Are You The Sweet Invention of a Lover's Dream? Thrill Pair/AU Chapter 4/ ?
Title: Are You The Sweet Invention of a Lover's Dream
Chapter: 4/??
Pairing: FujiRyo, hints of Silver Pair, Dirty Pair, and one-sided SaekiFuji
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Dont you hate those cliche cinderella stories? Well, here's another one for you. Fuji Syuusuke, the first son of the King and Queen of Seigaku, was giving a ball, and every eligable woman in the country was invited. His mother went behind his back, just because she wanted an heir to the throne, after Syuusuke. Syuusuke always felt trapped within the castle walls, but one day, on his daily sneakings from the castle, he bumps into a small golden eyed boy and he knew from the look in his eyes, that he felt the same way.
Warning: This may not be the fairytale you all want to happen.
Disclaimer: I do not own the character's or personalities of Prince of Tennis. HOWEVER. I have full control over what they do in this fic. Neither do I own any of the cinderella stories.
Authors Note: Umm, yeah...its pretty self explanitory...but you know, Fuji sees Ryoma finally, and theres dirty pair and silver pair, but their not really paired up, they're just...you know, there.
Are You The Sweet Invention of A Lover's Dream?
Chapter 4. Ryoma Echizen, the Stable Boy
Ryoma Echizen, a poor boy who worked in the royal stables, tended to all of the horses' needs and prepared them whenever the royals wanted to go for a ride. However, even though he had been working for royalty for innumerable years, never once had he laid his golden eyes on any of their faces. Whenever they came down to the stables, only Oishi Shuichirou and Kikumaru Eiji were allowed to see him. He had heard it was a rule that came from the higher-ups. With a sigh, he began to reminisce.
Ryoma grew up on the streets of the city, like many children of his status. Although the kingdom of Seigaku looked rich, there were many homeless people living in poverty within the alleyways that no one knew about. They lived by stealing from the venders' and merchants' carts while they weren't looking.
One day, Ryoma was out for a stroll in his ragged and torn clothing when he accidentally tripped and bumped into someone. This someone was Oishi Shuichirou, and somehow they ended up talking. Well, more like Oishi asked questions while Echizen gave weary one-word answers. That inevitably lead to Oishi taking him to the palace stables to work.
Normally, this wasn't allowed, but because Atobe was having a good day, he had allowed it and informed the King and Queen. They didn't mind it, and that was how Echizen came to work in the stables.
Of course, it had been a bit hard to learn everything about how to groom and saddle a horse, but thanks to Echizen being a fast learner, he picked it up in a couple of weeks. Ever since that day, he has been working and living there.
Drawing himself back to reality, Echizen climbed atop his horse and trotted back to the royal stables. Suddenly the realization hit him, nearly causing him to fall of his mount. Saeki had said 'Syuusuke'. Did that mean Syuusuke was the Prince?
‘Its just a coincidence,’ he thought, trying to convince himself. There was no way Syuusuke was the prince. For one thing, the prince wasn’t allowed out of the palace without guards, and especially in commoner's clothing.
Upon his arrival, Kikumaru pounced on Echizen and promptly began yelling incohorent things while nuzzling the poor boy.
"Ochibi! You’re back! Did you get the things I asked you to? Did you see anything cool in the marketplace? Did you see any pretty girls? Nya! Some royal people are coming to visit, so you have to get the horses ready. Ne, Oishi-"
"Kikumaru-senpai, please get off of me!" Ryoma said trying to wriggle out of the clutches of the hypersensitive Eiji.
"What's going on?" The concerned voice of Oishi floated through the room.
"Ochibi is back!" Eiji exclaimed, bouncing on the balls of his feet and letting out a sound that was relative to 'squee'.
"I see. Well, you have to get to work, Echizen-kun. Atobe-san is expecting Eiji and I up at the manor. You need to get five horses groomed and saddled. Fuji-sama is having some guests over and he plans on taking a ride. Also, make sure all of the horses have food and water-." Oishi continued to list off different tasks for Echizen to complete.
"Hai, senpai," the youth muttered as he folded his hands behind his head and walked off into the deeper part of the stable to start on his daily work.
Meanwhile, Fuji Syuusuke was busy playing the part of a proper host. Travelling all the way from the kingdom of Hyotei were four nobles; Shishido Ryou, Ohtori Choutarou, Oshitari Yuushi, and Mukahi Gakuto. Fuji had invited them because he wanted some of his royal acquaintences to be at the ball he was supposedly hosting.
They had tea in one of the many sitting rooms of the palace and talked to each other about the daily events of their respective kingdoms. Atobe joined them a few minutes later. Since the man had come from Hyotei, they were very acquainted with each other, especially Atobe and Shishido. They had been childhood friends and knew eachother very well. Although they might not show it, one would be able to see they cared a lot for each other through the petty insults they slung back and forth.
Gakuto, being on an infinate sugar high, started to get restless.
"Ne, Fujiko-chan, can we do something besides sitting and talking?" Fuji smiled at the hyper red head.
"Sure, Gakuto. Come, lets go for a ride, ne?" Gakuto smiled and tugged Oshitari along with him. Ohtori and Shishido followed quietly, with the odd polite comment from Ohtori along the way. Atobe left to attend to his other duties.
As quintet neared the stables, Ryoma took notice of them. Eiji and Oishi hadn't returned yet, and he was starting to get worried. He assumed one of them was the prince, and his heart started to beat wildly. He could faintly hear their footsteps and voices looming nearer. The closer they got, the faster his heart began to pound. Thoughts began to run rampant through his head.
'What if Syuusuke really is the prince?'
'What would happen to me?'
'He would probably never want to talk to me again.'
'Why am I thinking like this? Its not like I like him. He's just really nice, but there's always the possibility-'
His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the stable door. Ryoma's entire body stiffened. It took him a minute to snap out of it. He straightened up, dusted off his shirt, and smoothed down his hair. He walked to the door as calmly as he could and opened it.
"Greetings. How may I help you today, sir?" He said politely, not bothering to look at who it was.
He let out a tiny sigh -was it disappointment?- when he looked up and saw it was merely a servant.
"The young master requests that you provide him and his guests horses fit for riding," the white haired young man said in a crisp tone. Ryoma bowed and answered with a small 'right away, sir.' He went into the stables and began leading the horses out and tying them to the post outside.
Meanwhile, Fuji was told to wait with his friends in the ranch. They were all in their riding outfits, and each of the held a riding crop in their leather gloved hands. They were chatting amongst themselves, when Fuji excused himself.
He was getting anxious.
Fuji knew Echizen was working in the stables. However, if he wanted to see him, he had to go in himself. He saw Saeki standing beside the horses, petting them softly. The scene was heart-warming. Saeki was smiling and talking to one of the horses, Fuji's favorite to be exact. The horse nodded at some of Saeki's comments, like he understood what the other man was saying. Saeki caught Fuji's movements in his peripheral vision and turned to bow.
"The horses are ready, Fuji-sama. You are free to ride them when you and your friends please," he said, body still in a deep and respectful bow.
"Thank you, Saeki," Fuji nodded to dismiss him. Saeki turned and headed back up to the palace. Fuji watched him a moment, then stepped in front of the stable door.
Echizen had heard Fuji's voice through the door and shivered. It was the same honey voice he had heard the other day. He started humming to keep his nerves down. Ryoma wasn't used to being nervous and he never wanted to experience it again.
The knock on the door had startled him out of his thoughts. He glanced wearily at the heavy wooden door. He really wasn't supposed to open it. He wasn't allowed to see the prince face to face, even if he might have already accidentally seen him. He really should wait for Eiji or Oishi to come back.
But he didn't.
With those thoughts running through his head, he cleared his throat, squared his shoulders, and opened the door.
"How may I help you?" He said in the most polite voice he could muster, bowing deeply.
"Maa, Echizen. I never knew you worked in the royal stables," Fuji said, his brightest smile plastered on his face.
TBC.
Chapter: 4/??
Pairing: FujiRyo, hints of Silver Pair, Dirty Pair, and one-sided SaekiFuji
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Dont you hate those cliche cinderella stories? Well, here's another one for you. Fuji Syuusuke, the first son of the King and Queen of Seigaku, was giving a ball, and every eligable woman in the country was invited. His mother went behind his back, just because she wanted an heir to the throne, after Syuusuke. Syuusuke always felt trapped within the castle walls, but one day, on his daily sneakings from the castle, he bumps into a small golden eyed boy and he knew from the look in his eyes, that he felt the same way.
Warning: This may not be the fairytale you all want to happen.
Disclaimer: I do not own the character's or personalities of Prince of Tennis. HOWEVER. I have full control over what they do in this fic. Neither do I own any of the cinderella stories.
Authors Note: Umm, yeah...its pretty self explanitory...but you know, Fuji sees Ryoma finally, and theres dirty pair and silver pair, but their not really paired up, they're just...you know, there.
Are You The Sweet Invention of A Lover's Dream?
Chapter 4. Ryoma Echizen, the Stable Boy
Ryoma Echizen, a poor boy who worked in the royal stables, tended to all of the horses' needs and prepared them whenever the royals wanted to go for a ride. However, even though he had been working for royalty for innumerable years, never once had he laid his golden eyes on any of their faces. Whenever they came down to the stables, only Oishi Shuichirou and Kikumaru Eiji were allowed to see him. He had heard it was a rule that came from the higher-ups. With a sigh, he began to reminisce.
Ryoma grew up on the streets of the city, like many children of his status. Although the kingdom of Seigaku looked rich, there were many homeless people living in poverty within the alleyways that no one knew about. They lived by stealing from the venders' and merchants' carts while they weren't looking.
One day, Ryoma was out for a stroll in his ragged and torn clothing when he accidentally tripped and bumped into someone. This someone was Oishi Shuichirou, and somehow they ended up talking. Well, more like Oishi asked questions while Echizen gave weary one-word answers. That inevitably lead to Oishi taking him to the palace stables to work.
Normally, this wasn't allowed, but because Atobe was having a good day, he had allowed it and informed the King and Queen. They didn't mind it, and that was how Echizen came to work in the stables.
Of course, it had been a bit hard to learn everything about how to groom and saddle a horse, but thanks to Echizen being a fast learner, he picked it up in a couple of weeks. Ever since that day, he has been working and living there.
Drawing himself back to reality, Echizen climbed atop his horse and trotted back to the royal stables. Suddenly the realization hit him, nearly causing him to fall of his mount. Saeki had said 'Syuusuke'. Did that mean Syuusuke was the Prince?
‘Its just a coincidence,’ he thought, trying to convince himself. There was no way Syuusuke was the prince. For one thing, the prince wasn’t allowed out of the palace without guards, and especially in commoner's clothing.
Upon his arrival, Kikumaru pounced on Echizen and promptly began yelling incohorent things while nuzzling the poor boy.
"Ochibi! You’re back! Did you get the things I asked you to? Did you see anything cool in the marketplace? Did you see any pretty girls? Nya! Some royal people are coming to visit, so you have to get the horses ready. Ne, Oishi-"
"Kikumaru-senpai, please get off of me!" Ryoma said trying to wriggle out of the clutches of the hypersensitive Eiji.
"What's going on?" The concerned voice of Oishi floated through the room.
"Ochibi is back!" Eiji exclaimed, bouncing on the balls of his feet and letting out a sound that was relative to 'squee'.
"I see. Well, you have to get to work, Echizen-kun. Atobe-san is expecting Eiji and I up at the manor. You need to get five horses groomed and saddled. Fuji-sama is having some guests over and he plans on taking a ride. Also, make sure all of the horses have food and water-." Oishi continued to list off different tasks for Echizen to complete.
"Hai, senpai," the youth muttered as he folded his hands behind his head and walked off into the deeper part of the stable to start on his daily work.
Meanwhile, Fuji Syuusuke was busy playing the part of a proper host. Travelling all the way from the kingdom of Hyotei were four nobles; Shishido Ryou, Ohtori Choutarou, Oshitari Yuushi, and Mukahi Gakuto. Fuji had invited them because he wanted some of his royal acquaintences to be at the ball he was supposedly hosting.
They had tea in one of the many sitting rooms of the palace and talked to each other about the daily events of their respective kingdoms. Atobe joined them a few minutes later. Since the man had come from Hyotei, they were very acquainted with each other, especially Atobe and Shishido. They had been childhood friends and knew eachother very well. Although they might not show it, one would be able to see they cared a lot for each other through the petty insults they slung back and forth.
Gakuto, being on an infinate sugar high, started to get restless.
"Ne, Fujiko-chan, can we do something besides sitting and talking?" Fuji smiled at the hyper red head.
"Sure, Gakuto. Come, lets go for a ride, ne?" Gakuto smiled and tugged Oshitari along with him. Ohtori and Shishido followed quietly, with the odd polite comment from Ohtori along the way. Atobe left to attend to his other duties.
As quintet neared the stables, Ryoma took notice of them. Eiji and Oishi hadn't returned yet, and he was starting to get worried. He assumed one of them was the prince, and his heart started to beat wildly. He could faintly hear their footsteps and voices looming nearer. The closer they got, the faster his heart began to pound. Thoughts began to run rampant through his head.
'What if Syuusuke really is the prince?'
'What would happen to me?'
'He would probably never want to talk to me again.'
'Why am I thinking like this? Its not like I like him. He's just really nice, but there's always the possibility-'
His thoughts were interrupted by a knock at the stable door. Ryoma's entire body stiffened. It took him a minute to snap out of it. He straightened up, dusted off his shirt, and smoothed down his hair. He walked to the door as calmly as he could and opened it.
"Greetings. How may I help you today, sir?" He said politely, not bothering to look at who it was.
He let out a tiny sigh -was it disappointment?- when he looked up and saw it was merely a servant.
"The young master requests that you provide him and his guests horses fit for riding," the white haired young man said in a crisp tone. Ryoma bowed and answered with a small 'right away, sir.' He went into the stables and began leading the horses out and tying them to the post outside.
Meanwhile, Fuji was told to wait with his friends in the ranch. They were all in their riding outfits, and each of the held a riding crop in their leather gloved hands. They were chatting amongst themselves, when Fuji excused himself.
He was getting anxious.
Fuji knew Echizen was working in the stables. However, if he wanted to see him, he had to go in himself. He saw Saeki standing beside the horses, petting them softly. The scene was heart-warming. Saeki was smiling and talking to one of the horses, Fuji's favorite to be exact. The horse nodded at some of Saeki's comments, like he understood what the other man was saying. Saeki caught Fuji's movements in his peripheral vision and turned to bow.
"The horses are ready, Fuji-sama. You are free to ride them when you and your friends please," he said, body still in a deep and respectful bow.
"Thank you, Saeki," Fuji nodded to dismiss him. Saeki turned and headed back up to the palace. Fuji watched him a moment, then stepped in front of the stable door.
Echizen had heard Fuji's voice through the door and shivered. It was the same honey voice he had heard the other day. He started humming to keep his nerves down. Ryoma wasn't used to being nervous and he never wanted to experience it again.
The knock on the door had startled him out of his thoughts. He glanced wearily at the heavy wooden door. He really wasn't supposed to open it. He wasn't allowed to see the prince face to face, even if he might have already accidentally seen him. He really should wait for Eiji or Oishi to come back.
But he didn't.
With those thoughts running through his head, he cleared his throat, squared his shoulders, and opened the door.
"How may I help you?" He said in the most polite voice he could muster, bowing deeply.
"Maa, Echizen. I never knew you worked in the royal stables," Fuji said, his brightest smile plastered on his face.
TBC.