A/N: I cannot tell you how disappointed I am. I swear the world is falling out of love with ShizNat!!!! It's soooo true too! Cause lots and lots of peoples read my Deadly Lovers and not as many people read this story...but I will write it for those who have decided to stay and read.

Read on Shiznat fans! and Deadly Lover fans! This is specially dedicated to you guys. -blows kisses to everyone and then get knocked out by Natsuki-

Natsuki: Stupid author...just read the story -drags unconscious Kara away-


Deadly Lovers: The Azure Monarchy

Chapter 7The First Tidal Wave

The truest nature of any reporter is to slip information for the betterment of citizen knowledge and also higher sales. So despite years and years of friendship Mai Tokiha mind was given too much information. The information of a lifetime however some information was harder to believe but Mai had ways of managing any flow of information that came her way. Sure enough in Mai stood in her office pacing back and forth with nervous sweat running down her brow clenching her fists over and over. It seemed as if she was terrified of a coming threat or she was in desperate need of something.

"Oh can I do this? I wonder what she'll do if I do this? Hell what am I saying…I already did it. God…I can't do this!" Mai said to herself in shrill as she turned on her heel to her office door. The door suddenly opened before Mai and standing there was the young reporter and her last assistant Arika Yumemiya. Mai's violet eyes light up upon seeing this young reporter and her eyes went to search the girl's body and located the precious item that Mai so desired.

"OH THANK GOD! My coffee is here at last! I was about to go batty without it. God knows I'll never go without again." Mai said in sighing sound and paused and looked around the room with shifty eyes. "I swear I've heard myself or someone else said that before…mmmm…no bother. Arika!"

"YES!" Arika said quickly almost dropping her own drink; no caffeinated of course because Mai learned her lesson after giving that girl some coffee.

"Have you finished writing our Believe it or Not articles about Col Kuga's death and rebirth as supposed monarch Kruger." Mai said as she walked around her maelstrom of a desk.

"I'm about done. I'm also writing a side article on doppelgangers…" Arika got quite towards the end fearing an outburst from her crazed editor, but Mai just smiled and waved Arika out. Arika smiled and bowed and quickly left.

"What strange people these are Grandma. I swear I should have never left Taruas to come to Webstein, but you said to go here in the event you died. So here I am. I'm in the middle of someone else's story. And to believe that Ms. Tokiha would go so low as to tell the entire world that Ms. Kuga is actually a royal person. I mean when I told Nina that very night she said that kind of information shouldn't be talked about and I agreed with her. But then she told me I broke the promise by telling her and she promptly called me an idiot. It's like you say grandma, 'An idiot only does what they do best' whatever that means." Arika's thoughts lingered on as she continued towards her desk and began to work on her article for the next paper.

Else where in Webstein Natsuki stood in the grand palace of the fallen monarchy of Webstein. She snickered to herself the Lost monarchy had so many different names; fallen, azure, lost, but never the Kruger monarchy. Throughout the entire palace were Webstein soldiers which were already addressing Natsuki as if she was in charge of the nation. In truth, she was, secretly she had already taken the reigns of the government. Natsuki did not know much about governmental proceedings but Shizuru did. So together the two were leading the nation into a new age, but they still need to physically reestablish the monarchy for the nation to see. The citizens despite the slow improvements still believed they were being controlled by a foreign identity which wasn't what they wanted. Natsuki had also had some attempts on her life already, but not because she was the monarch. It was because people saw her accompanying the General of Roses around Vlas. The attacks varied, and none were planned by master mind killers; after all the master mind killers of the world happened to be in the same place and be in love with each other. So Natsuki knew she was safe. The attacks themselves were usually someone charging in with a small weapon, knife, and/or gun. Natsuki was either protected by Juri's guards or she disarmed the attackers herself.

The sounds of foot steps could be heard every where and they were that of soldiers so Natsuki knew she was safe while in the palace. They had started to clear it out and refit the structure with modern security and such. Shizuru was aiding teams in creating an extremely efficient system that would be assassin proof as well as terrorist proof. The tawny haired woman always looked back over her shoulder to the region that Natsuki was at. The red eyed Karisan could not stand being too far away from Natsuki after the previous week. Natsuki's nightmares had become more and more violent to the point where she'd have to drink herself down. Also one attempt on her life occurred outside on the street in front of the building they were staying at. Natsuki was taken off guard and the attacker almost stabbed her, but Shizuru whipped around with lighting fast reflexes breaking the attackers arm and sending the knife through the bottom of their jaw to the top of their head. Natsuki was not so pleased about the killing of the attacker mainly because she had to fill out loads of paper work explaining the specific details of why Shizuru should not be imprisoned since murder was a capital offense in Vlas. Shizuru was placed in the chief position of security detail as a result of breaking the rules or rather more bending them to their advantage. Natsuki and Shizuru couldn't afford going on another mass killing spree like they did when they tried to escaped from Webstein during the Grey Cloud incident. Shizuru looked back one last time and caught a glimpse of blue hair wafting through the air and her heart skipped a beat. Shizuru wasn't certain who the person was because she knew Natsuki had stayed in one location.

Yes Natsuki had stayed in one location. The location she currently was in was the oldest room in the palace. Natsuki loved this room as she had been here once before during her college years right after the Border War. According to the history of the palace this was the second one build atop the remains of the older one. During another war with their long time border country and rival Karis the palace was violent attack by mortar fire. One room remained untouched by the attack; the throne room. There really was no other way around calling it that. There just happened to be an adequately sized throne in the rather large expansive room. The throne setup was classic and the throne itself was quite impressive to look at. The throne was referred to as the throne of the Obsidian Lord because the throne was carved from obsidian and the filigree work was done in a crimson enamel. Natsuki slowly traced her finger tips across the filigree work of red grinning like a child doing something wrong. Natsuki again was plunged into her memories of history and her favorite part of history; legends. Common knowledge to everyone was popular legend but popular legend was typically just works of fiction. The legend behind the throne was rare which meant that there was some basis of reality to the legend. The legend of the throne referred to the enamel of the throne. The enamel was truly just enamel, but the legend states that it isn't enamel but the blood of all the other royal families that challenged the might of the ancient family of Kruger. Natsuki had never finished college because of her position in the military, but she had started writing a thesis on the Lost Monarchy and a particular section of the thesis was centered around that legend. Natsuki believed the legend was true but the enamel was mixed in with the blood of only one opposing royal family.

"So much to learn…so little time to learn it in. How does one remember time after an eternity?" Natsuki sighed and slowly sat down on the throne looking across the open court. Once upon a time the court had its courtesans and courtiers and down below the throne is where they would address the monarch. Natsuki looked to her left and right seeing the stairs that led up to the single throne. Again she sighed, life for her was becoming overwhelming she was not yet 30 years of age and she already had experience more than any other human being could experience. Anxiety rose into the azure haired woman's heart making her breathe in sharply. Natsuki got up from the throne and walked to the gold laced railing and leaned against it looking down.

"This is absurd! How and the hell am I going to do this? Being a ruler of a country? Let alone a monarch of country that has forgotten its own history. I don't even know the first thing about being a monarch…" Natsuki said out loud in an exasperated tone as she look up and across the court to the closed door way.

"Perhaps I can help you then…your majesty…" Natsuki's body stiffened upon the sudden arrival of another voice in the room besides her own. What bothered Natsuki more was she did not sense the arrival of another person in the room and the voice was the same one that aided her in the capital building in Vlas. Natsuki turned around and mentally berated herself as she looked to the curtains behind the throne. The owner of the voice stood behind the curtains cloaked by them and the darkness. Natsuki slowly shifted herself to the side wondering whether or not she could trust this voice at all.

"Who are you? Why do you want to help me?" Natsuki said pausing and again mentally berated herself. Natsuki knew better than ask questions. The action was kill and ask questions later. However corpses never did make good conversationalists so Natsuki had to play her part of a diplomat or monarch in training and have faith she was confident enough to make this possible assailant reveal themselves.

"Who am I?" The voice said playfully and laughed almost malevolently. "Who am I? Yes that is an easy answer but not believable unless you see me. So I will show you who I am." As the voice became silent a hand appeared on the curtain behind the throne and slowly the curtain was draw open now only revealing a dim image of silhouette. Natsuki cautiously remained still in a stance to leap over the railing just in case. The silhouetted figure slowly stepped forward as the darkness washed away under the light that filtered into the room from the stained glass windows. Natsuki green eyes' suspicion crept away and turned into absolute shock when the person before her was completely washed of darkness and illuminated by the light.

"How is it? No…you can't be…that is impossible. You can't be. You look like me, but I know for a fact that the clone shell perished. So…who are you???? Who the hell are you!?" Natsuki said as her mind begun to spin. Before her stood a woman who had long azure hair, harlequin eyes, and was about the same age in appearance as her.

"Who am I?" The woman repeated the question with a darker tone in her voice this time as she slowly walked from behind the throne trailing her hand along it and finally sat down crossing her legs as she leaned back. "I am the twelfth ruler of the Kingdoms of Webstein and Karis. I am the swords woman of this world Gaia. I am the defender of orphans and mother to the motherless! My name is Saeko Kruger! I am the queen of the Lost Monarchy of Webstein! And I am your mother."


OMAKE

-Saeko Kruger walks along a scaffolding to Natsuki-

Natsuki: Why am I hanging over outer space? Why am I dressed like Luke Skywalker? -looks up- And who are you? Darth Boobs?

Saeko: -dressed like Darth Vader- Natsuki…

Natsuki: -big eyes- What?

Saeko: I am your mother…

Natsuki: NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO

-Shizuru sitting on a near by couch eating popcorn and drink tea-

Shizuru: fu fu


I hope you enjoyed the chapter and the omake...I about died from laughter when I told my sister the omake over the phone.

reviewing is not needed on this story. cause no one reads it -cries and is knocked out again by Mai-

Mai: -sucks at teeth- really now Natsuki...you let her escape.

Natsuki: I said I'm sorry damn it.

Shizuru: Ara what do you two think you're doing? -red flashing eyes-

Mai and Natsuki: Shit.