Rozen Maiden Fan Fiction
Introduction
Darkness. It withholds infinite amount of mysteries. Some in which you cannot see, and others you fear to be revealed. Some things, however, live in this abyss. For the pitch black is all they know. This is a story of eight Maidens, Rozen Maidens to be in fact.
Chapter 1: Play Again?
A dark figure sat on a small, light emitted window seal. "Why must every night be so boring?" Her dark magenta colored eyes flashed in the moonlight as she turned her head. "Father, I feel as if there will be more competition than before." The doll's navy and black Victorian dress frilled across her knees. Her left hand rested on her thighs, her right hand placing to her soft, sculpted, pale lips. "I feel as if the Alice game that was once played, will be shortly be reanimated." The dark silhouette moved slightly forward. Suigintou's body turned to sit the opposite way, as her beautiful gothic Lolita shaped eyes focused gently on the black candles and falling rose petals. Slowly dying in the vase, one rose differed from the rest. It still lingered from even wilting. "It seems you are strong. Proven to be better than the rest. A fighter." Suigintou's eyes focused away; the doll's eyes slightly clenched trying to hold back her tears. "Father…" Flashbacks of the cold wooden shelf lay against her. Pale skin exposed, her white luminescent hair lay perfectly over her bare breasts. "Hello?" A small voiced seemed to echo to the spaced shelf where the gothic maiden lay. "…Ah…" Suigintou's eyes focused towards the floor. "What are you doing up there?" Suigintou paused. "Father, he says he'll finish me. But, he never gets around to putting me fully together. I'm starting to think he doesn't lo-" Suigintou's words were shushed. "I'll get you down." The ruby maiden scooted up a chair to climb Father's desk. "Here, grab my hands." Hesitantly, Suigintou thought that maybe this wasn't such a good idea. What if she fell? What if she'd be deceived like Father had done her before? "Alright.." Suigintou's pale and cold hands reached down to grab the blonde maiden's hands. "There. Now, move yourself to the edge of the shelf and let me catch you." Suigintou closed her eyes tight and did as the blonde told her. With a slight "Oomph." The ruby maiden had lived up to her word. "There. See? Don't you feel better now than being up on that dusty shelf?" Suigintou's cheeks reddened. "Arigato." The blonde's pigtails fell in front of her shoulders. "You're welcome…" The blonde's face looked puzzled. "What's your name, my dear?" Suigintou's magenta eyes focused in the blonde's blue eyes. "My name is, Suigintou." The blonde smiled. "Nice to meet you. I'm, Shinku." She was beautiful. Her creamy skin was covered by a rich ruby Victorian cloth. Dark green ribbon held her tiny waist. Her hair was a dark blonde held up by two black thin ribbon that bound it into two pigtails and hid beneath a matching ruby bonnet. Long, like a golden river that never ended, her French curls seemed to intertwine. She was gorgeous, a finished masterpiece. "Come, lets get you some clothes." Shinku's warm hands seemed to caress Suigintou's stomach. Suigintou blushed at the feel. Never had she felt something so warm close to her. Her chest was heavy. The feel of a thud repeatedly pulsing against her chest, made the silver haired maiden's face redden ever more.