Chapter Eight: Brat

Akatsuki quickly flew into a routine and after only half a month of training he could already see remarkable changes in his body. When he asked the doctor about his rapid developement Gallos was more than happy to explain.

"The enchantments on your clothing didn't just keep your body moving, they stimulated the muscle and in a sense allowed them to gain potential…" He stroked the straggly beard in the way he always did when thinking. "It's as if you bathed in muscle enhancing drugs for five years straight." Akatsuki had been skeptical when he heard this and even asked.

"Why was it so hard to move after waking then?"

"Simple your body forgot how to move, or more accurately it didn't know how to move with your older and more developed muscles, thus the potential of your body far outclasses your ability to use that said potential!" It made sense, kind of, and only insentivsed Akatsuki more during his training.

One particular morning his father had come to greet him in the morning a bright smile on his face, it was a rare occurrence for his father to be home, let alone have the time to chat with Akatsuki. He was a busy man who juggled nobility and economics, or so Akatsuki's mother told him.

"I have a surprise for you princess." It was a nickname Akatsuki cared less for, to say the least, but every time he mentioned it the man got worse and he said it more, so Akatsuki settled for pouting. "Oh don't be like that, after all your new tutor will be showing up this afternoon! I got someone extra special for you!" He paused as if waiting for Akatsuki to jump on the bed with joy. Akatsuki glared dagers. "Hey brat, your suppose to say 'Thank you Daddy.'" The man's true nature showed its head as the loving father tone was dropped.

Akatsuki's father was born a commoner and he had come to know that his fathers rich entitled noble act was just that an act. He was much more rough around the edges then he let on and was brutal in combat, or so Akatsuki was told. He also had anger issues. Akatsuki liked this side of him much more and so he teased it out of his father whenever he could.

"Thank you so much for the tutor I didn't want, Fa-ther." He enunciated each syllable of the last word in protest to the other word 'Daddy.' His father rolled his eyes with a smirk.

"Yea yea, I know learning is boring you'd rather run around with a big sword like mommy." He scoffed waving his hand in dismissal.

"Well mommy is cooler." Akatsuki answered.

"Oh you'll call her mommy, but not me daddy?" He said bitterly. Akatsuki nodded with a shrug. "Brat." He started to walk out, and Akatsuki decided to give him the carrot not just that stick this time.

"Love you dad." He said simply. The man smiled and Akatsuki felt the red sting of embarrassment on his cheeks.

"I love you too my beautiful pretty princess~" Akatsuki threw the pillow at the door, but his rogue of a father closed it just in time to not get a face full of feathers. Despite his fathers quirks the statement was true Akatsuki had become attached to his new family even going as far as loving them. It was a strange and foreign concept to him, and a learning process at that.

The day went on without a hitch, his usual routine falling into place. The tutor, didn't show in the afternoon, which was more than okay in Akatsuki's opinion because it allowed for him to get his afternoon run in. He went on a walk with his mother as he always did. The seasons were starting to get chilly and after a brief chat his mother she headed in for the night. Akatsuki stayed deciding to walk around the pound in the garden for a bit longer and enjoy the cooling night air.

Akatsuki looked down into the pool of crystal blue. It looked as if it was moonlight taking physical form as the bright full moon reflected off its surface. He saw Ashley von Blanc staring back at him. Deep black hair as dark as the night sky shaped his pale smooth figures into an elegant and beautiful form. His green eyes, inherited from his father's side had a mix of that icey cold blue in them, creating what Akatsuki could only explain as an mystical look.

Ashley's body was well toned and curved in just the right areas, to essentuate his form. All in all he was beautiful. He had avoided looking at himself as much as possible, allowing for his mind to adapt to his situation before overloading it with information, so this was the first time he had really taken note of his features. He sighed thinking back to his past life and body. He spoke to his reflection.

"I wonder if I'll even wake up back in that world one day…" he took a long look at his reflection as he thought of the memories he made in the short time he had been here. "I can't say I'd want to go back."

"Oh and what world might that be, Miss Blanc?" A soft alluring voice startled Akatsuki out of his musing. He moved on instinct. His hand wiped across grabbing a knife had stored on his person as soon as he had been able to sneak into the kitchen and steal one. It slashed upward stoping just before nicking the chin of the intruder. Akatsuki's vision caught up with his body, and even slower then his vision his mind raced behind trying to comprehend just what he saw in-front of him.