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Once upon a time, there was a big kingdom called Basketball. The king of this place, Seijuro Akashi, had organized a very big masquerade ball, where were invited all the nobles of the kingdom. The elegance in the castle was very charming. All the nobles were very respectful, and they also respected their king very much.
- Count Himuro!
- Oh, hello Count Takao! How's going the Yosen region?
- Very well, thank you! We are qualified again for the international tournament. How about you? I've heard that even Shutoku region was qualified as well!
- Haha, yes, we are indeed, but again, we don't pretend to win the big treasure. Rakuzan region is the best as usual.
- You say that because it's the capital region of the kingdom?
- No, but they are all superheroes. They have supernatural powers. Of course, each region leader is part of the Generation of Miracles, and each of them has been blessed from the Fairy Godmother with a magical talent, but still, we have only one for each region, while they have the mighty powerful Akashi Seijuro!
- We still have hope! Our leader, Duke Murasakibara Atsushi, is the best in defense and attack as well. He has the Vice Claw and the Thor's Hammer. Not to mention his huge power when he enters the Zone state.
- King Akashi enters the Zone state too, and also, he has the ability to let his all army of nobles enter into the Zone.
- Still, we are better than them.
- Count Himuro!
Himuro startled by the deep voice that has sounds so dear for him.
- Duke Murasakibara!
Himuro's face was lit and the happiness showed in each part of his skin.
- Hello Duke! Did you have a nice trip?
- It was overall boring, as usual. But since King Akachin invited us, I made an effort to come.
- Well. I have to go and join my region nobles. See you later Yosen nobles!
Himuro bowed elegantly, as Count Takao laughed at loud as a "bye!".
- Murochin, you were showing off again, weren't you?
- I... I was just telling the truth. You are awesome! Your physical abilities are huge and very unique. Why should we admit that we are inferior when we are not?
- Murochin, are you admitting a dance with me? I am bored by just hearing this music.
- With pleasure Duke!
The waltz in the background was very slow, so the dance was slow as well. However, the way Himuro moved, it seemed like the notes were very elegant and amusing.
- This mask is very beautiful, but I'd prefer to see your real face instead, Duke.
- Thank you! Your mask is simple but it suits you strangely very well. It seems very elegant, especially those contours in gold.
- Thank you!
Their feet make a synchronized swirl, while their hands were still connected and their fingers intertwined. The black coats float elegantly from behind.
- You know Murochin, you look very beautiful...
- Thank you!
- Not only today, but each day and more!
Himuro paused and remained wordless. His eyes were fixed over his leader purple ones. They were staring at each other. The black haired boy blushes, as his feelings for his Lord were growing each day and more.
- My Lord!
- Himurochin, you are my friend! Why so embarrassed? Are you bored from the dance?
- NO!!! No, I love this dance, very much indeed! But... you look so gorgeous and so beautiful and... I just cannot get my eyes off...
- Ok, just continue looking. I don't dislike it.
Himuro scolded himself. How can he be so straightforward! However, his heart was craving for the purple haired boy. His entire being was shouting "I love you Murasakibara Atsushi!", but it was so embarrassing and not elegant to be said so openly. If someone needed to express the feelings, he needed to be careful and find the best way to express them. This was a principle in Himuro's mind.
- You are lost in thoughts and not concentrating on the dance!
- Ah, sorry! Sorry...
- There's no need to say sorry. Tell me, is there something that is bothering you?
- N-No, nothing...
- Murochin....
- What?
- You are a bad liar. Also I'd like you to be sincere with me.
- Er... well... I really have nothing to worry about.
Murasakibara frowned his big eyebrows and his bored eyes transformed into angry ones. Himuro felt fear not because he feared Murasakibara, but because he felt that the perfect and romantic moment was about to be ruined.
- I... I just wanted to be beside you... I mean...
- Like this?
Murasakibara pulled Himuro closer and tightened his wrapping arm behind Himuro's back.
- But ...the dance...
- Nah... I chose to dance because I know you like it. To me dancing is boring. But if you insist to dance instead...
- No, no it's perfectly fine! This way I can feel ... your heartbeat!
- ... Murochin... do you like me?
Himuro's heart jumped and forgot every etiquette and protocol.
- YES I DO!!! I like you very much!
- Really? Then, what do you like in me?
- Well: your eyes, your voice, your hair, your lazy smile, your attitude, your strength, your ...
Murasakibara leaned down and hushed the black haired boy with a slow and soft kiss. Himuro's face flushed and his eyes closed instinctively. He was giving in totally. Murasakibara stopped the dancing movement and committed only to the kiss. Himuro wanted more. He has been waiting for this moment so much! He was burning for Atsushi's touch so much!
- Murochin...
- Finally... do you have any idea how many nights and days I have been dreaming for this moment?
- I may have an idea. You know, you are obvious for your feelings towards me.
- So you have noticed them earlier? But, why didn't you tell me then?
- Because you always respect your "protocol". I have been thinking all this time for the right and for the most suitable way how to propose you. But today, I just got too bored and saif enough to the situation.
- Pro-pro-prose???!!!
Murasakibara took his mask off, throw it away from the window, leaned over Himuro, making the boy arch his body back so much that he lost the balance. Murasakibara held him with his big arms, and when their faces were very close, his hair falling over Himuro's face, the big purple boy asked with his eyes finally shining:
- Himuro Tatsuya, may I have the pleasure to held your heart each day of our life, just like I am holding your body now?
Himuro took off his mask, and then he caressed Atsushi's face, a smile shining over the dark haired boy.
- Of course you can continue holding my heart like this!
A kiss sealed this moment, and, without breaking the kiss, but just after straightening their bodies, Atsushi took out of his pocket a small box. Himuro got excited and broke the kiss. Murasakibara opened the box and took out from it a sweet bonbon.
Himuro was dissapointed.
- What... what is this???
- A sweetie bonbon. Do you want it? It's made out of blueberry, and dark chocolate....
Himuro was about to leave heartbroken, when Atsushi grabbed his arm and pressured a lot of force, not letting the other boy go.
- Try it!
- I DON'T WANT IT!!!
But suddenly, Himuro's eye caught a shining metal underneath the chocolate. He approached and saw the metal ring inside the sweetie.
- That's why I told you to try it! The ring is inside the bonbon.
Himuro smiled happy and ate the bonbon fast. When the chocolate was gone, there were left only two golden rings: one for Murasakibara, and one for Himuro.
- You are very sweet Atsushi!
- But you are a real dark chocolate with blueberry Murochin!
- Of course I am, but I am YOUR dark chocolate with blueberry!
They kiss deeply as the fireworks shone in the night sky.
This tale ends here, but not their story!