Rin: Hola! This weekend, I got caught up in a video game. It was Apollo Justice. It was awesome! I still like Phoenix better cause it had Edgeworth in it. XD
What happens in this chapter is what made me change it to M
I apologise in advance if it's descriptive.

Warning: There may be raping, extreme swearing and ass-kicking princesses!

Disclaimer: I think that I don't really need to say what I do and don't own. It's pretty obvious.

Let's go!

The knights of Astale took Chrisnele back to the castle. She had all of her posessions taken away, for the king and queen feared that she would run away again. Chrisnele accepted this, but she had no intention of not stealing them back. She was going to tell her parents that she was abandoning her title and family. They locked her in her room again. Chrisnele managed to have the marriage posponed. Days passed and Chrisnele just sat around waiting for her oppourtunity to get her mirror, which was all she needed. The door creaked open again.

"Chrisnele," the person whispered. Chrisnele turned her head to the doorway and it was her mother. She was a mousey person, who had pink hair and green eyes. Chrisnele had grown taller than her a while ago.

"Oh, hi Mom," Chrisnele said with disdain. Her mother was never the type to take initiative. This was unusual for her. Her mother slipped into the room, closing the door behind her.

"Chrisnele, I have to talk to you," she muttered. Chrisnele sat on her luxurious bed and her mother crept over and sat on it next to her. To Chrisnele, her mother seemed scared.

"What is it Mom?" Chrisnele asked. Her mother looked at her with extreme concern.

"Why did you run away?" she inquired. "We were all really concerned."

"Concerned for what? That if I run away, and stay away, that you guys will be thrown off the throne?" Chrisnele shouted. Her mother flinched away from her.

"Chrisnele, please," her mother said, "I am genuinely concerned for your well being."

"I highly doubt that," Chrisnele snorted, rolling her eyes. She folded her arms.

"Well, okay, I'll admit that we are concerned that if you don't marry Lord Pastoreia, that we'll be thrown off the throne," her mother confessed. Chrisnele fell backwards onto her bed.

"I knew it," she murmured. Her mother stood up and walked toward the door.

"Chrisnele, just think about it," she requested, "think about your country, your parents, and mostly, Lord Pastoreia." Chrisnele was still lying on the bed and she turned her head away from her mother.

"Just to let you know, Mom," Chrisnele spoke. "I've fallen in love with someone, not Pastoreia." Her mother smiled softly.

"I know you'll make the right decision," she muttered before leaving the room. Chrisnele was alone again. She was left to wonder what Takuto was doing. She stood up and looked in her mirror. Her pink hair was messy. She picked up a brush and combed it down.

"I'm thinking about you Takuto," she uttered to the empty room. She looked up at the ceiling then out the window. The birds were flying north. After all, it was summer time. Chrisnele walked over to the window and sat in its seat. She gazed out, seeing all of Astale's wonders. She began to contemplate her choice.

First, she thought, I can stay here and marry Pastoreia against my will. Second, I can give up all of this and go back to the material world, maybe spend the rest of my life with Takuto. Well, with the second choice I'm giving up a lot more than if I just stayed here. What is all of Astale worth if I'm miserable though? Nothing, that's what. I love Takuto and Pastoreia is like my older brother. Even though he cares a lot about me, I just can't see him that way.

Chrisnele continued to stare out the window. She thought of Takuto and her situation.

Takuto was worried about Chrisnele. The night she had just disappeared right in front of him just broke all of the rules of physics and such. He continued with his job the days after. His students could see his unusual quiet demeanor. He told them that he just wasn't feeling well. Truthfully, he felt like a wreck without Chrisnele. He would never tell his students because he was usually such a kind, bright person.

"Hoshina-sensei," the students would ask, "is there something bothering you?"

"Nothing really," Takuto would lie. The students wouldn't believe him and they would continue to badger him.

"Is it heart-ache Hoshina-sensei?" They asked one day. Takuto shuddered and all of the students began to sympathize.

"We want to meet this lady," one group said. "We want to meet the lady who has hurt our Hoshina-sensei so much."

"No, it's not that she hurt me," he explained. "She told me that she loved me and has disappeared. Quite frankly, she has me very worried."

"What's her name?"

"Umm. It's very long, but I'll try to remember. Astale-Ei-Daemonia.Latreia.Chrisnele. Err. Just call her Chrisnele," Takuto smiled as he could remember her name. It sounded so magical to him. He looked back at the time they first talked. She looked so fierce as if she were protecting herself, her chocolate eyes were glowing. Something inside him just clicked that day and how she had him hooked. Takuto sighed at the memory of her. The night she disappeared, he could remember it well. He wanted to her so badly. He wanted just to be close to her always.

One evening, he was walking past a jewelry store when something caught his eye. He ran over to the store window and saw a tiny ring in the window. It had a simple design. A gold band with one small diamond encrusted in the middle of the ring. It was polished and it sparkled. Takuto looked at the price beside it. It was on sale! He had seen it as a sign. Takuto went into the store and ask the clerk to see the ring. He held it in his hands and estimated if it would fit Chrisnele.

"Would you like to buy that sir?" the clerk asked. Takuto looked at the clerk, to the ring and to the price tag. It was within his salary. It was worth the RISK. Takuto looked up to the clerk and held the ring out to her.

"Yes, I would like to buy it," he smiled. The clerk grinned and took the ring from him. Takuto followed her to where she would put the ring in a little box. It had a fake suede covering it. It was blue in colour and was generally hard to open because of the bizarre clasp on it.

"Who is it for?" the curious clerk asked.

"For someone whom I love very much," Takuto smiled, turning his eyes to the ground.

"If she ever comes back," he added under his breath. The clerk handed him a bag with the ring box in it. Takuto thanked the clerk and walked out. The summer sky was cloudy and Takuto looked up. The rain started to pour unpon him. Takuto ran for his apartment complex. The building came up in his sights and he began to run faster. He reached the shelter and climbed the stairs up to the floor he was on. Takuto arrived at his room and opened the door to his little home. Takuto set the bag on his kitchen's counter. He went into his room and saw his bed. Takuto had not washed his bed since the day she left, which was something that didn't usually happen.

"Chrisnele," he muttered to the void, "I love you." He climbed into his bed and could still smell her there. Takuto smiled and went to sleep.

The day for Chrisnele's marriage came. She was given an ornate white dress. Her mirror was still in custody of her father. Chrisnele had simple clothing on underneath, for she would be changing as soon as she got her mirror back. The wedding procession began and Chrisnele had everyone's eyes on her. She was nervous. Chrisnele should be running away, but alas, she could not. Chrisnele looked up to the priest and her soon-to-be husband.

"Chrisnele," Pastoreia smiled, "I have waited a long time for this day." He reached out to her and she refused his hand. Chrisnele clambered up onto the stage and glared at Pastoreia. The priest began to speak.

"Do you Astale-Ei-Daemonia.Zehrotuhia.Pastoreia take Astale-Ei-Daemonia.Latreia.Chrisnele for you lawful wedded wife, in sickness, in health, for better or for worse, 'til death do you part?"

"I do," Pastoreia smiled.

"How about you Chrisnele?"

"I..I..I..don't," she managed. The whole conutry of Astale seemed to gasp, shaking their entire dimension. Everyone began to whisper.

"What is Princess Chrisnele saying?"
"Why is she refusing?"
"What is going on?"

Chrisnele's father came onto the scene. He ran out and addressed the country.

"I'm very very sorry about that mispronuciation," he spoke. "You have all heard her wrong. She said 'I do.'" Chrisnele turned her head, knowing she was unable to do much else. Her father would argue anything she would say.

"Well that explains it."
"I see."
"I have to get my ears checked."

Chrisnele's father smiled and side glanced at Chrisnele. She gave him no emotion. He knew that he had won. The priest took a slight step back but Chrisnele's father looked back at the priest and waved him to continue.

"Well, then, I now pronounce you Man and Wife."

Pastoreia snatched up Chrisnele's hand and put the ring on her finger. He took her hand and dragged her back into the palace, away from the eyes of the evaluation public. Chrisnele's mind was weeping. Pastoreia pulled her into a bedroom, his bedroom. Chrisnele began to resist.

"Pastoreia, I can't do that with you," she pleaded. "I love someone else."

"Chrisnele, Chrisnele," he smirked, "You save yourself until marriage and now we are married." He pushed Chrisnele onto the bed. Chrisnele struggled but to no avail. Pastoreia began to kiss her fiercely. Chrisnele closed her eyes in pain, feeling her guilt that she could not get back to Takuto earlier. Chrisnele then thought of the only way to get out of Astale.

"Pastoreia," she muttered.

"Yes?" he answered.

"If I let you do that with me," she suggested, "could you get me back my mirror? It is very precious to me." Pastoreia sat up slowly, pondering what he would do. Chrisnele prayed that he would just give her the mirror, and she wouldn't have to give up her virginity. Pastoreia pounced on Chrisnele once again.

"As you wish," he smiled. Chrisnele flinched. She closed her eyes and began to cry. Pastoreia did not care. He was getting what he wanted in the end. What he did not know, since he doesn't think things through, that she would just escape. Pastoreia himself had completely forgotten to put the seal over Chrisnele's heart . Chrisnele had remembered about it, but she didn't want to mention it.

Pastoreia kissed Chrisnele passionately, but she didn't react to anything, for now she was his plaything. In the end, it would be worth it. She would get her mirror and would go back to the real world, to Takuto. Pastoreia took off his shirt revealing a sculpted torso. He reached down and took off Chrisnele's dress. She had another layer underneath so it took him as twice as long. Chrisnele lay limp as Pastoreia took off the rest of his clothing. She did not look upon him. Chrisnele then felt Pastoreia remove her panties. Her reflex was to kick him in his groin, again, but she didn't, knowing that he was going to be her only help to get out of Astale again. Now both of them were completely naked. Chrisnele still did not open her eyes. Her face was wet with tears.

"Chrisnele," Pastoreia whispered, "please open your eyes." Chrisnele shook her head and kept them firmly shut. Pastoreia sighed and clasped her breast. He leaned in and started to nibble her other nipple. She couldn't control her gasps and thus she let out a tiny little moan. Pastoreia heard this and massaged her breast more vigoriously. Chrisnele bit her lip to prevent more moans from escaping. Pastoreia suddenly stopped and lifted off of Chrisnele. She felt a little relieved, yet in more anxiety of what he was going to do next. He spread her legs apart and Chrisnele opened her eyes and kicked him away. She sat up and drew her kness to her chest.

"Chrisnele?" Pastoreia's face had a mix of shock and disappointment on it. Chrisnele let even more tears fall.

"No," she muttered. Chrisnele couldn't take it any longer.

"Fuck, Chrisnele," Pastoreia swore, "are you going to keep up your end of the bargain? You know I will." He moved closer to her. Chrisnele shifted her body away from him. He grabbed her shoulder and shoved her on the bed. He was upon her and Chrisnele was sprawled out. Chrisnele looked at his face, and shrunk since the anger on his face was quite to clear to her.

"Chrisnele, you owe me this, especially if you want your mirror back," he said, the malice being expelled from every pore of his naked body. She began to cry again. He ignored her and pushed himself inside her. Chrisnele cried out but was silenced by an angry kiss. He pumped and Chrisnele couldn't stop the tears from falling. She didn't feel pleasure, it was purely pain.

"You owe me this Chrisnele," Pastoreia repeated. "You sure as hell owe me this."

"No," Chrisnele managed to whimper, quieted again by a kiss. Pastoreia then came inside of Chrisnele. It pushed against her insides and she almost screamed. He pulled himself out of her and moved away from her. Chrisnele cried. She knew now that letting Pastoreia having his way with her was not worth going through that just so she could go see Takuto. Chrisnele felt lost, dejected and was beginning to hate herself for ever thinking of that. Chrisnele looked over at Pastoreia. He was getting ready for bed. He had on a pair of cotton pants. Chrisnele quickly pulled on a t-shirt and pants.

Chrisnele slipped off the bed and sauntered over to him. She readied her fist and touched his shoulder. Pastoreia looked at Chrisnele and she puched him in the face.

"I used to think you were my older brother Astale-Ei-Daemonia.Zehrotuhia.Pastoreia," Chrisnele said defiantly. "Now you are nothing more to me than a rapist." She flipped her pink hair out of her face and ran out of the room.

Rin: What's gonna happen next.. Sorry again for taking so long to write this. I'm not sorry that i wrote that little lemon though. It creates drama. Though i don't usually care for drama, i guess it was necessary. meh.

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