"What are you doing", Judar asked his chosen king with a skeptical gaze and a raised brow.
It was nothing new to see Hakuryuu reorganizing his desk, but one could overdo it.
"I am organizing my desk", Hakuryuu stated the obvious.
"Well, I can see that. But why? You just put your stuff from A to B and back again."
Judar was confused. It wasn't like Hakuryuu placed his stuff somewhere else to have a better look at his desk or to make room for him and all his paperwork. No, he was just placing the same things from A to B and back again, as if this would change something. If he would clean his desk at the same time, Judar wouldn't be so confused, but since Hakuryuu was not, it was strange. Although it was not the first time Judar saw Hakuryuu acting like that.
"I am just organizing my desk, right", Hakuryuu repeated himself annoyed.
"Alright."
One lesson Judar had learn over the time was to not argue with an angry or annoyed Hakuryuu. In the end it would just be Judar's loose. And Judar hated losing! Only weaklings lost! Without saying more Judar sat down on the sofa next to his king's desk and watched the latter one doing whatever he was doing. In a strange way it had something calming to watch Hakuryuu focusing on his reorganization of stuff. Maybe because Hakuryuu was extremely calm about it and it was very monotonous. Whenever he watched Hakuryuu, Judar started to think about the time they had spent together and it made him smile, also it reminded him that his kind had some very cute, but also very strange, habits. One of those was his tendency to over organize things. His working place, for example his desk, had to be clean and neat. With one look around one could find anything one needed. However, when one wanted to search a specific document Hakuryuu had worked on, things got more difficult. In one of the many tall shelves Hakuryuu ordered his documents and scrolls, which were necessary for a smoothly working process. This may sound normal and one could wonder where the problem lied, the problem was the way all this writs were organized. Sometimes Hakuryuu kept it simple and just ordered them in the way he had finished them. Other times they were ordered by their names or by their affiliation. And then there were those, which were ordered by date and those, which were ordered by a parameter unknown to everyone but Hakuryuu. Judar laughed every time, when one of the servants tried to convince his king to change the organization and make it easier. A normal person would feel sorry for the servants and every other person, who had to deal with Hakuryuu's system, but Judar found it funny – at least as long as he himself hadn't had to deal with it.
For Hakuryuu, on the other hand, everything was clear and easy to understand. One only had to use the thing inside one's head called a brain. Unfortunately, some seemed not to possess one or were too lazy to use it. There was a logical structure behind his system and one only had to know, what one was searching for. There was a pile with documents that were of minor importance and therefore were ordered by the date he had worked on them. Often those documents were internal affairs and a servant brought them to the relevant departments twice a day. So, there was no need to search there, because whoever needed the documents would get them soon anyway. For the other things one only had to know what kind of document one was searching for – for example if it was something about agriculture, one had to look for this section and then go by the date it was written, in case one was searching for information material, or by the date it was requested, in case one was searching for a request regarding agriculture of the Empire. Way was it so hard for almost everyone else to understand this system? Whenever he searched for something he found it with ease. So why were the servants making such a fuss? Maybe it was because it wasn't so obvious what document belonged in which category all the time and Hakuryuu had too many compartments and subcases and one could also over organizes things. What sounded logical and easy in theory didn't have to be logical, easy or practical in praxis. Judar had tried to explain it to Hakuryuu many times, but without any positive results. In the end he had given up, because it didn't bother him at all – also Hakuryuu needed his structure or else he would feel uneasy. As Magi Judar had other duties to fulfill and luckily hadn't had to do much paperwork. Reading and writing weren't his favorite activities and he sucked at both. And let's be honest, it was quite fun to watch the servants despair, when looking for documents.
What Judar fascinated the most about his friend's habit or organizing, was the simple fact that Hakuryuu often did it, because it felt like his stuff had been rearranged without his permission. Yes, Hakuryuu was placing his office supplies from A to B and back again, because it felt like some of them had been put on a different place, while he hadn't been around.
"Does it not make you uncomfortable, when you have the feeling someone has touched your stuff and placed it somewhere else, without you knowing", Hakuryuu had asked him in a serious tone, when Judar wanted to know, why Hakuryuu was acting upon a mere feeling. Judar hadn't given an answer back then. Of course, he disliked it when other people touched his things or even dared to put them in a different place, but it wasn't like this had actually happened to any of the office supplies. So why bother?
For some time Judar had feared Hakuryuu might be sick, thus forgetting where he had put his own stuff, which led to him feeling uncomfortable, because he could not remember where he had placed his stuff. His king was too young to be so forgetful! However, when secretly making a few tests, Hakuryuu always could remember everything. That guy even remembered those very embarrassing things from their childhood, which Judar tried to forget ever since. Because of that Judar had decided to simply accept this strange behavior and not to question his king about it anymore. Maybe there even was a logical explanation and reasoning behind it all and he just failed to see it. If Hakuryuu needed all this organization and structure, then he should have it.
That Hakuryuu was a very serious and organized person was nothing new to Judar or anyone in the palace. He had a strict schedule for his days and barely made anything, which was not incorporated in his plans, which was annoying when one wanted to surprise him or make something spontaneous. Judar was not a person, who planned his whole day and all his activities, hence he was a more spontaneous person, which collided with his king's way of doing things. However, they had found a solution, which satisfied both of them. Judar was allowed to leave his stuff lying around and Hakuryuu was allowed to have his organizing system. And every day there was one or two hours in which Hakuryuu had planned nothing and was free for whatever Judar wanted to do. Furthermore, Judar had promised not to create chaos in his king's bedroom – Judar disliked how plain Hakuryuu's room was and had tried to make it more "lively". Much to the latter one's dislike. Compared to Judar's room, which was chaotic, because of all clothes on the floor, books, which he only read since he had teamed up with Hakuryuu, and toys, which were still from his childhood, but he never had bothered to put them away, Hakuryuu's room was extremely tidy. It was even more than that. Besides the normal interior furnishing Hakuryuu had nothing special in this room. The wardrobe was filled with a few clothes and a few books on the shelves, most of the books were stored in the libraries. No decorations and no personal things. Due to the size of the room, it appeared even emptier, boring and one could even assume it was a guest room, than it would seem like, if the room hadn't had so many empty spaces. Hakuryuu may have two wardrobes, but not because he had so many cloths, but because he separated them. One wardrobe was for the formal clothes and one for his training clothes and everyday clothes. Inside the wardrobes the clothes were ordered by color – Judar had problems with that because for him most of the colors looked the same. However, it was not his duty to put the clothes into his king's wardrobe. Thinking about it, he was really lucky. He only had to deal with Hakuryuu's dislike of surprise kisses and hugs – ever since the fight against the disgusting witch, in which she kissed Hakuryuu, her own son, the latter one had a huge problem with unpermitted kisses, hugs or any other intimacies.
"Finished", Hakuryuu exclaimed with an exhausted expression and sat down on his chair.
Judar was brought back to reality by his king's words. When watching the other one working, he often started spacing out until someone brought him back.
With a curious gaze Judar looked at Hakuryuu's newly arranged desk. As expected it looked just like before. Everything was at the same spot as it had been in the morning, as it had been yesterday evening. Formerly Judar had pointed out this fact, but now he was smarter and kept this information to himself. Why stating an argument, which would lead to nowhere? Nothing would be gained from it anyway. Instead Judar focused more on the aspect that the table was now clean – like it always was. This was his way of trying to praise someone without making it sound like mocking.
"And what now?", Judar asked without even being sure why he asked this question.
Maybe because he wanted to say something or because he expected Hakuryuu to tell him that today they would take a day off.
"Now I will start with my work and you should do so too. There is a lot to do."
Of course, as if there was nothing else besides work. Judar rolled his eyes.
"How about we go and have breakfast first? I am starving."
"We just had breakfast a moment ago."
True, Hakuryuu and Judar ate breakfast together and it took quite some time until they were finished, because Judar wanted to taste everything his king had cooked in the morning. Whenever Hakuryuu had cooked something Judar wanted to be the first to taste it – and he would give his opinion. Differently than with other meals, he would take his time with eating it, so he could enjoy this wonderful meals. Although he often only told Hakuryuu that the food tasted "okay" instead of "great". One could think he might fear that Hakuryuu would get too full of himself and for whatever reason Judar did not like it. Well, actually he feared he wouldn't get to eat any of the great stuff anymore, when Hakuryuu thought he was already good enough at cooking it. Yes, Judar had some very serious problems and fears. Being a Magi, especially the Magi of Ren Hakuryuu, was quite hard. He needed a break!
"Um...", Judar expressed his dislike and shifted from one foot to the other, "Well, then how about a kiss?"
Perplexed Hakuryuu faced his friend: "What?"
A kiss was nothing uncommon between them and as long as it was not a surprise kiss, Hakuryuu did not mind it – at least until now he had never complained. So his confusion was less because of the question and its content, but more because he hadn't expected it and therefore thought he might have misheard.
"I want a kiss. You know, that thing were you put your lips on mine. The thing we did just this morning. A kiss."
It was quite cute to look at Judar trying to explain what he wanted. He may not turn into a blushing mess, but his voice got softer and he stated to stutter a bit. Normally this was Hakuryuu, when it came to any romantic subject, however Judar could be just like that, whenever he had to repeat himself. He often said things without thinking about it, but when he had to repeat it, he had to think about it and thereby he realized what "embarrassing" stuff he had said. Feelings and romantic stuff were not his strong point and it made him a bit uncomfortable to talk about them. Both of them were like that, just that Hakuryuu was more obvious about it, but also could deal better with it.
Hakuryuu sighed and kissed Judar, who was surprised, although he had been the one, who had wanted the kiss, since usually they would now have an argument whether this was the right time and place for a kiss. However, they were alone, so there was no reason to not kiss each other. And so Judar enjoyed his king's lips on his and wished it would last forever.