The room was large and decorated in fine silks that lay neatly about the futon that had been placed in the back of the room. Delicately painted walls expressed that of the land of Chūhon with rice fields and diligent farmers that used all sorts of animals to help them. Vines wrapped around the columns that rose up to the celling. A large balcony stood off to the side near the vanity that was placed to the left and a large closet set off the side with beautiful gowns of all colors with shoes to match all in the exotic fashion of Chūhon.

All of this would have wooed any other Bearer into submission for the Alpha was not only powerful but was wealthy and able to provide for him and his younglings. Yet, to Alfred these were things that would all fade away in time and lose their glory. He would not surrender to these foul Royals just to appease their desire for blood heirs. He was neither prize to be won nor simple whore to be wooed. He scoffed at everything in the room with a deepening offensive for such a lavish room.

It had not been long since he was locked away in the room that would be his once he married the Prince, which he would sooner die before doing. They had told him that he was the only living Omega within Chūhon and one of very few left in the entire world. They were a dying Nature and all the rarer to possess. Had Arthur known of this and kept him in the dark? What was it that was killing his nature? Alfred held no answers but instead turned to the balcony.

It was a warm day with the sun shining brightly in the sky. It amazed him how it looked the same in Chūhon as it did in Deutschland. He had always imagined that it would be different somehow. That the grass was greener, the sky bluer and the sun brighter but it was all the same. Even his situation. He was a slave once more to the will of the Alphas and nothing he did could change that.

"Thou are saddened fair maiden?" The voice startled him and he looked up. There was a man crouching on the rail of the balcony dressed in tight fitting black attire. His head covered by a mask so that only his eyes were visible, a lovely dark brown. Across his back was an oddly thin bladed sword.

Alfred looked away clearly not amused by the repeated meeting of the assassin. He moved from the balcony and sat in the middle of the floor wanting nothing to do with the soft pillows and extravagant silks.

Kiku stepped into the room knowing fully well that it was forbidden. If he were to be discovered not even his father would forgive him for such dishonor. Though, Kiku could not help but feel a deep attachment to the blonde. Like something was there between them that had been long before their birth. He could dare to call it fate or destiny but something was there and he had an overwhelming need to comfort and protect the blonde. He felt as if there were a fire burning deep within him, urging him to do as he must to be near the blonde and never leave his side.

The Alpha moved before him before revealing his face. Alfred noted that he was quite handsome and a strong Alpha based on his appearance and how he presented himself. His scent was that of a fire burning the branches of a Cherry Blossom tree, relaxingly pleasant. It seemed his dark eyes burned with an unseen fire that burned deep with in him. A fire that could not be easily tamed which, though he would never admit to it, excited him. Yet, oddly enough he felt a deep attachment to the man as if there was something there before that had been for centuries, a deep connection a longing even to be together.

The prince bowed lowly to him, lower than that of which he would when he bowed to his father. Something told him this was right and that this was meant to be. He was to serve, protect and care for the other and that was what he would do from this day forth, that is if the other accepted it. "It is odd I know that I bow before you though I hold the title of prince where you hold none. Yet, I feel as if fate it's self has wrapped around us bonding us together. Though I know not why I must say that I cannot live another day without you by my side." He paused searching for his words and never daring to look up. "Do not deny this that is rightfully so! Fate transcends even that of death and truth will forever be engraved in the heart."

The blonde looked down at him with an unknown fascination. A prince was never meant to bow so lowly to a slave and yet here he was on his knees never daring to look up. Alfred would be lying if he said he did not feel just as the other had described. He felt the connection, no the bond and knew that this meeting was not by chance but that it was fate. Alfred curled his hand under the other's chin and lifted his head so their eyes were level. "Such cannot be denied." He said smiling brightly as he did. Something deep down told him that this was right that they were meant to stay at each other's side.

Kiku smiled brightly, knowing full well that he had been accepted. He took hold of the other's hand and led him to the balcony. "What of your family?!" He stopped in his tracks. His family, he would miss them greatly but he knew that he could no longer stay. His scent covered the room and it would do him no good to stay for it meant certain death. Being the second son and having no ties main branch by birth right, being alone with the bride of the crowned prince was viewed as treason and mean a dishonorable death. Kiku knew this well and yet he still followed his instincts and came to the other with little thought.

"The moment I stepped foot on the balcony was the moment I severed my ties to them. As the second son I can bring little honor to the royal family. My existence is shameful to them. I have nothing to tie me here but those of blood." He turned to Alfred and smiled happily. "With you I feel as if I can do no wrong. Within your eyes I am someone who is cherished. I know not why I feel this way when I have just met you but I speak what I know as truth."

It made Alfred want to cry. How could one's existence be shameful to a family? Would they not relish in the fact that they had not one but two strong Alpha sons? He could not be sure for customs were very different in each kingdom. It was then that Alfred realized how he had held on to the dialect of Deutschland. His hatred grew as he decided simply to abandon it for his native tongue. "I see. Where do we go from here?"

"I think perhaps we should choose a direction."

Alfred nodded as he wrapped his arms around the other's neck and was then held bridal style. "I have no desire to travel West and we lay East so let us travel North."

Kiku smiled and for once felt as if he was truly worth something more. "As you command." He responded as he jumped from the balcony, holding on tightly to his companion.

~/-*-\~

Matthew narrowed his eyes before looking out toward the balcony. "So, his instincts of protection are still strong even after his transition. " He heard the yells for him to open the door but paid them no mind. He was not going to stay. A smile made its way to his face. "I would rather no one else but you are with him, Kiku…" He moved to the balcony and jumped. "After all, it was I whom ordered you to guard him so long ago." He would beat them there and great them with a warm welcome.