[I]'He seems confused. . . Well, he's been confused and shy this whole time so there hasn't been much of a difference. '[/I] The prince didn't hear the whispers. Instead, he gazed at Akito with a calm expression, wondering what went on in the shy man's head. He was so calm and collected while he was fighting, but now here he was stammering and fumbling. 

[I]'He really is quite cute. But, I don't think he likes me very much. Well I suppose it was bound to happen. . . I did tell father that this tradition was just too risky.'[/I] He mused over the compliment Akito gave his father and merely nodded. "As old as he is, he does like to keep in shape." His brow raised when Akito apologized and he shook his head. The bout did interrupt his study, but he wouldn't make the male feel more uncomfortable than he already was. 

"No, no. My mother sent for me, so I came to see what was going on. I was doing personal things, which I have all the time in the world for. You're fine. No need to worry. And I wouldn't want you getting lost in the palace or anything, I don't mind showing you around." He paused and gave a small shrug before glancing over at the servants at work. "But, I suppose if you don't want me to that's understandable." Hiro wouldn't impose on Akito. If he didn't want to, then he didn't have to. Akito now had every right as a royal- well, he would once he was married into the family. But for the time being he still had a 'royal right'. 

Hiro was completely at a loss with Akito. He seemed completely nervous unless he was training or staring off at the art, and so far, neither of them had much in common besides the fact they were both stuck in a marriage. [I]'I wonder how my mother felt when she first met my father. . . Then again, it really isn't a fair example. I mean, I'm sure Akito was probably expecting a princess after all. Not the best of luck there.' [/I]