My Prince
Just a little something to help get me out of this rut and to celebrate my birthday except it was on saturday but wh cares? This takes place in ancient times really has nthing to do with the show.
The boy was lying in a nearby field early that morning. The day just culdn't be more perfect the birds were chirping, the wind was gently blowing petals through the air, and the sunrise made the field glisten from the morning dew. The only thing that would complete this day was the presence of the boy's secret love. The boy just couldn't get him out of his head, his hair stood high and straight, black for the most part, tipped with the purest crimson blood, soft streaks of golden lightening followed the points and blonde bangs correst his face, gods how he wanted to touch the embodiment of beauty, much like his face that which was molded by the gods from pure beauty. The face worthy to be seen as a king's or as for now a prince, his prince noone elses not even that Teana could be allowed to possess even a glimpse of his essence, but such thoughts towards his prince could lead him inth the arms of the death god himself. So he never voices these feelings just bottle them up inside hoping to one day be allowed to act upon these...urges, but one could only could hope.
What the boy didn't know was that the subjuct of his dreams was watching him. Hoping to one day make the boy, closely similar in appearance unworthy to be called an angel for this boy is much more pure that a god's messanger, he's future prince bride-to-be.