Seems I'm having better luck with Rayearth stories than anything else. LOL. Sorry Quest for the Ardoneh is coming along so slowly. I'll have it updated as soon as possible. Please be patient, my busy/ hellish summer has already taken two days out of my week and I'll be gone for two weeks here soon. Sorry : ( And um... some people may not like the turns this story will take. In response to how many chapters this will be, I don't know but I'm guessing about 10 actual chapters with the jounals in between. Brownie points to who finds out how they is relivant first! Good luck! I won't be giving any gimme clues : P
Disclaimer: I do not own MKR or Rayearth whichever you want to call it. If I did... well, I just hope I'd be able to keep up the intensity on my stories.
Chapter 2: Blossoms by the Carnival Candles
"No lady Umi," Hikaru protested. "I cannot wear your gown for the masquerade! I'm... I'm not even planning on being there."
"What?!" Fuu gasped. "But won't Lantis be there?"
Hikaru nodded.
Umi squinted her eyes and tossed the gown on the bed. Hands on her hips, she advanced toward Hikaru. "Okay Hikaru, tell me. Something's wrong with you tonight."
"No," Hikaru said with a shrug. "I just... I don't feel like serving drinks all night."
"Are you afraid no one will dance with you?" Fuu asked. "Even though Lantis will be here tonight, I know that because he's... and you're uh..."
"Because of our status it's forbidden," Hikaru mocked. "Yes I know."
"Then why aren't you going? It's not like you let your "social status" stop you from seeing each other in the past," Umi quipped.
"Yeah but..." Hikaru could feel the nervousness knot her insides until she felt a sharp pain behind her ribcage. She winced and grabbed her side as she leaned against the wall. "And..."
Fuu slowly stood as the color washed out of Hikaru's face. Umi's eyes swirled in worry.
"And..." Hikaru began again, trying to block the oncoming nausea. "I'm not... urp!" Her hand flew to her mouth as her arm wrapped around her middle. Hand still over her mouth, she groped for the doorknob then sprinted for the nearest balcony. Hopefully no one would be under her which was unlikely since the guests were now arriving.
Before picking up her dress, Umi grabbed Fuu's frail arm and pulled her out into the hall. "See if the Councilman's here yet. If he is bring him to the pantry. I'll have Hikaru there and waiting. Don't say anything to anybody else!"
Without waiting for a reply, Umi collected the trailing fabric of her gown and trotted after Hikaru. Fuu let out a sigh of reluctance. "She's never this compassionate... why can't she go get the Councilman?" Then with another sigh, she turned and glided down the hall. "So only because I am the Prince's fiancé can I be fashionably late? That is so like you Umi."
Clef and Lantis watched for a moment as their horses were taken off to the stables to be unbridled and brushed. Lantis pulled out his tarnished lion mask he had used for the last masquerade and walked up the steps while Clef stood looking at his polished wolf mask. What's the point of even wearing a mask? At this point everyone knows who the others are since everyone always wears the same damn thing every time.
"Clef?" Lantis said from a few steps ahead. "Are you still planning to go?"
Clef let a small smile play on his lips. He knew how badly Lantis wanted to go and see Hikaru. It was for Lantis that Clef always accepted Lord Ryuuzaki's invitations. At least this way Lantis and Hikaru could be in the same vicinity legally. He closed his eyes and tied the embroidered navy ribbons behind his head. "It might seem odd if I did not show though my guest did."
Lantis knew immediately that Clef didn't want to set foot inside the estate. Their nightly conversations and experienced had, and always would be, completely opposite. While Lantis was in his own little world Clef would be constantly cornered by politicians wanting to know the public view of the government. None of which questions Clef ever could, or cared to, answer. Due to the image of a lowly stature, the maidens would avoid him. Then with the aristocrats and politicians clinging to him like hair on a dog, Clef would have to be constantly on guard. One mistake and he could easily lose his position.
"Don't worry Clef," Lantis said with a friendly smile. "Things will be different tonight. Just give it one hour. If nothing out of the ordinary happens before then, Hikaru and I shall simply have to steal you away."
Clef chuckled, "In an hour's time I plan on being too drunk for the politician's questions."
Lantis laughed at Clef's blatant lie.
"Councilman!" a voice called from Clef's right.
"Ah... milady," Clef said with a bow. "And how are you this evening?"
"Well, councilman, well, though I must speak with you privately," Fuu said impatiently.
"Oh yes?"
"Follow me," she ordered. To Lantis: "You may go on in."
She grabbed Clef's arm and rushed him in the manner, through the thickening crowds, and down a secluded corridor.
"May I ask where we are going?"
"Here," Fuu said tersely as she threw back the door to the kitchen and pulled Clef back to the pantry in the far corner. There Hikaru laid on her side, alone, with an incense bowl fuming beside her. "I should have known Umi would have left her alone here."
"What is wrong with her?" Clef asked, pulling away from Fuu and kneeling beside Hikaru. He rolled her on her back, despite her groans, and felt her forehead. "No fever..." he muttered to himself then continued down his own checklist: pulse, pupil dilation, breathing, etc.
"She said she wasn't feeling well."
"I can see that," Clef said blankly, speaking more to himself. "But what I can't see, is any reason for her to be like this. Unless..." His face twisted in confusion as he sniffed the air. He pointed at the incense bowl, "What is this?"
"I don't know?"
He took another whiff then batted it against the wall. "No wonder!"
"What?"
"Triethol leaves when crushed can heal grave wounds but when burned the fumes are more like a tranquilizer."
"Will she be okay?"
"We'll see if we need to use a medicinal herb or not. We'll give her a few minutes." He turned to Fuu, "Meanwhile I would like you to return to the masquerade. I'm sure the Prince will be arriving soon."
Fuu nodded then swept out of the room.
"I'm... sorry..." Hikaru wheezed. "I... didn't...."
He placed two fingers to her lips, "Shhh... rest easy. It'll be alright. I'll look after you until you get better."
"Is Lantis here?"
He nodded.
"Where is he?"
"I'll get him here soon. But first tell me, when did you start feeling ill?"
"Late last night... early this morning..."
Clef nodded. "That would be about right then."
"What?"
"You're pregnant Hikaru."
Whatever color was left in Hikaru's face vanished and she fainted.
"Why can't I have that affect on other women?" Clef kidded to himself.
Lantis continued to watch the kitchen door for any signs of Hikaru. Going into the kitchens in search of wouldn't be a good idea. But this waiting was driving him berserk! He and Hikaru had already made plans for tonight, where they would be... what they would be doing. They only had one hour before his promise to Clef would come into effect and Lantis planned to make that time alone a moment to remember forever.
He put his hand in his pocket; nothing there. Oh shit! He reached in his other pocket; same thing, nothing. Dammit! Where is it?! His hand came up to rest over his breast pocket. He let out an inward sigh of relief. There it is...
He glanced back at the kitchen to see a man carrying a small childlike figure. He didn't think anything of it then the details of the man and woman's features came into focus. "Clef!" he cried. Everyone went quiet and all eyes stared at Lantis.
Clef didn't stop. He paused to pull Hikaru up higher in his arms so her head could rest on his shoulder then headed for the door.
"Wait!" Lantis cried as he pushed his way through the crowd until it parted and he ran full force. "Clef! Where are you taking Hikaru?!"
Clef set an angry light in his eyes and turned away from Lantis.
Lantis grabbed Clef's arm and repeated firmly, "Where are you taking Hikaru?"
"You mean you know this harlot?"
"WHAT?!! HARLOT?!!!"
"Well, what else would you call a woman who disappears from her duties venturing for physical pleasure only to end up in the pantry of her lord, sick?!"
"A woman who has seen her lover on more than one occasion."
"Yes... well, the lecher better pray I ne'er find him."
Lantis watched Clef turn toward the door then his eyes fell on Hikaru's pale face. "So why are you searching outside these walls?"
Clef turned and stared at Lantis in dread.
"The man you seek is here now."
"When did you last see him?" Clef asked, his nervousness growing.
"Whenever the last time I looked in the mirror was..." Lantis replied quietly.
"I didn't... hear you... what?"
Lantis drew a deep breath and lifted his head to call to the ceiling, "I am the lecher!"
Gasps echoed through the hall. Umi, who was already dinning with her father and the aristocrats at the far end of the lavish corridor, nearly dropped her fork. Her eyes remained fixed on her plate but, through the corner of her eye, she saw her father rise from his seat. "Is this true?" Ryuuzaki called.
Lantis turned and took off his mask. "Yes," he replied as he bowed his head.
Ryuuzaki sighed heavily and hung his head. "Then neither Clef nor I have any choice."
"Allow me to take Hikaru's hand in mine!" Lantis called hastily.
More gasps came.
"What?!" Ryuuzaki exclaimed.
"Technically," Clef began. "It is possible. If, when Hikaru wakes, she also agrees to the wedlock then both will be excused. But! You, my lord, must also agree to turn responsibility of Hikaru's well-being over Lantis. Under which statement she will no longer be regarded as a servant, but as a free woman who, is indeed, acting on her own free will."
Lantis turned to Clef, a grateful smile on his face. "Councilman, I..."
"This does not mean I will let you out of my sights," Clef warned. "As I recall, this isn't the first affair you've had."
Lantis's eyes turned dark and cold. "Hikaru is the only one I have allowed in my heart or taken into my bed councilman," he growled. "And I see no room for anyone else in either respect."
Clef slowly knelt on one knee and cradled Hikaru's head in the crook of his arm. He removed his hand from under her knees and brought it over her face. "Then let us see what Hikaru has to say."
With so much riding on one word from someone, any normal man would have been sweating profusely and panting laboriously to keep his heart rate in check. Though at that moment, Lantis felt more connected to Hikaru than any moment he thought they would ever share. Still he found his mind analyzing the situation; just something he was trained to do. Even if for some reason Hikaru would wish to reject him, her kind heart would not let the system sentence him to either castration or prison. She would let him take her hand and join him under his roof and in his bed. Either way, if Hikaru didn't love him then, he would strive more than ever to win her heart. But every part of him knew, she loved him as fiercely as he loved her, maybe more.
The blue light shimmered on the sweat still clinging to Hikaru's brow. Her eyelids quivered then opened sleepily. Clef quelled the light raining from his hand to brush her sweat soddened bangs from her forehead. "Hikaru?" he said gently. "Hikaru?"
"Clef?" she replied in a whisper. Her eyes locked onto his then her peripheral vision kicked in. White gleams from the chandeliers overhead betrayed the lavish silver architecture of the hall. Her ears picked up the quiet murmuring of guests from nearby tables. She slowly turned her head to look at them. Her eyes shot wide in fright and she bolted upright. "How did I get here?" She jumped to her feet. She wasn't dressed properly to be in the festivities yet. Every nerve told her to sprint to the kitchen and cover her ears from the haunting laughter that would follow. But no such sound came and her feet refused to move when Clef took a ginger hold on her arm.
"It's okay Hikaru," he said. "You are in no trouble." He sighed, "Though I fear Lantis may be."
"What's happened?" she demanded, taking hold of Clef's shoulders. "Is he okay? Where is he?! Talk to me councilman!"
"He's well," he said in a soothing tone. Hikaru quieted in her usual response to his voice. "And it seems that his fate now rests with you."
"With me? What do I have to do? I'll do anything! Just so long as he stays safe."
"Then you must save him from an accusation. It is now known that you are with child Hikaru. All in this hall know." Hikaru didn't waver, she simply stared at Clef then nodded for him to continue. "Lantis has come forth to expose himself. He has been labeled as a lecher."
"By who?!"
"By Cephirian law which you know I am bound to."
"Then-" she stopped and Lantis felt himself swelter in the silence. Did she really...? Would she reject him? His face paled as his heartbeat raced. Hikaru turned away from Clef and took a few steps toward him before she stopped; head bowed, hands folded over her heart. Then she stepped around him and walked on. Lantis looked at Clef who was just as awestruck. This hadn't been part of the plan and they both knew it.
Hikaru had no doubt about what she would do. She was, after all, pregnant and every child needs a father. Just the same as she needed a man. There was just one thing that needed to be done before she could ask Clef to bind them and fulfill her heart's desire, which she knew that due to his status in society he was perfectly capable of doing. She had to ask her Lord to end her servitude.
Lantis stood frozen while Clef watched Hikaru through the tables to the slightly raised platform where Ryuuzaki dined. Clef acquired a look like he was on the brink of figuring it all out. Lantis watched with dying hope for some sign. Clef let his head hang and sighed in relief. He looked back up at Hikaru and Lantis felt himself relax. Clef's eyes were the same as they had been before Hikaru pulled away. Meaning only one thing, everything was back on track.
Ryuuzaki rose out of his chair as Hikaru approached and met her halfway. She genuflected before him.
"Rise," Ryuuzaki said before Hikaru began. She still had no choice but to obey. "I know what you would ask..." he paused as she regained her feet, "but it is not mine to give."
"Pardon milord?" Hikaru asked, on the edge of tears. If her Lord wasn't the one she had to consult then who was?!
"I house no servants here Hikaru. You were never bound to servitude."
"But..." Hikaru reluctantly raised a hand and gestured to the red jewel in Ryuuzaki's sweeping shoulder collar. "Did that gem not signal-"
"This?" Ryuuzaki asked as he plucked the gem from its socket. He closed it in a fist. Red light blazed in the enclosed space as if threatening to burn his hand to ashes. His hand uncurled and light shot up to the ceiling, mocking a fiery sunset. Hikaru gasped as Ryuuzaki placed the glittering red rose in her hair. She felt different. Her coarse servant clothes felt soft and... vacant. She looked down and nearly cried out in sheer glee to find herself in a scarlet evening gown. "That gem was merely to establish me as your protector. The councilman requested a favor," he smiled and wrapped Hikaru's arm around his. "Once I saw you... I could not say no. So I agreed to take you in... until you thought it time to feather your own nest." His smile broadened as he unwound her arm and interweaved her fingers with Lantis's. She looked up and gazed with smiling eyes into his. "Will you save this man from the cruel consequences of the accusations against him?"
"Yes, and a thousand times more."
"Then it is done."
"Not quite," Clef added. He nodded to Lantis who reached in his breast pocket, eyes never breaking contact.
"True," Ryuuzaki said. He spoke now only to Clef as if in private. "The night is still young." They began to make their way back to Ryuuzaki's table. "And some brazen boy may seek to steal her away."
Clef peered over his shoulder and smiled as Lantis slid the ring on Hikaru's finger. "Not to worry my lord. Everything has been well taken care of."
The music began almost immediately after Lantis slipped Hikaru's ring on her finger and the dance floor became a swirling rainbow of vivid colors from the women's evening gowns. Lantis and Hikaru also joined, but they allowed the crowd to dance around them as they moved slowly round-and-round each other. Though the floor was cluttered, Ryuuzaki and Clef found it easy to pass through. The two men walked in silence, each wearing a proud smile from a plan well played out. Now I only have one more miracle for tonight. Ryuuzaki thought to himself as he looked up at his daughter.
Umi sat quietly beside the Chancellor who had been trying for trivial conversation ever since their paths had crossed. She pretended to pay more attention to the servants around the table, supervising their actions. Eagle simply tried to think of something either witty or flattering to say. Though Umi had proven more than capable of forcing him to hold his tongue. She knew that a man's image, especially someone of Eagle's rank, was more important than conversation. To be outwitted by one of the Ryuuzaki clan did not appear to be such an insult, but to Eagle, simply being outsmarted was sheer torture.
With dinner nearly done, Eagle finally popped a question that Umi could not turn down for etiquette sake: "Would you care to dance?"
"I suppose," she said as she rose. "Should I sit a moment longer I fear my feet would turn to lead before they ever saw the dance floor."
"One so light of foot as you?"
"Tell me Chancellor. Am I to lead or will you be one of the few men who does?"
Eagle clenched his jaw. Why must she be so contrary?! "Which would you prefer?"
Ryuuzaki and Clef stepped aside to let Eagle and Umi pass. Ryuuzaki placed a hand on Clef's shoulder. "Never have I seen you join the festivities councilman. Is there no maiden in Cephiro whom you would dance with?"
"I am sure there is milord. I have simply yet to find her."
"Ah... then my suggestion to you," he paused to turn Clef toward the tables on their right. "Find a lone woman to enter the next dance with then simply work your way around until you have met everyone here."
"I doubt I shall find this lone woman you speak of," Clef replied as he pulled the wolf mask down over his eyes.
"Then may I ask a favor of you for my daughter?" He nodded toward where Umi and Eagle danced. "I believe Umi has suffered the Chancellor's company long enough. Do see if you can spirit her away from him if but for a short while."
"As you wish."
Ryuuzaki smiled as he watched Clef find a woman sitting alone and invite her to dance. Just as they reached the floor the song ended and another began, just as Ryuuzaki had planned. The next dance would ensure that partners were switched at least five times. Ryuuzaki walked to his seat at the table, sat down, and waited for events to unfold.
The woman Clef had found was almost painfully coy. The only thing she said the entire time was: "I never imagined I'd ever dance with anyone other than my brother." Then as much as Clef tried to make small conversation she blushed as her only response and cast her eyes away. He was almost glad when it came time to exchange partners. His next partner, the one after that, then the one after that seemed no different than the one before; all quiet and shy.
Then finally, on the last exchange, Clef got unbelievably lucky. He didn't know who's hand he had in his until the woman spoke in exasperation: "Please forgive my rudeness in saying so, but I pray that you are far better than my former partner for four times now."
"I shall try not to disappoint you milady Umi."
"Councilman?!" she said, almost in delight. She took her hand from his and pushed his mask back over his forehead. "It is you. I was meaning to speak with you... but not here."
He removed his hand from her waist and offered her his arm. "Perhaps somewhere where we may get a breath of fresh air then?"
"Yes," she said with a smile. "That would do nicely."
Clef lead her out into the gardens much to the pleasure of her father then collected two drinks from an outside servant and handed one to Umi.
"Thank you," she said with a sigh then took a long drink.
"I hope things have not been too strenuous for you milady."
"Only as strenuous as they have always been."
There was a troublesome silence when Clef finally asked: "I have yet to see the fountain gardens of your father's estate. Would you mind a venture?"
Her eyes lit up. "Not at all." She smiled and took his arm again, "This way councilman."
"Please milady, Clef will suffice."
She smiled, "And Umi is all I wish to be called by now." She suddenly closed her eyes and drew a long, slow breath. "There it is," she said softly.
Clef could already hear the fountains but didn't expect an ambrosial, almost intoxicating fragrance to greet him as well.
Umi shook off the fragrance first. "I meant to ask you if what my father said is true."
"Hm?"
"He said you planned the whole scene, that you and Lantis practically had a script to go by."
"What exactly are you asking?"
"Did you plan for Lantis to take Hikaru's hand? Was that your doing?"
"Not solely, Lord Ryuuzaki was a tremendous asset in the scheme of things. Though, yes, it was I who brought the affair between Lantis and Hikaru to his attention. Also, I made it look so I would be the one at fault since it was I who put Lantis in charge of Hikaru's keeping."
"I see... and so after that, you confided in my father to ensure Hikaru wouldn't be punished."
"Exactly."
"How long has this been going on?"
"Nearly half a year now I suppose."
"Half a year?!"
"I suppose," Clef repeated. "That was when I found out that their relationship had escalated to the physical level."
"But... in half a year-"
"I made sure to keep Lantis busy though did not deny them each other's company completely. When the two of them were together I simply made sure that little attention was drawn to them."
"You have been watching out for them the entire time?"
"I owe Lantis too many favors for me to repay in this lifetime. I just thought this would be a start."
"You're not just saying this to impress me are you?"
"No."
"You have absolutely no intention of lulling me with tall tales?"
"No."
"Then what are your intentions?"
"To get to know you a little better. That's all."
"No greater intentions?"
"No."
Umi couldn't believe it. No man she had ever met before passed up an opportunity to flatter her with flowery speech or astound her with tales of bravery. And never had any man told her a story such as this. But what might have been the best part, she knew Clef was telling the truth! She had never been exposed to this type before. To be honest with herself, Umi was about to give up on finding anyone different from your everyday aristocrat. And no way could anyone of status ever be carved from a different mold than the others. At least... so she thought.
For the longest time not a word was spoken between the two. Clef found himself staring endlessly into her eyes, seeing the side of her he always wanted to know, but never could. I must never forget this face. He saw, but didn't watch, the dewdrops glittering in the petals of the white roses behind her head. He wondered what the dark blue edges of their petals would look like against the shade of blue in her hair. He set his glass down on a nearby fountain ledge then stood directly in front of her and reached around, over her shoulders, to coax two roses from the bush. He tucked one in the silver tiara holding her hair on top of her head and brought the other to rest below her nose. She cupped it in her hands while she drew in a deep breath then took the thornless stem from his hand. Brushing it down the side of his cheek she slipped it into an opening in his evening jacket. He didn't seem to react to how close she came while her fingers worked. She paused for a moment as a slight shiver ran down her spine. Then the rose's scent caught her again and she leaned in, resting both hands on his chest, as she smelled the rose she had just pinned to him. He, in turn, leaned down and breathed in the scent of the rose in her hair. His hands came to rest on her shoulders then slid slowly up and down her arms to chase away the chill. Finally, she looked up. Their eyes met and she found herself drawn into an eternal mixture of emotions in his eyes. So many thoughts ran through his mind, hidden desires came forth to expose themselves. But he proved himself to be the gentleman, letting her lead.
"We never finished our dance did we?" she asked. What kind of question was that?! Dancing at a moment like that? What was she thinking?!
A smile graced his lips, "No, we didn't." Much to her disappointment, he pulled her left hand from his chest and held it gingerly in his while his other hand rested lightly on her waist. The space between them, however, did not change, even as Umi reached down to find the loop that would hold the trailing fabric of her dress from the ground. Once found, she caught herself smiling back then lead off into the first steps.
The fountains seemed to sing for them as they waltzed, but their dance was short lived. During the short time Umi found herself trying to memorize his face: the exact color and shape of his eyes, the line of his jaw, how his bangs fell around the corners of his eyes. Then she let go of his hand to let her fingers trace his jaw. Clef stopped at this motion then felt his heartbeat quicken as her other hand came up and twirled the hair at the back of his neck around her delicate fingers. Her eyes wandered to his lips. What would it be like to...? She cupped the sides of his face and guided his head down to her.
The touch of their lips was celestial. Though however soft or tempting, Clef didn't kiss back. He merely closed his eyes and relished the touch of her lips on his. That was enough for now.
Umi pulled back and pressed her head into his chest. "Sorry," she said softly. "I thought you wanted me to-"
He pressed a finger to her lips then leaned down and brushed his lips over hers in a butterfly's kiss. She shivered slightly and pulled his head in closer. Her fingers moved up through his hair.
Clef took these gestures as his cues. When she shivered and pulled him closer, his arms moved around her waist then rubbed her back. As her fingers toyed with his hair his kisses grew deeper. Then a game of escalation began.
Clef inwardly cheered at the surprising turn of events then shut his mind down to savor the taste of her lips. His only intention now was to make this last as long as possible. It seemed that he had finally come out of the shadows and found the little light of love he'd been searching for. Too long he had sought to ensure the happiness of those around him... no, not too long, it was just long enough to earn this moment. Then, as Umi had done before, she took the reigns and gradually coaxed him to open his mouth more with every kiss.
Clef's eyes widened when he felt something in his mouth. The bliss within this new pleasure was enough to hold him spellbound. Then the fire came. The hunger cried from deep in his heart, screaming for more. Could things get better than this? Maybe. For starters Clef knew he had to give as well as take. Though this new touch was alien to him, so he'd have to learn.
Umi, meanwhile, smiled inwardly because she knew she held the dominant upper hand. But just as quickly she lost her footing when he started to mimic her. If he was actually mimicking her... she couldn't tell. The way he coiled his arms around her, brought the edges of his surcoat around to cover the bare skin of her back her dress left exposed, the way he explored the inside of her mouth made her knees go weak and a fire erupt below as electricity coursed through her limbs.
Was this what Hikaru had been talking about? The feeling a man or woman gets when the secret passion in their hearts is kindled then ignited? Umi knew what mere physical pleasure there was in a kiss from just any man. It was never like this. The more she gave the more she received. Again, just as a gentlemanly courtesy, Clef pulled back reluctantly and sat down on the edge of the nearest fountain with Umi sitting on his lap. Umi looked up at him, confused. He didn't seem nearly as impacted as she was. "You don't even seem phased," she said.
"Oh?" he breathed. Taking her hand, he placed it over his heart and held it tight. His heart was racing a mile a minute if it was beating at all. "Why do you think I had to sit down?"
Umi smiled, pleased at herself... or more so happy that he felt part of her bliss. Her only regret was that this would not go on much longer that night. But there would be other nights. For now, she'd revel in their passion and savor the closeness until their time ran out or until she no longer had the breath to do so.
Stay tuned for the next "Zen's entry."
Disclaimer: I do not own MKR or Rayearth whichever you want to call it. If I did... well, I just hope I'd be able to keep up the intensity on my stories.
Chapter 2: Blossoms by the Carnival Candles
"No lady Umi," Hikaru protested. "I cannot wear your gown for the masquerade! I'm... I'm not even planning on being there."
"What?!" Fuu gasped. "But won't Lantis be there?"
Hikaru nodded.
Umi squinted her eyes and tossed the gown on the bed. Hands on her hips, she advanced toward Hikaru. "Okay Hikaru, tell me. Something's wrong with you tonight."
"No," Hikaru said with a shrug. "I just... I don't feel like serving drinks all night."
"Are you afraid no one will dance with you?" Fuu asked. "Even though Lantis will be here tonight, I know that because he's... and you're uh..."
"Because of our status it's forbidden," Hikaru mocked. "Yes I know."
"Then why aren't you going? It's not like you let your "social status" stop you from seeing each other in the past," Umi quipped.
"Yeah but..." Hikaru could feel the nervousness knot her insides until she felt a sharp pain behind her ribcage. She winced and grabbed her side as she leaned against the wall. "And..."
Fuu slowly stood as the color washed out of Hikaru's face. Umi's eyes swirled in worry.
"And..." Hikaru began again, trying to block the oncoming nausea. "I'm not... urp!" Her hand flew to her mouth as her arm wrapped around her middle. Hand still over her mouth, she groped for the doorknob then sprinted for the nearest balcony. Hopefully no one would be under her which was unlikely since the guests were now arriving.
Before picking up her dress, Umi grabbed Fuu's frail arm and pulled her out into the hall. "See if the Councilman's here yet. If he is bring him to the pantry. I'll have Hikaru there and waiting. Don't say anything to anybody else!"
Without waiting for a reply, Umi collected the trailing fabric of her gown and trotted after Hikaru. Fuu let out a sigh of reluctance. "She's never this compassionate... why can't she go get the Councilman?" Then with another sigh, she turned and glided down the hall. "So only because I am the Prince's fiancé can I be fashionably late? That is so like you Umi."
Clef and Lantis watched for a moment as their horses were taken off to the stables to be unbridled and brushed. Lantis pulled out his tarnished lion mask he had used for the last masquerade and walked up the steps while Clef stood looking at his polished wolf mask. What's the point of even wearing a mask? At this point everyone knows who the others are since everyone always wears the same damn thing every time.
"Clef?" Lantis said from a few steps ahead. "Are you still planning to go?"
Clef let a small smile play on his lips. He knew how badly Lantis wanted to go and see Hikaru. It was for Lantis that Clef always accepted Lord Ryuuzaki's invitations. At least this way Lantis and Hikaru could be in the same vicinity legally. He closed his eyes and tied the embroidered navy ribbons behind his head. "It might seem odd if I did not show though my guest did."
Lantis knew immediately that Clef didn't want to set foot inside the estate. Their nightly conversations and experienced had, and always would be, completely opposite. While Lantis was in his own little world Clef would be constantly cornered by politicians wanting to know the public view of the government. None of which questions Clef ever could, or cared to, answer. Due to the image of a lowly stature, the maidens would avoid him. Then with the aristocrats and politicians clinging to him like hair on a dog, Clef would have to be constantly on guard. One mistake and he could easily lose his position.
"Don't worry Clef," Lantis said with a friendly smile. "Things will be different tonight. Just give it one hour. If nothing out of the ordinary happens before then, Hikaru and I shall simply have to steal you away."
Clef chuckled, "In an hour's time I plan on being too drunk for the politician's questions."
Lantis laughed at Clef's blatant lie.
"Councilman!" a voice called from Clef's right.
"Ah... milady," Clef said with a bow. "And how are you this evening?"
"Well, councilman, well, though I must speak with you privately," Fuu said impatiently.
"Oh yes?"
"Follow me," she ordered. To Lantis: "You may go on in."
She grabbed Clef's arm and rushed him in the manner, through the thickening crowds, and down a secluded corridor.
"May I ask where we are going?"
"Here," Fuu said tersely as she threw back the door to the kitchen and pulled Clef back to the pantry in the far corner. There Hikaru laid on her side, alone, with an incense bowl fuming beside her. "I should have known Umi would have left her alone here."
"What is wrong with her?" Clef asked, pulling away from Fuu and kneeling beside Hikaru. He rolled her on her back, despite her groans, and felt her forehead. "No fever..." he muttered to himself then continued down his own checklist: pulse, pupil dilation, breathing, etc.
"She said she wasn't feeling well."
"I can see that," Clef said blankly, speaking more to himself. "But what I can't see, is any reason for her to be like this. Unless..." His face twisted in confusion as he sniffed the air. He pointed at the incense bowl, "What is this?"
"I don't know?"
He took another whiff then batted it against the wall. "No wonder!"
"What?"
"Triethol leaves when crushed can heal grave wounds but when burned the fumes are more like a tranquilizer."
"Will she be okay?"
"We'll see if we need to use a medicinal herb or not. We'll give her a few minutes." He turned to Fuu, "Meanwhile I would like you to return to the masquerade. I'm sure the Prince will be arriving soon."
Fuu nodded then swept out of the room.
"I'm... sorry..." Hikaru wheezed. "I... didn't...."
He placed two fingers to her lips, "Shhh... rest easy. It'll be alright. I'll look after you until you get better."
"Is Lantis here?"
He nodded.
"Where is he?"
"I'll get him here soon. But first tell me, when did you start feeling ill?"
"Late last night... early this morning..."
Clef nodded. "That would be about right then."
"What?"
"You're pregnant Hikaru."
Whatever color was left in Hikaru's face vanished and she fainted.
"Why can't I have that affect on other women?" Clef kidded to himself.
Lantis continued to watch the kitchen door for any signs of Hikaru. Going into the kitchens in search of wouldn't be a good idea. But this waiting was driving him berserk! He and Hikaru had already made plans for tonight, where they would be... what they would be doing. They only had one hour before his promise to Clef would come into effect and Lantis planned to make that time alone a moment to remember forever.
He put his hand in his pocket; nothing there. Oh shit! He reached in his other pocket; same thing, nothing. Dammit! Where is it?! His hand came up to rest over his breast pocket. He let out an inward sigh of relief. There it is...
He glanced back at the kitchen to see a man carrying a small childlike figure. He didn't think anything of it then the details of the man and woman's features came into focus. "Clef!" he cried. Everyone went quiet and all eyes stared at Lantis.
Clef didn't stop. He paused to pull Hikaru up higher in his arms so her head could rest on his shoulder then headed for the door.
"Wait!" Lantis cried as he pushed his way through the crowd until it parted and he ran full force. "Clef! Where are you taking Hikaru?!"
Clef set an angry light in his eyes and turned away from Lantis.
Lantis grabbed Clef's arm and repeated firmly, "Where are you taking Hikaru?"
"You mean you know this harlot?"
"WHAT?!! HARLOT?!!!"
"Well, what else would you call a woman who disappears from her duties venturing for physical pleasure only to end up in the pantry of her lord, sick?!"
"A woman who has seen her lover on more than one occasion."
"Yes... well, the lecher better pray I ne'er find him."
Lantis watched Clef turn toward the door then his eyes fell on Hikaru's pale face. "So why are you searching outside these walls?"
Clef turned and stared at Lantis in dread.
"The man you seek is here now."
"When did you last see him?" Clef asked, his nervousness growing.
"Whenever the last time I looked in the mirror was..." Lantis replied quietly.
"I didn't... hear you... what?"
Lantis drew a deep breath and lifted his head to call to the ceiling, "I am the lecher!"
Gasps echoed through the hall. Umi, who was already dinning with her father and the aristocrats at the far end of the lavish corridor, nearly dropped her fork. Her eyes remained fixed on her plate but, through the corner of her eye, she saw her father rise from his seat. "Is this true?" Ryuuzaki called.
Lantis turned and took off his mask. "Yes," he replied as he bowed his head.
Ryuuzaki sighed heavily and hung his head. "Then neither Clef nor I have any choice."
"Allow me to take Hikaru's hand in mine!" Lantis called hastily.
More gasps came.
"What?!" Ryuuzaki exclaimed.
"Technically," Clef began. "It is possible. If, when Hikaru wakes, she also agrees to the wedlock then both will be excused. But! You, my lord, must also agree to turn responsibility of Hikaru's well-being over Lantis. Under which statement she will no longer be regarded as a servant, but as a free woman who, is indeed, acting on her own free will."
Lantis turned to Clef, a grateful smile on his face. "Councilman, I..."
"This does not mean I will let you out of my sights," Clef warned. "As I recall, this isn't the first affair you've had."
Lantis's eyes turned dark and cold. "Hikaru is the only one I have allowed in my heart or taken into my bed councilman," he growled. "And I see no room for anyone else in either respect."
Clef slowly knelt on one knee and cradled Hikaru's head in the crook of his arm. He removed his hand from under her knees and brought it over her face. "Then let us see what Hikaru has to say."
With so much riding on one word from someone, any normal man would have been sweating profusely and panting laboriously to keep his heart rate in check. Though at that moment, Lantis felt more connected to Hikaru than any moment he thought they would ever share. Still he found his mind analyzing the situation; just something he was trained to do. Even if for some reason Hikaru would wish to reject him, her kind heart would not let the system sentence him to either castration or prison. She would let him take her hand and join him under his roof and in his bed. Either way, if Hikaru didn't love him then, he would strive more than ever to win her heart. But every part of him knew, she loved him as fiercely as he loved her, maybe more.
The blue light shimmered on the sweat still clinging to Hikaru's brow. Her eyelids quivered then opened sleepily. Clef quelled the light raining from his hand to brush her sweat soddened bangs from her forehead. "Hikaru?" he said gently. "Hikaru?"
"Clef?" she replied in a whisper. Her eyes locked onto his then her peripheral vision kicked in. White gleams from the chandeliers overhead betrayed the lavish silver architecture of the hall. Her ears picked up the quiet murmuring of guests from nearby tables. She slowly turned her head to look at them. Her eyes shot wide in fright and she bolted upright. "How did I get here?" She jumped to her feet. She wasn't dressed properly to be in the festivities yet. Every nerve told her to sprint to the kitchen and cover her ears from the haunting laughter that would follow. But no such sound came and her feet refused to move when Clef took a ginger hold on her arm.
"It's okay Hikaru," he said. "You are in no trouble." He sighed, "Though I fear Lantis may be."
"What's happened?" she demanded, taking hold of Clef's shoulders. "Is he okay? Where is he?! Talk to me councilman!"
"He's well," he said in a soothing tone. Hikaru quieted in her usual response to his voice. "And it seems that his fate now rests with you."
"With me? What do I have to do? I'll do anything! Just so long as he stays safe."
"Then you must save him from an accusation. It is now known that you are with child Hikaru. All in this hall know." Hikaru didn't waver, she simply stared at Clef then nodded for him to continue. "Lantis has come forth to expose himself. He has been labeled as a lecher."
"By who?!"
"By Cephirian law which you know I am bound to."
"Then-" she stopped and Lantis felt himself swelter in the silence. Did she really...? Would she reject him? His face paled as his heartbeat raced. Hikaru turned away from Clef and took a few steps toward him before she stopped; head bowed, hands folded over her heart. Then she stepped around him and walked on. Lantis looked at Clef who was just as awestruck. This hadn't been part of the plan and they both knew it.
Hikaru had no doubt about what she would do. She was, after all, pregnant and every child needs a father. Just the same as she needed a man. There was just one thing that needed to be done before she could ask Clef to bind them and fulfill her heart's desire, which she knew that due to his status in society he was perfectly capable of doing. She had to ask her Lord to end her servitude.
Lantis stood frozen while Clef watched Hikaru through the tables to the slightly raised platform where Ryuuzaki dined. Clef acquired a look like he was on the brink of figuring it all out. Lantis watched with dying hope for some sign. Clef let his head hang and sighed in relief. He looked back up at Hikaru and Lantis felt himself relax. Clef's eyes were the same as they had been before Hikaru pulled away. Meaning only one thing, everything was back on track.
Ryuuzaki rose out of his chair as Hikaru approached and met her halfway. She genuflected before him.
"Rise," Ryuuzaki said before Hikaru began. She still had no choice but to obey. "I know what you would ask..." he paused as she regained her feet, "but it is not mine to give."
"Pardon milord?" Hikaru asked, on the edge of tears. If her Lord wasn't the one she had to consult then who was?!
"I house no servants here Hikaru. You were never bound to servitude."
"But..." Hikaru reluctantly raised a hand and gestured to the red jewel in Ryuuzaki's sweeping shoulder collar. "Did that gem not signal-"
"This?" Ryuuzaki asked as he plucked the gem from its socket. He closed it in a fist. Red light blazed in the enclosed space as if threatening to burn his hand to ashes. His hand uncurled and light shot up to the ceiling, mocking a fiery sunset. Hikaru gasped as Ryuuzaki placed the glittering red rose in her hair. She felt different. Her coarse servant clothes felt soft and... vacant. She looked down and nearly cried out in sheer glee to find herself in a scarlet evening gown. "That gem was merely to establish me as your protector. The councilman requested a favor," he smiled and wrapped Hikaru's arm around his. "Once I saw you... I could not say no. So I agreed to take you in... until you thought it time to feather your own nest." His smile broadened as he unwound her arm and interweaved her fingers with Lantis's. She looked up and gazed with smiling eyes into his. "Will you save this man from the cruel consequences of the accusations against him?"
"Yes, and a thousand times more."
"Then it is done."
"Not quite," Clef added. He nodded to Lantis who reached in his breast pocket, eyes never breaking contact.
"True," Ryuuzaki said. He spoke now only to Clef as if in private. "The night is still young." They began to make their way back to Ryuuzaki's table. "And some brazen boy may seek to steal her away."
Clef peered over his shoulder and smiled as Lantis slid the ring on Hikaru's finger. "Not to worry my lord. Everything has been well taken care of."
The music began almost immediately after Lantis slipped Hikaru's ring on her finger and the dance floor became a swirling rainbow of vivid colors from the women's evening gowns. Lantis and Hikaru also joined, but they allowed the crowd to dance around them as they moved slowly round-and-round each other. Though the floor was cluttered, Ryuuzaki and Clef found it easy to pass through. The two men walked in silence, each wearing a proud smile from a plan well played out. Now I only have one more miracle for tonight. Ryuuzaki thought to himself as he looked up at his daughter.
Umi sat quietly beside the Chancellor who had been trying for trivial conversation ever since their paths had crossed. She pretended to pay more attention to the servants around the table, supervising their actions. Eagle simply tried to think of something either witty or flattering to say. Though Umi had proven more than capable of forcing him to hold his tongue. She knew that a man's image, especially someone of Eagle's rank, was more important than conversation. To be outwitted by one of the Ryuuzaki clan did not appear to be such an insult, but to Eagle, simply being outsmarted was sheer torture.
With dinner nearly done, Eagle finally popped a question that Umi could not turn down for etiquette sake: "Would you care to dance?"
"I suppose," she said as she rose. "Should I sit a moment longer I fear my feet would turn to lead before they ever saw the dance floor."
"One so light of foot as you?"
"Tell me Chancellor. Am I to lead or will you be one of the few men who does?"
Eagle clenched his jaw. Why must she be so contrary?! "Which would you prefer?"
Ryuuzaki and Clef stepped aside to let Eagle and Umi pass. Ryuuzaki placed a hand on Clef's shoulder. "Never have I seen you join the festivities councilman. Is there no maiden in Cephiro whom you would dance with?"
"I am sure there is milord. I have simply yet to find her."
"Ah... then my suggestion to you," he paused to turn Clef toward the tables on their right. "Find a lone woman to enter the next dance with then simply work your way around until you have met everyone here."
"I doubt I shall find this lone woman you speak of," Clef replied as he pulled the wolf mask down over his eyes.
"Then may I ask a favor of you for my daughter?" He nodded toward where Umi and Eagle danced. "I believe Umi has suffered the Chancellor's company long enough. Do see if you can spirit her away from him if but for a short while."
"As you wish."
Ryuuzaki smiled as he watched Clef find a woman sitting alone and invite her to dance. Just as they reached the floor the song ended and another began, just as Ryuuzaki had planned. The next dance would ensure that partners were switched at least five times. Ryuuzaki walked to his seat at the table, sat down, and waited for events to unfold.
The woman Clef had found was almost painfully coy. The only thing she said the entire time was: "I never imagined I'd ever dance with anyone other than my brother." Then as much as Clef tried to make small conversation she blushed as her only response and cast her eyes away. He was almost glad when it came time to exchange partners. His next partner, the one after that, then the one after that seemed no different than the one before; all quiet and shy.
Then finally, on the last exchange, Clef got unbelievably lucky. He didn't know who's hand he had in his until the woman spoke in exasperation: "Please forgive my rudeness in saying so, but I pray that you are far better than my former partner for four times now."
"I shall try not to disappoint you milady Umi."
"Councilman?!" she said, almost in delight. She took her hand from his and pushed his mask back over his forehead. "It is you. I was meaning to speak with you... but not here."
He removed his hand from her waist and offered her his arm. "Perhaps somewhere where we may get a breath of fresh air then?"
"Yes," she said with a smile. "That would do nicely."
Clef lead her out into the gardens much to the pleasure of her father then collected two drinks from an outside servant and handed one to Umi.
"Thank you," she said with a sigh then took a long drink.
"I hope things have not been too strenuous for you milady."
"Only as strenuous as they have always been."
There was a troublesome silence when Clef finally asked: "I have yet to see the fountain gardens of your father's estate. Would you mind a venture?"
Her eyes lit up. "Not at all." She smiled and took his arm again, "This way councilman."
"Please milady, Clef will suffice."
She smiled, "And Umi is all I wish to be called by now." She suddenly closed her eyes and drew a long, slow breath. "There it is," she said softly.
Clef could already hear the fountains but didn't expect an ambrosial, almost intoxicating fragrance to greet him as well.
Umi shook off the fragrance first. "I meant to ask you if what my father said is true."
"Hm?"
"He said you planned the whole scene, that you and Lantis practically had a script to go by."
"What exactly are you asking?"
"Did you plan for Lantis to take Hikaru's hand? Was that your doing?"
"Not solely, Lord Ryuuzaki was a tremendous asset in the scheme of things. Though, yes, it was I who brought the affair between Lantis and Hikaru to his attention. Also, I made it look so I would be the one at fault since it was I who put Lantis in charge of Hikaru's keeping."
"I see... and so after that, you confided in my father to ensure Hikaru wouldn't be punished."
"Exactly."
"How long has this been going on?"
"Nearly half a year now I suppose."
"Half a year?!"
"I suppose," Clef repeated. "That was when I found out that their relationship had escalated to the physical level."
"But... in half a year-"
"I made sure to keep Lantis busy though did not deny them each other's company completely. When the two of them were together I simply made sure that little attention was drawn to them."
"You have been watching out for them the entire time?"
"I owe Lantis too many favors for me to repay in this lifetime. I just thought this would be a start."
"You're not just saying this to impress me are you?"
"No."
"You have absolutely no intention of lulling me with tall tales?"
"No."
"Then what are your intentions?"
"To get to know you a little better. That's all."
"No greater intentions?"
"No."
Umi couldn't believe it. No man she had ever met before passed up an opportunity to flatter her with flowery speech or astound her with tales of bravery. And never had any man told her a story such as this. But what might have been the best part, she knew Clef was telling the truth! She had never been exposed to this type before. To be honest with herself, Umi was about to give up on finding anyone different from your everyday aristocrat. And no way could anyone of status ever be carved from a different mold than the others. At least... so she thought.
For the longest time not a word was spoken between the two. Clef found himself staring endlessly into her eyes, seeing the side of her he always wanted to know, but never could. I must never forget this face. He saw, but didn't watch, the dewdrops glittering in the petals of the white roses behind her head. He wondered what the dark blue edges of their petals would look like against the shade of blue in her hair. He set his glass down on a nearby fountain ledge then stood directly in front of her and reached around, over her shoulders, to coax two roses from the bush. He tucked one in the silver tiara holding her hair on top of her head and brought the other to rest below her nose. She cupped it in her hands while she drew in a deep breath then took the thornless stem from his hand. Brushing it down the side of his cheek she slipped it into an opening in his evening jacket. He didn't seem to react to how close she came while her fingers worked. She paused for a moment as a slight shiver ran down her spine. Then the rose's scent caught her again and she leaned in, resting both hands on his chest, as she smelled the rose she had just pinned to him. He, in turn, leaned down and breathed in the scent of the rose in her hair. His hands came to rest on her shoulders then slid slowly up and down her arms to chase away the chill. Finally, she looked up. Their eyes met and she found herself drawn into an eternal mixture of emotions in his eyes. So many thoughts ran through his mind, hidden desires came forth to expose themselves. But he proved himself to be the gentleman, letting her lead.
"We never finished our dance did we?" she asked. What kind of question was that?! Dancing at a moment like that? What was she thinking?!
A smile graced his lips, "No, we didn't." Much to her disappointment, he pulled her left hand from his chest and held it gingerly in his while his other hand rested lightly on her waist. The space between them, however, did not change, even as Umi reached down to find the loop that would hold the trailing fabric of her dress from the ground. Once found, she caught herself smiling back then lead off into the first steps.
The fountains seemed to sing for them as they waltzed, but their dance was short lived. During the short time Umi found herself trying to memorize his face: the exact color and shape of his eyes, the line of his jaw, how his bangs fell around the corners of his eyes. Then she let go of his hand to let her fingers trace his jaw. Clef stopped at this motion then felt his heartbeat quicken as her other hand came up and twirled the hair at the back of his neck around her delicate fingers. Her eyes wandered to his lips. What would it be like to...? She cupped the sides of his face and guided his head down to her.
The touch of their lips was celestial. Though however soft or tempting, Clef didn't kiss back. He merely closed his eyes and relished the touch of her lips on his. That was enough for now.
Umi pulled back and pressed her head into his chest. "Sorry," she said softly. "I thought you wanted me to-"
He pressed a finger to her lips then leaned down and brushed his lips over hers in a butterfly's kiss. She shivered slightly and pulled his head in closer. Her fingers moved up through his hair.
Clef took these gestures as his cues. When she shivered and pulled him closer, his arms moved around her waist then rubbed her back. As her fingers toyed with his hair his kisses grew deeper. Then a game of escalation began.
Clef inwardly cheered at the surprising turn of events then shut his mind down to savor the taste of her lips. His only intention now was to make this last as long as possible. It seemed that he had finally come out of the shadows and found the little light of love he'd been searching for. Too long he had sought to ensure the happiness of those around him... no, not too long, it was just long enough to earn this moment. Then, as Umi had done before, she took the reigns and gradually coaxed him to open his mouth more with every kiss.
Clef's eyes widened when he felt something in his mouth. The bliss within this new pleasure was enough to hold him spellbound. Then the fire came. The hunger cried from deep in his heart, screaming for more. Could things get better than this? Maybe. For starters Clef knew he had to give as well as take. Though this new touch was alien to him, so he'd have to learn.
Umi, meanwhile, smiled inwardly because she knew she held the dominant upper hand. But just as quickly she lost her footing when he started to mimic her. If he was actually mimicking her... she couldn't tell. The way he coiled his arms around her, brought the edges of his surcoat around to cover the bare skin of her back her dress left exposed, the way he explored the inside of her mouth made her knees go weak and a fire erupt below as electricity coursed through her limbs.
Was this what Hikaru had been talking about? The feeling a man or woman gets when the secret passion in their hearts is kindled then ignited? Umi knew what mere physical pleasure there was in a kiss from just any man. It was never like this. The more she gave the more she received. Again, just as a gentlemanly courtesy, Clef pulled back reluctantly and sat down on the edge of the nearest fountain with Umi sitting on his lap. Umi looked up at him, confused. He didn't seem nearly as impacted as she was. "You don't even seem phased," she said.
"Oh?" he breathed. Taking her hand, he placed it over his heart and held it tight. His heart was racing a mile a minute if it was beating at all. "Why do you think I had to sit down?"
Umi smiled, pleased at herself... or more so happy that he felt part of her bliss. Her only regret was that this would not go on much longer that night. But there would be other nights. For now, she'd revel in their passion and savor the closeness until their time ran out or until she no longer had the breath to do so.
Stay tuned for the next "Zen's entry."