TITLE: What do you have to do for a castle around here?
CHAPTER: Princess Kurama 1?
AUTHOR: Kami Beverly
FANDOM: Yu Yu Hakusho
GENRE: Parody/Romance/Comedy
RATING: PG
WARNING: shonen-ai in future
DISCLAMER: I don't own anything.
SUMMARY: Another of those Fairy Tale stories, eventual KxH shonen ai. Kurama is the princess of the kindom (unfortunately), his admirers are annoying, and he really, really needs to get layed. Thank you for telling us, Yuusuke. Well, we'll have to see what we can do about that.
NOTES: It's too early in the morning?
His name was Cinderella. Or, if you prefer, Snow White. Wait, wait a second. Let me try that again.
His name was Kurama. He was a princess (yes, princess. The towns-people had this weird thing with wanting to dress him up as a girl, and so preferred to think of him as such.) He was a very youthful, beautiful, powerful princess, and had many admirers, all from other kingdoms, none who translated his annoyed expressions and his friend's snickers properly.
They all figured Kurama had some sort of secret lover, and that she was annoyed because she just wanted a liberal, no hassle wedding without the prince necessity. But no. Kurama was annoyed because they obviously didn't realize he was a he. Male. Entirely male.
Today was no difference. The princess stomped out of the great hall towards the stables, Yuusuke following behind him with a snicker, reciting lines of poetry the newestsuitor had sung in an effort to woo the pretty redhead.
"O, past thy wondr'ous gaze of pure emerald,
I see that thou breathests perfection true
Reflecting in thy graceful movements
I long for lov'ly wint'ry nights with you."
"You can shut up now," the princess gritted out, teeth grinding. Yuusuke burst into laughter, completely immune to the furious 'wondr'ous gaze of pure emerald' that was the royal child's glare. Kurama sighed audibly as he pulled up his voluminous skirts, truthfully more annoyed than angry.
Yuusuke grinned cheekily, throwing one arm around the teen. "Aw, you know I didn't mean it, princess."
"Yes, I know Yuusuke," he sighed, pursing his lips. They passed through the lower halls quickly, reaching the door. They both slid out the door, moving towards the stables. The back of Kurama's dress trailed in the mud, but he really didn't care. He sighed in relief as he climbed up the ladder to reach the upper floor of the large wooden structure, finding a small bundle of clothing.
"Don't take too long, I hear the suitors coming," the dark-haired teen snickered as he led a black horse out of its stall, reaching over the large creature to retrieve a saddle and other equipment.
Kurama rolled his eyes as he tugged off the dress, pulling on some breeches.
Yuusuke was long used to the princess's random silences, and merely smirked as he finished setting up the strong mare, moving a few stalls down to retrieve a grey, dappled stallion. He wasn't quite as beautiful as the black beauty, but largely built, and Yuusuke's favorite riding horse. The thing was wonderful for hunting, too. He had just mounted when Kurama reappeared, bearing a simple tunic and rough canvas pants.
The nobleman's bastard grinned at the princess, directing the stallion towards the barn door. "Ready then, princess?"
The green-eyed beauty rolled his eyes, though a small smile curved over his lips as he tied up his long mane of red-velvet strands in a leather band. "I am now," he grinned, almost jumping on the mare's back and spurring her outside gently with his heels. She trotted away, Yuusuke following the pair with a grin.