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Author Note: Hello guys! It's me again! Sorry it takes me so long with these stories! I hope some of you are still sticking around so that you can read them!

On that note, I wanted to finally unveil the mature fic I promised way back when! Hope you guys enjoy it even if it's super late! Let me know in a review! Oh and if you're wondering what's going on with the spin-off, more on that at the bottom!

Princess Couple:

By: Raza Stanza

Prologue: A Vampire's Invitation:

"Let's have sex Hiro." Reiri said as she took a sip of her tomato juice.

"Ehh?!" The dining hall exploded as everyone snapped toward her.

"WHAT THE HELL?" Riza choked, a consequence of speaking first, that and eating too much rice.

Hime herself seemed caught off guard though she didn't say a word. She just looked up before she looked back down, sipping her tea along the way, but my god what a look she gave! Her eyes wide open, her mouth agape, her cheeks colorless, riddled with the kind of fear she only ever showed in battle… and even then, how rare that was…

Hiro on the other hand seemed to have completely imploded. His eyes darted around to all the girls sitting at the table. He took special effort, and increased care, to twist around in his seat looking at all the doors leading into the room—hoping, praying, begging with all his might that his sister was not about to enter through any one of them.

"My, my… what a loud bitch," Reiri started again. "It's as I asked… surely you heard me… I know Hiro did!" She chimed winking in the poor boy's blushing direction.

"Don't fuck with me…" Riza snarled as she finally managed to swallow her food. She stood straight up and slammed her hands on the table. Reiri just looked over apathetically which only pissed the half-breed off even more. "What the hell are you saying all of a sudden? I mean Jesus Christ Reiri! Hiro is Hime's blood warrior!"

"Yeah so? Hiro is Hime-sama's blood warrior…. your point?"

"My point is—!"

"Hime-sama?"

"DAMN IT! DON'T IGNORE ME!"

"What is it Reiri?"

"May I have permission to… fufu… borrow Hiro?"

"…"

"Reiri! What kind of ridiculous request are you making?"

"Geazz… hard of hearing today are we? Looks like we'll have to take you to the vet soon…"

"Shut the hell up you bloodsucking freak! What are you playing at? Why do you always have to pick on Hiro?"

"Pick on him?"

"Yes pick on him! Forcing yourself on him! Hiro's not interested so keep your damn fangs to yourself!"

"Oh you think so?" Reiri smirked as her eyes narrowed. "Why don't we ask the man himself? Hiro." She called with oh so seductive voice. It froze the young man solid. "You don't mind do you?"

"I-I-I-I-I-I-I-I"

"See? Mutual."

"DON'T GIVE ME THAT!" Riza screamed transforming her hands into her werewolf claws. "HIRO CLEARLY—!"

"Hime-sama… you must realize this," Reiri smiled as she once again ignored the half-breed who practically boiled over. She turned toward the silent princess who stared at her with a piercing gaze. "Hiro is a 14 year old boy. He's about to finish middle school and then he's going to start high school. He's not too young at all to start learning about these kinds of things… especially since he is a blood warrior…" At this, a very serious tension suddenly crept across the room. "Always putting himself on the line to protect you," Reiri continued very carefully as Hime kept on listening. "When will he have time to meet his destined one?

It is my understanding that most blood warriors are warriors who fell in battle. Their loved ones have either accepted their deaths or they too are dead. Resurrecting these kinds of warriors is considered an honor. They were able to live their lives and now they can continue pursuing glory even after death.

That's not the same with Hiro. He barely got to live his life. It'd be troublesome for him to hesitate when you need him most especially over something as silly as hormones. We're nearing the final stages of this War and as it stands, Hiro has come a long way. There are only a few things holding him back. I believe this is one of them so I'm offering myself to be of… fufu… assistance."

"REIRI!" Riza roared just about fed up with the entire conversation. "Don't you think you're going a little too far? Saying whatever you like!" She barked ready to cleave the vampire's head in two. Reiri didn't seem to mind though. She just kept calm and cool.

"Hmpf." She frowned with a small fang peeking between her lips. "This is something I think both Hime-sama and Hiro need to hear. Of course… if I'm overstepping any boundaries Hime-sama, you need only say the word and I will stop and apologize profusely. Whatever the punishment you decree, I will then accept… so shall I continue? Or was this too much?" The vampire asked as she got up from her seat and bowed. She lifted the edges of her skirt and tipped her head in such a graceful and elegant manner, it was like she could do no wrong. What a damn devil…

"…Continue…" Hime said surprising both Riza and Hiro as their heads spun toward her.

"Right then… what I'm saying is that Hiro needs to have a life (you know, have sex). He should be entitled to one and it isn't fair to have him wait until after the war. Any moment now we can be attacked and, if worse comes to worse, and you die, he loses his chance at a future. Even if he accepts Princess Sherwood's blood, with all due respect to your sister, it's very unlikely she'll be able to win without your support… even if Riza and I lend her our strength. And also, Hiro is human. Their customs, their values, their way of life… it's a lot different than most monsters. They value courtship and time spent together, and this is usually when they come of age…"

"And you think you're a match for him?" Riza practically spat.

"Why yes I do! Unless you think you're good enough for Hiro…"

"D-don't be absurd!"

"You're right… Hiro deserves much better than a dog. (It's practically bestiality!)"

"REIRI I'M WARNING YOU! I—"

"So yes I'm the perfect choice!"

"GODDAMN IT STOP IGNORING ME!"

"Hiro gets to release some of his tension. I too am here protecting Hime-sama so his interests won't be divided as if say, he started developing interest in a girl outside of this house—outside of this crazy world we've so… kindly roped him into…"

"So it's just politics then… just convenience?" Hime finally cut in with a smile as she kept staring at Reiri.

"Not at all," the crafty vampire responded, "I also think he's cute and I like him!" She laughed at which point Hiro just about lost it as blood exploded from his nose. Even Riza couldn't handle that last bit as all the color in her face disappeared and she fell flat on her back.

"Gah!" Hiro coughed as both his hands raced toward his face. He certainly wasn't expecting such a shameless confession! Least ways from Reiri—though maybe that was his first mistake. More importantly, however, the young man noticed something very strange.

Reiri didn't talk all cutesy or in her usual sing-song voice. He could swear she was still teasing him in some awful way, but there was a soft sort of appreciation then when she spoke; a weird sort of sincerity as she sounded (at least to some degree) oddly honest. Even her laughing seemed kind of small, shy, like it was terribly to the point, no nonsense here.

"Fufu… though his blood is a far cry from the sweetness of a maiden!" Hiro heard her say and the innocent image he was building up shattered right then and there. "The taste of a virgin boy is sweet regardless! And also," she hummed as she suddenly drew… dangerously close. "I imagine his blood will taste even sweeter to the one who… well… you know," she said showing Hiro no mercy as she brought her face right up to his own, their noses touching. "Pops his cherry." She blew a warm puff of air in his face and Hiro's heart just couldn't take it anymore as he literally melted to the ground puddling up next to Riza.

"I-I-I don't have any c-cherries," was all he could say as his eyes spun in their sockets.

"HIROOOO!" Sawawa's voice suddenly called off in the distance. It sounded like she was in the mansion's lobby. "I need your help! Where are you?" Her voice rang and Hiro, despite himself, teleported to his feet.

"C-COMING NEE-SAN!" The poor boy all but squealed as he ran for the door leaving behind a trail of sweat or perhaps even urine. He didn't stop nor did he look back, not even at Hime as he disappeared down the hall running like a dog with his tail between his legs. (Well there certainly was something going on between his legs! Reiri stop.)

"Fufu…" The vampire chuckled as she shook her head.

"Great." Riza scuffed as she got off the floor. "You practically gave Hiro a heart attack (actually I'm one hundred percent sure you did)!"

"I guess it can't be helped." Reiri shrugged making for the door herself. "But you know Hime-sama," she said and her voice got very serious again. "I wasn't joking before. Hiro is getting to be about that age when these kinds of thoughts will come to him. It isn't a bad thing; I can't stress that enough. It's very natural. The problem; however, is when he starts feeling this attraction and realizes he can't act on it. That's when he'll realize the truth that he can never be a normal human ever again. He can never just go to school or just fall in love. He can never be with anyone other than us. How can he?

He needs your blood every three to four days so he can't stray far from you. Other humans? They'd never be able to understand the situation that he's in." The solemn vampire frowned as she stood in the open frame of the door. Both Riza and Hime remained quiet allowing her to continue. "Sooner or later, he'll realize this truth and when he does, he'll sink into a depression… that's not good for anyone." She said shaking her head as she took a step into the hallway. "And also," she stopped herself and turned back. "No one deserves that… especially not Hiro… please think about what I said." She finished as she finally left leaving behind both Riza and Hime with their gazes tailing after her.

"Fucking Reiri!" Riza exhaled as she bit her bottom lip. "Saying whatever the hell she pleases all the damn time! We should just throw that freeloading fucker out if she keeps giving us this much trouble!"

"Yeah." Hime agreed not really paying any attention. She reached for her tea but did not sip it as stared off distantly with thoughts of great weight evidently on her mind. "Hiro huh?" Was all she managed to whisper to herself as Riza kept complaining and Flandre entered the room with a curious "fuga" wondering what the hell was going on.

Reiri walked down the basement hallway toward her room. "Hmm," she heaved a heavy sigh. Maybe I overdid it? She thought flashing back a few moments. Certainly Hime-sama understood… (The dog predictably did not) but Hiro… She winced as her eyes narrowed. Well Hiro reacted exactly how I thought he would… a most unfortunate thing… She despaired though she quickly shrugged off those feelings of self-pity.

No. She reassured. This is for the best. She nodded. Yes. It had to be done… this is in everyone's best interest… Hiro's included…

"AH!" She suddenly heard a light grunt come from in front of her. The laundry room? She thought as she remembered passing Sawawa in the lobby. She walked a little closer to investigate and that's when she saw exactly who she expected as Hiro emerged a few doors down carrying a big pile of clothing in a bin.

Speak of the devil! She smirked out of instinct about to greet him in her usual mischievous way. Unfortunately for her, he saw her first, and, without even hesitating, the young blood warrior quite literally turned the other way. She didn't like that. Not one bit.

"Hiro wait." She called him back trying to be as nonchalant as possible. Hiro wasn't having any of it as he pretended not to hear her. He picked up speed as he jogged away. Reiri kept right on him. "Hiro please wait!" She said this time loud enough that he had to have heard her.

"R-reiri!" The poor boy stammered still keeping up his pace. "I-I've got to help my sister! She's doing all the laundry today and also trying to cook! I-I-I can't stop to talk right now!"

"Oh well if that's the case then Hiro, why don't I help too? I can carry that for you!" The vampire said breaking out into a jog now. She almost tripped on her own feet once she realized she'd just offered to help, or more specifically she'd just offered to do chores. Hiro himself almost crashed into a wall when he heard her say what she just said, again like there was a weird sort of honesty in her words; a sincerity that shun through in the absence of her carefree and teasing tone.

No! He thought biting his tongue. No no no! She's planning something! I've got to get away! I can't face her right now!

"A-ah! Thanks but I've got it!" The young boy laughed sheepishly as he turned his head to give her a glance. He never even made eye contact as Reiri tackled his ass, and while Hiro would usually start flipping out right about then screaming like the bashful well-mannered teen that he was; the minute Reiri's hand came in contact with his own, all notion of resistance left his body. It had to. Reiri's touch pacified him in a way he couldn't quite describe—like there was a subtle desperation in her grip, a longing that tugged at his heart strings.

"Hiro…" he heard her squeak and it sent goosebumps up the backside of his spine. "Are you…" she whispered just loud enough for him to hear. "Mad at me?"

"R-Reiri?" Hiro all but gasped trying to process the question.

"I'm sorry!" She apologized. Without giving Hiro a second to reply, without even letting him say another word, "I'm sorry," she said again. "Those questions and what I said before… Hiro… I'm so sorry." She trembled and her voice got even lower then, this time reduced to nothing more than a whimper. It would have caused Hiro to melt again if he wasn't so taken aback by her apology.

"…I-It's okay…" The young man managed to stutter out barely keeping it together. He turned his head to look straight forward doing his best not to imagine the face Reiri must have been making. He'd caught glimpses of it already and it was heartbreaking. It'd be the end of him if he saw it full glance.

"Is it really?" Reiri questioned in a surprisingly loud voice. There was a faint sense of relief as she exhaled sharply. "I asked some pretty questions back there Hiro, and though I was being stupid and funny with it… I was also being serious…"

"Ah…" the poor boy twitched.

"I only said those things because I'm concerned about you… about Hime-sama. I only did it because I want what's best for all of us… and also… I mean also… well… this is a little embarrassing to admit, but I'm used dealing with maidens Hiro… I'm not very good with boys… (Well besides just hypothesizing them anyway.) Maybe I came on too strong or offended you in some way… for that Hiro… I am truly sorry…" Reiri finished almost sounding like she was on the verge of tears.

"It's okay…" Hiro repeated about ready to cry himself if she apologized one more time.

"Great!" The vampire suddenly chimed beaming over the young man's shoulder. "Then how about you come by my room later," she cooed and Hiro had this look of sheer horror on his face. "With all my teasing you today," She reached for his head and whispered in his ear. "I have something that can Make. It. Up. To. You!"

"Riiiiight…" Hiro muttered with the straightest face he could muster. "I've got to go." He all but bolted out of Reiri's grip leaving the vampire staring wide-eyed after him.

The stairs the stairs the stairs the stairs the stairs! Hiro kept chanting to himself as he saw the steps leading up to the mansion's lobby just ahead. Yes! He thought as he sprinted full speed toward them.

"Hiro wait! Slow down, you'll drop the—!" Reiri tried to finish her sentence but she didn't have to as Hiro tripped on the very first landing.

He quickly recovered though, falling on his hands, a reflex quite impressive but expected given his time now as a blood warrior. The clothes were not so lucky and in another second, there lay a sea of Hime's black dresses, Flandre's maid outfits, and a few of Sawawa's too, all sprawled out over the basement floor. "Clothing…" Reiri concluded and Hiro's head just sank between his shoulders.

"Huh…" Reiri sighed before she shook her head. "Are you alright?" She asked as she knelt down reaching for some clothing.

"Yeah…" Hiro responded half-heartedly, like a puppy whining after being scolded. It was too much for Reiri to pass up…

"Hmm," she smiled impishly. "Don't you know you aren't supposed to drop clean laundry Hiro? Least ways Hime-sama and Flandre-chan's!" The vampire bullied savoring every second of it.

"B-but!"

"No 'b-buts' Hiro! Hime-sama would not be impressed," She teased wagging her finger. "I know you're a guy so I guess you wouldn't get it but women are very peculiar about this sort of thing. It's one of those unspoken rules! You know like… ummm…" Damn, what's a good guy example? She thought. "Like not dropping the soap or something!" She blurted out.

OH that's a good one! She praised herself internally. He's probably on the ground after that! She giggled as she flipped her hair and gave him a glance. She couldn't have been more wrong as she turned her head and found Hiro glaring at her.

Huh? She cringed smiling sheepishly. What? What just happened? She mumbled to herself as Hiro heaved a heavy sigh.

"Very funny Reiri…" He said barely above a whisper and Reiri's heart sank.

Oh no… did I overdo it? The vampire wondered finally feeling guilty for pushing his buttons all day. "Sorry Hiro." She apologized with speed.

"It's fine…" the young man said shaking his head. He slapped the sides of his face a few times. "It's fine." He said again as he bent over to start picking up the clothing himself. "I just didn't know you knew is all…"

"Knew?" Reiri repeated raising an eyebrow. "Knew what?"

"Hmm? Oh come on now Reiri…" The young man groaned starting to sound a little frustrated. Poor Reiri had no idea what was going on!

"About the prison?" He finally said. "You know? Back when Hime was on trial because of Prince Severin? I thought that's what you were referring to by bringing up that joke…" he finished and Reiri just stared at him. "Dropping the soap?" He exhaled sharply and the vampire just about swallowed her own tongue.

"Waaaaait," She chuckled. "Wait wait wait. Hiro you're joking right? You're joking?" She asked or maybe she begged. Hiro didn't say a word. He just gave another sigh before he went back to picking up the clothes. "Oh my god Hiro!" She gasped as her eyes widened. "I'm so so sorry! I didn't mean—ah! I had no idea!" The vampire cried kicking herself on the inside as her hands raced toward her mouth. "I'm so sorry…" She mumbled as she tried to turn Hiro around to caress his cheek not knowing what else to do or what else to say.

"It's okay." The young man heaved as he moved out of her reach. "It's okay… I got lucky. Ladd was there."

"Ladd?"

"Uh-huh. You remember him at least right?"

"Umm…"

"He came over during that storm?"

"Oh! You mean that creepy moleman?"

"Yeah that's him. (Creepy?)"

"Ah! I see… so he ah what? He stood up for you then?"

"Ahhhh… Not exactly," Hiro said as he looked back over. "He dropped the soap first!" The young man grinned and Reiri's jaw just dropped. "He unfortunately got all of it… and I… well I ran away with my dignity intact!" Hiro finished as he stared at Reiri. Her face remained twisted up in awe which made him feel a little awkward (cause you know… this whole conversation wasn't weird already).

"I-I apologized to him afterwards of course, but he didn't seem mad. T-told me it happened at least once a week. And on the days he was lucky… someone else dropped it first!

It's the hands you see… him being a moleman and all. He's more suited for digging and scooping rather than gripping… and g-grabbing…" Hiro finished and with that a long deep silence grew between them.

"Ha. Ha. Haha! HAHAHA!" The young blood warrior suddenly heard as laughter filled the hall. Hiro looked up only to find his beautiful vampiric friend bursting at the seams as Reiri held her sides laughing her heart out. Tears were coming down her face and ten seconds later it was pretty clear she was having trouble breathing as her laughs got rather hoarse… inelegant even. She quickly placed one of her hands in front of her mouth again but it didn't help much. Rather, it made her look so terribly cute. Hiro's eyes widened at the thought as he himself couldn't help but laugh captivated by her in a way he'd never quite been before.

"OH that was dirty Hiro!" She gasped between her breathless laughter. "You finally got me back! I guess I underestimated you! Well played! The joke's on me now! I seriously thought you were mad and that something really awful happened to you (shame about Ladd though)!" She roared with laughter trying to straighten herself up, and failing miserably.

"B-but!" Hiro squeaked between his own chuckling. "I wasn't joking…" He said trying to sound serious. "I-it was pretty traumatizing for me!" He insisted and Reiri began to laugh even harder. Even Hiro had to give it up at that point as he joined her in her fit.

A few more seconds passed by like that before Reiri finally settled down. She giggled a bit as she took deep clumsy breaths and Hiro too gave a few last minute chuckles. Well that certainly wasn't what he expected to happen, though at least Reiri wasn't teasing him anymore!

What a great (unintentional) diversion! The young man thought as the vampire's gaze suddenly met his own and his eyes darted away.

"Ummm…" he hummed still weary of Reiri's presence yet also now a bit more relaxed. "I've got to get this load of clothing to Hime's room. They need to be sorted and folded before the next few batches. That'll be yours, mine, and Riza's." He said as he got off the stairs and grabbed the sides of the clothing bin. "And ah t-thanks… for helping me pick these up I mean! I owe you one!" The young man said not really thinking, far more concerned with getting the hell out of there and up the stairs.

"Wait!" Reiri begged calling him back. "What about my request?" She reminded and Hiro just gave a big gulp. "T-that'd be a great way to pay me back!" The crafty vampire added like an innocent angel.

"Ohhhhhhh…" Hiro sighed in defeat. She was the one playing dirty! How was he supposed to say no that? (In all good consciousness that is!)

"O-o-o-kay," he heard himself groan. "B-but I've got to finish helping my sister with the chores first!"

"GREAT!" Reiri chirped and the young man flinched. "Well then it's settled! I'll be waiting for you Hiro!" She said innocently enough though her tone on that last part was far from comforting. It was her usual playful tone…

"Oh boy…" Hiro sighed as Reiri disappeared down the hall, a few droplets of sweat already forming on his brow. "What have I gotten myself into?" He wondered worrying himself sick.

Perhaps he shouldn't have worried so much for if he were just the tiniest bit less distracted he may have noticed another, more present problem brewing as a very familiar silhouette spied on him from on top the stairs. A most familiar, short little silhouette that, as she left evidently hearing all she needed to hear, said only two things:

Both the same word.

Fuga.

Fuga.

Hiro, of course, did not hear either.

NEXT TIME: Things seem to be heating up already for our unlucky blood warrior as Hiro goes to meet Reiri… and Reiri decides to do more than talk! But what about Flandre? What will the little maid do now that she's gotten wind of what's going on? Will she tell Hime? And would the Princess even do anything with Hiro playing right into Reiri's hand? Brace yourselves folks! A different kind of war may yet be brewing underneath the roof of our favorite little mansion, next time on Princess Couple!

End Note: Alrighty! So I finally released this mature story which I've been planning since midway through the release of Princess Finale. I hope you guys enjoyed it! The chapter was supposed to be a lot longer, but I feel like long chapters are a bit tedious to read so I broke this up into a prologue. Sorry if not a lot of… steamy things happened as a result. I hope I at least got you guys excited for what's to come! I know what's coming and I can tell you the steaminess is well underway! ;)

Oh and if you're wondering about the spin-off… I'm officially rewriting the first chapter (and possibly tweaking the second) because, honestly, I feel like I could do better. That said I'm not sure when the rewrite(s) will be finished or the next chapter for that matter but I do plan on working equally on all my stories. That includes this one and a PR drabble collection I've also had planned for quite awhile. Hope you guys stay tuned for all of that and, as always, PM's and reviews are most welcomed!