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Chapter 2:
Goddess

Mariemaia and Quatre sat isolated in a rather large room. They sat quietly on the lavish cushions next to an extremely low table located in the center of the room, drinking the tea that had been brought to them.

"Aren't you afraid that they might have poisoned the tea?" Mariemaia questioned annoyingly.

He put the small porcelain cup down. "No, it doesn't smell like something was added to it. It doesn't taste odd either."

Mariemaia looked up at him blankly. "You can tell?"

"I've grown up my entire life drinking various teas every day. I know much more about tea then you'd think could possibly be known," he smiled down at her.

"Freak," she muttered under her breath.

He shot a disapproving glared down at her. Before he could say a word, the shoji door at the far right of the room slid open. The two looked up, watching attentively as four elderly men walked in. Each man wore layers upon layers of kimono woven with the finest silk either had ever seen and a strange black hats. The kimono on the old men were long, dragging on the floor behind them and finely decorated with what looked to be threads of gold and silver.

Once the elderly men entered and took their places in pairs to either side of the doorway, a small group of what looked to be servants entered the room and quickly assembled a silk screen curtain. Food and cushions were hastily placed within the confines of the boxed off area. Finally, once everything had been arranged, what looked to be a young man entered and sat himself elegantly behind the curtain.

"Bow before his highness!" one of the elderly men yelled.

"I will not bow to anyone," Mariemaia responded in near perfect Japanese turning her small nose up at him. All four elderly men seemed to be taken aback by the young girl's audacity. Never before had they seen someone openly oppose to bow before His Highness, even less a child.

"How dare you!" responded another of the old men. "Do you wish to-"

"I demand to be taken to my home," the young girl interrupted. They all stared back at her rather confused. She stood up, placing her hands on her small hips she repeated herself. "Did you hear me? I demand that you take me back to my home colony immediately!"

Quatre reached up, taking a firm grip of her hand he gently pulled her down. "What are you doing? These people look like they want to kill us!"

Mariemaia pulled her hand lose. "I didn't ask for your opinion!"

"Highness," one of the elderly men sitting closest to the curtain began in a low tone, "they might be demons here to cause us misfortunes! They might be tengu here to play a cruel trick!"

"I am not a demon!" Mariemaia snapped back.

"The young one heard us from where she is!" he continued. Leaning closer and lowering his voice even more he added, "it proves she is a demon!"

"We're not demons," Quatre responded in a much calmer tone then that of the small girl as he got up from his place casually.

"Can they be gods?" asked another of the men.

"What?" Quatre blinked at them, "no… we're just…"

"Yes of course!" Mariemaia pushed Quatre behind her. "I am the Goddess Mariemaia. I am the Goddess of … ummm… war, yes that's it. And-"

Quatre grabbed the young girl, spinning her around. "What the hell are you doing?" he hissed at her.

She smiled evilly at him as her crystal blue eyes narrowed on him. "Unhand me!" she slapped his hands off her shoulders. "Since when have I allowed you to speak to me like that!"

Quatre was taken aback. His jaw slightly opened at the young girl's actions. His lips appeared to be moving but words failed to be formed as his crowded his mind raced furiously for find the proper words to vocalize.

"A Goddess?" questioned the young man behind the curtain.

The small girl turned back to his direction, flashing a brilliant smile. The four elderly men looked at one another in shock before turning to look at the silk screen. The shadow behind the screen seemed uneasy. His Majesty turned to look at one man then the next as if waiting for some sort of a signal. The signal came as each of the elderly men slightly nodded as if approving that what they heard was accurate. Finally, the figure behind the curtain could be seen lowering his head. Without hast, the elderly men did the same, touching their foreheads to the cool wooden floor.

Quatre grabbed the young girl while the men were with their heads to the floor. He tightened his grip on her as she tried in vain to get away. He was not going to stand for this and needed to have a word in private with the girl.

"Ahhh! You're hurting me!" Mariemaia began to cry as she was being dragged to the closest door.

His Majesty looked up to see the pale young man pulling the young Goddess out of the room.

"HELP!" Mariemaia began to cry louder.

"Guards!" His Majesty yelled. Before either Quatre or Mariemaia could realize what was happening, the room was flooded with armed men, all with weapons drawn. "Seize him!"

Quatre released the girl instantly as the guards surrounded him. He put his hands up in the air as the young girl continued to fake her crying and headed away in the direction of the screen curtain. He mentally cursed and promised that he'd do something to make her pay for this.

"Are you alright, Goddess?" his Majesty asked in a caring tone. Mariemaia nodded and wiped away her fake tears as she drew closer to the curtain. "Take him away!" he ordered. Quatre was about to protest when he felt a pair of strong hands take hold of his arms.

"We should kill him as well…" one of the four elderly men commented, "we don't want him to cause any more trouble."

"Yes… execute him" His Majesty ordered.

Quatre's eyes grew large. "WAIT! NOOO!"

"You can't do that!" Mariemaia turned sharply to the curtained box anxiously.

"Why is that, my Goddess?" His Majesty looked down at the young girl with surprise.

"Because… ummm…" she looked over at Quatre then at the young man again, "he's my brother… half brother. He's a demi-god. He's more like my personal slave and I need him!" She looked over at Quatre in time to see him make a disapproving face at her. She shrugged. It was better then having his head sliced off. "If you so much as touch a hair on his head I'll bring war and famine to these lands, destroying you all!"

The guards released Quatre as quickly as they had seized him. He sighed in relief that his head was staying were it belonged and was somewhat glad that the young girl had lied for him so well. But he was even more surprised to realize that these people actually believed her story about being a god.

From behind the silk curtain, His Majesty rose and exited the room. The four elderly men quickly followed, leaving the pair alone once more.

"What the hell just happened?" Quatre returned to speaking Englsih as he was left confused.

Mariemaia shrugged just as confused.

"Do they really believe you're a goddess?" he looked down at the young girl.

"Don't be silly!" she laughed at the suggestion. "They couldn't possibly believe that!"

The two then proceeded to sit down at the small table once again and wait. Before nightfall, they were visited once more by some sort of an official and were informed that from that day on they were to live in their own private residence within the palace and be provided for as honored guests of the Emperor.

And so, the Goddess Mariemaia's short term reign began.

A/N: I had forgotten to post this up... even though I don't think that anyone is reading this. I'll try to keep posting once a month at least. Enjoy