Arabian Nights Chapter 1
Title: Arabian Nights
Fandom: Viewfinder
Pairing: Asami and Akihito
Rating: None as yet
Warning: None
Disclaimers: Asami and Akihito belongs exclusively to Yamane Ayano sensei. Arabian nights stories belong exclusively to whoever first told them.
Note: First try at writing a viewfinder fiction. Hope everyone likes it
Summary: What if Asami was an infamous thief and Akihito the prince of a rich Oasis country? Can love bloom between them? Read and find out... :)
Chapter 1
“WHAT THE HELL IS ALL THIS??? YOU MUST BE INSANE, NO WAY IN HELL AM I PUTTING THAT THING ON FOR MY PARTY”.
“But Akihito, your father specifically had this tailored for you. You can’t just ignore it…Okay how about this? If you model this one for your dad, we will let you out of the palace at night. Will that make you happy?”
“Do you mean that Takato, or are you pulling my leg again like last time?” But deep down the prince was already feeling a joy which he couldn’t suppress. Sometimes he hated being the crown prince of one of the largest oasis cities in the world. The rules, the regulations, and the demands drove him insane sometimes. If it weren't for his two best friends and body guards Kou and Takato he would've run away from home. They kept him safe, while making sure that he didn't get in trouble for his mischief. They also made the huge castle a home for Akihito. But just because they were his best friends did not mean that they were spared from his pranks. Au contraire they were pranked on more than all the other inhabitants of the palace, which sometimes caused them to get into trouble. But overall, the three were thick as thieves and the closest thing Akihito had to brothers.
Takato could only shake his head while he observed his charge and best friend. They’d been friends since his father was first appointed captain of the royal guards, and was entrusted with protecting Akihito’s family. The little prince had been a hellion since his childhood, but with Takato and his Kou’s help they were able to curb it to some extent. However, there were times when it became too much to contain the energetic prince, so they had no choice but to let him out. Unbeknownst to Akihito they always sent someone after him to keep him from trouble.
“Yes Aki, we will let you out. Now be a good boy and wear this. Your father expects to see you in this outfit in an hour. Don’t let me get scolded again for your deeds, I beg you.” Takato gave him one of his best puppy eyes.
Heaving a deep sigh Akihito said “Alright already, you win. Gimme that junk so that I can get it over with. But, no one and I mean NO ONE is going to help me put this thing on. Lord knows I don’t need more people ogling at me than they already do.”
Laughing, Takato left Akihito to his devices, running to inform the king that the prince has agreed to try on the garment.
“WHO THE HELL DO THEY THINK I AM??? I AM NOT A KID ANYMORE. WHY CAN’T ANYONE UNDERSTAND THAT?”
Frustrated Akihito paced his room, the scene with his father being in the forefront of his mind…
~~~Flashback~~~
“What do you mean by I need to look more demure? In case you forgot father I am a man, not some shy maiden.”
“I know, love, but you have to remember that you have the ability to bear children as well as sire them. Hence why the party for your sixteenth birthday where princes and princesses from different kingdoms will come for you. But since I have no desire to part from you, you will dress up like that to attract the attention of some fine prince who will make a good husband for you. After all I am not getting any younger, and I’d love to see you be happy with the one you love before I am gone. Ah! If only your mother were here, she would be delighted to do this for you.”
“Not again” Akihito groaned. “Just because I can have kids does not mean that I have to dress up like a hermaphrodite and wiggle my ass in front of some pervert telling them to come and get some. Whatever happened to my dignity as a man? Didn’t you tell me never to lose it? So why in the name of seven deserts am I dressed up like this?”
“Really Akihito!! Do watch your language. In case you forgot my dear child you are royalty, and therefore must speak in the most submissive and respectful form possible.”
“Fuck royalty and fuck speaking protocols! This is my life we are discussing, not some joke. Just because I can bear children does not mean that I am to be treated like some juicy piece of steak about to be barbecued. Why can’t you understand this is MY birthday? And I should be allowed to dress as I wish.”
Sighing the sultan replied “Akihito you leave me no choice then. Unless you listen to what I have to say, you will remain inside the palace walls until further notice. Dismissed.”
“But Father…”
“I SAID YOU ARE DISMISSED AKIHITO. I WANT TO HEAR NO FURTHER WORDS FROM YOU.”
“Yes Father.” And so with a heavy heart the young prince trudged to his suite with his head bowed.
End Flash back
“DAMNIT. Stupid royal protocols and stupid conditions. I hate this I hate this. DID YOU HEAR ME I HATE THIS..”. In his frustration the prince began to tear apart his garment.
“Now, now Aki, is this any way to treat your birthday dress??”
“Shut up Kou, I am in the middle of a tantrum here.”
“Uh huh…and?? What do you expect me to do? Let you continue? For God’s sake Akihito we’ve been through this countless times. Just accept your fate and agree to your fathers demand. And I think that garment rather becomes you, don’t you Kato?”
Said garment in question lay upon the prince’s bed in a tangled heap. As Takato looked at it he couldn’t help but agree with Kou. The garment was made up of a heady, shimmery golden material. The pants were baggy with slits in their sides to show off the prince’s beautiful golden skin. The shirt was a tight fitting one with loose flowing sleeves and ended right before the prince’s midriff, showcasing his stomach and the light muscles in it. All together it was made to accentuate Akihito’s golden skin and his beautiful hazel eyes.
“Aki, please calm down. I’ll try to see if I can convince his majesty to uhh…change this into something suitable. Will that be ok with you?”
“Yes, anything but this hideous monstrosity. Now if you will excuse me it is time for my afternoon archery lessons. This will probably be my last one before my sixteenth birthday, so I want to fully enjoy myself.”
“As you wish my prince.” With that said both of Akihito’s personal guards bowed and exited leaving behind an angry prince.
Who do they think I am?? I’ll show them. I’ll sneak off from the palace at night and show them. Can’t step outside they said? Hah! No wall was built that can keep me away from the city, just you wait and see. With those thoughts the prince scampered off to his lessons, never imagining the life-changing experience he was about to receive.
Fandom: Viewfinder
Pairing: Asami and Akihito
Rating: None as yet
Warning: None
Disclaimers: Asami and Akihito belongs exclusively to Yamane Ayano sensei. Arabian nights stories belong exclusively to whoever first told them.
Note: First try at writing a viewfinder fiction. Hope everyone likes it
Summary: What if Asami was an infamous thief and Akihito the prince of a rich Oasis country? Can love bloom between them? Read and find out... :)
Chapter 1
“WHAT THE HELL IS ALL THIS??? YOU MUST BE INSANE, NO WAY IN HELL AM I PUTTING THAT THING ON FOR MY PARTY”.
“But Akihito, your father specifically had this tailored for you. You can’t just ignore it…Okay how about this? If you model this one for your dad, we will let you out of the palace at night. Will that make you happy?”
“Do you mean that Takato, or are you pulling my leg again like last time?” But deep down the prince was already feeling a joy which he couldn’t suppress. Sometimes he hated being the crown prince of one of the largest oasis cities in the world. The rules, the regulations, and the demands drove him insane sometimes. If it weren't for his two best friends and body guards Kou and Takato he would've run away from home. They kept him safe, while making sure that he didn't get in trouble for his mischief. They also made the huge castle a home for Akihito. But just because they were his best friends did not mean that they were spared from his pranks. Au contraire they were pranked on more than all the other inhabitants of the palace, which sometimes caused them to get into trouble. But overall, the three were thick as thieves and the closest thing Akihito had to brothers.
Takato could only shake his head while he observed his charge and best friend. They’d been friends since his father was first appointed captain of the royal guards, and was entrusted with protecting Akihito’s family. The little prince had been a hellion since his childhood, but with Takato and his Kou’s help they were able to curb it to some extent. However, there were times when it became too much to contain the energetic prince, so they had no choice but to let him out. Unbeknownst to Akihito they always sent someone after him to keep him from trouble.
“Yes Aki, we will let you out. Now be a good boy and wear this. Your father expects to see you in this outfit in an hour. Don’t let me get scolded again for your deeds, I beg you.” Takato gave him one of his best puppy eyes.
Heaving a deep sigh Akihito said “Alright already, you win. Gimme that junk so that I can get it over with. But, no one and I mean NO ONE is going to help me put this thing on. Lord knows I don’t need more people ogling at me than they already do.”
Laughing, Takato left Akihito to his devices, running to inform the king that the prince has agreed to try on the garment.
“WHO THE HELL DO THEY THINK I AM??? I AM NOT A KID ANYMORE. WHY CAN’T ANYONE UNDERSTAND THAT?”
Frustrated Akihito paced his room, the scene with his father being in the forefront of his mind…
~~~Flashback~~~
“What do you mean by I need to look more demure? In case you forgot father I am a man, not some shy maiden.”
“I know, love, but you have to remember that you have the ability to bear children as well as sire them. Hence why the party for your sixteenth birthday where princes and princesses from different kingdoms will come for you. But since I have no desire to part from you, you will dress up like that to attract the attention of some fine prince who will make a good husband for you. After all I am not getting any younger, and I’d love to see you be happy with the one you love before I am gone. Ah! If only your mother were here, she would be delighted to do this for you.”
“Not again” Akihito groaned. “Just because I can have kids does not mean that I have to dress up like a hermaphrodite and wiggle my ass in front of some pervert telling them to come and get some. Whatever happened to my dignity as a man? Didn’t you tell me never to lose it? So why in the name of seven deserts am I dressed up like this?”
“Really Akihito!! Do watch your language. In case you forgot my dear child you are royalty, and therefore must speak in the most submissive and respectful form possible.”
“Fuck royalty and fuck speaking protocols! This is my life we are discussing, not some joke. Just because I can bear children does not mean that I am to be treated like some juicy piece of steak about to be barbecued. Why can’t you understand this is MY birthday? And I should be allowed to dress as I wish.”
Sighing the sultan replied “Akihito you leave me no choice then. Unless you listen to what I have to say, you will remain inside the palace walls until further notice. Dismissed.”
“But Father…”
“I SAID YOU ARE DISMISSED AKIHITO. I WANT TO HEAR NO FURTHER WORDS FROM YOU.”
“Yes Father.” And so with a heavy heart the young prince trudged to his suite with his head bowed.
End Flash back
“DAMNIT. Stupid royal protocols and stupid conditions. I hate this I hate this. DID YOU HEAR ME I HATE THIS..”. In his frustration the prince began to tear apart his garment.
“Now, now Aki, is this any way to treat your birthday dress??”
“Shut up Kou, I am in the middle of a tantrum here.”
“Uh huh…and?? What do you expect me to do? Let you continue? For God’s sake Akihito we’ve been through this countless times. Just accept your fate and agree to your fathers demand. And I think that garment rather becomes you, don’t you Kato?”
Said garment in question lay upon the prince’s bed in a tangled heap. As Takato looked at it he couldn’t help but agree with Kou. The garment was made up of a heady, shimmery golden material. The pants were baggy with slits in their sides to show off the prince’s beautiful golden skin. The shirt was a tight fitting one with loose flowing sleeves and ended right before the prince’s midriff, showcasing his stomach and the light muscles in it. All together it was made to accentuate Akihito’s golden skin and his beautiful hazel eyes.
“Aki, please calm down. I’ll try to see if I can convince his majesty to uhh…change this into something suitable. Will that be ok with you?”
“Yes, anything but this hideous monstrosity. Now if you will excuse me it is time for my afternoon archery lessons. This will probably be my last one before my sixteenth birthday, so I want to fully enjoy myself.”
“As you wish my prince.” With that said both of Akihito’s personal guards bowed and exited leaving behind an angry prince.
Who do they think I am?? I’ll show them. I’ll sneak off from the palace at night and show them. Can’t step outside they said? Hah! No wall was built that can keep me away from the city, just you wait and see. With those thoughts the prince scampered off to his lessons, never imagining the life-changing experience he was about to receive.