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Against the Wishes
Chapter One
A girl with long blonde hair whizzed past Allen as he walked slowly down the long corridor. He looked back, sheepishly admiring the young woman's behind, but quickly snapped his head back when he heard angry voices from the room ahead of him. He hurried to the door of the room and leaned his head against the door. Allen only sulked when all he could hear was muffled remarks. After a shake of his head, he stopped and waited for the arguing to stop, while admiring the pictures of the Fanel family on the walls surrounding him.
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Van Fanel jumped nervously from his bed as a knock on the door distracted him from his recent train of thought. He stood in one place for a moment, trying to remember what it was that he was thinking about and then moaned when the knock came again. Opening the door, he said simply, "Schezar. You're late."
"What do you make of it?" Allen retorted hotly, his blue eyes had a slight gleam to them. "How often has it been that you, yourself, Prince Van, have been late? I suggest you think about that and ignore my own time of arrival."
Van, being young and naive as he was--since being only 15--shot Allen a dirty look. A look of annoyance. And guilt. Soon though, he spoke again, "Forgotten." He grinned slightly, "Something to drink? To eat, maybe? I mean, surely a strong warrior of Asturia has not lost his appetite?"
Allen smiled at the raven-haired prince and replied bitterly, "I have not lost any amount of my appetite, thank you. Although, something to drink would be nice." He watched as Van scrunched his face up a bit and then excuse himself from the room.
He hurried over to a desk in the corner and muttered with utter sarcasm, "So, he's a clean freak," while looking down at the horrific spread of papers. He dug hastily through the mess, spying a few sheets in particular and stuffing them in his shirt. After hearing a rustling beyond the open door where Van had exited, Allen stiffly walked to the window and looked out. A young woman with short, tidy, honey brown hair, seemed to be sneaking about the courtyard of the Fanelia Palace. He grinned at her beauty and grace, one side of his mouth curving up slightly while the other stayed lazily in its place.
"Nice view?" Van said from behind him. Allen turned with a jolt.
"Perhaps the future king of Fanelia shouldn't be so sneaky amongst his guests?" Allen cursed, the grin being quickly wiped off his sharp-featured face. "Though, one must wonder, why a prince would need or have such skill in the first place. Surely you wouldn't need it. And I must admit, I am curious as to where you've learned such a thing." He grinned again.
Van's eyes shimmered for a second, then, "I must be off for now Mr. Schezar, but here is your drink. I will speak with you later to discuss this pitiful battle on Gaea. But for now," he paused, "Folken, dear to me as he is, is going to hear what I think about this 'arranged' marriage he has going on for me."
Allen's eyebrows shot up in surprise, "Arranged marriage, huh? Who is it with?"
Van blushed, "A woman with long blonde hair. Her name is Millerna."
Allen thought for a moment, "I know Millerna. The question is though, who would ever want to have any sort of marriage with such a despicable...creature?"
"Millerna is not despicable," Van said huffily, trying to act smooth.
"I was talking about you." Allen laughed wittily, "Bye, Van," he said between chuckles as he left the room, leaving in his solitude, a dumbfounded Van. "How in the world of Gaea is that foolish young man going to be able to handle this country? For the sake of Fanelia, that boy can't even take care of himself." Allen thought.
***
"Stop! Thief!" A young, short, very stout man yelled as he took off after a girl with short honey brown hair.
"Well, instead of running, he just more or less bounces himself after me." Hitomi Kanzaki thought with a devious smile, her feet pounding in a quick rhythm against the path of patterned bricks she was escaping on.
Allen was making his way down the steps of the Fanelia Palace casually, strolling as if to attract all the females around to his side. Where, in all reality, there were many ladies around gawking at him with desire. He ignored them and listened to his footsteps, and seemed to lose the rhythm when he heard another set of rather speedy steps. He turned to his right just as the same honey brown haired girl tripped onto her face, and a very stubby little man a ways behind her who seemed to be stopped, and catching his breath. Allen, clearly having an idea about what was going on, lunged towards the girl, picked her up and hurried back into the palace and into the guest chambers where he was staying with his sister Merle. The girl--in his iron grasp--was kicking and shouting.
"Calm down!" He said quickly but politely as he lay her on the bed. "What have you done to yourself?" Allen asked quizzically while examining the bruises and cuts on her long, pale, slender legs, "And why was that chubby cookie monster chasing you?"
The girl quit screaming while he was talking and laughed at the remark he had made about the guard. After a quick giggle, she put a solid look of annoyance and priss on her face.
Allen softened. Seeing the pretty girl in such a state amused him in a way. "What's your name, fair lady?" He asked with one of his dashingly sexy smiles.
The girl's face didn't move, so Allen took a string of her short hair and twirled it with his finger. He was all but surprised when she slapped him. "That was pretty well deserved, now wasn't it? But I wouldn't have touched you if you had just simply told me your name." He grinned lazily.
"My name is Hitomi Kanzaki. And as far as I am concerned, that will be all you shall know about me." She tilted her head away from him, her nose in the air, and arms crossed about her chest.
A knock on the door startled Allen. He rose up from the bedside and told Hitomi to stay put and hush. Walking to the door, he gave another of his sexy smiles to the girl. He opened the door to find the fairly out of breath, chubby man with his hand on his knees for support. He looked back at Hitomi with an eyebrow raised.
***
Note: Here is the start of my new Esca-fic!!!!!! I've finally gotten ideas for one!! YEA!!!! By the way, this WILL be an AllenxHitomi fic. It will be good, I promise!! Plus, after this story, there will be a sequel which I am POSITIVE you people will like!!! ^_^'' Please R&R!!! Shpankiez!!
Against the Wishes
Chapter One
A girl with long blonde hair whizzed past Allen as he walked slowly down the long corridor. He looked back, sheepishly admiring the young woman's behind, but quickly snapped his head back when he heard angry voices from the room ahead of him. He hurried to the door of the room and leaned his head against the door. Allen only sulked when all he could hear was muffled remarks. After a shake of his head, he stopped and waited for the arguing to stop, while admiring the pictures of the Fanel family on the walls surrounding him.
***
Van Fanel jumped nervously from his bed as a knock on the door distracted him from his recent train of thought. He stood in one place for a moment, trying to remember what it was that he was thinking about and then moaned when the knock came again. Opening the door, he said simply, "Schezar. You're late."
"What do you make of it?" Allen retorted hotly, his blue eyes had a slight gleam to them. "How often has it been that you, yourself, Prince Van, have been late? I suggest you think about that and ignore my own time of arrival."
Van, being young and naive as he was--since being only 15--shot Allen a dirty look. A look of annoyance. And guilt. Soon though, he spoke again, "Forgotten." He grinned slightly, "Something to drink? To eat, maybe? I mean, surely a strong warrior of Asturia has not lost his appetite?"
Allen smiled at the raven-haired prince and replied bitterly, "I have not lost any amount of my appetite, thank you. Although, something to drink would be nice." He watched as Van scrunched his face up a bit and then excuse himself from the room.
He hurried over to a desk in the corner and muttered with utter sarcasm, "So, he's a clean freak," while looking down at the horrific spread of papers. He dug hastily through the mess, spying a few sheets in particular and stuffing them in his shirt. After hearing a rustling beyond the open door where Van had exited, Allen stiffly walked to the window and looked out. A young woman with short, tidy, honey brown hair, seemed to be sneaking about the courtyard of the Fanelia Palace. He grinned at her beauty and grace, one side of his mouth curving up slightly while the other stayed lazily in its place.
"Nice view?" Van said from behind him. Allen turned with a jolt.
"Perhaps the future king of Fanelia shouldn't be so sneaky amongst his guests?" Allen cursed, the grin being quickly wiped off his sharp-featured face. "Though, one must wonder, why a prince would need or have such skill in the first place. Surely you wouldn't need it. And I must admit, I am curious as to where you've learned such a thing." He grinned again.
Van's eyes shimmered for a second, then, "I must be off for now Mr. Schezar, but here is your drink. I will speak with you later to discuss this pitiful battle on Gaea. But for now," he paused, "Folken, dear to me as he is, is going to hear what I think about this 'arranged' marriage he has going on for me."
Allen's eyebrows shot up in surprise, "Arranged marriage, huh? Who is it with?"
Van blushed, "A woman with long blonde hair. Her name is Millerna."
Allen thought for a moment, "I know Millerna. The question is though, who would ever want to have any sort of marriage with such a despicable...creature?"
"Millerna is not despicable," Van said huffily, trying to act smooth.
"I was talking about you." Allen laughed wittily, "Bye, Van," he said between chuckles as he left the room, leaving in his solitude, a dumbfounded Van. "How in the world of Gaea is that foolish young man going to be able to handle this country? For the sake of Fanelia, that boy can't even take care of himself." Allen thought.
***
"Stop! Thief!" A young, short, very stout man yelled as he took off after a girl with short honey brown hair.
"Well, instead of running, he just more or less bounces himself after me." Hitomi Kanzaki thought with a devious smile, her feet pounding in a quick rhythm against the path of patterned bricks she was escaping on.
Allen was making his way down the steps of the Fanelia Palace casually, strolling as if to attract all the females around to his side. Where, in all reality, there were many ladies around gawking at him with desire. He ignored them and listened to his footsteps, and seemed to lose the rhythm when he heard another set of rather speedy steps. He turned to his right just as the same honey brown haired girl tripped onto her face, and a very stubby little man a ways behind her who seemed to be stopped, and catching his breath. Allen, clearly having an idea about what was going on, lunged towards the girl, picked her up and hurried back into the palace and into the guest chambers where he was staying with his sister Merle. The girl--in his iron grasp--was kicking and shouting.
"Calm down!" He said quickly but politely as he lay her on the bed. "What have you done to yourself?" Allen asked quizzically while examining the bruises and cuts on her long, pale, slender legs, "And why was that chubby cookie monster chasing you?"
The girl quit screaming while he was talking and laughed at the remark he had made about the guard. After a quick giggle, she put a solid look of annoyance and priss on her face.
Allen softened. Seeing the pretty girl in such a state amused him in a way. "What's your name, fair lady?" He asked with one of his dashingly sexy smiles.
The girl's face didn't move, so Allen took a string of her short hair and twirled it with his finger. He was all but surprised when she slapped him. "That was pretty well deserved, now wasn't it? But I wouldn't have touched you if you had just simply told me your name." He grinned lazily.
"My name is Hitomi Kanzaki. And as far as I am concerned, that will be all you shall know about me." She tilted her head away from him, her nose in the air, and arms crossed about her chest.
A knock on the door startled Allen. He rose up from the bedside and told Hitomi to stay put and hush. Walking to the door, he gave another of his sexy smiles to the girl. He opened the door to find the fairly out of breath, chubby man with his hand on his knees for support. He looked back at Hitomi with an eyebrow raised.
***
Note: Here is the start of my new Esca-fic!!!!!! I've finally gotten ideas for one!! YEA!!!! By the way, this WILL be an AllenxHitomi fic. It will be good, I promise!! Plus, after this story, there will be a sequel which I am POSITIVE you people will like!!! ^_^'' Please R&R!!! Shpankiez!!
