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Title: Soul of Love
Length: triple-shots (1/3)
Author: Li Youhan (Razra_Eizel)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: romance, drama, fluff, slight angst
Pairing: Yunjae
Summary: Jaejoong, a beautiful mortal who people said are even fairer than Aphrodite herself. He was prophesied to be devoured by a monster, but what if it was all a ruse? He had to fight against Aphrodite herself to claim his love, while sacrificing his beauty in the process
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything
A/N: another attempt of writing a historic fic, but totally ruining it. This is based on the story of Psyche and Eros (I’m not sure if this is true, I got it from a game :D)
Another would be a fic on the Trojan War (which is mentioned slightly in the beginning of this fic) xD and guess who’s going to be Helen of Troy *bricked* do wait for it~
I know the main character in this story is Junsu (or not), but the main pairing is still Yunjae :D and the Trojan War fic will focus on Yunjae more than Junsu (I hope)
Also, I know I've been gone from the fandom for too long. This is a fic I've written long time ago, and actually finished, but haven't had the time to post up yet. I finally got enough will to post it up, and this is dedicated to toshi19, who followed me even to my new fandom :3 enjoy, hun~
Act I - Apollo’s Prophecy
The wind was fair and the weather nice. It was favorable for the sailors, and a priest of Artemis was on his way to Thebes on request of Artemis herself, who said that there was someone-a beautiful mortal-in Thebes who had a problem and needed his help-or at least, his parents did.
“Ah, this is really tiring,” Junsu mumbled to himself as he watched his crew work the sails. He looked out to sea, and noticed that they were already past Athens, and they would soon arrive at Thebes.
“Captain,” a sailor called as he walked up to the bow of the ship. “We’re going to throw the anchor soon. Thebes port is already visible from here.”
“Good,” Junsu said. “I’ll go meet the parents of this Jaejoong myself,” he added.
“Yes, Captain!” the sailors said as they saluted him, and went back to work. Junsu was always proud of his crew. They had been with him through times of hardships, when he needed to go back and forth between Gythio and Troia due to the Trojan War. It was a good thing things were already over with minimum damage done.
Who would have thought that his soft-spoken and gentle brother would dare to put a blade right against his neck in order to convince the Troians not to bring the wooden horse inside?
“Throw the anchors! We’re porting at Thebes!” one of the sailors called, and the crew threw the anchors into the sea bottom, securing the position of their ship at one of the port’s piers.
“Thank you men,” Junsu said, walking towards the wooden platform laid out to bridge the pier and their ship. “I will be off to see the one requesting my help, and hopefully I will be back soon. We have a long way ahead of us, so anyone of you, please go to an agora and stock up on supplies. We might be sailing to Delphi.”
“Yes, Captain!” the crew shouted out, and Junsu walked off from the port, towards the altar in Thebes. Artemis had told him that he would find the one seeking their help in the altar.
The altar was quiet and deserted. Not many were there to give sacrifices because they would rather go to Korinth where Aphrodite was, to Delphi where Artemis was, or even to Eresos where Ares was. Thebes was close to Mount Olympus and that was why they had an altar built there, but no one really took note of the altar.
However, just when Junsu was about to leave, a middle-aged woman walked in through the main double doors, carrying a small goat to be sacrificed. They met at the gates, and Junsu smiled at her.
“Are you the one seeking help from Artemis the Huntress?” Junsu asked, smiling kindly at the woman. “I am a priest of Artemis, and she herself sent me here to help you.”
“You are?” the woman asked skeptically, holding onto the goat protectively. “I never specified the name of god I asked help from. I just wanted someone to help me.”
“I see, then be thankful Artemis the Huntress had mercy on you and decided to help you,” Junsu said. “I am Junsu the priest, one of Artemis’ prophets.”
“I see,” the woman said, sighing softly as she let the goat down. “I have a problem. My son, Jaejoong, is the fairest person on Earth. Many men and women alike came to admire him, give him gifts, and praise his beauty.”
“Then what’s the problem?” Junsu asked. He really was at a loss at what was the problem if her son was so blessed.
“He is beautiful inside out. You should know him,” the woman said sadly. “The problem is, even though everyone admired him, praised him, no one courted him.”
“Ah,” Junsu said, snapping his fingers.
“He had no suitors. Men and women would come from all over to admire him, but they would go back and marry ordinary people from their hometown. No one even tried to win him,” the woman complained, her eyebrows furrowed as she recounted the events happening to her son.
Suddenly, a man walked into the altar, worry evident on his face. He was fair, pale in complexion and beautiful. He had large eyes, pink plump lips, silky black hair, and unblemished face. His stature was petite and lean, just like a lady. Junsu wouldn’t question it if anyone said he was beautiful just like a goddess.
“Mother, there you are,” the man said, holding onto the woman’s arm. “I’ve told you that you don’t have to bring sacrifices just to get me a suitor. It’s not worth your problem, Mother.”
“Nonsense, Jaejoong,” the woman said, holding onto her son’s wrist. “You are beautiful inside and out. You deserve the best, and Artemis the Huntress had listened to my prayers and sent her priest to us.”
Jaejoong turned to look at Junsu. “Are you the priest the Huntress sent?” he asked, smiling at Junsu. “I’m sorry for your trouble. I really don’t care even if I have no suitor. Would you like to come to our house and join us for dinner?”
Junsu blinked. He had never been treated this nice, except by his brother, who now stayed peacefully in Troia with his lover-and soon-to-be husband. He smiled at the man, “I would be glad to.”
The woman huffed. “If you are going back to Delphi to meet your goddess, can you go and sacrifice this goat? Ask for Apollo’s help to end this problem.”
“I see,” Junsu said. “I will ask for Apollo to predict the future of your son. It also pains me to see someone like him not finding his happiness. He reminds me a lot of my brother, who has the same name as his. He is Jaejoong of Sparta, who is now Jaejoong of Troy. I’m sure you’ve heard of him. He’s now engaged to Yunho.”
“Oh, I know about the apple of discord,” Jaejoong said, “but I didn’t expect him to have the same name as me. What a coincidence.”
“Not really. Both of you are really beautiful, and you look like twins. If you end up with a man named Yunho, I won’t be surprised,” Junsu joked. “I’ll sail over to Delphi first thing tomorrow morning, after checking if my crew had bought enough supplies to last us there.”
“Then you would join us for dinner?” Jaejoong asked. “It would be an honor to have a priest of Artemis in our house.”
“Sure,” Junsu said. “It would be my pleasure too.”
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
The next morning, after saying goodbye and taking the sacrificial goat from Jaejoong’s mother, Junsu and his crew set sail for Delphi, behind the bay and past Gythio. They arrived a few weeks after, and Junsu went to the altar immediately.
“I see you’ve seen the one,” Artemis commented, seeing the goat Junsu brought with him. “Isn’t he beautiful? Many people claimed he is even more beautiful than Aphrodite, the one whom Yunho gave the golden apple to.”
“That was just because he was entranced by my brother’s beauty,” Junsu remarked, placing the goat on the altar, where it was to be sacrificed. “And they’re happy now, that’s what matters. If Yunho had given the apple to either Hera or Athena, my brother would’ve still stayed with Menelaus, dying inside from seeing him cheat with the servant girls so openly, and gaining solace only from my sister Clytemnestra.”
“Yes, that is true,” Artemis said. “Why else do you think I sided with Troia? I sided with your brother. And now I sided with Jaejoong of Thebes.”
“I see, you have an affinity for people named Jaejoong or something?” Junsu asked, taking out a blade and swinging it at the goat.
“No, I just have an affinity for people who are strong and brave,” Artemis said simply. “I’ll leave you for now. Apollo should be here soon with the prophecy of Jaejoong.”
Artemis left the room, and soon enough, a nymph showed up in the altar, floating right above the sacrificial goat.
“Hello, Junsu,” the nymph said. “I have come on behalf of Apollo to give you the message that you have to pass on to Jaejoong of Thebes. He is destined to be brought to a mountain near Troia, where he would be devoured by a monster. That is his fate, measured out by Atropos herself.”
“I see,” Junsu said, his face falling. “It’s a pity to know that such a lovely person would have to die in the hands of a monster, but I guess if it was what the Atropos had foretold, then I have no power to go against it.”
“Thank you for being so understanding,” the nymph said, and disappeared.
Junsu sighed deeply. He hated breaking bad news to people, especially to Jaejoong. He knew the man would not feel contempt to Atropos or the gods. He would be more than glad to fulfill his destiny instead.
“Why does he have to have such bad luck?” Junsu asked himself, then he was reminded of what Artemis said. “She favored the strong and brave. Is there something I need to know?”
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
“Oh, Junsu,” Jaejoong greeted when he saw Junsu walking through their front door. “How nice of you to pay us a visit again. Would you like to join us for dinner?”
“I’ve come here to pass on the message Apollo gave me,” Junsu said glumly. He really didn’t want to let go of this Jaejoong, not after he had to let go of his own brother-thankfully the Troians didn’t hate him so he could travel there to meet his brother.
Call him selfish, but truthfully he himself didn’t want Jaejoong of Thebes to find a suitor, so he could have him for himself. Not as a lover, but as a brother.
“Oh? What is it?” Jaejoong’s mother asked excitedly, finally able to know what was to happen to her son.
“I’m afraid it’s not a good news,” Junsu said, frowning. “Apollo said that he is destined to be brought to a mountain near Troia, where he would be devoured by a monster.”
“What?” Jaejoong’s mother screeched, and she almost fainted. If only she knew this would be the outcome, she wouldn’t have asked for the prophecy at all.
“Mother, calm down,” Jaejoong said as calmly as he could. “You asked for Apollo to tell my future, and now he has. We must not disappoint him, especially if it was measured out by Atropos.”
“Don’t say that,” Junsu said, his voice cracking. “How could you be so calm? I don’t want to be the one to bring you to Troia.”
“Junsu,” Jaejoong said, walking over to Junsu. “I’m sorry. Could you do this favor for me? There is no one else I know who could get me to Troia.”
Junsu cried openly by this time. “Why Troia? Why must I lose both of you to Troia?”
Jaejoong’s mother looked at them with a broken heart. She knew that her son had affected Junsu so much, and that Junsu was just as unwilling as she was to let go of him. How could anyone at all let go of Jaejoong?
“I’m sorry,” Jaejoong said again, pulling Junsu into a hug. “I’m really sorry.”
Junsu sobbed, and pulled away from Jaejoong. “Okay then, we’ll head out to Troia early tomorrow morning.”
And as they retired to their own rooms that night, Junsu wondered if any of the gods would side with Jaejoong and help him out.
End of Act I
Length: triple-shots (1/3)
Author: Li Youhan (Razra_Eizel)
Rating: PG-13
Genre: romance, drama, fluff, slight angst
Pairing: Yunjae
Summary: Jaejoong, a beautiful mortal who people said are even fairer than Aphrodite herself. He was prophesied to be devoured by a monster, but what if it was all a ruse? He had to fight against Aphrodite herself to claim his love, while sacrificing his beauty in the process
Disclaimer: I don’t own anything
A/N: another attempt of writing a historic fic, but totally ruining it. This is based on the story of Psyche and Eros (I’m not sure if this is true, I got it from a game :D)
Another would be a fic on the Trojan War (which is mentioned slightly in the beginning of this fic) xD and guess who’s going to be Helen of Troy *bricked* do wait for it~
I know the main character in this story is Junsu (or not), but the main pairing is still Yunjae :D and the Trojan War fic will focus on Yunjae more than Junsu (I hope)
Also, I know I've been gone from the fandom for too long. This is a fic I've written long time ago, and actually finished, but haven't had the time to post up yet. I finally got enough will to post it up, and this is dedicated to toshi19, who followed me even to my new fandom :3 enjoy, hun~
Act I - Apollo’s Prophecy
The wind was fair and the weather nice. It was favorable for the sailors, and a priest of Artemis was on his way to Thebes on request of Artemis herself, who said that there was someone-a beautiful mortal-in Thebes who had a problem and needed his help-or at least, his parents did.
“Ah, this is really tiring,” Junsu mumbled to himself as he watched his crew work the sails. He looked out to sea, and noticed that they were already past Athens, and they would soon arrive at Thebes.
“Captain,” a sailor called as he walked up to the bow of the ship. “We’re going to throw the anchor soon. Thebes port is already visible from here.”
“Good,” Junsu said. “I’ll go meet the parents of this Jaejoong myself,” he added.
“Yes, Captain!” the sailors said as they saluted him, and went back to work. Junsu was always proud of his crew. They had been with him through times of hardships, when he needed to go back and forth between Gythio and Troia due to the Trojan War. It was a good thing things were already over with minimum damage done.
Who would have thought that his soft-spoken and gentle brother would dare to put a blade right against his neck in order to convince the Troians not to bring the wooden horse inside?
“Throw the anchors! We’re porting at Thebes!” one of the sailors called, and the crew threw the anchors into the sea bottom, securing the position of their ship at one of the port’s piers.
“Thank you men,” Junsu said, walking towards the wooden platform laid out to bridge the pier and their ship. “I will be off to see the one requesting my help, and hopefully I will be back soon. We have a long way ahead of us, so anyone of you, please go to an agora and stock up on supplies. We might be sailing to Delphi.”
“Yes, Captain!” the crew shouted out, and Junsu walked off from the port, towards the altar in Thebes. Artemis had told him that he would find the one seeking their help in the altar.
The altar was quiet and deserted. Not many were there to give sacrifices because they would rather go to Korinth where Aphrodite was, to Delphi where Artemis was, or even to Eresos where Ares was. Thebes was close to Mount Olympus and that was why they had an altar built there, but no one really took note of the altar.
However, just when Junsu was about to leave, a middle-aged woman walked in through the main double doors, carrying a small goat to be sacrificed. They met at the gates, and Junsu smiled at her.
“Are you the one seeking help from Artemis the Huntress?” Junsu asked, smiling kindly at the woman. “I am a priest of Artemis, and she herself sent me here to help you.”
“You are?” the woman asked skeptically, holding onto the goat protectively. “I never specified the name of god I asked help from. I just wanted someone to help me.”
“I see, then be thankful Artemis the Huntress had mercy on you and decided to help you,” Junsu said. “I am Junsu the priest, one of Artemis’ prophets.”
“I see,” the woman said, sighing softly as she let the goat down. “I have a problem. My son, Jaejoong, is the fairest person on Earth. Many men and women alike came to admire him, give him gifts, and praise his beauty.”
“Then what’s the problem?” Junsu asked. He really was at a loss at what was the problem if her son was so blessed.
“He is beautiful inside out. You should know him,” the woman said sadly. “The problem is, even though everyone admired him, praised him, no one courted him.”
“Ah,” Junsu said, snapping his fingers.
“He had no suitors. Men and women would come from all over to admire him, but they would go back and marry ordinary people from their hometown. No one even tried to win him,” the woman complained, her eyebrows furrowed as she recounted the events happening to her son.
Suddenly, a man walked into the altar, worry evident on his face. He was fair, pale in complexion and beautiful. He had large eyes, pink plump lips, silky black hair, and unblemished face. His stature was petite and lean, just like a lady. Junsu wouldn’t question it if anyone said he was beautiful just like a goddess.
“Mother, there you are,” the man said, holding onto the woman’s arm. “I’ve told you that you don’t have to bring sacrifices just to get me a suitor. It’s not worth your problem, Mother.”
“Nonsense, Jaejoong,” the woman said, holding onto her son’s wrist. “You are beautiful inside and out. You deserve the best, and Artemis the Huntress had listened to my prayers and sent her priest to us.”
Jaejoong turned to look at Junsu. “Are you the priest the Huntress sent?” he asked, smiling at Junsu. “I’m sorry for your trouble. I really don’t care even if I have no suitor. Would you like to come to our house and join us for dinner?”
Junsu blinked. He had never been treated this nice, except by his brother, who now stayed peacefully in Troia with his lover-and soon-to-be husband. He smiled at the man, “I would be glad to.”
The woman huffed. “If you are going back to Delphi to meet your goddess, can you go and sacrifice this goat? Ask for Apollo’s help to end this problem.”
“I see,” Junsu said. “I will ask for Apollo to predict the future of your son. It also pains me to see someone like him not finding his happiness. He reminds me a lot of my brother, who has the same name as his. He is Jaejoong of Sparta, who is now Jaejoong of Troy. I’m sure you’ve heard of him. He’s now engaged to Yunho.”
“Oh, I know about the apple of discord,” Jaejoong said, “but I didn’t expect him to have the same name as me. What a coincidence.”
“Not really. Both of you are really beautiful, and you look like twins. If you end up with a man named Yunho, I won’t be surprised,” Junsu joked. “I’ll sail over to Delphi first thing tomorrow morning, after checking if my crew had bought enough supplies to last us there.”
“Then you would join us for dinner?” Jaejoong asked. “It would be an honor to have a priest of Artemis in our house.”
“Sure,” Junsu said. “It would be my pleasure too.”
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
The next morning, after saying goodbye and taking the sacrificial goat from Jaejoong’s mother, Junsu and his crew set sail for Delphi, behind the bay and past Gythio. They arrived a few weeks after, and Junsu went to the altar immediately.
“I see you’ve seen the one,” Artemis commented, seeing the goat Junsu brought with him. “Isn’t he beautiful? Many people claimed he is even more beautiful than Aphrodite, the one whom Yunho gave the golden apple to.”
“That was just because he was entranced by my brother’s beauty,” Junsu remarked, placing the goat on the altar, where it was to be sacrificed. “And they’re happy now, that’s what matters. If Yunho had given the apple to either Hera or Athena, my brother would’ve still stayed with Menelaus, dying inside from seeing him cheat with the servant girls so openly, and gaining solace only from my sister Clytemnestra.”
“Yes, that is true,” Artemis said. “Why else do you think I sided with Troia? I sided with your brother. And now I sided with Jaejoong of Thebes.”
“I see, you have an affinity for people named Jaejoong or something?” Junsu asked, taking out a blade and swinging it at the goat.
“No, I just have an affinity for people who are strong and brave,” Artemis said simply. “I’ll leave you for now. Apollo should be here soon with the prophecy of Jaejoong.”
Artemis left the room, and soon enough, a nymph showed up in the altar, floating right above the sacrificial goat.
“Hello, Junsu,” the nymph said. “I have come on behalf of Apollo to give you the message that you have to pass on to Jaejoong of Thebes. He is destined to be brought to a mountain near Troia, where he would be devoured by a monster. That is his fate, measured out by Atropos herself.”
“I see,” Junsu said, his face falling. “It’s a pity to know that such a lovely person would have to die in the hands of a monster, but I guess if it was what the Atropos had foretold, then I have no power to go against it.”
“Thank you for being so understanding,” the nymph said, and disappeared.
Junsu sighed deeply. He hated breaking bad news to people, especially to Jaejoong. He knew the man would not feel contempt to Atropos or the gods. He would be more than glad to fulfill his destiny instead.
“Why does he have to have such bad luck?” Junsu asked himself, then he was reminded of what Artemis said. “She favored the strong and brave. Is there something I need to know?”
-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.-.
“Oh, Junsu,” Jaejoong greeted when he saw Junsu walking through their front door. “How nice of you to pay us a visit again. Would you like to join us for dinner?”
“I’ve come here to pass on the message Apollo gave me,” Junsu said glumly. He really didn’t want to let go of this Jaejoong, not after he had to let go of his own brother-thankfully the Troians didn’t hate him so he could travel there to meet his brother.
Call him selfish, but truthfully he himself didn’t want Jaejoong of Thebes to find a suitor, so he could have him for himself. Not as a lover, but as a brother.
“Oh? What is it?” Jaejoong’s mother asked excitedly, finally able to know what was to happen to her son.
“I’m afraid it’s not a good news,” Junsu said, frowning. “Apollo said that he is destined to be brought to a mountain near Troia, where he would be devoured by a monster.”
“What?” Jaejoong’s mother screeched, and she almost fainted. If only she knew this would be the outcome, she wouldn’t have asked for the prophecy at all.
“Mother, calm down,” Jaejoong said as calmly as he could. “You asked for Apollo to tell my future, and now he has. We must not disappoint him, especially if it was measured out by Atropos.”
“Don’t say that,” Junsu said, his voice cracking. “How could you be so calm? I don’t want to be the one to bring you to Troia.”
“Junsu,” Jaejoong said, walking over to Junsu. “I’m sorry. Could you do this favor for me? There is no one else I know who could get me to Troia.”
Junsu cried openly by this time. “Why Troia? Why must I lose both of you to Troia?”
Jaejoong’s mother looked at them with a broken heart. She knew that her son had affected Junsu so much, and that Junsu was just as unwilling as she was to let go of him. How could anyone at all let go of Jaejoong?
“I’m sorry,” Jaejoong said again, pulling Junsu into a hug. “I’m really sorry.”
Junsu sobbed, and pulled away from Jaejoong. “Okay then, we’ll head out to Troia early tomorrow morning.”
And as they retired to their own rooms that night, Junsu wondered if any of the gods would side with Jaejoong and help him out.
End of Act I