This is definitely one of the few times I had a sudden inspiration to write... as I read a particularly beautiful E+T fan-fic....it was such a nice one that it prompted me to write this new fic! (By the way, the story's by starchick, entitled 'Beauty and the Beast')
So...I really hope that all you E+T fans will like this story that I'm going to write! Please R+R after you read it, and tell me whether it's alright! It's my first attempt, so if I do have any errors, please inform me of it... thanks!
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Some explanations: thoughts are in italics.
Some words that are in italics but have an author's note beside are not thoughts, but there is a different meaning them. The explanation will be found in the a/n.
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Charming, aren't you?
Chapter 1: The faint aura and Irritating Iyren~*~*~*~*~
Eriol felt a slight tug.
Then another. And then yet another one. He closed his eyes to concentrate on the source, the place where its pull was the strongest. Nearing... nearly... almost there...
A soft creak of the door was heard, and Eriol's absorption in his search went off. He quietly sighed and slowly opened his eyelids. An energetic Nakuru greeted his sight.
"Are you all right, Eriol-sama? What's wrong? OH! Don't tell me you're sick!" With this she clapped her hands in glee."SUPPI-CHAN! ERIOL-SAMA IS FINAL-"
"I'm fine Nakuru. Really." He assured his disappointed creature being, interrupting her shouts. He was fairly annoyed with the tugs that were pulling within him-they were new to him; he did not understand it himself. This must be some kind of strong magic, or something that is not at all related to magic; it could only be at the extremes as he could not put a finger to it. And this utterly flustered him- a big feet.
"Nakuru? Do you think you can give me a moment...alone? I need to do something, and it requires my absolute concentration. Would you kindly go downstairs to prepare dinner? I'll be with you and Spinel shortly." He closed his eyes right after he finished speaking.
"But, Eriol-sama..."
"No 'buts', Naruku. I'm sorry, but this isn't exactly the right moment. I really do have some important business to deal with, so would you please..?" He left it unsaid what he was going to do.
Nakuru knew when her master was serious- there wasn't many instances he was, but this was definitely counted as one. She left the room silently, taking a last glance at her master, then turning towards the kitchen.
Eriol had already sensed the focus of the tug- it was inside him, at the centre of his heart! And with it, he sensed a faint pastel violet aura with it. A weird occurrence was going to happen, he felt it. It was not an uneasy feeling, just plain confusion playing in his mind...
Through the darkness of his closed eyes, he could see (a/n: not literally see, but using the mage sense...er...in simple terms, magic) his own vibrant blue aura merging with this faint violent one. He felt his eyebrows go up; what was that suppose to mean?
He tried to determine the source of the faint aura- where it originated from, but it traced so far back that he gave up trying. So...it's not in England... However, unlike any other spells, this did not give Eriol any slightest hint of discomfort, and thus he concluded that it was harmless.
A sudden slam of the entrance door jerked Eriol out of his thoughts. This was followed by two distinct audible voices, both rising in pitch and loudness by the second. Eriol groaned aloud- it was inevitable...
"ERIOL-KUN IS DEFINITELY NOT BUSY! HE CAN MAKE-"
"FOR ALL THE LOVE, IYREN! WHAT PART OF 'GET OUT' DON'T YOU UNDERSTAND?"
"Quiet." Eriol stood at the top of the stair-case, one hand clutching the rail. Silence reigned, as the two of them were shocked speechless...for the moment.
"Eriol-sama! This horrible," Nakuru waved her both hands frantically at Iyren's direction" and persistent girl just came into our house, without so much as a knock..."
"Eriol-kun! This terrible Nakuru didn't allow me to..."
Eriol shut his eyes, trying his hardest to get rid of the endless bickering that invaded his ears. By this rate, I'll be deaf before I reach the age of twenty-two!
"I repeat- it is enough!" He raised his voice, letting those commanding words cut through the noise.
This time, there was a long stretch of silence, without so much as a whisper heard.
Nakuru swallowed visibly, knowing too well that her master was not in the best of moods at that point. She glanced up at Eriol's face to silently ask for permission to return to the kitchen.
Permission granted. With that, she hastily walked off, but not before shooting a dead glare at Iyren.
Meanwhile, Iyren was quite delighted to see Nakuru scamper towards the kitchen. She saw the exchange of looks between the two- a meek one from Nakuru while a commanding look from him, and was convinced that Eriol had taken her side.
She smiled.
"Iyren..." he paused to stare straight into her eyes."I'll be going to Japan tomorrow, for a holiday. My cousin and I need a break desperately." He gave her a disarming smile. I need to find a way to get rid of her; she clings the life out of me! Eriol started scheming. Ah-ha! A wife... that ought to make anyone cringe.
"That's great! I'll come, too!" She started to run up the stairs, but his next words stung her. Her smile faded with it.
"Iyren, there's also another important reason why I'm going to Tomenda. I miss my wife greatly, and I'm bringing her back here to stay."
Wife? WIFE?! There's supposed to be only me in his life! ~Iyren thought.
"WIFE?!" She shouted aloud.
"Yes, Iyren. Wife. Life companion; partner. We've been married for half a year, now." He stated calmly, ignoring her outburst. He forced the smile that threatened to appear on his face back to place.
"Then.... then why on earth do you both stay at the ends of the earth?" she yelled, trying desperately to find something that will prove him wrong. It can't be true....NO! I WON'T BELIEVE HIS LIES!
Eriol feigned a convincing sigh. He shook his head gently, and said," My wife is a caring nurse...sometimes too caring, I fear. At the last moment, right after our honeymoon, she had an urgent call from one of her patients. Appearingly, this woman was in direly need for a private nurse and...Well, the rest is history." Take up the bait...come on...
"Tell me then, why, only now, would you go and see her?"
"It seems that her patient has been recovering enormously during this last few weeks. Only yesterday, did she tell me that her patient has fully recovered." Eriol waited for her to walk away from him forever, rejected. He gave her an understanding smile.
Iyren couldn't believe it. After rendered speechless, Nakuru grabbed the opportunity to lead her firmly out of their house before she could say anything more.
After Nakuru closed shut the main door and was sure that Iyren was gone, she grinned cheerfully at Eriol.
"A wife!! Suppi-chan, we're going to have a lot of fun!! YEAH!!!"
Eriol sighed- a genuine one, this time.
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At the path right outside the manor, Iyren turned to face it. She gave an evil grin.
Eriol, you were lying. I know you were. Let's see how your beautiful 'wife' looks like in Tomenda....
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So...how was this prologue? Please review and tell me how it is!! ^_~