2 comments/ 14017 views/ 3 favorites Arcaina Ch. 01 By: Pallaton Hope you enjoy my brain baby I started to plan almost over five years ago! ~~Tae PALLATON (remember to vote and comment!!) Prologue— There was a time when humans got along with the vampires; a time when they trusted and lived with their night-time companions. But that was years ago. All too long ago... In the grand country of Crythesis, the kingdom of Vampires was diminishing, slowly dying off, one by one. Humans leaving their homes, their possessions, their pasts. They forget who protected them and took care of them. Brain washed by one of their own... They leave and all go to Arcaina, letting all vampires die by starvation. Every human that leaves a few vampires die. After thousands of years of giving and taking, humans break the tradition and let a whole species become endangered. But, it wasn't all that bad, the loyal Clan stayed. Taking care of the vampires, the Dai Clan has been around for as long as vampires had walked the ground. They alone have ensured that the vampires don't vanish. Arcaina and Crythesis, as different as night and day, life and death...Humans and vampires; they aren't that different, but there are differences and those differences shine brighter than their similarities. Crythesis, naturally chilly with constant rains, cobble stone roads and carriages with horses the lifestyle always prim and proper the vampires are cold. After living longer than humans they have gathered years of hate and became cut-throat, not afraid to drain those who oppose them of all their life. But there are those who do not fit that category... Arcaina, a desert land with hot temperatures and boiling sands and unforgiving surroundings with unmerciful personalities, is just as cold as Crythesis. When most creatures spit on those beneath them, only few stand up and fight back, even when they know the fight with be a long, bloody fight. These are the chronicles of the lives of two individuals and their lovers. Their story is neither glamorous nor well known, but it is their story that sets the stage for the lives of others. As you read, remember, there are always multiple truths to one story and the ending is written by the victor. ARCAINA CHAPTER ONE The sun was beating down on the sand stone pathway to the sand stone palace. Large open windows with large palms to create brief moments of shade were a blessing. People were slowly streaming in and out of the palace, varieties of people from bankers to dancers to priests and priestesses. My first impression of the palace as a child was jealously. I wanted to be the crown prince; I wanted to sleep on a bed made of cotton, so wear clothes that fit, to eat full meals. But that was not possible, not for an orphan. I was seven when I first visited the palace. I was with the Dancers from the Brothel carrying all their bags like a mule and being a child it was fitting for I couldn't do anything else. I didn't think that twenty years later I would walk these steps again, but as a Dancer and not a mule. I would say it was an honor, but that would be a lie. Being the best Dancer in the town had its downfalls as well. Crown Prince Yasu was having a party for his twenty-fifth birthday and as it is tradition for a prince to get his first Dancer on his twentieth birthday it was long due for him. It was my personal goal to become his. As I grew older I realized that as much as I hated his luxury I knew that I didn't actually hate him. When I saw him at his eighteenth birthday I couldn't hold back my moan. He had grown into a beautiful man, if not a bit feminine. I was keenly interested in seeing what he was like now. As I walked up the small incline to the gates of the palace I felt my blond hair tap the back of my knees, the throng tickle my ankles and brush against my beads. My gold bangles, necklaces, and blue beads jingled and many people stared at me in wonder. I had kohl lined around my eyes and my hair was tied in a decorative fashion, I knew I would have to be careful dancing to make sure it didn't fall out. I was nervous, I wanted to show Prince Yasu that I wanted to be his, but the chances that he would want me were slim to none, though it was a gamble I was willing to participate in. "Are you ready?" I looked beside me and the young girl carrying my water looked at me. She looked sad as we reached the guards, as if she were sad I could be leaving. "If I were not ready, Anni, I would not be here. Do you have my fans?" I asked as I tilted my head so that I was taller than the men who looked down on me. I was a Dancer, but I was not filth. It was not hard for me to appear taller and stronger, at least 6'4" with a build of a swords man I seemed to tower over the mediocre men. "Of course, Shin." I stepped through the gates of the palace and I knew there was no going back. I will not leave these gates without the love of my prince by my side. The stone inside the palace was cooler to my feet than the harsh sand outside. I walked to the common ground inside the palace's largest courtyard. My brothel found a spot and we set up camp, waiting for my turn to please my prince. The sounds of feet thundering down the hallway sounded rushed and displeased and every Dancer turned to see who it was. My jaw dropped when I saw him. I felt my nipples pucker despite the heat and my soft member slowly fill. He was beautiful, more so than any being I had ever met. His chestnut hair was resting on his slim shoulders, framing his angular face and bringing out the rose in his cheeks. His deep dark brown eyes showed how powerful he was even though his body may not be. He gracefully walked into the courtyard and found his seat, crossed one leg over the other and placed his chin on his hand as he waited. His younger brother smiled as he patted his shoulders. Though his brother may be younger he did not appear so, being taller at 6' with shorter darker hair and more muscles, he was also kind and caring to his elder brother. "Welcome all, to my brother's twenty-fifth birthday!" the crowd cheered, "I fear that my brother is in a sad mood today. I should hope that one lucky Dancer can brighten his day." Prince Yasu appeared to sigh in frustration and looked away from the main crowed. His head turned my way and caught my eyes; he stared at me for moments as I for him. It was as if no one else was there, so much so I could not even hear my owner as she told me to dance. "Pardon?" I asked as I looked to the fat old hag who was my owner. "I said that the Prince personally asked that you dance first, retard. Take your damn fans and dance, freaking whore..." She threw the fans at me and I caught them as she pushed me into the dance floor. I looked at the Prince again and smiled. I held two fans, both with blades poking out of them. I kneeled before the Prince and muttered my thanks. "What shall you be dancing to?" Prince Kayden asked, looking hopefully between me and his elder brother. "The traditional coming of age with metal fans," I basically sang. The musicians tuned their instruments and voices as I positioned myself in the center of Prince Yasu's field of vision. I slowly started to move my wrists, letting the fans swing around my hands, letting my arms dip down to my sides and I bowed. As I stood up again I let my hips slowly sway to the chant, letting a smirk rise across my face. With each word my hands move faster and faster, my hips moved in larger circles. As the last note was held I kneeled close to the ground. I then jumped to my feet and flipped in the air and landed on my feet as I twirled and spread my arms out wide, letting the fans creating the sounds of cutting the air. The music slowed again and I moved to the music, letting my arms and knees dip occasionally for effect, I did a small cartwheel and moved to a flip letting me move my hips so that I swayed right in front of my love, letting the belly ring shine on him. I finished with a fan behind me and one in front of my face, proud of what I accomplished. The courtyard was silent as I caught my breath, then it erupted in applause. As Prince Kayden appeared to be amazed his brother seemed uninterested. As the sound drifted into stillness Kayden sat down again with a large smile on his face. "That was amazing! Do you work with the sword? You appear to have a warrior's body and practice," Kayden smiled. I was not shocked that this was asked of me. Prince Kayden was well known for enjoying sword-play but not his reading, quite the opposite of his brother. "Indeed I do. My specialty is twin sword dancing," I kneeled as I spoke. I looked up just in time to see my Prince smile. He stood up and the whole yard went silent as he walked to me and touched my blond hair that was now resting on the grass next to me. The palace was one of few places that had grass and it was a privilege to dance on it. "What is your name?" Yasu whispered to me, his smile reaching my ears without me having to look. His words were so quiet I feared that perhaps I imagined them. "My name is Shin, Sire." "Shin, I want you," He whispered to me. I felt my skin ripple in excitement. I looked up into his chocolate eyes with my own sapphire. "Sire?" Yasu looked into the audience and smiled, it was the usual smile he had when he addressed the public because it was a sweet and caring smile that traveled to his voice. "It is long due that I get my first Dancer, and today I choose Shin. Shin, do you want to live with me?" Yasu added the last bit quietly for my benefit. I nodded my head and smiled up at my Prince, waiting for his next words. "I request that the owner of Shin please see my brother. I seem to have business I need to attend to with my Dancer." He took my hand and guided me to my feet. I wasn't sure what to expect as I grasped his hand, but it certainly wasn't a soft hand of a writer. His fingers were long and slender, pale white and contrasted with my own deep tan. I gasped as his fingers tickled my wrist. I knew right then that there was no other way for me to fall in love with anyone else. CHAPTER 2 We walked through the archway into the palace; there were a few maids who bowed as we briskly walked past them. It almost seemed as if he were afraid of something because when we were out of sight of the audience he still kept walking at his fast pace. It didn't bother me, being in better shape than he was. I barely had time to look around my new home because it seemed like every corner we turned there was a maid, and I felt strange looking when others were around, almost as if it were a taboo. We seemed to walk for quiet sometime before we made it to prince Yasu's bed chambers. I was amazed at the room, decorated in reds and gold it seemed perfect for my prince. His bed was large—could fit at least three people—and had a canopy over it with sheer curtains. The rugs that covered the stone floors were plush and cushioned my feet, almost as if I were on the grass again. The wall opposite of his bed there was an open door way that seemed to lead to his bath chambers and a smaller courtyard with grass and flowers. I couldn't stop the gasp that escaped my mouth as I walked through my prince's room. "This is nothing, Shin. You should see my brother's chambers if you want to luxury," he chuckled as he sat on his bed. I ached to sit on it; it would have been my first time to sleep in a cotton filled bed. Normally I slept on straw. But then something occurred to me. "My prince, why don't you have the larger room?" Yasu's head snapped up from the carpet he was investigating from his bed. He looked at me with sad eyes, but a happy smile. I knew that whatever he was about to tell me was a lie. "I had asked for it once I became Crown heir. I hope you don't mind but we will have to share my room." He said this with such sincerity and kindness it hurt for me. He didn't ask for this room, in fact he seemed to hate the room. And then he goes and requests that a Dancer—a slave—share his room with him...Unacceptable! A Prince does not ask, he orders, nor does he share a room with a lowly slave! There was so much more to Yasu then I knew at the time. It was foolish of me to think that things in the palace were calm and sweet, and just being in the same room with my prince for the first time I could tell that things were certainly not what they seemed. "Master, if you'd like I could—" "Please, don't call me that. I did not buy you because of your services, Shin. I want you to call me by my name, at least." This confused me. From a young age I was taught that I was only allowed to call a person by their name if they were of my kind. But I was also taught to fallow the wishes of those more powerful than me. "If this pleases you, Yasu," I looked up meekly as I kneeled down. I was eye level to his pale feet, I could see every vine and I was amazed at how hairless they were. I gulped, I was not one for feet but his were breath taking. I felt a hand on the back of my neck and I looked up to my new masters eyes. He was so beautiful and it was so much better being close to him. I stood up and looked down at him; I had just realized that I was at least a foot taller than him. I hugged him and shivered, it was as if he were made to fit with my body. When I pulled back his pale crème face was stained with the shade of a pink rose. It was so cute that I cupped his face in my hands and gave my first chaste kiss on my master's lips. I slowly traced his lips with my tongue and waited for him to respond and when he didn't I pulled back to see what was wrong. "Yasu?" I asked, my hands never leaving his face. "Why did you kiss me?" He asked, never looking into my eyes, or even at my face. "Because that is why you bought me. Why else would I be here?" I was genuinely confused; he bought me to pleasure him, not because of my fantasy of being his lover. I was just his slave. My prince pushed me away and sat on his bed again. He looked hurt but seemed to try and mask it. "I do not know why I bought you, Shin." As confusing as the statement was I had no time to ask him any more questions. Through the thick wooden door came a loud scream of anger. I jumped back and pulled my dagger from its sheath around my thigh. I crouched in front of my prince and pointed my dagger to the monstrous noise. I would not let that thing come in and harm my loved one. As soon the door handle was twisted I was prepared to fight whatever it was that thought it could hurt Yasu but I was thankful I waited to see who it was first. The king stormed into his sons' room and started screaming. I had no idea what he was saying because all I could hear was the beat of my heart in my ears. When I looked at the king and then my prince there was no resemblance. It was interesting and I was truly shocked to see it in person because from town square they looked similar enough. But at that very moment, watching the kings fat face splotched with red and sweat screaming at his son and then his son standing still and calm, almost cool and unforgiving I could tell they were not the same. Then I could hear them. "You brought a WHORE into your bed chambers? And a MALE WHORE at that? Who do you think you are?" The man screamed, if he screamed anymore I feared his head would pop off. "You told me to uphold tradition and find a Dancer. I found a Dancer." "It's a male dancer! You're giving the royal family a bad face!" The fat man spat. "You did not specify what gender I was to buy. So I bought what I liked and I liked him. Now I advise that you leave before my Dancer slices your throat with his dagger." As I glanced down to my hand I realized that I was grasping the dagger as if it were my only life source and killing this man would save me. My hand was trembling. "He had better not touch me with his filthy fucking whore hands." He huffed as he walked away in a fury of fat and anger. As soon as the King had left Yasu fell to the floor and shuddered. "Fucking ass hole, having a personal brothel gives the royalty a bad face." He wrapped his arms over his torso and rocked gently. Tears silently streamed down his face. "My prince, are you okay?" I asked, hoping that perhaps I could help him. I sat on my knees and rubbed his back. I could feel the heat of his skin seep through the thin white fabric that covered his back. "You were going to harm him for me." It wasn't a question but rather a statement. "No, he frightened me and I was only going to maim but I would kill for you," I said. I would fight for myself but I would kill if my prince asked me to. My passion and loyalty came from years of lusting and loving the prince from afar. His watery chocolate brown eyes finally looked into mine. Instead of kissing me like I thought he would have, he laid his head on my lap and took a nap. It was the most civil thing I had ever down with another person. It was as if we were on equal grounds, both of us on the floor, him in my lap and me brushing his long brown hair. It was a moment I wasn't about to forget. *** When I woke up we were still on the floor, Yasu's head was on my chest and he was still peacefully sleeping. I had woken up because I heard the door open, I had my dagger in my hand and I searched the dark room for the intruder. "Who is it?" I asked loud enough for the intruder to hear but quiet enough for Yasu to stay asleep. A candle was lit and I could see the younger prince and a maid at the door. Prince Kayden looked extremely happy and instructed the maid to leave whatever she was carrying on the floor and leave. "How are you finding your stay so far," asked the prince. "Fine, thank you. I would bow but I am a tad busy, I must apologize," I whispered, brushing my prince's hair with my lean fingers. Kayden smiled and gave me a small chuckle. "I do not expect you to bow to me. It seems my brother is finally getting the sleep he needed. Thank you for taking care of him." Kayden gave me a small wink. I smiled, "I have no made love to your brother if that is what you think." "Then he must trust you," he smiled, "that was much faster than I thought. I had the maid bring your twin swords and fans as well as all your belongings from your brothel. If you need anything don't be afraid to as my brother or I." "Thank you, Prince Kayden." "There is no need to thank me. I am only caring for my brother," he smiled as he left the room. "I hope you will be willing to help me." *** The light was streaming in through the court yard and splashes of light were seeping into Yasu's bed room. He stirred then opened his eyes and smiled at me. At some point he decided that in his sleep it would be best if he wrapped his arms around my waist and laid his head against my chest, and he hadn't moved until he woke. "Good morning," I said quietly in his ear. This morning his eyes shone brightly and he hugged me. "Morning," he whispered. I could feel his morning scruff against my nipple and I shivered. "How was your sleep, my prince?" I asked, kissing the top of his head. He sat up next to me, letting me move my body so that I could wake up my body parts that had also fallen asleep. "It was fine. My body is sore this morning from sleeping on the floor. I think we should sleep on the bed this night, what do you think Shin?" He smiled as he stood up and stretched his sore muscles. I watched as his tight skin moved over his slim body, his white tunic doing nothing to conceal his sweet pink nipples. He was absolutely gorgeous and I was so lucky to have him as my master. "That's a fine idea," I smiled as I stood to stretch as well. As I stretched my body I watched as Yasu's face changed, though he did his best to hide it. His face went from shock, to lust, to embarrassment in just a few short seconds. It took me a moment to realize that my dancer skirt was falling off my hips. I chuckles as I tied it again and walked into his bath chambers. Arcaina Ch. 01 I started the water for his morning bath, and as the pool filled I looked for some scented oils. Luckily I found a small bottle that was almost empty. I frowned, I had more oils then he did and I was not royalty. Without asking questions I dumped the last of the oil in the water and clipped a few lilies and gently placed them into the water. All Yasu did was stand at the door way shocked. "My prince?" I asked, looking at him. He was still dressed and that made me wonder a bit. "Why are you not undressed?" "Have you made me a bath?" "Of course, I saw that no one else did. I have made my own baths for quite some time and I figured you'd like one as well." Yasu blushed and looked away as he took his white tunic off. It gently fell to the floor as he pulled his white loose pants off. It was then I got to marvel at his body. Yasu was not out of shape; he was slim and had a lean body. He was pale through and through with blushing nipples and a small patch of curly dark brown pubes. I feared that my throng was too small and my desire would be known. Slowly Yasu walked into the water and dunked his head into the scented water. He picked up a small white lily blossom and sniffed it and then he gazed over at me. "This is the best bath I have ever had." He smiled at me, "whenever I make my baths they never turn out this good." He brushed water up and down his arms and started to clean himself. "Shin, why don't you come in with me?" He asked innocently. "You look like you could use a bath." I looked at myself in the waters reflection. My hair had fallen out of the difficult hairstyle and was falling around my face. As I bent over it lay beside me in coils on the floor and parts were dipped in the water. "If it pleases you, Prince Yasu," I whispered. I stood up and started to untie my skirt. I pulled off all my gold jewelry and pulled out all the hair clips and placed them on the skirt. The only thing I had on was my blue beads as I stepped into the warm water. The blue beads that told the world how good of a Dancer—a whore—I was. Sadly I was pretty good seeing as I had two pairs... My hair was floating around me as I walked over to where my prince was standing. I started to massage his back and as he bent forward to let me reach farther he let out a small moan. As he pushed his back against me his ass came in contact with my hard penis. His head snapped my way and his eyes were large, he looked so scared that I took five steps back and bowed. "I apologize, my prince that was inappropriate of me." I scolded myself for the poor behaviour that just embarrassed my prince. So far I was doing a poor job taking care of my prince. I saw my prince in the reflection before I felt his hand on the back of my neck. He didn't look angry but looked very nervous. I felt his other hand reach under my chin and lift my head up. I looked down into his eyes and saw that he was not angry in the slightest. "I do not know why I bought you. All I know is that when I saw you I wanted you, Shin. I wasn't even sure how I wanted you. The money that I spent on you could have gone to another school, but instead it when to imprisoning you in this palace with me. What I did was selfish and you have every right to hate me, but what have shown me so far..." his second hand went from my chin and travelled down my body, sending chill bumps down my spine, to my hard flesh. "What you've felt for me shows you do not hate me." He slowly grasped my cock and started to stroke it lightly. I couldn't say anything even though it was wrong for him to be pleasuring me, I should have been the one pleasuring him. It was backwards, but it felt so good and all I could say in protest was a moan that just seemed to encourage him. "Shin, show me what you feel for me." His whisper was so quiet I wasn't sure I had heard him correctly. I let an involuntary moan escape past my lips. I kissed the top of his head and moved down to his ear and kissed the tip, whispering how much I loved him, how much I have always loved him. Then I moved down his neck, lightly kissing and sucking. I sucked on my collar bone and I kissed down is chest to his puckered rose colored nipple. Sucking his nipple, I used my hand and played with the other one. Once I had Yasu moaning for me I gently nibbled on his nipple. Yasu grasped my blond hair and almost fell into the water. "Oh, Shin..." I held him up using my other arm and I pulled him close to my body. My cock slipped between his legs and he ground himself against me. I felt his smaller cock against my stomach. I slipped my hand from his nipple down his body to his cock and grasped him; I started off slowly and worked him up getting fast and faster. I could feel his body starting to stiffen even more and I knew he was getting ready to release. I picked him up and he wrapped his legs around my waist and nestled his head where my neck and shoulders meet and kissed me there. I moved him to the edge of his bathing pool and spread his legs out. He gasped as I moved my head down. For a few minutes I just looked at his slender cock with a red head and tears of precum falling from his slit. Everything about him was beautiful. The more his cock cried the more I wanted to taste him. I licked his cock from base to tip, moving my tongue around the tip before the head popped inside my mouth. Yasu let out a feral moan escape from his mouth as he thrust into my mouth, thoroughly fucking me. As he did that I sucked as hard as I could, hoping to give him as much pleasure as possible. Soon he was screaming my name and releasing into my mouth. I greedily drank it all, leaving no drop behind. As he released into my mouth I had released into his bath with the aid of my hand. I let his cock go with a pop out of my mouth. Yasu looked down at me with his face flushed, giving me his well fucked face. Both his hands were roaming around in my hair and he looked to happy. "I think I feel the same way," he smiled at me. Arcaina Ch. 02 It was later in the evening before anything truly interesting happened. For the most part we spent our day in Yasu's chambers getting to know each other. When asked he said that his hobby was reading and writing, it was very admirable of him. I told him that I enjoyed moving so I practiced the art of sword play, but I also made custom oils when I needed to relax. He found that most interesting. I had also told him how my mother died during the war that was almost 20 years ago, which left me to become a dancer at the tender age of 7. The one thing we tip toed around was his mother and father. We talked about how close he was to his younger brother, but never about his relationship with his mother or father. As curious as I was I didn't want to damage our new found relationship. Our new, 'uncivilized', relationship... I was incredibly happy that he wanted to be with me. Though I didn't know why, we knew nothing of each other so it was almost blind. My reasoning was that the Gods wanted us to be together and I was fine with that. I loved him too much to question anything. That didn't mean society wouldn't though. That evening Yasu wanted to show me around the grounds. We mainly walked the gardens, which were peaceful and beautiful but seemed eerily sad. When I asked him why he shrugged and said that it was his mother's gardens from before she died. It was Yasu who took care of them. In the light of the twin silver moons my Prince looked angelic and sweet, like he belonged in the pure garden. When we walked back into the palace his majesty was standing there. His arms were crossed, looking more pissed off than a cat dipped in water. At the time, when I knew nothing, the man scared me. "What were you doing?" The man growled, sneering at his son. Yasu straightened his posture and glared at his Father. "You did not just bring that whore into your mother's gardens, did you?" Yasu glared at the older man. "He's not just a Dancer; he's my personal guard and my friend. I can show him around the yards if I want. But thank you for your concern towards my Mother's hard work and care, your Majesty." The king was about to say something when Yasu took my hand and we strode off without looking back. His grip was tight and I could tell he was angry and nervous. We didn't utter a word and we walked as fast as we could back to his quarters. Once we were back in the place he called home he slammed the door shut and fell to the floor, huffing. "My Prince, are you alright?" I crouched to his level and lifted his head so that I could look him in the eyes. His chocolate brown eyes were watery and his face was flushed. A tear fell down the curve of his cheek and I brushed it off with my thumb. "Please tell me what that was about?" We sat there like that for a few moments, my blond hair coiled on the ground and his face in my hands. It was almost as if every emotion he felt I could feel and my heart was crushed. Something had happened to my Prince that no person should have ever gone through. Yasu finally nodded and patted my lap. "I'll be fine," he said as he started to get up. I pulled him back down. "I don't think you will be. You need to talk to me Yasu, I can't protect someone if I know nothing about them," I whispered into his ear. I was pleased that he trusted me enough to tell his father that I was his guard, but I wasn't about to protect him without any knowledge of what was happening. I brushed his hair behind his ear and kissed his neck. "I want to protect you." He looked at me with pure, expecting eyes. But they were also worn due to sadness. "My mother died unexpectedly when I was 10. It was a huge shock for my brother and I had a hard time coming to terms with it." I nodded I remembered that day well. The country was in shambles grieving over their Queen. "I was watering my mother's garden when I heard my father talking to someone, I couldn't see his face, and they were talking about her. 'How did she go?' 'Fast and easy...'" he shuddered. "I remember all too well. My father had killed my mother. That was the day that I resented my father. I knew he never really liked me, he treated my differently from Kayden. He always liked Kayden more and I never understood why until I confronted him." "What happened?" I coaxed. "Apparently I'm a bastard. My mother was a Dancer before she married the King. My father was probably some fisherman who came to town for a good time. He said that as soon as Kayden was born he was going to disown me, but because the country already saw me as the crown prince and the face of the palace he couldn't do anything to me. Then the war happened." "The one against the Vampires..." "We won that war, but it was about three months after it did my mother come down with a fever. The public didn't know about it, the King kept it hidden, but he also started to gather his harem." He took a deep, shuddering breath. "Two months after she died. Her last words were to me and not Kayden. 'I love you, my Sunshine.'" I could feel him shaking under my arms, he was crying now. "Those frames you saw covered? Those are paintings of my mother. The King had them covered when she died. He said it was bad enough that I looked like her, he didn't need another constant reminder." I felt my anger for this man rise in just a short few minutes. I wanted to tear his head off the shoulders it sat on. "And so he's been treating you as crap? Like you don't matter? You are the Crown Prince and he lets you live in this room? You deserve more than this!" I was on the verge of yelling. My anger was lashing out and I was having a hard time controlling it. "All I need is for someone to show me unconditional love, Shin. That's I why I have you. You are my last hope." I was prepared for that, though it was still a lot of pressure. Yasu needed a shoulder to lean on and I was going to be that shoulder. No matter how hard it was for me or him, I would be there for him. I warped my arms around his waist and brought his back flush with my stomach and kissed his cheek. I licked his tears way from his smooth face and kissed his cheek. "I will take care of you, Yasu." I pulled his hair back and kissed the back of his neck. He shivered. "I promise that not a hair on your body will be harmed. I promise that I will love you like no other being on this world." I lifted him and turned him around so we could see face to face. His face was flushed, either from lust or from his tears, and his eyes were glassy. I put my hand on his shoulders and brought him closer to me by turning him so we were facing each other. Our lips gently brushed against each other. His eyes slowly closed and he sighed into the kiss. His body started to relax and he brought his arms around my neck. I let my tongue snake out and trace his lips; he opened them and let my muscle explore his mouth. This time our kiss was long and relaxed, slowly arousing opposed to the last time were he had to go fast and furious. I nibbled on his bottom lip and pulled on it. I could feel his cock rub against my own, Yasu moaned and did it again, sending us both into quivers of pleasure. Soon we were grinding against each other, moaning each other's names. His hands were on my shoulders and my hands were on his waist. "Gods, it feels too good Shin...I'm going to cum..." He moaned into my neck. The warmth of his breath was sending me into wave after wave of pleasure. "Good," I huffed into his ear, "I want us to cum together." I took his mouth and kissed him deeply, taking a deep breath and sucking some air out of his lungs. Yasu froze then erupted into his silk pants. His lips left my mouth as he screamed his release after taking a deep breath. After I felt his eruption I came into my dancing skirt and bit his shoulder. After I bit him I sucked on the tender flesh then kissed it better. "I'm sorry," I mumbled looking into his eyes. He bent down and kissed me. "I'm fine," he whispered, "that was amazing." His smile was bone deep and it filled the dark room with light. I picked him up and walked over to his oversized bed and lied him down. After he got comfortable I slid in with him. I wrapped my arms around his slender waist and kissed the side of his neck. "Good night, My Prince," I whispered. "Good night, Shin." He said, "I love you." That night I fell asleep with a smile on my face. CHAPTER 4 I got up early the next morning so that I could prepare for Yasu's new morning ritual. He needed a steady schedule to help feel 'normal'. He was going to start the day with a bath, filled with rich oils and fresh garden flowers. Then he was to have a full healthy breakfast. After that is a walk around the gardens and then he needs to attend to his duties. So I started the water for the bath, applying some oils from flowers I found in Yasu's court yard. They weren't much but they were a start; I was going to have to start my own garden in his court yard for my oils. After checking the water I stood to wake my prince but I had found him standing in the door way. He had a lazy smile on his rosy face. Nervously his naked body sauntered over to me. He wrapped his arms around my neck and rose unto his tip toes pulling me into a deep morning kiss. "Good morning," he whispered. His voice was scratchy from his sleep. "Yasu how was your sleep?" I asked nibbling on his ear. "Probably the best sleep I've got in years." He kissed the tip of my nose and giggled. "And I think it has something to do with you." I laughed and scratched his back. "It's time for your bath, then breakfast, so get ready, my prince." I kissed his cheek and tapped his butt with the palm of my hand. He gasped then started to giggle. "What's so funny?" I narrowed my eyes at him. I looked up to me from beneath his dark lashes and smiled. "It's nothing to worry about... Join me in the bath." He took hold of my light blue silk dancer skirt and pulled it off me. I took off my arm bangles and gold chains. Once I only had my blue beads on I stuck my foot into the water. I relaxed almost immediately, but then I felt a pair of lean arms wrap around my waist. "Yasu?" I asked, tilting my head to look behind me. He had my blond hair around his waist and he was kissing my shoulder. His face was still flushed but he looked happy. "Yasu, a maid walked in today saying that you were requested to go into town today. You have a new school in planning? The architect wants to meet with you." His face slowly changed from bliss to blankness. The blush faded and his arms loosened. "I don't want to go work," he whispered. "I love my people but sometimes..." I turned around and grabbed the soap and started to massage his skull. "You don't need to worry so much. I'll be around to help you." It took not time at all to wash his shoulder length hair. I remember as a child it felt like I took hours washing and combing my hair, as an adult it was no better because my hair had gotten longer. As a Dancer it was taboo to cut your hair. "You can't always be with me. After all, father hates the fact that you visited my mother's gardens. There is no way he'd let you come with me to meetings with him...And Kayden...I have no idea how he feels about all this. I haven't seen him since I bought you..." his breath caught and he turned to look at me. "I will be there for you no matter what. Even if I have to I'll wait for you outside." I gave him my sweetest smile that I could conjure. He took a minute just staring at me, as if he were making sure that I were true to my word and of course I was. The moment that I would leave him alone is the moment that all hell breaks loose. * My hair was down in a braid and over my shoulder so that it wouldn't touch the ground as I walked. I had my swords hooked on either side of my body. My bare feet had decorative symbols on them created by plant materials. They faded with time, the symbols, but they were pretty while they lasted. I had a while Dancer skirt and a sheer shawl that Yasu insisted that I used to protect myself from the sun. The guards gave me a dirty look, knowing that I would be the one to protect him and not them. As I did before, and always did after I raised my head and looked down on them. I rested my hands on the hilt of my swords and kept walked slightly behind my Prince. The day was hotter than usual. It was the middle of summer and the middle of the day. I never remembered it being that hot before and in the back of my mind I thought that perhaps I was becoming soft. It was untrue because I had only been in the palace for two nights, but it really was such a drastic difference. The town I grew up in was busy as per usual. The Xolt's were busy lifting heavy boxes for their owners or taking care of the animals. Their tan scales shone in the light of the summer sun with their sweat and natural sheen. I felt several pairs of their eyes on my back, some out of happiness and some out of jealousy. I had expected that, and I also suspected that the Chanture's would be worse. The Chanture's were known for their mouthy-ness. My Prince was high on his horse; he wore his regularly modest clothes. He never wore anything too extravagant and when he had to it was still modest compared to most. He was waving to his people and happily stopping to talk to some. When we neared the new school site, a group of kids ran up towards Yasu. I walked in front of the horse so it wouldn't scare. Yasu climbed off the mare and crouched to the children—most of them I recognized from the local orphanage. He greeted them with open arms and kind smiles. "Prince Yasu!!" "My dearest friends!" He replied to the children hugging each and every one. Most of the kids were in need of baths and haircuts but Yasu didn't seem to care. It was as if their happiness was above his. "How are you all?" The kids all replied in the same way, that they were fine. They smiled and tugged on his shirt as they walked closer to the site. "When will the school be done?" A girl asked, she seemed like she was about 8 years old. "That is a very good question, Sari," he said. I was surprised that he remembered her name. "And that is why I am here. Where is my good friend Mr. Architect?" I stood behind my Prince and watched as a man with a young boy who sat on his shoulders walked to Yasu. He smiled at the children and laughed as the young boy tried to scramble down to play. "Prince Yasu," The older man greeted. I bowed my head slightly to show respect. I had my hand tightly wrapped around the reigns of the horse. I was nervous because I was trained to be a Dancer and not a guard but I wanted to protect him. I just wasn't sure how. "I am happy to meet with you today. I hope the presence of my son doesn't deter your faith in me. His mother is at home sick and his elder sister is trying to take care of her as well as the house. I didn't want to leave him alone today, I hope you understand." "Please have no worries! I have faith in your skill and masonry. Now, my biggest worry is how long will this project last? I'd like to open the school as fast as I can and I'm sure these children would like that too." Most of the children had left to run around and play, but that just proved to me that he wanted to help rather than further his career. The meeting wasn't very long; they spent a bit on when the school would be ready and how much it would come to. Yasu was very supportive and excited about what the school would mean for these children. While Yasu may not fully comprehend what the school would mean I did. If I had the choice to go to a school and learn a skill I wouldn't have become a Dancer. It meant that these children and futures ahead of them. We spent the rest of the day wandering around in town. Yasu talked with people and said hi to others. At one point a Xolt was staking large boxes and one slipped. Yasu raced to the Xolt and tried to help him finish. Sadly Yasu was too short and weak. I tied the horse to a pole and raced over to finish for them. The Xolt and his owner bowed and gave us their thanks. Yasu smiled and apologized that he couldn't do more for them. Yasu brought me to the town bazaar and we browsed the stalls. There was a lot of fresh fruit on sale and it was very busy but that wasn't where Yasu wanted to go. He led us all the way to the very last stall at the end of the bazaar. It was small and it didn't appear to get a lot of service. The old woman who sat behind the merchandise gave us a toothless smile. A young woman peered out from the tent and smiled when she saw us. "Yasu! Your brother said that you'd be here soon," she chimed. Her voice was light and bird-like with a slight accent. She was beautiful and would have sold well if she was a Dancer. She had long black hair that traveled down her bare tan back, her pants rested on her curvy hips. All these things were looked for in a female Dancer. "I had heard you bought yourself a Dancer, but I never imagined you would have Shin. The Shin." She bowed to me and took hold of my hand and kissed it. "I am very lucky to be in your presence. Does he Dance as wonderfully as I hear he does?" She asked. "I'd like to hope I do," I smiled, "Or else I have been lied to all these years." She smiled and walked back into the tent. The old woman had a brown shawl wrapped over her head and her gray hair was sticking out every way. Her skin was brown and wrinkled, withered but they were calloused with hard work. Her pale blue eyes showed years of happiness and laughter as well as moments of sadness. She had lived through the War and she had every right to be sad but she had every right to be happy because she lived. When the old woman's daughter emerged from the tent again she had something in her hands. It was pale blue in the sun light, but in the shade it was a deep sky blue. It was a pair of blue beads, at one end there were feathers from exotic birds; white, blue and brown feathers to add extra color to the necklace. "I made this in honor of your Dancer. Mother told me she had a premonition about the two of you. She said that he would be the one to keep by your side. That he was important. I made this as a reminder for everyone around you two that he is yours to keep. Think of this as more than just a Dancer's necklace but rather a collar. No one will know the difference but you. Here," She gave Yasu the beads. "Put it on him. You don't have to do it now, but when you do make sure it is at the right moment." The old woman made a grunt and beckoned Yasu to bend down to her. He did as he was told and she whispered something into his ear. He blushed as he rose again and shifted uncomfortably. Then she looked at me and did the same. Once I was close enough she whispered, "حماية له, ضئيلة. بقدر ما كنت ان الراقصة, كنت معلمه. ورعاه لمواجهة التحديات التى سوف تمر عليك اثنين. الحب والاعتزاز وحماية. تذكر انه. ونحن نعول عليكم ..." *Protect him, Little one. As much as you are his Dancer, you are his Master. Take care of him through the challenges that you two will have to go through. Love, Cherish, Protect. Remember that, Little one. We are counting on you...* She spoke the old language so fluently. She was a crone, not just an old woman but a crone. The only reason why I knew what she spoke was because I was taught it as a Dancer. I knew many languages and the old language was just one of the few I was fluent in. Her words sent shivers down my back. How was *I* his master. There was no way, it wasn't possible...Unless...Unless she meant it in another way. There were patrons at the tavern who were like that... "I will do my best," I said back to her. The old woman nodded her head and smiled. Yasu got onto his horse and we were off back to the Palace. * (~Hey all! It's been a while since this story was updated and I figured I'd like you all to get to know some of these characters a little more. I know some of you were curious to see how this goes. Let me know what you think by commenting! I look forward to hearing from Ya'll!! Have a good one! Tae~