It's Never Too Late Ikarishipping Fanfiction
Time: Victorian Era
Chapter One: The Past
It was a nice sunny day. A young girl with midnight blue hair awoke from a majestic bed. It was fit for a queen. The colours consisted of every shades of pink.
A knock was heard from the door. The girl got out of bed and walked towards the door. Her night gown was also pink, but much lighter. It reached to her ankles and sways with every step she took. The sleeves were long with room to spare. Her navy blue eyes shone from the natural sunlight that was flooding into the white room.v The girl opened the door and on the other side stood a woman with the same blue coloured hair as the girl.
"Dawn, breakfast is ready," said the woman.
"Okay mom. I'll be down after I get changed," replied Dawn. Her mother nodded and walked out of the room, closing the door behind her.
Dawn headed to her wardrobe and was picking which dress she would wear. She finally found a perfect dress and decided to try it on, to see if it would look nice on her.
Fourty minutes later, Dawn came out with a white dress with pink and blue floral patterns on it. The hem of the dress was black. She wore a light blue corset. She put golden clips in her hair and wore a white elegant hat with a pink logo.
Dawn exited her room and headed down stairs. The stairs were furnished with walnut wood. The walls were beige and white.
She saw her mother already sitting down, waiting for her to eat. Dawn smiled. She walked over to the seat across from her mother. The maids helped Dawn to her seat. As she sat down, her mother looked up.
"Glad for you to join me Dawn," she said with a heart-warming smile.
"I'm always glad to enjoy eatting meals with you mom!" Dawn replied with a bright smile.
As both ladies began eatting their breakfast, one of the butlers came in.
"Lady Johanna, someone is requesting you at the door," said the butler.
"Oh, it must be Sir Reggie," replied Johanna, Dawn's mother.
"Mom, who's Sir Reggie?" Dawn asked innocently.
"Never you mind, Dawn dear. Just come with me," Johanna said, taking her daughters hand into hers and leading her out to the front door.
As they arrived at the front door, Dawn saw a tall purple-headed man with a pony tail. He was dressed in a grey suit and a green scarf. He looked quite friendly. Her gaze wandered to another boy with purple hair. He was wearing a navy blue suit, un-bottened and was wearing a white shirt underneath. He was opposite of the man with the pony tail. He did not look friendly at all, but looked like he wants to jump off the roof.
"It's glad to see you Sir Reggie. Is this you're brother?" Johanna asked.
"It's very good to see you too Lady Johanna; and yes, this is Paul, my little brother," replied Reggie, the one with the pony tail. Paul grunted, he crossed his arms and looked the other way.
Johanna chuckled, "oh dear, looks like someone is in a bad mood. Very well. This is Dawn, my daugther."
"Hello," Dawn said shyly, curtsying.
"It's a pleasure to meet you Miss Dawn," Reggie said, bowing. Dawn got back up and smiled. She turned her attention towards Paul and tilted her head a bit. Dawn went up to Paul and put out her hand.
"Hello, my name's Dawn!"
Paul looked at her and scoffed, "whatever Troublesome..."
Dawn's eyes widen but narrowed at Paul. "My name's not Troublesome! It's Dawn."
Paul showed no sign of interest. Reggie only laughed.
"I'm sorry Miss Dawn, Paul's not the socializing person. Don't take his comments too heartly," Reggie explained, putting a hand on her small shoulder. Dawn huffed and too crossed her arms, still glaring at Paul. Both adults chuckled at the scene before them.
"Now, I think we should continue our little...chat from eight years ago, do you not agree Johanna?" Reggie asked, smiling.
"Oh, I agree Lord Reggie. It may even be a conversation Paul and Dawn should be hearing," Johanna replied, turning her head to see both children. Reggie nodded.
As both adults headed to Johanna's personal room, she told Dawn to give a tour of the house to Paul.
"Okay!" Dawn said cheerfully.
"Hnn..." replied Paul.
"Come on Paul, let's show you my room!" Dawn said, tugging on Paul's arm. He looked quite annoyed and forcefully released himself from her grip.
"Well excuse me Mr. Grumpy-pants," Dawn muttered. Paul rolled his eyes.
"Whether you like it or not, I still have to give you a tour...whether I like it or not..." Dawn said, murmmering the last part to herself.
Paul stayed silent, so Dawn took that as a "yes". Dawn dragged Paul's arm up stairs while Reggie and Johanna talk about the conversation they had eight years ago.
"This is my lovely room! Don't you just think it's wonderful!" Dawn asked Paul. Paul looked around the room, "no. It's hidieous."
"What!" Dawn yelled, "my room's not hidieous! You're just jealous that's all!" Paul cocked a brow.
"Jealous? Of such a lame feminine room like this? Please, I have better things to do than be 'jealous'," Paul replied coldly. Dawn felt a shiver go down her spine.
'What's up with his guy? He's so weird!' Dawn thought. She decided to show him the garden.
"I know what will cheer your sour mood up!" Dawn said, bringing her face closly to Paul's, making him stagger backwards.
"What the -- Troublesome!" Paul cried. Dawn shrugged off the fact he forget her name and dragged him back down stairs and to the garden.
"Would you stop dragging me everywhere! I'd rather stay in one place with all my limbs in tact!" Paul screamed. Dawn pretend not to hear him.
"O-oh...I'm so sorry..." Dawn said quietly, now realizing that both of their parents are dead.
"No, don't worry about it Miss Dawn," Reggie said, going back to his lively self.
"Here we are! Our garden! It's filled with both my mom and my pokemons! See, there's my Piplup over there!" Dawn said, pointing at a blue penguin.
"What a weak pokemon...my Torterra could easily defeat that pokemon," Paul said, bragging. Dawn felt really angry.
"Hold up! Don't you go insulting my Piplup!" Dawn shrieked. Balling her fists.
"Why should I? It's true," Paul replied, making a smug look. Dawn furrowed her brow. She was getting very impatient with Paul. Suddenly, she heard her mother.
"Dawn! Paul! Time to come back inside!" Dawn drew a sigh of relief.
"Coming mom!" Dawn called back, "come on Paul, I guess they finished discussing about something."
As Dawn, once again, dragged Paul back into the house, she did not hear all the muttering complaints coming from Paul's mouth.
When both of them entered the house, Dawn's mother and Paul's brother were smiling quite suspiciously.
"What's going on mom?" Dawn asked, releasing her grip on Paul. He walked over to Reggie and gripped the arm that Dawn has been holding for the last few hours.
"Well, we have decided that Paul and Reggie will be living with us from now on," Johanna said, smiling at her daughter.
"What! No! He can't live with us! He insulted my Piplup!" Dawn whinned.
"It's true..." Paul said. Dawn whipped her head around to stare angirly at Paul. He only brushed it off as a petty girl thing.
"Now Paul, when we're living with Lady Johanna and Miss Dawn, you shouldn't be insulting Miss Dawn's pokemon," Reggie said, sighing and pinching the bridge of his nose. Paul said nothing in return.
"Why do we have to let them live here?" Dawn demanded.
"You see, eight years ago, when you were two and where Paul was five, they were so close to being bankrupt. Your father and their father used to do business together --" Johanna was cut off by Dawn.
"Well, where's the father? Or their mother?" Reggie and Johanna looked down with a solemn expression, while Paul just had a blank look on his face.
"Oh, I'm sorry..." Dawn said quietly.
Reggie shook his head, "don't worry about it Miss Dawn."
Dawn gave a half smile, not sure if she should be a bit happy or still feel guilty.
"We'll have Reggie and Paul sleep in one of the retired butler's room," Johanna said.
"That would be wonderful," Reggie replied happily.
"Why are two people going to be sleeping in a room that one measly butler used to live in?" Paul asked.
"There were two beds in there, the butler that retired use the extra bed to put other of his nescessities, but since he's retired, we did not know what to do with that room," Johanna explained.
"Oh..." Paul replied. Unsure if he should be lucky to actually have a place to sleep in.
"Isn't that room across from mine?" Dawn asked, tilting her head in confusion.
"Yes Dawn, it's across from your room," Johanna said, giggling. Dawn's eyes widen. Paul tensed up.
"Dawn, could you show them to the room first?" Johanna asked.
"Why? Shouldn't I do that when they bring their luggage?" Dawn asked.
"Well true, but just give them a tour of the room, just so they know where they will be living in," Johanna replied.
"Oh...okay then...come on Mister Reggie...Paul..." Dawn said, gritting her teeth when she called out Paul's name.
Dawn led them up the stairs and into a hall way. She then stopped and turned to her left.
"This is the room both of you will be staying at," Dawn said, smiling.
"Lovely place Dawn. So, I'm guessing that room behind us is your's?" Reggie asked, pointing at the large two-door room behind Dawn.
Dawn giggled and flushed pink, "Y-yeah, that's my room."
"Well, Paul and I will check out the room, will you show us where everything is?" Reggie asked politely.
"Sure! No need to worry!" Dawn said. She opened the doors and all three of them entered a large room. There were two bed, one on the right and the other on the left. There is also a big desk with a chair. As they continued roaming inside the room, they saw the bathroom.
"May we see the bathroom Miss Dawn?" Reggie asked.
"Okay! It's really pretty and big!" Dawn replied giggling.
"What's so pretty about a bathroom...?" Paul whispered.
They entered the bathroom. It wasn't that big or small. There's a bathtub with curtains. They also saw a two sink vanity and a mirror with silver framing.
"This is lovely!" Reggie exclaimed, admiring the handy work.
"Thanks...er I mean yeah, it is." Dawn laughed. She noticed Paul admiring the bathroom as well.
'Maybe he actually has feelings like normal people...' Dawn thought.
This is how two different families end up living together in a very big house.
This is chapter one, please enjoy it~ I'm trying my best to make it more...Victorian Era...(I mean...I did study it in Socials == erg) Time to crack open my text book == all I know is that in the Victorian Era, people liked to play piano, and that they like knick-knacks and and heavy...drapery...curutains...yeah I'm just going to silence myself now...
--TakashiRika--