The prince stood on the lavishly decorated dais. The crowd roared and he raised his hand in a placating manner. A hush fellow over the crowd.
"I, Prince Seto Draconi Lustruous Kaiba, firstborn to King Gozaburo D'a Cevil Kaiba, heir of the royal bloodline of Set, haven chosen my Consort: Joseph Wheeler." The crowd erupted into cheers.
After a moment, the blue-eyed prince spoke again. "On the thirty-first of January, two weeks from now, the wedding ceremony will be held." And he turned, ignoring the boisterous chattering of the excited crowd, and exited through a door at back of the dais.
"My Prince!" Seto turned and raised an eyebrow at the short man.
The man, who actually looked more like a young boy, had spiky, multicolored hair and large amethyst eyes.
"Yes?" he asked coolly.
The small teen fidgeted under the chilly, piercing gaze. "You've chosen Joseph as your Consort, my Prince?"
"Yes." Seto turned and began to walk away.
"Wait!"
Seto and looked at the nervous boy. "Yes?" He was tiring of this game. "What do you have to say?"
"I-I am a Seer, my Prince. I have Seen that your Royal Seers will not tell you where Joseph is, my Prince. I can t-tell you where he lives." He blushed and added, "If you want."
The prince stared at the smaller boy for a moment. "Come along," he said, and walked away.
The blonde sighed and sank to the ground. He gingerly touched the rapidly forming bruise on his right cheek and winced.
His old man had a temper and one hell of a punch.
Joey sighed again and looked up into the branches of the tree he was leaning against.
Please . . . "Take me away from here," he whispered. There's nothing for me here.
He inhaled deeply as he felt tears form on his bottom eyelids. He tried to hold them back but they came anyway; large tears rolled down his cheeks.
Joey inhaled again to keep from sobbing. He scrubbed his hands over his reddening cheeks.
"Stupid tears," he mumbled as more fell.
Why do you cry, Golden One? A husky voice whispered.
"Huh?" Joey said, sounding as if he had a cold. He looked around him but saw no one. He shrugged.
I will kiss away your tears, my beautiful puppy, the voice said again.
"Wha? W-who's there? Show yourself!" he cried, his voice catching in his throat.
He gasped as a low growl echoed around him. He turned slowly and whimpered.
A wolf.
And not just any wolf. A humongous wolf. It was the height of Joey's shoulders.
Dark brown fur covered the beast, with the exception of a thin white line starting in between its shoulders to run down the middle of its back and end at the tip of its sleek tail.
Don't look it in the eye, his mind supplied anxiously. But no matter how hard he resisted, he soon found his gaze drifting to that of the beast in front of him.
Amber eyes met intelligent blue and held.
Sleep, my love.
The last thing Joey saw was a large grin on the giant wolf's muzzle.
Then his eyes shut and he was dead to the world.
TBC?
:) I like this one.
Let me know if you want me to continue.
Anyone that reads my other Puppyshipping fic, The Prince and The Pauper, I'm going to be starting on the next CH tonight.
Thank you for reading, please review!
-Eamarat