Chapter 4: Return of Araki

"Now, Yumoto can you name all of us and what Gods we are?" Io asked and Yumoto nodded, "Yeah!"

Io smiled, "Good, this is part of your test…if you mess up greatly, your score will be impacted."

Yumoto nodded again, "Yes, I know Io-senpai. Formal or non-formal names?"
"Formal, please. You need to know this in the court."

"Okay! I, Scarlet am the future God of Love, and the God of Light, Cerulean is the God of Water, Epinard is the God of Wind, you, Sulfur are the God of Earth, and Vesta is the God of Fire."

"Good, now onto the Caerula Adamas."

"Aurite is the God of Wisdom, Argent is the God of Protection, and Perlite is the God of Time and Beauty."

"Correct!" Io smiled, "Your score is perfect…now…about your language grade…"

"Dadacha how can we get rid of that brat?"

"Haru-chan…"

Haruhiko scoffed, he looked at himself in the mirror. He was actually a seventeen-year-old and he just transformed into a twelve-year-old to be mean to Yumoto.

He looked at him as Dadacha gulped, "Th-The current God of Love's father…the past God of Love i-is there-dacha!"

Akihiko growled, "I don't care if his mother were there! Just get rid of him!"

"But how?!" Haruhiko screamed and Dadacha whimpered as Akihiko picked him up. "Dadacha please, we need to get rid of him!"

Dadacha looked down, "We can't-dacha! His father, Yukiteru-sama is very strong-dacha!"

"Fine!" Haruhiko screeched, "We'll send someone else then!"

Yumoto sighed as his father walked in, he was eleven-years-old. Nothing really happened between the ages of eight to ten, besides Yumoto studying.

"Papa..." He whispered and Yukiteru looked down at him. "Gora has told me about some boys picking on you. Have they not?"

Yumoto nodded slowly, "Yes papa...they have."

"And yet, you don't fight back?"

"N-no papa..."

Yukiteru sighed, "Yumoto, when you are the God of Love you need to know when to fight!"

"I know papa..."

Yukiteru looked away from his youngest and sighed, "Yumoto..."

"Yes, papa?"

"Have your studies been going well?"

"Y-yes."

"Yumoto, don't lie to me."

"I'm not papa!" Yumoto cried and Yukiteru sighed again, "You need to try harder."

Yumoto gasped, "Y-yes papa..." he looked down as tears filled his eyes "I'll never make you happy will I, papa?"

"Yukiteru-sama?" Haruhiko asked, "Lord Yukiteru?"

"Never call him that-dacha! He'll get angry! Always call him Yukiteru-sama!"

Akihiko smirked, "We don't want to get him angry, Haru. I have a good idea..."

"And what is that?"

"Well..." He looked down, "I don't know..."

Haruhiko frowned, "Dammit...I want him gone!"

"We can easily curse him!"
"No Aki, that's stupid! Gora-san would never love us then!"

"True…"

Yumoto cried out as he hit the ground, "Get back up!" Yukiteru yelled, "Your training isn't done yet!"

"Y-yes papa!" He replied and stood up shakily, the eleven-year-old was determined to make his father proud!

Yukiteru smiled, "Good Yumoto! Come at me!"

Yumoto nodded and ran at his father with his makeshift love stick. Yukiteru grabbed his love stick and frowned, "You were too late. The enemy would hurt you now."

Yumoto looked down, "Y-yes papa…"

Yukiteru sighed, "Just go back inside…we're done for the day."

Yumoto looked down as he walked away and rubbed at his eyes. "I never make you happy…"

"Yumoto?" Gora's voice asked, "Are you okay?"
Yumoto looked up at him, "A-An-chan…"
Gora put a hand on his head.

"Did papa do something?"
Yumoto looked away, "Why can't I make papa proud?"

Gora sighed, "You do…"
"No I don't!"

Gora sighed, "Yumoto…your birthday is coming up again…"

"I know…"
"Well, do you remember your friend, Araki?"

Yumoto gasped, "Yes!"

"Well, I talked to his mother, Lady Akiko, she is bringing him over to your party."

Yumoto's face beamed, "Thank you an-chan!"

Gora smiled and Yumoto hugged him.

"Mama?" Thirteen-year-old Araki asked and his mother smiled, "Araki, dear, are you ready to see the heir?"

"Does he even remember me, mama?"
"Yes, I asked his brother and he does."

Araki smiled and Hiroyuki walked in, "Lady Akiko, should I be my cat form?"

"Yes, the little prince will love to see you."

Hiroyuki smiled and Araki giggled as Hiroyuki turned back into a cat.

He ran to Araki and meowed. "Lord Tungsten, don't worry!"

Yumoto sighed as Atsushi held his hand, "Atsushi-senpai, will he be here any faster?"

"Now, now, he'll be here as fast as he can."

Yumoto sighed more and he gasped as he heard footsteps, the now twelve-year-old smiled. "Ara-I mean…Lord Tungsten…hello."

Araki bit his lip and Yumoto giggled, "Why are you silent? Am I so amazing that you have no words left?"

Araki blushed and Atsushi gasped, "Prince Scarlet, please!"

"Scarlet?" Akiko asked and Atsushi nodded, "He has awakened…well…his future self has shown himself…"

Akiko looked at him in confusion and Atsushi looked at her, "Lady Akiko…I will tell you more about it in private…" He turned to Yumoto, "Prince Scarlet, go play with Lord Tungsten."

Akiko watched her son and Yumoto run off and she looked at Atsushi. "Epinard…what happened?"

"T-The young prince when he was six…he…something strange happened with him."

"What do you mean?"

"He…he wasn't himself, Lady Akiko. He began to panic when these boys threatened to take his brother from him. He screamed and an energy field began to appear around him…we couldn't calm him down or touch him."

Akiko's eyes widened and Atsushi continued, "Then a figure appeared in front of him and touched his head and told him that it was okay…then Yumoto began to calm down. Aurite, the God of Wisdom told us that was Scarlet…his future self."

Akiko nodded, "What happened after that?"

Atsushi looked down, "He…he passed out…the heir almost died."

Akiko gasped, "Oh my!"

Atsushi nodded, "I know…but please don't mention this around him. Maximum Gorar has told us never to talk about it when he is around."

"Of course…"

Yumoto giggled as he and Araki talked. "Lord Tungsten, I'm glad to see you again!"

Araki blushed and Hiroyuki smiled "Prince Scarlet, we're glad to be here!"

Yumoto smiled and Atsushi walked in, "Yumoto, dear…it's getting late…"

Yumoto looked down, "Yes Atsushi-senpai…"

He looked at Araki and held his hand out. "Please don't forget me…" He smiled and Araki took his hand and shook it, "Of course…I'll never forget you, Prince Scarlet." He smiled.