James headed to where he believed Naomi's room was, he was pretty sure
where it was, but not certain.
He knocked on the door that he arrived at. 'Come in!' Someone replied, a little muffled.
James opened the door, quietly closing it behind him. He stood at the door, waiting for Naomi to acknowledge him. Naomi came walking towards him, turning the corner from the bathroom. She stopped dead in her tracks.
Naomi was wearing a black tank top, and loose grey sweat pants, and clearly, no bra. She blushed deeply at the sight of James standing there, but quickly hid all of her feelings.
'What do you want?' She asked angrily, turning and walking to her bed. James followed her.
'I wanted to talk.' He replied, watching Naomi gracefully sit down on her bed. He wondered what it would be like to sleep in Naomi's bed with her. James shook his head, trying to get rid of such obscene perverted thoughts.
'Talk about what, there's nothing to talk about.' Naomi replied stubbornly. James smiled at her.
'You haven't changed one bit from the old Naomi that I used to know, still stubborn as ever.' He said, smiling at her. Naomi looked up at him coldly.
'I never knew the true you, I don't know if you've changed.' Naomi replied angrily.
'Hey, does your Father still have that red motorcycle, or did he give it to you yet?' James asked, changing the subject suddenly. Naomi slapped him angrily.
'Don't change the subject!' Naomi yelled, glaring at him.
James pushed her back on the bed angrily, pinning her down. Hot tears were streaming down his cheeks. 'You want to know the truth? I couldn't tell you the truth! I don't know how you don't understand that! I couldn't tell you who I was, or where I was from! You hurt me; you hurt me more than I ever could have hurt you!! Don't you understand that?!' He yelled in her face.
His hot tears fell onto her cheeks, and rolled down. She stared up at him, too shocked to say anything. Naomi gasped softly, enticing James unknowingly. James leaned down, kissing Naomi softly at first, then leaning into the kiss even more.
Naomi hit James away from her, scrambling away from him. 'What the hell do you think you're doing you pervert?!' Naomi demanded angrily.
James wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. 'I was just... I was just seeing what it would be like...' He blushed, standing up straight and backing away a bit.
'You're just a pervert, trying to take advantage of me like that!' Naomi yelled at him.
'No, I swear, I wasn't trying to take advantage--' James was cut off; Naomi had kicked him in the stomach. He stumbled back, coughing.
'Get out of here you horny pervert!!' Naomi yelled at him angrily.
James stumbled back, and left as quickly as he could. He knew he should've just listened to his mother; he should've just let Naomi be.
James collapsed on his bed, still holding the ring in his hand. He was thinking of Naomi, a day wouldn't go by that he didn't think of her, but now that he had seen her again, the first time in eight years, almost nine, he thought about her almost all the time now.
The next day at breakfast everyone was there, including Naomi and James' parents. James was motioned to sit next to Naomi. He thought it was pretty dangerous to sit next to her, but he knew she wouldn't try anything in front of all of the royal people sitting around the table.
Naomi looked at James as if to say "If you touch me, you die!" James smiled nervously at her, wincing slightly.
'Good Morning Naomi, how did you sleep?' King Shinigami, Naomi's Grandfather asked her.
'Fine,' she said simply, taking a sip of water from her glass. She was avoiding James.
'How was your night, Prince James?' Her Grandfather asked James, taking a bite of his breakfast.
'Uhh.. It was... Not so good.' He said, blushing and looking at Naomi from the corner of his eye.
'Hmmm. Do you not like your room?' King Shinigami (a.k.a. Naomi's Grandfather) asked James.
'I was just so lonely all night; I didn't have anyone to talk to.' James said, eying Naomi again.
King Shinigami smiled mischievously, 'Oh, I see. You could've talked to Naomi; she is a very good conversationalist, not to mention she is just down the hall from your room.' King Shinigami hinted.
Naomi spotted her Grandfather an angry glare. 'I didn't want to disturb the Princess though; she might've been asleep at the time..' James said, as if he were mocking Naomi.
Naomi glared at James angrily. 'Sleep, yea that's exactly what you want to do with me!' Naomi announced angrily to everyone at the table as she continued to eye James.
Everyone immediately stopped eating and talking. James' parents looked at James and Naomi. 'P-Pardon me, say that again?' Princess Millerna asked, unbelieving.
'Admit it PRINCE James, you lied, you did come to my room last night, but wanting a lot more than just to talk!' Naomi said, turning her head to James, giving him the death glare of his life.
'Naomi, please, stop talking foolishly!' King Shinigami scolded Naomi.
'You just think it's foolish because I'm not supposed to talk my mind!' Naomi protested. Her Grandfather looked at her angrily.
'A Princess is not supposed to act so impolite!' King Shinigami reprimanded Naomi. Naomi turned to him.
'Then I guess the truth is just too foolish to hear from a Princess.' Naomi retorted. She stood up from her chair and stiffly walked away, keeping her composure.
There was an uneasy silence at the breakfast table, no one wanted to say anything because of how embarrassed King Shinigami must have felt at that time. James abruptly stood up from the table and walked away, following Naomi.
James finally came up to Naomi, she had her back turned to him, and was looking at the rose garden. There was one white rose; it stood out from the others, like a sore thumb.
James grabbed Naomi's shoulders angrily and turned her around to face him. He gripped her shoulders very tight.
'What do you think you were doing back there?! You really have changed, haven't you?!' James yelled at Naomi angrily.
'Did I hurt your reputation?' Naomi asked, trying to avoid James' eyes.
James shook Naomi violently. 'Did you hear me?! What's wrong with you?!' He yelled at her. Naomi was shaking, looking at James, looking into his eyes.
'Don't look at me like that!' He yelled at her, trying to sound angry, although he was scared, scared of her cold, emotionless eyes.
'What's wrong Prince James?' Naomi asked, almost like she was mocking him, but there was no emotion in her voice.
'Why you little bi--' Naomi pulled back and slapped James across the face as hard as she could. She stormed off again, back to the palace.
James came back to the table, rubbing his still red and hurting cheek. He slowly sat down in his chair.
'Where is Naomi?' King Shinigami asked, worry in his eyes.
'I don't know, she ran off somewhere, she might have run to her room or something.' James replied, sipping at his morning juice.
'Hmmm. Do you. know what she was talking about.?' Allen asked James. James blushed.
'I hurt her a long time ago; I guess..she's still angry.' James confessed to everyone, still blushing.
'Maybe you should talk to her, just explain what happened.' Von suggested, looking over to James.
'I suppose..' James replied. If she listens to me. James added.
'Why don't you go and talk to her right now? I'm sure she will understand.' Queen Nozomi (James' Mother) suggested. James looked up at her questioningly.
'Yes, Son, I'm sure she will understand as well.' King Acire (James' Father) agreed. James sighed, giving in.
James stood up again from his chair, bidding farewell to the rest of the guests. He headed towards Naomi's room. James paused before he knocked, trying to keep his cool. He knocked on the door and there was no reply.
'Naomi, are you in there?' He asked through the door. No reply. James tried the door handle, but it was locked. He pounded his fist on the door, becoming worried about her.
'GO AWAY!!' James heard a muffled yell from inside the room.
'Please, Naomi, just let me explain!' James called back desperately. There wasn't a reply. James hit the door harder with his fist; he didn't know what to do.
'Please, let me in!' He called to her again. There was no reply again. 'I'll knock this door down if you don't let me in right now!!' James yelled.
'You wouldn't!' Naomi called back, unbelieving.
'I will!' James yelled, starting a count down, and preparing himself to ram his body against Naomi's door. Naomi walked over to the door, leaning against it, and then backing away quickly. James was quickly counting down, he was at 5 now.
'James, stop right now!' Naomi called, fear taking over her voice and mind.
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AN: Okay, I hope everyone like that chapter. There are only going to be two more chapters, sadly.
I might add some stuff later and then re-post this story, so just keep lookin for updates about this story if you (by chance) like it.
Now, to explain about Naomi being a Princess, it's pretty long. When Naomi's Mother married Naomi's Father, King Shinigami highly disapproved of the marriage. Naomi's Father moved the family to the Mystic Moon to let Naomi grow up like a Mystic Moon native and have a chance at a good full life.
But then, the war happened on Gaea, and Naomi's Parents thought that they should return to Gaea because of that. Naomi's Parents dropped Naomi off to stay with her Grandfather. Naomi's Parents weren't considered royalty anymore, they were kind of considered to be cowards for leaving.
Naomi's Grandfather thought that since Naomi was still young, and he didn't have anymore Grandchildren, that he could "salvage" Naomi and make her his successor. Naomi's Parents had to leave, they had to sort some things out (I don't really know where, I guess kind of on the Mystic Moon and around on Gaea).
I think that's it. For now anyways.
Please R&R and tell me what you think of my story!!
He knocked on the door that he arrived at. 'Come in!' Someone replied, a little muffled.
James opened the door, quietly closing it behind him. He stood at the door, waiting for Naomi to acknowledge him. Naomi came walking towards him, turning the corner from the bathroom. She stopped dead in her tracks.
Naomi was wearing a black tank top, and loose grey sweat pants, and clearly, no bra. She blushed deeply at the sight of James standing there, but quickly hid all of her feelings.
'What do you want?' She asked angrily, turning and walking to her bed. James followed her.
'I wanted to talk.' He replied, watching Naomi gracefully sit down on her bed. He wondered what it would be like to sleep in Naomi's bed with her. James shook his head, trying to get rid of such obscene perverted thoughts.
'Talk about what, there's nothing to talk about.' Naomi replied stubbornly. James smiled at her.
'You haven't changed one bit from the old Naomi that I used to know, still stubborn as ever.' He said, smiling at her. Naomi looked up at him coldly.
'I never knew the true you, I don't know if you've changed.' Naomi replied angrily.
'Hey, does your Father still have that red motorcycle, or did he give it to you yet?' James asked, changing the subject suddenly. Naomi slapped him angrily.
'Don't change the subject!' Naomi yelled, glaring at him.
James pushed her back on the bed angrily, pinning her down. Hot tears were streaming down his cheeks. 'You want to know the truth? I couldn't tell you the truth! I don't know how you don't understand that! I couldn't tell you who I was, or where I was from! You hurt me; you hurt me more than I ever could have hurt you!! Don't you understand that?!' He yelled in her face.
His hot tears fell onto her cheeks, and rolled down. She stared up at him, too shocked to say anything. Naomi gasped softly, enticing James unknowingly. James leaned down, kissing Naomi softly at first, then leaning into the kiss even more.
Naomi hit James away from her, scrambling away from him. 'What the hell do you think you're doing you pervert?!' Naomi demanded angrily.
James wiped the corner of his mouth with the back of his hand. 'I was just... I was just seeing what it would be like...' He blushed, standing up straight and backing away a bit.
'You're just a pervert, trying to take advantage of me like that!' Naomi yelled at him.
'No, I swear, I wasn't trying to take advantage--' James was cut off; Naomi had kicked him in the stomach. He stumbled back, coughing.
'Get out of here you horny pervert!!' Naomi yelled at him angrily.
James stumbled back, and left as quickly as he could. He knew he should've just listened to his mother; he should've just let Naomi be.
James collapsed on his bed, still holding the ring in his hand. He was thinking of Naomi, a day wouldn't go by that he didn't think of her, but now that he had seen her again, the first time in eight years, almost nine, he thought about her almost all the time now.
The next day at breakfast everyone was there, including Naomi and James' parents. James was motioned to sit next to Naomi. He thought it was pretty dangerous to sit next to her, but he knew she wouldn't try anything in front of all of the royal people sitting around the table.
Naomi looked at James as if to say "If you touch me, you die!" James smiled nervously at her, wincing slightly.
'Good Morning Naomi, how did you sleep?' King Shinigami, Naomi's Grandfather asked her.
'Fine,' she said simply, taking a sip of water from her glass. She was avoiding James.
'How was your night, Prince James?' Her Grandfather asked James, taking a bite of his breakfast.
'Uhh.. It was... Not so good.' He said, blushing and looking at Naomi from the corner of his eye.
'Hmmm. Do you not like your room?' King Shinigami (a.k.a. Naomi's Grandfather) asked James.
'I was just so lonely all night; I didn't have anyone to talk to.' James said, eying Naomi again.
King Shinigami smiled mischievously, 'Oh, I see. You could've talked to Naomi; she is a very good conversationalist, not to mention she is just down the hall from your room.' King Shinigami hinted.
Naomi spotted her Grandfather an angry glare. 'I didn't want to disturb the Princess though; she might've been asleep at the time..' James said, as if he were mocking Naomi.
Naomi glared at James angrily. 'Sleep, yea that's exactly what you want to do with me!' Naomi announced angrily to everyone at the table as she continued to eye James.
Everyone immediately stopped eating and talking. James' parents looked at James and Naomi. 'P-Pardon me, say that again?' Princess Millerna asked, unbelieving.
'Admit it PRINCE James, you lied, you did come to my room last night, but wanting a lot more than just to talk!' Naomi said, turning her head to James, giving him the death glare of his life.
'Naomi, please, stop talking foolishly!' King Shinigami scolded Naomi.
'You just think it's foolish because I'm not supposed to talk my mind!' Naomi protested. Her Grandfather looked at her angrily.
'A Princess is not supposed to act so impolite!' King Shinigami reprimanded Naomi. Naomi turned to him.
'Then I guess the truth is just too foolish to hear from a Princess.' Naomi retorted. She stood up from her chair and stiffly walked away, keeping her composure.
There was an uneasy silence at the breakfast table, no one wanted to say anything because of how embarrassed King Shinigami must have felt at that time. James abruptly stood up from the table and walked away, following Naomi.
James finally came up to Naomi, she had her back turned to him, and was looking at the rose garden. There was one white rose; it stood out from the others, like a sore thumb.
James grabbed Naomi's shoulders angrily and turned her around to face him. He gripped her shoulders very tight.
'What do you think you were doing back there?! You really have changed, haven't you?!' James yelled at Naomi angrily.
'Did I hurt your reputation?' Naomi asked, trying to avoid James' eyes.
James shook Naomi violently. 'Did you hear me?! What's wrong with you?!' He yelled at her. Naomi was shaking, looking at James, looking into his eyes.
'Don't look at me like that!' He yelled at her, trying to sound angry, although he was scared, scared of her cold, emotionless eyes.
'What's wrong Prince James?' Naomi asked, almost like she was mocking him, but there was no emotion in her voice.
'Why you little bi--' Naomi pulled back and slapped James across the face as hard as she could. She stormed off again, back to the palace.
James came back to the table, rubbing his still red and hurting cheek. He slowly sat down in his chair.
'Where is Naomi?' King Shinigami asked, worry in his eyes.
'I don't know, she ran off somewhere, she might have run to her room or something.' James replied, sipping at his morning juice.
'Hmmm. Do you. know what she was talking about.?' Allen asked James. James blushed.
'I hurt her a long time ago; I guess..she's still angry.' James confessed to everyone, still blushing.
'Maybe you should talk to her, just explain what happened.' Von suggested, looking over to James.
'I suppose..' James replied. If she listens to me. James added.
'Why don't you go and talk to her right now? I'm sure she will understand.' Queen Nozomi (James' Mother) suggested. James looked up at her questioningly.
'Yes, Son, I'm sure she will understand as well.' King Acire (James' Father) agreed. James sighed, giving in.
James stood up again from his chair, bidding farewell to the rest of the guests. He headed towards Naomi's room. James paused before he knocked, trying to keep his cool. He knocked on the door and there was no reply.
'Naomi, are you in there?' He asked through the door. No reply. James tried the door handle, but it was locked. He pounded his fist on the door, becoming worried about her.
'GO AWAY!!' James heard a muffled yell from inside the room.
'Please, Naomi, just let me explain!' James called back desperately. There wasn't a reply. James hit the door harder with his fist; he didn't know what to do.
'Please, let me in!' He called to her again. There was no reply again. 'I'll knock this door down if you don't let me in right now!!' James yelled.
'You wouldn't!' Naomi called back, unbelieving.
'I will!' James yelled, starting a count down, and preparing himself to ram his body against Naomi's door. Naomi walked over to the door, leaning against it, and then backing away quickly. James was quickly counting down, he was at 5 now.
'James, stop right now!' Naomi called, fear taking over her voice and mind.
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AN: Okay, I hope everyone like that chapter. There are only going to be two more chapters, sadly.
I might add some stuff later and then re-post this story, so just keep lookin for updates about this story if you (by chance) like it.
Now, to explain about Naomi being a Princess, it's pretty long. When Naomi's Mother married Naomi's Father, King Shinigami highly disapproved of the marriage. Naomi's Father moved the family to the Mystic Moon to let Naomi grow up like a Mystic Moon native and have a chance at a good full life.
But then, the war happened on Gaea, and Naomi's Parents thought that they should return to Gaea because of that. Naomi's Parents dropped Naomi off to stay with her Grandfather. Naomi's Parents weren't considered royalty anymore, they were kind of considered to be cowards for leaving.
Naomi's Grandfather thought that since Naomi was still young, and he didn't have anymore Grandchildren, that he could "salvage" Naomi and make her his successor. Naomi's Parents had to leave, they had to sort some things out (I don't really know where, I guess kind of on the Mystic Moon and around on Gaea).
I think that's it. For now anyways.
Please R&R and tell me what you think of my story!!