Well... five bucks says you'll have figured out what's going to happen by the time you clicked this chapter, or very,very soon, so... :D Lets read to find out! Even though most of us know!

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Haou walked slowly, staring out at the garden, looking at the red roses blowing in the wind.

4 years. Was it really that long? That long since he kissed Jehu, held Jehu, saw him? It didn't seem like it. It felt like a dream. Some parts fuzzy and some standing out more than others. Some he had completely forgotten. He could still remember the blunette, Dark blue hair, warm, almost glowing orange eyes, and kind, protective, and funny personality.

The blunette was the only person he could love. It wasn't an opinion, it was a fact. His heart was cold an icy when his father 'introduced' him to neighboring girls. He knew what his father was trying to do, so he shoved them away, distancing himself before they got to close and hurt themselves. He couldn't love them! He knew what love was it it certainly wasn't anything he had felt for those girls. He couldn't try to love them, it hurt him to even think of it.

For the first year, letters were exchanged between the two of them, and each letter brought him a moment of happiness, of comfort that Jehu had not forgotten him and sill loved him.

But then, he found out about the letters, and they stopped at once. He wasn't allowed to send anymore and all of Jehu's letters were burned, save for the few he was able to hid just in time. He was trying to rip him and Jehu apart without making it publicly known. If he were to kill Jehu, soon everyone would know, and they wouldn't take very kindly to it. Jehu was a child happily running about with his parents who were kind people, and most would be upset to know he had been killed.

Haou walked out through the garden, passing the flowers slowly, seeming to be in a trance of sorts. He finally made it to the peach trees, the blossoms beginning to fall like they always did in late spring. 4 time he witnessed them falling, covering the ground similar to snow without Jehu here. He walked over to one tree, one that had slowly grown with him, one that he and Jehu sat by, and witnessed the beautiful moments of spring unfold. Then the days would grow warmer after the petals disappeared and the trees were a source of shade, for lazy summer days.

He took out a letter, one of the last ones he received from Jehu that he had been able to save. He read over it, tracing Jehu's name softly, the name falling off his lips gently.

"And what are you doing out here all alone your highness?" A voice from behind him asked, and he grit his teeth. No one should disturbing him right now!

"Go away! I'm bus...y...." By the time he fully turned around, all his rage had disappeared. For a few moments, everything seemed to stop. The bird's songs drifted away, the petals, the flowers, the sky, everything disappeared. Except for thing, one being standing before him. For a moment he was debating if I had finally gone insane.

"Busy with what, little prince?" The smile on his face grew larger, and tears fell from his eyes. he quickly pushed himself off the ground, and threw his arms around him.

"J-Jehu..." He was crying now, tears of complete joy streaming out of his eyes and Haou buried myself into his chest, feeling warm, and gentle arms wrapping themselves around him.

"Shh, don't cry anymore Haou..." He pulled my head up to look at him, his face. God his face...

He had matured, of course he had, but his features were recognizable. His jaw was stronger, his eyes more narrowed, and his shoulders were much broader. His hair was wild, the bangs shading over his eyes slightly, making the orange eyes glow softly. He slowly leaned in, bring his face closer to Jehu's, and Jehu's eyes closed softly. And for a moment, their lips touched softly, and gently.

Haou pulled away, his tears slowing before only a few slipped down his cheeks. Jehu smiled again, placing a hand on Haou's cheek, leaning in a kissing a few of the tears away.

"I'm home..."

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Johan walked out across the halls, looking for the younger prince, until he finally spotted him. He felt his heart skip a beat at the sight him, looking out to the garden. He walked up behind him, looking out at the garden as well. From the angle they were looking at, you could see two people in a grove of peach trees. Johan smiled softly, looking out at his friend. He walked over so he stood beside the prince, watching them.

"I think their both going to be a lot happier." Johan said after a few moments. Judai, who didn't notice someone was with him, turned at looked at the boy.

He had light blue hair, spiking up in the back like Jehu's, and sea-green eyes gazing out at the garden, still watching the two lovers. Judai smiled softly, knowing this must be the boy his mother had told him about.

"Yep." He looked back to his brother, noticing the look of happiness on his face. "This are going to be better."

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A/N: Well... short chapter... hm, I hope these things get a little longer now that I have TWO couples to deal with. And the king isn't going to be happy this at all...

By the way, do you guys want a lemon in this story, or do you want it to stay all fluffy kinda like it has?

Well I hope you enjoyed, until next time, bye bye! :D