"Can't you do anything about your parents, Oikawa-san?"

"No, I already told you that, Tobio-chan, they don't listen to me. It's not like they'll listen to you either, so give it up."

The brunette sighed in defeat. It wasn't Tobio-chan he loved, it was an ordinary man. Some normal boy he had met in the market place as a child. Hajime was his name? Tooru couldn't remember, it had been so long ago.

"Hmmm, Oikawa-san?" Tobio said, preparing to ask a probably risky question.

"What is it?"

"You don't still think that boy, you know, the one from your childhood, is still waiting for you, right? Because you may have made a promise, but that was over ten years ago. I doubt he even remembers you..." Tobio drifted off, the rage on his betrothed growing.

"Hmph, and what about you? Still eyeing that puny little prisoner? He's a troublemaker Tobio-chan. He stole from my kingdom, soon to be your." He rolled his eyes at the last part, still in disbelief that their parents even set this up.

The two had hated each other from a young age, but that didn't stop anything.

"Oh you'll learn to love each other. Set a good example for the young gays out there!" Yeah, mother, it's just so easy to set a good example when you cringe when you say that...

"Yes, maybe I am. At least I know he likes me back." Tobio sassed, sticking his tongue out at the older as he made his leave.

Foolish, young prince.