Romeo and Romeo

TWØ

~LEVI~

"This," Prince Charles said as he opened the door to the next room, "is the fencing room."

So far, we've gone through the Grand Common Room, the Kitchens, and a few other standard rooms. Now, we're getting to the interesting parts of the tour.

The fencing room was large, with several mats set up for practice. Against the far wall was a large wooden case containing several foils, épées, and sabres.

"You any good?" I asked with a smirk as we entered the room.

"I'd like to say so," Charles answered, a slight blush dusting his cheeks. Prince Charming sure does blush a lot.

I crossed the room to the case at the back, pulling it open and grabbing a foil. "Prove it."

"Levi, I don't think that's a good idea. We're not even wearing–"

"Blah, blah, blah. Come on, Charles, it's not like we're going to kill each other. Just a quick match, pleeeeaaaaase?"

The prince sighed in defeat, grabbing a foil himself. "Fine, but if we get in trouble for this–"

"We won't," I assured. "Goodness, you're such a good boy."

"Is that meant to be an insult?"

"Yes and no. Now shut up and fight me," I challenged.

Charles chuckled, walking over to one of the mats. "Well hurry up then, mate," he smirked, holding his foil at his side.

He was good, I'll give him that. Very good, to be specific. He'd block all of my attacks with a swift parry and counter with a riposte. Unfortunately for him, I'm not too shabby myself. I parried every one of his lunges. When he attempted to disengage me, I countered with a swift circle parry.

We were pretty evenly matched. The fight could have lasted a while.

That is if he didn't have to go and open his big fat mouth.

"You're quite good at this," his words came out in quick breaths.

I felt myself forget what I was doing at his compliment. His words threw me off guard completely. The simple statement distracted me from what I was doing. For a man I'd just met earlier tonight, he had a crazy affect on me.

He took the opportunity to lunge, thrusting his blade towards me. He didn't make contact because we were wearing no equipment, but the message was clear: he won.

"Well played, Prince Charming, well played," I sighed, accepting defeat. "I'm definitely calling for a rematch sometime. I totally would have beaten you if I hadn't gotten... er ... distracted."

"Whatever you say, Levi," he remarked sarcastically. "Now come on, I want to show you the music room."

My eyes brightened. "Music?"

We put our foils back and exited the room, heading to one further down the hall. Charles opened the massive doors to reveal the biggest music room I'd ever seen.

I might as well have just walked into a nicest music store. Instruments of ever color, shape, and size lined the walls. A sparkling white grand piano in the center of the room was calling my name, but my eyes immediately went to the guitars.

Guitar has always been my favorite instrument. I find freedom when I play it. No matter how many restraints are put on my life, a strong melody will always make me feel like I can do anything.