Alright, this is my first Tsubasa fic. I have read up to volume ten, and zero episodes of the anime. I know what happens to Fai in the future, but it hasn't happened yet here, kay?
I just had to write a Tsubasa Mpreg after I read one called 'Sugar, Spice, and Everything Nice' (I think that's the name... check my faves list) I felt inspired :3
Shonen Ai/Yaoi and Mpreg. Don't like it, don't read it. How the mpreg came to be will be explained next chap.
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Fai fell onto his hands and knees. How could this have happened? Well... he knew how... but why did it have to be now? Why now of all the times in the world? Why while Ashura was away? He knew this would mean punishment for him, and most likely, for the child he was carrying. Ashura had departed on a journey to lead the army to slaughter enemy countries of Seresu. When he returned, Fai doubted he would be joyous of the newborn baby.
Because Fai was just a mere prisoner to him. While his magic may have been powerful, they were useless inside the dungeon he lived in. The cell was small and dark, the walls seemed colder than ice. Rusty chains kept him locked inside. They dug into his ankles, making small cuts on the pale skin. The mage's breath could be seen drifting through the air as both the cold and thoughts of Ashura made him shiver.
At least three long months had passed since Ashura departed. Or at least, that's what it seemed like. It was hard to keep track of time when the only thing you could see was darkness that seemed to stretch for miles. Though it had been so long, the thought of that frightful day was still fresh in his mind, as though it were still happening.
It had been a day similar to those passed. Fai sat staring at nothing and listening to silence, thinking only of his few good memories. He dreamt of life how it had been as a child. Moving without dragging a chain, his wounds healed, and his health returned. His reverie was interrupted by the loud slamming of a door. Heavy footsteps came towards him, carrying what he feared most in the world.
King Ashura.
His cell door opened and shut. The silent metal grinding of the lock being secured was all that could be heard. Despite the lack of light, Fai knew the tyrant was grinning ear to ear. He could feel it as he was approached.
After pinning him against the cold hard wall, the King spoke to Fai, "This is what happens when you don't do as you're told.". Fai struggled to get away as the malignant ruler began to do the unthinkable (1). With every pull away, another cut was slashed on his arm. Thin lines of crimson blood seeped out of the wounds. Feeling his work was finished, Ashura left Fai there, crying and bleeding.
The blonde began wrapping the tattered grime covered rags he called clothing around his wounds to stop the bleeding, but there was nothing he could do to stop his own crying. Tears rolled down his cheeks. This was not the first time this had happened, yet the way it hurt, every time felt like the first. Dreams of escape always ended this way. Just as they began to come true, his deepest desire would be brutally swept away from him. As if he the second he stood tall and straight, hope in his eyes, the rug would be swept out from under him, the person who did the cruel deed laughing harder than ever.
Shortly after, the mage became ill. While this may not have been uncommon, the disease would not usually last as long as it did. What began as vomiting and a small fever grew into something much more. Not much later, Fai began to suspect there was something beyond a simple illness wrong with him. His suspicions were true; he was pregnant with King Ashura's child. Fai was not positive, until one day, when he felt it move.
Now Fai was on his hands and knees, tears falling from his cheeks, splattering onto the stone ground. It really moved... it was really there. Regardless of the slim chances of escape, he now had to try. If he didn't, when Ashura returned he would hurt both Fai and the newborn. He couldn't let that happen.
Roughly half a year later, still inside his filthy cell, Fai held his tiny daughter close to his heart. She was wrapped up in his torn coat, her wails beginning to subside. Though he could barely see her, the blonde knew she was adorable. His hips were sore from giving birth, but that did not matter now. As Fai sighed, the infant slept in his arms. For the first time since his childhood, Fai beamed. "Good night Mayumi." he smiled before joining his child in sleep.
Hours later, the bars of the prison door opened. A thin piece of bread sailed through the air, landing close to the mage on the floor. Fai glanced up. There stood a guard, his fingers tapping at his blade's sheath, as if warning Fai not to move. Despite this warning, Fai stood and walked toward the soldier, inching his own face closer to his. Squinting, he saw that it was a young man, probably one of the newer recruits of Ashura's army. This made him grin as the man shook nervously.
Before the soldier could react, the magician grabbed the sword from it's sheath, swiftly slashing the man's chest. Falling onto his knees, the guard gasped. The cut wouldn't kill him, but it was enough to stun him. Squeezing Mayumi tightly, the flaxen haired mage dashed down the hall, out of the dungeon.
After so many escape attempts, Fai knew the castle well. At the end of the dungeon, there were two large wooden doors. Gripping their iron handles, Fai flung them open and sprinted forward as far as his legs would carry them. Every time a guard came close to him, they received the same treatment as the first (2). Soon, he was outside the castle and in the village.
This was it. Finally, he was free. Fai slumped against the wall of a building. It may have still been cold, but much warmer than inside the castle. Brushing some hair out of his face, he inspected his daughter, making sure she was free of any injuries.
It was the first time he had ever truly seen his daughters face. Her small cerulean eyes squinted in the bright sunlight. Her hair was the same color as the parent's who was holding small body. She resembled the wicked King very little, which made Fai smile. Apparently, it had recently rained, as puddles were scattered upon the streets. Looking inside of one, Fai realized how long it had been since he had seen his own reflection, and how much his looks had changed.
His face had become pale from malnourishment, dark circles forming around each of his eyes for the same reason. What once had been light flaxen hair was now too covered in grime and blood for the color to be seen. Reaching into the puddle, Fai washed his own face hair the best he could, as well as Mayumi's. At first, she protested as the cold water splashed against her skin, but soon she calmed down.
For several days, Fai ran to get as far from the castle as he could. Soon, he settled in a small, not very well known village. As he walked on the cobblestone road, he saw a woman walking with a troubled expression on her face. Her hair was long and blonde, reaching long past her hips. Two white ears perked out of her head. Wondering what the problem was, Fai cautiously approached her.
His footsteps caught her attention. She perked her head upwards, meeting the face of the mage. In her hands were several shards of glass. His head cocked in confusion, he asked, "What's wrong?"
The woman's frown transformed into a warm smile, "Oh... it's nothing. Chi's vase is broken, that's all. Chi took it to the glass maker's but they said it couldn't be fixed and Chi should just buy a new one."
"May I see the shards please?" Fai asked, ignoring the way she spoke in the third person(3). The woman nodded and gently placed the shards in his hands. Using his finger, Fai wrote down a few symbols in the dirt and placed the glass over them. As he waved his hands over the symbols, they began to glow. Suddenly, there was a bright light. Then, just as quickly as it had come, the light was gone and, in the place of the shards, was the vase, completely repaired.
The woman gasped as the grinning wizard handed her the vase. "Th-thank you so much er..." she cried with joy passing some coins into Fai's hands before trailing off.
"Fai, and it was no problem, just some simple magic." Though Fai felt guilty taking the coins, he had to, or else he would starve.
"Okay! Thank you Fai! Im Chi! I hope I see you again!" she waved as she turned and began to walk away. Then, an idea popped into his head. What if he were to start a repair shop? This would be a perfect job for him!
Soon, Fai fulfilled his goal, and became the owner and only employee of the best repair shop in town. At first, he wandered the streets, looking for things to fix until he finally had enough money for a home. It was small, only two rooms (One to sleep and eat in and the other for the shop) but it was enough. Now he and his daughter wore suitable clothes, and could afford food.
Mayumi had also grown quite a bit. She still no longer nursed, and she had begun speaking. Another thing which made her single parent quite happy, was she frequently was smiling. Whenever her father scooped her up in his arms, she would give a warm smile, making him hug her tighter. Her hair had grown a bit longer, reaching halfway to her shoulders. While her father repaired damaged items customers brought, she would sit on the floor, eyes wide with curiosity. No matter how many times she saw it, the bright lights of the spells never ceased to amaze her.
Not only that, but he had seen Chi again. It had been a year since their first meeting, and their relationship was now beyond a simple friendship. They had fallen in love, and Chi now lived with Fai and Mayumi.
One evening, as Fai closed up shop, he heard a noise outside. He recognized the sound. They were hoofbeats, ominously pounding on the dirt roads of the village. The very same hoof beats he heard as a small child when his parents were taken from him.
Flashback
"Daddy! Look! I see horses!" squealed a small blonde child, pulling himself upon the windowsill. Indeed, there were several horses just outside the house. Most were brown or white, nothing out of the ordinary, but there was a single horse different from the rest. Empty unadorned black fur covered it's large body. A gray mane fell over it's face, and on it's back, was a man. His face was a smirk, his dark eyes scanning the area. Dark hair flowed over his armor.
Small flakes of snow fell to the ground. Ever since the original royal family had been overthrown by Ashura, it always seemed to fall. Ashura murdered civilians and stole their power until, one day, he had enough to kill the King. The very heart of Seresu which was created alongside the ruler died that day. It was a law of Seresuan gods, only the mortal connected to the immortal wore the crown. When that rule was broken with the King's murder, the gods turned their backs on Seresu.
Two hands grabbed the child, "Fai, get down!" the child's father scolded.
"Waaa! Mommy, Daddy's being mean to me!" cried the child, darting behind his mother, unable to notice the seriousness of the situation.
"Im sure he doesn't mean it Fai." the brunette assured her child. Noticing her husband's troubled expression, she asked, "Is there something wrong Matsuda-tan?"
The man, a spitting image of the child, replied, "Fai... Noda... hide."
"Why, what is it?" Noda's voice quivered.
"It's them, they've found us." responded Matsuda. Noda wrapped her arms around her husband, tears plunging down her cheeks.
"Come with us, please." she begged, although she knew what he would say.
"No." he answered, "It's me they're after, once they have me, they'll be happy, and you and Fai will be safe." Though this was the answer she expected, it still hurt.
"Mommy...? Why are you crying? Mommy!" cried the small child in concern, tugging at his mother's sleeve.
"Don't worry Fai, it's nothing. Give Daddy a hug, we might not see him for a while." Noda soothed, putting on a smile to keep Fai from worrying. The blonde child did as he was told, and wrapped his arms as far around his father as they could reach.
"Bye Daddy!" he smiled at his father.
Getting down on one knee, Matsuda spoke to the child, "Fai, even when Im gone, I want you to continue my work. The throne is rightfully yours, so take it back, understand?"
"Okay Daddy, I will." answered Fai, a bit confused by his father's words. Though he knew and understood his father's work, he did not understand why his father was reminding him of this now. After one last kiss, Noda ushered the bouncy little adolescent out of the room. Lifting him into her arms, she ran into the basement, hiding between some boxes.
"Why are we down here Mommy?"
"Shush Fai." Noda hushed her child. Hoof beats could be heard, coming closer and closer to the small home. Fai cuddled up closer to his mother, both afraid of the loud pounding, and having difficulty sitting still for so long.
Upstairs, Fai could hear voices, but could not understand what they were saying. They were not yelling nor whispering, simply speaking. All of a sudden, there was a sickening thud against the ground. Noda pulled Fai closer to her heart, a single tear falling down her cheek. Fai's small finger brushed the tear away. He couldn't stand seeing his mother like this.
Then, the basement door swung open. Against the stairs, there were heavy footsteps. They kept a continuos beat, knowing exactly where they intended to go. Finally, there was a pause in the beat. A single box was flung across the room. This particular box happened to be the one blocking the two from view.
It was one of the horsemen Fai had seen outside. His dark eyes stared at the two, his smirk large. "So, you thought just because you hid behind some little boxes I wouldn't know you were here, didn't you? Well Miss Noda Florite, you seem to be forgetting something. You seem to have forgotten how powerful I am." he grabbed Noda by the head, pulling her towards him so it looked as though she were bowing down to him. This action knocked Fai off her lap and onto the floor. Smirking, he continued, "It must have slipped your mind that I am the supreme ruler of Seresu, not that corpse you call a husband." As the word corpse was said, Noda winced. "You must have forgotten that's how it will always be, seeing as I am strong enough to keep myself from aging. Rebelling is useless, maybe this will remind you.", as he pulled out a knife. "While I may not need this, I keep it with me, just in case I deal with someone like you, not worth using my magic on."
The knife cut through her cheek's flesh, allowing the blood to pour out. Unable to watch in horror any longer, Fai cried, "Stop hurting my mom!".
For a moment, everything went quiet. Ashura's smirk faded, only to return a moment later. He began to laugh, "Oh, what do you think you're going to do about it? I suppose you are right. I've had enough fun with her." A puzzled expression came across Fai's face.
Ashura's hand glowed a dark shade of red. Noda's pupils dilated, then dissapeared beneath her eyelids. She fell from the King's grip, onto the floor. Fai ran to her side. "Mommy! Wake up! Please! Mommy!" Her lips were pale and still. She did not answer. Clearly this gave the Monarch great pleasure.
Fai's whole body shook. His mother lay on the floor, dead. A rough hand gripped his head just as it had gripped his mother's. Looking up, he saw it was the same crimson shade as it had been before. Closing his eyes, he braced himself for death.
But there was nothing.
Fai reopened his eyes and looked into the King's face. The King's expression was as shocked and confused as his own. Over and over the hand glowed red, but nothing happened. Furious, Ashura slashed Fai's chest. For a moment, crimson blood spilled out, but then a layer of skin formed over the wound. It was gone. "No... a child can't... he can't have as much magic as..." not wanting to finish his sentence, he picked Fai up by the throat. As they walked up the stairs, Fai shut his eyes and squirmed. He couldn't face seeing his father's lifeless body on the ground. Promptly, he was tied to a horse's saddle. The ropes burnt his wrists as he was carried off to become a prisoner.
"Hello there Fai." came Ashura's voice, as he burst through the door.
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(1) I didn't want to get too visual with this scene and boot this fic up to M rated, but I mean Fai got raped in case you couldn't tell. Sorry, but I don't write lemons.
(2) No, Fai didn't kill anyone. I don't think Fai is a murderer.
(3) I've never read Chobits... ever. So I know very little about Chi but I noticed in Volume One, she speaks in the third person. Please excuse OOCness as well with Chi, I really know nothing about her that is relevant to Tsubasa. In this fic, she is not a persocom or whatever it's called, because Im not positive she is in Tsubasa.
Oh no! What will happen to Fai! This will be continued ASAP! I love writing this. Don't expect long chapters or frequent updates, okay? School's starting soon, and I will have little time to write. Normally my chapters are a page long. This started as a one shot, but became a lot more than that. Don't worry, it does go into the present with Syaoran, Mokona, Sakura, and Kuro-woof but not for a while, kay?
Also, yesterday was my birthday! Yay!