O̴n̴e̴ ̴b̴i̴g̴ ̴u̴n̴i̴v̴e̴r̴s̴e̴-(jjba + y/n)

dios moving castle

Running in your torn up dress, twigs snapping under your feet. The lace vail fell as you ran, the tress flew by as you ran. You lungs burned. The cold air basically biting you. Peoples voices yelled for you.

''''•run away
bride•''''

Seeing a river you caught your breath. "M'lady!!! Please this is a dangerous woods!" A man inna English accent yelled. You inhaled sharply, your brows furrowed. You didn't wanna marry a fat man just for your familys benefits.. You took off your white heels, and slid down the mud. The cold dirt felt smooth between your toes, running down stream you ran up a hill carefully. You didn't hear anyone calling you, or chasing you.
You kept walking, your body drained... The sun started to set. The pink hues making your velvet and white dress be pink. It was so calming. You saw something.. Like a wall of bushes... 'There's no way anyone lives out here?' You thought walking to it more. You knew nothing of the English channel... You were from a far place after all... Another kingdom. Walking down the rosed and beautifully grassed wall, you stumble apon a well designed gate, even though its rusted.. Its still lovely. You saw it was cracked, looking past the bars.. Your eyes widened, a abandoned mannor. The pleasing dusk colors made it vibrant, the leaves looking orange, the cracks had flowers running out of it. Sneaking through the gate, a stone path welcomed you. Looking around the garden, the dark green grass and the flower garden was beautiful. You walked towards the mannor, seeing as its becoming dark. Pushing open the wooden door, a tiny gust of wind hit you. The checkerd tile welcomed you like the stone path. Everything was dusty, rusty, and musty. The stairs. The velvet with gold lace as the rug was calling you up. You hesitantly walked up them.
Going up and to your left you felt cold. Oddly cold. Putting a hair behind your ear, you felt something behind you. You turned around quickly. Nothing. You sighed and continued down the tall hallway. 'This place... Its weird but beautiful. The sculptures and the design... Its very old and amazing.' You thought walking along the windowed hall. It was early victorian, it was amazing.
You saw a door open, revealing a hunter green room. Peeking through the door way, you saw something glowing on the bed. you closed your eyes really quickly, then opening them. There on the golden bed was a man. His built body taking your eyes captive. the blonde hair was messy, it was almost long but not quite.
You walked inside wanting to see who it was. The moon light showers the pale man amazingly. You gently touch his fore arm. You gasped at how cold he was, 'is this man dead?' Looking at the man, he opened his eyes. The amber color slowly fading red. It was a magical sight. His mouth opened, revealing teeth, very white but sharp teeth. Almost... Vampire like. The man grabbed your wrist. You jumped at the sudden movement. The man smirked. "What a lovely meal. Smooth and silky, truly captivating." He spoke with a smooth voice. It shocked you a mans voice could be so sharp yet smooth.
You raised a brow, you hated how you always thought. As someone who's very open... Or touchy, kinda flirty with everyone... You chuckled at what he said, surprising him.
"do my ears betray me? After a 500 year rest, I am laughed at by my meal." The man spoke gripping your wrist. You flinched, making the man smirk. With a questionable tone, you asked.

"Wait. 500 years? What are you?" You asked quietly. The man looked at you, his red eyes burning into your e/c ones. "I am the vampire who was cursed to this place by a man... Along with my son. For I dont know where he is." He spoke. Youve herd people speak of a castle in the woods. The moving castle.
"are you by chance the king who became the wicked vampire?" You asked glancing around him, avoiding his knife like stare. He hummed in annoyance... "Oh have the story has changed." He spoke with a scowl on his face. Sighing, he let your wrist go, sitting up you blushed a bit. The man's body was really built. Almost unrealistic...

"I was the knight who took down the vampire king, but got bit in the process. For people then called me of the blame and had my brother, a sorcer, contain me here." he spoke with aggression in his voice, you raised your brows. "And your son?' You asked curiously. He looked out the window, showing the moon in full view. "Oh. Who knows, that boy was... Something else. He was also a vampire but he isnt held captive to this moving castle." The blonde spoke quietly. It seemed his son ment a lot. You smiled at that, walking to a chair you sat down, him watching you. "well atleast nethier of us have to be alone in this freaky castle." You spoke calmly. The man took notice of your outfit. "My, your wedding dress is stained brown. Why are you here?" He asked. You looked down. Your muddy feet made you chuckle. "I was forced to be married. But I looked so much like the princess who was supposed to get married. She had me kidnapped and traded me for herself... Not long ago actually... I ran away right as the ceremony began. I didn't wanna be married to a... A rude old man..." You spoke with a angry tone. It was calm but still aggressive. The man hummed. "Y/n, my names y/n." You said looking up at him with a smile. He stared at you, "dio, Dio brando." he said monotonely. You smiled, you took off the gloves, and jewelry. You popped your neck. Your life before the marriage thing was a simple servant. It was awful...

Standing up you left the room. Without saying a word either. Dio sat stunned, baffled... He felt somewhat, even if the tineyist bit happy. He knew when he awoken he'd be alone.. Especially since his son may be dead or not... He wasn't gonna risk anything to rashly. He needed to be smart, he could tell you were also very clever. Nothing he had seen from a women in his time.
He needed to be clever around you, not to take the opportunity for granted. Maybe giorno will come back.....

After all a human and keep the house in one place. The palace craved freedom, just as the knight does for himself.

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You lived with dio, fixing up the castle as he slept in the day. You found some more, workable clothes... You had made some stew, the sunset was a beautiful orange and yellow hue.
You held the sliver tray that held the bowls of potato, carrot, and tomato soup. Opening dios door, he had just woken up. "Good morning~." You smiled. The one thing you did to his soup was add your blood. He did ask for it after all. You you'd prick your finger and let it drip. He was greatful for it, but was too prideful to say it. You sat down the bowl on the beside. He smirked, "can I have some more?" He asked referring to the blood. You chuckled, "no because I already put a lot in-" he cut you off by grabbing your finger. He put it in his mouth. You felt his tounge move around it. he let go of your hand, having you take it back. He had a smirk on his face, "be glad your cute or id slap you." You said in a dark tone. He laughed. You grabbed your bowl and basically inhaled your food. You ate like a horse. 'So barbaric.' Dio thought watching you eat fast.

It was like that for a very long time. He would help you get food, clean up. You both would enjoy the garden. You would teach him how to make sweets and do laundry. It was fun. Who knew you could grow so close to someone so quickly... Even though he was a prick you adjusted to it, you both surprising each other with sarcastic remarks, or being too flirty and have you or him flirt back jokingly.

This was a new home for you, and you'd trade it for... Nothing. Never.

I'm glad I'm no longer alone. Even in this old castle, even with a vampire or human...
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~fin~
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