Promise to Sirius (An Utapri / Uta no Prince-sama Fanfiction)

POV: Third-Person POV

Time: Mid-to-end of January after the end of the main story, after Epilogue: Shadow and Light

Romance, as proven time after time again and again in a colourful, complicated history, was never smooth-sailing. If romance were to be explained in terms of sailing a ship, the victims of such an endeavour would be extremely fortunate if they even managed to begin exploring waters in one piece. Also proven by momentous history, the quintet known as 'QUARTET NIGHT' were not, and most likely never would, be an exception to such terror and insanity. One may even be right to say that their complexities in regards to the theme of romance were much more tedious than those of the average people of society, with an uncontrollable mix of chaos, noise and catastrophes somehow always finding its way into the incomprehensible equation, to the extreme point that calling their fate 'comedic' was a sore understatement.

Although, to be absolutely fair, with a quintet comprising of a hot-tempered, screaming rocker who wanted nothing to do with the professions of love, a young and curious analyst whose depths of research were borderline flustering to the eldest members of the group, a formal and composed man of royalty who calmly added coal to the burgeoning fire like sugar cubes to his cup of tea, a cheerful leader who could be as mischievous as fast as his words slipped and pulled warning triggers, and an oblivious, innocent sweetheart whose inquiries regarding love caused the lessons to run out of control despite meaning no harm...

Could you honestly say that the theme of romance would ever be discussed with tranquility in QUARTET NIGHT?

Now, the romance-forsaken quintet were sitting in the comfort of their shared living room, exploring a variety of kiss scenes that a certain innocent blond had yet to learn of. Since Natsuki had matured more and had fully grasped the simpler concepts of romance, a proud and happy Reiji had suggested teaching him about certain scenes and actions that the four more-experienced fellow members had previously filtered out of their romance-related media due to him not being ready yet. Their bright, sweet and innocent boy was a miraculous one, surviving crazy romance while still remaining as pure as ever. Now, with mugs of hot chocolate and milk with honey, the warm aromas drifting through the cold winter atmosphere, the five of them were silently watching as the gentleman advanced towards the lady casually yet with a certain air of conviction, clearly making a calculated move, and even Reiji, who had witnessed countless different kinds of kisses, could not help but feel his heart pound in his chest like a drum. It was when the couple began to engage in a deep kiss when...

"Um... guys?"

"Yes, Nattsun?" Reiji immediately shifted his attention towards Natsuki, whose eyes were as confused as his voice. Tilting his head slightly, Natsuki faced him and hesitated.

"I don't know if I should know this, but..."

Natsuki asked.

"What is so interesting about the wall?"

"Pfft!"

Ranmaru automatically spat out his hot chocolate, almost choking as his eyes grew wide with what could only be described as utter horror. That was the question? For the love of rock, that? Reiji stared at poor Natsuki, who was even more confused, with his jaw dropped and his cheeks burning red, while Camus almost dropped his teaspoon into his mug and Ai's eyes were widened in pure disbelief, four minds thrown into a frenzy of chaos as they desperately scrambled for a proper answer to a question that they had never expected to hear in a million years, even from the most innocent of the five.