Oneshot: The Frog Prince
Title: The Frog Prince
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU, Fantasy, Comedy
Pairing: Aiba Masaki / Ninomiya Kazunari
Beta: None (If anyone finds any mistakes, let me know and I'll correct them)
x-posted: arashirabu, jent_fanfics
Disclaimer: I own no one but myself.
Notes: This was written for laurachan2 one night when neither of us wanted to sleep. The original story and characters were slightly modified for ariange.
Once upon a time there lived a self-centered prince named Ninomiya Kazunari. One day when he went strolling through one of his many gardens, the loud croaking of a bullfrog annoyed him. He picked it up and was about to throw it away when he remembered a fairy tale his nanny once read him - in the story a princess kissed a frog and the frog turned into a prince and they lived happily every after - so, Nino stared at the frog in his hand long and hard before sneaking glances around. When he was assured that no one was around to see him make a fool of himself, he kissed the frog.
The frog jumped off his palm and croaked loudly before hopping away. Prince Nino wiped his lips making a face at the nasty taste the frog left behind on his lips. He was furious that his nanny never mentioned what kind of kiss the princess gave and with all the experience Nino had accumulated over the years with his concubines, he had decided a passionate kiss would be best. Sighing in relief that no one had seen the disturbing scene, he walked away nonchalantly.
That night Nino dreamt that he made love to a man. The next morning, he tried to remember what the man in his dream looked like, but he couldn’t recall. He shoved the dream aside and went about dealing with his daily duties of waving to the crowd, nodding his head at the ministers in agreement to the treaties and invasions and visiting the concubines to keep them happy as well as to keep his reputation as a virile man alive.
At some point during the day, he thought he heard a frog croak somewhere, and he thought he should inform his gardener to keep an eye on the frog population in the garden. Later that night when he went to bed, he dreamt of making love to the same man again.
Night after night, he kept having dreams about a man he was sure he had never seen in his life before. He was horrified that in his lewd dreams he always let this stranger do things to him that he’d never let his concubines do. And during daytime, he would get a headache hearing the frogs croak nonstop.
One night, when the man in his dreams was about to leave, Nino wrapped his fingers around the man’s wrists and asked, “What’s your name?”
The man smiled and replied, “I’m Aiba.”
“Aiba …” Nino whispered.
“Aiba Masaki,” the man smiled.
The name rolled off Nino’s tongue raising the hair on Aiba’s neck. The man smiled and kissed Nino’s lips, “I like the way you say my name.”
Nino smiled kissing him back, “I like the way your name sounds.”
Aiba giggled and wrapped his arms around Nino, “Thank you for willing to be my savior.”
Nino tilted his head in confusion, “Savior? What do you mean savior?”
Aiba opened his mouth in reply, but only a frog’s croak left his throat. The two men stared in confusion and when the croaking continued, Nino mumbled, “Aiba … what happened to your voice?”
When the croaking grew louder, Aiba vanished into thin air. Gasping softly Nino opened his eyes to stare at a bullfrog sitting on his chest staring down at him. The sunlight was streaming through the open windows and he screamed loud enough for the guards to rush in.
“Sire?”
“Why is there a frog in my bed?” Nino demanded, “I thought I told the gardener to keep an eye on the frog population.”
The frog jumped off Nino’s bed and hopped away through the open window. He felt a nasty taste in his mouth and he wondered if he had kissed a frog again, but this time in his sleep. “I should order some of the guards to stay inside the room from tonight, in case more frogs invade my chamber,” Nino mumbled to himself as he stood up and held out his arms for the servants to remove his clothes.
Regardless of where he went in the palace, the croaking of the frogs did not cease. The sound went up in decibels slowly but steadily like his headache. He looked forward to nightfall these days, since that was the only time he didn’t hear the frogs and that was when Aiba visited his dreams. His lips curled up in a smile when he saw Aiba sitting on the windowsill next to his bed. The guards were trying to arrest him but Nino waved them off, “He is always welcome in this room!”
The guards bowed and started walking away, but Nino spoke up again, “One of you better stay in … I don’t want a stupid frog invading this room again.”
The guards stared at each other and one of them spoke quickly, “I’ll stand guard outside the door then!”
Ignoring the guard’s presence, Nino took Aiba to bed like he always does. When they snuggled into each other’s arms tiredly, Aiba mumbled into Nino’s chest, “I …”
“Shh …” Nino put a finger over Aiba’s lips.
Sighing softly Aiba snuggled closer and was surprised to feel a scarf around his neck. He touched the pink scarf and looked up at Nino, “What’s this?”
Smiling slowly, Nino knotted the scarf around Aiba’s neck, “This is a present. I’ve come to like you so much and I think you deserve a token of my appreciation … and also this will protect you and make sure you’ve entry into my chambers …”
Aiba smiled touching the gauzy scarf, “Thank you Nino … but I’ve a terrible secret to tell you …”
Nino yawned and closed his eyes nodding his head, “What is it?”
“You see … I am the prince of a faraway kingdom called Sunshine-land. I was cursed by an evil witch and was turned into a frog. Unlike the story of the princess and the frog, I don’t get to turn back into my real self with just one kiss. You see, since I’m of a royal lineage, I should be kissed by someone with royal blood and we should spend a month together … and for that purpose I’m granted the ability to turn into my human form when the sun goes down … ” Aiba continued with Nino grunted, “ … tonight will mark the last night of a month. I’m grateful to you that you became my savior. When the night falls tomorrow, I’ll change into my human form permanently. I’m so happy to have broken the curse after years and it’s all thanks to you! I shall treasure your scarf forever and ever …” Aiba concluded his monologue.
Nino sighed and nodded his head, having already fallen asleep. When the sun broke through the curtains the next morning. Nino woke up to find a frog in his bed yet again, with a pink scarf tied around his neck. Nino blanched at seeing the scarf he had given his lover in his dream. Before he could grab the scarf, the frog jumped on the window and giving Nino one last look, the frog hopped away. Nino turned his angry glare at the guard inside the door, “I thought I told you to keep frogs out!”
The guard gulped slowly and blushed, “But … you asked me to leave you alone when you and your guest started being … passionate to each other. I was told to come back in only when it was quiet inside. You became silent only a few minutes ago and the frog was already on the bed when I came in. You woke up before I could apprehend the frog.”
“Stop giving me excuses!” Nino thundered. When he saw the blush spread across the guard’s neck, Nino raised his eyes, “You’re not telling me something. What is it?”
“Uh … to be honest, you picked up the frog on your own and …” the guard averted his eyes.
“And what? Spit it out,” Nino growled.
“And then you kissed the frog and tied your favorite scarf around the frog’s neck and you kissed more. You then hugged the frog very closely before falling asleep …”
Nino narrowed his eyes, “That’s it?”
The guard shifted his eyes, “Well, you also … uh … pleasured yourself … and refused the services of any of your concubines …”
“With the frog?” Nino screamed.
The guard shook his head vigorously, “No … you just kept the frog at an arm’s length when you did it … and wouldn’t let go of it …”
Licking his lips, Nino glared at the guard again, “If this … leaks …”
The guard fell to his knees and bowed deeply, “It won’t … I swear on my honor my lord!”
“ … You’ll be transferred to the borderlands immediately … you’ll not return until you’re summoned by me,” Nino declared.
Having escaped Nino’s chambers alive, the guard agreed without any protests, “I’ll leave immediately.”
That night Aiba walked into the chambers with a scarf around his neck, “Nino-chan, thank you very much … I hope you find your own prince soon …”
“Prince?” Nino asked in confusion, “What prince?” But all that came out of his throat was the croaking of a frog as the sun broke through the curtains. Aiba waved to Nino who was sitting on his bed amidst a pool of his own clothes, “The final part is that, the curse isn’t really broken completely … it’s only passed on to the person who breaks it, so … good luck.”
Nino’s loud croak brought the guards in and Nino had no choice but to hop out the window to avoid the stick the guards brought with them and save his life.
“Aiba Masaki … just you wait … when I break this curse, I’ll come after you!” Nino screamed, but the angry breath in his lungs only produced ugly croaking noises.
[The End]
Feedback is welcomed and appreciated.
Rating: PG-13
Genre: AU, Fantasy, Comedy
Pairing: Aiba Masaki / Ninomiya Kazunari
Beta: None (If anyone finds any mistakes, let me know and I'll correct them)
x-posted: arashirabu, jent_fanfics
Disclaimer: I own no one but myself.
Notes: This was written for laurachan2 one night when neither of us wanted to sleep. The original story and characters were slightly modified for ariange.
Once upon a time there lived a self-centered prince named Ninomiya Kazunari. One day when he went strolling through one of his many gardens, the loud croaking of a bullfrog annoyed him. He picked it up and was about to throw it away when he remembered a fairy tale his nanny once read him - in the story a princess kissed a frog and the frog turned into a prince and they lived happily every after - so, Nino stared at the frog in his hand long and hard before sneaking glances around. When he was assured that no one was around to see him make a fool of himself, he kissed the frog.
The frog jumped off his palm and croaked loudly before hopping away. Prince Nino wiped his lips making a face at the nasty taste the frog left behind on his lips. He was furious that his nanny never mentioned what kind of kiss the princess gave and with all the experience Nino had accumulated over the years with his concubines, he had decided a passionate kiss would be best. Sighing in relief that no one had seen the disturbing scene, he walked away nonchalantly.
That night Nino dreamt that he made love to a man. The next morning, he tried to remember what the man in his dream looked like, but he couldn’t recall. He shoved the dream aside and went about dealing with his daily duties of waving to the crowd, nodding his head at the ministers in agreement to the treaties and invasions and visiting the concubines to keep them happy as well as to keep his reputation as a virile man alive.
At some point during the day, he thought he heard a frog croak somewhere, and he thought he should inform his gardener to keep an eye on the frog population in the garden. Later that night when he went to bed, he dreamt of making love to the same man again.
Night after night, he kept having dreams about a man he was sure he had never seen in his life before. He was horrified that in his lewd dreams he always let this stranger do things to him that he’d never let his concubines do. And during daytime, he would get a headache hearing the frogs croak nonstop.
One night, when the man in his dreams was about to leave, Nino wrapped his fingers around the man’s wrists and asked, “What’s your name?”
The man smiled and replied, “I’m Aiba.”
“Aiba …” Nino whispered.
“Aiba Masaki,” the man smiled.
The name rolled off Nino’s tongue raising the hair on Aiba’s neck. The man smiled and kissed Nino’s lips, “I like the way you say my name.”
Nino smiled kissing him back, “I like the way your name sounds.”
Aiba giggled and wrapped his arms around Nino, “Thank you for willing to be my savior.”
Nino tilted his head in confusion, “Savior? What do you mean savior?”
Aiba opened his mouth in reply, but only a frog’s croak left his throat. The two men stared in confusion and when the croaking continued, Nino mumbled, “Aiba … what happened to your voice?”
When the croaking grew louder, Aiba vanished into thin air. Gasping softly Nino opened his eyes to stare at a bullfrog sitting on his chest staring down at him. The sunlight was streaming through the open windows and he screamed loud enough for the guards to rush in.
“Sire?”
“Why is there a frog in my bed?” Nino demanded, “I thought I told the gardener to keep an eye on the frog population.”
The frog jumped off Nino’s bed and hopped away through the open window. He felt a nasty taste in his mouth and he wondered if he had kissed a frog again, but this time in his sleep. “I should order some of the guards to stay inside the room from tonight, in case more frogs invade my chamber,” Nino mumbled to himself as he stood up and held out his arms for the servants to remove his clothes.
Regardless of where he went in the palace, the croaking of the frogs did not cease. The sound went up in decibels slowly but steadily like his headache. He looked forward to nightfall these days, since that was the only time he didn’t hear the frogs and that was when Aiba visited his dreams. His lips curled up in a smile when he saw Aiba sitting on the windowsill next to his bed. The guards were trying to arrest him but Nino waved them off, “He is always welcome in this room!”
The guards bowed and started walking away, but Nino spoke up again, “One of you better stay in … I don’t want a stupid frog invading this room again.”
The guards stared at each other and one of them spoke quickly, “I’ll stand guard outside the door then!”
Ignoring the guard’s presence, Nino took Aiba to bed like he always does. When they snuggled into each other’s arms tiredly, Aiba mumbled into Nino’s chest, “I …”
“Shh …” Nino put a finger over Aiba’s lips.
Sighing softly Aiba snuggled closer and was surprised to feel a scarf around his neck. He touched the pink scarf and looked up at Nino, “What’s this?”
Smiling slowly, Nino knotted the scarf around Aiba’s neck, “This is a present. I’ve come to like you so much and I think you deserve a token of my appreciation … and also this will protect you and make sure you’ve entry into my chambers …”
Aiba smiled touching the gauzy scarf, “Thank you Nino … but I’ve a terrible secret to tell you …”
Nino yawned and closed his eyes nodding his head, “What is it?”
“You see … I am the prince of a faraway kingdom called Sunshine-land. I was cursed by an evil witch and was turned into a frog. Unlike the story of the princess and the frog, I don’t get to turn back into my real self with just one kiss. You see, since I’m of a royal lineage, I should be kissed by someone with royal blood and we should spend a month together … and for that purpose I’m granted the ability to turn into my human form when the sun goes down … ” Aiba continued with Nino grunted, “ … tonight will mark the last night of a month. I’m grateful to you that you became my savior. When the night falls tomorrow, I’ll change into my human form permanently. I’m so happy to have broken the curse after years and it’s all thanks to you! I shall treasure your scarf forever and ever …” Aiba concluded his monologue.
Nino sighed and nodded his head, having already fallen asleep. When the sun broke through the curtains the next morning. Nino woke up to find a frog in his bed yet again, with a pink scarf tied around his neck. Nino blanched at seeing the scarf he had given his lover in his dream. Before he could grab the scarf, the frog jumped on the window and giving Nino one last look, the frog hopped away. Nino turned his angry glare at the guard inside the door, “I thought I told you to keep frogs out!”
The guard gulped slowly and blushed, “But … you asked me to leave you alone when you and your guest started being … passionate to each other. I was told to come back in only when it was quiet inside. You became silent only a few minutes ago and the frog was already on the bed when I came in. You woke up before I could apprehend the frog.”
“Stop giving me excuses!” Nino thundered. When he saw the blush spread across the guard’s neck, Nino raised his eyes, “You’re not telling me something. What is it?”
“Uh … to be honest, you picked up the frog on your own and …” the guard averted his eyes.
“And what? Spit it out,” Nino growled.
“And then you kissed the frog and tied your favorite scarf around the frog’s neck and you kissed more. You then hugged the frog very closely before falling asleep …”
Nino narrowed his eyes, “That’s it?”
The guard shifted his eyes, “Well, you also … uh … pleasured yourself … and refused the services of any of your concubines …”
“With the frog?” Nino screamed.
The guard shook his head vigorously, “No … you just kept the frog at an arm’s length when you did it … and wouldn’t let go of it …”
Licking his lips, Nino glared at the guard again, “If this … leaks …”
The guard fell to his knees and bowed deeply, “It won’t … I swear on my honor my lord!”
“ … You’ll be transferred to the borderlands immediately … you’ll not return until you’re summoned by me,” Nino declared.
Having escaped Nino’s chambers alive, the guard agreed without any protests, “I’ll leave immediately.”
That night Aiba walked into the chambers with a scarf around his neck, “Nino-chan, thank you very much … I hope you find your own prince soon …”
“Prince?” Nino asked in confusion, “What prince?” But all that came out of his throat was the croaking of a frog as the sun broke through the curtains. Aiba waved to Nino who was sitting on his bed amidst a pool of his own clothes, “The final part is that, the curse isn’t really broken completely … it’s only passed on to the person who breaks it, so … good luck.”
Nino’s loud croak brought the guards in and Nino had no choice but to hop out the window to avoid the stick the guards brought with them and save his life.
“Aiba Masaki … just you wait … when I break this curse, I’ll come after you!” Nino screamed, but the angry breath in his lungs only produced ugly croaking noises.
[The End]
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