Heh, well here's the next one, I actually felt like writing this today. The next one's Beauty and The Beast. I take requests on which cartoon to do next, but I already have pairing picked out for each.
I own nothing, not even most of the plot.
Yukimura and the Seven Nomads (AkA: Yukimura as Snow White, Brought to you by disney)
In a kingdom far off, there once lived a queen and king who had trouble bearing an heir. After many years and prayers later, the queen came up a tree she'd never seen before in her garden with ruby red apples and picked one. The taste was sweet and intoxicated her so that she immediately ran off to find her husband. Nine months later, a beautiful baby was born. This child practically glowed at his birth with beauty and was known as the 'Child of God' for it. He was dubbed with the name Yukimura Seiichi and doted on by everyone in the snowy kingdom he was to rule over in the future.
However, when Seiichi was a young teenager, he and the queen came down with a disease. After many months of trying to heal them, the queen died, yet Yukimura kept going. But, because of the disease, he developed a habit of fainting or falling. A young beautiful witch by the name of Hanamura soon came to the castle and the king almost immediately fell in love with her beauty. Though the queen was beautiful, she hated the fact that everyone, even with his disease, doted on the prince. Fed up with how the citizens overlooked her in the face of her step-son, the witch went to her magic mirror and asked it this one question.
"Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who is the fairest of them all?"
To this, the mirror hesitated before answering in a stuttering voice. "T-the f-fairest of th-them all, Mistress? Well, I can not tell a lie. The fairest maiden of this land is of course you."
Hanamura grinned at this before frowning. "Horio," the witch said referring to her mirror by its rightful name, "I did not specify man or women. I specifically said 'of them all'."
"Y-yes Mistress, s-sorry Mistress," said the mirror before clearing his throat. "The fairest of them all is …Yukimura Seiichi."
Hanamura nodded for a minute before her eyes grew wide and she threw a shoe at the mirror. "What! How can a boy be fairer than me? How, even with his imperfection of fainting, is he able to beat me?" The witch fumed for a while before turning from the mirror and going down a flight of stairs. "I'll just have to take care of that wicked little home wrecker; he's totally ruining my masterpiece of a life. I'll just have Reiji Shinjou, my hunter, get rid of him."
Now, about this time, Seiichi was in the garden by the tree his mother had eaten from and where she was buried giving orders to the gardeners. Though the prince said every word with a bright kind smile, his actual commands were rough, but no one could stand to hate him, just one look at the frail looking effeminate beauty with his dark eyes and hair, pale skin, and read lips had them on their knees begging to do as he commanded, plus the fact that if they didn't obey, the 'Child of God' would definitely bring the wrath of his father down upon them, a wrath few experienced, but all feared.
"Prince Yukimura," said a low voice behind Seiichi and he turned to see his step-mother's hunter behind him. Suspicion ran through his dark eyes before he smiled at the man.
"Yes, how may I help you, Shinjou?" Seiichi asked.
"Please come with me. I have something that needs your attention."
"Of course," the prince agreed fallowing the man with a smile, though he positively knew something was up especially as he fallowed the hunter to the forest and was told to sit on a tree stump. The prince knew for a fact that he was in a bad position and would have simply walked away had he not been curious. His dark eyes widened a bit when he saw Shinjou raise an ax to his neck before smiling and saying. "Oh, Mr. Hunter, you're certainly only playing a trick on me, correct."
Shinjou immediately stopped and moved the ax away not able to kill such a beautiful creature and half scared to death by the hidden threat in those innocent words. Seiichi stood up and placed a hand on the hunter's shoulder. "Now then, Shinjou, won't you tell me what this is all about."
"Please, prince, you must run away. Hanamura wants you dead," said Shinjou.
"Of course you'll be reprimanded if you don't. You love her too much if you're willing to come after me," he said thinking. "I've always been curious of the land outside my kingdom. How about I run away for a while and you take a pig heart soaked in my blood back to my dearest step-mother?"
"That would work," the hunter agreed and the prince slit a vein to allow some blood into a bowl for the hunter to use once he'd caught a wild pig before making his merry way into the woods.
It wasn't long before Seiichi realized immediately walking into unknown territory after slitting a major vein and giving up large amount of blood probably wasn't such a good idea as he was feeling a little weak, plus he felt a fainting spill coming on. The prince looked around him for somewhere to stop, but the loss of blood was causing him to have delusions and everything looked spookier and as if it was getting closer to him. Seiichi frowned at this and kept walking.
Eventually the prince came upon a group of little tents. He could see men off in the distance possible practicing fighting, but didn't much care and immediately went for the larger tent of them flopping inside of it and immediately passing out.
Sometime later, seven pretty men made their way back to the tents. Upon arriving, one of the men, a brown haired bowl cut with closed eyes, stopped. "It seems there's something different here."
Another one with one with purple hair and glasses stopped. "Yes, I feel it too, Yanagi."
A wiled haired younger boy darted greenish gold eyes that turned to red around. "Yagyuu, is it an intruder, I'll kill them."
"Kirihara," said a pink haired boy chewing on gum placing a hand on the wild one's shoulder. "I'm sure there won't be a need to kill them, as long as they know how to make cake."
"Why don't you just learn to cook for yourself, eh, Marui," said a silver hair one smirking before letting out a sneeze.
A darker skinned bald head boy handed the silver one a tissue. "Here, Niou. Maybe it's just an animal or lost person."
"What is this, why are you all standing around?" came a stern voice behind the group. "If you have time to stand around talking then you obviously have enough energy to continue practicing."
"No Sanada-san, it feels like there's someone here," corrected Yagyuu.
The taller dark haired man looked around. "We'll look in the tents one at a time. Yagyuu and Niou, do a perimeter check." The silver and glasses immediately went off. "We'll start with the smaller tents."
After an hour of so of looking through tents, they finally came upon the largest. "Ooh, the intruder must be in your tent," said Marui reaching a hand out to open it. Sanada quickly slapped it away and brought his sword out. "I'll check on my own."
Upon entering the tent, light from the setting sun flowed in and revealed to Sanada a beauty of a vision as a pale dark haired person laid curled up in his sheets. He immediately dropped his sword and swallowed. "Who are you?"
Long eye lashes fluttered open to reveal dark eyes before the prince sat up and looked at the man curiously. "Do pardon me, sir. I simply needed a place to rest."
"We're not a hotel," Sanada said watching the beauty as he stood up.
"Yes, I'm aware of that, but-uh…" Seiichi said before falling forward. In one quickly movement, Sanada had caught him.
"Who are you?" Sanada asked.
"Yukimura Seiichi," the prince answered before sighing softly. "Mind if I rest a bit longer, I don't think I can stand yet."
Sanada couldn't help but help the beauty to like back on the blankets. When he emerged, he came to the other boys and cleared his throat. "The intruder is resting right now, we can question him later."
When later came, everyone was ecstatic to see the beauty that was the intruder, and saddened to hear his story of why he was here.
"So you're actually Rikkaidai's legendary prince," said Marui transfixed.
"I never imagined that what all those folks we passed by said was true. You really do look like a girl," said Kirihara earning a smack on the back of his head by Sanada.
Seiichi laughed lightly. "Yes, however, now that you know who I am and why I'm here, I'd like to ask you who you are."
"Well," said the bespeckled Yagyuu, "I don't really believe there is a word for us."
"Sometimes we're entertainers," said Marui balancing a sword on his wrist.
"Sometimes we're hired exhorts," said Jackal pulling out his own sword.
"And sometimes we're bandits," added Kirihara excitedly pulling out a knife only to be pushed down by the silver and bespeckled boy on top of his curly wild hair.
"Shut up, he's a prince, he doesn't need to know that crap," said Niou.
Sanada cleared his throat and everyone went silent. Dark kind eyes turned their full attention to the tallest of the seven and Sanada had to clear his throat again looking away from the prince. "I am Sanada Genichiro. We're simply seven nomads."
Seiichi nodded his head. "But you all carry swords. Do you do sword work?"
Yagyuu nodded. "We've all got talent with one, that's how we all came together."
A creepy yet still beautiful smiled passed across the prince's face and the seven moves slightly away from him. "You were practicing when I stumbled upon your tents. May I watch you next practice?"
The half lidded man, Yanagi, spoke first after a few minutes of unsure silence. "I'm not sure that would be the best idea for your majesty."
"I don't see a problem with it," countered Sanada, his eyes locked with the princes.
The other six practically face palmed.
To say that having Seiichi watch them practice wasn't the best idea would be an understatement. Having them there was a nightmare. After observing them once, he decided to take control of the practice and soon had them working harder than they had ever under Sanada's instruction. He was, of course, in charge of the knights and swordsmen in the castle back home. However, thought the fact Seiichi was so strong may the other six fear him, Sanada could only look at the prince with admiration.
A week, then a month went by with the nomads practicing under the princes instructions and they soon found they were stronger and quite liked being under Seiichi's rule. However, the prince did have his fainting spills. The first couple surprised the group, but soon it became a tradition for the tallest of them to yell out 'Yukimura' and catch him in his arms before there could be any harm done to the prince. Seiichi would always look up at Sanada's face and smile sweetly saying thank you. Soon the other six were sharing looks. They'd never seen their leader look or fret so much over someone before. The little rumors spreading through the group didn't die down with the fact Sanada allowed Seiichi to sleep in his tent while he took refuge outside.
One night, however, it suddenly decided to pour buckets down upon their little campsite, the trees above them to fight for the heavy rain and Sanada was completely soaked.
"Sanada-san," came a musical like voice and Sanada turned to see Seiichi poking his head out of the tent. "You're getting soaked, do you always sleep outside?"
Sanada nodded.
"I've taken your ten, haven't I. Since it's your tent, I don't mind if I share. Come inside from the rain."
Sanada looked up at the rain before looking around and climbed into the tent.
"You're all wet," said the prince coming over to the tallest nomad and started to lift up his shirt. "You should take your wet clothes off."
Sanada swallowed before moving away and removing his own clothes. Once completely naked, he heard a small gasped and turned to see a slight blush on the prince's cheeks.
"I-I'm quite sorry. Please don't mind me," Seiichi said.
"Yukimura-sama," Sanada said looking at the prince who sat on his knees, fists in his lap. He quickly put a new pair of pants on.
"Excuse me," the prince said standing up and starting out of the tent.
"Yukimura-sama, it's still raining," Sanada said starting after the prince. Just then, Seiichi's legs gave out beneath him. "Yuukimuuraaa!"
Sanada quickly caught the prince and laid him back into a sitting position before kneeling down in front of him. Seeing the slight blush on his face, Sanada bowed. "I'll server you if you like."
"Sanada-san."
"Genichiro will suffice," Sanada said. "Though beautiful you are strong, I would be very proud to serve you."
A soft pale hand came and lifted up Sanada's face from his bowing to reveal the prince's smiling face. "Thank you, Genichiro. You are very strong too."
A sudden tightening in his chest caused Sanada to lean into that hand and he gave the prince a rare smile.
The next day, the nomads had to go out to refuel their supplies. Not wanting to be recognized, Seiichi opted to stay behind and watch the camp. Of course, Sanada began fretting over the fact of leaving the prince by himself. The other six rolled their eyes knowing something had changed between the two, but this was ridiculous.
"Don't let anyone in, don't talk to strangers. Makes sure to keep your sword on you at all times," Sanada said for the umpteenth time.
Seiichi reached out a hand and touched Sanada's cheek. "Yes, I know, just be back soon. I can take care of myself."
Sanada reached his own hand up to the prince's and leaned into it. "I know. Goodbye, Yukimura-san."
"I'll see you soon." With that, the seven nomads left.
Back in the kingdom of Rikkaidai, the witch Hanamura had just got through a bad hair day and decided to go to her mirror for an ego boost.
"Horio," she said tapping on the mirror. "Mirror, mirror, on the wall, who's the fairest of them all?"
"You sure you want this answer, Mistress?"
"And why wouldn't I?" Hanamura challenged. "Don't screw with me; I just had a bad haired day."
"The fairest of them all is Yukimura Seiichi," answered the mirror."
Hanamura nodded with a smiled before her eyes widened and she punched the mirror earning a crack.
"Seven years bad luck, seven years bad luck," yelled the mirror.
"Shut up, you stupid mirror. That hunter was supposed to have killed him. Where is he?"
"He's in the forest with seven sword wielding nomads," said Horio.
"Hmm, I'll just take care of that little weak pretty boy myself," said the witch and headed to the garden to pick an apple from the old queen's tree before returning and going to her dungeon to dip it into a basket of poison.
"There, with just one bite, he'll be out cold if not dead," Hanamura said dawning a black robe and heading out.
Seiichi was happily practicing his sword when he heard someone calling out to him. Sheathing his sword he went out to find an old lady with a basket full of apples.
"May I help you?" the prince asked.
"Oh, I was simply making my way through, but my, what a pretty lad you are. If you could point me in the direction of the closest market, I'd gladly share one of my prized apples with such a fine lad."
"Prized apples? Well then, they must be good," Seiichi said keeping his legendary smile on his face.
"Oh, they are, I'll be selling them at the market. Please, you must try one. Having the praise of such a lovely boy would definitely do well for an old woman," she said offering the top apple.
"How could I refuse such a fine offer," Seiichi said taking the apple and smelling it. "It does smell like a treat."
"Yes, yes it is," insisted the old lady a little too much for Seiichi's taste.
"I'll definitely have to enjoy this then," he said giving the lady the directions to the market before turning around.
"Aren't you going to taste it?'
Seiichi's eyebrow twitched. There was something off about this. "Of course," he said before moving the apple to his lips and taking the smallest bite possible. Just then was when his step-mother revealed himself.
"Even that small of a bite will do the trick, my beautiful step son," Hanamura said laughing and hurrying away.
The prince spit the apple out, but the poison that coated its skin was already traveling through his system and he felt himself fall to the ground blacking out.
Upon the seven nomads's arrival, the scream of, "Yuukiimuuraaa!" was the first thing heard as Sanada made his way over to the fallen and passed out prince scooping him into his arms. The other's quickly gathered around him.
"What happened?" asked Marui looking at the beauty curiously.
"Poisoned apple," answered Yanagi picking up the bitten apple and analyzing it.
"Who would do something awful like this?" Niou asked taking the apple from Yanagi.
"His step-mother," answered Yagyuu.
"I'll kill her, I swear I will," yelled Kirihara taking the apple and stamping on it.
"Is he alive?" asked Jackal.
Sanada pulled Seiichi closer to him, eyes closed. "He's not breathing, but I don't think he'll wake up."
"I'll take this to my witch friend in the market to see what it is," Yanagi offered. The rest of the nomads agreed and went about pulling a table out to rest the prince on. A few hours later, the half lidded man came back with the diagnosis.
"According to the witch Inui, this poison was suppose to kill Yukimura-san, but because this apple came from the tree that allowed his mother to conceive him, it's an aphrodisiac and fertility tree, with the ratio of how little poison he took in and how much apple juice he took in the effect were turned into a deep sleep that can only be awakened by true love's first kiss," was the diagnosis.
All eyes turned to Sanada. "So we just have to wait until a prince or princess comes by then," he said.
The other six sighed.
"Like that's going to happen," said Niou crossing his arms.
"Inui said something about the new queen having a party tonight. There may be a prince that gets lost."
Just on queue, a horse whinnied and everyone turned to see a purplish silver prince looking at them. "It seems ore-sama's procession left ore-sama on the wrong turn. Escort me to the Rikkaidai kingdom."
Marui stood up. "Only if you'll kiss our prince here."
"Prince?" the other prince said looking at the table. "A curse I see. Well, no doubt he's a beauty, but ore-sama already has a lover. Why not try that stern looking fellow there. He looks like he's about to die if that boy doesn't get up soon."
"I can't do that," Sanada said. "I can't be the prince's true love."
"Ore-sama commands you to do so. Ore-sama wishes to hurry to this horrible party and get it over so that he may ravish his sleepy lover."
"Come on, Sanada-san. It's not like we haven't noticed the way you and the prince at around each other," urged Marui and Kirihara backed him up fallowed by the rest.
"Fine!" Sanada yelled getting up and moving to the prince. "But if this doesn't work, you won't breathe a word to him about it."
"We cross our hearts or a million laps around the prince's kingdom."
Sanada nodded and leaned down, breath ghosting over the soft skin of the prince beneath him. "Yukimura-sama, is it okay if I kiss you?" he said looking at his red lips before closing off the distance between them. He only pressed their lips together long enough for it to be considered a kiss before pulling away. There was no movement, and he felt his heart drop before suddenly finding he couldn't move much further for a pair of pale arms were wrapped around his neck.
"Of course you can, Genichiro," said a soft voice and Sanada looked down in awe as dark eyes fluttered opened and a small smile formed on the prince's lips.
Sanada couldn't help it. He was so relieved that he went back for another kiss, deeper and hungry, pulling Seiichi up on the table and arms wrapped around the prince's waist. Seiichi gasped and Sanada delved his tongue in, their kiss wet, but neither carrying. The prince wrapped his legs around Sanada's waist and with that, Sanada picked him up and started carrying him blindly away while the others watched shocked.
"Now that that's settled, Ore-sama will be leaving now."
The other six nomads just nodded as the watched dumbfounded as Sanada brought the prince into his tent.
Their make out session didn't calm down until Sanada had laid the prince down in his tent.
"Genichiro, make love to me, tell me you love me," the prince ordered.
"As you wish," Sanada said going to attack the pale skin at Seiichi's throat. "I love you, Yukimura-sama."
"Seiichi, call me Seiichi," the prince said moaning as Sanada sucked his skin there before starting to remove his clothes.
"I love you, Seiichi." Sanada made quick work of the pale man beneath him shirt and attacked the budding nubs he found there.
Seiichi arched into his mouth "Ahh, ahh, I love you, Genichiro."
Once hardened to perfection, Sanada moved his mouth down the taunt pale stomach of the prince and started to undo his pants while Seiichi's hands went to work on his shirt pulling it over his head. Just as he'd done with Yukimura's nubs, Sanada devoured his hardened poised member shivering at the screams and elicited from the other's mouth moving his mouth up and down and using teeth.
Seiichi dug his hands into Sanada's hair thrashing around at the feel of having the nomad's mouth around his member and thrusted up into his mouth causing Sanada to pin his hips down.
"Ge-ni-chi-roah!" the prince moaned.
Sanada moved his head away swallowing the prince's essence before removing himself of his pants and looked down at the beautiful prince. Yukimura had a faint blush across his cheeks, but invitingly spread his legs apart when he saw Sanada looking down at him smiling genuinely at him.
Sanada settle himself in between those creamy legs before entering a finger swirling it around urged on by the prince's mewls before entering a second and scissor. Though it hurt, Seiichi couldn't help but moan liking the pain.
Not able to take it any longer, Sanada used the precum leaking from his hard aching erection to coat himself before posting at the prince's entrance. Seiichi sighed in an erotic way before reaching up to pull Sanada down causing him to slip inside the prince.
Again, it hurt, but somehow the pain only turned to pleasure for Seiichi and he kissed Sanada to encourage him to move. Sanada obediently obeyed going at a medium pace.
"Faster!" the prince yelled moving against him and Sanada immediately went faster.
Soon, they both came with cries of pleasure and Sanada pulled out flopping to the side. After a few seconds, the prince turned and cuddled up to him.
"How'd you guys like to be knights at my palace? I can marry a night."
"We'd like that," Sanada answered not even carrying if the other really did, they'd go along with it anyways.
After a terrible party, Hanamura went up to her mirror. "Mirror, mirror, on the…." She was quickly cut off.
"Prince Yukimura Seiichi. Oh, and if you want to know where he's at, I'd rather not check right now unless you want to see him having sex with one of the nomads."
"What! I was sure he'd die after a week of being in that deep sleep. How could one of those nomads be his true love?"
"I told you, seven years bad luck. You might want to pack up and leave. The prince is coming back tomorrow and I'm handing all the footage of you over to him."
Hanamura screamed before racing away.
"That's what you get for cracking my face!" screamed the mirror after her.
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-- Zee