Rent a Girlfriend: Themed Somewhat Different (Short Story) Part 3

Characters:

Kazuya Kinoshita

Chizuru Mizuhara

Mami Nanami

Ruka Sarashina

Sumi Sakurasawa

Nagomi Kinoshita

Yoshiaki Kibe

Shun Kuribayashi

Sayuri Ichinose

Mini Yaemori

The Nobles Elite:

The Twelve Nobles that sat at the Table were those that strongly believed in the Hierarchy System and strove to one day actually be rulers of the Nations. Where there would be no Elections. Where they themselves would dictate which Laws were enforced and those that they would abolish. Such as any type of Freedom for Commoners. These Twelve were also those that decided upon the Rankings of the Knights and Mages. So when it was discovered that a Commoner was intent on taking the Trials to become the Sword Saint. These same Twelve Nobles were not about to let that happen.

"If we allow this...This Commoner to take the Trial and if by some Miracle he actually succeeds. It could negatively affect our own agendas. Those that support the ideals of equality between the Nobles and the Commoners would gain substantial support." One of the Elder Twelve said with his hands poised over a thick folder that contained all the information about Kazuya Kinoshita.

"But what can we do? It is not like we can somehow not let him submit his request. If we did...Then those that are supporters will use our denial against us. Rallying other Mid Level Nobles to their cause that way." Another said and one of the youngest stood.

"I have an idea. As the report indicated...This Commoner wants to submit the request in about five years from now. What if we force him to take the Trials...Now? Use that rule that if he declines then he cannot try again." The Young Duke said and several crackled with delight.

"Yes that would work. The Report highlights that he believes he is not ready yet. Which means that the Sword High Masters should be able to defeat him easily. Perhaps some of the more...Vicious ones will accidentally cripple or kill him." One of them said and then they called for a vote. All twelve agreed to the plan and within a day a letter was dispatched to Kazuya Kinoshita to undergo the Trials for Sword Saint.

Measures:

Returning from their date at the Movie Theater. Chizuru felt happy as she held Kazuya's right hand with her fingers intertwined with his. She had become used to having a Boyfriend that was Courting her and she did not care at all about anyone that did not approve. Especially her fellow Classmates at the Academy. So as they neared the Apartment Building, she was tempted to ask him to spend the night with her. Since they had been together for over a month, she believed it was time to move their relationship to a more intimate one. But as they ascended the steps together, she was surprised to see three Men waiting outside his Door to his Apartment. "Are you Kazuya Kinoshita?" One of the Men asked and Kazuya slowly nodded. Letting go of Chizuru's hand and stepping in front of her.

"Yes I am. What do you want?" Kazuya asked ready and willing to defend not himself but Chizuru. The Man pulled out a Sealed Letter and handed it him.

"We are to await your reply." The Man said and Kazuya opened the letter and read it. Then gasped loudly.

"What is it Kazuya?" Chizuru asked with concern and he inhaled sharply.

"This is my Appointment to...To...To undergo the Trails for...For the Title of Sword Saint. Three months from now." Kazuya said sullenly and Chizuru noticed his expression. "If I do not accept...Then they will not allow my to submit another request."

"WHAT!? You said you were not ready...That you need at least another five years." Chizuru said in desperation and Kazuya let out a long sighing breath.

"I think that is why they did this. Expecting that I am not ready and I will fail." Kazuya looked over at the Man that had handed the Letter. "Got a pen?" He asked and signed it that he accepts. Chizuru scowled at him angrily.

"MY APARTMENT! NOW!" Chizuru declared and stormed towards her Apartment as the Three Men that had brought the Letter started to leave. One of them chuckled.

"He may not live long enough to take the Trials." The one whispered to his comrades and they all chuckled. As Kazuya wondered if he had done something wrong. Once inside her Apartment. He watched nervously as Chizuru went into the Kitchen.

"Uhm...Chizuru are you upset about something?" Chizuru asked her meekly and she glared over at him as she picked up one of her Teacups. It exploded due to her losing control of her Magic. Which only happens when she was angry.

"Why would I be upset?" Chizuru asked sarcastically as she frowned and dropped the remnants of the exploded Teacup into the Trashcan. "My Boyfriend without consulting me decided to do something extremely dangerous! So why would I be upset?" As she picked up another Teacup it too exploded. Kazuya gulped as he watched her throw the debris of the second Teacup into the Trashcan. Knowing he had made a huge blunder.

"Perhaps I should...Make the Tea." Kazuya suggested and she glared at him sternly. Causing him to consider making a hasty retreat. But he knew that if he did, then she probably would blow up his door to his Apartment. If he retreated to his Apartment and locked himself in.

"No! Sit down over there! You and me are going to have a little discussion!" Chizuru ordered him pointing at a spot as she picked up a third cup. This time it did not explode. Then went over to the Sink to fill the Teapot. Usually she would use a fraction of Fire Magic to heat Water in the Teapot. But she knew with the mood she was in. She probably would end up melting the Teapot and perhaps even start a fire. Instead, she turned on the Burner of the Stove. Put a Teabag into the cup and waited for the Water to boil. All the while Kazuya sat where he was told to sit. When the water was hot, she poured the water in with the teabag and then removed it. Sipping the tea she calmed down some. It took her a good ten minutes and Kazuya sat there sweating all the time. Finally she finished her tea and placed the cup gently down on the countertop. Then walked over to where he was seated and glared down at him.

"Chizuru...I am...Sorry..." Before Kazuya could finish apologizing she cut him off with a glare.

"I am not angry that you decided to accept the Challenge. I am not even angry about the fact that you did not even hesitate to agree to take the challenge." Chizuru said calmly and then let him have it. Just as he seemed to believe he was not in as much trouble as he believed he was. "What I am angry about is that you did not even talk to me about it before you agreed to do it. We are a couple now...We are courting with the intention of when the time is right. We are to...going to get Married." She took a breath and reigned in her anger and frustration. Not wanting to accidentally destroy anything else in her Apartment. "You just made the choice to endanger your life without even thinking about talking to me first to see how I felt about it." She continued to glare at him and he seemed to shrink in on himself.

"You are right and I am sorry Chizuru. I did not discuss it with you first. But in my defense...You know it is my desire to become the Sword Saint." Kazuya said and Chizuru let out a sigh.

"Yes I know. But Kazuya you mean a lot to me. I do not want to lose you. I want a future with you. If you...If you..." Chizuru started to cry, clenching her hands into fists and Kazuya reached up and took hold of her closed hands. He lightly pulled her down and she knelt in front of him. He put his arms around her, and she melted against him and continued to cry. Pushing her face into his chest as she cried.

"If you...If you do not want me to take the Challenge Chizuru...I won't." Kazuya said soothingly to her and Chizuru snuffled. Then shook her head.

"I...I can't...I can't ask you to. It is...It is your dream..." Chizuru reluctantly moved back a few inches and looked directly at him. "Just...Just don't...Don't get hurt and don't die. No matter what...Do not leave me." She said as tears ran down her cheeks. She then leaned forward and kissed him. Passionately. As she did, she pushed him backwards onto the floor. Parting she smiled at him seductively. "Make love to me...Make love to me Kazuya."

Late the next afternoon, Kazuya was about to leave Chizuru's apartment. But Chizuru grabbed him and pulled him partially back into her Apartment and kissed him. Parting she placed her head sideways onto his chest. "Come back later okay...For Dinner and...I want you to spend the night again." She blushed and slowly let go of him. Allowing him to go back to his Apartment to take a Shower and Change his clothes. He had to. Since when he tried to take a shower in her bathroom. She decided to join him and that led to them instead of taking a shower. They ended up making love on the bathroom floor several times. Standing outside her door, Kazuya smiled in at her.

"I love you Chizuru." Kazuya said and Chizuru smiled back at him.

"I love you too Kazuya." Chizuru then shut the door. To stop herself from dragging him back into her Apartment and back onto her bed.

Double Down:

It took two days or rather nights before Kazuya could focus back on his Training. But due to that he only had three months to prepare, he decided to double the amount of training time he usually conducted daily. That meant instead of two hours. He was now training for four hours or more. He also added another twenty pounds to the weighted Training Sword that he used. Swinging the now sixty pound sword for almost two hours. Or until he nearly dropped from exhaustion.

On the third day of Kazuya's increased training. Chizuru had visitors. It was Shinbo and Kawanaka who insisted on watching Kazuya train from the back balcony. They had come over to give her the good news that Kibe was courting Kawanaka and Kuri was courting Shinbo. Now though they stood there admiring the view. "I think...I think we should come visit you more often." Shinbo commented as she and Kawanaka stood there fixated on watching Kazuya swing a Sword shirtless.

"I agree. This is better then a show...I really, really love the view you have." Kawanaka said as she licked her lips. Chizuru poked both of her friends.

"HEY! That is my Kazuya you two are...Perving on." Chizuru stated and her two friends chuckled. "Besides...You both just told me you are being courted by Kibe and Kuri. Maybe you should stop...He is mine!" She declared and herded them both inside so they would stop staring at Kazuya as he trained. Once inside and after she shut the curtains. Chizuru went to make tea for them all. "Uhm...Sorry about having to use paper cups. I...I only have one Teacup...I sort of broke the other two I had and I haven't had the chance to go buy any yet." She blushed slightly as she filled the paper cups. Handing them to her friends.

"It is fine." Kawanaka said as she then thoroughly looked at Chizuru and slowly smiled. "You two did it...Didn't you?" She pointed her right index finger at Chizuru accusingly and Chizuru blushed a bright shade of red. Almost dropping the paper cup. "I knew it! I could tell...You...You been subtly smiling since we got here."

"Really? You two...Did it?" Shinbo asked and Chizuru slowly nodded. "So how was it? You got to give us all the details." Her friend asked and Chizuru shook her head.

"There is no way I am telling you that!" Chizuru declared sternly and her two friends started laughing.

"You realize that no matter what...He has to Marry you now." Kawanaka said and Chizuru smiled.

"Yes...Yes he will have to."

The Sword Saint Challenge:

Due to that it was televised. Chizuru was only able to watch it at home. So she watched it tensely and nervously at her Grandmother's House. With his Family there as well. Her eyes were glued to the Screen as she found herself holding her breath several times already. Kazuya had beaten the first four Sword High Masters and was about to spar against the fifth and sixth at the same time. "This is where it can get deadly." Her Grandmother said softly. "But don't worry Chizuru...He will kick both of their asses."

Sweating and almost completely exhausted, Kazuya faltered as he defeated the two High Masters about the same time. Favoring his now bruised left knee, he limped over to where he could rest for about fifteen minutes. His second. Someone suggested by Princess Stephanie unscrewed the top of a bottle of water and handed it to him. The older Noble, an Earl nodded reassuringly. Letting Kazuya know that it was safe and it was the same Water that Toland had brought with them. Chugging down most of it, he used the rest to pour over himself and Earl Toland Reginald handed him a Towel. Something else the Older Man brought with him. Before coming to the Arena. Kazuya asked about why and Toland insisted on bringing their own Supply of Water, Towels and other Essential Items. "I would not put it past them to spike the Water and do something to hinder you. Proof of their desperation is to have you take the Challenge now and not later." Roland told him taking the now wet towel from him and tossing it into the Nearby Trashcan. The Doctor that the Earl had brought as well examined Kazuya's left knee.

"Good news is that it isn't broken. Bad news is that it is severely bruised. So it is going to hurt a lot if you put your weight on it." The Doctor Junichi Hashiba informed him and Kazuya flinched as the Junichi moved it about. "Wish I could give you something for the Pain...But it is against the rules." The Elder man added and Kazuya gave a soft chuckle.

"Well God gave me two legs...I will just put most of my weight on my Right Leg." Kazuya stood and the Earl handed him his Sword. It was time for the next duel.

Limping back towards where he could rest for another fifteen minutes. Kazuya's Left shoulder hung awkwardly downward. Dislocated. After he sat down the Doctor popped it back in and was about to put a sling on his arm. Kazuya stopped him. "No...No. I need...My arm to help me parry." He hissed out in agony. Slowly rotating his left shoulder and he could hear a popping sound. There was only one left to defeat and he would complete the Challenge.

"This is insane Kazuya. The last one is...He is the best of them all. Vi-Count Randal Sinclair...He is notably the best Swordsman in the United States." Toland told him and Kazuya forced himself to his feet.

"I am going to finish this no matter what." Kazuya stated with determination and limped back to face his last Challenge. All during the duel all Kazuya could manage was to block and parry. While he waited for the right opportunity and opening as Sinclair swung his Sword expertly about.

Sitting on the edge of his Seat with the other Twelve Elite Nobles. Count Christopher Vorsa looked to his right and then his left. All the other Eleven subtly nodded. Giving him the go ahead with his plan. "We cannot let him win. Singal Him and lets end this." He said to his Aide and the Man nodded to the one that would ensure that Kazuya lost.

With a parry Kazuya had an opening so he went for it. This blow would be considered a mortal one so he would be considered the winner. But as he brought his sword down to he suddenly felt something strike his right shoulder and his entire arm felt numb. The Sword dropped from his tingling fingers down onto the Floor with a clang. While his Right arm hung almost lifeless. He quickly looked and could see a small dart sticking into his shoulder. It had penetrated his Padded Shirt. The red colored feathers of the dart was bright against the Gray Colored Shirt. Randal Sinclair brought his sword upwards about to deliver the blow that would cause Kazuya to loose the Match. But held it there for several minutes staring at Kazuya in confusion. "Go ahead and finish it, Milord. I cannot move my Right arm...So you might as well claim your victory." He said to the older Man sullenly. Instead Sinclair moved his Sword to his left hand and stepped closer. Then plucked the dart from Kazuya Right Shoulder.

"What the Fuck is this?" SInclair yelled angrily holding the Dart high in the air. Showing everyone the small dart. TV Cameras all moved to focus on the small item in the Sword High Masters hand. "I have been cheated out of a fair and honorable duel!" He growled and glared to where he suspected the Dart had been shot from. Up in the Audience no one moved. Though almost all of them flinched from the venomous glare that Sinclair was giving them. Then out of nowhere three men dressed in black descended upon a lone individual. Pinning him to the floor and handcuffing him. One of the three then held up a Dart Gun. They then identified themselves as Special Agents. Sinclair snarled viciously several words that are unwritable or sayable. He handed the Dart to his Second and then walked back towards Kazuya moving his Sword back into his right hand.

"Milord...Can you finish this...I...I do not know how much longer I can keep my footing." Kazuya slumped and started to drop. But a strong right hand held him upwards.

"Keep to your feet. Just for a minute longer." Sinclair said then moved directly in front of him and held his Sword back upwards. Kazuya waited for the blow to indicated that he had lost. But instead Sinclair smiled and then dropped his Sword at Kazuya's feet. "You won...I concede and declare that you have defeated me."

All Twelve of the Elite Protested loudly. That is until two men with Badges approached them. "Protest as much as you like Gentlemen. But as of this moment all twelve of you are under arrest for interference with the Trials and a few other charges." One of the men said and Vorsa glared down at them.

"We...We...We are all high Level Lords. By what authority do you believe you can Arrest any of us?" Vorsa demanded and the Man that had spoken smiled.

"I am Hanes Gregor...Special Investigator from the United Nations. That gives us the Authority to arrest every single one of you." Hanes said as several other men approached the Twelve Nobles and put Handcuffs on them. Meanwhile Kazuya had dropped down to his knees and was fighting the urge to pass out. He was barely coherent when the Grand Sword High Master declared that he had won his Challenge and was now the Entitled Sword Saint.

As the Paramedics wheeled Kazuya out of the Arena, New Reporters attempted to descend upon him. All of them almost yelling questions at him. In his daze he barely heard any of them. Then one asked him something and he actually understood the question. "What are your plans when you go back home? What is the first thing you are going to do when you get home?"

"Propose to my Girlfriend and ask her to marry me." Kazuya replied and then blissfully passed out.

Grandma Sayuri's House:

Chizuru gripped the edges of the Flatscreen Television in both of her hands and glared at the TV Screen. "That Idiot! What the...? He just proposed...Over International Television! How could he do that?" She asked smiling broadly as tears ran down her cheeks. She turned her head towards her Grandmother and Kazuya's Family. They too were smiling broadly.

"Well dear...Are you going to accept or not?" Sayuri asked and Chizuru tried to scowl but just could not stop smiling.

"Of course! I will accept. But I want him to ask me properly and not over...HE SAID THAT OVER INTERNATIONAL TV! THAT IDIOT!" Chizuru yelled the last eight words loudly in frustration and then before she was ready the four older people hugged the stuffing out of her.

Finale:

It took two days for Kazuya to return back home. He had to spend almost an entire day and a half in the Hospital getting treated for a dislocated Left Shoulder, Damaged Kneecap and to be placed under observation until the Paralyzing Agent that was on the Dart to wear off. The UN Agents had told him and Toland that the Twelve Elite at first wanted their Assassin to kill him with poison. But decided that if they did, then Kazuya would end up a Martyr that was when they decided instead to have it where Kazuya would fail miserably. Across his lap was the Coveted Sword of the Saint. A Sword that was handed down to anyone that gained the Title of the Sword Saint. It was a symbolic Sword that he would carry along with a Sword he would normally carry and use. Never actually using the Sword of the Saint at all. Since it was about five hundred years old and probably would break if it was used. So now as he sat in a Wheelchair, he was wheeled off the Flight and was surprised to find the Airport almost completely packed with people. Police and Airport Security kept an aisleway free. Several dignitaries including the Prime Minister of Japan waited for him. But with those same people was someone he really wanted to see. Chizuru who stood there impatiently waiting for him. She rushed forward and hugged him gently as he sat in the Wheelchair. He declined all the invitations to several official gatherings and dinners with the excuse that he needed to recover. In the back of the Limo provided by the Prime Minister. He proposed to Chizuru and she excepted.

Back at her Apartment, Chizuru helped Kazuya over to her Easy Chair and once he was sitting on it. She sat across his lap carefully. "There is something I need to talk about with you." She said with a huge frown. "I got some offers to be an Actress in two Movies, A couple Television Shows and Plays." Kazuya smiled proudly at her.

"Hey that is good news isn't it? You can accomplish your Dream of becoming an Actress." Kazuya said excitingly and Chizuru shook her head.

"They are only offering me those parts because...Because I am engaged to the Sword Saint. I am not sure if I should accept any of them. Everyone will think that I am only with you because you are the Sword Saint." Chizuru said and Kazuya chuckled.

"So what? Who cares what anyone thinks. If you can use me being the Sword Saint to fulfill your dreams then I say more power to you. Use it. We both know the truth. That we fell in love before I even became the Sword Saint." Kazuya told her and Chizuru smiled.

"You know you are right. I fell in love with you way before you doing something extremely stupid and idiotic as taking that suicidal Challenge. Which by the way you ever do something that foolish again and I will personally make you suffer for worrying me so badly." Chizuru said and then lightly kissed him. Right up to when they arrived at his Family's Store slash Residence.

It took another three days before Kazuya could walk with only a slight limp. So, this was the first day he would be going back to the Academy. He had decided even though he was the Sword Saint. He still wanted to be Knighted. That meant he had to finish his studies at the Academy and take the Test to become a Knight. Though the Administration informed him that he would not be taking the Practical. Mainly due to that they could not find any of the Instructors willing to cross Swords with him. Now as Chizuru held his left hand in his Right hand. They entered the Campus Grounds and once there. They were essentially swarmed by Students and Teachers. All wanting Kazuya to show them the Sword of the Saint. At the same time most of the Boys inquired about becoming his Retainers. "This is insane. Four months ago...These were the same people that scorned you and now they are essentially kissing your ass." Chizuru commented as they continued to walk further onto the Campus.

In her own Class, the VIP treatment did not end outside. Several of the Girls in the Class greeted Chizuru respectfully and wanted her to sit near them. Inquiring if they could become one of her Followers. She did not respond much to any of them. By the time Princess Stephanie arrived she had over a dozen written requests in front of her. After the formality of bowing to the Princess. Stephanie sat down next to her. "Ever since I met you...I have wanted to sit next to you. But due to...not wanting to cause you anymore...Problems. I could not. You do not mind this do you?" Stephanie asked and Chizuru shook her head.

"No your Highness...Not at all." Chizuru said smiling at her and Stephanie smiled back.

"So...How are you and The Sword Saint fairing with...all of this?" Stephanie asked gesturing to all their other Classmates who were all looking at Chizuru.

"I am not used to having so much attention. Your Highness. The main issue is...I have had over a couple dozen high ranking officials that want to attend my and Kazuya's wedding. From the Prime Minister to the King and Queen of England. All me and Kazuya want is a small wedding with just family and a few friends. Not some huge affair." Chizuru did not mention that the Pope wanted to officiate the Wedding. Even though neither she or Kazuya were Catholic. Stephanie chuckled.

"It is the price of fame. There has not been a Sword Saint for almost fifty years. I hate to say this but...At some point the Sword Saint will have to get involved with Politics and he must. So he can bridge the gap between Nobles and the General Public. He will have to be our beacon of hope. That is true reason for the Sword Saint." Stephanie told her and Chizuru frowned. "Knowing this...Do you still want to marry him?" The Princess asked and Chizuru smiled.

"Nothing will stop me. When we do get Married Your Highness...Would you like to come to our Wedding?" Chizuru asked and Stephanie immediately accepted.

"So have you picked a date yet?" Stephanie asked and Chizuru laughed.

"Your Highness. He as told me he wants to do it two years from now. He does not know I want to have it two months from now...Well he does not know yet. I am going to tell him that tonight." Chizuru said and they both laughed. Drawing the attention of everyone in the Class.

The End?