For Chai it was a long night, he didn't sleep too well, he could feel himself tossing and turning in his sleep. This otta to be the millionth time he had this nightmare. And now matter what he could do, he can never stop it, he could never change it. It was as if he was put behind a bulletproof glass wall. While the Witch, the Prince, and some other being were standing there one moment, only to be fighting the next. And in just a blink of an eye, the glass wall breaks and the Prince is laying before Chai. Blood covering his hands as the Prince lays there lifeless, slowly losing color and warmth. It was all just a horrible nightmare that just won't stop playing over and over again. Ever since the first time Chai had seen the Prince's death, he'd have nightmares of it, sometimes it was of the past ways he had died, other times it was made up.
He had almost fallen asleep when his driver had suddenly opened his door kneeling down. "Young Master, is everything alright, you seem a bit out of it." A worried looked washed over this man's face as he helped Chai out of the car.
"Oh it's ok Charlie! I am just tired, is all. It's been a whole summer after all. So getting back into the early morning wake up calls is a bit, you know, exhausting."
He chuckled and nodded. "Oh, course, I understand Young Master, forgive me."
"Sage!" Chai couldn't help himself but smile the moment he saw one of his life's' long friends and avoiding the rest of the conversation with his driver and butler. He was the first to have been seen the moment he was dropped off at school soon after. Rushing up to him, grabbing a hold of his waist from behind he hugged tightly with a few nuzzles into the arch of his back. "I've been so bored without seeing anyone over the summer break. My mom made me go to Italy with her." A long pause happened as he hesitated to ask. "Has he shown yet?" The grip around Sage's waste was an instant reaction to how Chai always reacts when the Prince is brought up. It was as if opening new wounds each and every time. Each time it feeling even more painful.
His throat felt tight as if he wanted to cry, hiding his face in Sage's back so no one would notice. He's probably the only one out of the Princesses who is willing to show their emotion at any given time. If he were sad, he'd show, same with being happy or mad. Chai wasn't one to hide anything, least not very often. "I...no, my heart hurts. I'm not sure how much more I can take. Hey Snow, if-"
"Mister Sunakawa, how many times must I tell you! Boys can not wear girls uniform!" There it was, the only teacher, the only person who has a problem with Chai wearing woman's clothing. It wasn't like he could help it. It was mostly done without him thinking much on it, out of a habit of being a woman for so long. It was hard switching to men's clothing. He never disliked it, fact be told; he looks good in both clothes. Though, when he dresses like a boy, people think he is a girl as well. So to him, it's not much different.
"But-" He tried to explain but was quickly cut off.
"I don't need excuses from you. What makes you think you are any different from the other students here? If I let you wear that, I'd have to let the other students do the same. Then there won't be a point in having a school uniform rule." Mister. Ester stepped closer to Chai and took a hold of his elbow, pulling him off of Sage and jerking him to the side a bit.
"Tch,... Let'me'go" His words slurred as he tried to catch himself from falling.
"Public affection in any way, is also forbidden here, especially with two men. It's starting to get on my nerves that you and your friends think you can get away with what others can't."
"No! You're wrong, don't put the others into this, I'll... change, ok? I'll...change." The word change was harder to say and do than anyone would like to think. Especially, him and his friends.
"You best see that you do, Mister Sunakawa. Otherwise, I'd make sure of your expulsion."