Once upon a time… Prologue!
WARNING: There will be Yaoi. So much Yaoi. Not so much in this chapter but there will be more.
"It didn´t work."
"I can see that! This is entirely your fault!"
"My fault? It was your silly idea!"
"Excuse me? Maybe it did not work because you chose the wrong book!"
"That doesn´t even make sense. It doesn´t matter which book you use and this-"
"Children´s Fairytales? We wanted to get rid of our worst enemies, and-"
"We wanted to imprison them. In a book. Which one would you have chosen?"
"One of Kunzite-sama´s-"
"Kama sutra books?"
"NO!" screamed Zoisite, suddenly with bright red cheeks. "You know what I think? I think that you accidently traded your car for a Fairytale book while you were drunk last night!"
`God, how could Zoisite know? ´ thought Nephrite. ´Is that guy spying on me or something? ´ Aloud he said:"Shut up! If you keep on yelling like this, the whole Dark Kingdom will know which spell we just tried. I don´t want to know what Kunzite will do to both of us if he knew."
"O, you mean the spell that you botched?" Zoisite sneered angrily. "Whatever, I am out of here." With that the copper haired man stormed out of Nephrite´s almost funitureless mansion.
Nephrite wanted to yell something definitely evil after him, but he kept to himself for the sake of his hairstyle. The last time he said something insulting to Zoisite, the young man had sneaked into his bedroom and shaved of his long, auburn hair. He had been called BALDIE for three whole weeks by everyone until he finally managed to find a spell that would make his hair grow to his old length. He had to break into Queen Beryl´s castle to get it and he almost got caught by the adamant queen herself. Sighing, the general poured himself a glass of `lemonade`, also known as hard liquor.
Meanwhile, Zoisite sneaked into Kunzite-sama´s bureau to put the spell book he had brought to Nephrite back into its old place. Just as he finished, the Ice King entered the room.
"Zoi-chan? What are you doing in here?" he asked his beloved.
"Uhm, reading?" was the startled young man's answer.
"Reading?" Kunzite raised an eyebrow. He knew too well how much his Zoisite despised reading. "Of course. And what did you really do?
Zoisite let out a squeak. ´What in hell could I say? ` Without much thinking, he started speaking:"In truth, I have been searching for you all over the place and came back to your bureau because I thought you might be here now and then I remembered that you were sent to Europe by Queen Beryl and then I started wondering whether Beryl is able to walk in that purple dress because it´s like way too tight for her and then I thought that-"
Kunzite laid a finger on his lover's lips to shut him up. Then he pulled the emerald eyed man closer to him while letting his hand make its way down Zoisite´s body. He kissed him passionately. The gesture had the effect that was desired by the first king; the younger man was wax in his hands. Only five minutes later, both of them had managed to get into the bedroom, onto the bed and out of their clothes. The only thing that could be heard from outside was Zoisite screaming the other man´s name and begging for more.
It was midnight in the Dark Kingdom. Everyone was fast asleep. Nephrite snored with the head on the table surrounded by bottles. Jadeite always slept, this is how Eternal Sleep works. Beryl lay sprawled across her bed, mumbling something along the lines of "I´ll get you, stupid remote control! Feel my wrath!" Zoisite lay cuddled up into the arms of his Kunzite-sama, dreaming of their marriage. Kunzite, on the other hand, dreamed of a pregnant Zoisite who constantly wanted either strawberries or pancakes.
The fairytale book that Nephrite had thrown out of the window shortly after he had is first glass of ´alternative lemonade´ started glowing in a bright rainbow colors. It turned and opened at the first tale…
OMG this is my first story EVER! And I mean EVER! It also is the first text I wrote in English (the only exeption are essays for my english class...). I´ll try to update soon and I´ll try to improve what I call `writing skills`.
Please review! Thank you!
Love, Morgane
