Chuuya sat within a tapestry of wildflowers. His two companions, Yuan and Shirase by the boy's side. Sun hanging low in the sky, the trio laid hidden in the embrace of fading daylight.
A royal circlet of bright gold lay resting upon the redhead's brow, hewas engaged, betrothed to person he had never met.
"The option for running away and becoming pirates still open?" Shirase joked, Yuan, hitting his shoulder in return as she faced Chuuya,
"I wish, though I don't feel like seeing our heads flying when we get caught." Chuuya snorted in return.
Though the thought had crossed the redhead's mind a few times, he couldn't risk it. Not if it cost him his family, the crown upon his head reminding him of his duty as a prince.
"Ah, it's time we get going, after all, I must get my beauty rest to see my beautiful betrothed, " Chuuya mocked dusting himself off, taking Yuan's hand in his and lifting her up.
"Never mind, I'm on board with Shirase, let's become pirates."
"Eck, nope let's get moving love birds I have to take an extra shift in patrol tomorrow due the banquet. Plus, I think I'm going to puke. " Gowned Shirase, pushing the two.
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The sun had risen but a distance before Chuuya was pulled out of his chambers. The maids making him into an air of beauty. Light makeup adorned the redheads face, bringing out the ocean within Chuuya's eyes. His body decorated with gold and jewels. Each shining with an equal splendor. A satin silk sliding across the boy's body.
"Oi, what's with this outfit?! Does Paul know about this?" Chuuya fretted, as he gazed at himself in the mirror.
"I fear your highness will find the crown heavy on thy's heart, but light upon the head. " Heaved the head maid, the redheads earlier protest falling on deaf ears as she guided him out..
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Knelling towards the throne, "Father," Chuuya spoke.
"Stand my child," acknowledged Verlaine. Kouyou, Chuuya's sister wore a cherry red kimono, her lips sitting in a thin smile as she sat next the king. Chuuya himself took his place upon the throne next to her. As time when by the banquet ball began to fill, the royals sat for the rest of the day, watching everyone feast.
When the hell is that mystery person showing up? Chuuya swore his mind flooding with questions.
Growing bored of watching, taking it upon himself , Chuuya had left his throne finding his way onto the dance floor.
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Authors Note:
Ah I feel bad to leave it here, anywho hope you enjoyed part one of this! Well, that's if this ever gets a part two... Anyway, thanks for reading!
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Soukoku Oneshots
Fanfiction{Not my Art, credits to owner!} \ Well, I like Angst, I also like Soukoku. So I'm here to fulfill the needs of people who love angst like me! Please enjoy! I plan to make more stories, so please work with me! This is my first fanfic. Thanks for read...
