Ichiro allowed her to sniff him, fighting the urge to shove her away from him. It surprised him that she admitted to never being with a male, not that she had never been. He had assumed the princesses would both be virgins; the purer the better. He just didn't think she would admit it. She stepped back from him, and he let out a long breath.
"You don't have to like me," he said, frowning at her, "I would prefer that you did, but no one can make you like me. You really just have to tolerate me. And it's really not too hard to tolerate me." He smiled, trying his best to make her smile again. He thought about how easy it would be to just tell her to like him, tell her to be nicer to him. He wouldn't use compulsion on her, but he wished it could be so easy.
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"You could come, you know. It would be a lot easier to keep an eye on your prince," she called back at him as she walked away. She forced herself not to care if he came or not. The idea of going to a high school was for everyone to make friends. Kai just wouldn't be one of those friends. Aiko had to care less about what people thought of her. She made her way down the hall and up a staircase, pushing another big door open. The balcony was lined with theater seats, and she could hear the prince and Kikiyo talking, but she couldn't see them. Aiko found a seat in the back and sat down, listening.
"You don't have to like me," he said, frowning at her, "I would prefer that you did, but no one can make you like me. You really just have to tolerate me. And it's really not too hard to tolerate me." He smiled, trying his best to make her smile again. He thought about how easy it would be to just tell her to like him, tell her to be nicer to him. He wouldn't use compulsion on her, but he wished it could be so easy.
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"You could come, you know. It would be a lot easier to keep an eye on your prince," she called back at him as she walked away. She forced herself not to care if he came or not. The idea of going to a high school was for everyone to make friends. Kai just wouldn't be one of those friends. Aiko had to care less about what people thought of her. She made her way down the hall and up a staircase, pushing another big door open. The balcony was lined with theater seats, and she could hear the prince and Kikiyo talking, but she couldn't see them. Aiko found a seat in the back and sat down, listening.