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Ame: LALALALALA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nato: o_O
Ame: LALALALALA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nato: o_O
Ame: LALALA---
Nato: URUSAI
Ame: fine....
Rinoa: ON WITH RECLAIMING PHARAE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ame: Rinoa? How'd they let you in?
Rinoa: ^_^ my secret!
Ame: My kami, how MANY secrets DO you have?
Rinoa: A lot!
Ame: damn.....
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Reclaiming Pharae~~
Roy woke up in a nice silk bed fit for a king. He sat up wearily with his palm to his forehead. "Damn, my head hurts like hell." Roy looked around the spacious room to see nothing, no one. "Where am I?" he got up from the bed walking around. "This isn't my room, wait, I might still be in Altea," he mused aloud. Roy felt a bit dizzy and lightheaded but he kept walking around hoping for an answer to jump at him. Roy started to head toward the door when he heard another door from the other side of the room open. "What?" Roy turned around swiftly. Who came out of the door was Marth.
"Oh, you're awake I see," he smiled as he ran his fingers through his hair.
"........" The stubborn 11 year-old said nothing; he just glared at the other prince.
"I see you are not going to speak to me now are you?" Marth sighed heavily. He walked toward Roy who moved backward as he approached. "What's wrong? Does it look like I'm going to bite you??" Marth lifted a brow.
Roy refused to speak to him; he kept staring, just staring. He didn't know what good it might do but he didn't have a clue what else to do.
Marth rolled his eyes, "Well at the very least you could tell me your name." Marth sighed heavily waiting for Roy's response.
Roy looked coldly at Marth, "Roy." He said very short and bluntly. He watched Marth as if he were plotting against him. The auburn head gave him an icy glare that most 11 year-olds don't have.
The glare that Roy gave Marth sent a chill down his back. "You look at me as if I was your enemy but I'm not, you know who your true rival is." Marth returned Roy with a stern adult like look. The indigo haired prince was not going to let some 11 year-old boy intimidate him.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Roy snorted.
"When you're older you'll understand," Marth closed his; turning away he walked out of the room.
"You talk to me as if I were and infant! I'm not a kid anymore!! I may look like one but I'm not!!" the youth retorted as Marth left the room.
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"Marth? Marth? Come on talk to me!!" Roy pulled on the dazed in the past ex prince.
"Ehh? What?" Marth looked at Roy whose face was relived that he was okay. "Oh gomen Roy, I was day dreaming." Marth scratched his head lazily.
"You scared me," he snorted as now he was wearing his armor and cape. "Come on get dressed!" Roy threw a pillow at Marth. Roy laughed happily on the bed.
"All right! Jeez you live to annoy me don't you?" Marth said jokingly.
"Well that's the whole point!" Roy said sarcastically.
Marth began to put on his blue armor when Maria came in.
"Like you guys, your like food is ready!" she smiled as she crossed her arm with a spoon in her right arm.
"YAY!" Roy got up and ran toward the kitchen nearly running Maria over.
"Whoa jeez some one is like hungry," Maria laughed as she watched Roy zoom into the kitchen.
Marth smiled and looked at Maria, "Thank you for the food, I'm very thankful that you are here." He stood up with his armor fully on and in his hand his cape.
"It's like my pleasure," she blushed.
"Shall we go?" Marth was acting al gentlemanly letting Maria go through the door first.
"Like thank you," she smirked.
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The 11 year-old sat on the bed very irritated and heated. 'That Altean prince who the hell does he think he is???' Roy thought. He laid down on the bed and closed his eyes. "There is something about him that bothers me, but what?" Roy laid there for about ten minutes before he got up again. He ran his hand through is tangled auburn colored hair, "Grr, where is father. What could take him so long?!" Roy stubbornly got up and walked toward the door. He walked out of the room roaming the vast corridor of the Altean castle. "This castle is almost as big as mine," Roy exclaimed.
"Who are you?" a guard yelled at Roy pointing his finger at him.
"I'm Roy of Pharae, and it's not polite to point," Roy said although he himself need to learn a lot about being 'polite'.
"Oh so you're the little problem child aren't ya?" the guard chuckled putting his hands at his waist which were a bit plump.
"Well yeah my reputation does say that doesn't it fatso?" Roy retorted distastefully. Roy stuck his tongue at the guard while stretching his mouth with his index fingers.
"Why you little brat!" the guard yelled grabbing a Yari (a stick with a sharp metal point thingy, not to be mistaken with a naginata) "I'll show you what kids like you deserve."
"Oh sure do what you want fatso," Roy sighed ignoring the threat. "Oh and did I mention that you remind me of a lake I've seen, o couldn't see the other end of it." Roy laughed out loud mocking the guard.
"You're gonna get it!!" the guard advanced toward Roy until he hear a familiar voice.
"Stop! Brax what do you think you're doing?" Marth came from the end of the corridor.
The guard stood dead still, "M-my lord I'm sorry, you see..."
"I don't want to hear it, you are not to harm our guest even if they are rude," Marth looked at Roy crossly. Roy ignored him completely. "I won't tell father but if anything like this happens again you will be punished, am I clear?"
"Yes!! I will never do anything like that again!" promised the guard pitifully.
"Very well you are forgiven," Marth turned around to face the stubborn auburn head. "Now why did you leave your quarter?"
"Because it was starting to suffocate me," Roy snorted bluntly.
"Ah, so the mighty Roy does speak," jeered Marth.
"Shut up, I didn't leave the room to be mocked."
"You left the room to mock other?" Marth retorted.
"No, I left to find my father, this big thug approached me first so this was not my fault," the young prince started to walk away from Marth.
"Well if you walk that way you won't find your father," Marth stated firmly. "He is this way," Marth leaded the way as Roy reluctantly followed.
~~~~~~~~~~~TBC
Ame: heh this is a good chapter I think, one of my faves ^_^
Nato: -_-;;;
Ame: please review!
Ame: LALALALALA!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nato: o_O
Ame: LALALALALA!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Nato: o_O
Ame: LALALA---
Nato: URUSAI
Ame: fine....
Rinoa: ON WITH RECLAIMING PHARAE!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Ame: Rinoa? How'd they let you in?
Rinoa: ^_^ my secret!
Ame: My kami, how MANY secrets DO you have?
Rinoa: A lot!
Ame: damn.....
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Reclaiming Pharae~~
Roy woke up in a nice silk bed fit for a king. He sat up wearily with his palm to his forehead. "Damn, my head hurts like hell." Roy looked around the spacious room to see nothing, no one. "Where am I?" he got up from the bed walking around. "This isn't my room, wait, I might still be in Altea," he mused aloud. Roy felt a bit dizzy and lightheaded but he kept walking around hoping for an answer to jump at him. Roy started to head toward the door when he heard another door from the other side of the room open. "What?" Roy turned around swiftly. Who came out of the door was Marth.
"Oh, you're awake I see," he smiled as he ran his fingers through his hair.
"........" The stubborn 11 year-old said nothing; he just glared at the other prince.
"I see you are not going to speak to me now are you?" Marth sighed heavily. He walked toward Roy who moved backward as he approached. "What's wrong? Does it look like I'm going to bite you??" Marth lifted a brow.
Roy refused to speak to him; he kept staring, just staring. He didn't know what good it might do but he didn't have a clue what else to do.
Marth rolled his eyes, "Well at the very least you could tell me your name." Marth sighed heavily waiting for Roy's response.
Roy looked coldly at Marth, "Roy." He said very short and bluntly. He watched Marth as if he were plotting against him. The auburn head gave him an icy glare that most 11 year-olds don't have.
The glare that Roy gave Marth sent a chill down his back. "You look at me as if I was your enemy but I'm not, you know who your true rival is." Marth returned Roy with a stern adult like look. The indigo haired prince was not going to let some 11 year-old boy intimidate him.
"What the hell are you talking about?" Roy snorted.
"When you're older you'll understand," Marth closed his; turning away he walked out of the room.
"You talk to me as if I were and infant! I'm not a kid anymore!! I may look like one but I'm not!!" the youth retorted as Marth left the room.
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"Marth? Marth? Come on talk to me!!" Roy pulled on the dazed in the past ex prince.
"Ehh? What?" Marth looked at Roy whose face was relived that he was okay. "Oh gomen Roy, I was day dreaming." Marth scratched his head lazily.
"You scared me," he snorted as now he was wearing his armor and cape. "Come on get dressed!" Roy threw a pillow at Marth. Roy laughed happily on the bed.
"All right! Jeez you live to annoy me don't you?" Marth said jokingly.
"Well that's the whole point!" Roy said sarcastically.
Marth began to put on his blue armor when Maria came in.
"Like you guys, your like food is ready!" she smiled as she crossed her arm with a spoon in her right arm.
"YAY!" Roy got up and ran toward the kitchen nearly running Maria over.
"Whoa jeez some one is like hungry," Maria laughed as she watched Roy zoom into the kitchen.
Marth smiled and looked at Maria, "Thank you for the food, I'm very thankful that you are here." He stood up with his armor fully on and in his hand his cape.
"It's like my pleasure," she blushed.
"Shall we go?" Marth was acting al gentlemanly letting Maria go through the door first.
"Like thank you," she smirked.
~~~~~~~
The 11 year-old sat on the bed very irritated and heated. 'That Altean prince who the hell does he think he is???' Roy thought. He laid down on the bed and closed his eyes. "There is something about him that bothers me, but what?" Roy laid there for about ten minutes before he got up again. He ran his hand through is tangled auburn colored hair, "Grr, where is father. What could take him so long?!" Roy stubbornly got up and walked toward the door. He walked out of the room roaming the vast corridor of the Altean castle. "This castle is almost as big as mine," Roy exclaimed.
"Who are you?" a guard yelled at Roy pointing his finger at him.
"I'm Roy of Pharae, and it's not polite to point," Roy said although he himself need to learn a lot about being 'polite'.
"Oh so you're the little problem child aren't ya?" the guard chuckled putting his hands at his waist which were a bit plump.
"Well yeah my reputation does say that doesn't it fatso?" Roy retorted distastefully. Roy stuck his tongue at the guard while stretching his mouth with his index fingers.
"Why you little brat!" the guard yelled grabbing a Yari (a stick with a sharp metal point thingy, not to be mistaken with a naginata) "I'll show you what kids like you deserve."
"Oh sure do what you want fatso," Roy sighed ignoring the threat. "Oh and did I mention that you remind me of a lake I've seen, o couldn't see the other end of it." Roy laughed out loud mocking the guard.
"You're gonna get it!!" the guard advanced toward Roy until he hear a familiar voice.
"Stop! Brax what do you think you're doing?" Marth came from the end of the corridor.
The guard stood dead still, "M-my lord I'm sorry, you see..."
"I don't want to hear it, you are not to harm our guest even if they are rude," Marth looked at Roy crossly. Roy ignored him completely. "I won't tell father but if anything like this happens again you will be punished, am I clear?"
"Yes!! I will never do anything like that again!" promised the guard pitifully.
"Very well you are forgiven," Marth turned around to face the stubborn auburn head. "Now why did you leave your quarter?"
"Because it was starting to suffocate me," Roy snorted bluntly.
"Ah, so the mighty Roy does speak," jeered Marth.
"Shut up, I didn't leave the room to be mocked."
"You left the room to mock other?" Marth retorted.
"No, I left to find my father, this big thug approached me first so this was not my fault," the young prince started to walk away from Marth.
"Well if you walk that way you won't find your father," Marth stated firmly. "He is this way," Marth leaded the way as Roy reluctantly followed.
~~~~~~~~~~~TBC
Ame: heh this is a good chapter I think, one of my faves ^_^
Nato: -_-;;;
Ame: please review!