WOOT! The cast is off and as I promised here is chapter seven! Mreow! Be proud of your dearest Neko-Rinny... she's trying very hard to give you a sweet un-FAKE like story and hopefully she is succeeding, meow?

(Remember this was only suppose to be a short happy fluffy fic because of my highly sugar induced state but hey I don't mind the drama... Do you!?)

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"Aw, you look like a knight in shining armor, Drake!" Janet squealed happily as she helped him to get into the armor, "Very charming and dashing!"

"And he even has a someone to go rescue..." Dee mumbled and was soon slapped by Ryo.

All Drake did was glare as he drew out his sword, "Why don't you mind your own business, Laytner!?"

"Whoa, someone's become very touchy lately..." Dee soon pulled out his own from its sheath, "Especially every time a certain person's name is said... or even if that person is slightly mentioned..."

"Grr..." Drake held the handle of his sword tightly as he prepared to get the oh-so-mighty-Dee Laytner off his high horse of insults.

Dee stepped forward as he took a wild swing at Drake, but Drake quickly brought his sword up in defense. Pressing down hard on Drake's defense, Dee brought his face close and whispered, "Well you do love him or not...?"

"Like I said before!" Drake broke free from Dee's offense and turned the tables, "Mind own damn business!"

"I can't... because if I did, everyone would be lost in their problems!" another clash of steel against steel and the battle began...

"Dee! Drake! Would you two grow up!?" Ryo yelled as he stood watching arms-crossed from the sidelines, "What happens if the chief comes here!?"

"Come on, can't you all just get along for once!?" Janet stomped her foot and sighed as the two ignored everything being said and continued their fight.

Whoa... it's almost like Dee really knows how to sword fight... I can't believe I'm doing this! Drake brought his sword up to block Dee's blade once again... Crap, he's good... just a little too good...

"Dee, come on! Just stop it already! Save the energy for the play!" Ryo moved closer only to get roughly pushed away.

Drake brought his sword up and with a loud clang it was being pushed against Dee's... the two men staring at each other.

Dee smirked, "You fight better than I expected Parker... I never thought that you used a sword before..."

"I haven't!" Drake pushed back knocking Dee off balance. Landing flat on his bottom Dee soon found himself looking up at the sharp tip of Drake's sword... Drake had a smug grinned plastered on his face, "I just wanted to beat you."

"You got lucky..." Dee pushed the sword away and stood up storming away from everyone... followed by a concerned Ryo.

Drake placed his sword back in its place and sighed... Janet placed a hand on his shoulder and quietly asked, "Drake... do you love him?"

Drake turned to face her, "Not you too, Janet!?"

"I'm only curious! Besides I don't think that there's anything wrong with it!" Janet replied, "And Dee doesn't either..."

"..."

"Drake, we are all friends here... no we are a family." Janet smiled, "When one of us has a problem that needs fixing we are here to help each other and that's all Dee is trying to do..."

"..."

"Well, that's all I wanted to say..." Janet kissed Drake's cheek and walked out to leave Drake alone...

We are a family...? Dee's just trying to help me see the truth. I can't just walk away from a love before I even gave it a real chance... but the real question is does JJ feel the same way? I wonder what he's doing now?

Drake looked out the window as the sun began it's decent from the sky behind the forest. Leaving to make way for the upcoming night and the hour of the play...

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It burned... it burned so much that there was no sense of pleasure beyond the pain... everything that happened, every movement made it hurt even more... Jemmy bite his lip to try to stop himself from crying out until it bled...

Even after everything was done... the burning wouldn't go away... The young prince lied on his stomach within the silken sheets that were damp with sweat and blood...

Ted was standing in front of the full-length mirror... making himself more presentable by fixing his hair and his clothing. He smiled to himself seeing the 'virgin prince' lying ever so still... but he owned him, he took the prince's innocence and enjoyed destroying it. He owned Jemmy in almost every way possible, but he knew that no matter how much lessons (torture) he put Jemmy through he would never own...

Jemmy's heart...

It's wasn't his, it would never be his... which angered Ted, knowing that Jemmy would never truly belong to him... something must be done and now.

"I love you." Ted said as he turned to face the boy upon the bed, "I love you with all my heart."

"I love you too..."

Flat... Jemmy's tone was flat, no emotion or anything... There must be something that I can do to change his mind about my love... Wait, there is something... something indeed.

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Night had fallen upon the kingdom, it was an eerie night but then again for Lady Diana ever night was eerie and long without Berkeley by her side.

The stars were slowly making their appearances in the night sky as Diana was looking out the tower window... she had nothing better to do, being locked in here all alone...

I wonder how Berkie is doing... I've prayed to you some many times lord, that you let nothing happen to him. Oh please don't let anything happen to Jemmy either, he's so pure it's just not right to hurt him...

A light breeze blew through the window, kissing her face and slightly cooling the small stuffy room. Sighing, as she was just about to turn away from the window to rest upon the hard straw bed, new voices were heard from below.

"Aye, but it would be a great gift for the Duke and prince!" Diana could just make-out a short man talking to of the knights, "Think of it as a way to show thanks to that great man Duke Ted!"

"I dunno..." the knight's voice was softer as he walked beside the man, "I mean, I'll have to talk this over with the Captain first..."

"Of course... I wouldn't want to perform anything without the proper consent..." the two voices soon disappeared.

Shutting the window, Diana dropped down to the floor holding her knees... Perform? What is going on down there anyway...? I do hope it's nothing bad...

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Mreow, okay give me a break I suck at sword fights... So please review! I gave you this chapter to now it's your turn! Can't wait to hear what you have to say about this chapter!

Thanks, Neko-Rinny