Disclaimer: I don't own KKJ. Must I add anything?
Ok, at the present my little brother is screaming not to take a bath and I CAN'T CONCENTRATE. Bear with me if this isn't so good.
Ok I wasn't able to check but I don't know if I said this already: Daemons settle when you're already preteen. (Read: they can't keep transforming anymore into different animals. They pick an animal and stay that way.) But I decided to make it different for this fic.
Wow, I haven't updated in awhile. Sorry about that.
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Chapter 3: Two changes
Jeanne was out again. She had found a person without a daemon, and she needed to seal him off.
"Checkmate," she whispered. The daemon-less man twisted in fury and screamed. But it subsided. He fell to his knees sobbed.
"My daemon! Where is my Cleona? My Cleona!"
Jeanne may have been frightened. A person without a daemon is like a person without a face or a heart. But she was used to it. She lifted her cross...
All at once, little lights like billions of fireflies came together and formed a furry little creature on the man's shoulder. (A/N: Like the Phireflies of Final Fantasy ten, which by the way I don't own either)
"Cleona!" The man called joyfully. He hugged the daemon tenderly. He turned to thank his blonde heroine. But she was gone.
~~~~~~Chiaki's Palace~~~~~~
Chiaki!
Hmmm?
Chiaki!
Wh-what?
CHIAKI-KUN!
"What???"
Chiaki bolted up. "What? I'm awake!"
"Oh, Chiaki!" Miyako came sobbing into the room.
What now? Chiaki thought.
"Your father, the king-he wants to talk to you-he already told me-and oh, it's AWFUL!"
"What? What's awful?" Chiaki asked, trying to soothe Access. He was a fluttering moth, restless.
"Oh-he'll tell you. Go on."
Chiaki walked to the throne room. His father was there, looking very vexed.
"Ah, Chiaki. Come here, son," The King beckoned Chiaki over.
"Yes Father?"
"There has been a change."
"A change?" Chiaki frowned. The King nodded gravely.
"Apparently, Lord Chaplain made a mistake in the files."
Chiaki nodded. "Which files exactly?"
"In your betrothed."
"My soon-to-be-wife?"
"Yes," said the King. He looked sternly at Lord Chaplain, who turned red. He turned back to Chiaki with an apologetic smile. "Princess Miyako is not your betrothed."
Chiaki didn't know what to feel. Angry? Sad?
Relieved?
"If that is so, my King," Chiaki said without emotion. "Who is my betrothed?"
The King clapped his hands. A girl with a rich-looking gown was brought in. Her daemon was a superior-looking cat.
"Meet Princess Yashiro."
~~~~~~The Marketplace~~~~~~
"Maron! Please buy a little fruit!" The fruit-seller's little children cried together.
"Fresh vegetables!" one stall's person yelled.
"Beautiful cloth!" The old weaving woman said to Maron shakily. She spread some cloth out for her to see.
Out of kindness, Maron got two pieces although they were beautiful. The old woman wrapped them slowly and thanked her clumsily.
"Maron! Maron!" a familiar voice called.
"Miyako?" Maron whirled around, looking for her friend.
"Maron!" Miyako pulled her friend to a quiet place.
"Miyako! Are you okay?" Maron studied her friend. She seemed upset.
"I'm so sorry about the other day...or was it yesterday? Oh, I don't know...I don't care anymore!"
"Why? What's wrong?" Maron asked, concerned.
Miyako hurriedly explained about everything: Chaplain's mistake, the files, Princess Yashiro...
"And the worst part," she sobbed. "Is that Chiaki didn't seem to care. He just looked at Yashiro and I and didn't seem to feel anything at the moment."
Maron hugged her friend for comfort.
"Maron...I'm still staying at Chiaki's palace for a few weeks. Please come. Please, stay with me. I can't face Yashiro, not even Chiaki."
Maron thought awhile. Staying at the palace? Leaving the peasant life? Someone might discover about Jeanne, or worse, her other secret...
"Alright, I'll come," Maron said, trying to smile. Miyako's daemon turned into a chick. It chirruped happily.
"Thank you, Maron. Thank you so much!"
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So the two changes: Chiaki's got a new fiancée (or is it fiancé?), and Maron is now going to be at the palace for the next few weeks!
Please review, and don't flame, I'm doing my best.
Phew, I worked on this one!
Ok, at the present my little brother is screaming not to take a bath and I CAN'T CONCENTRATE. Bear with me if this isn't so good.
Ok I wasn't able to check but I don't know if I said this already: Daemons settle when you're already preteen. (Read: they can't keep transforming anymore into different animals. They pick an animal and stay that way.) But I decided to make it different for this fic.
Wow, I haven't updated in awhile. Sorry about that.
~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~-~
Chapter 3: Two changes
Jeanne was out again. She had found a person without a daemon, and she needed to seal him off.
"Checkmate," she whispered. The daemon-less man twisted in fury and screamed. But it subsided. He fell to his knees sobbed.
"My daemon! Where is my Cleona? My Cleona!"
Jeanne may have been frightened. A person without a daemon is like a person without a face or a heart. But she was used to it. She lifted her cross...
All at once, little lights like billions of fireflies came together and formed a furry little creature on the man's shoulder. (A/N: Like the Phireflies of Final Fantasy ten, which by the way I don't own either)
"Cleona!" The man called joyfully. He hugged the daemon tenderly. He turned to thank his blonde heroine. But she was gone.
~~~~~~Chiaki's Palace~~~~~~
Chiaki!
Hmmm?
Chiaki!
Wh-what?
CHIAKI-KUN!
"What???"
Chiaki bolted up. "What? I'm awake!"
"Oh, Chiaki!" Miyako came sobbing into the room.
What now? Chiaki thought.
"Your father, the king-he wants to talk to you-he already told me-and oh, it's AWFUL!"
"What? What's awful?" Chiaki asked, trying to soothe Access. He was a fluttering moth, restless.
"Oh-he'll tell you. Go on."
Chiaki walked to the throne room. His father was there, looking very vexed.
"Ah, Chiaki. Come here, son," The King beckoned Chiaki over.
"Yes Father?"
"There has been a change."
"A change?" Chiaki frowned. The King nodded gravely.
"Apparently, Lord Chaplain made a mistake in the files."
Chiaki nodded. "Which files exactly?"
"In your betrothed."
"My soon-to-be-wife?"
"Yes," said the King. He looked sternly at Lord Chaplain, who turned red. He turned back to Chiaki with an apologetic smile. "Princess Miyako is not your betrothed."
Chiaki didn't know what to feel. Angry? Sad?
Relieved?
"If that is so, my King," Chiaki said without emotion. "Who is my betrothed?"
The King clapped his hands. A girl with a rich-looking gown was brought in. Her daemon was a superior-looking cat.
"Meet Princess Yashiro."
~~~~~~The Marketplace~~~~~~
"Maron! Please buy a little fruit!" The fruit-seller's little children cried together.
"Fresh vegetables!" one stall's person yelled.
"Beautiful cloth!" The old weaving woman said to Maron shakily. She spread some cloth out for her to see.
Out of kindness, Maron got two pieces although they were beautiful. The old woman wrapped them slowly and thanked her clumsily.
"Maron! Maron!" a familiar voice called.
"Miyako?" Maron whirled around, looking for her friend.
"Maron!" Miyako pulled her friend to a quiet place.
"Miyako! Are you okay?" Maron studied her friend. She seemed upset.
"I'm so sorry about the other day...or was it yesterday? Oh, I don't know...I don't care anymore!"
"Why? What's wrong?" Maron asked, concerned.
Miyako hurriedly explained about everything: Chaplain's mistake, the files, Princess Yashiro...
"And the worst part," she sobbed. "Is that Chiaki didn't seem to care. He just looked at Yashiro and I and didn't seem to feel anything at the moment."
Maron hugged her friend for comfort.
"Maron...I'm still staying at Chiaki's palace for a few weeks. Please come. Please, stay with me. I can't face Yashiro, not even Chiaki."
Maron thought awhile. Staying at the palace? Leaving the peasant life? Someone might discover about Jeanne, or worse, her other secret...
"Alright, I'll come," Maron said, trying to smile. Miyako's daemon turned into a chick. It chirruped happily.
"Thank you, Maron. Thank you so much!"
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So the two changes: Chiaki's got a new fiancée (or is it fiancé?), and Maron is now going to be at the palace for the next few weeks!
Please review, and don't flame, I'm doing my best.
Phew, I worked on this one!
