Lord Ohno's Home part 26
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krystalkatzficzNino stretched out his back muscles and wiped his wet hands on the front of his clothes aware that he had attracted a crowd. He wasn’t sure what was so interesting about him washing his dirty clothes but there was a large crowd of both children and adults around the cottage and he risked a smile beckoning them closer.
“Good morning...” He breathed softly and Satoru came running from where he had been playing with a scruffy grey stray dog. Nino had seen it a lot around the area since he had been here but it was the first time he had seen it wagging its tail quite so furiously. The dog followed the boy happily barking at his heels. Nino smiled his hand going to straight to the boys head to ruffle at his hair as he came to stand next to him.
“Hiro-kun...Gou-kun...Jun-kun...Good morning!” Satoru said his head bobbing frantically at the group of boys that were just off to the right of the crowd.
“Good morning...” They chorused back brightly, their eyes darting from Satoru to him and then back again their cheeks flushing a little. Nino’s eyebrows knitted together a little but he continued to smile
“Would you like a drink?” He asked softly picking up the basket and tucking it into his side. There was a slightly muffled talk between those there but in the end all of them agree and came closer to the cottage. Nino smiled glad that so far his plan was going well. Everybody seemed to have responded to him positively though there had been a few murmurs of wonder why he wasn’t in the cottage but those had died down since Aiba and Anzai had talked about his illness. Iwao was also falling into the trap of getting cocky and offending most of the people by acting superior. He set the basket aside and then, with Aiba’s help, he poured everybody a drink and then carried it outside, almost forgetting himself and growling when he saw the Iwao had shown up.
There was a malicious grin on the boy’s face and Nino knew that he was going to try and stir things here in front of the ladies from the village. Satoru had tensed coming over from where he had been talking to his friend and slipped his hand around his tightly. Nino forced himself to remain calm and look passive and handed around the drinks bowing when he got to the boy “I am sorry, you were not here when I poured I will be right out...” He said politely before sweeping back into the hair with Satoru still at his side looking as angry as he wanted to be. He rested against the counter for a minute and then poured another drink smiling at Satoru “We shall not let him get the best of us shall we my son?”
“No Mama-Nino...” Satoru said with a returning smile and they both squired their shoulders before going back out. Iwao and plonked himself down in the centre of the women an arrogant expression on his face his aura radiating with self-importance. Nino only just managed to stop himself from pouring the drink over his head and instead bowed presenting the drink to him properly,
"How nice to see you again, Oshiro-San, I hope the work at the castle is progressing nicely?" He said softly using his best innocent voice and Iwao smirked as he took the drink his eyes racking over his body before narrowing into slits that could only mean trouble.
“Everything is progressing nicely...” He said and Nino could read the innuendo in his voice and he was prepared to swear that the others would be able to too. He gave another smile feigning innocence while cursing himself inside his chest. The plan would fail if any of the villagers though that there was a chance that Ohno was returning the boy’s feelings but he couldn’t say anything against it. “My lord and I talked long into the night about it...”
"You are lying; papa was with Nino-mama last night!" Satoru hissed and Nino felt his blood running cold, his heart thumping against his chest. It would work to dispel the rumours that Ohno was reciprocating the boy’s feelings but if Iwao wasn’t convinced that things were over between him and Ohno he would step up in his attacks and Nino wasn’t sure if he was ready for that yet. “They were sleeping in Uncle Masaki’s special room...”
“No way...” Iwao spat the glass in his hands trembling a little s his beady eyes glittered with anger.
“Yes...My lord came to visit to talk about things...It was late so he decided to stay...” Nino said coyly trying to make it sound like it was both nothing and something for who ever heard it. The women all sighed and smiled happily while Iwao read what he wanted, unfortunately it wasn’t what Nino had wanted him to, like the women he had took it the way that it was and a small sneer twisted his mouth as he drained the drink getting to his feet with a sweep of his clothing
“You should get used to living here...” he said thrusting the glass at Nino so roughly that he managed to hit Satoru against the cheek. When he felt his son flinching, in even the smallest amount of pain, the game changed in his head and he said very softly,
“I am sorry...I am here because I am sick, but I am already recovering...I will be returning home soon...”
“...I will make it so that the lord will never need you again...” Iwao growled loudly and Nino gave a smile his mouth about to open when Satoru stood up his arms folding across his chest,
“Papa will always need Mama-Nino because he loves him...” Satoru said rubbing his cheek and Nino gave a smile aware that there was a murmuring of agreement from the women in the group and he decided that this new game was still working in his favour though he was going to have to encourage Ohno’s visits to become more public and he was going to have to watch his own movements a little more. In his heart he honestly wasn’t sure if he was ready for this but since he had so much support around him he knew that he would have to grin and bear it.
“That is right, I am not sure what you got into your head when I left the castle but I told you it was for my health, I also repeated that when Anzai came to visit...” He said in the same soft tone that had been drilled into him since he was five years old, the women in the crowd were all matronly women and Nino knew that it was playing on their maternal instincts “I am also unsure what my lord has done to confuse your feelings but if I know him it would be unconsciously done, he is very unaware of most things around him” Nino told them with a fond smile on his face he made sure that he was looking mostly at the women who grinned and smiled along “I apologise on his behalf...”
“You are lying because you do not want to believe that you lost out to me...” Iwao said roughly and Nino cast his face down. There was a murmur from the women as they rallied around him and Nino was frankly relieved that they thought that he was still vulnerable after they had seen him murder a man twice the size of himself but he was going to use it. He doubly happy when there was a large dark shadow cast over them, he looked up smiling directly at Anzai.
“Good morning, Anzai-san...Would you care for a drink?” He asked getting to his feet pretending that Iwao didn’t exist for a moment; it was a nice thing to dream about even if wasn’t true.
“I wouldn’t say no...To a man’s drink mind...” Anzai said seeming to loom over Iwao making the boy uncomfortable. Nino darted into the cottage wondering if the man had some kind of sixth sense that helped him know when he was in trouble with Iwao. He was pouring the drink when the man came inside the cottage and sat down on the bench like he had the other day “They have gone, the women said they would call on you later...”
“...And Iwao...?” Nino sighed handing him the drink and Anzai gave a smile,
“He has also left...”
“Good riddance...” Nino mumbled before he could stop himself and Anzai let out a laugh sipping his drink
“I understand that feeling, lord, I take it your plan has been forward?”
“...You know?” Nino asked in surprise and Anzai gave a nod answering,
“Our lord told me...Right before he asked me to keep an eye on you...I understand that you think you know what you are doing but it is a dangerous game...”
“I know...I wanted this time free from him to heel but it seems that that plan has moved more quickly than I thought...” Nino groaned wondering if Satoru knew how much difficulty he had caused by being his honest self. “I hate to ask you but will you walk with me to the castle?”
“Of course, my lord...” Anzai agreed and Nino nodded, well the plan might have changed but he would still make it work, just in a different way.
TBC
A/N: I really hope this is okay >.<
“Good morning...” He breathed softly and Satoru came running from where he had been playing with a scruffy grey stray dog. Nino had seen it a lot around the area since he had been here but it was the first time he had seen it wagging its tail quite so furiously. The dog followed the boy happily barking at his heels. Nino smiled his hand going to straight to the boys head to ruffle at his hair as he came to stand next to him.
“Hiro-kun...Gou-kun...Jun-kun...Good morning!” Satoru said his head bobbing frantically at the group of boys that were just off to the right of the crowd.
“Good morning...” They chorused back brightly, their eyes darting from Satoru to him and then back again their cheeks flushing a little. Nino’s eyebrows knitted together a little but he continued to smile
“Would you like a drink?” He asked softly picking up the basket and tucking it into his side. There was a slightly muffled talk between those there but in the end all of them agree and came closer to the cottage. Nino smiled glad that so far his plan was going well. Everybody seemed to have responded to him positively though there had been a few murmurs of wonder why he wasn’t in the cottage but those had died down since Aiba and Anzai had talked about his illness. Iwao was also falling into the trap of getting cocky and offending most of the people by acting superior. He set the basket aside and then, with Aiba’s help, he poured everybody a drink and then carried it outside, almost forgetting himself and growling when he saw the Iwao had shown up.
There was a malicious grin on the boy’s face and Nino knew that he was going to try and stir things here in front of the ladies from the village. Satoru had tensed coming over from where he had been talking to his friend and slipped his hand around his tightly. Nino forced himself to remain calm and look passive and handed around the drinks bowing when he got to the boy “I am sorry, you were not here when I poured I will be right out...” He said politely before sweeping back into the hair with Satoru still at his side looking as angry as he wanted to be. He rested against the counter for a minute and then poured another drink smiling at Satoru “We shall not let him get the best of us shall we my son?”
“No Mama-Nino...” Satoru said with a returning smile and they both squired their shoulders before going back out. Iwao and plonked himself down in the centre of the women an arrogant expression on his face his aura radiating with self-importance. Nino only just managed to stop himself from pouring the drink over his head and instead bowed presenting the drink to him properly,
"How nice to see you again, Oshiro-San, I hope the work at the castle is progressing nicely?" He said softly using his best innocent voice and Iwao smirked as he took the drink his eyes racking over his body before narrowing into slits that could only mean trouble.
“Everything is progressing nicely...” He said and Nino could read the innuendo in his voice and he was prepared to swear that the others would be able to too. He gave another smile feigning innocence while cursing himself inside his chest. The plan would fail if any of the villagers though that there was a chance that Ohno was returning the boy’s feelings but he couldn’t say anything against it. “My lord and I talked long into the night about it...”
"You are lying; papa was with Nino-mama last night!" Satoru hissed and Nino felt his blood running cold, his heart thumping against his chest. It would work to dispel the rumours that Ohno was reciprocating the boy’s feelings but if Iwao wasn’t convinced that things were over between him and Ohno he would step up in his attacks and Nino wasn’t sure if he was ready for that yet. “They were sleeping in Uncle Masaki’s special room...”
“No way...” Iwao spat the glass in his hands trembling a little s his beady eyes glittered with anger.
“Yes...My lord came to visit to talk about things...It was late so he decided to stay...” Nino said coyly trying to make it sound like it was both nothing and something for who ever heard it. The women all sighed and smiled happily while Iwao read what he wanted, unfortunately it wasn’t what Nino had wanted him to, like the women he had took it the way that it was and a small sneer twisted his mouth as he drained the drink getting to his feet with a sweep of his clothing
“You should get used to living here...” he said thrusting the glass at Nino so roughly that he managed to hit Satoru against the cheek. When he felt his son flinching, in even the smallest amount of pain, the game changed in his head and he said very softly,
“I am sorry...I am here because I am sick, but I am already recovering...I will be returning home soon...”
“...I will make it so that the lord will never need you again...” Iwao growled loudly and Nino gave a smile his mouth about to open when Satoru stood up his arms folding across his chest,
“Papa will always need Mama-Nino because he loves him...” Satoru said rubbing his cheek and Nino gave a smile aware that there was a murmuring of agreement from the women in the group and he decided that this new game was still working in his favour though he was going to have to encourage Ohno’s visits to become more public and he was going to have to watch his own movements a little more. In his heart he honestly wasn’t sure if he was ready for this but since he had so much support around him he knew that he would have to grin and bear it.
“That is right, I am not sure what you got into your head when I left the castle but I told you it was for my health, I also repeated that when Anzai came to visit...” He said in the same soft tone that had been drilled into him since he was five years old, the women in the crowd were all matronly women and Nino knew that it was playing on their maternal instincts “I am also unsure what my lord has done to confuse your feelings but if I know him it would be unconsciously done, he is very unaware of most things around him” Nino told them with a fond smile on his face he made sure that he was looking mostly at the women who grinned and smiled along “I apologise on his behalf...”
“You are lying because you do not want to believe that you lost out to me...” Iwao said roughly and Nino cast his face down. There was a murmur from the women as they rallied around him and Nino was frankly relieved that they thought that he was still vulnerable after they had seen him murder a man twice the size of himself but he was going to use it. He doubly happy when there was a large dark shadow cast over them, he looked up smiling directly at Anzai.
“Good morning, Anzai-san...Would you care for a drink?” He asked getting to his feet pretending that Iwao didn’t exist for a moment; it was a nice thing to dream about even if wasn’t true.
“I wouldn’t say no...To a man’s drink mind...” Anzai said seeming to loom over Iwao making the boy uncomfortable. Nino darted into the cottage wondering if the man had some kind of sixth sense that helped him know when he was in trouble with Iwao. He was pouring the drink when the man came inside the cottage and sat down on the bench like he had the other day “They have gone, the women said they would call on you later...”
“...And Iwao...?” Nino sighed handing him the drink and Anzai gave a smile,
“He has also left...”
“Good riddance...” Nino mumbled before he could stop himself and Anzai let out a laugh sipping his drink
“I understand that feeling, lord, I take it your plan has been forward?”
“...You know?” Nino asked in surprise and Anzai gave a nod answering,
“Our lord told me...Right before he asked me to keep an eye on you...I understand that you think you know what you are doing but it is a dangerous game...”
“I know...I wanted this time free from him to heel but it seems that that plan has moved more quickly than I thought...” Nino groaned wondering if Satoru knew how much difficulty he had caused by being his honest self. “I hate to ask you but will you walk with me to the castle?”
“Of course, my lord...” Anzai agreed and Nino nodded, well the plan might have changed but he would still make it work, just in a different way.
TBC
A/N: I really hope this is okay >.<
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Date: 2013-08-25 11:18 am (UTC)Satoru being his innocent self, Ohmiya being Ohmiya = me very happy♥
Thank you!
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Date: 2013-08-26 09:36 am (UTC)he can't help being innocent ne, but we get more OhMiya moments now :D
Thanks for reading ^.^
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Date: 2013-08-25 11:49 am (UTC)Is he getting back already?
I always love Iwao being toss aside, looool!
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Date: 2013-08-26 09:37 am (UTC)The best place for him would be with his lord :D
hehe he deserves it ne :D
Thanks for reading ^.^
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Date: 2013-08-25 03:46 pm (UTC)no subject
Date: 2013-08-26 09:38 am (UTC)Thanks for reading ^.^