A/N:
Okay, so about this story. The Royal Entourage is basically a semi-AU, kinda-fantasy-esque story. The general setting is in Seishun, but the characters are, of course, from another world. Other characters will be introduced later on.
As those who have read my other stories (YAY! advertisement here!), I love writing OC's, but for this one, I'll let the readers chose between these two:
a.) Gender bending
b.) Female OC's
If you guys like A, you can tell me the characters you'd like to become females. I'll only take the earliest replies in consideration.
But if the readers won't review and send me their thoughts, I'll go with B. Though I will only have maybe around two or three OC's.
Well, that's all.
Enjoy reading guys!
Disclaimer: I do not own PoT.
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Chapter 1: Prologue to Madness
The Prince
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Ryoma Echizen stared with wide-apathetic eyes (it's a wonder of all wonders how he can do that) at his parents, namely The Echizen Nanjiro and Rinko Echizen; yes folks, The King and Queen, and as you can probably deduce from that info, Ryoma Echizen is the Crown Prince. How nice. Insert glare from the Prince.
Our prince, (he shall be referred to as the prince in the whole duration of this story because, duh, he is a prince, whether you like or you like it. Admit it, you like it, ha!) who is currently at his home (read: mansion, or is that a castle? Whatever) is having a very pleasant conversation with his said parents. And the current topic is not making him happy. And an unhappy Prince Ryoma is not a very pleasant thought (he still looked adorably cute though).
His father, The Echizen Nanjiro, smirked gleefully at the obviously pissed off prince. "Yes, high school, seshounin. One of the qualifications for you to accomplish before you can take the crown off of your older brother's head (though not literally) is to have knowledge of the human world. And what better way to learn that than by going to this so-called high school?!" his father finished with a grin.
Ah, yes, we forgot to add that tiny piece of detail. The Prince does have an older brother, Echizen Ryoga. And since Echizen Ryoga is older, he is the legitimate next in line for the throne. But since Ryoga is born out of wedlock, his hold on that title is not as tight. Though based on the older son's actions, he seemed not interested at the title. He prefers gallivanting around the human world, and wholly neglected all his royal obligations. Thus, automatically puts him out of contention (at the time being). And that's where our dear Prince comes in.
He may be a wee bit younger (he is currently 15 years old), too addicted to his sports (which raises most of the royal council's artificially cultivated elegant eyebrows), socially inept (which is not a really good skill to have, thank you) and just basically not too interested in all things political, he still has some redeeming qualities, which is not that surprising, considering who his parents are.
He is intelligent (he passed his earlier classes with flying rainbow-colors), charming (uhm, accordingtohismother, mostly), talented in coming up with witty remarks (which, of course, is quite useful when dealing with annoying leeches a.k.a the council members and girls with brains as big as a miniature ant), and a really good sportsman (he does other sports aside from tennis, like golf, lacrosse, polo, equestrian, archery and some forms of martial arts because being a royalty means danger people!).
His glare intensified at the mention of his estranged older brother. "Do not mention his name in front of me, Oyaji."
The Queen sighed, a frown marring her beautiful face. "Ryoma," she started in her soft you-better-listen-to-me voice, "he still is your brother, and this is important. Being a crown prince means you have to be respectful and accomplished. You cannot do that without attending to your studies."
Ryoma resisted the urge to groan. "I finished my royal lectures. Why do I have to go to this high school? Surely the lessons I have been receiving here are enough?"
"They are. But being a prince means merely enough is not enough, Ryoma. Remember that." His mother smiled at him, "It wouldn't be worse than your royal classes, I promise."
Ryoma grimaced. His worst nightmare. "You said that when you forced me to attend to this royal classes kaa-san." He pointed out.
His mother just continued smiling. He sighed. There's absolutely no getting out once his mother made up her mind. What she says, goes: that's the golden rule. Anybody who dares defy that doesn't really end up too well.
"Where am I going this time?" there's no escaping.
A genuine smile made its way to the queen's face. "Oh, you'll like it there Ryoma!" she brandished a brochure from thin air, "You're going to Seishun High School!" she announced gleefully.
Ryoma stared.
And blinked.
And finally, his jaw slackened.
Nanjiro's smirk widened.
"Oh, hell NO mother!"
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Anyways. Yeah. Read on guys! Hope you'll like this one!
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