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Post by xforthedeaf on Jan 21, 2008 14:26:53 GMT -5
"Haaaa-Neul! Ha-Neuuuuul!" "Shut it, Mae..I'm here." The prince rested his head against a silver-adorned fist. "Awww," a wide-hipped daemoness waltzed into the large salon, striding toward her baby brother. "Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed! Cheer up, I brought you some food!" MaeLin giggled as she set a large tray of fish-shaped pastries on the sill of the window her half-brother was gazing through. "I'm not hungry." "Sure you are! You don't eat enough, Ha-Neul, you're skin and bones! Besides, Daddy is holding a banquet tonight and you need to stimulate your appetite. You know how angry he gets when you don't eat any of the food, it makes his guests think it's poisoned!" "Let them think all they want..half of it probably is, anyway." He spat, looking pointedly at the woman. His golden-skinned sister was draped in crimson silk that matched her daemonic eyes, jewelry jingling as she shook with laughter. "That's not the point, Ha-Neul, and you know it! The point is that you need to eat, and you need to be kind to Daddy." "Hmph." MaeLin smiled. "I'll just leave these here. I need to get ready for the banquet. I heard that all the best suitors on Jaskara will be here! I'm going to find my mate tonight, I can feel it. You too, Ha-Neul, maybe!" The daemoness stood and smoothed out her clothes. "The tailor will be in here later to put the finishing touches on your attire. See you tonight, brother!" She gave a small bow and left.
Jin hissed, glaring at the measuring tape-wielding old man as he scurried away like a beetle. Someone had gotten a bright idea of dressing the royal family in matching outfits. So here he was, covered in blue silk and blue-er sapphires with an annoying gold ruffle about his thin neck. His feet and legs were painfully bound in knee-high boots, a blue-dyed leather with the toes and heels gilded. Silk was bunched in places where nothing should ever be bunched. The teenager stalked out of his room, stopping to peer over the grand staircase at guests filing in. It was going to be a long night.
He sat stiffly beside his father, across from his oldest half-brother, at the largest table in the banquet hall. "Welcome, one and all," his father stood and called to the large room, "I thank you for gracing my humble kingdom with your presences." Jin held in a snort (poorly). "Tonight I have invited you all here to find myself some new children in law!" Ozai Ha barked a laugh, his guests giving small polite chuckles of their own. "As many of you already now, all but two of my children have found their mates. Left are my two youngest: my beautiful daughter MaeLin and my handsome son Ha-Neul." Another snort. Jin was elbowed by his sister. "When the meal is over, I would be overjoyed for you all to meet them." The youngest prince quickly downed a glass of water. He found himself wishing he would choke on the clear liquid, get a piece of fruit lodged in his throat. Mae was smiling widely, looking about the room and batting her eyelashes. '..kill me now,' he thought bitterly, 'don't make me suffer.'
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Post by fromtheshadows on Jan 21, 2008 17:22:29 GMT -5
Damien smiled as he walked behind, Jin, and sighed, "You need to eat," he whispered in his ear. He was his personal servant, and sometimes acted more like his mother, he couldn't help it. He felt Jin was way to skinny, he could see his bones, and it pained him. He knew Jin would try to get an arguement with him and hoped the King would put a stop to it before it even began. He felt the other princes glare at him, they hated him almost as much as the hated Jin, but he didn't mind. He liked the prince, even more so because he was only half Demonas, just like him, and it gave him a bond to him, even if he was a small one. He slowly looked into his eyes and smiled to him, "Please eat for me. If you do I'll keep your prospects away from you for a few hours ok?" he asked trying to bargin with him. "Just a bit alright?"
(sorry I don't type much.)
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Post by xforthedeaf on Jan 21, 2008 17:54:26 GMT -5
The prince pursed his lips, pushing a few morsels of food around the plate before scooping them up. "..do you promise?" He wasn't looking forward to being pursued so the offer was tempting. The food, however, was anything but appetizing. It was Ozai's favorite: lambs' eyes and cobra hearts boiled in rose water. Jin didn't have anything to look forward to for dessert, either. He bit his lip. Maybe it was his human genes, but just looking at this kind of food made him blanch. His eyes, the color of dried-out chocolate, slinked upward. O-Jun Yang, the oldest prince, was on his third helping. No wonder they were all stronger than him. He stared down at the organ on his spoon, picturing it beating inside the chest of a snake. "..." Jin wrapped a hand around his glass of water and raised the utensil toward his mouth. 'Three..two..one!' Quickly, the teen shoved the spoon between his lips and swallowed. He chased it with a gulp of water, face draining of what little color it had left. "That.." Jin muttered to the slave behind him, "Was not worth it."
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Post by fromtheshadows on Jan 21, 2008 18:02:10 GMT -5
Damien smiled as he watched him eat, then sighed at his face. "Want me to get something else," he offered and took his hand in reassurance. "Want do you want?" he asked. He moved as close as he could, ignoring the looks from his brothers. "And after that I will protect you, I promise." He watched his eyes happy then back up a bit, knowing he shouldn't be that close to the prince. He took away hand and looked down, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have touched you..."
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Post by xforthedeaf on Jan 21, 2008 18:38:13 GMT -5
"You're right, you shouldn't," Jin jerked his hand away and forcibly swallowed another organ. His stomach gurgled unhappily, his throat tightening. He wasn't going to puke at his father's banquet. He couldn't. He'd be killed. The prince closed his eyes and took a few deep breaths. "Now sod off until I need you." MaeLin giggled beside them, covering her mouth with a serviette. Jin shot a glare in her direction. "..thanks, okay? But you can't bring me anything else and you know it! Go on..come back when the..meeting begins," he hissed through the mouth of his glass.
He pushed back his plate and began to look frantically around for Damien. Daemons were approaching from all sides, wide smiles filled with pointed teeth. Luckily, the first few were after MaeLin. "Hello there," Crap. Jin turned his eyes to the man. "..hello." The stranger extended his hand. "My name is Yin Soo. You must be Ha-Neul." Jin looked down at the blue-green fingers, eyes widening as though he'd just been offered a poisonous scorpion. "..so I am. What do you want?" Yin Soo barked a laugh, grasping the nineteen year-old's hand before pulling him forward and leaning to whisper in his ear, "I want what everyone else in this room wants, Ha-Neul. I want to get in on Ozai's fortune."
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Post by fromtheshadows on Jan 21, 2008 18:43:54 GMT -5
Damien growled as he watched the man pull Jin close, he hurt him. He was still angry that Jin had made him leave, yes he was his servent but he loved to be near him. He gently pulled Jin towards him and move in front of him, blocking Yin Soo off from him. "The prince does not wish to be near anyone, I'm sorry. You can only talk to him," he admitted. He moved close to Jin and smiled weakly, "I promised, remember?" He kept his eyes on Yin Shoo even as he talked to Jin, he so hated this. He made sure to make a mental note to bring Jin food later, something he would enjoy.
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Post by xforthedeaf on Jan 21, 2008 20:24:41 GMT -5
The silk-adorned prince gave a pampered pout, nodding curtly at both Damien and his would-be suitor. "That's correct. Yin Soo, sir, thank you for coming. I am afraid, however.." Jin peered over his slave's shoulder as he placed a frail hand on it, "That I am not your mate. I'm quite sure of it. Why don't you try my..beautiful sister, MaeLin?" He sneered at the tall daemon from behind his protective wall of Damien. "I'm sure she'll be much more open to your scrupulous advances."
Jin stamped the floor of the salon with his fashionable grieves. "I hate all of this, Damien! It's so stupid! I'm not interested in any of these men, and they aren't interested in me!" He tugged a large sapphire bauble off his neck and sent it crashing into the nearest wall. "This isn't some Kong-Gy* story! Ugh!"
*Kong-Gy is often considered the Cinderella of Korea
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Post by fromtheshadows on Jan 21, 2008 20:29:41 GMT -5
Damien took his hand trying to calm him, a bit. He hated when he was angry so he had to ask. "Want me to sneak you out?" He smiled to him and slipped something into his hand, "This will make you look sick. Take it and I'll tell your father that you need to leave or you might get the guests sick. Just please be calm, please? For me?" he begged softly. He watched him wishing he could be one of his suitors, but he was too more, and only a servant. "And not all these men are just interested in you just for the money," he reasured him with a grin. "I promise someone here loves you for you..." Yeah me. He thought, wanting to tell him about it. I wish you would just see it. I love you Jin, I do, why don't you see that? Why? Can't you see that I'm the one for you? I can feel it whenever you are near, why can't you? Please see it, it hurts so much to be away from you.
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Post by xforthedeaf on Jan 22, 2008 13:54:13 GMT -5
Jin looked at the small pill, "..thank you for the offer, but..I'm pretty sure that my father would want me to stay anyway. He doesn't care much about his guests, you know." The prince smiled weakly, "Here," he handed back the pill, "I'll just suffer through the rest of the night. Rejecting all of these men will sharpen my wit. How do you like, 'I wouldn't call you my mate if you promised to kill my father and take me away from Jeskara'? Ah, wait, I can't say that. If someone offered me that I'd be hard-pressed not to consummate our mate-hood right there." He walked to where his necklace had fallen, a rather large chunk of gemstone having broken off of it. "Let's go back out there. Worst-case scenario, Ozai forces me into a relationship. Solution? Well..I'll take you up on that offer of being snuck-out."
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Post by fromtheshadows on Jan 22, 2008 23:22:20 GMT -5
Damien shook his head and sighed, he didn't want to see the men around Jin anymore. He was afraid he would kill them, if they touched him again. He knew Jin was his mate, could feel it in every fiber of his being, but he couldn't tell him that, even though he knew he had to. His father would be mad, and Damien was scared to face an angry Ozai, knowing if he did he might be killed. He bit his lip and moved closer to take Jin's hand, deciding to tell the truth, he needed to, "I...I don't want you with them," he admitted. He need Jin to feel their bond, so he knew what Damien was facing, the pain he felt, he looked into his eyes wishing he would feel it. "If they touch you again, I might just kill. Please Jin, don't make me go though that. I..I..I," he stuttered and looked away. "I know you'll hate me for saying this and it might even get me killed. But Jin, love, I'm your," he looked into his eyes. "Your mate."
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Post by xforthedeaf on Jan 23, 2008 4:55:11 GMT -5
The prince's eyes widened as he unconsciously stepped back and severed the connection of their hands. After his servant's confession it seemed too quiet in the room, his own breathing seemed deafening. Jin covered his mouth with his hands to dampen the noise. "..." His gaze, which had previous been locked on the half-incubus, now began to dart around. His hands slowly returned to his sides. "That's..that's not true!" The smaller daemon's eyes snapped back to Damien, tracks of saline tears sliding down his bony cheeks. He wasn't sure when exactly he'd begun to cry. "That can't be true! It can't be true, because I..I.." Apparently he'd been backing farther away from the other male, his back meeting the cool salon wall. "Because I.." Jin let himself slide to the floor as his voice became softer, "I don't have a mate." A silk-covered arm shot upward to wipe at the tears. "Why.." The cloth muffled his already-small voice, "Why else..would I be so disgusting?" The prince could feel sharp pangs of hurt in his heart, his veins. He wasn't sure if they were his own. "This way that I was made..no one could ever love me, or ever be my mate." Jin looked pitifully at his personal slave. "..Damien..are you really..truly, telling me the truth..? Do you really think..we're mates? Do you really love me?"
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Post by fromtheshadows on Jan 23, 2008 11:00:22 GMT -5
Damien shook his head quickly, "Your not disgusting," he protested, "Never say that your beautiful." He kneeled beside him and wiped at his tears gently, "Your so beautiful," he whispered his hands now trailing over his lips in awe, "My muse. My mate." He watched him trying to convey his love for the boy, he really did love him. "Look," he murmured. He pulled a folded piece of parchment out of his pocket and gave it to the boy. It was a drawing he made, of him, he looked like an angel even with his bones poking out. "This is how I see you. I love you Jin, so much." He took his hand gently again and watched his eyes, "It hurts to hide it, hurts to watch your brothers and father be so mean, hurts to watch you starve yourself, even if its only because your not used to this food." He ran his free hand over his stomach, "Even like this I love you, your beautiful. I can't help loving you, I can't. And I'm so sorry if I scared you." Damien leaned down and captured his lips in a searing kiss, he couldn't help it. His lips tasted wonderful, so wonderful that he started to nibble on him and smile into the kiss. After a bit he pulled away and ran his fingers though Jin's hair once more, "You taste as wonderful as you look Jin." He watched his eyes for a bit then looked him over with a grin, "Will you please tell your father your sick? I want you to myself," he whispered then kissed him again, "Please Jin."
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Post by xforthedeaf on Jan 23, 2008 21:16:38 GMT -5
Jin released a shuddering breath he hadn't realized he was holding, his face suddenly felt like it was burning. "D-Damien..wait. I.." He stumbled away to fall on a reclining chair. The salon was spinning. "Damien.." It wasn't an unpleasant feeling, but one that was new and confusing. "Is this really happening..?" The prince gripped a down-filled cushion to keep himself in reality. He held his hand out, palm facing his servant and willing him to stay away for a few moments. "I..that was..my first kiss." The hand that wasn't outstretched brushed against his thin, no-longer-virgin lips. A shiver snaked up his spine. "Damien.." His meek voice grew slightly stronger, his mouth turning up in a quarter-smile. "..Damien." The name continued to spill over his tongue. "Damien, Damien, Damien.." Jin managed to stand and slowly walked toward the slave. "Damien!" The sallow-skinned teen threw his arms about the other half-Daemon. "I..I can feel it! I can feel..you! This..it's for real!" He gave a boyish laugh. "..wow."
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Post by fromtheshadows on Jan 23, 2008 21:25:05 GMT -5
When he said that it was his first kiss he grinned happy, "Really. I feel so special," he admitted happy, "I like it." Soon Damien looked to him curious, not knowing why he was saying his name a lot. "Whats wrong?" he asked looking to him confused, "What did I do?" Damien watched him walk close then stepped back when he latched onto him, "I know, I can feel it too. I'm glad you finally feel it." He kissed him again and smiled, "Please don't go in there ok? It hurts a lot, please just go somewhere with me, not in there, please." He watched him, "Because you have a mate," he murmured and held him close, "here, its me." He kissed him again deeply, he couldn't help it. "Should we tell them?" he asked scared. He knew if they did he could face death.
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Post by xforthedeaf on Jan 23, 2008 23:11:46 GMT -5
"Are you kidding?" Large brown eyes looked up, obviously Damien had lost his mind. "I'm not going anywhere without you, and I'm definitely not going out there." Jin dropped his arms from their tight lock on his attractive mate. "..let's leave Jeskara." The prince let his eyes drop to his feet. "Let's go to Earth. To Korea. That's where I was born. We can find my brother..half-brother. He's a human." He spun around on his toes, suddenly filled with a kind of glee he'd never felt before. "His name is O-Chul Li. We can leave, Damien! We can leave right now! I can still read and write and speak Korean..we could live there!" Suddenly the prince covered his mouth. "..N-no..I'm sorry. I must sound..so stupid. There's no way that would work, is there? I just..got a little ahead of myself." Jin tugged at his neck-ruffle before pulling it off completely. He then unbuttoned his blue silk blouse, slipping it off to reveal a thin woolen under-shirt. "I'm sorry, Damien. I think it's my human blood. It makes me..wistful."
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