"When we get older, we're gonna get married!" Seiji had declared one day, as you two played house. You agreed, not thinking much of it. After all, you two had only been children. Surely he didn't mean it.

Over the years that you two spent together, he'd made it clear that he had meant what he said. You made it clear you didn't care for the idea. That was fine with him. He was a patient man.

He went to college, making sure to keep close in contact with you, (after all, he couldn't have you running off with someone else), and became one of the most successful person in his field of work, knowing he couldn't afford going broke and not being able to pay for your lavish lifestyle.

He tried again after he graduated college and your answer was the same. Still, that was alright. All you needed was a...push. The 'push' being locked up in his abode and cut off from the outside world.

But at least there you'd be treated like royalty. Just like you'd always dreamed of. And it'd be like the old days of playing house; just much more realistic.

"Good morning." Seiji said, entering the bedroom with two cups of coffee.