Zeelee-Vallen: I love cliché stories. I also hate them. So I will through in a twist or two. Or try. So here is my new series! A princess going around saving enchanted princes by accident. Oh, she is also cursed to have the body of an old lady. Well, "Everything your loved for!" So youth, beauty, her kind heart, soft voice, kind nature, and her frail nature.
MWAHAHAHAHA.
Also everybody is enchanted. Well, a lot of pople. Don't mind me. I have my own fantasies. Each chapter shall introduce a new enchanted prince! Whoop! Let us have old careless Hinata care for them~ Ah yes, there will be a lot of out of characterness. Hinata purposely got cursed not to be shy like usual.
As for romance, always. There is always romance. But for now enjoy yourselves.
Please enjoy~!
We do not own Naruto.
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She stood shivering at the massive entrance of a cave. Her horse had died about halfway up the mountain. That was a full day ago. Perhaps one more day or so she would finally cross the huge mass of jagged rock, but not in this rain. Then again, caves were also dangerous. What if it caved in? What if a beast lived in it? She could always keep going, but there was also a risk of a landslide. Plus this rain was not doing her any good.
If only that old witch didn't curse her! This body… If her parents seen her like this, she would be locked away in a tower like Rapunzel. No, she refused! She was the Princess of the Moon kingdom, she had to have more faith then thi- It started to hail. Big thick pieces the size of cannon balls. Oh her body simply could not hold up in this savage weather!
Momentarily distracted from her thoughts, she made her choice to go into the cave. She could not get beaten to death by the weather, after all that would be rather unsightly. Although she did have a sneaking suspicion that damned witch had cursed the weather of this mountain as well.
Sadly, it was the fastest path out of the Moon Kingdom. She could have gone the other direction, but her father would be adamant to find her. If she took the other way she had a higher chance of being located.
Snicklefritz it was dark. She crept in, her hands out in front of her feeling for a wall. After a few more steps in she felt something warm and slick.
Oh.
"Old bag, why is thy here?" She looked up to where the voice rumbled. It was a huge dragon, the scales of his throat were alight with flame.
Fuck.
Oh, that was rather unlady like of her.
It must be her newly aged body creeping up on her. She after all gained 50 years in a day.
"I am a beautiful young maiden, thank you very much." My! Where did all this confidence come from? Perhaps her age was a bit helpful after all. At this age she could hardly care what anyone thought of her. After all, with the way her body ached and throbbed she would guess she only had a few years left.
"My eyes do not deceive me." The dragon growled. Flame burst from his throat, it shot past her to a pile of wood. Suddenly the room was cozily warm with knit blankets on the wall, and rather smooth floors. It looked rather roomy too.
How stylish of the dragon. "I must say, this is rather warm." She settled down on the ground, groaning when her bones creaked. Oh how she wished for her nimble young body.
"Old bag, I did not give you permission to settle here." The dragon growled, his tail swished behind him. Now that the room was bright she could see his gleaming scales. They were black as midnight, and his eyes were red as ruby.
"My, will you eat me?" The dragon looked disgusted. "I am old, I bet my bones would splinter and get stuck in your throat." The dragon's clawed hand went to his throat, his eyes widening. She giggled. What a foolish dragon.
If this was the younger self, she would have cowered down and perhaps cried. Maybe she would have stuttered out a few reasons why she would not be tasty.
Oh, but the witch took that too. The damn woman took 'everything that makes you loved.' As a princess, of course that was her kind-hearted nature and soft spoken words. The woman also took her youth and shy-nature. She indeed was loved as a princess for that. After all, woman were all meant to be timid and gentle. Although it was purely traditional for all the Hyuga to practice martial arts and swordsmanship, woman were still expected to bend for the men.
That's why she was so loved in her younger body. She was a weak woman, a frail princess.
"Woman, did you die?" She blinked, turning to the dragon. It looked slightly fearful with its wide eyes. Its massive wings spread momentarily, red flashing.
"My what massive wings you have. If I had them I would be able to pass over the mountain easily." She muttered, eyeing him. From what she could see he was made for flight. He had massive wings tucked under him, and was just big enough to be the size of a small barn.
"Why is an old lady such as yourself crossing a mountain?" The dragon hurred, his deep voice hitting the walls of the cave. She shifted closer to the fire, the cold wind from the mouth of the cave was bothering her.
"Ah, you would not believe me." She answered. The dragon trotted over the mouth of the cave. He pushed his huge body against the opening, cutting of the worst of the wind. Ah, what a kind dragon. Well, a Dragon friend would always be nice. "I got enchanted, yes." A dragon seemed to spike. His scales rustled, and his throat once again glowed. Did she say something wrong?
"I too got a spell placed on me." Ah, so it was not her fault. That was good at least.
"Can you speak of the nature?" The dragon shook his head. "I can only say I have a spell, not what it is."
She cackled. "I too cannot tell!" She slapped her knee. "Tricky witches, they knew just how to torcher us normal folk." The dragon nodded again. "Well, I can always guess." The dragon snorted. A challenge? "Well, you cannot go outside?" He shook his head, nope. "You cannot go out in the sun?" Nope. Now she was getting a bit sleepy. She yawned. "You cannot fly?" Nope. She licked her dry lips. "You cannot leave the cave?" Nope. She yawned once more before falling asleep. She blamed her old body for the suddenness of it.
Or perhaps it was the weight of her travel.
It was nice to have a conversation with someone. It was the first time since she got cursed.
How did she get cursed again? Right… She accidently misaddressed a male witch as My lady… What a rude fellow…
She awoke to the dragon's snores. She blinked drearily before smacking him. "Quiet down you brute." The dragon growled lowly before they both fell asleep again.
Somehow during the night one of the hand knitted blankets had ended up on her, and her back ended up soaked in dragon drool. The most surprising was the dragon had curled around her like a huge oversized dog. How cute. She patted his huge head. His ruby eyes opened, they were still cloudy with sleep. Ah, how beautiful. He had tomoe*, it was rather unusual. It reminded her of the Uchiha family of the Night Kingdom. Ah, but there was no way a dragon could be related to them. "Your eyes remind me of the Uchiha, yes." She yawned, not noticing when the dragon perked up.
"How do you know the Uchiha family?" The dragon asked. He seemed to be wide awake now.
"I am the-" Her curse activated, making her voice get caught in her throat. She growled, it seemed she had to change her tactics. "Family reasons. I met the princes twice before they went missing a few years back." The dragon perked even more.
"I am-" The dragon growled heavily, the sound made her bones vibrate.
"Your curse?" She guessed. The dragon nodded, his throat alight with flame. "Ah, poor dragon." She tilted her head to the side. "I forgot my manners, dear me. My name is Hinata, it is a pleasure to meet you." The dragon hurred, bowing his head. How fancy, it almost seemed like he was a gentleman.
"My name- I cannot speak it. Please call me Uke*." The dragon said, his deep voice completely serious.
She was an innocent princess. But she did not have an innocent cousin. She learned of the forbidden world of Hentai* and Yaoi*.
She simply could not hold back her laugh.
The barking sound bounced off the walls.
This poor Dragon was calling himself the bottom boy!
If she was shy like she once was, she would have blushed and stuttered profoundly. Now, she could see the humor of the situation.
It was hilarious.
The best part was the dragon was confused.
"You poor innocent beast! I really hope you did not introduce yourself as that to anyone else." She barked, the dragon merely heated up with flame. This time it was more centered around his cheeks. It really did look like a blush.
"Well, you're a very fowl woman to laugh so loudly!" He shot back, raising his head. Ah, he looked so much like a snobby noble.
She was going to have fun tearing down that look. My, what a beast she has become. "Uke is the bottom man in a gay relationship, dragon." She watched as his whole body slowly began to glow. His body looked a lot like heated coal from a blacksmiths forge. It was sinister but beautiful. But it made her a bit nervous that he could possibly explode.
"Inconceivable old hag!" The dragon howled. He ripped his blanket from her, the cold morning air immediately attacked her frail body. "Out!" She blinked. What an outrageous temper. Even in her new state she could say his anger was not called for. She shrugged it off. It was rather unsightly for a lady to act like she was after all, if she could be called a lady with her age. Right, her lady-hood was taken from her. As well as any self-couscous behavior she previously had. It was as if her mind no longer had a filter.
"Alright, alright," The dragon growled viciously, his tail flicked back and forth behind him. "I understand. Thank you for letting me stay the night," She grinned. "Uke." She howled with laughter as she made her way out of the cave, the dragons charcoal burning body glowing further.
At least she had some fun.
But deep inside her inner self was screaming of her outrageous actions.
She blamed the witches curse for her current self. It made her inner calm down slightly.
The air was chilly, and fog made the air thick. Under her feet the rock was slick with ice.
Now she needed to make it over the mountain alive.
She hobbled forward, her little old legs shaking on the slick surface.
Little did she know the Dragon was circling just out of her human site.
She continued to hobble. Then the most dreadful thing happened, her stomach growled. When was the last night she ate? Horse meat, when her stead died. She knew she should have dried some of the meat! But it would have taken too long. She could not risk the army finding her. Even with her age, due to her eyes they would force her to go to the castle. After all the Moon Kingdoms royal family had unique eyes.
OH! She stumbled to a small green filled area. Yes, most mountains had to have some vegetation. Now she needed to find food. She scrambled about fast as she could; there had to be berries, or an animal. Something.
A big brown mass of fur and muscle rose from a nearby bush.
A bear.
She asked for an animal, and she received her request. Oh shoot. She backed away, but the bear had already spotted her.
It stood up on its hind legs before letting out a long and loud howl.
This must be his territory. It just so happened she was trespassing. She fumbled about her robes for the single dagger she had. She knew she should have grabbed a bow, or a sword. But it was unsightly for a princess to carry around such heavy equipment.
Ah, but she was a hag now.
"Foolish Hag." The air around her parted, making her look up. It was the dragon descending, his huge body making the earth thud as he landed. The bear hunkered down and began to back away. Soon he ran, his thick fur rustling. Safe. "Did you think you could kill a bear with a dagger?" She puffed up, holding the dagger out. She felt defensive.
"Don't underestimate my skills, youngin'." The dragon merely grumbled, turning his back to her. Oh him was the blanket she slept with. How did he even get it there?
Wait, was he intending her to ride him? "It would be against my better moral judgement to leave a haggard old lady to wonder these mountains. I will fly you to the other side.
Oh.
How kind.
She patted the side of his leg like a dog. "God boy. Dragons should all have such moral." She cackled at her joke, but the dragon merely shook his head.
"Hurry up."
"Alright, alright."
"Remember, I will only fly you to the other side."
"Yes, yes. Thank you." She scaled his back with ease. It was a surprise. She had not been so nimble since the curse took place. Perhaps it was because she was in high spirits. She parted the dragon between the shoulder blades, ignoring as he shook ever so slightly. "Fly boy, fly!" She giggled as she dragon growled.
Such a sweet boy.
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Tomoe: are the little dots in the Sharingan eyes.
Uke: The bottom guy in Yaoi*!
Yaoi: Gay guys.
Hentai: Porn.
Zeelee-Vallen: Well I hope you enjoyed! I know Hinata is really out of character. But it is because of the curse, and it will weaken somewhat as the story goes on. Anyway, I would love to hear your thoughts!
