Made for each other.

Chapter Two (Male edition)

It was comfortable to snuggle so close to Gareki that he could hear the soft crackling sound their skins made as soon as it touched, at least Yogi thought like this. Up before dawn, watching Gareki sleep exhausted, but never quite peaceful.

Frankly, Yogi could understand it. The noises outside – the voices loud as if they were right next to the mattresses, the barking dogs and hissing cats. He was sure he wouldn't be able to sleep. This didn't mean he wasn't glad to be here – he could do something and if it only was to watch over Gareki's sleep.

Suddenly Gareki turned around, gazing into Yogi's eyes, disrupting his thoughts. "What are you staring at?" he asked, softly, but still pointed.

Yogi closed his eyes. "I can't sleep. It's too loud outside." He sighed softly and shook his head. "Sorry that I kept you up, Gareki-kun."

"I'm not awake because of you staring at me," Gareki answered weirdly. "It's just an odd situation. You have to excuse, I never had a prince over – or a man." He sat up, looking at Yogi's hand that was still lying on his arm. Then he cracked a grin. "Nor a woman either. I've always been the oldest one."

Yogi chuckled softly as he pulled his hand away. "I just wished you would have been able to stay over for a while. There is so much I wish you had – you all had… I…"

Gareki shook his head. "No need to pity us. Rather than that, change the economy so that children like them don't exist anymore."

He sat up, looking at Gareki curiously. "What do you mean? 'That they don't exist anymore'?"

"That no child has to live in poverty anymore," Gareki answered simply. "Give them a future outside of the slums. You are a prince are you not?"

Yogi blinked softly. "I am a prince, but I don't… I don't know how that would be possible. The slums have been here in forever, much longer than I've been alive – I…"

"Let's start simple then. Why are people poor? Why do people become poor?" He asked him, turning to him. Their gazes met and Yogi shook his head.

"I don't know. I just… don't know…" he mumbled, gazing away. His sight wandered over the few pieces of furniture Gareki owned until settling on Gareki's hand. "Can you explain it to me? Why are so many born into this poverty?"

Gareki raised an eyebrow. "I'm not poor by the poor man's opinion, Yogi." He stood up and walked over to his bookshelf, running a hand over the cover. "All of these are for my pleasure, not my survival."

Yogi's gaze wandered up to Gareki's face. "But…" There weren't a lot of books. Just one small bookshelf full of books.

"Spend tomorrow with me down in this side of town." He bit on his bottom lip. "Then I'll spend tomorrow night and the day afterwards at the castle with you. Deal?"

Yogi nodded swiftly. "Yes, of course, Gareki-kun."

It was just the morning when Yogi realised that he hadn't quite thought this through. The slums were dangerous, he should have talked Gareki into packing and leaving to the castle with him.

Nai laughed softly when Yogi tickled him and pulled him on his lap. He couldn't help but adore his bright smile, he laughed with him, hugging him close.

"Are you two quite finished there?" Gareki asked them and settled down on the floor next to them. "We need to eat soon. The kids will need to head to school."

Yogi sobered up almost immediately. "Are you looking forward to school, Nai-chan?"

Nai blinked at him, clearly confused. "Nai isn't going to school," Gareki answered for him. "I'm not going either."

"Why?" Yogi questioned softly. "School is important, Gareki-kun!"

Gareki just sighed. "We're not going to school, because we don't want to, you idiot. We cannot go to school."

He looked at the children that settled on the table with them, some still only shyly looking at Yogi who was giving each of them a bright smile and a cheery 'Good morning!'. They responded, but never looked him into his eyes.

"What are we going to do today?" Yogi asked Gareki carefully, watching him fondly.

Gareki met his gaze. "We're going to work. What did you think? Best way to learn is by doing it. Meeting people." Then he looked at Nai, "We'll help out at the market, don't walk away with strangers."

Nai nodded softly. "I won't do that, Gareki!"

"Good." Gareki told him, gaze wandering back to Yogi. "We need to do something about your clothes or people will try to steal from you."

Yogi chuckled softly. "Like you?"

"No, I don't need to steal from you. You'd buy me things when I want them, Yogi," Gareki answered with a grin. "You promised as much."

"I did and I mean it," Yogi agreed softly, "Whenever and Whatever you want, Gareki-kun." He reached out for his hand. "I'll always be there for you."

"Yeah, yeah," Gareki answered, rolling his eyes. "Let's see what you say after today."

"Nothing else."

His gaze steady and honest. Gareki shook his head. He wasn't going to believe it. He wasn't going to trust.

Yogi couldn't remember ever being on a market as noisy as this – he also couldn't remember wearing fabric as scratchy as this ever before. On top of everything, Yogi wondered how Gareki could stand the smell.

He sighed softly already deciding that he would shower for a few hours when he was home. "What already disappointed, Yogi?" Gareki suddenly asked him, his eyes widened in shock. He hadn't heard him at all.

"No. Not disappointed. It's a little overwhelming?" he laughed embarrassed. "How can you stand being here the whole day?"

Gareki shrugged lightly. "The market in town is more sorted," he then mumbled. "I grew up with this market and I always wondered how anyone could like the market in town. It's so… boring."

"Yes," Yogi agreed. "And clean and save and the items are of higher quality and—"

"More expensive?" he interrupted him seriously. "Keep an eye on Nai for me will you? He's got a record of getting lost and in danger."

Yogi nodded softly. "I will. Maybe I find some stuff to buy too. Is there anything you would like?"

Gareki shook his head. "I'm fine. But you can already take a look around for lunch."

"Will do. Take care of yourself, Gareki-kun." He mumbled softly, taking Nai's hand tightly in his.

But he just snorted. "I should be telling that you."

"The royal family is known to have the strongest fighters, so don't worry. See you later." Gareki rose an eyebrow not commenting when Yogi turned and left with Nai. But he didn't miss the fond smile on his lips as he chatted lively with Nai.

Nai's eyes widened when Yogi stopped closer to a sweets shop. "The cake you bought was really delicious, Yogi." He told him, eyes focusing on the shop ahead. "Are you going to buy sweets again?"

Yogi winked. "Gareki won't like it, but we aren't going to tell, right?" He stepped into the shop and was slightly disappointed, but on the other hand what had he expected? Sweet shops how he was used to them. Which was irrational. He knew that. "Is there anything you want?"

"Welcome!" a young girl – Yogi thought she was almost too young greeted them. "How can I help you?"

Yogi smiled softly at her, raising his head high enough so she could see his eyes. "I'm undecided, what would you recommend?"

"I—I… Welcome, Oji-sama. It's a pleasure to have you here!" she stuttered and Yogi laughed softly.

"It's nice to be here," he told her softly. "Nai-chan and I are starving for dessert we only had breakfast."

"Of course, Oji-sama. What do you and Nai-sama prefer?" she asked, nervously. "Chocolate? Caramel?" She questioned, hands moving over the counter.

Nai laughed softly. "I really like chocolate, Nee-chan!" he cheered softly and then looked at Yogi.

"I'll second that for now," Yogi agreed, chuckling softly and ruffled Nai's white locks. "Though I'm in for any sort of sweets – except liquorice and coffee flavoured anything."

She nodded attentively. "How about one of the chocolate cakes?" She asked softly. "Or the strawberry chocolate one? It's really amazing."

Yogi looked at Nai. "Do you like strawberries, Nai-chan?" he asked him, getting down on his eyelevel. "Or would you rather have just a chocolate one?"

Nai seemed pensive, biting cutely on his bottom lip. "I don't know strawberries, Yogi…"

Yogi nodded, a light smile on his lips. "That's alright, don't worry." He then stood up again and smiled at the girl. "I'll be taking two slices of the strawberry and one of the double chocolate cake." His eyes wandered over the selection of sweets in the shelves. "And I'll be taking some of the caramel drops over there and then some of the chocolate covered bananas and strawberries for later."

She nodded. "Of course, Oji-sama!" And then started to pack the cake and added plastic spoons and then continued packing up the other sweets.

Yogi looked at the prices and narrowed his eyes slightly. It was so cheap. He calculated the sum in his head while taking out his wallet – being glad he had thought about taking it with him – and pulled out the money he would need, before looking down and added a tip.

"This should be everything, Oji-sama," she told him.

"Thank you," he told her and offered the money. "The rest is for you."

She took the money and stared at him. "That's way too much, Oji-sama…"

He shook his head. "It's really alright. Thank you for having us."

She bowed deeply. "Thank you very much, Oji-sama, Nai-sama. Please come back soon."

Yogi chuckled softly. "There is no need to bow that deeply. If Gareki-kun saw this he'd hit me, wouldn't he?" His gaze wandered to Nai who nodded slightly.

"Gareki asked you not to show your face…" he supplied softly and took Yogi's hand, squeezing it softly. "But I won't tell!"

Yogi laughed softly. "Thank you, Nai-chan."

"You know Gareki-san?" she asked softly. "Is he well?"

He nodded. "Yes, I think so. No complains whatsoever, but he asked me to take care of Nai-chan today while he worked." He ruffled Nai's hair once more. "So I'm going to spoil him a little."

"That's really nice of you. He takes normally care of Nai then?" she questioned softly and Yogi nodded. "How did you meet?"

Yogi shook his head, laughing softly. "It's really stupid. He tried to steal my wallet so I invited him to dinner and the day afterwards for a shopping tour. It's just really stupid."

She laughed softly. "I'm sorry, but that sounds a lot like Gareki-san."

"Does it?" Yogi asked softly. "I wouldn't know it was only a few days ago. But it's nice to know."

"I met Gareki-san when I was almost robbed. He beat my attacker down and brought me home. He's really dreamy isn't he?" She then blushed and hid her face behind her hand. "I'm sorry, Oji-sama!"

He shook his head. "It's quite alright. Gareki-kun really is something else. But I should look for our lunch now. It was nice chatting with you."

She bowed lightly. "Goodbye Oji-sama, Nai-sama. Please tell Gareki-san I said hello."

"I will," Yogi answered. "It was a pleasure doing business with you. Goodbye."

Nai waved softly to her and Yogi opened the door to lead him outside. His gaze wandered until he saw a small bench and led the way to it. Once there he sat Nai down on it and then sat down next to him before taking the slices of cake out of the wrapping. "Here let's try the strawberry one first."

Nai nodded in excitement. "Are strawberries good?" he asked curiously.

Yogi nodded slightly. "Normally yes," he answered, "But I honestly have no idea how good they taste down here. I'll give you better ones once we're at the castle."

Nai nodded. "I'll be looking forward to it, Yogi."

He smiled brightly. "Me too."

Maybe it was because his step was to light and too self-confident, but nobody stepped close the whole day. Until somebody did. Yogi's gaze narrowed almost immediately when someone tried so grab Nai.

And then the attacker was already on the ground, Yogi put himself between Nai and the attacker and watched as his rose vines bound the attacker on the ground. "Don't attack my charge and think I won't take it as attack against me."

The attackers eyes were wide as he stared up at Yogi, the passer-by stopped and stared at the ground – at the roses that bound the attacker before their gaze wandered to Yogi who took Nai and carried him away.

Gareki looked up at him when he approached, still carrying Nai. "Coming to tell me you messed up?"

Yogi shrugged. "He tried to grab Nai, I had no choice." He set Nai down on the ground and then looked back at Gareki. "How did you know?"

"Someone passed not long ago telling me about an apparently illegitimate prince," he shook his head. "Did someone see your eyes?"

"I used rose vines to tie Nai-chan's attacker to the ground. The girl from the sweet shop says hello. She seems to have a big crush on you." Yogi then told him, smiling cheekily. "You're a true lady's man."

Gareki rolled his eyes. "Idiot. I'm just about finished. "Do you have an idea for dinner?"

Yogi rubbed his neck, gaze wandering to the sky watching the sun slowly setting. "It's too late for lunch by now…"

"That is why I asked for dinner." He sighed. "It was busy today, I haven't had anything since breakfast and you two apparently just snacked all day."

"Let's head to the castle," Yogi proposed. "We'll still be on time for dinner when we leave soon."

Gareki nodded slightly. "I promised, give me ten minutes."

Yogi smiled brightly at him, but he averted his gaze. "We'll be waiting, Gareki-kun."

Hirato's eyes twinkled when he saw Yogi. "Deciding to grace us with your presence, Oji-sama?" he teased him softly and Yogi chuckled softly.

"Looks like it, Hirato-san. Can you fetch a maid to fix guest rooms for Gareki-kun and Nai-chan?" He asked motioning to his guests. "We will head down to the dining room already."

"Of course, have fun with your soulmate." He then left them alone and Yogi sighed softly. "Sorry about that, Gareki-kun."

But Gareki didn't answer, gaze wandering over the walls, looking far too interested in the architecture. "Yeah, whatever…"

Yogi chuckled lightly.