krystalkatzficz | Master Stroke part 3

Ohno tried to protest as he was pulled into the gallery by the boy in a smart three piece suit and bowtie. He recognised him from somewhere but he couldn’t place it. It was like he was more than an acquaintance but not a friend. Like somebody he was used to seeing but maybe never have talked to but he was sure if he had met the boy before he wouldn’t have forgotten, the boy was so cute that he would definitely stick in the mind. He looked at the teen who was striding confidently passed the big almost scary looking bodyguards and into the gallery. He almost sighed as heat soaked into his skin from the heating. The gallery was amazing inside with large marble pillars that stretched up from the ground to the ceiling along to the length of the gallery that was filled to the brim of the great and the good like the boy that was standing beside him. A boy gave a smile, letting go of his arm before running his fingers through his hair tussling it up causing him to look cuter than before.

“Here you are…” The boy smiled and Ohno had to recollect himself blinking a few times to remember that he had been all but kidnapped and pulled into a place where he didn’t fit in even though he had wanted to see the exhibit and it was unlikely that he would be able to come again tomorrow. Deciding to accept the gift that had been offered he let out a sigh turning to the boy and saying gratefully;

“Thank-you but…Who are you?”

“Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself…” The boy said with rueful laugh bowing his head “I’m Ninomiya Kazunari, most people call me Nino…And you are?”

“Ohno Satoshi….” Ohno mumbled deciding that the nickname Nino suited the cute boy that was in front of him. His inside jumped around inside of his chest and it only got worse when the teen smiled his eyes shining like two gems in his face his head cocking to one side whispering;

“Nice to meet you, Oh-chan…So…Do you know this artist?”

“Richard Dadd…” Ohno answered with a smile of his own not caring about the shorting of his name, not when the boy was grinning at him like that “…He was an English painter in the Victorian era…He killed his father and painted most of his most famous paintings when he was in a mental hospital…”

“Really? Wow…So I wonder why we’re having this big posh party now…” Nino whistled looking around the room with a lot more interest before he tucked his arm around his leading him down the steps “Tell me more Oh-chan…”

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Ohno smiled at the memory almost forgetting about the conversation that the girls were having until he heard the round of laughter coming from her throat and pulling his attention back up to the group as he shook her head saying;

“No…But you can’t know if you never try!”

“I think that he already has a girlfriend…” Another girl said in a bland little voice from a desk behind the princesses and Ohno’s narrowed on her face his heart pounding against his chest as blood rushed through his ears.

“What?! Why would you think that?!” The lead girl shrieked and Ohno sighed knowing that he was going to have to step in before it became too serious though he was now interested in why the other girl thought that.

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