Chapter 1: Tower Trouble

Title: Shin Makoku's Fairy Tales

Author: STLyrica a.k.a. Sakura Tsukino

Beta: None

Disclaimer: I sadly do not own KKM or any of its characters. KKM is owned by Tomo Takabayashi and Temari Matsumoto. I also do not own any of the fairy tales mentioned or used in the story. They belong to their respective owners. I only own the plot and some OC's I may create to fit the storyline.

A/N: Thank you so much to Guest and ObsessedwithEyeballs for the reviews on the Prologue Chapter and also for the follows and favorites. I'm so glad you guys liked it! It really made my day. :D So without further ado, here's the first chapter!

Hahaue - mother

~xXKyouKaraMaohXx~

Wolfram woke up with a start. He shot up from the bed, almost faster than a bullet being fired, and surveyed his surroundings. The place he was in seemed like an old part of a castle, with stone walls that had some kind of vines and algae growing on them. The bed frame was just as old and brittle, making the boy feel as if his weight would give in and break the rotting wood almost anytime. The pallet was also hard and very uncomfortable. If he didn't have eyes to see that it indeed was a mattress, he was sure that he had been laying down on a rock. The fire wielder had been worried out of his wits when he turned and saw that the double black king and their lovely daughter, Greta were both not there, and sadly, neither were their other companions.

He tried getting down from the bed but found his body slightly stiff, particularly his neck and back, most definitely from the intolerable bed he had slept on. He silently prayed to Shinou that wherever the others would be, they would be, at the very least, comfortable and had better beds to sleep in. He finally succeeded in getting down from the bed and was thankful for stepping on something soft. He, however, was extremely horrified when he realized that 'something soft' was actually hair! He blanched, thinking that the hair came from some mangled scalps, but was even more petrified when he found out that the long pile of hair was his own. He scrambled up to an ancient, dusty mirror and peered in dreadfully, staring at his currently long, wavy (but not curly like his mother's) and feminine hair that framed his lithe figure well, too terrified to notice the fact that he was wearing his infamous, frilly pink negligee, or the fact that he was even more gorgeous than his beloved hahaue.

'What in the seven hells?! Why is my hair so… long?!' He thought, gathering as much of his hair as he could and tried cutting it with an old, rusted dagger he found by the rotting bed. To his horror, the hair wouldn't cut and the blade shattered to pieces. 'Holy Shinou!' He exclaimed, frantically throwing his hair about. How the hell was he supposed to find the others now!? He nearly danced the cha-cha when he found a large, open window—something he could use to escape with. He gave off a grin that could rival that of the Cheshire cat and peered out. Luck wasn't on his side, however, when he saw that he was held captive in a freakishly tall tower. He had to strain himself from releasing a stream of curses when he had attempted to jump off the edifice using his flames, only to find out that he could not call forth his fire maryoku. With a sigh of frustration, he headed back towards the rotting bed.

After looking around for sometime, he spotted some paints and a surprisingly sparkling, silver paintbrush. Being the curious (and artistic, mind you) fella he was, he inspected the objects before picking them up and going to a nearby wall. With frustration as his fuel, he began to paint what he remembered was Covenant Castle. Instead of the messed up, unidentifiable drawings he had started creating about a decade ago, he reverted back to painting realism, feeling a sense of nostalgia in each brush stroke. He remembered the days when he had painted portraits of his family members, those paintings still hidden somewhere in his art room. When he had finished, he lifted a delicate hand to caress his piece. One could imagine how startled he looked when his hand went through the painting! His eyes widened in both shock and disbelief. What in Shinou's name was on the other side!? Suddenly, an idea came to mind. The blonde smirked triumphantly as he gathered his long, sun kissed hair, and with the magical painting tools in hand, he jumped through the painting, ending in the meadows just around the Castle's walls.

~xXKyouKaraMaohXx~

A/N: Sorry for the short update. This is just part one so don't you worry your pretty little heads. I will update again soon so till then, Jaa! Again, I apologize for any OOCness ^

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