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Warning: Noctis/Prompto.
Note: Enjoy.
Summary: Ever since childhood, Prompto longed to attend the University of Lucis. However, Prompto's parents just cannot afford the financial burdens of such a prestigious university. So, Prompto starts searching the Internet for other colleges catering towards his major. Instead, Prompto comes across an advertisement for a strange scholarship. In exchange for financial support, Prompto must offer his blood for "research purposes". Intrigued, Prompto reads further and finds out other odd things. If his blood meets certain categories, Prompto will be allowed to live inside of the Citadel for the remainder of his studies at the University of Lucis. Of course, Prompto squealed and started signing up for the one in a lifetime scholarship, especially because he's majoring in art and history. With the Citadel being a goldmine for history and art, Prompto just couldn't wait to leap at the chance of furthering his research into Lucian art and history.
Chapter One
When Prince Noctis vanquished the dwelling darkness and deamons, Eos slowly started healing underneath the light he had cut through the shadows. However, Prince Noctis' victory wasn't without costs. In the end, Prince Noctis sacrificed himself for the greater good, just like Lady Lunafreya sacrificed herself for Eos.
However, Eos grieved their deaths. For, Lucis' only heir to the throne was now gone, which divided Lucis' crown citizens apart into two fighting factions. The first faction wanted democracy and government. The second faction desired the traditional monarchy system.
In the end, Lucis' first faction won, especially after Lucis' royal bloodline died and deserted the throne without any heirs. Of course, Lucian citizen didn't want another royal family and fought the nobles, not wanting them to take the throne. With the first faction large in numbers now, Lucian citizens managed to win a government and democracy.
Even so, Lucis' crown citizens were suspicious of their victory, especially because the Citadel functioned quite a lot, just like the royal family hadn't left them. It was quite eerie, considering that they thought the palace would close after monarchy was voted out of Lucis. It didn't bother them so much, not when Lucis functioned differently nowadays, though.
XOXO
Born in a time period without monarchy, Prompto couldn't help being drawn towards the Lucian royal family. However, Prompto lives outside of the Crown City Insomnia. If he attended the University of Lucis, Prompto could make his dreams come true. He could explore Insomnia till his heart's content and bursts open in joy. He would learn so much, too.
However, Prompto's parents just cannot afford the financial burdens of such a prestigious university. He understands and attempts not to cry. His parents done so much for him, especially when they adopted him. They didn't have to. They could have adopted another little boy or girl in place of him. They chose him, though.
So, Prompto starts searching the Internet for other colleges catering towards his majors. He comes across an advertisement for a strange scholarship, though. He's quite fascinated by the odd scholarship, especially since it's for the University of Lucis. He continues reading further and laughs nervously, then.
In exchange for financial support, Prompto must offer his blood for "research purposes". If his blood meets certain categories, he is allowed to live in the Citadel for the remainder of his studies at the University of Lucis. Of course, Prompto squealed and started signing up for the one in a lifetime scholarship, especially because he's majoring in art and history. With the Citadel being a goldmine for history and art, Prompto just couldn't wait to leap at the chance of furthering his research into Lucian art and history and the royal family.
"It's only blood … " Prompto said, biting his lower lip. "Plus, I didn't maintain a 4.0 GPA all throughout grade school for nothing. If there's a chance for me to attend the University of Lucis, then I should take it. What's the harm, anyway?"
As his phone vibrated, Prompto unlocked it and opened his new email. It was from someone named Ignis Scientia, the director of said scholarship he had just applied for. He giggled and quickly started reading his email, then.
"Oh my gosh! He wants to meet with me!" Prompto squealed, hugging his phone in excitement. "I might just get this scholarship, then! I'm so excited. I cannot ruin this interview. Or, I'll never get another chance to see Insomnia, not until I'm like thirty, that is."
XOXO
When nightfall approached, Prompto was already dressed in his finest. He wore a white button down shirt, with black boots and jeans. He wanted to look professional and uniform, but he couldn't abandon fashion and individuality. He's young, after all. Twenty-years-old, in fact.
After arriving at the coffee shop, Prompto bit his lower lip and nervously walked inside. He held his hands behind his back and looked around the fine establishment. He was quickly spotted by a gentleman with green eyes. He smiled and walked towards him, then. He knew that the young man is Ignis Scientia, after all.
"You must be Prompto Argentum," Ignis said, his lips pulling into a small smile. "I was looking through your files. Your grades are incredible."
"Thank you!" Prompto grinned, sitting down in front of Ignis.
"I can guarantee that the University of Lucis will accept you," Ignis said, flipping through Prompto's application. "But, I must ask. Why do you want to attend Lucis' university, especially since you've got other options, like the University of Altissia or the University of Tenebrae?"
"Because, I'm majoring in Lucian history and art. It just fascinates me," Prompto admitted, his blue eyes sparkling with genuine enthusiasm. "Plus, I'm interested in … Nevermind, just forget I said that!"
"Why?" Ignis asked, lowering his papers and staring at Prompto. "What else are you interested in?"
"Well, I'm interested in the royal family. The older generations speaks so fondly of them. It sucks, you know!" Prompto pouted, his lower lip puckering out.
"What do you mean, Prompto?" Ignis questioned, curious about the blonde now.
"I mean, I wish I knew how King Regis and Prince Noctis was like," Prompto clarified, which made Ignis chuckle, with a small smirk, too. "I'm not a monarchy sympathizer, though! I'm just curious about them. My textbooks just lists facts, like they're noble and brave and courageous. It's all basic stuff."
"I'll agree to that," Ignis said, green eyes playfully twinkling. "But, what else would you like to know about the royal family?"
"I don't know. They're like mysteries," Prompto claimed, his blonde eyebrows knitting together in concentration. "I feel like if I research about them, I'll solve something big! Like, I'll uncover something about Lucis, which no one knows about."
"You're a determined young man," Ignis chuckled, pushing up his eyeglasses. "I'm certain any university would accept you. But, I'm going to entertain your idea. What do you think Lucis is hiding? Or, what do you think the royal family is hiding?"
"I'm not sure yet," Prompto groaned, crossing his arms.
"Well, I must admit. You're probably the right person to figure it out," Ignis laughed, standing up on his feet. "Come on, now! It's time for you to submit a blood sample."
"Alright," Prompto sighed, nervously rubbing his arm.
"You'll be fine," Ignis reassured, placing his hand against the blonde's back. "It's just a little blood sample."
XOXO
After arriving at the hospital, Prompto was seated atop the bed. He pulled his shirt sleeve up and waited for the nurse. He hates hospitals, just completely loathes them. He hates how they treat patients, especially how they poke and prod at patients, like they're lab rats.
When the nurse arrives, Prompto watches her rub down his arm with alcohol pads. He quickly tenses, especially because she picks up a needle next. He finds something strange, though. There's an empty small blood bag sitting on the lab counter. What could that be for?
"Relax, darling, I'm going to be gentle," the nurse says, smiling at him. "It's just going to be a small pinch."
In due time, Prompto feels the needle sinking into his arm. He winces and watches his blood being sucked right out of him. He couldn't bear to keep watching anymore, though. He squeezes shut his watery blue eyes, not liking how the needle feels in him. He feels Ignis grab his shoulder, then. He finds himself leaning into the comforting touch, just wanting the blood drawing to stop.
"It's okay, sweetheart. You'll be fine," the nurse says. "We just need a little more."
However, Prompto can't relax. He hates how the needle feels, especially in his poor veins. He opens his teary blue eyes, just in time to find the nurse using a new needle. He didn't feel her switching needles, though. How much blood do they need?
"You're okay, Prompto. You're doing fine," Ignis reassured. "This is the last one."
Once his blood been drawn to the sufficient amount, Prompto's arm was neatly bandaged. He slowly stood up, then. He was a bit dizzy, though.
"You did great!" the nurse says, handing him a lollipop.
"Thanks … " Prompto mumbled, taking the lollipop.
His nurse returns to the lab counter. She starts inserting the needles into the small blood bag. But, why? What kind of research are they doing?
"Come on, Prompto. I'm taking you home now," Ignis says. "You need to rest."
XOXO
Upon returning home, Prompto lays down in his bed. If he gets the scholarship, he knows his blood will be drawn continuously. He wonders if he can cope with it, though. He did a poor job just a few hours ago, after all.
"But, I need that scholarship," Prompto grumbles, staring down at his arm. "It's just blood … "
After changing into his pajamas, Prompto yawns and snuggles underneath the covers. He feels a little cold. That's because of the blood loss, though. They did take much out of him.
"I wonder what they're doing with it," Prompto murmured, hugging his chocobo plushie. "The life of college students. It's so damn hard."
With another yawn, Prompto turned to his side and stared out of the window. A laugh slips out of his mouth.
"At least, I didn't have to write an essay for the scholarship," Prompto jokes, closing his tired blue eyes. "I should sleep now."
XOXO
When nightfall approached again, Prompto received a call from Ignis. He darted towards his cell phone immediately and answered. He couldn't wait to hear from Ignis all day. He wanted to know if his blood was good enough for their research.
"I have wonderful news for you," Ignis said, which made Prompto's heart flutter. "My boss very much likes your blood. The scholarship is yours, Prompto."
"Oh my gosh! You're not joking, right?" Prompto exclaims, squealing into the phone when Ignis denied to teasing him. "You're serious, then?!"
"Of course, I'm serious. This is not something to be joked about," Ignis said, but still chuckling. "From now on, I promise you'll be in the Citadel's care."
"I'm so happy!" Prompto gushed, jumping up and down. "When can I move in?"
"Tomorrow," Ignis says. "You should start packing now. And, I'll be picking you up."
"Thank you so much!" Prompto squeals. "This means so much to me."
"Trust me, Prompto. This means a lot to us as well," Ignis admits.
"I'm glad, then. I never thought my blood would be so useful," Prompto laughs.
"It is greatly useful," Ignis says. "Goodbye now, Prompto."
"Bye, Ignis! See you tomorrow," Prompto says, before hanging up. "Now I should get packing!"
A/N: What do you think? Leave me your thoughts.