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 Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 1:02 pm
Merethist made a small sound of surprise in his throat and looked over his shoulder at the gaggle of giggling princesses, pleading silently with his eyes for them to come rescue him. They simply giggled and waved him forward, encouraging. Encouragement wasn't what he needed right now. He sorely wanted to pull away, but couldn't as he found himself being lead into dance, he kept up as best he could--Merethist wasn't that accustomed to his legs yet--and found himself surprisingly more graceful then he would have thought, he was pleased with himself.
"you say that to every girl" Merethist answered in a fakely sweet tone, looking unamused as he tiwrled away from Charming, only to twirl back in and continue the dance. He didn't want to be the centre of attention, not when they could easily find out what he had done and who he really was. Some of these princesses lifted their skirts for anyone!! or so he judged by the tales they discussed, he would surely be battered with slippers and the like if they knew he was really male.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 1:13 pm
Charming raised a brow under his mask as the princess he was dancing with spoke. "Only the ones I think are lovely." He replied. Which had to be most every princess he dance with, but still! They were princesses. It wasn't as if most peasant girls were very lovely. Besides that, princesses adored being complimented. Charming would have known. He had to have danced with every princess over fifteen at court! He knew princesses.
He knew princesses and he didn't recognize this one. It bothered him slightly, too. Only very slightly though, so he didn't really take the time to study her and guess at who she was. He was still glancing about at the crowd. Many people were watching him and he recognized quite a few of their faces. He smiled at all of them as best he could while continuing the dance in the proper manner. He was quite the socialite.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 1:21 pm
"I am not what I appear to be" Merethist answered, lowering his gaze to the floor after Charming spoke. This man and this court had drummed so many insecurities into him!! He didn't feel like himself anymore!! He also again resisted the urge to flee, though the cherry tree sat inviting in the back of his mind. It was only natural for him to want to return from the place he was stolen from, being under the branches of the cherry tree made him feel safe and at home.
Merethist raised his gaze to Charming again and sighed softly, the Prince was so confident and rude!! Focusing away from his dancing partner, he pouted a little and his arms twitched a way a little from Charming. "it's rude not to observe your dancing partner" he said quietly, ignoring the giggles and other lookshe recieved from the princesses who had pushed him into this situation.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 1:29 pm
Charming gave a small shrug to the princess he was dancing with, still gazing about the ballroom until his dance partner spoke once again. Charming turned his eyes back onto her. Ah, so she was one of those who couldn't stand not being the center of attention? Sometimes those were the worst type of princesses! He looked at her, suddenly surprised by how familiar she looked.
He leaned in, as if attempting to study her facial features through her mask. "And what might your name be?" He asked before catching his breath. "Merethist?" He breathed out the word when he could manage. They were close, very close. Charming had been thinking a lot about what he'd do if he ever saw Merethist again. Strangely enough, everything he'd been planning slipped out of his mind.
Prince Charming leaned in rather impulsively and brushed his lips against Merethist's. Something he shouldn't have done. Shouldn't have done at all. Not while half the occupants of the ballroom were drawing in their breaths to gasp.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 1:36 pm
Merethist was indeed put out the Charming seemed so uninterested in him, was it deliberate?? Did Charming know who he was dancing with?? Probably not, he had called Merethist lovely and last time they had spoken.....he would never have said such a thing if he knew it was Merethist with whom he danced.
The feminine Coursier let his grip relax a little, just aiming to finish this dance, when Charming leaned in close. Merethist's breath hitched and his cheeks darkened into a blush, what was he doing so close?? Merethist found himself unable to speak, Charming had figured it out; he nodded to the question. Yes, he wasn't a princess. "I'm not a princess" he whispered quietly.
Merethist made to turn away when he felt the chaste contact of Charming's lips on his and he froze once again, tense in Charming's hold. What was he doing?? Merethist felt himself press back a little, taking a half a step closer to the Prince. The cries of sorrow and outrage were blocked from his senses as he gazed up at Charming, their faces dangerously close once again. The music had stopped and the hall was quiet--save for a few sobs or sounds of jealousy here or there.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 1:53 pm
Prince Charming pulled away, shocked with himself. He'd just kissed someone in front of everyone. The music had stopped. Everything had stopped. Charming stopped dancing and glanced around defiantly. He'd never kissed anyone in public before. Never. People were shocked. Everything had stopped. The world had just stopped because of him.
"What?" He questioned the ground, gazing about. "Is there a problem?" Yes. There was a serious problem. Princesses he knew. Princesses he had saved. Had kissed himself were staring at him in horror. They were upset. They were going to cry themselves to sleep. Princes were raising their eyebrows at him - smart move! Prince Charming was screwed. Utterly screwed. Especially screwed if any found out that Merethist was a guy.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 2:02 pm
Merethist felt like his heart had stopped as he pulled away from Charming, lookingutterly surprised as he took two steps away from the Prince. Again!! He'd done it Again!! Charming was very quickly becoming Merethist's achilles heel, he managed to break the Coursier's small barriers and catch him off guard, it was madness.
Of coarse, it was as mad as some of the people in the room. Staring at him as if they wished he would drop dead, Merethist spun around to look at the crowd, looking utterly frightened at the looks he recieved. Charming had started this!! Merethist was the victim!!
Merethist learnt an important lesson just then, never kiss mister popularity in front of his fanclub, especially a fan club that had exceptionally high powers. He spun around again, looking weakly at the Princesses he had been friends with and all of them looked like they wanted to kill him. Merethist felt his spirits sink very lowly indeed and he simply felt like he should have just let go and sunk through the floor, he was a Phantom afterall, he was more than capable of doing such a thing. He shook his head and simply started running, weaving bodily through the crowds, his mask knocking off and clattering to the ground as he squeezed out of the crowds, girls making it harder for him and prince's trying to glimpse his face, as if he were some high prize.
The room was still silent as he bolted out of the large doors leading into the flower gardens, aiming for one place. The place he felt most at home near, he ran for the cherry tree, phasing through the branches to collapse into a heap in the bush-like den the drooping tree had caused in its warping state, huffing heavily as he buried his head in his knees. He was ruined, everyone was going to hate him now and Charming had caused him trouble again and after all the trouble he went through to forget about him!!
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 5:56 pm
Prince Charming watched Merethist survey the crowd with a goewing horror. Watched as Merethist began to run. Watched as Merethist's mask fell off. He didn't give chase. He couldn't. Merethist had wanted to run - he'd let him. Prince Charming was all too busy realizing exactly what he'd done. Kissed someone in public. While that someone was male. Not that any in the ballroom would be aware, of that, but still. Charming had to have ruined himself then and there. He had no more words. There was nothing else he could say. He wondered if there would ever be anything he would be able to say.
"A spell." The princess moved forward through the crowd and gazed at Charming in a very defiant manner. She was indeed the one he had just saved. He looked at her, slightly taken aback. "Right?" She raised her brows, moving forward to loop her arm with his. "Prince Charming I think it would be in your best interests to come with me." She murmured, looking at the angry and silent crowd before pulling the prince along with her, quickly bending down to pick up the mask that had clattered to the ground.
She then led Charming outside, into the gardens, pausing to take a breath. "And I'd thought you had some common sense!" She complained, staring up at him, obviously exasperated. "Turns out defeating dragons and finding one's way to the highest tower doesn't take that much knowledge after all!"
Prince Charming watched the princess with a small grimace. "What do you want?" He muttered, looking to the ground in obvious humiliation. He hadn't meant to... It had been pure impulse!
The princess looked up. "I'll say it was a spell or something." She replied, putting her hands on her hips. "Luckily for you I was thankful, and there are people who still won't believe me, but anyway, back to the current subject. You'd better hide your little girly well or she'll be in quite a bit of trouble." The princess smirked. "I'm only doing this because my mind is still stuck in the wilderness, you know. When I make it to civilization you're screwed, Prince Charming. Anyway, I'd better get back to my ball. See you." She gave the mask to his before turning on her heel and leaving.
Charming nodded to the princess silently. "Thank you." He murmured, watching her leave. He knew that even if she had saved him from an undesirable fate she didn't appreciate his kissing either. It would be hard to find a princess who didn't care about that. He walked slowly into the garden, shooting the ground a rather dull look. He was approaching the cherry tree now, unaware that Merethist was anywhere near the place. He examined the mask for a moment before taking his eyes away from it with an inaudible sigh. Situations like this were always the hardest and it seemed as if he were always stuck in the hardest of situations.
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Posted: Mon Sep 24, 2007 11:48 pm
Merethist was still under the branches, sitting on the dew-dampened grass with a defeated air. He'd have no female friends now and even if they had benn a tad insufferable, he had liked a few of them. resting his head against his knees, arms wrapped around his legs as he sighed softly, willing to wait out until they left. He had realised his mask was gone and was also aware that the princesses would most likely burn it or something terrible like that. It had been such a lovely mask too..
Merethist heard chatter and froze, biting his lip and curling more into himself as he listened to whoever it was. One was female, that was reason enough to stay hidden. Merethist couldn't surpress a small whimper as he realised one had left and the other was staying, trying to keep hidden and stay safe. He hadn't paid attention, but he knew enough to know he was considered a rival to every one of Charming's fans--and that must have been hundreds--leaving him with very little choice on the matter, he was too old to inflict up Jay anymore and that was that, he didn't want to burden anyone else.
"no!! go away please!!" Merethist hissed quite suddenly, realising the small bird he had befriended was chriping around in a couple of the branches directly infront of him. The bird persisted in chirping louder at him now and Merethist shook his head.
"no!! I can't feed you right now!!" he hissed in a whisper, though he stilll had to understand the concept of whispering yet. He was just talking a little quieter than he usually did.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 6:03 pm
Prince Charming turned, feeling a mild curiousity emcompass him as he heard the chirping of a bird. And then he heard the voice. One that he was rather sure he could accurately identify as Merethist's. Merethist who was obviously trying to quiet down the bird. So obviously. Not very quietly at all. Merethist evidentally hadden gotten the gist of the word 'sneaky' yet.
The voice was coming from the small den-like area the warped cherry tree formed. Obviously Merethist's hiding place. Charming hesitated, was completely silent for a few moments, and then moved forward slowly. "Merethist?" He breathed the word, wondering if he'd even be heard. He was almost positive he would be. Prince Charming was angry. Angry, and mostly at himself for messing things up. Not that he was really thinking about how he'd messed things up with Merethist, but he was thinking about his reputation. Spell or not, he had still kissed someone in public, and chances were everyone in the world would be aware in about fifteen minutes.
The prince approached the cherry tree, watching it closely and clutching the mask that had fallen off of Merethist minutes earlier. He didn't know what exactly to say, or how. It was just as if his thoughts on Merethist had majorly accumulated while he hadn't seen him. That had prompted the kiss. He had been thinking about it much too much. Much too much as of late.
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Posted: Tue Sep 25, 2007 11:40 pm
Merethist felt himself tense as he heard Prince Charming say his name and he gave the bird a disdainful look, silently telling it off for being so noisy, the bird twittered happily in return. He was ruined now and the bird was most likely, his only friend. He sighed miserably as he peeked at Prince Charming through a gap in tha branches, before getting up and walking through the branches, standing in front of Prince Charming.
"are you going to tell me off..??" he asked quietly, feeling as if this whole mess was his fault. He had stepped closer to Charming after the kiss was given to him and that was when things got bad. He clasped and unclasped his hands infront of him, looking down, if a little timidly.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 3:11 am
Charming watched as Merethist finally walked out to stand before him. "Tell you off...?" He raised his brows, unconciously moving a step forward, nearer to Merethist. Charming was very aware indeed at how much of this had been his fault. He wasn't much for admitting it, but he had been the one who had kissed Merethist in the first place. In the very first place; even if he'd been drunk and thought Merethist was a princess.
He glanced at the mask in his hands before rather blankly offering it to Merethist. He could think of nothing to say - not really. Amazing how when you have it all planned out in every different possible situation you forgot one. And then you forget it all in the first place. Yet... in the first place you usually don't really expect the guy who's virginity you carelessly stole to show up at a ball held in your honor.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 4:41 am
Merethist kept his gaze down, trying to ignore how close Charming was getting and he struggled to not move, he wanted to step forward and then a bigger part of him wanted to step back and flee back into his den, it was his safe haven. Merethist felt his heart fluttering and he felt uncomfortable right now, he didn't know what to do with himself right now.
Merethist blinked as the mask came into his downcast vision and he slowly reached out his hands and took it; flinching a little when he did. He was not so sure of Charming, he confused the Sakura Phantom terribly. He was now positive this had been a bad idea, attending the ball. He looked up to Charming and smiled, fixing the mask in place with slightly trembling fingers. "I...shouldn't have come here.." he said quietly, looking away from Charming and to a rose bush a few feet away. "..I think i'll just go to bed.." he finished, hands twisting nervously in his skirts.
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 12:47 pm
Prince Charming watched Merethist as closely as he could, hoping not to be detected with his eyes practically locked on the other. As if everyone was still watching him. But shockingly he just hadn't cared when everyone had been watching them. No, but now it felt as if he cared. He watched Merethist take the mask, letting his hands fall to his sides. He watched as Merethist smiled. Listened as Merethist spoke.
His hands weren't at his sides for very long. He moved forward, wrapping his arms around Merethist and pulling the other to him rather carelessly. This was him sort of accepting and realizing his seemingly new desires, he guessed. He bent his head down to press a kiss to Merethist's lips - he was already screwed, why not dig himself into his hole just a little deeper? Why did he even care?
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Posted: Wed Sep 26, 2007 1:12 pm
Merethist felt Prince Charming's eyes on him and felt his face flush with embarrassment, uncomfortable with being studied so closely. He darted his gaze up to Charming and then over to the rose bush again, trying to fight off the blush; that only intensified as he felt arms encircle him and a body against his own. He made a small startled sound, his blush now ten times worse as he leaned a little against the Prince, hands resting on his chest as he kept his gaze on the foliage.
"Ch-Charming...??" he asked quietly, startled out of his stupor as he suddenly realised where he was and heard voices nearby. This wouldn't do, they'd stare at him hatefully again!! He made to move but stilled once he felt lips across his own, startled for a moment before he returned the gentle kiss, a little familiar with the gesture from Charming. It was safe to say that Charming had wormed his way into Merethist's attentions.
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