Twilight-Part One
A/N: Well, I'd figure I take a break from writing all these gift fics, and
write a fic that has been swimming around in my mind for a while. This is a Alternitive Reality universe, where Mimi is really a princess, and Sora is
just a peasent...erm, just read. I decided to throw in some Jyoushiro, so
enjoy! And, I changed their last names in here, because...well, this doesnt take place in Japan. It takes place in Trimon. ^_^
And, this is for Kenji Kotaro...happy birthday. ^_^
Well, what else can I say about this fic? This was just going to be a short, AU Mira, and a little Jyoushiro. But now, it's a full-blown soap oprea. Illegal affairs there, unrequinted love there, mindless, anger-filled sex next to that one...um, just read, ok?
And, if you like it, I might make it a series...
Oh, and so you know, here is a surivial guide of Trimon Speak:
Aee~shi means: Widow
Tremon-sa means: Prince
Trima-sa means: Princess
Scuka means: Peasent
Louka manes: Servent
Somi means: Son
Simi means: Daughter
Iunr de Rekina: The child who becomes the future ruler of the country, the
inherit to the throne. This is normally the youngest.
Konor means: Father
Konia means: Mother
Cam wa Desh means: The parent who is domanint; who has the impending vote on
one thing. So, you would put Konor in front of Cam wa Desh to show that the
father was the dominant one, and you would put Konia for mother. Normally, the father is the dominaint one, but with some cases, he isn't.
Cam wa Lesi means: The submissive one in the parental relationship; the one
who's opinion really doesn't matter, can only try to change the other's.
Tor wa Nek: The king of the country.
Tor wa Nie: The queen of the country.
Korinka means: Parents.
Chika means: Children
Rio means: Brother
Ria means: Sister
Kamen means: God, the one that they worship religiously.
Yamir means: Average
D/C: I don't own the characters, but the setting is mine.
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"Now, remember, dear-"
"Yes, yes, be nice, don't say or do anything rude, and kiss some royal arse." Sora Laxmi said, rather annoyed with her mother's behavior.
"Sora! You know that I don't want you talking like that. It's vulgar for
girls such as yourself to be saying those words." Laxmi-Aee~shi contradicted her daughter.
~Ugh....~ Sora thought, clenching her fists. ~If konor was still here, he would *never* let konia do this...~
"Oh, but it isn't vulgar for men?" Sora snapped back, placing her hands on her hips. Normally, Sora wouldn't have done that, for that was considered a feminine action, and she was anything but feminine. She took a mental note to apoligize to her mother later. Now was not the time. Sora Laxmi was a nice, loving, and helpful person-to those that she cared for, for someone who got on her good side. But, if you weren't...you could expect less-then-politie behavior. Especially when it came to royalty.
"Sora, it's vulgar for anyone." Laxmi-Aee~shi sighed, and opened the door. "Now, come. And don't forget, this is a big opportunity for us! If Queen and King Hameril decide that they're interested in buying land from us..." Laxmi-Aee~shi continued on as her simi chose not to listen. No matter what her Konia Con wa Desh said, Sora would not let her sell the land.
Especially to those royal scum!
* * *
"Dear, now must we socialize with those scuka? We have our place, and we have ours." Kaasvi~Tor we Nei complained to her husband, placing a
many-ringed hand on his arm. Kaasvi Tor we Nek turned to his wife.
"You know that this is a golden opportunity..." he left his sentence
unfinished, as he suddenly became aware of the presence of his son and
daughter in the throne room.
"For what? A golden opportunity to do what?" came the expected questioning from the youngest of the two royal chika, by two minutes, but still the youngest, Koushiro, or Koushiro~Iunr de Rikina. His mother just sighed.
"Koushiro~Iunr de Rikina, you have more important things to worry about.
Concentrate on setting the date with Princess Hikari instead of other
things." Koushiro nodded mutely, concentrating more on trying not to let out a scream of utter frustration. It was enough that his mother just had to remind him that Princess Hikari was coming tonight to set the date for
doomsday-or, in other words, their wedding-no, she just had to had Iunr de Rikina on his name to remind him that he was the future ruler of this
country, and he was royalty. If either of his korinka said that one more
time...
"Konor? Why is it P-p-princess-s Hikari instead of Hikari~Trima-sa?" The
king and queen oldest chika, their simi, Mimi, but known to the rest of
Trimon as Mimi~Trima-sa asked.
"Because. Chika, we really don't have time for this. We will be downstairs
at the ball. Koushiro, we shall send for someone to take you down when
Princess Hikari arrives." With that said, Kaasvi~Tor we Nei left the room,
with Kaasvi-Tor we Nek, after giving his children a pitying look, on her
heels.
"Well, I guess I'll go get dressed now..." Koushiro said, looking for any
excuse to get out of there.
"You're already dressed." Mimi pointed out, sitting on a chair.
"Yeah, but you know Konia...she'll just tell me whatever she thinks is wrong with the clothes during the entire dinner, and yell at me after we finish." Koushiro responded, somewhat nervously and a bit too soon.
"She'll just do the same with the other clothes." Mimi pointed out.
"Yeah...you are so lucky that you don't have to go through this..." Koushiro edged to the doorway. Why couldn't se just shut up? He didn't have much time to get out before he had to go down...
"Don't forget, P-prince-e Yamato is coming tomorrow." Mimi chirped,
examining her nails. Koushiro rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, but you want him to come. You don't have someone else waiting for you..." Koushiro whispered, looking longingly out the window. Mimi looked curiously at her younger Rio.
"You don't want Pri-inc-cess Hikari to come?" Koushrio blinked.
"Uh...I..." Koushiro stammered, praying to Kamen that he wouldn't have to answer that, even if he didn't believe in Kamen...
"Koushiro~Tremon-sa, your parents have requested your presence at the dining room." One of his parent's mindless and spineless servants popped into the room at that exact moment, almost enough to convert Koushiro into a Kamen believer.
But not quite enough, for yes, he was leaving, but he wasn't exactly leaving for paradise...
* * *
Jyou Edicta's gaze rested on the Royal Castle, or, from his vision, a tiny
dot in the distance.
Most scukas in Tremon hated the Royal Family.
Some yamir, too.
But not him.
For he held someone in the Royal Family very dear to him...
He winced as the tiny dot otherwise knows as the Royal Carts of Eriman
pulled up in front of the castle.
Damn that Princess Hikari...
Many young boys longed for Princess Hikari to make a visit to thier
homestead, even non-Ermian's. Jyou had to admit, she was rater beautiful.
Which just made him hate her even more.
Jyou hoped that the night wasn't as horrible for Trimon's young
Trimon-sa-or, his lover-as he thought it would be...or, even worse, Jyou
hoped that the night didn't turn out much better then Koushiro had thought...
* * *
"Taichi, isn't it beautiful?"
"Yeah..."
Prince Yamato sat ahead his carriage, guiding the unicorns, and Taichi, his servant, sat in the carriage.
Normally, it would have been the other way around.
But, Prince Yamato wasn't exactly a normal Prince.
"Taichi, I hope one day you can see Mimi...she really is quite beautiful."
Yamato called back to Taichi. Taichi looked up from the shirt he was
scrubbing.
"Yes, Prince Yamato..." Taichi said in a monotone, sighing sadly.
"Don't be so formal, Taichi." Yamato responded, not bothering to ask about the sigh. Taichi had been acting odd lately...
Taichi looked up at the blond haired prince that he so admired, and blew out another sigh. The least he could do was be a good servant...Prince Yamato treated him better than any other master in Eriman. Taichi was very lucky to have Yamato for a master...
"Taichi, are you alright?" Came the concerned voice from upfront. Taichi
gave a sad smile.
"I'm fine, Yamato."
"Good. I'm glad."
Taichi smiled. Yamato was so caring...and sweet...
That Mimi was really lucky...
Luckier than he would ever be...
* * *
Princess Hikari:
I hope you read this letter, although I don't want you to bother yourself
doing so. I just wanted to tell you how I felt...but, I couldn't tell you
face to face. I wouldn't want you to waste your precious eye-space staring at me...
That's when Hikari decided that it would be best if she didn't read the
letter now. She had been trying everything to get out of setting the date, but her mother was on a mission now, and when her mother was on a mission...Hikari sighed. Sure, Koushiro was smart...and he was cute...she would really like to get to know him better...but, Koushiro didn't.
Hikari could tell, from the few moments that she and Koushirou had met, that there was someone else. Another person...
She didn't mind much. Sure, Koushiro was nice...but, she really didn't know him.
But...the young princess had been receiving several letters from a
person...she didn't know who, and the young boy seemed to be more in love with Princess Hikari more than Hikari...but, she was curious to find out who this love note person was.
After all, he couldn't be too bad...
* * *
Well, that's part one of my AU fic. I don't know if I can keep this up...if I
do, I'll write Mimi, Yamato's, and Takeru's parts in part two.
And no, this will NOT, under any circumstances, be a Mimato. I cannot stand those two together, and it will be a rare, RARE thing if I ever do write a fic with Mimato content. So, please, do not ask me for Mimato, Taiora, or anything else you know I won't do. No offense to straight authors; just like Yaoi/Yuri isn't your style, straight fics aren't my style.
A/N: Well, I'd figure I take a break from writing all these gift fics, and
write a fic that has been swimming around in my mind for a while. This is a Alternitive Reality universe, where Mimi is really a princess, and Sora is
just a peasent...erm, just read. I decided to throw in some Jyoushiro, so
enjoy! And, I changed their last names in here, because...well, this doesnt take place in Japan. It takes place in Trimon. ^_^
And, this is for Kenji Kotaro...happy birthday. ^_^
Well, what else can I say about this fic? This was just going to be a short, AU Mira, and a little Jyoushiro. But now, it's a full-blown soap oprea. Illegal affairs there, unrequinted love there, mindless, anger-filled sex next to that one...um, just read, ok?
And, if you like it, I might make it a series...
Oh, and so you know, here is a surivial guide of Trimon Speak:
Aee~shi means: Widow
Tremon-sa means: Prince
Trima-sa means: Princess
Scuka means: Peasent
Louka manes: Servent
Somi means: Son
Simi means: Daughter
Iunr de Rekina: The child who becomes the future ruler of the country, the
inherit to the throne. This is normally the youngest.
Konor means: Father
Konia means: Mother
Cam wa Desh means: The parent who is domanint; who has the impending vote on
one thing. So, you would put Konor in front of Cam wa Desh to show that the
father was the dominant one, and you would put Konia for mother. Normally, the father is the dominaint one, but with some cases, he isn't.
Cam wa Lesi means: The submissive one in the parental relationship; the one
who's opinion really doesn't matter, can only try to change the other's.
Tor wa Nek: The king of the country.
Tor wa Nie: The queen of the country.
Korinka means: Parents.
Chika means: Children
Rio means: Brother
Ria means: Sister
Kamen means: God, the one that they worship religiously.
Yamir means: Average
D/C: I don't own the characters, but the setting is mine.
******************************************************
"Now, remember, dear-"
"Yes, yes, be nice, don't say or do anything rude, and kiss some royal arse." Sora Laxmi said, rather annoyed with her mother's behavior.
"Sora! You know that I don't want you talking like that. It's vulgar for
girls such as yourself to be saying those words." Laxmi-Aee~shi contradicted her daughter.
~Ugh....~ Sora thought, clenching her fists. ~If konor was still here, he would *never* let konia do this...~
"Oh, but it isn't vulgar for men?" Sora snapped back, placing her hands on her hips. Normally, Sora wouldn't have done that, for that was considered a feminine action, and she was anything but feminine. She took a mental note to apoligize to her mother later. Now was not the time. Sora Laxmi was a nice, loving, and helpful person-to those that she cared for, for someone who got on her good side. But, if you weren't...you could expect less-then-politie behavior. Especially when it came to royalty.
"Sora, it's vulgar for anyone." Laxmi-Aee~shi sighed, and opened the door. "Now, come. And don't forget, this is a big opportunity for us! If Queen and King Hameril decide that they're interested in buying land from us..." Laxmi-Aee~shi continued on as her simi chose not to listen. No matter what her Konia Con wa Desh said, Sora would not let her sell the land.
Especially to those royal scum!
* * *
"Dear, now must we socialize with those scuka? We have our place, and we have ours." Kaasvi~Tor we Nei complained to her husband, placing a
many-ringed hand on his arm. Kaasvi Tor we Nek turned to his wife.
"You know that this is a golden opportunity..." he left his sentence
unfinished, as he suddenly became aware of the presence of his son and
daughter in the throne room.
"For what? A golden opportunity to do what?" came the expected questioning from the youngest of the two royal chika, by two minutes, but still the youngest, Koushiro, or Koushiro~Iunr de Rikina. His mother just sighed.
"Koushiro~Iunr de Rikina, you have more important things to worry about.
Concentrate on setting the date with Princess Hikari instead of other
things." Koushiro nodded mutely, concentrating more on trying not to let out a scream of utter frustration. It was enough that his mother just had to remind him that Princess Hikari was coming tonight to set the date for
doomsday-or, in other words, their wedding-no, she just had to had Iunr de Rikina on his name to remind him that he was the future ruler of this
country, and he was royalty. If either of his korinka said that one more
time...
"Konor? Why is it P-p-princess-s Hikari instead of Hikari~Trima-sa?" The
king and queen oldest chika, their simi, Mimi, but known to the rest of
Trimon as Mimi~Trima-sa asked.
"Because. Chika, we really don't have time for this. We will be downstairs
at the ball. Koushiro, we shall send for someone to take you down when
Princess Hikari arrives." With that said, Kaasvi~Tor we Nei left the room,
with Kaasvi-Tor we Nek, after giving his children a pitying look, on her
heels.
"Well, I guess I'll go get dressed now..." Koushiro said, looking for any
excuse to get out of there.
"You're already dressed." Mimi pointed out, sitting on a chair.
"Yeah, but you know Konia...she'll just tell me whatever she thinks is wrong with the clothes during the entire dinner, and yell at me after we finish." Koushiro responded, somewhat nervously and a bit too soon.
"She'll just do the same with the other clothes." Mimi pointed out.
"Yeah...you are so lucky that you don't have to go through this..." Koushiro edged to the doorway. Why couldn't se just shut up? He didn't have much time to get out before he had to go down...
"Don't forget, P-prince-e Yamato is coming tomorrow." Mimi chirped,
examining her nails. Koushiro rolled his eyes.
"Yeah, but you want him to come. You don't have someone else waiting for you..." Koushiro whispered, looking longingly out the window. Mimi looked curiously at her younger Rio.
"You don't want Pri-inc-cess Hikari to come?" Koushrio blinked.
"Uh...I..." Koushiro stammered, praying to Kamen that he wouldn't have to answer that, even if he didn't believe in Kamen...
"Koushiro~Tremon-sa, your parents have requested your presence at the dining room." One of his parent's mindless and spineless servants popped into the room at that exact moment, almost enough to convert Koushiro into a Kamen believer.
But not quite enough, for yes, he was leaving, but he wasn't exactly leaving for paradise...
* * *
Jyou Edicta's gaze rested on the Royal Castle, or, from his vision, a tiny
dot in the distance.
Most scukas in Tremon hated the Royal Family.
Some yamir, too.
But not him.
For he held someone in the Royal Family very dear to him...
He winced as the tiny dot otherwise knows as the Royal Carts of Eriman
pulled up in front of the castle.
Damn that Princess Hikari...
Many young boys longed for Princess Hikari to make a visit to thier
homestead, even non-Ermian's. Jyou had to admit, she was rater beautiful.
Which just made him hate her even more.
Jyou hoped that the night wasn't as horrible for Trimon's young
Trimon-sa-or, his lover-as he thought it would be...or, even worse, Jyou
hoped that the night didn't turn out much better then Koushiro had thought...
* * *
"Taichi, isn't it beautiful?"
"Yeah..."
Prince Yamato sat ahead his carriage, guiding the unicorns, and Taichi, his servant, sat in the carriage.
Normally, it would have been the other way around.
But, Prince Yamato wasn't exactly a normal Prince.
"Taichi, I hope one day you can see Mimi...she really is quite beautiful."
Yamato called back to Taichi. Taichi looked up from the shirt he was
scrubbing.
"Yes, Prince Yamato..." Taichi said in a monotone, sighing sadly.
"Don't be so formal, Taichi." Yamato responded, not bothering to ask about the sigh. Taichi had been acting odd lately...
Taichi looked up at the blond haired prince that he so admired, and blew out another sigh. The least he could do was be a good servant...Prince Yamato treated him better than any other master in Eriman. Taichi was very lucky to have Yamato for a master...
"Taichi, are you alright?" Came the concerned voice from upfront. Taichi
gave a sad smile.
"I'm fine, Yamato."
"Good. I'm glad."
Taichi smiled. Yamato was so caring...and sweet...
That Mimi was really lucky...
Luckier than he would ever be...
* * *
Princess Hikari:
I hope you read this letter, although I don't want you to bother yourself
doing so. I just wanted to tell you how I felt...but, I couldn't tell you
face to face. I wouldn't want you to waste your precious eye-space staring at me...
That's when Hikari decided that it would be best if she didn't read the
letter now. She had been trying everything to get out of setting the date, but her mother was on a mission now, and when her mother was on a mission...Hikari sighed. Sure, Koushiro was smart...and he was cute...she would really like to get to know him better...but, Koushiro didn't.
Hikari could tell, from the few moments that she and Koushirou had met, that there was someone else. Another person...
She didn't mind much. Sure, Koushiro was nice...but, she really didn't know him.
But...the young princess had been receiving several letters from a
person...she didn't know who, and the young boy seemed to be more in love with Princess Hikari more than Hikari...but, she was curious to find out who this love note person was.
After all, he couldn't be too bad...
* * *
Well, that's part one of my AU fic. I don't know if I can keep this up...if I
do, I'll write Mimi, Yamato's, and Takeru's parts in part two.
And no, this will NOT, under any circumstances, be a Mimato. I cannot stand those two together, and it will be a rare, RARE thing if I ever do write a fic with Mimato content. So, please, do not ask me for Mimato, Taiora, or anything else you know I won't do. No offense to straight authors; just like Yaoi/Yuri isn't your style, straight fics aren't my style.
