The Heart and His King
The Heart and His King
A/N: This is a story I have been writing just for fun, I have put it up and plan to continue it, be warned it contains homosexuality if this offends please leave now. I have now gained myself a wonderful beta to point out common mistakes in my writing, so I would hope grammar and spelling errors are to a minimum. Thank you Shi! Overall hope you enjoy it lol and Review! :P
Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters from Gundum Wing this is written for my own amusement and hopefully will give others some enjoyment also.
Summary
The King of Falacia Air Kingdom has been searching for a bride across the different Realms of the Earth, he needs to find his Kingdom's Heart. But time and frustration has drawn on, the King never having desired a mate to start with, so out of annoyance he takes a bride, one that not only despises him but one from the Rastllee Kingdom, the Realm known for its loyalty to its land and love for the outdoors. The now named Prince has powers inconceivable being married into the Falacia Air Realm but his rage at the forced marriage burns…. What is going to happen between the newly chosen Heart and the current King?
A story of politics, bright emotions and a deep swirl of love and hate….
Rating: M
Chapter Rating: T
Author: Look up...
Beta: Ladyshi
Warnings: SLASH, MalexMale relationships
"Good evening students." An old women greeted somewhat sharply. "Today, as I have previously announced, the King of the Falacia Air Kingdom has arrived and will be searching for a suitable life partner. As already discussed the King has no preference of gender and will pick a partner due to suitability to his own requirements of one to help run the Kingdom and give him the support he needs of a significant other. The Kingdom as it's known is one of influential standing and far away from our own lands. However, we are honouring the treaty and allowing the King to search throughout all schools in the hopes he will find his partner."
Duo groaned, slouching down even further in his seat at the wooden table, "Just what we need more stuck up royals prancing around." He whined, the purple eyed teen then sending a mischievous grin to his now affronted best friend; the friend in question a very beautiful blonde who also happened to be the future King of the Arabian Lands.
"I am not stuck up." Quatre responded huffily, taking a dainty bite of the dinner set out before him.
Duo laughed, eyes sparkling. "Noooo of course you aren't." He joked. Duo Maxwell being one of the rare privileged individuals to actually find out Quatre's secret linage, the blonde being the Prince of Arabia, but also high on the assassination list. Due to this the prince was to be in hiding for some time and complete his final schooling years outside of his own country for protection.
The school they were both in was a large, old building that was practically the only schooling area for miles in the northern regions of the Rastllee Kingdom. Over six hundred adolescents attended the live in building and hopefully exited specializing in a certain area. Whether healing or fighting with the sword the options were endless and Duo still hadn't figured out what he was going to specialize in yet; his expertise in thieving and spying. Of course he never told that to the North Aster School when requesting entrance.
Duo was in fact an orphan since birth and grew up on the streets, it only being Solo, one who had cared for him in his childhood, that made it possible to attend; having put away a measure of gold coins to pay for the entrance fee.
Quatre smiled then, in good nature nudging his playful friend, far too used to Duo's quips to take true offense. "But Duo, just think, this might be your chance to rise to riches and fortune, wooing the handsome King who shall cover you in jewels and name villages in your honour. Just imagine how romantic it would be." The intelligent blonde teased, enjoying the expression of horror covering the teen's face, Duo gagging at the thought.
"That's..that's horrible Quat. Don't say things like that ew." Duo disagreed, face scrunching causing a few others in the hall sitting nearby to laugh.
The prince poked out his tongue playfully, blue eyes glinting "You did start it Sire Maxwell, I just thought I should explain the beauty of royalty to one as lowly as yourself." Quatre's words filled with laughter, actually giggling at the dirty look Duo sent him in response.
"Ha ha" Duo muttered dryly, not offended in the least but more annoyed that Quatre had managed to get one up on him...but then that wasn't such a surprise the pretty blonde had to be the most cunning, manipulative individual he'd ever met in his life time and being a thief he'd met a lot. "Anyway..." Duo continued, "How long will they be staying? And HEY how come YOU don't have to do the same thing, all the searching and so on?" The braided teen queried hotly as if Quatre had purposefully been hiding it from him.
The aquamarine eyed youth blinked before hiding a smile behind the goblet of juice in his hands. "Unlike Falacia Air Kingdom, the Prince of Arabia is to choose a partner by his eighteenth birthday else the Arabian King will choose one for his son and that Duo, is only if I'm the Heir."
At his friend's curious look Quatre continued. "Yes I know I am heir, but I do not mind my father or the people choosing my wife or partner if I do not find someone in the next year. I do not mind that choice. However the King of Falacia needs to marry by his third year of reign and from what I've heard he has reigned over the Kingdom since the age of fifteen. His father died suddenly you understand, until then his first name in unknown and he is only known as Falacia Air or King on the day he announces his choice of bride he will also divulge his name."
Wide purple eyes stared at the small blonde. "Wow Quebean how do you know that much stuff." Duo murmured, partially shocked at all the information. "So you're saying ...he's what... got to find a bride this year right? Making him eighteen soon? The same age as us."
Quatre nodded "Yes."
Duo hummed tapping his chin experimentally "Well guess I wish him luck." The thief grinned. "Although I have to say I still think royals have sticks up their rears."
Quatre spluttered, cheeks pink, causing Duo to break into his own version of maniacal laughter.
"Excuse me." A voice said coldly, causing Quatre to glance behind himself and pale somewhat, hand reaching out to grab at Duo and shake him out of his hysterical fit. Unfortunately the hurried move shoved the slender brunette straight off the wooden seat and caused the lithe teenager to tumble into the stranger that had panicked Quatre.
A yelp from Duo and a thump was heard in the large hall then silence, the whole student body watching the unfortunate interaction winced inwardly, there just a pile of entwined limbs and two confused people at the feet of a rather bemused looking King. A whine was the first sound heard. A rather annoyed amethyst eyed teenager then beginning to attempt to struggle free. "Hell how much do you eat! Get off me! You weigh a tonne." Duo muttered unsuccessfully trying to get out from under the currently silent human. A frustrated sigh came from the slender thief, "Really...Seriously get the HELL off!
The other male grunted and slowly got to his hands and knees glaring down at the purple eyed teen. "Shut up before I kill you." He muttered, navy blue eyes flashing in annoyance.
Deep purple eyes narrowed, before Duo shoved the other hard, sending the other teenager flying onto his back, Duo jumping up to his feet and brushing himself down. "You really need to lose weight." He muttered without even having glanced at the shell shocked male still on the floor. "...and work on your manners." He added as an after thought.
Quatre covered his eyes, unable to bring himself to watch Duo slowly destroy himself any longer. The man on the floor definitely was part of the King's procession and maybe even a body guard. Duo was making himself a bad enemy.
The man on the ground recovered, seemingly a split second after he somehow worked through his shock of Duo just being Duo, getting to his feet and grabbing the orphan's arm harshly, the grip causing the brunette to flinch. "How DARE you treat the royal body guard in such a manner." He spat, navy eyes burning "And talk about the King in such a way. You will show respect Rastlleeian."
Duo smiled sweetly. "Well you can't be much of a body guard if you let me just fall into you, can you? And you are fat." The braided teen reaching out with his free hand and pinching some non existent pudge he supposedly saw, grinning at the flush of pink that touched the stranger's cheeks for a second. Duo winked at the amused uni-banged teenager watching the exchange. "Sorry King, I was just stating some facts that's all meant no offense" he murmured playfully. "Right Quatre?"
The blonde winced, still hiding behind his hand. "Really Duo leave me out of this please, you may destroy what credit you have on your own."
Duo laughed slightly, waiting for the body guard to release him. "Hee let go of the boy." A bemused voice ordered, there being a heavy silence before the now known bodyguard Hee followed the King's orders. "So what is your full name?" The emerald eyed man asked. "And yours as well young one" he added directing the question to the pretending to be invisible prince.
Duo smirked at the presently fuming body guard across from him. "The name's Duo Maxwell, I may run, I may hide, but I never tell a lie." He joked, bowing playfully to the tall royal before him.
Quatre sighed, turning and getting to his feet resigning himself to the awkward situation. "Quat Rebarbra Sire." The blonde replied, to prevent giving away his lineage, the prince giving his fake name and not that of Quatre Rebarbra Winner. Quatre not bowing like Duo however it being against the customs of his Kingdom seeing as he was a prince.
The chestnut haired royal smiled. "And how old may you be Quat and Duo?"
The blonde gave a smile back "We are seventeen, we turn eighteen next year." Not missing the flicker of surprise in the green eyes before him, like most, the King astonished at Quatre's age, the blonde looking like a twelve year old so innocent and sweet most of the time.
"It is a pleasure." He eventually said with a smile, green eyes warm sliding between both of them. "If I may make a request?"
Quatre's head tilted ever slightly reading the undertone to the King's words, Duo more interested in the rather irritated body guard's sword then what the royal was saying. "Of course if it's in our power it is yours." The blonde responded, his political skills surfacing.
The royal smiled. "It is appreciated. I would ask if you both will attend a meal with me, so that I may get to know you more. As you know I search for a significant other so your humour interests me I would appreciate a few hours of your time to see if a match is at all possible."
Quatre was somewhat frozen not knowing how to respond. Being a Prince himself any form of match making was a very social and regulated thing in his Kingdom so a casual dinner was not so accepted by his country. "Er...well." Quatre murmured for once at loss for words.
The King quickly responding, "Do I not meet your expectations?" He voiced sounding hurt, Quatre's empathetic heart however instantly picking up that he was being led on. The blonde however deciding it was not worth the distress.
"You give me too much honour." He responded in apology. "Of course I shall attend a dinner."
Duo however had gone white, and laughed nervously when green eyes settled on him. "And you Duo Maxwell?"
The slender teen gave a fake grin. "I'm sure there are many more boys nicer looking then me." He joked, eyes already beginning to slide, looking for an escape.
The King frowned "Beauty is not the only requirement for a partner and I do not see any problems with your appearance you do not need to try to formulate some escape. Do you not find me suitable?"
The braided teen laughed weakly, scratching the side of his cheek beginning to look quite ill. "...Well… you see King I didn't realise you liked men and not that you are not attractive." He attempted, voice strained. "But I like women or...a different type of man."
"A different type of man?" The green eyed King queried sounding interested. "Like what."
Duo cursed his mouth for saying something so absurd. "... Ah.. someone not so tall." He blurted out, causing the Royal to raise a brow, a smile tugging at his lips.
"Oh is that so?"
"Yes.. yes I like ah...short ah fat men...like Hee here!" He made up hurriedly getting an astounded look from the body guard in question, flat out amusement from the king and a look of 'You idiot.' from his best friend.
Duo wrapped his arms around the slighter taller bodyguard, as if he could hide behind Hee from the King looking for a bride. "Yes, I like guys like that. You're too ...er...tall and skinny no offense."
A smile danced on the King's lips. "None taken." He sighed heavily as if pained. "Well then I will withdraw my offer of dinner tonight seeing as you are much more interested with wooing my body guard then myself." Laughter flickered in the green eyes, "Maybe it is you two that require some time alone. I will organise it if you like of course."
At the words, Duo leapt away from the King's bodyguard as if he was a hot coal. "Oh that's really generous of you, we must talk about it again...but I have chores so farewell." He called taking off in a run and out the main hall
Quatre groaned at his friend's idiocy, while Hee smirked ever slightly at how transparent the purple eyed teen had been.
The king smiled tucking the blonde's hand through his arm. "Come let us have a real dinner, I like your friend. He lightens up a day immensely."
The prince relaxed at the words, blue eyes glowing in amusement. "Yes Duo definitely knows how to make someone laugh."
The chestnut haired man glanced down at the blonde as they walked, Hee steps behind. "So tell me more about yourself, you are very beautiful but who are you? That is what I'd like to know." The tall man amused at the flush that lit up the porcelain white skin of the boy.
Quatre giving the other an embarrassed smile "What a flatterer" He commented diverting the King's words. "But for me there is not much to know, I come from a lesser noble family and am doing studies in numbers and business to help me in becoming a merchant like my father."
"Oh." The King said softly appearing not to believe the other, causing Quatre to glance up at the male and away, the pair silent the rest of the walk to the table set out for them to eat in a private wing in the school for teachers, nobles and Royalty.
