Imperial-Pair

''Do you have to take even this over the top?'' ''I don't know what you mean, Kunimitsu. I am behaving no different than when we finally got married.'' ''Exactly.'' Tezuka had used his deadpan voice, which always prompted Atobe to at least think about what they were currently discussing once again. Not that he normally came up with a different approach afterward. ''No. Still not seeing the problem. Besides, you'll look absolutely gorgeous tonight.'' Tezuka sighed while the fabric around his shoulders was pulled a bit better into place - again. To say he was uncomfortable wearing almost nothing on his upper body would have been an understatement. But it was also more than unlikely that Atobe would change his mind any time soon. Way below zero, actually. So Tezuka sighed again, deeper this time, and tried to stand still for the final fitting. He really shouldn't have commented on that news article from London last week. When the torture was finally over, he had to admit that he