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: Thanks for everyone's reviews. Glad you liked it! Well I hope you will continue to read this part too. (hints) ^ ^ I haven't decided what to write next since I am working on my other fic at the moment. But I do have some idea! Please read and review! I would love you for it. Here's the fic~~~
Chapter Two: Beautiful Stranger
All was forgotten
When fate took place
Human strives for power
The Levions vanished in place
They become shadows
Of chanted books and rhythms
Told as childhood stories
About the medieval times
And so it all ends
Like the mist in the sky
They are nothing more than
Voices of Memories
"A beautiful songstress can never be forgotten. Only if you don't believe, will their memories vanish."
In the Legend of Memories, Appendix 12:8
Prince Kudou sighed in frustration. He was in a state of anger. More or less it has to do with the Levion boy he saw that night. How many nights has it been now? Four? Five? Too many of sleepless night the King cannot even remember. He had been searching for the redhead boy but to no avail. And now as he lingered in his studies, scrolls fluttering on his desk, he wish for the Gods to at least give him a chance to see the boy again.
A knock was heard on his door, following a guard entering the room.
"Your highness, Prince Hidaka asks to admit his presence."
Yohji waved his hand casually in the air.
"Please let him in."
A few minutes later, the young wizard made his entrance. He was wearing a silk blue robe tied loosely around his waist. Scrolls and small pouches dangle around his belt containing various sources of spell components while his other hand were playing with his dagger.
Ken seems to be in a terrible mood however. His hair was dishevelled, his eyes were slightly bloodshot and he had dark rings under his eyes.
"Couldn't sleep?" The young prince smirked. He had always enjoyed teasing the wizard whenever the chance appeared. It was something that made him fill like he was just an ordinary person.
"Be careful of what you say my Lord or I don't know what I might turn you into this time."
Yohji's smiled faltered. He did remembered the last time he annoyed the young wizard beyond anger that he turned him into a rabbit. It was until much glaring and bitting sending the wizard crackling with laughter that he was turned back to his normal size. Yohji shivered at the thought.
"So what brings you here then. I'm sure your not here to entertain me with more of your magicks."
That did made Ken smiled. He had always known his friend has a soft spot in sorcery. It was not until Ken urged Yohji to watched him perform a spell that did no harm to him physically and mentally, did he stop pestering Ken about it. But still the young Lord refuses to participate whenever Ken practices his sorcery around the castle.
"The rumours are flying about. It seems even the King himself knows it by now."
Yohji arch his eyebrows. "What rumours? What does this have to do with my father?"
The wizard walks towards the window. His steps treading silently on the carpet. The wind blew softly against his hair, sending his robes shifting around.
"The rumours of the Levion are spread throughout the town. Apparently that night when the fight erupted in the tavern, many town folks were concerned about the incident. It was said that a Levion has been reborn and has escaped from the tavern. The King is very concern about this matter and has taken a high interest in the Levion. To put it quite frankly, one would think he wants the Levion himself."
Yohji got up from his chair, ignoring the scrolls falling from the table. His mind was in confusion. His father wants the Levion? But damn they don't even know where he is. Even if they did find the boy, would that mean he can stay in the castle and bid the King's wishes.
"Do you know where he is?"
"The Levion...I simply do not know my friend. Not even I can use sorcery to track him down. However I think I have a fair idea where he'll be."
"We must look for him! He may be in danger. You and I both saw how badly he was treated by that bastard."
"Yohji" The wizard gazed at him sternly. He smiled and shakes his head.
"What?" inquired the Prince.
"Sometimes.... your mind refuses to tell me but your heart tells it all.
He closed the window, blocking the chill winds inside the room. It was almost winter and the festival would soon be held. Already maids were decorating the halls with violet flowers symbolising the peace the King has brought to the Kingdom. It will not be long before Lords and Ladies from the aisle continent to come to Shaniva during the winter months for the celebration. It was also the time the wizard hates going to formal meetings. Most especially his father would be there to talk to the King. He sighed.
"We will head back to the tavern tonight. Until now...we will wait."
Yohji looks up to his friend and smiled. "Ken.... I...Thankyou."
He smirked. Clearing up various parchments lying on his table. "Now would you care to join me in a game of chest?"
"Of course my Lord."
* * * * * *
"Arggghhhh.....No...Please stop!"
" Don't you dare run away again you whore. You are nothing! You belong to me!"
The man continued to thrust forcefully into the boy. Blood beginning to slide down the boy's thigh. He screamed in pain, each thrust sending agony to his frail limps. Tears were formed in his eyes as his mouth panted in a silent shout. The man thrust a few more times and stiffens sending warm cum into the boy. Breathing harshly he got up and fixed his robes leaving the boy lying in his own pool of blood.
"Clean yourself. I do not want my whore to be a mess. After you've done so you will sing tonight. You know the consequences if you don't."
The man left the boy lying coldly on the ground. He was shivering but he did not cry. There were no more tears left to cry.
* * * * * *
"Ken are you sure he will be there? What makes you think he will go back after the way that bastard treated him."
The two princes were gathered outside the tavern as the night slowly began to take place. They each wore warm traveller's coat and soft-leathered boots in order to hide their royalty appearances. Yohji had brought along his sword thinking it would be necessary if things come to worst. Ken had already had a few spells memorised and shifted the dagger beneath his cloak. For some reason, both princes knew they wouldn't get back to the castle without a fight.
"You did not see the face of the boy. Why would he stay in a tavern like so if he could sing like a Levion. There is a reason why he is staying there and I know he would have to return sooner or later. Also if I have not being mistaken I have heard from the town folks that the Levion will sing tonight."
Yohji had to agree with the young wizard. During their way to the tavern they have heard people muttering about a certain songstress singing tonight. Rumours were said a Levion has been reborn. And who else would it be but the beautiful boy he had held in his arms nights before. It would only have to be him.
The young wizard scanned the tavern carefully. Finally he said, "Be careful. There is something-strange going to happen tonight. I can feel it."
With that the wizard shifted his cloak and made his way to the tavern. Yohji followed his friend lead and hid his sword behind his cloak. Tonight they will bring the boy back to the castle. At all cost.
* * * * * *
Ran stood there starring at himself in the small broken glass. His reflection starred back at him with sorrows in his eyes.
I must do this for her. She is all I have left.
He carefully tried to arrange his clothing in a more fashionable manner. His hands were shaking slightly, his legs still too weak to support himself from the previous encounter. He slowly picked up the brush and ran it through his silky hair. Such irony. He hates his hair. It was red, just like the blood he had seen too often in his life. He shifted his dress a bit more, fondling with the drapery around his waist when someone opened the door.
"Get yourself ready. You are about to perform." spoke the harsh voice.
"Yes" Ran replied softly. He gathered the silky drapery around him and made his way to the stage.
I will do this for you. Only for you Aya.
And he stepped into the bright light.
* * * * * *
Yohji and Ken seated themselves in the corner-watching travellers and town folks made their way inside the tavern. It seems everyone wanted to see the Levion tonight as the room was filled with more people than the previous night. Shouts were heard throughout the room with glasses slamming on tables demanding for the Levion to sing. Yohji had almost given up waiting when he saw the Levion appearing on the stage.
It was the boy with the beautiful crimson hair and sparkling amethyst eyes. If Yohji had not seen him earlier, he would have thought the boy was a beautiful maiden dressing in soft shimmering silky drapery. The smooth shiny colours of pink silk matches so exotically with his hair, his shoulder was bare showing smooth pale skins. He was simply a Goddess sent by the Gods.
The Levion took his place as he did the other night, wincing as he did so. Yohji noticed there was pain in his eyes but was quickly gone when he slowly started to sing. Once again it was the same soft melody the prince had dreamed about many times during the night. Some of the men snickered and whistled around the room while others stood transfix listening to the beautiful song. Soon the song drew to the end and the Levion was left starring at the crowd.
Moneys was thrown and given to the bartender that took it away with greedy hands. He thanked the customers, his dark eyes giving cold glances at the boy, indicating him to leave. As was told the Levion left his place and made his way off the stage when all of a sudden a meaty hand grabbed onto his wrist.
"Come on there pretty lady. You wouldn't want to go so soon. Why not give me some company?" the man grinned, his lusty eyes roaming around the Levion's body.
Fear filled the deep amethyst eyes and the boy began to panic, trying to jerk his hands out of the man's harsh grip.
"Let go….."
"Hmmm…I think not. You're too pretty to go to waste. Why not warm my bed tonight sweetie?"
"I said let go!"
The man got up and pulled onto the boy's hair as he yelped in pain. "Don't think just because you're pretty I treat you like a princess whore. You will listen to me and we'll have some fun together, you got that?"
The man moved his face closer to the boy, his drunken breath puffed softly on the boy's skin.
"No…please stop…." Pleaded the young Levion.
The bartender saw the commotion and immediately made his way to the boy when a voice interrupted his movement.
"Why don't you let the boy go and we can settle this in a more sensible manner."
The two princes stood behind the Levion as the drunken man let go of the boy. He snarls at them and drew his sword. Yohji did the same while Ken moved back towards the corner of the tavern.
"This will show you to butt out of other people's business!"
He charged and swung his sword against the Prince's head. A loud metal noise was heard as the two swords clashes to one another. Yohji dodged the attack and took a swipe on the side. The man yelped in pain as a bloody gash was left on his leg. Fights started to erupt as the two men fight. Glasses were been smashed and tables flipped over. Yohji continues to attack as the man took another swipe at his head. He ducked just in time, strands of hair were chopped off from the sharp blade.
The Levion boy saw the commotion and ran outside to the backdoor escaping onto the night. Out of the corner of his eye, Ken watched the bartender following after him. But there was no time for that. Ken closes his eyes in concentration as the words of spell flow clearly in his mind. He made sure each word were pronounce properly as he whispered them slowly, his voice going louder with each syllable, throwing sands in the air.
"uniwerily consileior banesh boorare!"
A blue bright light exploded in the air like fireworks sparkling in the night. Smokes were gathered around as people screamed and ran in terror, many blinded by the smoke covering their eyesight. Ken grabbed onto Yohji's arm and dragged him to the door.
"Damn! What the hell was that?" yelled the swordsman over the noise.
"Just playing around with fireworks. Something I learnt when I was bored listening to court meetings. Come on! The boy went that way. No time to waste."
The swordsman and the wizard ran out onto the alley searching for the boy. They notice the bright red hair glimmering in the moonlight as he was pushed onto the floor. The bartender jerks the boy's head up, as the boy struggled screaming in pain. His scream died when a blue-blinded light blocked his vision.
"Ashietera!!!" screamed the wizard.
And everything went still.
The Levion struggles to get up as gentle hands reached to steady his shaky legs. A voice so soothing echoed in his mind.
"Hey…are you alright?"
The young Levion looked up at the blond swordsman and saw the warmth lingering in his eyes. He tries to move from the swordsman grip but the sudden action causes him to collapse as the darkness encloses him.
~TBC~
Yikes! This chapter seemed a bit long. I wasn't planning to write that much. ^ ^; Heh. Yeah I finished a chapter….good for me! What did you all think??? Should I keep going??? Any ideas? Please REVIEW me and I'll give you cookies! * throws cookies to reviewers * Thanks again!