Boss Rimi's posts

Kaneko stood at the edge of the woods and looked at Allen nervously. She squeezed his hand again gently and chuckled. "It was my pleasure as well." She started and was silent for a moment before speaking again as the wind picked up for a moment then calmed again. "I..I should p-probably go now. I don't want my father to worry. Will you be alright getting home?" She asked and bit her tongue. "W-well I mean, I know you are capable of getting home. I just...well..just be careful. The woods are a scary place at night." Kaneko explained, hesitantly releasing his hand from her hold.

"I uh...I guess I'll see you again soon." Kaneko now had a picnic to plan and she only hoped that he would really like it. She herself was really looking forward to it.

Oh right the ice. He had forgot about the ice. "Of course, that sounds perfect to me." Lyle answered and started walking back to the dining room where he pulled out the chair for her then sat down beside her and the first thing he did was drink more of his coffee which had gotten warm and then ate his breakfast quietly. He was looking forward to just spending the day with his fiance.

Troy was shocked when he saw the girl at his door. Was she crazy? Or was she just an idiot? She was holding out a box towards him which he took and set on the side table then immediately pulled her into the house. She was ice cold, it was a miracle she hadn't passed out. Amalia was surprised when he had pulled her in and shivered where she stood in the room. "I need some blankets and some hot cocoa!" Troy ordered. The servants, having never heard their prince yell immediately got to work on getting what he requested.

Troy looked at the girl who was covered in snow which he carefully had a servant dust off of her before Troy led her to a chair by the fireplace. "Sit." he told her and Amalia, being afraid, simply did so. She couldn't bring herself to look at him. "I'm s-sorry.." she whispered softly. She had made him mad hadn't she? The servants arrived with the blankets and the hot chocolate which she accepted hesitantly. "I should j-just go home. M-my aunt w-will be worried if I'm not home." She said, trying to get up. "Don't move. Just sit. It's too dangerous right now to be walking around, but I will have someone call your aunt and tell her you're fine." Troy said and after Amalia reluctantly gave the number to a servant, she looked down at the hot cocoa in her hands and sighed.

Eros smiled and nodded, "You too sir. See you soon!" He said after him and then practically ran home. "Mom! Dad!" He called out as he ran into his house. He quickly closed the door behind him and found his mother working on dinner. "Hello dear, how was work?" She asked him. Eros managed to calm down and nodded, "It was good. Great. I uhh...w-where's dad?" Eros asked, noting that his father was nowhere to be seen. "Your father hasn't arrived home yet but he will be here soon. Why?" His mother asked him. Eros sighed. "I just found out that war is on the horizon. I was hoping to talk to dad about." He replied honestly.

Aphrodite knew this was bound to come up eventually. "Well you can talk to him about it at dinner. Now wash your hands and help me set the table." She ordered. Eros did as he was told without fail, but then turned to his mother. "I uhh...I was actually invited to have dinner at Sapphira's house. Her father invited me." He explained and gave his mother a small smile. "I said I would go. C-could I mom? Pleeeeaase?" He begged, making her laugh. "Alright then dear, you can go, but don't stay too late. You know how your father and I get when you aren't home on time. Your father might go around killing men in order to find you." She warned.

Of course he would be home on time. He'd have dinner, maybe stay after to help clean, talk to Sapphira for a bit and then head home to talk to his father. Everything would be fine right? Yes, of course it would be. His father would know what to do. "I'll be home on time, I promise." Eros promised his mother and kissed her cheek before starting to make his way to Sapphira's house.

"There's nothing wrong with worrying... Just shows you care." Lyle replied softly then looked up having heard something like a knock. Maybe he was just imagining things. "Aria, I don't want you to ever change. If you want to worry, you can. I love you just as you are." He nodded when asked if he wanted to take it easy today, "Oh could we please?" He asked and laughed softly. "I'd love to read with you again, it's been a long time since we did that last." Lyle just wanted to curl up at her side and sleep, but that was probably just because he hadn't had his coffee yet. "Come now, we need to eat and I need my...coffee and then we can read."

There was that knock on the door again. This time even Troy heard it and raised a hand towards the servant, "I'll go get it." He said. This was a stupid idea and she was sure her aunt would be furious when she woke to find that she wasn't in her room. However, Amalia had been up very early baking some lemon tarts for Troy. She didn't know why she even did this, it wasn't like it would change anything. She was a commoner, he was not. He was probably already promised to another. Amalia was just stubborn. Stubborn and freezing. She couldn't see much through the storm and she couldn't feel her feet or hands which gripped the box of tarts tightly. "You are an i-idiot!" She said to herself, shutting her eyes tightly as her hair whipped across her face.

The door slowly opened and when she opened her eyes to a squint, she saw golden hair and wide golden eyes staring at her. Amalia looked away nervously and held out the box of tarts towards Troy then. "F-for you, p-prince Troy." She managed to say to him.

Aphrodite squealed with glee when her son was invited over for dinner. "Say yes!" She gasped to herself. Eros was not expecting to be invited over for dinner, but he had to admit that it felt nice to be invited. During work, he refrained from speaking about the war. He still wasn't so sure the rumors were true or not and he didn't want to worry the man. He still needed to talk to his father about this. His father being the god of war would know if the rumors were true or not. Would his parents mind if he had dinner elsewhere? "I would love to. I'll just let my parents know that way they don't worry." Eros explained. Aphrodite grinned and clasped her hands together before vanishing and appearing in her kitchen to get started on dinner for her family. Her husband should be home soon.

"It's just a bruise. It's not broken, not cut. It's nothing serious, I'm sorry for worrying you. I didn't think you would react this way." Lyle sighed softly and smoothed out her hair. "My sweet, if you wish to go again, we will. If that will make you truly happy, we will." At the end of the day, that's all that mattered to him. She was his world. Anything she wanted, he would do even if he was afraid of it. He smiled and blushed softly at the kiss. "I love you too Aria." He kissed the backs of her hands then rested his head on her shoulder tiredly since he hadn't finished his coffee. "This is comfortable." He whispered quietly.

Eros sat with the older man and got to work in silence. He took this job seriously even though he was only a helper. Aphrodite left the house and watched over her son from a distance so he woudln't see her. She was proud of him. He didn't sit around and do nothing, he actually enjoyed helping others when he could. He was like his father in some ways and like her in many others. Obviously. He got his charming looks from her, he got his skills of seduction from her as well but she never saw him use them. He got his serious side from his father. The side that got down to what mattered the most. He was a good boy. As the end of the workday neared, Eros made sure everything was in order and brushed some locks of hair out of his face. "Great work today sir, as always. I guess we should be getting you home now." Eros said. While he was getting ready to leave, Ares was still hard at work training the soldiers. "That's how you're supposed to do it! One mistake and you'll be dead!" He warned. Why were these men so bad?