Riona looked up at him. Thankful the shadows still hid her features. Her cheeks were bright red. She couldn't help but staring. She shakes her head. "I came here on my own." She says softly. Flinching as chef was yelled at. Watching to make sure he didn't say anything or look in her direction at all. "Uh..." She squirms a bit as if she had to go to the bathroom. Flushing more. "I need to go to the bathroom. I'll find you again." She says. Rushing off before he could say anything further. Once out of sight he shifts into his mischieveous form...his boy form. His two personalities were different. He snuck down into the slaves quarters. Takes a water pistol and fires it on cook. "Gotta Chef." he calls out. Laughing and ducked at the spoon that flew past his head. "Aw...you almost got me." He looks up at the taller boy. Blinking and flushed. "Well you are rather hot now aren't you. You almost put a new temperature in the room." He teases. Flushing a bit more. He holds his hand out. "Name is Rioichi." He says with a playful smile. He threw the one use water pistol in the garbage. He looked at Chef who said something. Blinking a bit. "Can't tell my old man if he isn't here Chef." He counters. Sticking his tongue out at him.<br/><br/><div style="text-align: center;">Two hours later.....</div><br/><br/>Rioichi wakes up. Groaning as he had such a strange dream last night. More like one of those night visions he got from time to time. He knew that dream was most likely a possible future. One that was too risky to follow through on. He stretched and headed out of his room. Dressed in a sexy black kimono top lined with silver thread. The kimono pants just black with a silver thread dragon up the right pants leg. He walked towards his father and hugged him. "Be safe father." He says softly. Letting him go and watched him leave. He knew that Kotsei was around somewhere. He was lonely and bored. Dad only let him go out of the house into the garden. Rarely was he allowed to go elsewhere. He followed the sound of Kotsei's voice and peeked into the kitchen. Wondering how much his father told the favorite slave. How much the guy knew about him. He was curious yet couldn't ask since Chef was there right now.