A/N: Hello! This is a request for sleeping beauty with Katsura and Kagura, comedy and maybe romance? I'm not very good at comedy but I tried what I could. Thank you for reading!

~meowmeow814

Once upon a time, long long ago, King Gorilla and Queen Elizabeth were celebrating the birth of the child that they had long wished for, hoped for, sacrificed countless bananas and flipboards to the gods for. They invited seven fairies, the godparents for the newborn girl.

The first gifted the child with beauty, claiming that she will be only, just slightly of course, uglier than the fairy herself and that she will always be welcomed as a cabaret gal.

The second gifted the child with wit, claiming that she will know the true path to happiness by knowing all the different species of mayonnaise.

The third gifted the child with grace, claiming that she will move with all the grace of strawberry parfait and the sweetness of sugar.

The fourth gifted the child with dance, as was required in Yoshiwara even for the Hyakka.

The fifth gifted the child with song, claiming that she will know the true dictator of the universe as Otsu-chan.

The sixth gifted the child with music, claiming that she will know the true power of cardboard-box-guitar-street-playing and how it is better than Otsu-chan, thus inciting a fandom war in the background.

The seventh withheld his gift, preferring to screw up another fairy's gift later, although preferably the second one.

The eighth fairy, with a lack of presence more so than the fifth fairy and Kuroko combined, was thought to be dead or doing badminton or something and King Gorilla and Queen Elizabeth did not bother sending a letter. In rage, he cursed the child with obsession of anpan and a lifetime of anpan addiction.

The seventh fairy didn't mind screwing up the eighth fairy's curse so his gift became an obsession with tabasco instead, for a lifetime. Queen Elizabeth threw him out before the spell completed.

But anyway the girl, whose name was Zurako, grew day in and day out, becoming the single most beautiful, talented, and sweetest (in many ways) woman in the entire kingdom. Her bellowing laugh drew all the gorillas, far and wide, who admired her gorilla-gorilla ness and karaoking of Otsu-chan. Flashing that glossy black hair, down her back and down her legs, she was every man/ gorilla's happily-ever-after. (...Maybe.)

One day, upon reaching the joyous age of sixteen, Zurako declared herself free and no longer a child. She daringly walked into the pantry that night, when all others were asleep. With a trembling hand, she creaked open one cabinet, the one cabinet that was forbidden to her among all others, the one cabinet that contained the curiosity of a lifetime.

The cabinet of the Anpan.

Clear and smooth, more beautiful than any, every, mother of pearl, lay one, single, anpan. Zurako held it gingerly and the moonlight shone upon it like a magical opal. Her eyes sparkled in enchantment, admiring the perfect roundness, the perfect chestnut color, the perfect softness far greater than any banana she had ever eaten. And then, without heeding all the warnings that she had ever heard, she foolishly took a bite.

She dropped with a flop, the anpan ominously rolling from her hand.

That morning, the castle flew into alarm at the fallen princess until they saw, with horror, the bitten anpan. With a gasp, they fell back until the king and queen themselves flew into the already crowded pantry. They immediately summoned the seventh godparent, who was feeling lazy and so hired the third to go instead.

The third fairy, with a brilliant sense of prophetic powers, solemnly declared that princess Zurako will remain asleep for one hundred years. He proposed that he can put everyone to sleep and preserve them for as long a time so that if she awoke, they would wake up with her. However, unless a prince charming came to give Zurako true love's first kiss, they would all sleep forever. The king and queen quickly conceded to this idea, placing their daughter in the highest room of the highest tower. They then nodded to the fairy.

With a flick of his wand, the third fairy instantly put them into a one hundred year diabetic coma.

He also added some thorny strawberry bushes around the castle to protect it. He then took one last glance at the sleeping castle, the beautiful princess, the now-sacked treasury, and left with a sorrowful sigh. Wishing that there was more than just bananas and flipboards in the treasury.

One hundred years passed. One sunny day, a dashing prince with flaming red manbuns rode up to the castle on his shining white dog-steed. He gazed upon the enormous twining vines with wonder. Without wasting another second, he roared with his umbrella and dashed through the barrier.

He blinked as they magically drew away from him but he continued into the castle. He swarmed up the flights of stairs to highest room of the highest tower. And then at last, he reached it. In a magnificent bed, complete with a silk veil, lay the princess. Prince Charming edged towards the bed, anticipation rising. He drew back the curtains.

Inside was a beautiful raven-haired princess.

The prince slowly closed in on her sleeping face and gently brushed her cold lips.

Instantly, the princess blinked awake, her eyes dazzling warmly. She reached out, a slender and pale hand, towards the prince's cheek.

"Oh my fateful love, so dearly brought forth to me… my heart is only yours." Her finger slid to his mouth before returning and she nibbled on something. "Yes, Anpan, I love you so, how I have missed you."

The prince stared at her blankly, vaguely remembering how his lunch was anpan, before punching her in the face and promptly leaving.