A/N: Hi! I am writing this story so fast because I have a guide. I suck as an author. I can make my own stories but not this fast. Hope you enjoy it though. READ THE MANGA!

Royal Fiancé

Chapter Two: Montre

He turned away from me once again. "Ok, whatever. But at least you have to clean up and learn some etiquette." My head was spinning. What was going on? "I can't introduce you to my father with that look of yours."

I blinked; my mind couldn't comprehend for once. "Uh… What do you mean…"

He turned his head back as he answered. "As my fiancé you'll at least do these things."

My eyes go wide once again. No kidding…?

I'M HIS FIANCE…!?

…..

"Wa… Wait a minute…!" Koushirou called out in panic. "You're completely mistaken. Me as a fiancée of a Royal Prince…?"

Yamato was not listening to him, though. Instead, he spoke to Jyou.

"Jyou, take care of him." He instructed of him without even looking or stopping for a beat.

Jyou nodded his way even though Yamato couldn't see it. "Understood."

Koushirou couldn't believe any of this. "Wait…" He tried one more time. Finally, Yamato faced him but with such a cold look Koushirou was too startled to proceed.

"Koushirou-sama," Jyou called for his attention. "We need to change your outfit. You will be introduced to the members of the royal family."

Koushirou glanced at Jyou, still feeling queasy with worry. I just came here to work as a tutor… why is this happening to me…!?

Koushirou's POV

I entered a room with a dining table in front of a big window where sat a woman and four men including Yamato. One of them, though, in my opinion, didn't look like family. For he was the only one with darker and brown hair, and he was tanned, unlike the rest who were pale-skinned. There was a young man who was blond, younger than Yamato, sitting across from him and beside the woman. The woman looked so elegant; and, she had blond hair, but slightly darker than Yamato's, she was poise and she sat beside the man in the center of the table. That man had slightly brown hair, but still looked more blond than brown, like bronze, perhaps.

That man must be the King…

Then, the brown, slightly-spiked haired man walked up to me with enthusiasm. He was the only one that seemed to smile, I realize. "This is another cutie, I see." He said playfully, and placed a hand to his chest. "Hello, I'm Taichi, Yamato's childhood friend, and currently playing ambassador to the Yagami family as to whether the younger brother is a fitting husband to my sister." He introduced.

Before I could even think t do the same, he grabbed my hand and led me to the table. "Your seat is this way. Come, come."

I stole a glance at Yamato, who was currently drinking from a wineglass. Taichi pulled a chair out for me and I sat down reluctantly. I wish I could sit beside Yamato... Even if he gave me those cold eyes, it was still his eyes. "Sit here, will you? Well then, Takeru-kun," The man spoke to the young blond beside me. "You, too. Say hi to him, don't be shy."

I took in the young man's appearance. He looked dignified, but I was not intimidated; he smiled softly at me.

"This is Takeru, Yamato's younger brother. They're born from different fathers though." Taichi explained to me.

Takeru nodded at me, still with a smile. "Glad you could be here, Koushirou-san. I'm sure Oniichan is…"

"Takeru," A sharp call from across us grabs Takeru's attention. I discretely glance the same way as well, since the voice did not address me. I saw a mild shake of a head. Takeru frowned and kept silent.

Soon, a peculiar dish is served. I stared at it with anxiety. How do I eat this…?

END of POV

"So, since Yamato's engagement has been settled before Takeru's, does this mean," Taichi started, picking up a wineglass. "Yamato's crowning has been confirmed…?" Koushirou was too busy brooding his food to hear him, even though the question was not directed to him or anyone in particular.

The mother looked up sharply. "It hasn't been decided yet. He's such a stubborn boy, we'll never know what would happen on those days before the ceremony." She took a sip from her glass. "Honestly, my youngest is much more fitting to take the throne. After all, he is the one marrying a female who can actually preserve our bloodline."

Takeru shifted uncomfortably. "Mother…" He said quietly. "Hikari's brother is right here. Don't talk so freely about that unsettled matter, please?"

Koushirou seemed to start paying attention again.

"Yes, indeed." The mother ignored the point of the chastise. "How shall we settle this matter?"

Taichi frowned briefly, before turning to smile politely. "Well my lady, my sister is really fond of your son, and likewise vice versa, still it is the family's turn to see if we approve of the engagement. As of now, I am just getting to know him and afterwards, he must meet and have dinner personally with my parents."

The mother huffed. Takeru seemed to mouth a thank you towards his way. Taichi nodded.

What… "Uhm," Koushirou spoke up. "what does it mean it hasn't been decided?"

Taichi smiled slightly. "Ecuratal family throne succession depends on the ability and authority that the sons of the royal family should fulfill." He explained. "As an heir, Yamato is the most suitable to be the next king. On top of it, possibly it's his grandfather who has decided on the one who's going to get married to Yamato." Koushirou listening with interest and curiosity. "That's why," He winked at the attentive red head. "the one who wants you to marry Yama-chan no matter what, is his grandfather."

"Please," Koushirou jumped a bit, startled when Yamato suddenly broke in. "enough with this private talk. And Taichi, I told you, do not address me as such."

Taichi smirked. "Well, then stop making such amusing reactions to it as to not tempt me to do such."

I see… Koushirou's gripped the napkin on the napkin placed on his lap. So that's how it is…

"But lately he turns out to be a whimsical old man." The King suddenly broke in, holding up his wineglass with half-lidded eyes. "Like going all the way looking for a fiancée in Japan and so on…"

Yamato smirked bitterly and chuckled. "He loves Japanese, just like you father. Almost like a bird that can't go out of its cage."

Jyou stiffened slightly. Taichi looked like he wanted to do something for the secretary, but he refrained. There was a disapproving look from both parents, Takeru sighed restlessly. Is this how a family should be…? Koushirou pondered, frowning.

Koushirou stepped out of the room shortly afterwards, by Yamato's insistence, and took a moment to breath a sigh. "I'm tired…" He said quietly. "Too nervous to eat anything…"

"What are you doing?" Yamato's voice called out to him from in front.. "Follow me. Now." He instructed.

Koushirou obliged, like he could do anything else, and Yamato lead him to a furnished room with a Queen sized bed. There was a side table where a lamp laid on with some books. And then another, circular, table just in front of the bed that had wine bottles on top of it with a glass and two chairs were set on either side of it.

"This is your room." Yamato informed him. "Before they hold our wedding ceremony on the motherland, you should at least learn some manners."

Motherland? You mean…

Koushirou begun to feel that panic again.

"No, please return me to the dorm…!" He pleaded to the blond.

Yamato casts uncaring eyes to him. "Where to? You should have been expelled from that school by now." He pointed out, then proceeded to walk to the circular table and take a wine bottle. "Since you'll have plenty of spare time, you must learn about our country."

Koushirou frowned. There… there really is no turning back, is there?

"Ecuratan is a country known as the producer of the best wine in the world… And so the following legend exists."

Koushirou cocked his head confusedly as Yamato proceeded to tell him a quick tale.

"Somewhere in my country there's a beautiful vine tree shone with light. It values love and if love were ever to be jeopardized, a guardian riding on a white-blue streaked wolf would come to rescue it." He told the red-head. "Aside from that, if a couple vows their love under that tree, it's said that they would forever be happy together." Yamato smiled harshly. "…Absurd, don't you think?"

Koushirou just frowned.

"Listen," Yamato laid the bottle back down, and faced the red-head fully. "Like what my grandfather told you, this is a contract," Koushirou looked confused. Grandfather? What… "You want money and I want authority. So, stop being an irresponsible lady by now."

Koushirou turned ten shades of red. Yamato made to leave.

"P… Please wait…"

*SLAM*

Koushirou's was left in mid-sentence. …Such cold eyes. Almost a completely different person…

Yamato's POV

In a room I sat on a small couch, a fist to my cheek, while I spoke to Jyou.

"…Where are my father and others? Also, I wish to speak to Takeru. It's been awhile since…"

Jyou interrupted. "They have returned to the motherland. Your mother wishes Takeru-sama to meet with the Yagami family." He informed me. "Taichi-sama is the only one left. But your brother did leave you a note."

He handed me a small, green stationary with my brother's script.

I really wished we could've talked more, I miss you a lot Oniichan. But you know how mother is. I wish you well with your marriage plans, Koushirou-san seems to be a nice person. See you soon, Oniichan. Love, Takeru.

I smiled briefly and folded the note carefully to place in my breast pocket. If there's anyone right in my family, it's Takeru… Even if he was brought by an ugly situation. At that, I frowned.

"Yamato-sama," Jyou broke me out of my reverie. "I hope it is not presumptuous of me to say this. But maybe Koushirou-sama truthfully has no clue about the whole engagement thing."

Doesn't he now? Then why is he here? I sighed. I sat up and slipped into some slippers.

"If you want to drink wine, please let me…"

I cut him off. "No, thanks."

I walked out of the room and went through the corridors. I stopped when a maid passed by to give way. When I looked down to the tray she was pushing, I saw food. One plate touch and the other not. I remember Koushirou not eating at all awhile ago. Could it be…

"Hold it, Miyako." I called the maid. "Who left this?"

End of POV

Koushirou was out on the terrace of his room, looking out to the courtyard. "Such spacious courtyard…" He mused, admiring it. Suddenly, he heard creepy rustle noises, and screamed.

"Eeeek!"

Taichi popped out infront of him. "Hi~~" He greeted gleefully. "I sneak out to come here."

"Taichi-san…?" Koushirou blinked before sighing and tuning down his heart rate.

Taichi leaned back while looking at the younger man. "I'm worried because you look unhappy." He told him. "Having a fight with Yamato?"

Koushirou shifted nervously. "No, we're not…" He just makes me nervous… And worried… And scared.

"He's such a complicated guy, I remember we use to fight and beat each other senseless a lot as kids. Of course, we were excuse to do that in the past but now," Taichi chuckled wearily. "'We must be gentlemen' they said. Still, I wish I could still lay one on him. He needs a beating once in a while."

Koushirou looked at him odd, finding the choice of words odd for a noble.

Taichi continued. "Yamato's father, the present king, also had an arranged marriage by the elders' command." He shook his head. "But it is impossible, most of the time, to fall in love with a partner when things are arranged, isn't it? After all, in love, there is truth, right?" Taichi smiled sadly at the young red-head. "But when you know it has been planned, how can you be sure it is your love or just by force?"

Koushirou listened, captivated. Taichi doesn't have the looks Yamato is graced with, but to Koushirou, his personality makes him a likeable person.

"Eventually," Taichi continued, looking up. "the queen ran to another man." Koushirou blinked, Takeru-kun's father… "Don't get me wrong, the resulted child, Takeru… Well, Takeru… He's a good kid. I do not mind at all that he has taken interest into marrying my sister, and seeing as Hikari and mother and father approves of him, I look forward to the future of him as my brother-in-law."

"Huh? But Taichi-san," Koushirou raised a brow. "I thought you said Takeru-kun must meet with your family first. Why do you speak as if your parents had already come to know Takeru-kun?"

Taichi widened his eyes. Then chuckled lightly. "Oops, I wasn't suppose to say that. But you look like you can keep a secret."

"Uh…" Koushirou managed a nod. "But… What secret?"

Taichi smiled. "Takeru was alone one summer ago, and our whole family encountered him on a stroll. When he told us he was Yamato's brother, we were interested to get to know him. Yamato may be annoying, but I still call him my best friend." Taichi chuckled. Koushirou smiled a bit. Yamato must still be a good person… To have someone like Taichi-san to be a good friend of his. "Hikari took most interest in him, and just like in fairytales, they really fell hard for each other."

"How nice," I remarked, then I remembered something. "But then… Why doesn't your family let known their approval for Takeru's engagement proposal for Hikari?"

Taichi blinked then laughed. "You speak better formal English than I thought. Well, how do I put it? We Yagamis don't wish to participate in politics, and we are secretly holding off the approval, pretending we have only just met Takeru now since no one in the Ecuratal family, except Yamato, knows that we have in fact already gotten to know Takeru, for the purpose that Yamato can take the throne, therefore leaving Takeru with no political position and free for us to let him marry Hikari."

Koushirou marveled at the plotting, it was kind of sweet, really. But one thing still confused him. "While the Queen ran off with Takeru's father… Did Yamato have another mother aside from the woman earlier?"

He stiffened for a moment before calming down. "Well, that's the other story. The king…" Taichi looked down, frowning darkly. "He played with the feelings of a man who never left his side, not that he had any choice," Man…? " and secluded himself with him until the Elders' made mother come back with a baby boy, and exiled the father of Takeru."

Koushirou cocked his head. "And what about the other man?"

Taichi saw his confusion and chuckled a little bitterly. "The man the King secluded himself with," he begun. "Is my poor, sweet Jyou."

Ah…?! "So… It means Yamato-san knows everything about it and plans to do the same thing all over again?" Koushirou deducted. I know we'll be unhappy. But still… "For the sake of being king… To have hi brother marry one he loves truly... With me… he…" Koushirou clenched his fist sadly to his chest. With someone he doesn't love…

Taichi scrutinized the young man's expression and form. "… I heard you're a money-grubber kid."

"Huh?" Koushirou looked at Taichi, breaking out of his thoughts.

Taichi smiled. "… But looks like they're somehow mistaken."

Suddenly, they heard footsteps. A hand fell on Taichi's shoulder.

"What are you doing here!"

Yamato's POV

Unbelievable! Now he's seducting my best friend? Howdare he take advantage of Taichi's kindness!

"What are you doing here!" I glared down at my best friend, protective. Sometimes I question why is that. "This is my fiancée's room." I said sharply. "Please leave this room at once."

He had the nerve to smile still. "I was only dropping in on my way for a walk. Don't be so mad."

Needless to say, I slammed the door to his face moments later.

I looked out through the window as I spoke to my fiancée. "I already told you." I snapped. "You're forbidden to commit stupid infidelity before an Imperial Consort's bridal entry into the court. If you're in a relationship with a close family friend right now, the engagement will be cancelled."

I heard him begin to protest. "I didn't plan to…!"

I don't know how it happened, for things went by fast as I start seeing red, but I slammed Koushirou into the wall nearby. I braced one hand beside his head and grabbed the tie on his uniform.

"Or maybe…" I breathed huskily. "you're planning on grabbing my friend's money next?" I hissed. "Don't forget. You're bought with money, into this Ecuratol family."

I gripped Koushirou's wrist, he stares at me nervously, like I'm the bad guy here, and I stared him down.

"You have no right to refuse." I leaned forward to his neck, inhaling his scent and Koushirou begun to struggle and push.

"Stop….. Stop it please…!"

Ignoring his pleas, I licked his chin and tasted his skin. Like everything else in my life, it tasted bittersweet. But somehow, I like his taste. It was... Amazing. I caught myself.

What am I thinking? He just wants money like all the selfish people of the world, he doesn't even love me. This should not be amazing. Cruelly, I bite down on his flesh then licked the mark I was sure to leave. He shivers.

"No…"

With one hand, I grabbed his neck, but I do not intend to strangle him. Just to get him to stop such motions. "How many men have you had sex with up 'til now? Start telling!" I demanded.

END of POV

Koushirou's POV

… Yamato's tongue is…

Suddenly, he bite down on my neck. I gasped, pinching my eyes shut. God, it hurt... It hurts so bad...

Why me...?

I feel a rough hand grasp my throat, I shiver. "How many men have you had sex with up 'til now? Start telling!"

"Ah~ Ah~"

He presses his mouth on my neck once again. I closed my eyes as I shuddered and twitch.

"Always pretending to be innocent," Yamato breathed huskily. "Were you the one leading them to bed?"

My breathing started to get erratic, my body felt so hot. What is this feeling? Please stop this Yamato… Please… No more…

Suddenly, I felt a hand slipped inside my pants. I felt a jolt as his hand reaches that sensitive region. "Ah…!" I gasped and struggled. "Nooo…!"

*CRASH*

The wine bottle Yamato settled down earlier, a little too close to the edge, I remember, fell down and shattered at the floor. Yamato pushed me away from him, and like always, turned away.

"Clean it up." He said before leaving the room.

I looked on, tear-eyed, still processing what just happened.

He… He molested me… Violated me… I sank down to the floor. If I knew it would turn out like this, It would be better if I've never met him…

END of POV

Yamato remained still outside Koushirou's room, thinking about what he just did. He thought that Koushirou deserved that, but why did it feel wrong? Yamato held his head in frustration.

He looked out the window where the moon is the only light. What is a fiancée…

"Yamato-sama," Yamato turned his head and saw a maid with a tray cart of food. "I came here to bring Koushirou-sama's dinner, as ordered."

Yamato shook his head. "He doesn't want it, throw it away, Sora."

What is a Marriage without Love?!

They both got hurt…! The royal lessons will start in the next chapter!

A/N: Apologies to any Miyako and Sora fans out there that I made the two maids. I wanted to put them in here but there was no important role in the Manga that they could fit in to. What do you think of the hinted JyouChi? Sorry, the only straight couple here is TaKari. I am considering whether or not to put the Zero Two DigiDestined, but they'll probably only be the teachers that will only be mentioned once or so. R&R please! More of JyouChi at the ending Chapter though, sorry. If anyone cares, yes, the mother is a homophobe, and only loves Takeru. If you call that love.