feel… frightened. I'm a boy and how should I explain what I'm doing here. Maybe I should tell them I'm a maid. A maid holding the hand of their eldest son. No, bad idea. Then how about telling them the truth? That sounds the most logic thing to do.

"Don't worry." Kanou said as if he could read my mind. "I'll handle this." he pinched the hand softly. I smiled quickly trying to believe it will be okay but I had my doubts.

"Ayase-san…" said Kanou, which made me look up for the first time. "Meet my mother and father." I swallowed deeply, bowing a bit.

"Y-your highnesses…" I whispered and there was only silence. Shit. Did I say something wrong? I lifted my head a bit, noticing his father smiling.

"No need to be so stiff, darling." he said. I was shocked. What? Darling? That seemed like something Gion would say. He bowed back for me and when he stood back up I took my time to take his looks in. he had this half-long black hair, stroked back and the exact same eyes as Gion had. Light blue with a piercing gaze. He looked right through me and noticed how nervous I was.

"Relax, you're a lady aren't you?" he winked then gave his son a look who was still holding my hand, still a smile plastered on his face which didn't look like Kanou's but exactly like the twins'.

"Good job, my boy. Is this our future queen?" I only blushed and heard how the queen snorted softly. She looked at her husband.

"You're not serious are you? She? A queen?" I looked at her, really hurt for what she said. Her hair was long curling red. She looked young for the age she should have. Her eyes were dark brown, the same as Kanou's and her serious face made me think of him. She turned her gaze to look at Kanou.

"I wonder where you picked this one up. Probably begging for money on the street." she grinned meanly. I felt a weird feeling in my chest. Why did she say that? What did I do to her? I didn't dare to look back at her when she averted her gaze to me this time. I stared at the hand Kanou was still holding and slowly pulled it back.

"This is Ayase Yukiya." said Kanou, ignoring his mother.

"…I'm sorry…" I said. Everyone looked at me this time, Homare holding Someya tightly. "I just…" I looked at Kanou, who now wanted to hold my hand and was about to say something.

"Don't tell me that you're already getting married?" said the queen. Kanou grinned.

"Well, mother, just to say, yes! And if you really want to know…" he stood right in front of his mother now. "Having sex in your bed was the cherry on the pie." I felt my face reddening and a loud slap was audible in the huge room. His mother had hit him.

Her husband grabbed her hand, giving her an angry look.

"I don't think you have any right to hit him. Come on, darling, lets go to our room." he gave Kanou cautionary look. "I need to talk to you without the girl." he sounded serious. A lot more different then Gion-san would ever sound.

"Yes, father." he swallowed deeply, giving me a look, placing a kiss on my cheek. His mother made another abhorred sound, giving me a disgusted look.

"Gion, take Ayase-san with you." he held his wife around her waist, bringing her outside of the dining hall, with Kanou following right behind.

"Don't worry, Aya-chan." Gion said, placing his arm on my shoulder and I noticed both Someya and the twins looking worried. "It'll be fine."

I wanted to believe them. But was worried. They would throw me out. What was wrong with me? I normally would love to be thrown out. I rested my face in my hands.

"Ayase? What's wrong?" asked Someya, now appearing closer.

"No! Please just leave for one minute…" I pushed the hand of Gion away, walking through the door in the opposite direction of where Kanou and his parents left. I wanted to be alone.

I knew this place I thought as I closed the door behind me. This is the hall I walked through with Someya yesterday when we had to deliver a chicken to Aizawa-san. The hall with the paintings I wasn't allowed to see. Since I was trying to put my mind onto something else this was a perfect occasion to find out what I wasn't allowed to see.

The first one had both the king and queen onto it. They looked rather serious and as I watched the queen closely, reminding what she had said about me I noticed her pregnant abdomen. That was probably carrying Kanou-san. I sighed, not able to look at her anymore, so I walked on.

I only saw a whole row of paintings, the twins in younger version, the first painting with Someya and even the four sons with little Gion in front of them. When I stood at the end of the row I noticed that there wasn't any painting with the whole family on it. As in 'the-happy-family' painting. None. They never really looked happy accept on the first few paintings, with a small Kanou-san holding the twins closely and Gion sitting in front of them, they were all smiling. After that one, they looked serious.

I was sure that the paintings with the happy family should be somewhere. I mean they are a happy family, right? Aren't they?

Then something got my attention. In a corner of the room hung another painting, covered under a blanket and other paintings under it, also covered or turned around. I looked around, hoping nobody would appear when I checked these.

I held the blanket tightly, noticing the pieces of dust in the light and as I pulled it down I jumped a few feet back, trying to be able to look through the cloud of smoke. After a few coughs I was able to breath normally and see what was just revealed.

The right person was a fairly young Kanou-san. He looked really happy. It wasn't just some grin as he often showed, no. It was a smile. A smile he never even showed me. The clothes he was wearing were the clothes he gave me on my first day here. The costume which was still too small. He was holding hands with someone. A girl.

She had red curly hair and the same eyes as Kanou. She actually looked like Kanou's mother but then in her younger years and it was probably impossible for mother and son being about the same age in one painting. She smiled. Just like Kanou-san did. The exact same smile. She looked beautiful.

"So you discovered it." said Misao's voice. I turned around. He wasn't holding an apple this time and walked towards me.

"What…?" I asked a little uncertain. He stopped next to me, his gaze still staring, but he seemed a lot more normal towards me. "Who is she?" I asked after a few minutes silence.

"…She's called Mizu. She's our sister." he stared at the painting blankly, but intense. What? Sister? That's not right. They only had boys. Sons.

"But I thought that…" I started.

"Yes, it's normal that you don't know her. I barely knew her either." he replied before I could finish my sentence.

"…'knew'…?"

"Yes, she passed away ten years ago." he looked sad.

"What happened? Why do you your parents hide her paintings? She's on there everywhere! She stays your family! Why do you hide her?!"

"That's something you should ask Kanou-nii. Only he knows what happened that day and because he didn't tell anyone… mother hates him."

"Hates him? Why him? He didn't kill her, did he?"

"To be honest… I don't know. But I don't think so. They were the closest. Even closer then me and Homare." I did not know what to say… 'I don't know'? that means there's a possibility that he did murder his sister.

"Why does your mother suspect him?" I asked a little uncertain.

"She was the eldest, the one to be the next queen. After her came Kanou."

"…So just to be the crown prince and future king? But… I have to talk to him!"

"That's why I came here in the first place. He wanted to talk to you. He's in the bathroom." bathroom? Does that mean he's in the shower? Or… crying? I shook my head at that thought. Who knows. Maybe he was reminded of his sister.

"Where is the bathroom?" Misao smiled. Pointing at the door on the left.

"Through that door, next door on the right." he patted my shoulder. "Please try to find out the truth." I only nodded, turning around and running towards the door. I had to find out more about the secret painting.

The first door on the right. I listened closely against the door. I didn't hear a shower, nor did I hear him cry. I knocked softly.

"Kanou-san? It's me, can I come in?" I said.

"Yes…" I opened the door, entering an absolutely white room. The mirror covered the entire left wall, and the hazed mirror made the entire reflection blurry. That meant there was hot water running in the room.

"…Kanou-san…? Where are you?"

"Here." and as I heard water splashing I knew he was taking a bath. "Behind the shower." I smiled, walking behind the shower, my heels echoing in the room. He was sitting up in the bath, a huge bath. The surface of the water was covered in bubbles. He turned his head to look at me and I noticed a drop of water running down his temple. God, his gaze was so sexy. I coughed softly.

"Why are you taking a bath?" I asked.

"Why? You want to join me?" he grinned in his way again.

"…Maybe… first answer."

"It always makes me feel better, the warmth makes me forget…" he still had to say something, but looked at me and smiled. "Never mind."

"Who, Kanou-san? Your sister?" he looked at me shocked, sitting straight up which made the bubbles slide down his muscular shoulder.

"How do you…"

"I saw the painting."

"Right… the painting." he sat down again, the water covering his naked body. "But who told you she was my sister."

"Misao."

"…He was always the one the most worried about me… he's the only one who wanted to hear the whole story. The rest respected my choice and never asked again."

I swallowed, turning around. What did I have to do now? Just ask on? No, he would definitely not want to talk about it. I could on the other hand seduce him. He would never deny me then. God, since when did I get so eager to take my clothes off in front of him? I coughed softly at the thought, placing myself on the edge of the bath.

"Can you untie my dress…?" I asked and I heard him smirk. Again the water splashed and I could feel his wet hands untying my dress.

"Done." he said, so I stood up, letting the dress slide down my shoulders, together with the false breasts. I pulled off my wig, placing my shoes next to the bath and finally letting my underwear slide down my legs too.

His gaze was looking at me as I placed myself into the hot water, onto his broad chest, his arms around me.

"Can you tell me what happened?" I asked, placing a kiss on his chin. He looked doubtful.

"I'd love to, Ayase, but I don't know if you'll believe me."

"I will, Kanou-san. I trust you." what? I can't believe I just said that. I could feel my gaze sliding out of his with a dark blush on my face.

"All right… where could I start?" I could hear his voice tremble lightly and his chest was pounding loudly into my ear. Maybe he didn't even know what to say. I searched for his hand, under the water, placing mine in his once found. I could feel his heartbeat settling down. Maybe I really was that perfect to him…

"Me and my sister, we were like… inseparable. She was the eldest child of the king and queen, seventeen when she died. Since mom was always busy with spoiling her youngest boy and the twins were constantly in their room, I only had my sister to actually communicate with. Dad was doing his duties as a king. So this one day we were sitting in the garden and mom had taken a guard to watch over us. Then when the guard left because father needed him or something like that she stood up, taking my hand and telling that that was our chance to run. Live a free life, learn to know how our people live in the village. Learn to know the village." he was silenced after that, stroking my hair softly with his right hand and staring at the ceiling.

"The biggest mistake of my life was listening to her that time." he sighed deeply, closing his eyes. I felt a cold stab in my heart all of a sudden. I never saw him like this before and could never imagine he even had a side like this. I tried to place myself closer to him, letting him know that I was still there for him. He opened his eyes, grinning at the feeling of me coming closer.

His dark eyes were focused on mine and I could feel my heart pounding in my throat. God… he could make me feel wanted.

"Then what happened?" I asked softly, partly wanting this eye contact to break, and actually blaming myself for not sounding fully certain.

"We left as quiet as we could, running down the path, arriving in the darkening village. As we passed by most of the people they gave us a disgusted look. We never felt like that before; not wanted and actually quit alone and were locking their houses not finding us worthy enough to greet us or even leave us a goodnight when we were finally ready to talk about what we saw; the poor people, unable to actually live in these circumstances, we were both promising that we would do it better. We would make people happy." his face smiled at that last sentence. The smile I noticed he only had on the painting, next to his sister, but then it disappeared.

"But then it happened. We passed a dark alley, unable to find the way home again. We were sure mom and dad were really worried and we wanted to go home badly but were unable to. When I turned my gaze to a little blond boy, running through the alley, I lost my sight on my sister and noticed the boy's crying face. The guys who were chasing after the boy pushed him against the wall, ignoring me and my sister completely. They ripped his clothes apart, kissing his neck. But then there was my sister. She pushed the guys away, telling them to leave the boy alone. The guys were with the six of them and they suddenly lost their interest in the kid when they saw the colour of my sister's hair. They grabbed her, throwing the boy to the ground. Mizu was calling my name, frightened but I was unable to do anything. I could hit one of them unconscious but what could a sixteen year old crown prince do against six bodybuilders?" I felt a strange feeling inside of my belly. It felt so familiar. Like I heard it before. The story, everything.

"I could hear them ripping her clothes, saying she looked 'yummy' and felt so angry with myself that I was too weak. She suddenly told me to run as three of the group took me in their sight, holding knifes. I was able to hit at least one more and that one was grabbing the unconscious boy again, who was slowly waking up. The boy was also being threatened by a knife. I felt scared for the kid's life and just took hold of the him and ran." the last part sounded full of sorrow and I knew that what he did back then was only because he knew deep inside that if he stayed there they would all be dead. The three of them.

"When I turned back I heard a carriage arriving from afar, which meant that our guards were arriving soon. I knew that those men would also realise they were doomed once our people arrived…" he took one breath, holding a pause before continuing. "…and they stabbed her with a knife in her abdomen." I couldn't help letting go a yelp.

"They ran off, passed me, but I was too shocked to do anything. I placed myself next to my sister, whom was coughing blood at that moment. She tried to smile telling me she was fine and everything would be fine but I knew better." he sighed deeply, his voice trembling again and I looked up, noticing his teary eyes. I sighed deeply, placing my hand on his cheek.

"I'm so sorry." I said. He placed his hand on mine, turned his face and placed a kiss on my palm.

"She told me to take care of the boy no matter what happened, and as I knew that this would be the last thing I could promise her I said 'yes'. Then she smiled, closing her eyes slowly and she lay breathless in my arms, the boy watching me closely, unable to understand what was going on exactly." he sniffed once, waiting for a reaction.

"What happened then?" I asked, unable to figure out what I could say differently.

"Mom and dad arrived. Both shocked of course. Dad pulled me back, letting mom get hold of her precious daughter. I can still hear her yell that it was all my fault. That I was too weak to protect her and she was right. I was too weak. But I wanted to protect her more than anything. She was unable to believe that. Only dad believed me." He smiled at me, which let the salty tear run over his cheek, down to his chin. I kissed the tear softly.

"You can cry if you want." I said, letting one of my tears run free too. Again he grinned, hugging me tightly in the warm water. I could feel his head onto my shoulder, his soft cries when reminding that memory and I felt powerless. So powerless. What could I do? Or say? This hug was the best thing that appeared in me.

"There is one more thing…" he said after a few minutes, wiping his eyes quickly with the back of his hands. "… I bet you want to know more about the boy?" he smiled at that and I felt a warm feeling inside my belly. That was the smile he only turned to his sister. The smile I was afraid I would never see in real life.

"Yes." I said, quit pleased he asked.

"He lived in a little cottage a bit further, with his grandmother. He was eight years old, had these bright blue eyes and told me that his birthday was the week after that incident." the smile did not go away. What was he up to? Should I know the boy? "It happened ten years ago, on the 26th of December, Christmas. There was snow on the ground and the boy would become nine in the year of 1639..."

"No…" I got it, closing my eyes, remembering every detail of what he had just said. I could feel his hand lifting up my chin.

"Ayase Yukiya." he said. "That was his name." I could feel another tear over my cheek and had no idea where it came from or why it was there.

"I made that promise to my sister." he said. "That I would never leave you behind, so please, Yukiya, become mine fully. Marry me."

I never knew that a heart could beat this much in one second and thought that I would faint any minute. This was so romantic. So perfect. I placed my hands onto his cheeks, softly rubbing my nose against his."

"I'd love to…" I whispered, before letting his grin take control of my lips fully. This was the fullest kiss we ever gave, and the most perfect kiss a couple could ever give in their entire time of being together. I knew that I was having trouble breathing because of his skilful tongue taking control of my entire mouth, but I didn't care. I wanted him more then ever. He was that man that saved me life, together with his sister; and now I finally knew why he wanted me to stay close to him.

His hands cupped my buttocks slowly, while I rested my arms around his neck, he lifted me up fully, placing me closer to him and I could feel his hot erection pressing against mine. The warmth could even overcome the hotness of the bath's water; which I thought was entirely impossible.

The kiss finally stopped and I could hear him breath loudly in harmony with me. He smirked.

"I need you." he said. I blushed fiercely, but nodded.

"I know, do it." I lay my head on his shoulder so that he could reach my hole even better. He laughed softly in my ear.

"Pervert." he said. I grinned.

"That makes two of us." I said as I settled my teeth into his earlobe. He moaned softly, placing his hot member against my opening. I swallowed deeply, breathing out.

"No preparation? You sure you'll be okay?" I smiled at the question. He was still so considerate.

"Yes, please take care of me." I could feel him kissing my shoulder.

"I promise." and with that I could feel his tip penetrating me. Slowly, and as I noticed that the water made the water made the movement easier I could relax. His large member stroked my prostate slowly, which made the feeling even better.

"There…" he whispered. "I'm in."

"…Y-you really are a pervert…" I said with a trembling voice. He laughed in my ear, pulling himself out a bit, to stroke my spot over again.

"U-uhn…" I bit my lip. Shit, this felt way to good. The pace quickened, each time taking more control of my body. I could feel myself loosening up to him and the water was moving in big waves as we both were reaching our climax.

"D-damn…. Yeah!" he was ramming himself harder into me and I knew that he was really enjoying this.

"K-kanou-san… me too, unAh!" I grabbed onto his neck tighter. And his warm hand started a pace around me too.

"Uww- YeAh! Kanou…!"

"I love you, Ayase…" he said softly. Yes, I love you too I love you too I love you too… I had to say it.

"Cumming…" he said and as I knew I had to come too I arched my back into a perfect circle while screaming his name. His loads were appearing inside of me, my inner walls coated with his semen and as I placed my head on his shoulder I kissed it softly.

"I love you too." I said and even his silence let me knew that he was happy to hear I said that. How I can love somebody this bad was a riddle to me, but I knew that he was perfect for me and nobody or nothing could change that fact. Not even his mother. She could scold me whatever she wanted, I loved her son. And that was all that mattered.

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