Beauty and the Rabbit 2
Well this chapter was a pain-in-the-ass to write. I blame the fact that this is my least favorite part of the story. That and its hard to eat a jaw breaker and type at the same time. The bloody taste in my mouth is helping...Anyway yeah this chapter is my least favorite. So much so that I don't even have it all written out on paper. I am just going to type it out as it comes to me. And again, THANK YOU ALL SO MUCH FOR REVIEWING! To find out that some of my favorite authors actually like my stuff...heck just finding out that people in general like the crap I write...It just gives me this warm and fuzzy feeling inside. Does that sound corny? Oh well, what's life without a little corniness? Well I'm blabbing now so...Enjoy the chapter!
P.S. I will not be including the unrequited love, k'? Special thanks to all the people that submitted their opinion on that. I'm glad I don't have to put that in here, cause then it'd be an even bigger pain-in-the-ass and probably wouldn't have gotten done until tomorrow.
Takahiro made his way home sadly. The letter had been a fraud, he was sure of that. He had burst through the doors of the local Chandler (dock offices) and made a fool of himself by requestin a ship that didn't even exist. Worst of all, he hadn't been able to get Misaki the rose he'd wanted. He let out a sigh and slumped in the saddle, letting the horse continue at a sluggish pace. He was in no hurry to get home. The sounds of the forest were hypnotic and lulling, and Takahiro was just nodding off when the horse came to a sudden stop. (yes it is possible to fall asleep on a horse. Believe me, I've done it.)
Takahiro looked up and his jaw dropped. The horse was stopped in front of a huge golden gate. Beyond the gate, he could see an impressive castle of white marble. Takahiro hadn't noticed the encroaching darkness, but even so the gate still seemed to glow in the growing darkness. Takahiro wondered whether or not he should make camp near the castle when the gate swung silently open. He paused for a moment before urging the horse foreward. When Takahiro reached the front doors, he tied the horse to a ring embedded in the white marble wall and walked up the large marble steps. He tried to nock on the heavy oak doors, but the door opened at his slightest touch. It swung foreward with a slight creak and Takahiro peered in.
"Hello?" He called. No answer. Takahiro pushed the door open wider and stepped inside. He thought he felt someone watching him, but he couldn't see anyone. He heard the clink of china and saw a soft yellow glow, like fire light, through a crack under a door just off the large room. At least, he thought it was a large room. He couldn't really see. What little light there was coming through the windows was the cold, steely grey you get when the sun had set but the stars hadn't come out yet. Takahiro hurried quickly to the little line of light, the darkness starting to scare him a little.
He pushed the door open. It opened into a large kitchen. Takahiro looked around, to see if there were any other people in the room with him. There weren't. 'But I could have sworn I heard people in here. Someone had to have set the table.' He thought, noticing the set place at the island in the middle of the room. There was only one setting and next to it was a folded piece of paper. Takahiro walked over and picked up the note.
It read:
"To our dear guest; This food is for you. If you chose to spend the night, your room is through the door in front of you, up the stairs, and at the end of the hall, fourth door on the right. You may wander about the castle, but stay away from the ninth floor."
The note was not signed. Takahiro shrugged and sat down and began to eat.
When he'd finished, Takahiro headed upstairs. He'd left the horse enough slack to lay down or move farther out to get grass, so that was taken care of. He quickly found his room and his jaw dropped for the second time tonight. The room was HUGE! Takahiro was sure his whole house could fit in this one room. The floor was covered in a thick carpet and there was a large four poster bed in the corner. A large wardrobe and vanity stood side by side on the south wall. The walls were painted a light lime green, the same color as the carpet. Takahiro walked over to the bed, half expecting to sink in up to his knees in the thick carpet, and fell more than sat on the huge bed. He fell back, suddenly feeling tired. He didn't even bother to kick off his shoes before falling into a deep sleep.
Takahiro awoke the next morning feeling utterly confused. 'Where the hell am I?' He thought when he noticed where he was. Then the previous day came rushing back to him. Takahiro sighed. "I guess I should get going."
Takahiro stood and made the bed. He walked back to the kitchen, surprised to see a plate of French Toast set in his place from last night. (yeah I know, French Toast. Real original. Especially since the original story is set in France. It was the first thing I could think of.) Takahiro nervously sat down and ate, hurrying so he could leave. He hadn't seen anyone in the creepy castle since he'd come and the way everything seemed to be ready for him was beginning to scare him. When he finished, he hurried out and barely noticed the size of the front room. He rushed over to where he'd tied up the horse last night and quickly untied him and swung into the saddle. He turned the horse around and started down the cobblestone path that led back to the gate. As Takahiro neared the gate, he noticed something he hadn't the night before. The path was lined with rose bushes of every color. They were in full bloom and that suddenly gave Takahiro an idea.
He pulled back on the reigns to stop the horse and jumped down. Takahiro took the horses reigns in hand and walked over to one of the red rose bushes. He looped the horses reigns around his wrist and plucked one of the beautiful flowers.
"And just what do you think you are doing?" The cold voice cut through him like a knife. He whirled around and saw a young man, probably about his age, standing behind him, his lilac eyes shooting daggers. The young man was dressed almost like a prince, but not quite as gaudy.
"I'm sorry! I was just getting a rose for my brother!" Takahiro gulped when the man's hard eyes did not soften.
"Tell me why I shouldn't throw you in the dungeon for stealing."
Takahiro floundered around in his head for some excuse. "Because I have to get back to my brother." It was supposed to be a statement, but it sounded more like a question to Takahiro. "He'll be worried if I'm gone to long. He's such an innocent boy..." Takahiro hadn't meant to say that last part, it'd just sort of...slipped out.
The young man's eyebrow arched. "Your brother?" He murmured softly, mostly to himself. "Fine," He said louder, talking directly to Takahiro. "Take the rose. But in return, you must bring your brother here, where he will remain for the next year." Takahiro took a step back, the man's words not fully hitting him. "I said go!" The man shouted. Takahiro jumped back on his horse and tore out of the open gate.
'Perhaps this man's brother is the key to my release.' The young prince thought as he slowly turned and walked back into the large castle.
Phew! I was right! This chapter was a pain-in-the-ass to write! But now it's finally over and I can get on to the fun part, Misaki meets Usagi-san! (if you didn't know that was the prince, I pity you.) Now I know that Usagi (as the Beast) is supposed to be all mean and such when Misaki arrives, but I want him to be nice and sweet (OOC I know but hey, it's my story so I'll do what I want) The whole rose scene is not from the Disney version, as I told you not all of this would be from that, and belongs (I think) to the amazing Devdasi from an amazing site called (if you like fan made yaoi, especially cross dressing magic boys, I suggest you go visit her.) She put something up a while ago, right now it would be under The Nightingale, but it's actually a whole bunch of fairy tales turned yaoi (no I am not stealing her ideas so don't think that) Her ver. is called Beau and the Beast and is amazing and since I don't like the Disney ver of this scene, I decide to use her's. (I don't specificaly have her permission so if you love me, you won't tell her.) Oh and if your wondering why I put a time limit on how long Misaki would be staying at the castle, it's because Usagi will die if he doesn't fall in love and earn love in return by his 21st birthday, and that's only a year away, so why would Misaki stay longer than the year? Plus I wanted to change it up a bit... ANOTHER HUUUUUUUUGGGGGEEEEEE THANK YOU GOES OUT TO ALL THE PEOPLE THAT TOOK TIME OUT OF THEIR BUSY (or if your like me, not busy at all but I still thank you) LIVES AND SCHEDULES TO TAKE THIS SMALL LOOK INTO THE CRAZINESS OF MY MIND! YOU ARE ALL AMAZING AND I HOPE YOU CONTINUE TO ENJOY READING THIS AS MUCH AS I ENJOY WRITING!