Wonnykins: Hey, long time no see, readers! I'm terribly sorry I haven't updated, and I don't think I wrote anything on the first chapter of this story, either. I've been really busy trying to straighten my data out on this new laptop, since most of my stories are now in computer gibberish. I swear I'll write more on the other stories, just let me get my head on straight, okayies??

Anyway, to explain this story. I started it before my laptop died on me, and I was so anxious to get it up online that immediatly went baserk with my typing and wrote a whole lot on it. It's an AU, and it's medival, and there yaoi and shishi and male pregnancy involved. So I'm basically writing the same stuff.

Ack, I have to get a letter done! Otherwise, I'm screwed to hell. Smell ya later!

-The Long Awaited Wonnykins

Disclaimer: I own my heaving stomach, which is overloaded with brownies. -puke-

"So, this will be your room, Prince Ash." Came the cheery voice of Princess Erin through his brooding. He looked up, dully, and smiled.

"Thank-you." He murmured, hoarsely. The girl, or, rather, woman, smiled. She was twenty.

"Hey, I know Gary happens to be a piece of shit. But he'll warm up to you. Promise." She winked at the smaller boy. He knew they would be friends.

He set a small satchel of his things down inside the room. "Thanks. Really." She waved and shut the door.

As soon as she was gone, Ash let the smile fall. He sat dejectedly on his bed, sighing heavily. It was worse then a bride not liking him. It was groom not liking him. A very hansom groom, at that. He felt jilted already.

Two hours had passed since arriving, and Prince Gary was making it clear to everyone that he was not happy with his fiancé. Ash felt humiliated and disappointed. His wedding was supposed to be happy. Not rushed and with someone who already hated his guts.

Shifting through the cloth bag, he brought out a small, well worn animal toy. His big sister, Misty, had made it for him when he was two. It was just a stuffed kitten, but he didn't go away from home without tucking it away into a travel bag. He sighed, stroking the fur on it that hadn't been worn away with age.

He missed his sister. And his brother. They were the best friends he ever had, and Ash had had many. He snuggled his cheek into the aged kitten stuffie and sighed.

"Life sucks." He groaned into the plush cat.

"Why not tell an actual person instead of a toy?"

Ash jumped, hurriedly hiding the cat behind his back. Prince Gary was smirking in the door way, which Ash had not heard open. He leaned against it, arms crossed across his fine chest.

"Tut tut. Aren't you a little old to be playing with dolls?" The auburn-haired prince sneered.

Ash blushed. "I just miss my sister. She, um, made it for me."

Gary smiled sickeningly. "Aw, how sweet...you miss sissy alweady?"

Ash opened his mouth to say something, but stopped. What was the use? He'd have to get used to it, if they were going to live together. He looked away, still feeling hurt and miserable.

"What? Gonna cry, now?"

Ash picked at the sheet of the bed. "Leave me alone. Don't you have someone else to humiliate before we get married?"

Prince Gary actually was surprised to hear that response. "Just preparing you for life." He sneered, "Tell you what; you give me a couple of heirs and after that I'll kill you. That fair?"

Ash was appalled. His face paled again, cheeks red. "I beg your pardon?!"

Prince Gary smirked. "You heard me. Let me knock you up a couple of times and I'll kill you as quickly as possible. Fair?"

Ash kicked off his shoe and hurled it at the arrogant prince. "Selfish bastard!" He cried." Tears prickled his eyes. This was horrible.

The other prince didn't notice the tears. He had dodged the shoe and was continuing his taunting. "Hey, if you don't want to share wealth with a couple of kids, then you would be the-"

"GO AWAY!" Ash flung the other shoe, "Fuck you! I mean, no! I'd never touch you! What did I ever do to you, anyway?!"

Gary shrugged. "Nothing. And, yeah, you would..." He strode to the place where Ash was sitting. Leaning over and pinning both of the boy's hands to the bed, Gary whispered in his ear, "...because you wouldn't be able to keep your hands off me." Ash felt the other prince lick his ear rim.

"Gah! Get off, you pervert!" A fist connected with the side of the older prince's face. Ash didn't wait for him to move. He ran out the door and down the stairs. There had to be some safe haven in this castle, away from that bastard.

Again, the dark-haired prince found himself alone and sad. This couldn't be worth it. None of it. In fact, this wouldn't have happened at all if he wasn't cursed.

Prince Ash found himself in front of a set of double doors. Not caring where they led, he burst through them.

He stopped, marveling at the sight.

It was a garden. With plants of all shapes and sizes. He shut the doors slowly and started down the stairs. Back at he and his mother's palace, they had a garden, too. Just not this big. He looked at all the blossoming flowers. Some were rare, and some he hadn't ever seen before.

Ash, however, was more interested in the creatures.

There were dozens, scampering around the trunks of the trees and running through the flower beds. Some were bird like, with soft, brown feathers. He spotted a few cat and dog like ones as well. Ash had a feeling he might be able to bare being here.

He knelt down beside a particularly strange looking creature that reminded him of a mouse. Except this one was more pointy. With brown tipped ears and brown stripes on its back, red cheeks, and a lightning bolt shaped tail. It didn't see him; it was to preoccupied with an apple.

"So this is a Pikachu..." The prince murmured. At once, the mouse turned around, sparks coming from its cheeks. It stopped, surprised to see an unfamiliar face.

The mouse cocked its head. There weren't usually visitors in the garden. Off limits to anyone but the gardener and the royal family. Not even most esteemed guests were allowed out here. This boy must be special, or extremely brave.

The creature sniffed his hand. Pure. Very pure. That smell only came from the Queen and the Princess. Yes, this boy was different. The Pikachu could smell something else, too. Things that humans could not. Like sadness. This boy reeked of it. About what the sadness was, the monster didn't know. Fear was also hidden in his scent. And he was out of breath. The monster frowned. What had scared him into fleeing into the garden?

Suddenly, the Pikachu's ears perked up. That smell...it was...pure. Not just like the queen and princess pure, but blessed, in a way. It eyed the boy.

He was a blessed child. One of the sacred.

A Mew child.

Ash was surprised when the electric monster started chattering at all of the other monsters in hearing range. He soon found himself surrounded by curious and awed creatures. At first, he was afraid. But these things didn't seem keen on hurting him. In fact, they seemed to be goggling at him in wonder. Had they never seen a human, before?

An old, wizened bird monster came forward. Ash knew from his studies that this was a Pigot. Rare. The bird leaned forward, smelling him. The monster turned back to the other monsters and started talking to them. Ash, of course, couldn't understand it, but it was.

Suddenly, the doors flew open. The monsters and the prince whirled around.

"You little jerk, there you are!" Prince Gary snarled. He had a bruise just below his left eye. The prince stomped towards poor Ash.

The monsters crowded around the younger prince, hissing. Gary eyed them all, eyes narrowing.

"I'll have you know that he's my fiancé." He growled, not sounding happy about it. Reluctantly, the monsters left the smaller prince alone. Ash gulped.

Gary grabbed the boy by his collar. "You do realize no one is allowed out here." Ash shook his head, "No? Too bad. First time here and you've already broken two rules."

"Two?" The younger prince whimpered.

"One, no one in the garden but me and my family, and two," He drew back his hand, "don't make me mad."

Ash flinched and closed his eyes. The blow never came. He cracked one eye open as he felt little caresses on his cheek. Gary was smirking.

"I ought to give you two for flinching, but my father already isn't pleased that we don't get along." He dragged the other boy back into the castle.

Ash tugged himself free and backed away. "W-what did I ever do to you?"

The older prince yawned, looking bored. "Nothing."

"Then why-?"

"Do I hate you? Because I don't like you and I don't want to marry you." Gary frowned, "Not like I have a choice. It's either that or the whole kingdom dies out."

"That's what my mother said." Ash muttered, "Why don't they just get another family to run the kingdom?"

Gary tutted, shaking his head, "You poor, naive little boy. We happen to have royal blood, while as other families don't. Royal blood equals throne. Simple enough?"

Ash sighed. "Yeah, I suppose. And I am not little. Just short." He crossed his arms in a pouting fashion.

"Ah. Well that explains why I thought you weren't of age."

"HEY!"

"Well, it's true. You look younger then you are." Gary admitted.

Ash leaned against the wall, looking depressed. "Gee, thanks."

Gary mimicked his position on the opposite wall. He eyed the boy in front of him. "So, can I ask you something, bride?"

"I am not a girl, and not a bride." Ash hissed.

"Whatever. May I, or not?"

Ash almost said no, but he wasn't a mean person, unfortunately. "Fine. What?"

"Is what my parents told me true? That you're blessed? The last blessed?"

Silence filled the hall. Ash shifted uncomfortably.

"...yes. That's true." The younger boy whispered.

Gary nodded. "I see. I thought so. The Pokemon knew it, too."

Ash looked up, confused. "What do you mean?"

"They could tell. They were protecting you. They can smell it on you." Gary looked at the floor and frowned, "The monsters seem to know more things about us then we do." He looked back at his fiancé, "They consider you to be their last gift from Mew, their goddess."

"The last gift?"

Gary nodded again. "There was only supposed to be one more blessed one. Mew said she wasn't going to spare humans any more pity. We seem it take it for granted in her eyes." His eyes glazed over, "Course, if it wasn't for Missingno, we wouldn't need her pity..."

Ash remembered what he had been taught. "Yeah. That's what made all the queens..."

"...sick. Yes." Gary finished, "Which is why there hasn't been an heir since you came along. You were the last of Mew's pity. Are. Sorry." Gary said, correcting himself.

Ash slide down the wall, pulling one leg to his chest. "S'okay." He sighed, "I really don't like the thought of having someone's kids, though..."

Gary peered at him and offered him the first genuine smile. "I don't blame you. I wouldn't, either."

Ash looked up at the ceiling. "Mom's been telling me it's not bad, but I've been reading..." He trailed off, looking afraid.

The older boy hesitated, then got off his wall and sat beside his fiancé. "Yeah, I know, it's bad." He offered.

"Not just that, but since...I happen to be blessed...no one knows what'll happen with me..." Ash muttered. He frowned. "I don't want to do this."

More silence.

"...You know, what I said earlier, about having a few kids and then killing you, I didn't mean it." Gary said, suddenly. Ash smiled.

"Good. Because I would've strangled you in your sleep while I was pregnant."

They both snickered.

"There you are! We were looking all over for you two!" The two princes' heads snapped up.

Queen Delilah and Queen Joy were making their way down the hall. Both looked equally flustered.

Prince Gary stood to his feet. Ash tried to stand up by himself, but found a hand in his face. His brown eyes traveled up the arm to look into the eyes of his fiancé. He took the hand, blushing a bit. 'In those few minutes, he changed...' The younger thought, looking to his mother.

She stopped, flicking open her lace fan and waving it in her face. "The wedding is planned." She said, smiling. Queen Joy clapped her hands, looking more like her name then she wanted to be.

Gary sighed, bored again. This wedding talk was getting old. He just wanted it to be over and done with. He didn't notice how edgy the two queens looked, or how nervous they seemed.

"When is it?" The older prince drawled.

His mother and Ash's mother eyed each other. They smiled weakly.

"Err...three days from now..."

The two boys blanched. "WHAT?!"

"That soon?!" Gary cried. His hand flew to his hair. Yes, getting it done and over with was in his plan, but not this soon...

Ash seemed more surprised then the older boy. "That's not enough time!" He protested, "Neither of us our going to get it right in three days!"

His mother let out a small sigh. "It is...extremely early, I'll grant you, but..." She turned to the other grand lady as if telling her to finish.

Queen Joy unrolled a piece of parchment. Curious, the two princes moved forward. "I'm afraid that several of the other kingdoms don't want you to marry Prince Ash..."

"Who are we kidding?! This thing is signed by all the other kingdoms!" Gary groaned.

Ash was puzzled. "Why not?"

"They want you for themselves, I'm afraid. This isn't good..." Gary replied, "They're all declaring war on us."

His mother nodded. "I'm afraid so. If we don't get you two married soon, then there isn't a doubt in my mind that we'll be destroyed."

"Wait, why do they all want me?" Ash asked. Gary eyed him, eyebrow raised.

"Same reason we're getting married off: They need heirs."

Ash made a face. "That doesn't sound right..."

Gary snorted. "Course not. That's basically translated to 'They want your ass and uterus and then they will kill you', course it doesn't sound right." Ash glared at him, and Gary whistled innocently and eyed the ceiling.

"Enough of this foolishness. We need to get preparations for the wedding started immediately! Which means you two need to be rehearsed and ready." Queen Joy said briskly.

Queen Delilah smiled. "And we need to get you both fitted for wedding attire." Both princes groaned.

"I hate trying on clothes..." Ash grumbled. Gary made a noise of agreement in his throat.

Their mothers just giggled and dragged them down the hall. As the two ladies were gossiping about plans, Gary and Ash shot looks at each other.

At least they were both not going to enjoy this...