Chapter 3 – Turning Off a Prince

"You're the one who tried to molest me in the bath!" Ryoma growled, pointing a finger at Sanada who had a bump on his head.

"You're the one who punched me in the nose." Sanada glared at the boy. Ryoma saw a bandage on his nose. Was his punch really that hard?

"I believe these shoes belong to you?" the older teen said, showing Ryoma a pair of heels he was holding. Ryoma snatched it from his hands.

"Thanks…" he grumbled, kneeling down to wear them again.

"Are you trying out for Cinderella? Because I don't think throwing shoes at people is the proper way." Sanada said. Ryoma glared daggers up at him. He wasn't stupid thank you.

"No. No, I'm not. And I never knew this world knew of Cinderella." Ryoma stood up with a frown. "Does it take knowledge from other worlds?"

"Yes, this world is inspired by other worlds." Sanada answered. "Rikkai, Dai, and Gaku are three big continents inspired by different worlds. Rikkai is futuristic, Dai is traditional, and Gaku is Victorian."

"Amusing…" Ryoma said sarcastically. He didn't need lessons and besides, he wasn't going to stay here for long since he plans on going home, anyway.

"Mattaku…." The prince shook his head. Barefooted, improper. Language, vulgar. Manners, terrible. These characteristics are not in the list of someone who's supposedly to become royalty.

"If you're going to become queen, you should start acting like one." He narrowed his eyes down at the boy who looked shocked. Didn't he know?

"Queen?" Ryoma repeated¸ "What do you mean? I thought I was going to be a…. a princess..?" He didn't hear anything about being queen. He wasn't ready and this was too sudden!

"You really don't know? Rikkai needs a queen and you're the chosen one." Sanada said, surprised. Ryoma shook his head and frowned.

"No one ever told me about this. I thought I was supposed to be a…. a princess." Ryoma said but with gritted teeth at the last.

"That's because the king is retiring." his supposedly fiancé informed. "And I suppose that you don't know of this either?" Ryoma shook his head.

"Tarundoru..!" the prince shook his head in disappointment. "As Rikkai's future queen, you should at least be knowledgeable."

"Well, that's what I wanted to talk about." Ryoma said. "I don't want to get married."

"What are you talking about?" Sanada frowned. "You are supposed to get married."

"But I don't want to." Ryoma insisted.

"But it is in the laws that who is chosen is who is going to marry the prince of that country." Sanada stated, "And that chosen one is you."

"Isn't there anyone here who understands I don't want to get married?!" said Ryoma tiredly. Seriously, people in Rikkai are just so stubborn… or probably just plain stupid.

"Of course, there is. It's just that they're following orders and they can't disobey them." Sanada informed. Ryoma looked up at him and glared.

"What are you doing here anyway?" he asked. Shouldn't he be at the dining room right now? Aren't they supposed to talk about the engagement?

"I'm waiting for Yukimura." Sanada replied coldly at the rude boy.

"Yukimura?" Ryoma said questioningly. The stoic prince nodded and took a look at his golden watch. Ryoma saw his watch and thought how rich is he really?

"He's supposed to be here…" said Sanada as he watched his watch.

"For dinner?" Ryoma asked curiously. Sanada nodded. The boy wondered. Shouldn't it be just the two of them? Why would they talk about the engagement with someone else with them?

"Is he a friend of yours?" the boy asked.

"Best friend." the man corrected, "We've known each other since we were small. I sometimes would visit him and he would visit me."

"Oh…" Ryoma muttered. He looked down at his feet. Whatever. He didn't care who this Yukimura person. All he cared about was the engagement and he doesn't want to stay here long.

"Hey, Sanada…"

"Prince Sanada." The cold prince corrected him in an icy tone. Ryoma just muttered a "whatever."

"Let's go to the dining room. This place is boring…" the boy said in a monotonous tone.

"You do know that we need to wait for Yukimura…" reminded Sanada. Ryoma rolled his eyes in exasperation. He didn't care about Yukimura and he didn't even know the guy! He just wanted to get this over with, go home, and sleep in his nice and comfy bed!

"Oh, hell… There's no need. He'll probably be late. And besides, we're already here…" said Ryoma impatiently. "We can just wait for him in the dining room and while we wait, shall we talk about ourselves, Prince Sanada?" he suggested in what you may call a sly tone.

"Very well…" said Sanada, "I am quite interested about what's in your world."

"Ah, yes…certainly… I'll tell you everything there is all about me… and of course, my world…"

'Operation: turn off Prince Sanada. This'll be a fun time…'

"Here we are." said Sanada as he entered the room with Ryoma who followed behind him. The door behind them was closed for them by a servant. It surprised Ryoma no more as he had seen this room before. He walked straightly to the table to take his seat but stopped in his tracks as Sanada called out to him.

"Hold it." he said, "We wait for Yukimura."

Ryoma groaned out loud which made the prince thought of him as a "spoiled brat." What was so special about this Yukimura person that they had to wait for him before they had to eat?

"Can't we just take our seats..?"

"We must stand waiting for him until he comes." stated Sanada, "It is quite rude of us if we were already here dining without him, is it not?"

"Che..!" Ryoma grumbled.

'Is is quite rude of us if we were already here dining without him, is it not?' he mockingly mimicked him in his thoughts. Thank God, Sanada didn't have the power to read minds.

Ryoma went to the table but did not take his seat and stood straight with Sanada who stood at the other side of the table. The seat at the end of the table was left unoccupied to Ryoma's curiosity. Shouldn't the prince be sitting there? And that seat next to it, the one who was going to be made queen will be sitting with him, right? If there was going to be one soon because he wasn't going to be that one no matter what…

"Sanada…"

"Prince Sanada…" the stern prince reminded, "Do I really have to repeat it again for you..?"

"No… I've got a question… How the heck is it possible for two freaking men to marry?" he inquired. Sanada cringed at his language.

"And why do you ask that?"

"I mean… How can they have children if they're both men?" said Ryoma bluntly. The atmosphere had suddenly gone awkward and his bastard of a fiancé was now having a headache at the question. He rubbed his temples.

"I think you will learn about that once you get older…" he simply said leaving Ryoma's question unanswered much to the boy's chagrin.

"What? So it's not really possible, is it?"

"Of course it is," answered Sanada, "but you're much too young to know." Ryoma's eyes look as if there were about to bulge out.

"I'm 14. How can I possibly get married at such a young age?" he asked in disbelief.

"Well, you're 14 so it is possible for you to get married. Besides, 15 is the coming of age in this world." answered Sanada. "What's it in your world if I may ask?" he questioned.

"18…" Ryoma replied. "But I'm not yet an adult in this world so how can I become engaged?"

"When will you become 15 then?" Sanada asked politely.

"The 24th of December." Ryoma answered. "You probably don't know what December is."

"The 12th month of a year... How would I not know?" Sanada raised a brow.

"So… Some cultures from other worlds are the same here, right?" Ryoma guessed. Sanada nodded at this. He knew it…

"Do you know of Earth?" the golden-eyed boy asked curiously.

"Yes, I've been there before myself…" said Sanada which shocked the young teen.

"You have?!" he blurted out.

"On a trip with my family, of course… The Yukimura family was also with us." he said. Ryoma hummed in reply. So that's why… Suddenly, Ryoma thought of something.

"Which time moves faster? Earth or this world?"

"This world," Sanada said, "but only a little bit…"

"Is that so…?" Ryoma mused. "So if on earth is nearly the end of March, here is…"

"Already April." said Sanada, "And so… tell me about you and your family…" he changed the subject. The emerald haired boy raised a brow but then smirked.

"My family's not really royalty, you see… We're just average." he said. The raven-haired prince let this sink in his thoughts, he nodded slowly.

"I can tell…" he said with a thoughtful look. Ryoma glared at him.

"What do you mean..?" he growled. The damn prince cleared his throat and said,

"Isn't it already obvious? I can tell you're not really used to grand things, you have quite a colorful language, Echizen… And your manners are…"

"Terrible." Ryoma finished for him. "Thank you very much. I am quite aware of that." He said sarcastically.

"Anyway, let's continue." Sanada said, bringing back the topic up.

"We're a family of five. I live with my mother, my father, my older brother, and my adopted brother." Ryoma said. Sanada grunted in reply as if to say that he was listening.

"What does your father do for a living?" he inquired. At this, Ryoma smirked. He was going to enjoy this…

"My father was a legendary pro tennis player. He was called the "Samurai Nanjiroh." he said to which made the stoic prince amused.

"I see… Tennis is a grand sport here in Rikkai Dai Gaku." Sanada nodded. "Your father indeed has good taste…"

Ryoma, seeing the prince see this as a positive sign, he quickly added, "Oh, but he gave up his career though..!" This time, Sanada seemed to have been disappointed seeing as the look on his face clearly showed it.

"Why did he?" the prince asked.

"He just wanted to stay at home and read his porn collection." Ryoma answered cheerfully with an innocent smile. Sanada coughed.

"I beg your pardon?!"

"He just wanted to stay at home and read his porn collection." Ryoma repeated, emphasizing the word porn. "Did you know? My dad is a porn star now. He's also a pole dancer"Right now, Sanada had the look of disdain on his face. Ryoma tried to stifle a laugh. Saying all this false things about his father, he didn't even feel damn guilty. Imagining his father pole dancing, seducing the audience while wearing nothing but a pink bra and underwear and with his hairy chest exposed, he'd puke but it was a funny thought though. One of the prince's eyebrows was twitching.

"Moving on…" said Sanada, "What does your mother do?"

"My mother is a lawyer. She does all the work in the house while my father and brothers just laze around." Ryoma said. He didn't really have any reasons to tell something bad about his mother considering she hasn't done anything to him wrong other than his perverted father.

"And I suppose you laze around yourself, too?"

"No, not really…" said Ryoma, "Besides, it's boring just staying around in the house all the time. I just go out and look for a tennis court and play tennis all by myself."

"That is good." complimented Sanada. Ryoma yet again saw Sanada taking this as a good sign and so decided to make up something.

"Yes, and I do hang out with my gang along with my brother, Kevin, all the time." He quickly added.

"Gang..?"

"Yes, we beat up those who are of lower classes and I'm the leader while Kevin and Ken are my assistants. You know? Show them their likely positions." Ryoma said in a fake cheerful tone. "The poor, the weak, we take all of their money for us to waste..! I mean, they don't even deserve it!" he rolled his eyes dramatically.

"Mm-hm… And to marry a prince who's turning into his country's king…?"

"Hell, I could have all the money I want!" said Ryoma in a haughty voice. "I'd spent it all in one day for all I care! I mean, to become queen of this country, I'll be able to live a life of luxury. But I don't want to since I've got my own pimp at home."

"A what?!" Sanada exclaimed in shock as he couldn't believe his ears.

"A pimp. If he finds out I got married, he wouldn't like it…" the boy said faintly. Sanada crossed his arms.

"And you take a liking in pleasuring other people..?" he frowned at him. How could such a young boy know all these things? Sanada thought that probably it was because of his porn star pole-dancing father might have given him a bad influence. How vulgar…

"Yes… Why? You wanna try me..? We could go to a room to do it privately… I'll do it with you for free." Ryoma teased in a low husky tone, leaning over the table seductively. "Why not..? Or do you want to do it here for everybody to see…? It'd be a good show for them…"

Sanada had turned green in disgust. What kind of ignorant parents did this boy have?! To let such a young boy such as him be allowed to do freely as he likes, how careless of them! And this boy… had he no shame? Can he not notice the servants around them whispering and looking at him in disgust? Yet, he acts so shamelessly!

"So… what do you say…?" Ryoma said sexily. Sanada was about to speak but before he could answer, they heard the sound of the doors opening. A dashing young man in white with shiny, navy blue locks and amethyst eyes came waltzing into the room.

"Yukimura…" Ryoma heard Sanada said and just now had he realized that he was actually gaping at the handsome man he knew was Yukimura before them.

"I'm sorry I'm late…" Yukimura apologized. "I was having a little discussion with my father. Let's have dinner now, shall we?" he said and looking to Ryoma's way, he smiled brightly at him.

Ryoma just couldn't take his eyes off of him.

TBC…

TheBitterMoon: A very terrible writer's block has come to me, sorry. This is quite short but whatever. The next update is not set on any particular date or time. This story will only be updated if ever I feel like updating it. My grammar is not perfect, I know. Nobody is ever perfect, anyway. If I have made any mistakes, please note them out for me. Thank you. That is all. No previews of the next chapter or whatsoever.