Author's Notes:: Meow! This is for my princess and Darling, Caitlin-doll, aka Anthiru.I hope you enjoy ^^.

Disclaimer: I don't, by any means, (except for perhaps in a parallel universe..) own any of the characters or anything else created in Shoujo Kakumei Utena. Chiho Saito, the Be-Papa's, and everyone else up there do.

False Princes

There are so many false princes in the world- people who hide behind bits of petals and swords, playing to be noble, when in fact..they don't give a damn. In order to receive their prize; their honor, they'll play at anything..just for the role of hero. You and I both learned that, didn't we..? I, however, was born to play the prince, and I beat the one who took my role. But you..you, my darling princess, have your own roles, and what does it matter if the prince is different with each passing day?

I remember when I was little, and I used to sit up on my Aunt's knee, while she read Fairy Tales to me. There was one, The Twelve Dancing Princesses, which I remembered hating with a passion, ever since I had met 'Mr. Licky-lick'. I was so angry at the magic princes- that they would trick the twelve sisters, and magick them away for nights at a time, all for just a little dancing. Each time I would hear the story, I would insist that Aunt Yurika change it. It just wasn't fair that the eldest sister was the only one gifted with a prince, and that the other eleven were left with nothing but memories of a false comfort. Instead, a horde of soldiers came! And they were really princes coming to save them..

Wouldn't that be lovely, if that was how the fairy tale really went? Wouldn't it be lovely, if that's how -our- fairy tale went? But life, although it has its characters, its princes, princesses, dragons and faeries alike.. can never truly end happy, can it? Still.. I'll strive for that, for you. Were you happy then, truly happy, when you were pushed around as the rose bride? Was all that you wanted, instead of normality? How could you be.. I remember thinking, when I first learned of all this. How could -anyone- be so?

And so I decided. I decided to fight, my darling. I'll fight for you, to free you from the false princes of the world- take you from their grasp. And even then, if you choose another prince, another who will make you happy, it will be okay. Because..us princes, true ones, mind you, always stick around, and we always make sure that others will be happy. As long as you're happy..

When all of this is over, when the last petal of the last rose has fallen, and the final victor of all has been decided..When revolution finally commences, and the false princes of the past have been dealt with.. will I be the one who finalizes it? Will End of the World choose me? Even you don't know, princess. In fact, I wonder sometimes, if you're afraid that it will end..Once you are free, when you can make your own decisions..who will you turn to? The dream will break, the familiar will be gone.. Can you face it?

You will, princess. You will. Whether by my hand, or some other Noble soul. You will. I will make sure of that. Never again, after I have drawn the sword, will you be taken in by another false prince. Never again.

End Notes:: All right..It's done. I'm relatively proud of it. Now, inflate or deflate my ego by clicking on that little purple button down there somewhere. And please..don't flame, I -did- put some effort into writing this.