So... hello. Juncici prodded me into posting this. *glare* Beware, this story is weird. It's supposed to be. This started when we read Ovid's Metamorphoses in English class, and my teacher challenged us to write something in a similar style. By the way, if you read the translation by Ted Hughes, the 'style' is bats*** crazy. Anywho, on with the show.
[But first an rant interlude: AAAAAAARGGGHHH WHY DO MY LINE BREAKS KEEP GETTING EATEN UP?! *gives up after 5th try*]
Disclaimer: Gosho-sama owns everything, I own nothing. Please don't sue.
An Ekodan seamstress, Luna
once bore the son of Toichi, God of the Night.
The son became known as the mage Kaito.
He walked the Earth, unaware of his heritage,
true only to the magic that danced
from under his fingertips.
On the other side of the night,
the nymph Soyroypa gave birth to a mortal's
daughter. They named her Aoko
sent her to be trained as a Healer.
On Earth,
in Ekoda,
Aoko and Kaito met, and fell instantly
in love.
High
above the plains of Ekoda, the Goddess of
Illusion, Akako surveyed the land.
She prided herself in her ability to enchant
every man on Earth into loving her.
Yet
there was one man who stood out,
one man whom she lusted after
the most: Kuroba Kaito.
How unfortunate then, that Kaito already had
another.
But Akako was not discouraged.
She was a goddess, and powerful, and one day she arranged
for a banquet to be held in her honour,
ensured the presence of Kaito and Aoko.
The goddess appeared,
most scantily clad, her face embroidered
with the finest of pigments,
her hair an artwork. She gave off
the alluring scent of attraction;
held herself with mesmerizing confidence and walked
with a most provocative gait.
The entire duration of the night, her eyes
slid only towards Kaito, waiting.
The remaining eyes in the room
followed her, whether glassed over with desire
or burning with jealousy.
Yet Kaito remained blind
to the beauty presented before him.
He and Aoko skirted
around
the edges of the ball, not sparing
a glance
at the others.
Akako's ambition further fueled,
her desperate need to achieve her quest.
Presently she approached
the couple. Their gazes
flickered
towards the new presence
and their animated conversation lulled to a pause,
their lively hands
drifting slowly to their sides.
Akako searched for Kaito' gaze,
and her own
darkened in disappointment to see his
holding steady in her eyes.
She made a trite remark,
threw her head back, in the process arching
her chest forward, to better expose
her full breasts to him. Her lower body
caved in on itself, her waist
disappeared,
and she propped one leg forward, to better
accentuate their slenderness,
and her
other, more shapely assets.
The brief production over, her eyes
returned to Kaito, who had turned his attention
elsewhere
and was giving Aoko a knowing smile.
Red flashed before Akako's eyes.
Although not a pacifist, she was
seldom a hurtful deity.
Yet in some circumstances…
In her blood boiled
not only desire for the man before her,
but desire to hurt
the woman, to the very
core.
She reached out
towards Kaito, her skillful fingers
trailing
seductively across his jaw bone.
When she received no reaction,
she took hold of his entire jaw, drawing him
towards her
into a deep kiss. A gasp
reached her ears, but it was one
of surprise, coming from Aoko.
No pleasure escaped Kaito' lips.
Impatience
burned
through Akako's veins,
and she resorted to more drastic measures.
Looking deeply into Kaito' eyes she cast
a spell upon him, to bind his heart to hers by force.
She grew increasingly vexed
when the mage's face broke
into a smug expression, and she realised
he had deflected her spell.
Enraged, Akako pulled Kaito to her again
by the roots of the hair,
and curled
a leg
around his waist.
By encircling the representation of his power
with herself, she diminished its force.
Taking quick advantage
of the situation the goddess reached
over his shoulder and fired a curse at Aoko.
A wail tore
through the night air of the gardens
and Aoko found herself
transformed into a small gem.
Henceforth she was known as
The Pandora,
encased within another greater jewel,
more difficult to locate, for if Kaito
were to find her again
his kiss
would release her from her prison, reunite them.
The curse hit Kaito also, intended
to erase his memories of Aoko
completely.
Aoko however, using her powers as a semi-deity and
Healer lessened the force of
he curse. She made it so
that Kaito did not forget her immediately,
and lost
a fragment of
his memory
of her only
every time he found
an illusory gem. To make herself easier to find,
she gave herself a characteristic trait:
she glowed a deep blue when immersed in water.
Kaito wasted no time in beginning
his search for The Pandora. His efforts began in Ekoda,
in every nook and cranny,
the undistinguished and the famed glitters alike.
Yet
with each gem he found,
a shred of his memory departed.
For unbeknownst to him, Akako had
ingeniously hidden the Pandora.
Never
would Kaito suspect,
think of searching for the Pandora on Akako's
own body. Yet there she was, nestled
within a gaudy ornament, which hung ceaselessly around
the goddess' neck, concealed
beneath the fine fabric of her tunics.
The hourglass tipped
and swayed
in favour of Akako, and soon,
Kaito' memory
of Aoko had dissipated entirely. One day
he found himself
picking up stones in the goddess' garden, yet
could not fathom why.
They sparkled playfully in the light reflected from
the crystal clear streams,
winking at him, none betraying acquaintance.
Akako grasped her opportunity by the hand.
Slipping out from behind the olive grove,
she approached Kaito.
A man,
no longer claimed by love,
a woman
with an intoxicating aura.
He felt the pull, he saw the beauty, and he heard…
near intangible, ungraspable, a faint familiar whisper
trail through the air towards him,
a melancholy tune
Instantly replaced
by the vibrant strumming of his own heart strings.
He fell, intoxicated
into her eyes, an empty soul plunging deep
into the amaranthine void of passion.
Forevermore,
locked in a goddess' arms, held tight to her beating chest,
tight,
so tight
So close
The scent of oblivion intoxicating.
On the eve
before the divine union
of Kaito and Akako,
the lovers wandered
beneath a scattering of stars,
toes breathing
between the grass blades of her Elysian gardens.
They paused
at the opening of the stream
into a large pond, and Kaito shrugged out of
his garments,
the curve
of his lean figure
disappearing gracefully beneath the surface.
Cooling crystals rained
upon her
as he broke from beneath the water, a humpback whale
in all its majestic grace.
Within seconds
the goddess found herself drenched,
her tunic dripping and clinging
shamelessly to lithe curves.
Hot, moist lips captured her own; strong,
slick arms
encircled her shoulders, and the pair
tumbled into the water.
The nymphs bashfully
turned their gazes away, slid further downstream.
Behind them
a steam of passions
bubbled through the water,
deeps sigh
and shallow exhalations
interwove
as Kaito drove
blindly
into the writhing divinity beneath him.
A shrill wail
reverberated through the air,
yet neither reacted, each
took it as the other's expression
of ecstasy.
Lost
within the euphoric sensations
Akako did not notice the fiery lips
trailing down her neck,
diving
beneath the water, towards her cleavage.
The damp hairs danced across her electrified skin.
Kaito, through the lustful haze
before his eyes, spotted
a third breast upon his lover's body, radiating
a vibrant blue.
His head dipped forwards
and lips
tentatively placed a kiss
upon the glow, to find,
not warmth and supple skin,
but smooth cold.
And suddenly
both
found themselves thrown apart,
as the jewel
nestled within Akako's necklace
shattered
into pieces,
releasing the long forgotten Aoko.
Kaito drowned,
a wall of memories
flooding
upon him,
cleansing
through his body,
until he looked down
at his bare self
and the nude deity before him,
terror
splashed across his face.
He turned to Aoko, guilt in his eyes-
Akako roared, her fury
spilling from her like lava. She made
to strike
the couple,
smite them dead,
but Aoko caught her lover by the wrist,
brought him to her in a tight embrace
and spun
them through
a whirlpool,
the water deflecting part of Akako's spell.
A geyser
shot out
from the depths,
sending the spiraling pair high into the sky, where
they were left to hang.
Kaito faced the Earth below, for Akako
to watch always,
Aoko behind him, gazing outwards
at the stars,
never to be seen by the envious goddess.
Locked together
in a tight embrace,
forevermore,
the two orbit the Earth,
the light and
the dark
sides of the moon.
A/N: Er... TADA! Hope you enjoyed that. I shall now return to inactivity, for my muse is extremely lazy and sleeps all day and night. Occasionally she mutters something along the lines of, "...magic show.. fiiire... chemist on LHC... colourful flames, yum." _ What to make of it. I think I prefer drawing to writing.
Review, pwease? *slinks away to hunt for other ficcies. s2lou is prime target*