Title: Voices of Memories
Author: Sardius
Category: AU. Romance/Angst
Warnings: R for now (NC-17 later)
Pairing: Yohji/Aya(Ran)
Disclaimer: I don't own Weiss Kreuz, it belongs to its creator and company. Just borrowing for my own amusement. ^ ^
Author's Note: Ya! This is my first AU. I have always wanted to write one and since I have time to write before uni starts I thought I'd give it a go. More importantly this is to get away from writing "Colours of my Life" all the time cos its too depressing for me! (Even though I like depressing stories) ^ ^; Please read and review and let me know if you wish me to continue! Arigatou!
Voices of Memories
A WEIB KREUZ AU FANFICTION
Chapter One: So It Began
Oh Beautiful Levions!
Your voices fills us with songs
Your hair as smooth as silk
Your lips are just as soft
Oh sing our Levions!
Your beautiful songs
To celebrate the peace
In the Kingdom of Shabia
Forever more
"To be a Levion you must sing from the heart not from the mind. Only then would people admire your beauty and respect you as who you are."
Book 1 of the Levion Chronicles.
Author Unknown
The kingdom of Shabia was once a beautiful palace surrounded by villages and citizens that lived peacefully for many decades. People from all parts of the kingdom would come around and enjoy the festivals hold each year to celebrate the peace they have established within the Aisle continent. Among these celebrations there were a group of song mistress called the Levions. These Levions were beautiful singers dressed in exotic silk and drapery as they performed in various taverns. Their voices were like pure music, each note were pronounced soft and clear that flows sweetly throughout the night, attracting people from all over the kingdom to listen to their voice and also to admire one's beauty. And so the tradition began. Each night a Levion is chosen and paid by any customer to sing their song as travellers saves up their gills in order to see such wonderful performance. Yet it was also considered to be a great honour if a person from a higher-class royalty to pay a Levion to sing to him or her. And so the Levions were made to represent beauty and perfection to the world. But happiness never lasts long. The peace was shattered when the Kingdom of Shabia went to war. Many towns were destroyed and people fled in terror. Some were lucky enough to find homes in small towns; others were killed or starved to death. The traditional festival was held no more. People no longer wanted to be reminded of the peace they had once shared in the Kingdom of Shabia and thus the Levions vanished from existence.
Hundreds of years have passed. New Kings and Queens have been established, peace treaties had been declared and new Kingdoms were built. Among one of the many Kingdoms was Prince Kudou, the first son borne and hired to Shaniva. He was a fair and handsome young man with long blond hair and charming jade eyes. One may find him more as an object of lust than a noble young prince. He was admired and respected by many soldiers and leaders, following in his father footstep to take up his place as future King. And yet even as an heir to the throne, Prince Kudou loves to pay visit to the town outside the castle to see the freedom and happiness he most envied and could never have.
During one autumn day when all has been decided and fate had finally fallen into place, his close friend, Prince Hidaka from the Royal household of Tabia, summoned Prince Kudou for a meeting. The two royal princes had been friends since childhood and loved one another as close as brothers. Prince Hidaka was very much as handsome as Prince Kudou with a slimmer tone body and brown chestnut hair. Indeed both princes were a sight to behold in front of all royal ladies in the palace.
Nevertheless both princes have their own gift in various arts. Prince Hidaka was raised by his father known as the famous sorcery master and thus as a child he had taken up sorcery as his gift of art. However Prince Kudou much like his royal father prefers the steel and swordsmanship one must gain in order to be King. And so, every once in awhile both princes will meet together to escape from their royal duties and enjoy each other companies as the day wore on.
As the days finally turned almost to night, Prince Kudou made his way to Prince Hidaka room only to find the young prince shooting balls of blue flame from his fingertips. As soon as he notices the young King glaring at him, he smiled and the lights vanished from his fingers.
"My Lord, how was your sword training for the day?" asked Lord Hidaka as he got up to fill a wine of globlet for his friend.
"Skip the formalities Ken. I had enough for the day"
The young wizard smirked handing the wine to the prince, "Oh but I thought my Lord loved to be noble in front of all those beautiful ladies waiting to capture your heart."
Prince Kudou sigh, "You know I am not interested in woman. I had enough trouble trying to tell that to my father." He stormed around the room taking sips of the red wine. "So tell me. What brings me here. Is there something needed to discussed."
Ken smiled. His friend always straight to the matter. "I have great news Yohji. I've heard rumours that tonight a Levion will sing."
Yohji stopped his pacing and turned his wide eyes to the wizard. He has learnt all about the history of Levions as a child and was indeed very intrigue with their beauty.
"A Levion you say…. I have never thought I would ever see one in my lifetime. Where is it at?"
"In one of the small Tavern tonight, 'Sword and Beauty' as I recalled", Ken's grin widen as he gestured to his King, "Come my friend. We must make haste tonight if you want to see the beauty men would die to behold." Ken walks towards the window, casting a blue glow to the room. He turns around and faced Yohji, raising his eyebrows waiting for his reaction, knowing how sorcery affects his friend.
He smiled. "Shall we my Lord?" he said as he cast the portal opened and stepped into the blue light. Prince Yohji shakes his head and follows the wizard.
"Damn sorcery", he muttered as he followed his young friend's leads and step inside the portal.
* * * * *
The taverns were packed as Yohji and Ken made themselves comfortable in the corner avoiding strangers and drunken travellers while observing the place around them. The tavern was indeed very dirty, filled with drunken men's breath and cigar's smoke. Maids were moving around the table, serving grogs and soups, while a meaty hand would reach out under the girl's skirt, sending her yelping with glasses and grog splashing onto the intruder.
Yohji smiled, as much as he hates going to tavern and dislike the mess around them; it made him feel at home. How he wanted to be one of these drunken men to just enjoy the night and not having to worry about courts and meetings. He took a sip of the foul tasting liquor and decided to leave it alone. How could anyone drink this stuff he thought as he turned his eyes to the wizard.
Ken was leaning back against the seat with his face half hidden from his scarf, scanning around the area. As much as he liked to be out in the open, a few people may recognised him as the bad tempered wizard that trash the whole tavern a few months ago. He decided he wouldn't want to start any fight tonight with his companion by his side. He saw Yohji looking at him and leaned closer to his friend.
"Starting to get bored already my friend?" he whispered, " its time to see how well your acting skills are tonight."
Yohji looks at him in confusion. "What are you talking about?" he inquired.
"Well aren't you going to pay the Leveion to sing? It would be a great honour for her if you do so." He shifted from a man vomiting on the floor, "I'm sure it would most definitely change your thoughts about women tonight." He smirked.
"I don't need your….", hissed Yohji as he was interrupted by the bartender.
Most voices died down as a tall skinny figure approached the stage. His hair was pitch black draping along his shoulders, his eyes were sunk into his socket looking even darker than his hair, his lips were tight and pale, a small thin line showing on his rough face. When he spoke, his voice was coarse with a point of authority and held every bit of ownership.
"Gentlemen, I am guessing you are all here for the same purpose." Couples of men cheered, "Yes you are right, tonight our Levion is going to sing for us. I would advise all of you to take your place and welcome my beautiful Levion to sing you a song." The noise stopped. Knowing he has everyone's attention, the bartender opened the back door allowing a figure draped in a black cloth to take the stage. Slowly he drew the cloth down; letting it slid onto the wooden floor, revealing the figure as the crowd gasped.
Yohji did not know how long he stood paralysed in shock. She was beautiful. Truly beautiful. He had not seen anything as beautiful as this before. The Levion was draped in smooth flowing silk robes tied neatly together at the waist with a long elegant silvery cloth. Bangles of shimmering jewels were featured all over her dress, sparkling from every direction of the light. Her hair was bright crimson red, its silky bangs obscuring the figure eyes and was neatly clipped together with a beautiful butterfly ornament at the back. She was simply breathtaking.
The skinny bartender raised his arms along the crowd, addressing to travellers and drunken men as he spoke.
"Who out there would give honours to the Levion tonight"
Men mumble, whispering heard throughout the room. It seems no one was dare enough to raise their arms. Without hesitation, Yohji stood up in front of the crowd and raised his voice.
"I will give honours to the Levion tonight." And he throws the bag of gills to the bartender who caught it with greedy hands.
"My thanks to you young sir. May light always shines on you." With that he raised his bony fingers and gesture to the Levion to sing.
Many of the men inside the tavern stood transfixed in their place waiting for the Levion to sing. Drinks were forgotten, maids kept back inside the kitchen to watch the performance soon to happen. Yohji looked onto the beautiful figure as she raised her head to meet his eyes and was amazed at what was revealed. The Levion had such beautiful amethyst eyes, matching the colour of her hair and the loose pink drapery around her shoulders. Her skin was a pale contrast to her blood red hair, her lips slightly pale and soft as she opened them slowly and started to sing.
Her song was beautiful. Every note was precisely cleared and soft, her music drifting onto the night. Yet something was different. The melody was soft and sorrowful, each note seems to be shattering like porcelain glass. A single tear seems to glimmer in her amethyst eyes as Yohji watched her in fascination. He had never seen anything quite as beautiful before, everything about the young Levion was just so perfect. As the Levion began to end her song, she raises her head once more and met the owner of the jade green eyes. Her eyes flickered with some emotions as she lowers her lashes finishing her song with a clear sadden note, leaving everyone speechless.
Everyone in the tavern cheered, drunken men slamming their glasses on the tables demanding for more. The bartender made his way onto the stage again to address his customers. He glanced coldly at the Levion and flickers his eyes back to the crowd.
"Your attention fellow men. I must inform you that my Levion is feeling distress and ill tonight, thus cannot provide you with more pleasures. I apologised for this interruption, but I assure you once she is feeling well she will sing for you again."
The crowd roared. Mutterings were heard throughout the room, Glasses been shattered and fights started to erupt. The beautiful Levion saw the commotion and left through the back door, disappear away from the scene. Men started shouting after her in rage.
"Hey come back here you little bitch."
"I want more than just your voice whore."
"You think you're worthy or something. You're nothing but a dog on a leash."
The noise continues to get louder. Yohji was beyond rage upon hearing the words spoken from the men. His hand reaches down to his sword but was stopped when Ken's places his hand firmly on the hilt. His eyes glanced around the room pulling Yohji away from the commotion.
"We best get out of here Yohji. It would not be good for someone to notice us."
"But the girl….", Yohji protested.
"Leave her. She belongs to the owner. We will come back later."
As said, Prince Yohji and Prince Hidaka left the tavern escaping onto the autumn twilight. Outside they could still hear the noise erupting with drunken maniacs, glasses been broken and chairs been flung across the room. They made their way carefully through the back way when suddenly they heard a loud crash.
There were two figures struggling in the dimly lit alley way. A man seems to be holding a young boy down, twisting his wrist as the boy screamed. The man voice was harsh and angry.
"You will not do that again whore. Next time you will sing! You belong to me. I was the one that brought you here and you are to obey me. Understand!"
Yohji notices it was the bartender's voice and was about to step inside the alley to aid the sobbing boy when all of a sudden the man screamed in pain and was pushed against the wall with a magnificent force. Yohji turned around and realised Ken had his brows drawn tight together in concentration. He was about to ask the young wizard when a body slammed against him.
Yohji grabbed onto the figure and looked down upon his face. His eyes widen when he realised who he saw. The boy had beautiful blood red crimson hair, his amethyst eyes wide with fear. On one side of his face was a swelling bruise, his hair all tangled and matted with his own blood. But what reminds Yohji of who this young boy was, was a strange butterfly clip resting at the back of the boy's hair.
His thoughts vanished when the boy pushed Yohji out of the way and ran into the night. He opens his mouth to yell the boy to stop but instead small puff of breath appeared in the chill night. He wanted to go after him. Ask him his name. Warp his frail body in his arms. At that moment he felt very protective for the boy, wanted to comfort him, tell him everything is okay and no one is going to hurt him anymore. He was stopped in his track when Ken pulled him away from the alley.
"Not now my Lord, there will be time later on. For now we must head back before anyone suspect us."
Scanning the area once more, making sure no folks were around, a blue light was cast onto the air, creating a portal glowing brightly in the darkness.
"Come." He said as he beckons Yohji to follow him.
Prince Yohji looks back onto the street he last saw the boy disappeared into and shakes his head. He follows the young wizard and let the blue light engulf him as he returns to the castle. Yet even that night when he was safely back in his chamber, his dreams was disturb with images of the beautiful Levion boy and his soft melancholy voice whispering in his mind.
~ TBC ????~
So that was the first chapter! What do you readers think? I dunno what came over me to write this but I wanted something different for a change. Any comments? Suggestion? Let me know or email me! I will gladly reply. I dunno if I should continue it so please review me to let me know. Many thanks. Ja!