The Wounded

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Today was Thursday, meaning that Yukina and Kisa were setting up for the party in the ball room. While Masamune was helping the technicians set up alarm systems in every room of the mansion, I cleaned up our own room. It was not very disorganized but it had to be cleaned up a bit; especially the book shelf. Masamune preferred it a specific way, alphabetized and vertical. Unfortunately we read so much that books are always missing from the shelf and out of order. Sighing, I finished putting the last book on the perfectly neat and dusted shelf, before standing up and stretching my stiff joints. "Ah." I moaned out as I stretched. "Nice to see you again love, we're here to install the alarm systems and motion detectors in front of the door and windows." I nodded before moving out of the way for them to work unbothered.

"I think that is all. Testing. Can you turn on the sensors Mason?" A gruff 'yes' was heard and I grimaced at the bottle they pulled out. They took it and sprayed it in front of my door and my windows, in its wake purple and blue lasers were seen. "Masamune and Onodera. Since this is your personal quarters, the pass-code lock will be near your bedside cabinets, one on each side. The pass-code for now- unless there is any change Sir- it is 6785. Alright? As a precaution test, please repeat the numbers to me." Masamune and I did as told, individually repeating the code. The man nodded before pulling out a short pole like object about 2 feet in length. "This is one of the rules we must obey. You must erase my memory of your pass-code. Please click this button." Masamune held the pole in front of the man's face before pressing down on the button, a flash was seen and the man looked confused to be in the room. "I hate that ugh. Which room next sir?" Masamune gave him a nod before leading him to the door across the hall. "I'll see you later Ritsu." I nodded to my fiancé before closing the door after his departure.

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Chatter could be heard far away as the many guests conversed about anything and everything. Ritsu sat at one of the tables, alone and overwhelmed, he decided to just enjoy the delightful dishes that were placed there for the many attendants. Sighing, he poked at the noodle stirfry that had little warmth since it had long ago been delivered to the attendants.

"May I sit here?" He immediately nodded without looking at the owner of the female voice. When the miss finally sat down, he glanced at her and winced recognicing her from the training room a while ago with Masamune. "You're lucky you know." He stared at her shocked. "What do you mean?" She took a sip from her glass- which was filled with red wine.

"Masamune is a good man. He has trouble expressing emotion but he is great. A while before you came back, I was falling hard for him. His hazel eyes and his stern voice while commanding the guards." Masamune's fiancé suddenly felt uncomfortable and defensive, why is she talking about my fiancé like that? Where is she going with this? " -but he never once looked at anyone the way he looks at you. I had only fantasized about him looking at me like that, but I realized that he truly loves you. You truly are lucky Onodera Ritsu, I'm glad he met you. Oh and I'm Kayako by the way." And just as quickly as she appeared, she disappeared.

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Ritsu had been drinking, Masamune concluded as he watched the love of his life sway by himself on the dance floor. Chuckling while placing down his champagne glass, he headed towards the swaying brunette. When he reached him, he look Ritsu's hands in his own and lead him into a beautiful slow dance. Cheers were indeed heard as he twirled Ritsu around and brung him back with a hand around his thin waist. As the song came to a conclusion, Masamune pulled his beloved into a romance defining kiss. Indeed it did, the kiss held the bone crushing intensity of the sun and the common cliché fire works. As they embraced in each other's arms, the women felt jealous at the romance physically seen in the kiss and the men were cheering them on in encouragement. Is there a love there than this?