One shots.

Love story. Fluff.

The Demon Realm
Dark, the Prince of the underworld (also known as hell) sat on the black throne at the front of the large room. The demon realm was the ultimate ruling kingdom in all the underworld. Basically, if you ruled the demon realm, you ruled hell. He waited for marriage Galla to begin. He hated it with a burning, fiery passion. His Great-Great-Great Grandfather has invented the Marriage Galla as a way for the prince to marry a princess (or at least a woman of wealth). This process was simple, the prince had to dance with every one of these girls and the one he liked best, he would marry. But, the thing is, it wasn't that simple for him. He didn't want to marry a woman. It wasn't something he wanted to do even to make his father or his people happy. And besides, if the prince were to marry a man, the people couldn't complain, they didn't have a say in the matter. The Prince adjusted the silver crown on his head, his black hair showing under the edge of where the crown sat. The large doors opened to reveal the King. Darks father. King William entered the throne room, looking at his son as he made his way up to the throne. Dark stood up, bowing his head as his father approached. "Damien." The King spoke in a deep voice. Much deeper then Darks. William never addressed Dark as Dark. Always his birth name. Damien. "Father." Dark replied has he sat back down, the King sitting in the throne next to Darks. "Today is the day you will find your wife. Someone to help guide you and govern over your people." Dark scoffed slightly. Women had no role in the kingdom. At least in the royal family they didn't. "I know Father" those weren't the words that wanted to come out of the Princes mouth. He wanted to tell the King that he wouldn't be marrying a women. That this Galla was unimportant. The King nodded, looking at his son "I want you to choose wisely, don't choose the first you dance with." Again, Dark responded with "I know Father" and again, those weren't the words that he wanted to say to the King. But he couldn't tell his father that he was gay. He would be disowned and questioned as royalty, perhaps even kicked off his throne and out of the kingdom even. But he was soon to be king, meaning he could make up the rules. Why should the people care? They're his people. If they don't like it, they can leave or be executed. The demon prince sighed, standing up. He wore a simple black and blood red tunic and black pants, nothing he would ever wear to an event like tonight. He looked back at his father who nodded to Dark and the prince made his way to his bedroom. It was one of the biggest rooms in the castle, the walls were all black with accents of red (the kingdoms colours) and the floors were wooden. Very rare for a castle. The king sized bed was placed in the centre of the room, the black and red bed spread matching the walls. To the right of the room was a wooden oak desk, papers lined the surface of the desk and crumpled papers were all thrown about the perimeter of the desk area. Opposite to the desk was the closet. A huge walk in closet filled with tunics and jackets, suits, vests, shirts and pants of the kingdoms colours. The prince only owned three pairs of shoes. Which was quite odd for a prince. He owned a pair of riding boots, shoes for when he would go to special events and a simple pair of black boots for when he wanted to wear them. As the young prince stepped into the room, he took a glance around the room before proceeding to the closet, pulling open the double blood red doors. He stepped into the closet, looking for the part in which held his formal (well, his clothes for when these events took place) wear. He decided on a black shirt, a blood red vest to compliment it, a pair of black pants and the pair of shoes he wore for these occasions. Next, the jacket. Dark didn't particularly like wearing jackets, he usually took them off during these things. He decided against it. If he's father was going I give him shit for not wearing one, so be it. He took off the pants he was wearing, pulling on the new pair, clasping the only button the piece of clothing. Next, he took off the tunic he wore, setting it aside for the servants to come clean later. He never usually stayed shirtless or naked for very long, unless to take a shower. But, there he stood, shirtless in his closet.

The Vampire realm
Anti laughed as his horse cane to a stop at the castle gates. He had been out riding all day, his hands were slightly burned from the reigns in his hands, but he didn't care. The horse shook its head, his black main fluttering in the wind he created and neighed. The prince that sat on the horse back smiled and combed his fingers through the surprisingly silky hair of his horse. Anti dismounted of his horse, pulling the reigns over his horses head, clutching the leather ropes in one hand. He lead the riding horse to the stables where Thomas, the stable boy, was cleaning out Black Ices stable. The prince nodded to the young boy as he brought his horse into the fenced off area, taking the saddle off the horses back and bit out of his mouth. Anti set them aside, turning to face Thomas "I will be back to clean the bit. If you could put away the saddle, I'd appreciate that." Although the Vampire was, well, he was part demon, part Vampire, he was quite nice. He treated ally eh servants of the castle with respect, unlike the princes father and mother. Thomas nodded to the prince and Anti left the stables with a soft smile on his lips. He entered the castle through the back doors, quietly sneaking up to his room. He wasn't really suppose to be out riding, he was supposed to be getting ready for the galla in the demon realm tonight. Although it was for women, King William had invited Anti to join the celebration as the King and his parents were close friends. The prince was down the long hallway to his room when he heard someone clearing their throat behind him. Anti turned to be met with his father, King Robert. "Antisepticeye, you should be ready for the celebration, not riding around on that horse." His father scolded but Anti did have somewhat f an excuse to get out of this. He hoped. "Yes. I know father. But I wanted just one last ride on him before I went for a few weeks. I was just about to get ready". The King nodded toward the princes room "go on then" Anti nodded, swiftly walking down the hall to his room, opening the door. His room was the second largest in the castle. The first being his parents of course. There was an oak desk in the corner of the room, papers piled on it, the floors were wood and the walls were dark green. The king sized bed sat in the middle of the room, black and dark green bedding neatly made on the bed. The Vampire prince took a step into the room, closing the door before walking over to the closet. He pulled the door open, revealing a walk in closet. His was somewhat organized. His fancier garments go the left, his riding gear to the right, his normal wear straight ahead of him and his shoes on shelves below the sections of clothing. Anti didn't own a lot of riding gear, most of it he had made for him or he went into town, buying it. Most of the fancied garments were given to him by his father or by visiting royals. He walked over to the fancier clothing, sifting through it. Lots of dark greens and blacks. He took out a dark green dress shirt, setting it on the bench then grabbing a black coat with dark green accents on it, setting that next to the shirt. He decided on a black vest, putting it with the shirt. Pants. That's what he needed. He looked around, soon finding a pair of black dress pants, putting with the ever growing pile of clothes on the bench beside him. He slowly undressed picking up and folding his clothes, putting them under the bench before starting to get dressed. He first put the shirt on, carefully doing up the buttons, once he did that, he pulled the black pants on, tucking his shirt in and doing up the pants button. Next, he put the vest on, doing up the four buttons on the vest. He slipped on a pair of black dress shoes, grabbing the black coat, putting it on. The Vampire demon walked out of the closet and into the main part of his room, glancing around before walking out of his room and down the hall to meet his father. King Robert stood at the end of the long corridor, waiting for his son to come and meet him so they could go. Every male member of the royal family had to go through the marriage gala when they were 20. Anti was only 18, so he had 2 years until he to had to go through this process. He's been "friends" with Prince Damien, or rather, Prince Dark for a few years. But he'd never admit he had feelings for him. He wouldn't tell anyone he was gay. He's only told Thomas. They were close because everyday, every chance he got, Anti would go riding and Thomas was always there. The prince finally made it down the corridor, nodding to his father. The two walked out to the front of the castle, where the carriage was waiting, two black horses hitched to the front, green reins in the coachmans hand. Anti knew the coachman, Adam. Adam was wearing the black and green coachmans outfit. The young man nodded to the prince and the King as the two got into the carriage, one of the servants closing the door as Adam flicked his wrists, the reins hitting the horses, telling them to go. They started to trot off down the road.

Time skip cause this doesn't need to be any longer.

The Prince and King soon arrived in the demon realm, they stopped in front of Prince Dark and King Williams castle. Anti and his father stepped out of the carriage. "It's been a while" the young prince stated, his father nodding in agreement. The two walked up to the large doors, being greeted by two guards dressed in red and black armour. "Prince Antisepticeye and King Robert." Anti told one of the guards and the two men nodded, opening the doors. The Prince and King stepped inside. The castle was huge. The front hall was long and decorated with black walls, red accents along the walls. Expensive paintings hung on the walls and Anti admired them as they walked down the long hallway to the throne room. the King pushed open the doors, the father and son, stepping into the room, both getting down on one knee, bowing their heads. "Prince Damien and King William, we have traveled from the Vampire realm to attend the marriage gala being held" Anti always felt weird saying the princes given name. He always called him Dark. But it was out of respect for the royals. The older prince stood from his throne, addressing the two. "Prince Antisepticeye, King Robert. My father and I are grateful for your arrival. You may rise." As the prince and king rose, Dark sat down in his throne, looking over at his father for approval. The king nodded in approval for his son. Anti walked up to the two thrones, glancing up at Dark then at his father. "King William, May Prince Damien and I be excused?" The King nodded and Dark stood, walking down from the platform and the two princes walked out of the throne room. As soon as the large door closed behind them, the two broke out into a small laughter "Prince Damien and King William" Dark mocked Antis voice as he laughed but Anti shook his head, mocking Dark "Prince Antisepticeye and King Robert. So fucking formal" they walked down the hall to the outer part of the castle. They both didn't like addressing the other in such a formal way. But while their fathers were around, they had to. The two boys eventually made it out to the castles gardens. It was quite large. Black, deadly roses lined the pathway of surprisingly alive grass, a black bench sat at the end of the pathway. Trees lingered here and there. But, it was quite nice. Somewhere almost a couple would have their wedding. Anti approached the bench, glancing over at Dark "How many times have I been here durning a ball?". The question caught the other prince by surprise. Dark looked at the younger male "A few times." He walked up to Anti "why do you ask?". The green haired boy looked down at his feet, lightly kicking a stray stone with the tip of his shoe "This is the last time I'll be here and we can just..How my father would say, goof off" Dark watched Anti for a moment "Anti, you know that once I become King, I will still invite you over, and you're always welcome here. My-" "you don't get it. Dark, tonight you have to find a bride, otherwise you won't claim that throne or your bride will be chosen for you. I know how this works" Anti sat on the bench, looking at his feet. "I'm going to loose you." The vampire looked up at Dark, defeated by his own words. That's when Dark realized something. "You're right. Once I become King, i won't have time for much else." The younger looked down again. All hope drained from him. He's liked Dark for as long as he can remember. More then a friend. He'd never admit it though. Dark gently grabbed Antis hands, pulling him up to his feet. The green haired man looked up at the older, surprised when Dark crashed his lips with Antis. After his shocked stage, the younger kisses back, his hands sliding up to Darks hair, sliding his fingers through the velvet locks. The older demon slid his hands around Antis waist. The two reluctantly pulled away, smiling up at each other. "Anti, we've known each other forever. We've been on many adventures, would you do me the greatest honour, and go on many more by marrying me?" The younger nodded quickly "yes. Yes, of course I will" Dark took Antis hand into his own, leading him back into the castle and to the throne room. "Father, King Robert, I have found the one who I want to rule this kingdom with. I do not care for your opinion as I am the next heir to the throne." The two kings looked at each other then at their sons and started clapping. "Then let this ball be a celebration for the two of you". The two Princes smiles at each other.

Later. (Like 4 days. Lol)

The ballroom was full with people from every kingdom in the underworld, dancing, eating, simply talking to one another. Anti and Dark, the new Kings of the demon realm (and all of the underworld) danced in the middle of the ballroom, both men wearing royal wedding garments of dark red, black and dark green. The older had his hands on the youngest waist, Antis arms loosely wrapped around Darks neck. The two leaned into each other, faces getting closer until they closed the gap, kissing each other. Everyone in the room clapped, cheered and smiled as the two kissed. Two friends now two lovers.

Heeey. Wow, this took me a long time to write. Anyway. I may write a smut for this one. Probably going to be longer. Help I wrote too much. Also, I'm working on a few more chapters for my other book, I'm going to post them on the same day. I don't know when. It's a secret. Anyway. Byeee

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