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“And you’re a real bully sometimes.”

She made sure to mirror his behavior, mostly in an attempt to irritate him a little. After all, it’s what he deserved for calling her dimwitted.

“...Of course Sakura-chan is my best friend. A person can have more than one best friend! ...If we’re more than friends, doesn’t that make us friends as well as er...lovers? Is that what you’d call us?” The love word threw her off a bit. He couldn’t have been saying he loved her. He seemed to be barely able to say he liked her in a direct manner. But that was a matter for another time. Aoi was rather perplexed by his focus on the whole husband thing.

“Well...of course I want one. Eventually. I want to get married some day, and be able to have a baby or two. You know. Maybe after I win the Olympics-- ...Or before! I could always train again after I had a baby!”

“…. You’re so dimwitted sometimes.”

He huffed, crossing his arms once again as he turned his head away. Togami figured he’d be able to ease up to his usual demeanor if he threw a few insults here and there.

“Well, for starters– if a wealthy person gives you food then obviously it’s edible. It’s a ridiculous notion to think wealthy people just eat gold because it’s gold and they can afford it.”

As soon as she began rambling on about friends, Togami scoffed.

“Isn’t Oogami your best friend?– And as for me.. I don’t care to have friends. You and I are in a relationship, thus we’re more than friends. I’ve never once heard of two people who….. erhm.. love each other.. address each other as friends. Anyways, it’s a given that I like you. If I didn’t we wouldn’t be in said relationship.”

He paused however, at the mention of a husband. True, he’d thrown marriage into their conversations here and there but only recently had he even thought about it being an actual possibility.

”… When? Are you saying you want to have a husband?”

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“Byakuya-kun...”

If it wasn’t for the continuation of the conversation, she probably would’ve attempted to hold his hand.

“I don’t know how fancy rich people food works, alright?! You could probably afford a doctor that specializes in removing gold from your stomach or something! And yes, best friends! You’re supposed to be friends with the person you’re dating! You don’t think we’re friends?!” But her words stopped abruptly at the mention of engagement. That was certainly something.

“...We could be both, you know. If you’d eventually wear engagement rings with me, you have to like me, at least a little. Beyond just...thinking I look good or something, you must like me a little. We gotta be friends, Byakuya-kun. I want to be able to be friends with my husband, one day. You know. When I have a husband.”

“Is it? Considering you and I fight about practically everything, I think it’s only natural I have my doubts about us. However.. I suppose.. ahem. I am rather glad we are still together.”

Oop. He was getting embarrassed again.

“– Augh! Of course it’s different! Why would anyone allow someone to eat something if it wasn’t able to be digested? – And best friends?! You and I aren’t friends! The only piece of matching jewelry I would ever wear with you is a ring of engagement! Other than that, I don’t want to wear anything matching!”

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“...Wow. Your lack of confidence in us is pretty astounding, Byakuya-kun. Well, I, for one, thought we’d make it this far. I believe in us.”

She was rather huffy as he took a donut out of the box. She’d intended to take all the gold off of it before he had one. What if something strange happened when he went to the bathroom later? “...Huh? It’s different? ...So...it’s not like ingesting tons of metal? ...That’s not true! Best friends can have lockets and rings too! They don’t have to be related to our relationship as boyfriend and girlfriend-- they can be friendship rings! Or lockets!”

“Indeed it does. In truth, I didn’t think we would make it so long. It’s actually surprising.”

His moment of calmness was temporary– as he soon reached towards the box of donuts, pulling one out before she could pluck the flakes off it.

“I bought them with flakes for a reason. So eat them with the flakes. The gold a person uses on food is different from the one used on jewelry. Anyways, matching items like that are only for people who are engaged or married.”

Or so he assumed.

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“Half a year already, huh? Time sure does fly. Did you think we’d make it this long?”

As he commanded her to not pick off the gold flakes, she paused to look back at him quizzically. ....Before continuing her work of picking them off.

“...But I’m really hungry... I want to pick them off so I can eat this. Think of it this way, if I pick off all of them, we could melt down all the gold flakes and make something really fancy with them! Matching rings! Matching lockets! Earrings!”

“We’ve been together for almost half a year, so I thought it was right I should get you something to celebrate it.” He replied, saying it in a rather serious tone one would expect from the heir.

His eyes quickly narrowed however, as he took note of the swimmer’s actions. She wasn’t eating the gold flakes?

“…A large quantity.”

“So don’t pluck them off the donuts.”

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“...Ah-- ...You did? Toga-- ...Byakuya-kun! That’s really sweet of you! I’ve never had fancy Swiss chocolate!”

Despite her praise of him, she did begin to pick the little gold flakes off, setting them carefully into the donut box. It seemed she was very against the idea of eating them.

“...Hey-- How much gold do you think is in these all together?!”

He folded his arms, letting out a small sigh. Ignore her blushing. Even if it was rather cute.

“…… I had those brought over for you. They’re real golden flakes, although digesting them won’t really harm you. As for the chocolate, it’s imported from Switzerland.”

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“...Me?”

Aoi didn’t have much time to formulate an actual response to being grabbed, nor to actually being embraced. Given the brevity of it all, she figured he must’ve been embarrassed, and therefore tried to resist the urge of uttering some little words of praise or surprise.

“Huh? ...O-Oh! Yeah! It’s a chocolate donut! ...But it’s got these gold flakes all over it. No way I could eat that. I’d have gold in my stomach...”

“You!”

Immediately he reached over, tugging her into his arms without warning. He realized what he’d done shortly afterwards however– and immediately let her go.

How embarrassing.

“A-Ahem. What is that you have in your hands?”

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“Augh-- ...Who would put gold flakes on a donut? I can’t eat this...”

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impeccableheir:

They’re books.

[He stated rather bluntly as he followed behind her, folding his arms in minor disapproval.]

Those things are meaningless. If you want a memento from my childhood I’ll give you a different one– one with more value. Although in my opinion, things from the past hold little to no value whatsoever.

When we have children we can just tell them about our interests. There’s no need to show them any of it.

But they’re your books. ...I want to keep at least one...

[After deciding she had no place better to put it, she zipped her jacket and stuffed the book under it for safe keeping.]

...Wait-- Another memento? I want that too! ...But I want to keep this book just in case. I heard in high school boyfriends and girlfriends sometimes exchange stuff. Not quite like gifts-- but like...things that mean something! So you’re giving me memento from your childhood, so what should I give you? ...Oh! What about a medal?! If I can find my first medal, I can give that to you! When-- ...We’re saying “when” now aren’t we? ...They’ll want to see! It’ll feel more special that way!!

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impeccableheir:

I suppose so.

[As she reached over to the books he began tossing each of them corner the end of the room– thus out of her reach.]

– No. I’ll just replace them with newer editions. Leave them be– anyways, it’s not like they’re something irreplaceable. And even if they were.. I have decent memory. The words on the pages of those books have all been memorized.

Byakuya! Don’t throw them.. that’s mean...

[Releasing his arm, she hurried to the corner of the room, picking up some of the less tattered ones as though they were precious items.]

No. I want at least one of these as a memento from your childhood. I just gotta pick the right one... When we have kids one day I want to be able to show them the book you read! The real copy-- not a newer one.

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impeccableheir:

Togami-kun– Byakuya. You were the one who suggested we use first names– at least keep to your word, Aoi.

Anyways, they’ve been in my possession since I was a child so it’s for the best I get rid of them. The pages are already coming apart.

[He seemed to be used to her affection by now, seemingly undisturbed by her actions.]

Old habits die hard...

...Ah-- since you were a child?! No, no! Don’t get rid of them! They’re sentimental! Even if you can’t read them, they’re important.

[She tried to slip a book or two away from him, hoping she could keep them safe.]

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impeccableheir:

It’s unfortunate but some of these books need to be thrown out. They’re practially unreadable in the state they’re in.

Togami-kun. Good afternoon. ...Oh. Are your books damaged? [Despite how busy he seemed, she hurried over and gripped affectionately at his arm.]

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impeccableheir:

Of course– Tch! What kind of person do you think I am!?

[At this point he was visibly sweating. Shit.. this was so awkward and embarrassing for him. This was the first time he’d ever felt so odd– so flustered.]

I’m– Be quiet. I don’t want to do any sort of thing like that.

...Okay. Then we won’t.

[She left it at that, shifting her weight from side to side before slowly beginning to wander off. She certainly wasn’t going to ask to do anything when he was acting like that.]

Anyway, I’m gonna go get a snack, okay? Maybe you can take your nap.

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impeccableheir:

…… D-Dammit all… I apologize then. The truth is… I supposed I might have been looking forward to it just slightly… I’m.. just….. embarrassed.

It doesn’t matter if I’ve only done it just now– the feeling is… unpleasant..

...Are you trying to get me to agree to it now by apologizing...?

It’s okay, it’s okay... I know it feels bad, but I don’t think of you any differently or anything. I was just surprised, that’s all. ...’Cause we’ve only kissed maybe...three times. So it seems like a big leap...

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impeccableheir:

Disappointed?– Don’t be stupid. I wasn’t disappointed it’s just– I’ve been embarrassed for assuming such a thing.

Good thing it isn’t disappointment then. ‘Cause I’m definitely not going to offer to do anything now that you’ve said I wasn’t smart twice.

...Don’t be embarrassed. This is like...the first embarrassing thing you’ve done in front of me. I’ve embarrassed myself around you a lot. It’s your one to my one thousand.

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impeccableheir:

[He was freaking out over nothing. The blonde looked away as his face reddened. It was best to just come clean.]

……. The day before…. During Oogami’s celebration. You said something. 

I assumed you meant.. you wanted us to get intimate.

[Oh. ...Oh. She recoiled slightly, pressing her fingertips together nervously.] ...Did I? ...And you’re....disappointed? Is that right? ....I-- If it’s just disappointment, that’s kind of...sweet in a strange way....

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impeccableheir:

You idiot! I don’t want you to nap with me that’ll only make– Nevermind… Just, I’m not tired anymore.

[Idiot? ...Were they fighting?]

...Make...what? What’s wrong with me wanting to nap with my significant other? It sounds really nice...

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impeccableheir:

We made Oogami a cake! That should be couple-like enough for you.

– I’m tired, and I have a pillow so it’s fine.

...Oh. ...Okay. ...I could rub your back until you fall asleep then. That always helps me fall asleep. Or we could nap together.