AN: HI, I apologized for this short chapter. I'm sorry for any mistakes. I hope you enjoyit.

PoT is not mine.

RING RING

"Nanjiro dear, could you get the phone please?" Rinko asked as she sipped her tea.

"Hai, Hai.." Nanjiro drowsily dragged himself to the telephone.

"Hello? Who is th-"

"NANJIRO THE WEDDING! GET READY!" Sumire screamed.

"Wh-What? So soon." Nanjiro yawned.

"I SAW YOUR BOY KISSED SAKUNO UWAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" Sumire flailed after she checked upstairs if the coast was clear.

"Calm down you old ba-..KISSED?!" Nanjiro spat.

"YES! KISSED! OHOHOHOHOHO!" Sumire giggled.

"WELL, I'LL BE DAMNED! I'M SO PROUD!" Nanjiro sniffed.

"OHOHOHOHOHOHO!" The two laughed away.

Meanwhile in the princess' chambers,

"I...Ryoma-kun.. lips...first.." Sakuno sighed each word as she touched her lips.

"N-no.. It's because of the sports fest...D-D-Don't think too much of it Sakuno!" Sakuno reminded herself as she hugged her soft pillow tightly.

"But..but What if.." Sakuno said looking dazed.

"E-Ehhh..." Sakuno exclaimed covering her blushing face with her frilly pillow.

Meanwhile the prince just got back,

"I'm home." Ryoma said as he took off his shoes.

"Ryoma-kuuuuuun~" Nanjiro said in a flirting tone to his son.

"What do you want old man?" The cat eyed prince bluntly asked.

"I just want to tell you that I'm so proud of you!" Nanjiro stated as he put his hand on Ryoma's shoulder, making Ryoma eye his dad's hand with disgust.

"Night." Ryoma droned as he slid off to go to his room.

"I'm so happy, my son." Nanjiro pumped his fist, tears of joy flowed down.

Kiss, that's all he could think about. Dragging his feet to take him to his bed.

"I kissed her.." Ryoma sighed.

Ryoma's face lit up, a smirk crept up his face. He felt victorious as he plopped down on his bed. He knew

eventually, the clown they left at the park will know about it. He must prepare himself for the war, thinking of ways to make a step ahead of his rival.

CRACK

The magician's glass cup went.

"I...I have a bad feeling about this.." Jirou groaned as he examined the cup.

"That little brat... Sakuno-chan and I were having fun until he showed up. Moooouuuuu... " Jirou laid his chin on the table.

Jirou was clearly upset but at the same time happy, thinking back of the times he had spent with Sakuno.

Different people, different places but all of them are seen by the night. Their heads might be covered by the roof but the moon is observing them. Witnessing their eventful nights.

AN: HOPE Y'ALL LIKED IT