krystalkatzficz | The Wall part 16

Nino blinked slowly as he exited the wall. The sun light was thin and milky shining over the blackened waste land that was the world outside of the wall and he had to admit that it wasn’t a pretty sight. The miserable guard from earlier had been replaced by a bright and cheerful one who happily informed him that Masaki had already been taken through to his room but wouldn’t be out for a while as he had a lot of insiders to go through. Nino smiled and then moved to sit on a rock knowing that he wouldn’t leave without his brother. He leaned back against the wall and closed his eyes listening to the muffled conversations that were going on around him. A lot were speculating about him and his brother and he heard more than a few mutters that it wasn’t fair that he had been allowed in first which meant that Satoshi was one of the richer insiders.

Now that he knew a little more about Satoshi he supposed that he could easily believe that and he flushed a little unable to believe that somebody who was the favourite god son of the queen was interested in him. It was a little daunting if he were honest and he tried his best to ignore the voices that were milling around him. Eventually they faded out and finally he could relax in peace and quiet for what felt like an age.

Eventually he grew bored with the waiting. The rest of the potential sponsored came out clutching gifts to their chests their cheeks flushed with happiness. His stomach grew achy with hunger and he glared at the door of the wall surprised when it was thrown open and Masaki came out weighed down by large and bulky items.

“Be careful” He muttered hurrying forward and taking several of the packages himself groaning under the weight of them all. He was genuinely surprised by the sheer amount and he supposed that everyone had wanted a chance with his brother “What do you have these for?”

“They kept giving me gifts” Masaki mumbled looking both touched and troubled about the sheer volume that they were holding in their hands and Nino had to wonder what they were going to do with them all more so if they were inundated every week with various packages of all shapes and sizes. Even his own box was something that he was worried about and a tiny part of him hoped that the guards would refuse to deliver it. He suspected however that Satoshi wouldn’t allow that to happen and he was left with the puzzle of how he was going to fit everything into their small flat. “I, I have narrowed it down to three people. I told the others that that I wouldn’t be able to accept them”

“Why?” Nino asked with his lips twitching slowly into a smile as they started to walk back to their flat. Masaki pulled a face which wrinkled his nose slowly for a moment before rolling his shoulders in a shrug before giving him a soft answer saying;

“Because, they didn’t feel right”

“So, which were the ones that you have accepted?” Nino asked wondering how Masaki had ended up with so many gifts when he had refused people. Masaki didn’t even need to think about it before saying happily;

“Sakurai, Hayashi, and Ishikawa”

“And yet you ended up with so many presents”

“They all insisted that I keep them. They were so nice and generous and they told me to do with them what I wanted” Masaki smiled a little bit and Nino suspected that most of the gifts would end up in the arms of the people in their apartment block the same way that most of his. “I thought that I would give them to some of the people on our floor”

“I thought that you would. What do you want for dinner, when we get back?” He hummed his breakfast seeming a long time ago and now that the pain was so dull he was almost ravenous. Masaki’s face clouded over for a moment as he chewed on his lower lip as guilt flashed through his eyes.

“Nothing. I was given some food in the Wall, I’m sorry” Masaki’s head bobbed up and down as he swung his arms tightened around his gifts.

“It’s okay, only me to feed”

TBC
A/N: I hope that this is okay ^_^