Promises of the Faithful

Chapter 6: A Storm on the Horizon

admins been gone for a long time.. o.o sorry.. well.. hope you guys enjoy this chapter :)

"Aye Ichirou?" Tomoya waved her hand in front of my face as i quickly snapped back to attention. My eyes focused on her pouting face as she knelt down in front of me, "Geez! You've been zoning out so much lately." 

I rubbed my forehead and smiled, "Sorry Tomoya, didn't get much sleep yesterday, i came home late." 

"You've been having trouble sleeping lately, right?" She asked sifting through the hangers of dresses, "Don't tell me you've been going to bars or something?" 

I chuckled, "Tomoya, do you not trust me? I wouldn't do something like that." i said looking over the different dresses, "The black one suits you." 

"Well....you never know!" She said over her shoulder as she picked up the black dress and stood in front of the mirror, "You are an old man anyway!" 

"I'm not old..." I said, feeling a bit too dozy to have an argument, "Anyway, trust me. I haven't gone to any bars or clubs. I've just been.. busy." I should watch what i say..

"Hmph..." She said stepping behind the curtain. "Well anyway, don't you need something to wear, Ichirou?" her muffled voice says before I hear the sound of something unzipping. An image of what Tomoya might have looked like behind the curtain... oi! Old man brain! Don't go stuffing weird things into my head.. "Stop sitting there listening to me change, pervert!" 

I pressed a hand over my mouth, muffling a chuckle. "Please, who'd want to hear something like that?" I say standing up and heading over to the men's section. 

**

After about 10 minutes of choosing, i found something that i really thought look awesome. A black tuxedo with a black shirt inside and a black tie to match. I like my black.

I was met by Tomoya at the doorway separating the men and women's sections. "Ichirou!" Her hand went up to her mouth to hide a smile, "You look like...like... an Ichirou." 

I chuckled, my hand reaching up to scratch my head, "Is that a good thing or a bad thing?" 

She giggled, dipping her head slightly, "Ahaha i was just joking. You look like a prince or something..." 

"Or something?" I raised an eyebrow curiously but let it go. "Anyway, Tomoya... you..."  Tomoya was dressed in the black dress that i said suited her. At that time, i didn't notice the daimond droplets that clung to the puffy skirt of the dress and i didn't notice the string of silver gilding her sleeveless top, the edge of her skirt and the line between the skirt and top. I didn't notice how the dress glimmered to match the long black gloves that were adorned with tiny daimond droplets. At that time, i didn't even noticed that it'd make her look like a princess. 

"You..." I stuttered trying to find the words to say while Tomoya raised an eyebrow at me, "You look really beautiful." 

She smiled slightly and i could have sworm i spied a blush bloom on her cheeks, "Thanks Ichirou. Now, we're ready for the ball, aren't we, my Prince?" 

I smiled pulling out two black masks decorated with glitter. "Not quite," I said gently putting the mask on her face. It's dark colour bringing out her bright blue eyes, "Now we're ready, My Princess."

** A few days later, at the ball

Our car pulled to a stop in front of the old school hall. As i opened the car door, i could hear the music inside. "Looks like they started without us." he chuckled as i opened Tomoya's door and helped her out. 

We were greeted by an old classmate of ours, a guy by the name of Valor. "Ichirou?" He nearly coughed on the punch he was drinking, "Oh man, is that you?" 

Hugging and fistpumping, i chuckled, "Yup. Nice to see you, Valor. Haven't seen you since last semester." 

He chuckled taking another sip out of his cup, "Yup! By the way, dude, you've changed so much! Last time i saw you, you were a midget! Oh and you even managed to get yourself a girlfriend!" he exclaimed looking over at Tomoya.

Before he could assault Tomoya with hugs and pats and whatnot, I chuckled and patted him on the shoulder. "Are you sure that's not wine you're drinking?" I asked with a slightly tight smile on my face.

He got the hint and returned an equally tight smile, "Haha....Funny as always, Ichirou." and, with that, he turned and left. 

I smiled turning to Tomoya with my hand held out, "Now, shall we go and have a wonderful night? Our classmates await us."

As the night dragged on, i kept noticing strange things. Under the light of the sailing moon, i kept seeing people older than us and people not from our year. Some i didn't recognize, others i did. One caught my eye in particular, a browned haired man standing by the buffet table. Even though he had shades on, i could still see the familiar gold eyes behind them. Then it hit me. I knew him. I knew all of them. 

Akira... What is he doing here?

My hearts starts to beat faster and faster.

Then i noticed the man next to him. His dark hair and his black suit. His almost dangerous look. As the guy turned around to look and something over his back, i spied a scar running across his eye behind his shades.

Sotetsu... if he's here...

then so is Musuku...

Well i hope you guys enjoyed this chapter :3 Chapter 7 will be coming out either later tonight or tomorrow!

Pic: Ichirou in his suit O3O all credit goes to LeneZone on deviantart who made the picture that fits Ichirou's appearance in this chapted PERFECTLY! :3