The Banished

The Coronation

Tomasu's POV

Tomasu Shiroi Hono brushed his hair out of his face and quickly fixed it by making his hair into a ponytail and adjusting it to the side, he frowned at his reflection while looking at the oval shaped mirror."Hmm" he pondered "Maybe he won't like it?" Tomasu asked himself, he needed today to be perfect. Today was his coronation and his wedding! Yes even though he's only 17, his father the King of Setrium made an exception and he didn't object.

For the ceremony he wore a not so fancy red kimono with flames embroidered at the bottom edges, the folds overlap when it comes to his waist and frontal part of the body. The future king left his room to get his wooden sandals, footsteps could be heard down the hallway as wood met marble. The guards bowed gracefully as he beamed at all of them as he walked past Tomasu turned left, walked down a flight of stairs, veered right and into the great hall. The officials smiled at him and turned towards the King being proud to have raised such a person, Gyo the king himself smiled broadly at his son. The king got off his marble throne which was dyed red and advanced to his son, his own brown hair swinging side to side which was held together by a tie, when he reached his son he smiled at him causing the wrinkles around his eyes to crease, he drew his breath and said "Son, I'm so happy for you, one day you will lead our armies and rule this kingdom on that throne" Tomasu nodded severally knowing he had to, but he wasn't prepared for he had always thought his father would be there to help him, to guide him and to rule with him. He embraced his father followed with a bow, Tomasu walked away into his favourite servant's room. The knock on the door causing Akari to get up from her too small green bed and opened the door, she loved at what she found, her own childhood friend near his coronation and wedding! She gestured for him to come inside her bedroom.

Tomasu never actually entered the room before, he thought it would be plain like all the other rooms, but this one was exotic. Shades of every type of green existed in this 10 metres squared room. The bed was mantis coloured with an accent of chartreuse, the windows were tinted emerald along with the curtains. Turquoise flooded the room from carpet to walls but the roof was splashed with a lighter turquoise. Even though the colours were there, that was it! There was no space to run around or even exercise, that sucked he thought, this didn't even count as a room! Tomasu stared at Akari in pity and quickly wiped the emotion clean from his face "It's so small" he muttered "Why don't you request a new room?" he asked Akira. Akira simply smiled and looked down "It's fine, getting to be near you is beyond my own happiness" from the tips of her ears they turned red, she was playing a dangerous game... a game where she will not be the only one playing.

Tomasu, didn't even react, oblivious as he was, he simply nodded "Why the different colours?"

Like the usual, she would answer "It reminds me of the forest" and as usual, he would just sigh and give up asking. He had a feeling Akari liked him but didn't think much of it. The bed felt weird, it was like there were rocks underneath, he scrunched his eyebrows and eyed at what he was sitting at, "What is underneath this bed? Do you have human bodies underneath?!" he exclaimed followed by laughter. Akari shook her head giggling "The fuck? No!" she laughed quietly and whispered in Tomasu's ear "It's you ancestors", those words were enough to make Tomasu leave the room, "Don't worry! It wasn't painful!" she shouted down the hallway, the guards just stood there confused at what was going on.

'I have one more stop' he thought to himself, the sound his shoes made changed as wood did not meet marble anymore but glass. Sighing to himself he pushed the glass door open with a tremendous amount of strength, which sadly revealed another glass door to open this time the moment he touched the glass door he winced and backed away "It's always like this, calm down" he muttered to himself poorly motivating him. Using the sleeves of his kimono he pried open the door quickly moving inside and shutting it, all to waste as another door appeared in front of him this time red glass, every time he came to this door he always wondered if it was glass shrugging off the thought he placed his hands on the wall and fell back hitting his head on the floor. Memories came flooding in as he saw things from other people's perspectives.

Some not even from his time as he saw a sign that read 'Brooklyn', he clawed at his head furiously and desperately, finally the pain ceased and the memories became blurrier and blurrier until it was completely gone, Tomasu got up like nothing happened and placed his hands on the so called 'Red glass' and pushed easily being lighter than the other doors and again the door led to another door this time a black door, unlike the other glass doors, this one seemed to suck in all the light in the 5 squared room. Again he placed his hands on the door and nothing happened, gently pushing it, the whole door swung open nearly immediately which did not surprise him as he's opened all these doors before.

There laid in front of him were two guys in a very complicated position. Guy#1 A raven haired guy maybe in his 20's was laid on a couch his ponytail travelling down his pale, gorgeous spine. He wore black skinny jeans with nothing on top, his facial features seemed to be annoyed as his hands were pressed against a man approximately the same age as the black haired male but this time has white nearly transparent hair, the second guy was exactly like the first one but wore white skinny jeans and his face was trying to attack the other ones face. Tomasu's presence obviously interrupted them, when they stared at him, it was like not from this world. The white haired male's eyes were like glass pushing him away like some sort of barrier unlike the raven haired male which seemed to suck him in the pitch black eyes of his.

He almost looked relieved when Tomasu entered the huge room almost like a throne room. "Yukina, who is he?" the white haired male asks him almost like nothing happened "Yukine, calm down... i know him" Yukine eyed him suspiciously and got off Yukina. Placing a black long sleeves on Yukina's head, Yukine put on white cotton long sleeves and disappeared in glass.... Or should i say he broke in pieces and disappeared. Yukina simply got up and smiled softly eyeing him from head to toe looking like he might be thinking about devouring him. Tomasu stared wide eyed looking back at the door making sure it was still there. "Uh, hi!" he managed to say, "Are you here for your training?" Yukina asks him quietly "Yes" he placed bluntly. 

The black haired man simply smiled and grabbed his hand leading him to another room through the walls. Heat spread across his face at this human contact but was quickly wiped out as he let go "We'll be training here, sorry if the master isn't here, he went to a brothel" The prince nearly choked but then remembered he was a drunkard. Yukina placed his hands on my hips and breathed in deeply causing shivers down my spine, after I opened my eyes the room is now an ocean of sakura trees but in winter, in the middle of the ocean was a black figure that attracted all the light in this tundra. "My prince, who is that?" He asked in a smooth tone, Tomasu who didn't even know who that figure started to stutter, his confusion ended when he started talking again "It's fine, now we will be learning about close quarters fighting" He finished the sentence by handing him a sword that weighed more than me. It'd be nice to just throw this at Yukina but knew better not to mess with a person with his eyes, Tomasu's father taught him all about someone's eyes and how that told a whole story, it determines their power, linage and much more. Though something told him that Yukina's eyes told so much more. He didn't realise that he's been staring at his eyes for a long time that Yukina made himself comfortable on a sakura tree making him look like the god of death on something completely opposite of his personality. He seemed to catch Tomasu's gaze "Are you done staring?" he seemed to tease the prince which seemed to make him blush. "Ahhh!" He threw the sword at Yukina in frustration but to his luck, Yukine catched it. "Now's not the time, we can play later ~ ~" He seductively says, the male threw the sword back to the prince."Let's fight" The prince only smiled.