Hiro smiled as Akito wandered off in pure wonder. "How cute!" He chuckled and let his eyes rest on a near by pond until Akito had finished. "I will most definitely show you other gardens. Not all in one day of course." He realized that his betrothed had snapped himself back to pay attention to him, making him laugh again, but he simply just let him do it. Maybe it was something he did as a soldier. It made him wonder if his father had been so jumpy when he first got to his birth mother's palace. Then again, his father was a lot more open and talkative. He probably had no problem wooing his mother. 

Now it was Hiro's turn to focus his attention. His smile turned into a more empathetic one. "Don't beat yourself up Akito. . . You're probably just still all flustered from before." [I]'I don't believe anyone could be that boring. He has to have hobbies, besides killing people. He doesn't even look much like a warrior, compared to the troops I've seen.'[/I] He kept his opinion to himself and smiled at the shy hero. The smile turned into a curious gaze as he asked a question and quickly hushed afterwards. One thing was for sure, Hiro could practically toss the list of 'What Ifs' out the window. Akito was neither a brute or ancient, or. . . Well he wasn't anything he imagined. 

He was more attractive than he presumed, and a lot more shy. Hiro didn't know warriors were shy, but it wasn't like he stayed around them. Realizing he still hadn't said a word, Hironori stood and stretched his arms outward before putting them behind his back again. "You don't need to apologize after everything. I don't mind, I promise." He smiled and then wandered down a path, not too far away from him. "Wars are inhumane in my opinion. I don't believe killing each other is a way to resolve anything. There's so much bloodshed. Those people had families they wanted to get back to. It doesn't seem fair for men of power sending others to fight their battles." He finished his rant with a small shrug. Obviously his father disapproved of the idea, being a man of war himself, so he kept his ideas to himself most of the time. 

Hiro moved closer to Akito and he casually took his hand, pulling him out of the garden. The prince decided to have the last stop be in his room. He had seen plenty of empty rooms that he could use and thanks to his father, the option still stood for him to sleep in Hiro's room as well. So, it was only fair to show him what it looked like. "And here," Hirob opened the door and pulled him inside. "Is my room." It appeared that the servants decided to swap out the colors of his room again. Instead of there being red drapes around his bed, they were a white and blue color to match the bed. "They change the colors every now and then. I like the sudden changes though, it keeps things. . .fresh, in a sense." 

He wandered off towards the back of the room, where his clothes were neatly folded and put away. Since the fancy greeting was over and the first impressions were practically over, he decided to change. He grabbed a more comfortable and less decorative kimono and walked behind a [url= http://arigato-from-japan.com/pic/byo_062a.jpg] plain folding screen. [/url] "You still haven't decided where you'd like to sleep. I mean, you have plenty of time since it's not dark, but just a reminder." His clothes were draped over the screen and he changed into the more relaxed clothing. Hironori walked back out, sighing in content. The golden clip in his hair was removed, letting his hair [url= http://i234.photobucket.com/albums/ee136/suwarnaadi/hair/Anime-guy-withfringe-hair.jpg] fall [/url] . He pushed part of it behind his ear in order to see and then glanced over at Akito. 

"I can show you a few more of the gardens if you want. Unless you were curious about something else."