Disclaimer: I don't own Hellboy II, dammit. D: Wish I did thooo...

Nuala hated these parties that her father had taken a liking to. I mean, there was nothing wrong with the food or music or anything. It was just the people that King Balor invited. "Oh, how nice to see you, your majesty…!" Why, speak of the devil.

Nuala plastered a smile on her face for the hordes of wishful suitors that thought she was downright gorgeous. She had gotten used to keeping the same expression while listening to their lame pickup lines and bizarre topics of conversation. "How nice to see you too." She lied as she curtsied slightly, resisting the urge to cringe. She wondered if she would have the same issues if she had been born a man.

"Would you like a glass of wine?" She had gotten used to them trying to get her drunk too. "Oh, no thank you. I don't drink." She giggled slightly. "If you want someone to drink with, I would suggest that you try asking my brother. He would gladly accept." What she said was true. It didn't happen all the time, but sometimes after these banquets, Nuada would stumble into his twin sister's room and start jabbering on about random things, the smell of alcohol strong on his breath.

The suitor made a small 'tsk' sound before grinning at her. "Too bad. Well, see you later." Bye bye, loser. I hope you end up with some other lady who finds you charming, because I sure as hell don't. Not long after he had left, another man came along. This time however, he wrapped his free arm around her, because his left had a half full glass of wine in it. "Good evening, my lovely sister." Nuala smiled slightly at the slur of his words.

"Good evening, brother dearest." She said as she plucked a grape off the nearest plate. Nuada chuckled and took another long gulp of his wine. "Please don't drink too much." She said as she plopped the grape into his mouth. He turned to her while crunching on the grape, a goofy smile on his face. "Don't want a hangover, huh?" He chuckled as Nuala pursed her lips in annoyance. "No, I don't appreciate huge headaches in the morning." She said as she removed Nuada's hand from where it rested on her waist and slipped her hand into his.

"Come on. Let's go get some fresh air." She said, looking up at her wasted brother. "Okaaaaay…" He said as he abandoned his now empty wine glass on the table and began to stumble along with Nuala, waving to people every now and then. Once on the balcony, Nuada slumped down on the ground as Nuala shut the doors to block out the noise inside. "It's cold out here."

"Stop complaining. It won't do you any good."

Nuada rubbed his hands along his arms in an attempt to warm himself. Nuala sighed as she walked over to her brother and pushed his back away from the wall slightly so that she could slip in between the two. "There." She said as she laid Nuada's head in her lap. "That doesn't help with the cold." He complained as Nuala glared at him. "Shut up and be grateful. That's what men should do when a lady does this." Nuada let out a loud laugh.

"Yeah, but you're my sister." He said as he placed his hands on hers. Nuala blushed slightly and looked away.

"Even so…"

"Even so, what?"

"Even so, you should be grateful."

"Okay, your highness. I'm grateful for you putting my head in your lap and not helping me with my cold problem."

Nuala smacked him on the head for that. They sat like that for a few minutes, Nuala stroking her brother's hair while they stared up at the stars.

"I'm sleepy."

"You're drunk too."

"Haha… yeah…"

"Time to go to bed then?

"Yeah..."

Nuala pushed him back up again as he groaned in protest. Once she stood up, she grabbed his hand. "Okay you, up." She said as Nuada attempted to push himself up while Nuala attempted to pull him up. After a minute, he sprung into the air and stared into his sister's eyes. "Well, that was fun." He chuckled as Nuala grabbed his hand again and led him back into the banquet hall. After a few minutes of searching, she found their father and informed them that they were both retiring to their chambers.

"Good night."

"Good night, father."

Nuala wasn't sure how Nuada had managed to get himself up the stairs on previous occasions, because he was doing pretty badly, even with his sister there to support him. Maybe he had help from several of the wannabe suitors, glad to assist the lovely lady's drunken twin brother of equal loveliness. Eventually, they managed to make it to Nuada's chambers where Nuala helped him over to the bed.

"Good night." She whispered as she leaned over her brother and lightly touched her brother's forehead with her lips. She smiled slightly as she stood up straight again and turned around. As she took a step forward, she felt a hand tugging at her gown. She turned around to see her brother holding tightly onto the cloth, looking at her.

"You're going back to your room?" He asked as she nodded. "Yeah." He paused. "Can you stay with me?" Nuala narrowed her eyes. "I'm not going to stay at the side of your bed all night, only to fetch us a pot to throw up in when morning comes." She growled as Nuada chuckled slightly. "No. You can sleep." Nuala raised an eyebrow. "What?"

"I want you to sleep in the same bed with me, just like when we were kids."

Nuala blushed. "You're not a little boy anymore, Nuada! And I'm your sister!" She cried, her voice echoing on the walls. Nuada quickly sat up again, grabbing Nuala and pulling her onto the bed next to him. "Let me be a little boy again for tonight, sister." He whispered as he kissed her forehead in return. "Or let me be someone that isn't your brother." Nuala sat, pondering for a moment before she curled up next to him, her head pressed against his chest.

"Only for tonight though."

He smiled.

"Of course, your majesty."

HARHAR. I didn't write this while running on four hours of sleep. xD I wrote it at 12:00 am, running on 7 hours of sleep! 83

Anyway, first chapter of my first multi-chapter NuadaxNuala fanfiction. Yay! R&R please!