Uta no prince-sama One shots~

Aijima Cecil (13)

CECIL AIJIMA:

You had counted down the days from the day you had received the last message.

"On that special day, there will be a surprise waiting for you in front of your house. I am looking forward to spend the day with you."

From nervousness, you begin to shift weight from one foot to another, wondering who the mysterious man is.

"A horse?!" Your heartbeat begins to race, hearing the clip-clopping of hooves before they rest to a stop, followed by a neigh.

You rush downstairs immediately. What is revealed in front of your eyes, is beyond your wildest imagination.

Even in the sweetest dreams you have not yet picture there would be a carriage with two horses standing in front of the house.

"So romantic!" you think to yourself and look at the man, who is standing beside the carriage. "Cecil!" your voice shakes and you almost scream his name. He is not in his usual clothes this time; actually it is the first time you see a man in royal attire. "So Cecil-like." is the first thing that crosses your mind and you catch yourself blushing.

The Prince of Agnapolis makes a step forward and before you realize it, he bows and takes your hand in one smooth movement, gently brushing his lips against your knuckles. 

"My princess, you look astonishing! May I?"

Being flattered, by a Prince, at that, you lay your hand in his and hence, the series of the events to your Valentine, begins.

It was the first time, you ride a carriage and people keep looking at you with surprising look on their faces. 

Sudden touch of two warm hands wake you up from thoughtfulness. "Love and happiness is what you deserve. Please rest assured, this will be the day you will never forget."

You smile and ask yourself, how can be there a man out there, who can put your minds at ease. Stuffed teddy bear appears in your hands, his small hands holding even smaller card with a message. You carefully take the card and read:"For the prettiest princess, I love you." It was a thoughtful present for Valentine and your heart warm up even more.

The day is sunny and clear and eventually the two of you arrive at the lake. As you walk towards the shimmering blue body of water, you notice a boat with paddles.

"Don't tell me Cecil, you..." Your voice lodges in your throat and you trail off.

"Yes, my dear." He nods "What do you think of it?" 

Your watchful eyes catch some uneasiness on his face. Is he afraid of water?

"Don't worry Cecil," you try to reassure him. "I'm with you. I trust you and I know it will be an unforgettable day."

He looks at you and you are marveled to see a light blush dusting his cheeks pink.

"Where are we going?" You wonder out loud, while looking around the lake. Enjoying the summer breeze, wishing you can stay like this for the entire day.

"Wait and you will see." Cecil answers mysteriously, his voice betraying no hint whatsoever.

When was the last time you had taken a stroll in the nearby park? It seems like ages. Minutes pass by in silence and words don't seem to be necessary.

"Ohh, a small islet is in front of us! Don't tell me Cecil, that we're actually going there?" 

On small islet, there stands an old, wooden gazebo, decorated with small lights around its perimeter. 

"Welcome my love." Cecil whispers, and swiftly offers you a seat. "You must be hungry. I have prepared canapés for you... I hope you will like it."

Your hand covers your reddened face when you see small heart-shaped canapés on the plate. And there are also all sorts of fruits. 

"T..thank you Cecil." Was the only line you manage to stutter, because you are so surprised you are not able to form coherent sentences.

After a while, Cecil stands up and moves towards you. 

"Please, may I have the honour of this dance?"

Gently putting one hand around your waist, other one interlacing with yours, you begin to spin in the warm melody of the violin and flute. It is a calm music and though you are not an expert in dancing, you feel as light as a feather as Cecil moves with you to the rhythm of the instrumental.

"Thank you for choosing me to be your Valentine. This is my heart."

You close your eyes and lean on his chest. There are unknown words coming from your Valentine and you look at him tenuously. 

"Is that a confession?"

"Yes, my love." He releases you from an embrace, still holding both of your hands. "It's in Agna language. The meaning of it is... I" Soft lips leave a light kiss on your left hand. "Love..." Your right hand is then lifted, for Cecil to leave another kiss. 

You gasp, because you didn't expect that to come. "You..." 

Your lips and his, combine into a passionate kiss.

- END