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Dinner was extravagant another word for saying in the least. Izaya and Shizuo sat with Hibiya and Delic in a massive dining room.
The table was long but Hibiya and Delic insisted that only one end would be used for the four of them.
Hibiya was sitting at the head, Delic to his left, Izaya to his right, right next to Shizuo.
"So, this blond so called prince decided to go ahead and make a bold move, trying to woo me... It ended horribly, he had was sitting on the balcony rafter one moment, the next he had fallen over it" Hibiya was telling a story about Delic trying to show off to him before they were married. "Imagine how impressed your father was with that."
"Everyone burst out in laughter, seeming how you didn't even bat an eyelash, he just looked over coolly and did nothing." Said Delic.
"Maybe if you weren't such an idiot I would of been interested, but you were just a peasant begging for attention." He adds under his breath, "still are."
"And you are just a spoiled brat." Delic grins receiving a golden glare from his queen.
Shizuo looks to Izaya, the raven was smirking at his parents tale.
Hibiya take a bite of his lobster, and spoke again. "When my Mother looked over the railing, she couldn't keep her mouth closed. All you could see were his feet and pikachew underwear."
Delic shakes his head. "No, it was ninja turtle boxers, and I didn't fall over the railing."
"Well, were you trying to fly?" Hibiya asks raising a brow.
The two went on bickering back and forth as Shizuo and Izaya listened.
Izaya had heard these stories countless times as a child. He could recall even the stupidest one, which Hibiya had just gotten to.
"Well, he was still trying to grab my attention, and we went to a horse ranch."
Delic rolls his eyes. "Don't tell me now that you weren't impressed."
"You tried to stand on your horse. Be happy that i was impressed by how stupid you were."
Shizuo couldn't help but to smirk.
Talk went on to camp, and how it was for Shizuo as he compared stories with Delic. Izaya and Hibiya listened with interest, neither had gone to the camp of course.
Dinner ended and Shizuo and Izaya were locked into their room.
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Shizuo sat on the bed watching as Izaya finished a brushing his teeth. The raven was taking a long time.
"Izaya?"
"Mfpffmm?"
"Is everything alright?"
The raven nods, spitting out the foam and gargling.
Once finished he enters the bedroom.
Shizuo makes eye contact, noticing a bit of fear that flashed for a moment.
It ticked him off a bit that the raven was afraid of sleeping in the same bed as him, it wasn't like he was goi- Shizuo stopped his own thoughts. 'Of course... Threat from me, and now a threat from them...' He sighs.
"I'm not going to hurt you Izaya."
Ruby eyes still showed reluctance.
"I wont do anything to you before our wedding. None of that revenge stuff is going to happen."
Izaya still stood where he was, he seemed to be in a deep thought on Shizuo's words.
"I...know..." He says after a few more moments. Then he slowly goes to his side of their bed.
The lights turned off and Izaya rolled over onto his stomach.
He could feel the heat radiating off of the brute, and tried not to give in. 'Napping was ok, we weren't even under the covers.'
Suddenly he felt a warm arms drape over his waist and he was pulled back into a warm comforting embrace. 'Well...this isn't so bad either...'
Sleep over took both of them.
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In the weeks to fallow things were...ok.
Shizuo and Izaya only caused little property damage, but still managed to hold hands during long walks and eat dinner without running out of things to talk about.
-Three Days Before the Wedding-
Izaya sighed for the eighteenth time that hour. He was standing in yet another white gown. It flowing and sparkling right down to the floor, as he was standing on a stool.
"We will have to trim this mostly off, who knew that the princess was so short! It's adorable!" The ladies coo as they all flutter about taking out dresses, and fabrics showing them to Celty and Hibiya.
Hibiya smirks as Izaya frowns and is ushered into the dressing room again.
"Try this on, it is the one your fiance picked out." A girl says handing it behind the curtain.
Izaya changes and checks himself out in the mirror.
Two weeks since he had returned after the threat, and here he was choosing a wedding dress for the wedding in three days.
He looks at the one he was wearing. All the dresses were pre-chosen by the other royals, all Izaya had to do was pick the best one.
Turning to see the front and back he actually smiles. 'Seems like the beast does have a good taste.'
Opening the curtains and stepping out the others burst into applause.
"That one, is perfect!" Hibiya stood.
Izaya looks into the three large body mirrors.
The dress was beautiful. A mermaid like, strapless white stain wedding dress with a long court train that was spayed out on the floor. It was strapless, and showed off his feminine figure.
"Now, one other thing." The dress maker says, "where do you want the Heiwajima crest? We could put it on the end of the train, the middle of his chest, the ba-"
"How about right here." Hibiya points to where Izaya's birthmark was under the dress.
A little to the left, above the waist, right on the hip.
The other girls agree, and Izaya shuffles off again into the changing room. He comes out in normal clothing, flustered and a but annoyed.
[Come on, it's only once that you get married! Enjoy it while you can!] Celty types walking with Izaya through Ikebukuro. The Queen was still talking to the dress makers, and the two friends were just wandering.
"Yeah, right~" Izaya rolls his eyes. "You at least are getting married to a person you like."
[You don't like Shizuo? Even after all of this?]
Izaya shrugs. "I don't hate him...And sure we have...kissed...But,..."
[You're afraid.]
The raven stops in his tracks. "No, I-"
[Izaya, you are afraid of being hurt.] She types.
He frowns. "...You would be too if he had been trying to kill you for three whole years."
[You were the one to provoke him most of the time.]
"I know, but... Listen, you are a girl. You don't understand what all this means to a bearer." He continues walking at a slow pace, people clearing a path for the royal as guards fallow silently.
[I'm a dullahan.]
"Yeah, I know. A fairy. I'm a bearer... Being claimed is a scary thing." He sighs.
Celty thinks for a long while. [What are you most afraid of when it comes to being claimed?]
A very good question in Izaya's mind. 'Being claimed would most likely put the terrorists off again... Being unclaimed still gives them a chance, though i doubt Shizu-chan would fall for any tricks...' "..."
[Izaya?]
"Uh, oh... I guess... Everything about it." He felt very weird talking to Celty about his worries, but she was the only other person he trusted with his words.
[You two have kissed, held hands, even cuddled. So what are you so afraid of?] She asks trying to help him.
They past a few on looking knights, and a few playing children. Izaya looks at the kids for a moment. A little boy with blond hair had fallen, trying to walk around the wrestling boys. He sniffs, and two girls walk over to scold the roughhousing others, by the looks of the little blond Izaya guessed the boy was a bearer, and by how the girls reacted they all knew.
"I'm afraid of giving myself to one I don't love. Being so intimate with Shizuo..is...it just... Doesn't work. We have always fought... Like you said I would provoke him, and he would try to kill me." Izaya lead her through the palace gates, and waved at Kadota and Tom.
[He hasn't tried to kill you in years. Why are you still hung up on it?] Celty sat in the royal gardens with Izaya.
Izaya shrugs. "I geuss...Well...Everyone always treat me like a girl, he was the only one to treat me as something different."
[So, are you afraid of him treating you like everyone else?]
Izaya shakes his head," no... He would never do that..."
If Celty could sigh she would of. Izaya was being difficult in her eyes, but she could see that there was something more. [Are you afraid of him hurting you in that way?]
"What way would that be?" Izaya's gaze hardens, challenging her to continue.
Celty's shoulders pop up, she realized what it was. [You're afraid of being intimate with him. Even after all the kissing, and hand holding.] She types, Izaya blushes but nods.
[Izaya.]
"I understand Celty that I have let him come to the conclusion that I am only his...I am... But... I'm not ready to give myself up to him completly."
[You're going to have to... for the whole country you must.]
"Do you know how much that is asking of me?" He snaps. "I never wanted to get chosen at all. I don't want to get married just because the country demands. I'm not ready for any of this, but I have no say in the matter." He felt like he was going to cry again and stood.
[Izaya, Shizuo-]
"Shizuo is a knight. If asked to claim me against my will, which I can already tell you he will be asked, he will. Country is above Queen." His eyes had angry tears in them. "I have to go..." He turns, leaving the gardens to go lock himself inside the golden library.
Izaya walked through the many halls with paintings of portraits of royal generations ago. Each one was old, and were mostly men. Though some of the men, the bearers, looked like the queens that were acutaly female.
He went up two more flights of stairs and entered the large room. Four stories tall, gold themed with books in all languages and of all generas.
He shut the doors, and turns slowly.
A few tears had leaked from his ruby orbs and he wipes them away.
Crying silently to himself he walsk up the spiral staircase to the top floor, and head right, going past many shelves into a far away hidden nook.
All of his favorite booms were arrange here, just the way he had left them years before.
He sat in a comfy chair, pulling out a favorite. Most people would think that his most favorite book would be about humans, but he smirks to himself. The book was one in a series, but one that was more about human emotions of course, but the title was 'Harry Potter and The Half Blood Prince.'
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Shizuo stood before Delic and Hibiya.
All of them grim faced.
"We have received another note." The king says grimly, looking through pink orbs at his soon to be son inlaw. "This one was found taped to the front gates. It read along the lines of, the terrorists want to claim Izaya, and they were pointing out that he is .. Still reluctant to be any more intimate with you..."
Shizuo remained stoic faced, he was called here from his training with Tom, they were going over country economics. So he knew that this was very important.
"Your wedding is in three days." Delic's voice was cold, as if he was sacrificing himself personally. ".. By any means,... Willingly or not... You must claim Izaya."
Caramel eyes widened, and Shizuo felt his heart stop for a few seconds. Where they seriously asking him to...
"You... Wa-"
"Be aware that he want what is best for our child." Hibiya adds, he was in all black and gold, sitting on the lounger by a marble fireplace. The room they were in was the kings study. It was a tall, and long room. A rectangle with a view of a marble and bronze fireplace. The walls held only woodne shelves with busts and books, a few medals and even swords here and there, but it made the whole room look more like a study for a very fancy person.
Delic nods. "That, and it is for country. If they claim him, the thrown will be theirs by default. Keisairuo would be in true danger."
"And him, if he is...If he is claimed by one of these terrorists his life will be pure hell... They would break him..." The queen all but spat out. "They would breed him like swine."
Shizuo was still speechless, he understood why. But, he was doubting if he could even hurt Izaya like this. It was exactly what he had intimidated him with weeks ago, during the retreat.
"Shizuo for the sake of Izaya." Hibiya now stood before him, Delic right behind looking grim.
There was a long silence.
Then.
"I'll do it.. For him." The knight says, he felt horrible.
"Evens if he fights..." Delic says locking eyes with Shizuo.
"Even if he fights against it." Shizuo swallows, then makes eye contact with the King and Queen. "I'll do it."
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Red: So, my iPad has been acting weird... Meh... Oh well, hope you guys enjoyed this chapter!
Shizuo: *muttering darkly to himself*
Red: he has to mentally prepare himself for the next few chapters,
and so, like is aid I need a vote, for what you want to happen Later on.
choices are as fallow:
1) mpreg. 2) Kidnapping. 3) Rape, but not from Shizuo. 4) King/Queen get ill. 5) All of the above. 6) 1 and 2
Any other ideas are welcome! Please review and fav!