Giuyy X Shinobu ~oneshots~ requests (OPEN)

royalty AU (Surprise)

It's my birthday today! Woo!!🥳

Look, hear me out- Imagen it. 2 brothers, 1 the happy crown prince, 1 the exiled and bitter brother.

Hayate: older brother, 28 years old. He has black hair with purple streaks mixed in and blue eyes. He is the leader of rogue soldiers and exiled people. His name means "gale/storm"

Akio: younger brother, 27 years old. He has shoulder length black hair and purple eyes. He is the king. His name means "bright"

The song in this fic is "let my people go" from the movie: The prince of Egypt
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I send the pestilence and plague into your
house, into your bed, into your streams,
into your streets, into your drink, into your bread, Upon your cattle, on your sheep, upon your oxen in the field,
Into your dreams, into your sleep,
Until you break, until you yield.
I send the horde, i send the swarm
Thus saith the lord.

The day Shinobu's and Giyuu's first son was born was a stormy day, he was born as a lighting crackled and the lights flickered in the hospital on a fall evening. He got the name "Hayate" meaning Gale or hurricane. The boy had black hair with purple streaks scattered in and blue eyes like his father.

His little brother, born only a year after him, couldn't have been more different. Akio was born during a spring morning with no clouds and everything running smoothly. He had jet black hair and vibrant lavender eyes. He was given the name "Akio" meaning bright.

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Akio was pacing. It was truly a tragedy, his own brother, his flesh and blood who had defended him in his youth, was now his enemy.

There were signs, of course there were. But being blinded by the familial bond they shared, Akio had ignored all the warning signs, and now his kingdom, his people, would pay for that blindness.

The battles fought by the northern kingdom and the exiled were brutal, each side lost people, each territory was damaged. Even now, there were several soldiers from Hayate's troops who were imprisoned. It had gone too far to be reversed. Hayate had surrounded a village, killing people every day to anger Akio, to make him snap. It was inevitable... The last, bloodiest battle would be fought soon, and as the king.. Akio was forced to fight his own big brother.

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-Your highness, the troops are ready." Ryoko, a senior knight said and bowed. Akio noded at her. He was afraid to ask his next question, but he knew he had to.

-Thank you. How many are well enough to fight again?" Ryoko paused for a moment, before saying in a numb tone.

-There are just over 37 000 soldiers here." She said. He knew it... Of the 120-thousand soldiers he had at the beginning, only 37 000 remained. This war had raged on for just over 6 years, and all he had to show for it, was destroyed cities and battle scars. This had to end, and soon.

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As Akio rode to the battle field, a meadow that stretched out as far as you could see, he felt oddly at peace. Maybe it was the adrenaline, or maybe it was the acceptance of death. Whatever it was, it dissapiared the moment he saw his brother. There he stood, the fallen prince who once wore a crown made of gold, dressed in armour but without a helmet, his black and purple hair wild and his blue eyes lit with malice. The same blue eyes their father had. The same blue eyes he saw after Hayate murdered their parents.

Once i called you brother,
Once i thought the chance to make you laugh.
Was all i ever wanted.

~Flashback~