The Ordinary Prince | By : GacktnoHime Category: > Kyo/Kaoru Views: 2184 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
Disclaimer: This is a work of fiction. I do not know the members of Dir en grey. I do not make any money from the writing of this story. |
Title: The Ordinary Prince
Author: Gackt no Hime (Gacktnohime@aol.com)
Archive: If you want it, take it. Just let me know where so I can visit ^_^
Comments: Erm… Do you guys remember reading a magazine called "Crickets" in elementary school? Well, I did. Neways, "Crickets" used to have short stories featured in every issue, and one story was called "The Ordinary Princess"… well as you can probably guess by now, this fic is inspired/based off of that story… though not completely, 'cuz I don't remember exactly how the original story went ^^;;;… OH! And PLEASE R&R!
Warnings: language, OOC-ness, shounen-ai (duh! >.<;;…)
Genre: fairytale…. Semi-twisted fairytale @D@;;; and humor
Rating: PG-13
Band: Deg and Yoshiki
Pairing: KaoruXKyo, may be other side pairings…
The Ordinary Prince
Part III:
"Doctor, is he gonna be okay?" Kyo heard as if his head was swimming through a haze.
"He'll be fine," came the reassurance. "Once his fever breaks he'll regain full consciousness…" and again, Kyo's mind plunged headfirst into oblivion and the conversation faded out.
* * *
"Kaoru, stop pacing already!" an irritated redhead demanded. "It's not gonna make the kid wake up any faster, PLUS you're making me dizzy."
"Oh, FORGIVE me, Die-samadidndidn't realize that your station was ABOVE mine, and that I have to follow YOUR orders," a pink haired man, Kaoru, retorted with dripping sarcasm and equal (if not more) irritation, both of which wasn't missed by the redhead.
"Okaaaay…" Die started, tone calm in the manner of restrained anger. "Point duly noted, *Your Highness*," he continued, stressing the last two words. "I suppose I should leave you to your royal pacing, PRINCE Kaoru of Dir en Grey?"
"….."
"Well?" Die prompted, eyebrows raised.
"Okay, okay. I'm sorry," Kaoru reluctantly apologized.
"That's better…" Die grinned, pulling Kaoru to sit down beside him on the couch. "Now, my dear cousin, sit and STAY seated."
Grudgingly, the pink-head obliged, not realizing how tired his poor legs were until he was off of them.
"Better?" Die inquired with a knowing smile.
Kaoru scowled at the redhead and muttered something that Die deciphered as "Yes, dammit. Thank you oh so very much."
"You're very welcome," Die answered, barely stifling his mirth. It took a while before the redhead regained his composure (well, enough of it) to bug his pink-headed cousin with another question. "So, did you look through the kid's bag?"
"Why would I do something like that?" Kaoru demanded in annoyance.
"In hopes of finding some clues to answer questions like: where did the kid come from; what was he doing in the royal hunting grounds; etc., etc…." Die replied, his tone of voice providing the unspoken 'duh.'
Embarrassed, Kaoru opened his mouth to retort, but snapped it shut when no word came to mind. It was usually Kaoru who would have thought of these things, but ever since he accidentally shot the blond young man (whom Die still refers to as "the kid" even though the doctor has told them that he is very much an adult), Kaoru's mind had only been able to focus on one thing--or, in this case, one person-- the currently bedridden blond stranger.
'And he scores a!' !' Die thought to himself while allowing another triumphant grin to split his face. "So, are you gonna do the honors? Or shoI?"I?" the redhead pushed, reaching for the discarded bag s-l-o-w-l-y.
"No, I'll do it!" Kaoru declared, quickly snatching the bag away from the laughing redhead.
-Thump-
Die and Kaoru both looked down to find that a small, leather-bound journal had fallen out of the blonde's bag due to the pink-head's haste. A pregnant silence filled the room as both men eyed the unassuming book. Then, the silence was broken as the two of them moved at the same time for the book.
"Ah HAH!" came the triumphant cry, as one hand grabbed the journal off the ground just before the other.
"Goddammit!" came the frustrated shout of the one who had his prize snatch away just as his fingers brushed its binding. "Die! Give it back!"
"Give it back?" the redhead parroted. "I don't remember seeing your name on this thing…" Die trailed off mock-contemplatively as he pretended to look for a name. "Nope, no 'Kaoru' written on this thing… Or maybe it's written inside, should I take a look?" Die asked, as he flipped open the cover.
"Die! No! It's impolite look into other people's---" Kaoru protested, but was cut short by a groan from the bed's occupant.
"Finally! The kid's awake," Die declared, his relief evident in the way that he just dropped the journal and made way to the bed. Needless to say, Kaoru promptly followed suit.
With another groan, the blond finally managed to push his eyes open. Chocolate brown orbs, still hazy from sleep, scanned their surroundings and finally rested on the pink-head on the side of the bed.
"Who are you guys?… And what are YOU doing with MY bag?" the blonde asked, eyeing the pink-haired man suspiciously.
The blonde's protectiveness over his bag, reminded Die suddenly of the forgotten journal. So, taking advantage of his preoccupation with Kaoru, the redhead discreetly kicked the journal under the dresser, making a mental note to pick it up later.
"I'm not doing anything with your bag, honest!" Kaoru's hasty defense brought Die's attention back from the now-hidden-journal.
Then, a second later, when Kaoru remembered that he still has the bag in his hand, the pink-head tossed the small bag into the blonde's bag in a manner that seemed as if the bag had bit him. But the blond was still unconvinced.
"So you didn't look or rummage through mg?"g?" the blonde asked with a raised eyebrow, causing the pink-head to shake his head vehemently. "Fine, then, who are you guys? And where the hell am I?"
Kaoru opened his mouth to answer, but Die beat him to it, "Hey, you ingrate! We saved your sorry arse, so the least you could do BEFORE you start interrogating your saviors is to introduce yourself and say thank you!"
The blonde glared at the tall redhead for a good few seconds before grudgingly muttering, "Kyo."
"What was that?"
"Kyo! My name is Kyo, you redheaded baka! Now tell me who you guys are, and where the hell I am!" Kyo finished, wincing at the pain all that yelling brought to his shoulder.
"Careful!" Kaoru warned, moving to examine the wound. "Just ignore him like you would any idiot," the pink-head continued, ignoring Die's indignant 'hey'. "You're in the kingdom of Dir en Grey, and that stupid redhead is Daisuke (whom I am unfortunate enough to be cousins with), and my name is Kaoru," the pink-head finished, looking up to find dangerously narrowed eyes glaring at him instead of the unfocused, chocolate gaze from before. Gulping, Kaoru asked, "Kyo? Is something wrong?"
"Is something wrong?" the blonde repeated in an eerily calm tone that belied his glare. "Oh, no. Nothing's wrong… YOU JERK!" Kyo screamed and began whacking Kaoru with that bag that was on the blonde's lap. "YOU'RE THE ONE WHO FUCKING SHOT ME WITH THE FUCKING ARROW! AND YOU'RE ASKING ME IF SOMETHING WRONG?!?!?!?! **HELL YEAH** SOMETHING'S WRONG!!!" Kyo continued his tirade, smacking Kaoru where he could hit him.
Die stood rooted to his spot as hysteria and shock fought for dominance.
Kaoru, on the other hand, was busy trying to catch the violent left hand of the blonde."Sto"Stop! I'm sorry, STOP!” the pink-head tried to apologize, but it was ignored amidst the blonde's screams of "DIE! YOU FUCKING JERK! DIE!!!!!"
Finally, Kaoru managed to catch Kyo's left wrist, stopping (at least for the moment) the blonde's violent attacks. "How did you know that it was me???" Kaoru asked incredulously.
"Because," Kyo made out between huffing and puffing and wincing in pain, "LITTLE GREEN MEN TOLD ME SO!" Kyo yelled again, and, forgetting that his right shoulder was injured, grabbed the bag from his left hand with his right and promptly screamed at the pain of his wound tearing open. "OWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!"
"BE CAREFUL!"
"YOU FUCKING JERK! THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!!!!! >_ "Ow! No! Stop! I'M SORRY!" Kaoru apologized again, all the while fending off the blonde's attacks as much as he could without hurting the angry blonde.
And the formerly frozen Die broke into hysterical laughter at the scene unfolding before him.
"DAISUKE! Stop laughing and help me!" Kaoru yelled his cousin, only causing the redhead to laugh even harder when the bag hit the pink-head's head at that exact same moment. "OWWWWW~! Kyo, I'm sorry, SORRY!! REALLY!! Owww…"
TBC…
A/N #2: hmm… this chapter was harder to write than my former ones, though I'm not sure why… maybe it's because I have a harder time with characterizing Kaoru… And I didn't think this chapter was as funny as the earlier ones either, but hopefully, it's just this chapter @D@;
I'm hoping to revise this chapter later in the future, so comments for this ter ter is EXTREMELY important in helping me improve it…
Oh, and on a side note: There's about 1 or 2 more chapters after this and then an epilogue, so stay tuned!
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