Annie: Bwhahahaha! Now that we finished this chapter for this story...
Tsu: Then i will leave you alone for OLC to be completed by this decade
Annie: I blame you....
Warning: Shounen ai, tad bit OOC, mpreg, crossdressing (future) and currently (but not for long) female Duo. FOR NOW!!!
Disclaimer: Of course we own them! *Tsu winks at annie* don't we annie? *runs from rabid fangirls*
Annie: pouts she never caps my name.....
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Chapter 1
A long pair of slender legs slid and twisted through the foliage, completely silent. Focused, amethyst eyes watched the tall pale figure, as it also sneaked through the brush. Sensing it was too close to its quarry, the legs stopped and allowed the distance between the two to increase.
The tall pale figure being followed, was the crown prince of the enigmatic and unknown Elven tribe, Silvermyst, that dwelt in the Forest. The amethyst eyes, the self-proclaimed protector of the Prince, followed the Prince's every movement, while also scanning the area for any potential danger. The Prince, Quatre, on the other hand, was more worried about making his rendezvous on time, then his safety. That of course, is what the protector was for. As soon as Quatre had been born, the amethyst eyed hero had sworn to protect the pale, blond, beautiful boy.
It was foolish of Prince Quatre to go out on his own, there had been rumors of a possessed wolf stalking and killing many visitors of the forest. The Prince's protector detected no sign of it yet, or of anything antagonistic at all, but that was no reason to let down your guard. Melting into the foliage, the Prince's protector followed, at a safe distance, on a mission to discover what the Prince had been doing for the last few weeks. Quatre had been sneaking off quite frequently of late. He was at the impetuous age of 17, and he was going, going, gone, all the time. True, the Prince didn't yet have to worry overly much about the burdens of ruling a tribe, his father was alive and well, as was the rest of his family, with the exception of his mother, who had died 10 years ago. All he cared about was the here and now, the future didn't exist for him yet. (A/n: Annie was watching Shogun...) Whoever he was meeting must be very important, as Quatre was normally a very open person, so for him to keep a secret, meant something was definitely up. His follower moved slowly, a long braid swaying silently at the hips. No one knew Quatre better than his guardian, so if something was up, it would be exposed and judged as dangerous or safe.
The crown Prince reached his destination, and his protector stopped just at the edge as well, looking on anxiously for any threat. Quatre seemed nervous, wringing his hands apprehensively, looking in all directions. His protector knew that his Prince only did this under extreme agitation. As the bushes on the opposite side of the Prince rustled, the braided protector's body tensed, delicately pointed ears twitching with anticipation. Long slim fingers tightened on the short elven dagger at the protector's side, ready to draw it and kill if need be. The protector was about to leap forth when the bushes parted, revealing a tall auburn haired. . . . human?
The protectors blade stilled in apprehension. What was the crown prince doing meeting a human? It was unheard of, elves didn't associate with them, at least not for anything other than politics. Graceful eyebrows came together in a frown of worry, something was happening here and it didn't bode well for both the crown prince and his protector.
Hands clasped over a hastily stifled gasp as Quatre turned and embraced the tall human with a passionate fervor. A small rustle in the bushes behind them stole his attention, a thousand thoughts of what could be lurking in them ran through the protector's mind; a panther, wolf, a troll, or even more irritating, a dwarf!?
A low growl emitted deep within the protector's throat and to his shock, there came a similar answering one from ahead of him. A low moan tore the amethyst eyed protector's attention from the rustling bushes only to see the crown prince locked in passionate embrace with the human. He pulled his dagger up, the two. . . . lovers unaware, the human looked as if he was eating Quatre! Righteous anger coursed through the Prince's guardian, lifting his blade in a quick deft motion, he aimed for the human's throat. The rustling across from the prince's private guard got louder, and violet eyes snapped toward that direction. Whatever it was lurking in the underbrush, it sounded large, easily human size, if not larger. The only thing the experienced hunter could think of, that would be anywhere near here, was a wolf, the possessed wolf. Another moan distracted the guard once more. The prince sounded as if he was in actual pain; and the human looked like he was gnawing on Quatre like a fine meal.
Needing to get one worry off his mind, the Princes personal protector leaped out from the bushes, his knife aimed once more. "Cease your feasting, human!"
At the same time, a low, dangerous voice called out, an arrow knocked and aimed cried, "Release the prince from this spell you've laid on him, elf!" Amethyst eyes glared at deep blue. Both princes separated from one another, staring in shock at their guards. Sparing a glance back at Quatre, he saw him unharmed.
"Quat-" The question ended in a gasp as the blue eyed man swung his fist, connecting solidly with the pale jaw of Quatre's protector. Staggering back, the protector dropped to the ground, shaking its head to clear away the stars. Quatre's lover was being dragged back into the bushes by the dark eyed man.
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Never in his life had Heero been so infuriated. The nerve of those-those elves; and his Prince for falling for their tricks! It was a good thing he had chosen to follow Prince Trowa today, or who knows what could have happened. And then that boy that had jumped from the foliage to attack him, no doubt some sort of rash elf hunter.
Heero thought back on the ridiculously long hair and huge violet eyes. The hunter looked like a woman and Heero hated nothing more than men who looked like women. He looked toward his Prince, his cousin, who was silently fuming at the intrusion of the little tryst with his lover. He knew his cousin would probably not speak to him for the rest of eternity for this, but he needed to say something.
"You have responsibilities as Prince, Trowa," Heero said quietly, stalking close at the heels of the irate royal.
Something came out of the tall Prince that could be 'Go to hell' or 'I understand', the Prince was a very effective mutterer.
"Trowa," Heero warned. "You have been bewitched by that misbegotten creature!"
Trowa turned and fixed his cousin with murderous green eyes.
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"Quatre, you have been bewitched by that misbegotten creature." Violet eyes flashed with disapproval.
The aforementioned blond elf Prince crossed his hands defiantly, glaring at his protector. "I love him."
The guard shrugged. "A love spell then."
Quatre glared at his protector, "Why are you being such an interfering-interfering- GIRL!?" He continued heatedly, "Just because you are my sister doesn't mean you can intrude on my life!"
A disgusted gasp emitted from her lips. "Excuse me, your Highness, but I promised Mother I would take care of you. If that constitutes as intruding, so be it."
Any semblance of control gone, Quatre reached down into the moist sand, "Maybe its time you started acting like our mother, Duo! Stop binding your chest! Start wearing dresses and being a normal girl... And for goodness sake's," Quatre raised his pale, lithe arm, "Stay out of my life!"
A heavy mouthful of sand caught Duo directly in the face. Slowly it dripped down her neck and into her shirt. If Quatre hadn't been stalking away, she would have retorted, but as it was, it just would've sounded like a desperate attempt to get in the last word. Duo had heard that mud was good for the complexion, but with the feel of the slick, wet soil slipping into her shirt, her complexion was the last thing in mind, murdering the Crown Prince being the first and taking a bath a strong second.
"Damn," Duo looked into the sky. "Sorry Mother, I tried. . . . but for now, I really need a bath." Muttering to herself, she took off for the springs that she knew were frequented by her bird friends.
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Sincerely pissed off, the normally unshakable dark haired man stomped through the forest. But the prince's behaviour had been plenty of reason to get ticked off. . . . not to mention the prince's temper tantrum and the fact that there was now a bucketful of mud splattering Heero's clothes. Heero Yuy stared at his mud splattered coat and a curse burst from his lips yet again.
What was Trowa thinking, falling for a accursed creature like an elf? And throwing mud, Heero shook his head. The normally stoic Prince had been reduced to the infantile actions of throwing mud at him to get him to leave the Prince alone, hence, his current state.
Heero moved off the small beaten path and into the underbrush, heading for some springs he recalled being in this area.
Duo dipped a slender leg into the rather cool water of the springs. "Stupid princes, just who do they think they are?" Duo pulled viciously on her hair, letting it cascade down her back, and dipped it in the water, "Just because they think-"
"- they are in love, it's the greatest thing in the whole world," Heero pushed away branches blocking his way, a sneer twisting his features. "Throwing tantrums... If it was not for me-"
"-He could be lying dead, tricked by that. . . . human!" Duo disappeared under the water angrily.
"-elf!" Heero yanked harshly at his vest and tore it off. "At least I know exactly what I want! No spell will fool me. The perfect one for me has to be beautiful, sweet and she has to be. . . ." Suddenly, Heero's eyes were trained on the most lovely creature bathing in the crystal clear springs, scrubbing her fingers through a cascade of chestnut locks. With a graceful and erotic motion, she came up from the water, her skin shimmering in the sunlight filtering through the trees. She was perfect, her every graceful curve, every gentle movement. Slowly his thoughts came to completion, "You." he breathed out in awe.
Duo tried to get most of the mud from her long hair, wondering yet again why she'd bothered to leave it so long. "At least I know exactly what I want, the perfect one for me has to be brave, handsome and he has to be..." She looked up and saw him. . . . the man who put his fist to her jaw just moments ago, "YOU!" She yelled furiously.
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Far away, leaning over a scrying pool, a figure observed the first meeting of the duke of Windhurst, and the princess of Silvermyst. Hatred burned in her eyes as she noted the lithe figure of the princess and the adoration written in the duke's eyes. Years of searching had been for naught. Once again her perfect mate was to be taken by someone else. This couldn't happen, was not allowed to happen. A sneer twisted her lips, arranging once pretty features into something undeniably ugly. "I will have you, Heero Yuy, if it is the last thing I do."
tbc....
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Yatta! One chappie down. Okay, all our beautiful shounen ai fans, fear not, half the point of the plot is Duo no longer being female, so it will all work out in the end! Glomps all shounen ai fans
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~Annie and Tsu