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Okay, I'm going to update to my other story, but I was lost on it, so I just updated to this one. Please understand, but here is another story for your reading pleasures. Okay, here it is.
Max POV:
Fang led me down the stairwell and just went down this long hallway. I was going to his room. To Fang's room. Something inside started to burn and I found myself looking at the floor. What was this? Why am I feeling this way?
"Max, we're here." I look up and...he was right. A large black door with a golden F was in front of us. Wow this was amazing. "Please excuse the mess." For that moment, Fang let go of my hand to grab the handle on the door. Then he pulled it back and, unlike the princess's room, it was black. Black everything. His bed, the curtains, floor, really everything.
I walk in slowly to take in the entire room. The floor was clear, so what mess was he talking about? I wish Lissa's and I room was this clean. The ceiling was so high up that when I looked I could feel myself get dizzy.
"Woooow. This is beautiful. Don't you ever got dizzy?" I was so sucked into this that it didn't hit me at how...childish? Tourist-like I was acting.
"You like it?" I nod vigourously. "Well, that's nice." Fang's touch on my hand startled me for a second. "I'd like you to come sit with me."
"Uh-On your bed?" He looked at me and that accursed smile from before came back.
"What do you think?" When he led me over, I sat slowly before falling right into the softness of his glorious bed. It felt way better than my barrack one. So soft. I wish one these tournaments would make this the prize. I move around a little before finally lying down on the soft cover with my eyes closed. I am actually laying on Fang-the Prince's bed. Who saw this coming?
"Fang?"
"Hmmm?" He sounded close. Too close. I open eyes slowly to find him laying right next to me. "You called?"
"Wha-!" I sprung up so fast. "Wha-? How did you get there without me noticing?! What are you?" Fang smiled and stood up slowly. I don't know why, but this dark surrounding really matched him. Was it the mysterious character? Maybe it was the fact that he actually looked more like a prince of darkness to me. Either way, black was definately something hw should start wearing more than this white royal garment.
"It's really simple. I just layed back and looked at your beautiful face."
"Well, give me a warning next time." I look away from his dark eyes so I can look at the covers. A recent thought came out of nowhere. "Fang, I have a question for you?" Do you really like me? Is it true? Do you?
"Um, I wanted to know if you-."
"Yes?" He was TOO close again. I look up and this guy was right in front of me, looking like he was ready to crawl. His breath actually managed to reach my nose. "You wanted to know I what?" Fang brought one hand forward so he had blocked in on one side.
"I wanted to know if-" Oh no. My heart's beating again! No! Please stop, please stop.
"Yes?" He came closer again. "What is it?"
"I-" I scoot back a little to give myself some sort of imaginary thinking space so I can get the words to come.
"Max." I look to those eyes again and see them come closer. Really close. Fang had me so close I could actually see his pupil in his eyes. Allow me to say, if I haven't said so abotu a hundred times before, Fang's eyes are dark. So saying I could see his pupil would have to mean we were in the "kissing zone".
"Why're you taking so long to ask the quesion?"
"If you'd stop coming over me, I could." So to prove my point, I shuffle my way away from him. With this, I also got a safe distance away. That would be about halfway across this large plain. "Now, Fang, do you-?"
"Oh Max!" Fang literally launched forward and started crawling toward me like an animal. "You look so beautiful right now."
"Get back!" The faster he came forward, the more I moved back. What was wrong with him? Was there something in the food? The wine was tainted? "Fang, stay back." By the time that came, he literally had my back against the wall with no escape. "Fang." He had stopped then. Only his eyes were on me.
"What did you want to ask?" Right now Fang seemed so...calm. Just a moment ago he was a crazed bull. What WAS wrong with him?
"Fang, you-" His soft hand went right over my cheek. "Um-" How did a simple caress make me forget my thought?
"Yes?"
"Do you- do you like me?" Fang's hand fell as his eyes searched mine.
"I wouldn't be surprised if Angel and Nudge told you." I nod. "I knew it. It's true, though." His hand was back on me. "I do..like you, Max. That I am very sure I do." Those words. I would've never thought I'd hear anyone say that. Let alone a prince. This was crazy. Fang actually likes me.
"Are you at a lost for words?"
"No. Now tell me about the princess? What happened to her?" This really seemed to ruin the moment for him.
"Wow. It seems like you run on a one track mind sometimes, Maximum." Ughhh. I didn't like how he just said my full name like that. Ewww, it made him sound like such...a royal. Fang backed away and sprawled his body out beside me. Except one hand didn't seem like it was ready to leave me yet; it still lingered on my waist.
"Well, to put it as bluntly and quickly as I can-"
"No. I want to hear the entire story. Everything." Fang looked at me for a second and then looked down.
"Alright then, I guess. About ten years ago, when I was much younger, there was an original four member royal family. Me, the queen, father, and, at that time, the princess Alesia. Back then my father actually ruled the kingdom. Much more than he does now, as you saw at dinner with my mother, because back then the king was actually, how shall I say, happy. He was well used to ruling the throne because of one thing. And it wasn't the kingdom or its population of people. It was for my and my older sister's sake that he ruled the kingdom valiantly. We were what really kept him running. But, you see the king was not only a great leader, but a boaster as well. With every sucess there was celebration and he would show us off like we were some sort of trophies of some sort. I'm not sure how, but one night after my father had wrapped a ceremony Alesia went missing."
Fang brought his head down on my side. "Nobody knew where she was until the next morning. For some reason there was a letter in the rosebush by her room saying 'We have your pride and joy. now give us your riches if you ever want to see her again.' Belive it or not, our father actually tried to look for the men that look her. It was weeks, even months."
"Did you find her?" By the look on his face and the push from common sense, I could tell that my anwser was obvious.
"No, he didn't. We still haven't found her, but since it's been so many years my father had already assumed she's dead. At the realizing of that, he found some sort of way to coax by being with children. Mostly me, until I got tired of seeing him all the time. That was when he found the others all together by the castle gates begging for food. I guess it all came back to him trying to deal with his so-called dead daughter."
I look at Fang as his head lowers and rests near my hip. I felt so bad for him. I never thought I feel that way toward a royal at all. Especially them. I mean, we fight to the death for their amusement. How was I supposed to know that the reason a princess was never breeded because the past one has been declared dead by her own father.
"Fang?"
"Hmm?" I broguht my hand forward and rested it on his head. my fingers just moved themselves through.
"I'm sorry."
"For what?" I stop suddenly.
"I-I don't know." He readjusted himself so his head was on my stomach once again.
"Don't feel sorry for me." Too late for that. "I've moved on." His hand slowly moved over one of mine, squeezing it. "I have."
"Okay." I take a little second to comb my fingers through his hair. A small moan came. But that didn't affect me. Sympathy was occuping my mind right now.
"But since you brought that cruel up again, you have ruined my mood. Now you have to do something to make me feel better."
"Um, I don't think so."
"Please." Fang looked up. "You made me relive that terrible memory." Man, now I really feel bad.
"Alright. What do I have to do?" He smirked.
"Nothing much. Just sleep with me."
"Wha-What!?" He sighed quickly.
"Not that. Let me rephrase it. I want you to sleep BESIDE me. That better?" I look to his face. "Please Max." This was not what I saw coming. Ohhhh, I am so glad I came.
"Well,-"
"We won't do anything." I nod. "Great." Fang sits up and goes to the other side of the room. I'm sleeping with him? No! Sleeping BESIDE him. He comes back and gets under the covers. I just followed.
"Thank you, Max." I nod again while I turn on my side. Facing away from him. But even by turning away he just came over and wrapped his arms around me. "Don't try to run away me anymore." I don't push away at all. I just...melt. I let his arms hold me close to him and keep me there. Stangely, something was wrong with him. Oh right. Even if it was just a way to get me in his bed, I really did bring something dark from his past. It-only makes sense, right?
"Good night, Max." I wait a second.
"Good night."
That's all. Did you like this? Awww, so much Fax! Now everybody knows what happened to the princess. She is "dead". Please reveiw if you'd like, I'd love to see what you have to say. Well, like I 've been saying, I'll update whenever I can.