Soraru x Mafumafu

With You - Chapter 13 (Final)

Warning: This is an AU fan fiction!

Life is colourful with you.

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It was yet another sunny day, perfect for the princess to go about the castle before her meeting with her next marriage candidate. She immediately ran and dragged 96neko with her the moment her pursuer left the drawing room, and Soraru had to run down the hallways as he shouted at her to be careful with her steps.

"... I'm tired of all of these," said Lon as she sat down heavily on the chair, leaning onto the back of it as she spread her legs open unelegantly, looking absolutely unlady-like, let alone princess-like. Soraru cleared his throat as a warning, and she pouted before straightening her posture in her seat.

96neko brought her a pot of tea, and poured it into her cup.

"Thank you, 96-chan," she said before she took a sip of it. She placed her cup back down on the table, seeming satisfied, and looked up at Soraru. "How has it been?"

"How has what been?" Soraru cocked a brow at her, glancing at her questioningly.

"You know what I mean!" she took a piece of cookie from the tray and popped it into her mouth. "It's Mafumafu-san! How has it been between you two?"

Soraru looked away and pressed his lips together.

"Ah, Soraru-san! Are you keeping a secret from me?!" she pointed at him with her cookie. She then moved it from side to side, as she continued. "To think that you have come to this rebellious phase at this age of yours...!"

"Nothing happened, princess," Soraru let out a heavy sigh. "I brought him back to his friend and saw him off the gates,"

"Lies!" she snickered before she took a large bite out of her cookie.

After he and Mafumafu ran out of breath from the kiss back then, he only squeezed his hands one more time before he stood back, pulling Mafumafu gently with him to get him off the table. He reluctantly let go of his hand, and he hated to say it but he really wished he could be with him a little while longer.

Mafumafu seemed to feel the same back then because when Soraru let go of him, he looked a little lonely. Heavens, Soraru didn't want him to leave at all, but the time had come, and it was time for him to go home. He led Mafumafu back to the gates where they promised to meet Kashitarou and Amatsuki at.

They didn't say anything to each other the entire time on their way there. Soraru tried to walk as slowly as he could possibly have to keep it natural to the eyes of the servants around the castle, but time seemed to be flying when he was with Mafumafu. Maybe it was because he got greedy, because it just wasn't enough. It just never was.

When they were almost reaching the gates, he felt Mafumafu pull at his shirt. He was stunned by his actions. He had to take a short breath before he turned around to look at him. It was simply adorable to see how the pink was tinted across his cheeks when he was embarrassed like this, and Soraru could feel his heart squeeze for a second, but he stayed calm.

Mafumafu picked up Soraru's hands, held it in his hands, and Soraru let him. He lowered his head and remained silent as he swayed Soraru's arms to the left and then to the right lightly. It was such a simple gesture and yet it was too cute for Soraru to handle. He couldn't bring himself to do anything more than squeezing his hands in his though.

Because they knew if either of them did anything more than this, they would probably just have a harder time when they were not by each other's side.