- Junjou Romantica fanfiction

Genre: Dark Fantasy, Shounen-Ai (Yaoi), Supernatural

DISCLAIMER: I don't own Junjou Romantica. Credits to Melissa Marr for Basic Idea (Wicked Lovely). Characters [from Wicked Lovely] may not appear, but well~ Who knows?


[ Basic Idea for this Fanfiction ]

A/N: I apologize, but this may be necessary for some people.

- In the invisible world all around us...

Faeries exist. "Fae", "Fey", "Fair Folk". No. Not those kind of sparkly, happy magic kind.

More of the darker side.

They are all around us.

Simple accidents like pricking your finger even though you clearly remember no sharp objects being around you? The cause would be a mischievous Faery. Many times the Fae have screwed around with humans, used glamour to appear human to them, trick them with tempting forbidden fruits, lead them to their own destruction. There are hideous faeries while there are also drop-dead gorgeous ones.

Be even more careful of the beautiful ones.

Each Faery simply has no mercy. There may be a slight, one out of a hundred, that may be kind. However, most are malicious.

Stay away from them at all costs.

But normal humans can't see them, can they? Some humans have the Sight born with them - the ability to be able to see Faeries and see through their glamour. But such humans are rare, and those that end up as a Fae's mate is even more rare...

However, a certain law prevents that.

Never fall in love with a human... or the consequences may be dire...


Fey are divided into three different courts;

The Summer Court, the Winter Court, and the Dark Court.

The Summer Court are often bemused with humans; they often play around with them the most but have never seriously considered them. They are more merciful than the fey of the Winter or Dark Court. Spring is brought around by them.

The Winter Court are a bunch of unfeeling fey. They kill without batting an eye, wreck havoc and find it satisfying, and they wield the coldest kind of magic possible. Most of their populace consists of deadly and gorgeous fey. They often have their hands deep in bloodshed. The Summer Court is their enemies. Winter is brought around by them.

The Dark Court consists of the most deceitful fey. They wield Dark magic easily and are often mischievous and manipulative. They are shunned by the other courts because of what they can naturally do; cause nightmares and misery. The darkest tales in the mortal realm are often about them, and they consistently weave nightmares of small children.


Prologue

The Unknown Fact, Hidden from Truth

"Never trust a stranger,

Much less a being of the Fair Folk [Faery],

Especially one of the Dark Court;

Truth is easily manipulated, yet difficult to bring to light.

Beware of what you say around here...

... The walls have ears."

Ten years ago...

Things were tense in the Dark Court.

Standing before the King and the Queen was a tall lady; she had impossibly black glossy hair, almond-shaped round moss-green eyes, full lips, high cheekbones, and fair porcelain skin. Even with the dark electricity crackling along her skin, one could not deny but let his eyes follow her; she cut an impressive figure among the dimly-lit court filled with old and probably perverted men.

She moved with a feral grace. Raven-black feathers, woven into her hair, swung about wildly as she spun and paced about, impatient. Her black pupils were slits and two sharp, black horns poked out from the tangle of feathers on the sides of her head.

"Well?" The King enquired, leaning forward. For a moment, his facial features was highlighted by the dim lighting, and one could see the regality in them; it wasn't difficult to tell he belonged on a gilded throne.

The woman turned around to face him, tense. "My Lord?"

"The boy, you idiot!" He snapped, anger registering on his face for a brief second before it slid back to its usual emotionless state. The woman

flinched and took a step back, lowering her head.

"I apologize, My Lord."

"Irial," The woman on the throne next to the King stirred and straightened, turning her head to gaze at him. "Do be polite, even if you are King." She turned to the woman standing before them. "Go on, Amerie."

"This... boy," She began distinctly slowly. The Queen nodded her head. "From the information I have gathered, he has been born in the country Japan eight years ago. He currently lives with his older brother and parents."

"Go on," Irial shifted impatiently in his seat.

"He has an ability that is unheard of in humans, Winter Fey or even fey from the Dark Court... Only a few rare fey of the Summer Court possesses this ability."

Shock registered on the Rulers' faces and the authorities seated below them. Soft whispers slithered its way amongst the crowd as speculation began.

"Is he one of their ilk?"

"Have you checked that this boy is human?"

"100% human. He has definitely no trace of fey blood in his veins or ancestry." Tension made Amerie's jaw clench. Her eyebrows furrowed as she regarded the floor with a glare, deep in thought.

"What do we do, Irial?"

The man relaxed back and raised his chin, now confident. "Kill off those around him. The best would to make it seem like an… accident."

The Queen tilted her head and tapped a sharp fingernail on her lower lip. "This boy's name?"

Amerie cleared her throat. "Misaki Takahashi."


That's the end for this chapter!

Misaki: So those bastards killed my parents!

Author: Cool down. I'm the one that made them do that.

Misaki: ... Are you sadistic?

Author: Maybe.

Usagi-san: My Misaki is so cute, even when he's angry.

Author: I agree with you on that...

Usagi-san: By the way, she's going to make me seem like a villain. Watch out, alright, I'm still very very loveable.

Author & Misaki: ... -cough.-

Nowaki: Anyway, please review! -bow-

Hiroki: You know you don't have to...

Author: Come on, just review. Hiroki's just being the demon he is. Right, Kamijou?