A Thousand Years Of Waiting for Mr.Prince

His Acceptance

"Thinking about this deeper..." Arthur pondered out loud. "Substitutes such as Sakura are only to exist for a short amount of time. A year at the most if I'm correct. So why is it that she's still existing now?"

Francis shrugs. "That I do not have the answer to. There may be something she's still holding onto that's keeping her here, she might disappear tomorrow for all we know."

"W-Wait a minute!" Alfred speaks up. "Are you saying that there's a chance Sakura's existence will disappear at any moment?"

"That's what he just said you twat." Arthur complained.

"Then how can you act as if it doesn't bother you? She's been with us for so long, so why wouldn't you-"

"We never said that it doesn't bother us." Francis interrupts, "We all know that she'll have to disappear one day, we just didn't expect for it to take so long for her to do so."

"No way..." Alfred hung his head low and shook his head in disbelief.

"However.." Arthur states, "There might've been something that she held onto for all these years. Something that prevented her from disappearing."

"Well I'll be..." Francis says, stunned at what Arthur had just said. "You actually said something pretty smart."

"Are you trying to pick a fight, you frog?"

"How rude, you dare call this beautiful face a 'frog'?" Francis teased. "On that note, if that 'something' was her beloved prince from long ago, she's held on for a long time now."

"But hasn't Sakura started a new relationship with uh... Ah, what's his name... Greece?" Arthur fumbles.

"Heracles?" Francis asks, and Arthur nods. "Yeah that guy." A face of realization washes over the two's faces, and they became silent. Alfred, who hasn't said anything for the past two minutes takes the chance to do so.

"If what I think is going to happen, is what you guys are thinking might happen, cross my heart and hope to die it better not happen." Alfred says with a shaky voice. The three men exchange glances with each other and come to a conclusion.

"I see we're all on the same page then?"

"Looks like we'll be paying them a visit."

Sakura woke up in a daze, and found herself in her bed instead of the couch where she had fallen asleep. She rubs her eyes lazily and blinks a few times as her vision focuses. A thick warm blanket covers her and she pushes it off gently to sit up. After doing so, Sakura looks down and realizes that someone's arm is wrapped around her loosely. She smiles to herself; tanned skin, and a large hand, Sakura holds the hand, squeezing it gently. She looks over to her side, and sees that the Greek beside her was still asleep. She leans over and kisses him gently on the cheek. "Good morning, Heracles-san."

His eyes flutter open at the sound of his lover's voice and smiles at her lazily. "Mornin', Sakura." Heracles sits up properly to give Sakura a good morning kiss, and she happily returns it. He runs his fingers through her hair slowly, and Sakura holds onto his hand. Heracles caresses her cheek gently as if she was glass, and pulls her in for another kiss. Their kisses were always warm and sweet, they made Sakura happy and secure. Sakura can't help but keep smiling at Heracles, and caresses his cheek as well. "I thought we were sleeping on the couch."

"I woke up during the night and carried you here." Heracles pulls Sakura close and hugs her, nuzzling his face into her neck. "I ended up falling asleep again and slept on your bed with you."

Sakura returns the hug, and plays with Heracle's bed hair. "That's okay, I don't mind."

"We slept for a really long time too, are you feeling hungry?"