The Sun and The Moon by fountainofroses
I would love for people to review this story because I have yet to find this pairing anywhere on this site. And I do not own Trinity Blood
Chapter One
It was a normal morning; the early sunrise was just starting to creep over the horizon to greet the early risers of God believers in the Vatican. The mist was lifting from the beautiful gardens, the birds were singing and chirping all over the place, the nun's and priest's getting ready for their morning mass. The only small difference that made this beautiful morning the worst thing in the world was…
"YOUR HOLINESS, THIS IS PATHTIC. YOU ARE THE WORLD'S MOST POWERFUL PERSON, THE POPE OF THE VATICAN, THE LIGHT OF ALL HUMANITY AND HERE YOU ARE COWERING LIKE A WOUNDED DOG. GET A BACK BONE, ALEC."
The loud frustrated voice of Cardinal Francesco Di Medici, the Minister of The Department of Doctrine, sounded though the corridors of the Vatican's Inner Building where the office of the Pope resided. The young pope, Alessandro the 399th, flinched from his brothers yelling.
Alessandro had no comeback or any voice against his half-brothers obviously powerful demeanor. To the young boy of 16, his half-siblings were better off without him, they didn't really care for his opinion, they just wanted him to be the perfect little puppet, do what he's told and don't argue back, not that he could argue back.
Alessandro was scared of just about anyone he came in contact with. Everyone around him were either looking at him in embarrassment, anger, or pity. No one never really looked twice at him or took any notice of him unless it was to sign important documents.
In fact Alessandro believed that if he was ever killed that no one would morn him in the slightest, they'll probably thank god that they didn't have to put up with him any longer.
His whole life, especially since he had became Pope, thanks to his brother and sister's political maneuvering, has been controlled, the big decisions like going to school and his choice of career had been made for him.
So later that evening, after signing the documents, finishing the meetings and the evening mass, Alessandro made the biggest decision of his life, he packed some normal clothes, some food and his savings, and ran away.