9 - Rather

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"Uh...were you aware that you're being followed..?"

As I walked through the village street, Laoise, one of my closer friends, was very obviously staring over her shoulder. I had taken the liberty of grabbing her arm and yanking her out of the way of several crates, a wheelbarrow, and a roving chicken.

"How could I not be? I have a nose." I muttered bitterly, Ichiji's scent overpowering everything else I could have possibly had the chance to smell.
"His hair is stupid." Laoise scoffed, finally turning to face the right way again. "Your kids are going to have stupid hair, (N/N). I'm so sorry."

Not if I have any say in the matter.

"Or I could just elope with your brother and have a whole entire bunch of cute, strawberry-blond babies." I snickered, bumping my hip into hers. Laoise was Corbin's younger sister, by a year, so it didn't surprise me in the slightest when she began to feign a gag.

"Please quit reminding me that you two get nasty with each other. It's actually heinous." She looked over her shoulder again, but this time her head whipped right back around. "He's gaining on us. Fight or flight?"

As much as I would have loved to haul ass and get away from the Vinsmoke prince, I knew he would easily catch up. Not only that, but we were actually supposed to be spending the day together. A very firm request from both of our parents, much to my dismay.

"Just ignore him. He'll get bored eventually and go bother somebody else." I sighed, though I had barely gotten the breath all the way out when I felt something impossibly warm against the back of my neck through my hair.

"Is that any way to treat your future husband, Princess?" Ichiji whispered from behind me, right up close. I hunched myself over a little, throwing a scowl over my shoulder as I tried to rein in my poor heart that was going a thousand miles an hour.

Damn it, why does he have to have such an effect on me?!

"Not at all. Hence why I'm treating you like this." I muttered, speeding up my steps and dragging Laoise along with me. Even as she nearly tripped over another chicken, she snorted.
"You tell him, girl." That earned her a sneer from Ichiji, who made no move to back off, now falling into step at my other side.

"That's an awful lot of disrespect towards royalty." He lowered his voice to seem intimidating, but my dear friend was having none of that.
"You're no royal of mine. What's with sunglasses, anyway? You just look like some guy with a bad haircut and a hangover."

Clutching my stomach, my laughter nearly caused me to choke. Several passers-by gave me funny looks, but I didn't care. I would always laugh at any form of Vinsmoke slander. Ichiji muttered something under his breath, likely some kind of insult or threat, but I couldn't care less.

"Anywho." Laoise slung an arm over my shoulders and planted a sloppy kiss to my cheek. "Sorry to love you and leave you, but I have to go help my Ma with chores. I'll stop by tomorrow. Have fun with...Yeah, seeya." With that, I was left with my least favourite person.

"The fact you allow that insolent little bitch to act like that in your presence is-" Ichiji began to speak, but I quickly cut him off.
"The only insolent little bitch here is you. Why are you even here, anyway? I don't want you tailing after me, and I know for a fact you don't want to be here either."

It was slight, but I saw Ichiji momentarily clench his jaw in irritation. If we had been alone, I was almost positive he would have taken a swing at me, but he couldn't risk his family's reputation in public like that.
"Our families want us to go on a date, so I'm doing just that. Though what we're supposed to do in a shit-hole like this, I have no idea."

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