Consider this a . . . prologue ;D The two don't really interact yet, its more background stuff I guess. But I hope you enjoy it~
Tonight would make the 22nd night, wouldn't it? Kurogane thought, staring at his high gray ceiling. The bed he was laying on was rather large even for someone as tall as him, but everything in the palace was extravagant and larger then it needed to be. The dinner table could seat about fifty people when less then ten sat there every night, and the ceilings were raised so high even a giant could fit through. Twenty-two already…
"What a fool," he mumbled, "waiting for someone he hardly knows."
It was only a few weeks ago that the King, Kurogane's father, had thrown a coming-of-age party for Kurogane. He'd noticed one of the guards peering at him every so often, but he had thought those ice blue eyes were full of envy. Most of the looks he got were full of jealousy of the life he had, the riches and power he possessed.
A few days afterwards, the guard with the blue eyes had approached him, rambling on a confession. A love confession. Kurogane had been surprised that he was serious, yet somehow slightly intrigued. What intrigued him, he was still trying to figure out. Yet he made a deal:
"If you can wait 100 days and 100 nights outside my window, on the 100th night, I'll be yours."
Kurogane forgot why he made the promise in the first place. Most likely, it was because he thought no one would be stupid enough to wait that long. If he were given the same task, he would give up.
But tonight marked the 22nd night, and the guard with the blue eyes was still out there.
Eighty-eight more days to go… he thought. I'd like to see how long this game will last.
Yet he hadn't even learned until recently what the guard's name was.
"Fai D. Flourite had been off his post lately," the King said on the 16th night, as they ate dinner.
Kurogane vaguely remembered the blonde guard; sometimes he'd greet him as he left the castle. And where else had he seen him before…? He couldn't remember right now. He'd also seen Fai chatting with the other guards sometimes, and recalled that he was always smiling.
Like a fool.
Kurogane sat up on his gray bed and ran his fingers through his hair. He closed his eyes, wondering why he was thinking about such foolish things, yet at the same time he also felt foolish for misinterpreting Fai's gaze that day. Everyone always told him they were envious of his grandiose lifestyle, of the power he, the Prince, had. He'd just assumed a poor, petty guard felt the same.
Or didn't he?
He'd said he loved him, but was he really after the money, the luxuries, the attention, just like everyone else? He didn't doubt it.
Slowly he pulled on his curtain ever so slightly so he could take a peek and see if Fai was still there. He hoped the blonde guard couldn't see him.
But Fai was still there, a grasshopper perched on his finger and a lonely smile drawn on his face.
He's here again. That sorrowful fool.
Yay! End of Chapter 1/Prologue~ Enjoyed? Disliked? Thought it was boring? Thought it was amazing? All reviews welcome! Chapter 2 will be up . . . eventually.