Sacrifices For Love (Soukoku)

XXIX

Dazai was very curious on what was happening outside the infirmary. From the muffled talking to the slight raise to his father's voice.

The brunette strained his ears to attempt to hear what was going on behind the door but to no avail. He could only catch a few gibberish words.

The slight ruffling beside him reminded the brunette who was next to him. He decided after some contemplation to speak, spoiling the silence.

"What's your name again?"

The figure beside him stayed silent, seemingly surprised that he had spoken.

"Takeshi Rui." The other spoke after a while.

The brunette recognised that voice, it was from that guard that had spoken up for him back at the castle. After getting glitter bombed by the glitter princess, he was shifting in and out of consciousness. He recalled vaguely that this guard had carried him to the infirmary before he regained consciousness at his castle's infirmary.

He guessed the guard didn't leave him after all...

"Hmmm... Then... Take-chan?"

The other seemed surprised at the nickname.

"Pardon?" He had managed to squeak out that made the brunette chuckle before, "You don't like it? I was thinking calling you by your first name would be rude."

The guard stuttered for word as he nodded at no one since the brubette couldn't see it. Upon noticing his foolish mistake, he hurridely said, "But why a nickname?"

"It's easier to remember names that way. And I give nicknames to people that I like."

Takeshi stared in awe as the brunette smiled and continued, "It's like how I call Chuuya 'chibi' because he's short and all."

The guard stifled a laugh as he instead said, "Doesn't his highness get angry at that?"

" Every time. But it's short-lived."

Speak of the devil, the door open with a soft thump as he heard Takeshi stand up hastily, most likely either giving a bow or standing up straight.

He only heard approaching footsteps before a hand grabbed his that made him flinch. It was slightly rough yet warm to the touch.

He felt a thumb brush against his knuckles, almost affectionately before the hand pulled away.

"You'll be going back to the Celestoria kingdom. Take sometime to rest before coming back to visit your mother and I."

Only then did Dazai realised it was father who was speaking to him. The brunette merely nodded, fingers gripping the bed's cloth as he heard a grunt of acknowledgment.

He then felt a familiar hand grip his, gently ripping it off the bed as the ginger sighed fondly, "Let's go home."

The brunette hummed as he heard the older munble something to the guard before the ginger guided hin out of the infirmary and slowly but surely led him to one of the cars waiting.

He swore he has heard a familiar voice when he was making his way to the car.

Chuuya glanced at the purple haired who was in one of the cars opposite his. He gave a warning glance as he helped the brunette into the car.