Sleeping Panny - Green Eyes
by: Kiora
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[Author's Notes: Yay! I'm back with another one. If you can't tell by the title, this is based *lightly* off of Sleeping Beauty. So it's kinda like Sleeping Beauty.. except, well.. it's not. It's twisted to fit my evil needs.. bwahahahah.. ick. Yes, I realize the title is kinda stupid, but bear with me! This *will* be a T/P, eventually, if it goes anything like I've planned, that is. Please review it! That would make me very happy.. very very happy.. and you always want the author to be happy so she doesn't go psycho and kill someone! Well, maybe not. And as always, thank you to everyone who's reviewed anything of mine.. you are very much appreciated. Last note.. the "Meryn" character's name is *not* supposed to sound like Marron's.. that just.. happened. Anyway, on to the first chapter: Green Eyes!]
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The legends say that a beautiful princess sleeps in the tower of the Old Stone Castle, having suffered an old witch's curse. They say she has been there as long as mankind has existed, awaiting her true love's kiss. They say that to this day, she waits there, dreaming of the day she would finally be free of her plague.
It was a tale his mother loved to tell him when he was still a child, and he had heard it a million times, yet it still fascinated him. And sometimes, the princess came to him-in his dreams. She wasn't anything like the pictures in books depicted.. no long tresses of gold, or lips redder than the rose, yet she was beautiful just the same. She didn't sing to the flowers and the birds, she didn't dance when she was happy, nor did she wear a gown spun of gold threads. She was strong and swift, always fighting an invisible foe. Maybe it was the spell she was fighting, but even in his dreams, she was forever struggling, forever fighting a losing battle.
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Muttering under his breath, Trunks bursted out of the stuffy court and into the cool night air. Flawlessly, he weaved through the roses and the tulips toward the darkest area of the garden, where he was sure to find silence. Without a sound, he leaned against the tall willow tree that blocked away the eerie moonlight and closed his eyes, losing himself to the thoughts. His parents.. well, his mother, had nagged him about getting married for years now, and finally.. finally, it was happening. He could already see the glow in his mother's eyes and the beaming grin on her face, and he knew without a doubt that she'd be thrilled.. but why didn't he feel the same?
"Whatcha doing out here all alone?" A silky voice whispered from behind him, and slender arms wrapped themselves around his waist.
"Just thinking." Trunks replied, not bothering to turn around. After a while, he felt her body shivering against his, "It's pretty cold, maybe you should get back inside." Slipping his jacket over her, he murmured, "I'll meet you later."
"But it's so lonely in there," Meryn pouted, "come with me." Gently, she tugged on his arm and took one step back, "Please?" When she realized that he didn't plan to move, she slipped into his arms and smiled up at him. Sweetly, she stood on her toes and kissed him lightly, "Nightie night, darling." She flashed him another smile and twirled a strand of brown hair around her little finger. Her green eyes shone with a mysterious light and she whirled around, heading toward the palace.
Gazing at her fleeting figure, he whispered, "Night, Mer."
-- g r e e n e y e s
"Wake.. UP!" A screeching bellow pierced his mind and it almost hurt as he was dragged away from his dreamless slumber. "Prince, you're already an hour late for that council meeting and Lady Meryn is waiting for you at the tailor's." Grunting a response, Trunks rolled over in bed and sank back into his satin sheets, "Come back later, Tingle." In a whiny voice, the advisor growled, "I am sooo telling the Queen about this!"
A single sapphire eye popped open when Tingle left, and begrudgingly, Trunks slipped out of bed and dressed himself. Taking his time, he strolled through the royal halls half an hour later, trying to think of an excuse for his mother and Meryn. Putting on his best innocent face, he silently stepped into the meeting room and stealthily took his seat while a sad-eyed farmer told his tragic tale. It took all of his concentration not to fall asleep, and as soon as the farmer left, he saw his mother approaching from the corner of his eye.
Anger was written all over her features, and he could see the fire in his eyes. The ecstasy that had sprung across her eyes when he first made his announcement was hidden away in some secret crevice of her deep blue eyes. Looking him straight in the eye, she hissed, "Just where were you this morning, young man? How many times have I told you to--" Trunks smiled his best innocent smile and interrupted her quickly, "I have to go meet Meryn now, later mom." Her eyes softened when he mentioned Meryn, and the thought that her son was finally getting married distracted her for only a moment. But a moment was all Trunks needed to slip away.
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"Maybe we shouldn't be doing this.." A man's husky voice broke the silence and he weaved his arm around the woman next to him. "What if we get caught?"
"It doesn't matter, we still have at least an hour." A sultry voice replied to the first, and the petite brunette leaned against the man. Pushing herself into his arms, she closed the gap between them.
Out of breath, the man was still unsure, "How do you know?" Holding her tightly in his arms, he stroked her silky hair and gazed into her cool, verdant eyes worriedly.
"I told Tingle to wake him up late.. and Bulma won't let him get away that easily." Laughing spitefully, she whispered softly, "I've got it covered, you worrywart. Now just shut up and kiss me."
by: Kiora
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[Author's Notes: Yay! I'm back with another one. If you can't tell by the title, this is based *lightly* off of Sleeping Beauty. So it's kinda like Sleeping Beauty.. except, well.. it's not. It's twisted to fit my evil needs.. bwahahahah.. ick. Yes, I realize the title is kinda stupid, but bear with me! This *will* be a T/P, eventually, if it goes anything like I've planned, that is. Please review it! That would make me very happy.. very very happy.. and you always want the author to be happy so she doesn't go psycho and kill someone! Well, maybe not. And as always, thank you to everyone who's reviewed anything of mine.. you are very much appreciated. Last note.. the "Meryn" character's name is *not* supposed to sound like Marron's.. that just.. happened. Anyway, on to the first chapter: Green Eyes!]
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The legends say that a beautiful princess sleeps in the tower of the Old Stone Castle, having suffered an old witch's curse. They say she has been there as long as mankind has existed, awaiting her true love's kiss. They say that to this day, she waits there, dreaming of the day she would finally be free of her plague.
It was a tale his mother loved to tell him when he was still a child, and he had heard it a million times, yet it still fascinated him. And sometimes, the princess came to him-in his dreams. She wasn't anything like the pictures in books depicted.. no long tresses of gold, or lips redder than the rose, yet she was beautiful just the same. She didn't sing to the flowers and the birds, she didn't dance when she was happy, nor did she wear a gown spun of gold threads. She was strong and swift, always fighting an invisible foe. Maybe it was the spell she was fighting, but even in his dreams, she was forever struggling, forever fighting a losing battle.
-- g r e e n e y e s
Muttering under his breath, Trunks bursted out of the stuffy court and into the cool night air. Flawlessly, he weaved through the roses and the tulips toward the darkest area of the garden, where he was sure to find silence. Without a sound, he leaned against the tall willow tree that blocked away the eerie moonlight and closed his eyes, losing himself to the thoughts. His parents.. well, his mother, had nagged him about getting married for years now, and finally.. finally, it was happening. He could already see the glow in his mother's eyes and the beaming grin on her face, and he knew without a doubt that she'd be thrilled.. but why didn't he feel the same?
"Whatcha doing out here all alone?" A silky voice whispered from behind him, and slender arms wrapped themselves around his waist.
"Just thinking." Trunks replied, not bothering to turn around. After a while, he felt her body shivering against his, "It's pretty cold, maybe you should get back inside." Slipping his jacket over her, he murmured, "I'll meet you later."
"But it's so lonely in there," Meryn pouted, "come with me." Gently, she tugged on his arm and took one step back, "Please?" When she realized that he didn't plan to move, she slipped into his arms and smiled up at him. Sweetly, she stood on her toes and kissed him lightly, "Nightie night, darling." She flashed him another smile and twirled a strand of brown hair around her little finger. Her green eyes shone with a mysterious light and she whirled around, heading toward the palace.
Gazing at her fleeting figure, he whispered, "Night, Mer."
-- g r e e n e y e s
"Wake.. UP!" A screeching bellow pierced his mind and it almost hurt as he was dragged away from his dreamless slumber. "Prince, you're already an hour late for that council meeting and Lady Meryn is waiting for you at the tailor's." Grunting a response, Trunks rolled over in bed and sank back into his satin sheets, "Come back later, Tingle." In a whiny voice, the advisor growled, "I am sooo telling the Queen about this!"
A single sapphire eye popped open when Tingle left, and begrudgingly, Trunks slipped out of bed and dressed himself. Taking his time, he strolled through the royal halls half an hour later, trying to think of an excuse for his mother and Meryn. Putting on his best innocent face, he silently stepped into the meeting room and stealthily took his seat while a sad-eyed farmer told his tragic tale. It took all of his concentration not to fall asleep, and as soon as the farmer left, he saw his mother approaching from the corner of his eye.
Anger was written all over her features, and he could see the fire in his eyes. The ecstasy that had sprung across her eyes when he first made his announcement was hidden away in some secret crevice of her deep blue eyes. Looking him straight in the eye, she hissed, "Just where were you this morning, young man? How many times have I told you to--" Trunks smiled his best innocent smile and interrupted her quickly, "I have to go meet Meryn now, later mom." Her eyes softened when he mentioned Meryn, and the thought that her son was finally getting married distracted her for only a moment. But a moment was all Trunks needed to slip away.
-- g r e e n e y e s
"Maybe we shouldn't be doing this.." A man's husky voice broke the silence and he weaved his arm around the woman next to him. "What if we get caught?"
"It doesn't matter, we still have at least an hour." A sultry voice replied to the first, and the petite brunette leaned against the man. Pushing herself into his arms, she closed the gap between them.
Out of breath, the man was still unsure, "How do you know?" Holding her tightly in his arms, he stroked her silky hair and gazed into her cool, verdant eyes worriedly.
"I told Tingle to wake him up late.. and Bulma won't let him get away that easily." Laughing spitefully, she whispered softly, "I've got it covered, you worrywart. Now just shut up and kiss me."