Title: Over the seas
Written by: Sano
Pairings: Sam+Kurt, some Finchel and whatever other couples I can come up with.
Warnings: Fluff
Ratings: PG13 for now but would go up in later chapters
Disclaimer: Don't own Glee, if I did it wouldn't be fit for family TV.
Summary: All Prince Samuel wanted was to live his life according to his own rules, and he never knew that saving a human could change the course of the rest of his life.
Author's notes: Inspired by Ajjizom's Hevans drawing of a merman Sam with his own Kurt statue and the whole Hevans does Little Mermaid art. This series is for you, Allison!
Chapter 1: The Prince of the Ocean
"Hey, man, have you ever wanted, to like, be a human?" Prince Samuel Evans asked his best friend, Noah Puckerman, who was sitting on a boulder and idly strumming his guitar. The mohawked-merman flashed him a bewildered look.
"Why? Those dirty fish-eaters? Don't tell me that you're gonna go all cannibal on me man!"
Sam laughed and shook his head, "No, dude. Not the fish-eating thing. I just think that humans have so much stuff going on up there… and we people down here, just have this!" He gestured his hands at the expanse of ocean around him.
In all of his sixteen years, Sam had already explored almost everything that the deep blue ocean had to offer. He'd already gone swimming with the dolphins over the stretch of the pacific and had gone shark-hunting with his father. He'd made acquaintance with all of the prominent aquatic creatures in the ocean floor and hung out with the surprisingly cool North Pole penguins.
The ocean was cool and everything, but Sam Evans was sick of it 2 years ago. He was the eldest son in line for the throne and his father never went a day without reminding him, to his utter annoyance.
Casting a wistful look at the shimmer of the ocean's surface, he sighed and grabbed the guitar from Puck.
It was only mid-afternoon and there was nothing to do.
Just when he and Puck were almost dozing off in their respected boulders, a scissor-tail sergeant fish bearing the kingdom's insignia cleared his throat and boomed, "The King request his Highness' presence in his chambers immediately."
Standing up quickly, he shot a glance at his sleeping friend and nodded to the sergeant. "Okay, do you know what he wants? Did something major happen?" The creature remained silent. His father never requested his presence during the afternoon; they usually meet in the morning for the daily sessions with the Kingdom's advisors. His father always spent his afternoons working alone in his chambers and they see each other again at supper. The King was all about routine and consistency so it was weird to see a break in the schedule.
Must be important, the blond prince thought and went straight to his father's chambers.
His Father was sitting on his throne when he arrived, and was talking to a dignified-looking man who Sam recognized as one of the dukes in his father's strongholds and next to him was a beautiful girl with long braided blond hair, he recognized her from her debut ball last month that their family had attended. The girl refused to meet his eyes as she stood, her hands tightly folded together. Sam bowed and smiled at them both and stood in front of his father.
"My boy, I trust you remember Duke Fabray and his daughter, Quinn?" At Sam's nod, his father continued, "Well, I just wanted to tell you that you'll be seeing a lot of the Fabrays over the next few days." The King shook the other man's hand and the pair left the room.
Sam was confused, "What did you want to see me for, your Highness?"
His father was examining the military reports when he answered, "We've talked about it, and we decided that you and Quinn will be married."
"What? I never agreed to that! I've barely met the girl, and now you're saying that I should marry her?" Sam knew he was being disrespectful. But he refused to accept this.
"Samuel." Just that one word, laced with steel and authority, made the boy stop his rambling.
"You will marry the Fabray girl. It is your duty as prince of this kingdom. The papers have been drawn and signed. You will be married a month from now."
Sam left after a moment of silence, swimming so fast it was as if sharks were chasing him.
Puck found him as he was streaking out of the kingdom and caught his arm before he dashed off, "Woah man! What did the old man say?"
Sam ran a hand through his hair distractedly, his eyes darting back and forth in panic. "I'm getting married, Puck. It was all arranged without my knowledge." His shoulders sagged in defeat.
"Who's the girl?"
"Quinn Fabray, the daughter of Duke Fabray." If it weren't for his dilemma, Sam would've noticed the stricken look on the other boy's face. The boy looked as if he was punched in the gut.
A shaft of brightly colored lights shimmered on the ocean floor; Sam looked up and saw the shadow of a ship on the surface. Without another thought he started for the ship but his best friend grabbed his wrist to stop him.
"Are you fucking crazy, dude? You can't go up there! If someone catches us we'll be flayed alive!" But Sam shook his arm out of the other boy's hand and swam towards the vessel. With a heavy sigh, Puck followed.
Breaking the surface, Sam couldn't prevent himself from smiling as he stared at the magnificent ship in front of them. Fireworks were shot into the darkening sky and the colors were so bright that both he and Puck were mesmerized. Swimming onto the side of ship he grabbed hold of one of the heavy ropes anchoring barrels to the hard wood and hoisted himself up onto a side plank.
"You are out of your freakin' mind!" Puck shouted and Sam hissed at him to keep quiet. The blond boy reached down for Puck but the other boy shook his head in refusal.
"Come on, Puck! We'll just take a look and then we'll go back to our lame lives." The other boy looked wary for a few seconds then finally grabbed onto Sam's hand and he was hoisted unceremoniously onto the plank beside him.
There was a shaft at the sides of the ship in case of water on the deck to pour through and it afforded the two boys an excellent view of the action on the ship. There were a group of musicians playing a jaunty song and there was a freakishly tall boy standing in the middle of the deck who was making a grand speech. The other members of the crew surrounded him, holding tankards of ale and looked drunk or at least buzzed and were laughing at the boy's antics.
"You guys are the most awesome crew that a prince can ever wish for. But this trip wouldn't be quite so awesome without my stepbrother who could talk a king out of his own kingdom!" Raising his own goblet of wine, he pointed it to a well-dressed figure who was sitting on a crate, legs crossed confidently. But the teenage mermen couldn't see his face since his back was to them, but Sam immediately noticed the immaculately-coifed brown hair and he felt his face heating up for some unknown reason.
The crew was cheering drunkenly when the taller teen grabbed the smaller boy to stand in front of a very large covered object. "This is for you, Kurt Hummel, Happy sixteenth Birthday!" Two men pulled the covering off and revealed a statue that Puck and Sam assumed was made in likeness of the birthday celebrant.
The statue was cast in pure-white marble and depicted the boy kneeling on one knee, one hand placed proudly across the chest and the other holding a sword on the side. The tall teen was undeterred by the lack of response from his stepbrother and encouraged the crew to cheer again.
Finally there was a reaction; the smaller boy called Kurt smacked his brother on the arm. "How did you manage to have this made? This isn't me, Finn Hudson! And if you think I walk around with a sword clasped in my hands, you are sadly mistaken!"; There was a note of fury in the boy's voice and the crew was laughing as he blistered his stepbrother's ears with a scalding lecture on the statue's and his own proportions.
Puck was snickering as he watched the scene and was oblivious to the other boy's thunderstruck expression. Sam stared at the human's face and thought that nothing that perfect can be found under the ocean. Even masked with fury, the alabaster skin was flawless but what really tugged at the undersea prince's heart were the piercing eyes that flashed from green to blue in the fading sunlight.
The festivities were interrupted when the sky was disturbed by flashes of lightning. The crew was spurred into action at the sign of the coming storm and feet thudded onto the deck as ropes were pulled and sails were refolded so as not to get struck by lightning. The brothers on deck were shouting orders and Puck was tugging on Sam's arm to escape but the blond was unresponsive and so the larger teen jumped back into the water and was shouting for Sam to follow.
Suddenly a streak of lightning hit the deck and all hell broke loose. Fire spread quickly over the deck and Sam was thrown back into the water from the shock. 3 lifeboats were dropped into the water and Sam and Puck quickly swam away at a safe distance to avoid being discovered.
The crew got into boats and the boy called Finn was shouting at Kurt to follow him into the last boat but another shaft of lightning erupted between them. The larger teen was thrown into water and the men grabbed him and pulled the unconscious boy onto the lifeboat.
Kurt looked scared out of his wits as he mulled over how he could jump into water with the fire surrounding the deck. The crew was maneuvering the boat to a distance where they could catch their remaining captain, but the strong winds threw the boats from side to side and they feared capsizing.
There was an explosion from the deck of the ship and Kurt was thrown into water, the men tried to reach him but the boy was unconscious and sank faster than an anchor. Sam went under towards the boy despite Puck's protests. He was pumping his tail faster than he'd ever done in his life, keeping sight of the rapidly sinking body.
Finally he caught the boy and quickly wrapped his arms around the compact body. Later he would think about the sense of completeness that came over him at the feel of the dark hair plastered to his cheek, later he would contemplate how he could feel so strongly about a human who most probably ate fish for breakfast.
For now his priority was to keep Kurt alive.
They broke the surface and Sam swam steadily towards the patch of land in the distance. The smaller boy was already coughing up saltwater against his neck and the merman gave an audible sigh of relief. He lugged the boy onto safety, his tail prickling at the feel of the dry sand.
Huffing loudly, he fell besides the unconscious boy and couldn't keep himself from touching the other boy's face. He smiled in wonder at the perfectly-shaped brows and soft, plump lips and fought the urge to bring his own against them.
"Kurt…" Sam whispered while stroking his cheeks. The boy was still mercifully, out cold. "Kurt." he repeated. Just those four letters made his heart thump so loudly that he was surprised that it didn't wake the boy up.
He wished… Oh, how he wished… the boy was snapped out of his reverence when he heard noise coming from the island behind him. He quickly jumped into the water just as a dog ran into the shore and proceeded to wake Kurt up with licks to the chin and neck. People started arriving and Sam glimpsed the boy, Finn, wrap his arms around Kurt in unabashed relief.
Closing his eyes against the scene, he swam towards the ocean floor, his heart lodged in his throat.
To be continued
Author's notes: So how was it? The Little Mermaid was actually my absolute favorite Disney fairytale, and I have the DVD to prove it! I don't know how long this will be, it depends on how the story would go.