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The Land Of The Dreamers
Banana Fish
Apollonia Stefanelli, now known as 'Sienna Golzine', was a gorgeous former stripper who then became Dino Golzine's daughter. Exploited since she was younger, she dreamt of living the life of her dreams together with her friend, Ash Lynx, aka Aslan Jade Callenreese. But fighting for a life like that was not easy, as they struggled with their inner darkness started to slowly swallowing them out.
Prologue
Chapter1
Chapter2
#banana fish#bananafish#AshLynx#EijiOkumura#SingSooLing#yut lung lee#blanca#Max Lobo#shunichi ibe#aslan jade callenreese
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Chapter2
"Banana Fish...What an unique name."
Sienna flipped through the pages as she sat down thinking. War is a scary thing, isn't it? It could even cause a man to be so disconnected from the world around him, even his dear wife. She then turned around to look at the man in the wheelchair whose pair of jade green eyes that was just like Ash's, just that they were staring emptily on the ground. Did this thing did it to you? For what purpose?
"Are you hungry, Griffin? I will make you something." She got up and made her way towards the kitchen, ( it was barely a kitchen because there was only a stove and some other basic cooking stuff). She started by chopping the onions, sauteing them before cooking the bacon and adding some more other ingredients. She ensured that extra cheese was added since Skip, the young boy who was also involved with Ash's gang, love it when extra cheese was served. While waiting for the soup to be cooked, Sienna took the last remaining pills and began crushing them for Griffin to swallow better. She must make sure to tell Ash to to replenish the medicine.
Ash had gone to see Dino Golzine, the mafia don that 'owns' them and at the same time, a fat greedy creature who was good-for-nothing.Honestly speaking, why was he even alive? Sienna hoped that the meeting went well, after all, this thing called Banana Fish might be the key to her and Ash's freedom; a way to escape from Dino for good.
Suddenly, the unlocking of the door could be heard. Sienna took out her gun and hid right behind the door, ready to strike. To her relief, it was Skip.
"You are back, Skip. Food's ready I think." Sienna smiled as she kept her gun.
" Hi Sienna! Are you making potato soup? It smells great!" Skip said excitedly as he hung his jacket, "your cooking always taste good."
Sienna looked at Skip fondly, " thanks, Skip...can you help me get some bowls?"
"Sure thing! Anything for you, Sienna." Skip replied with a bright grin before going away with quicken steps.
Sienna was always happy to see the kid due to the fact that he was adding some innocence to the gang which was why Sienna treated him like one of her little brothers back home.
Home... She paused at the thought as she stirred the soup.
The memory of her home was vague but Sienna did remember her siblings. Her bestie older brother Angelo, her younger reliable sister Gina, the jokester fraternal twins Luca and Lucia and lastly, her youngest brother Santino. How are they? She wondered. Maybe Angelo got a nice girlfriend? With his looks, a lot of girls must have been swooned by him. Had Gina finally got the puppy she wanted? She used to cry for a puppy back then. Did the twins manage to invent the toffee yet? They once mentioned that they wanted to invent some sort of toffee that could cause people to fart immediately when consumed. I wonder if Santino is playing baseball? He had a strong grip so he must have a talent...
Memories flooded her mind one by one. Back then, she was very innocent and happy, probably a bit rough on occasions like Skip. Sienna chuckled, " I do hope that they forget about me though..."
" I will definitely not forget about you, Sienna!"
Snapped back to reality, Sienna jumped back in shock as she caught the ladle just in time before it fell on the floor. "Fucking hell, Skip! You scared the hell out of me!" Sienna yelped while Skip reacted by looking at her weirdly. He then took a breath before speaking, " There is no way in hell I will forget about you, Sienna. Without you, I would have starved to death!" Skip emphasised by exclaiming at the 'death' part. In return, Sienna gave a faint smile as she pinched his cheeks, " silly, don't talk about death while you are in the gang. You will jinx yourself."
Skip just pouted in reply, "I am already twelve years old, mom..."
Hearing this, Sienna slapped Skip's head in pretended anger. "Dude, I am too young to be a mom of a twelve year old so don't 'mom' me!"
"Yeah yeah, sis. I am hungry."
Sienna shrugged her shoulders, " go and get the portion you want. I will be feeding Griffin."
Happiness swelled in her heart as Sienna saw Skip's eyes brightening while scooping some soup into his bowl. She just needs to live in the moment...
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Putting down the half empty bowl, Sienna sighed in dismay. Griffin's condition was not getting better and was eating less and less. If this go like this...
"Sienna?"
With her train of thoughts coming to a halt, Sienna turned around, seeing Ash who just came back.
"How is Griff?" He asked with a concerning tone as he took off his jacket before walking towards her.
"Same as always, nothing new...where is Skip?"
"He left just now." Ash replied. " Are you alright? You seem troubled."
Surprised, Sienna gave Ash a look with him smiling in return. " I known you for a long time, I can feel it when you are troubled with something."
"Nothing much, just about Arthur. He has been causing quite a stir." Sienna emphasised, remembering the scene when Arthur was in the room with Dino, together with the fact that Arthur was till on about his grudge with Ash about both his territory and fingers."We should do something it. He is power hungry and vindictive."
Ash hummed in return while taking out something from his pocket, "Yup. I heard from Skip. I need to settle with him one of these days."
Sienna nodded as her eyes landed on the pendant Ash was holding. It was what the man had given them before he died.
" Want to have a look?"
Sensing a nod, Ash gave the pendant to Sienna whom the later began to analyse it. Sienna thought, it looks like an ordinary pendant...wait, there seems to be something inside! She started to fiddle with it with her fingers and soon realised that she was able to open it.
"Found anything?" Ash moved nearer to Sienna to have a better view of the unknown object. " A locket..." He straightened and reached out, earning a nod from Sienna as she returned the locket back to the blonde.
" What type of powder is that? " Sienna questioned, her mind racing around. It is clearly not heroin.
"I wonder..." Ash murmured before moving towards Griffin and knelt down. Sienna watched silently as he put his hands on his knees and begged, " did this banana fish did this to you? Please tell us Griffin."
It was hopeless. Both of them knew. Ash stood up and sighed, " I need to go to Dr Meredith to get some more meds." Just as Ash was about to leave, Sienna grabbed his arms to stop him.
"We need to send Skip to school, Ash." Her eyes wavered. "He needs a proper education...not getting involve with all the fightings...not getting involve with Golzine...but getting a degree and mix with boys his age. Just doing what normal kids do. I don't want him to end up like us." She finished nervously as silence enveloped the room. While waiting for Ash's reaction, she held her trembling hand. It was her job to take care of Skip since he was a runaway orphan so she needed to take in great consideration of the boy's future. Skip was a brave and bright boy, it would be a waste for him to mix with thugs. Though both Sienna and Ash were properly educated in basic academics, nothing beats school where it can provide a better future for Skip.
To her relief, Ash nodded his head and a smile flickered across his handsome face as he put his hand on Sienna's which was a bit too intimate to be that of friends. " That's a good idea, Sienna. He needs to have a better childhood which we were not provided with."
Sienna's smiled back, her smile was like a sudden beam of light illuminating the darkest corners of the room. " Then how does St Andrew's Elementary School sound? It is within the area. Skip would like it there."
"There should do, he would like it there." Ash commented, excitement were hinted in his words." I will make some arrangements."
Happy with the outcome, Sienna waved, " have a safe trip!"
"I will, bye." Ash waved back and the door was shut.
A/N: Sienna found Skip in the streets when she was 15 years old while Skip was about 9 or 10. Apparently, Skip's father was an abusive man and his mother was very timid so he ran away from home. Sienna took him in out of pity to help her care for Griffin in case something happen to her and Ash.
Note: The St Andrew's school thing was made up after a high school in my country so it does not exist unless due to some coincidences. Plus credits go to Akemi Yoshida.
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Chapter1
It was pitch black.
How long had passed? An hour? A day? Or a week?
Sienna remembered that she was drugged right after she had stabbed a man in the eye. Not an ordinary man, but a politician. A disgusting one at that. That man...was his name Jackson or Johnson? Sienna did not bother to remember her clients' names after they left cause she catered to many more customers compared to the other girls who did the regular shifts.
What a shitty life, she thought in daze.
Yeah, compared to the other children, her life was shit, but not as shitty as those of the child prostitutes. Unlike those prostitutes who sold their bodies, be it female or male, she sold fantasies. And she was supposed to create them to make her rich clients happy.
But what's the use now? In the end, they were all whores anyway.
Sienna's head throbbed as she tried to sit up. She then realised that she was tied up and began to struggle with it as she began to survey her surroundings. This was not the strip club where she belonged to. She could hear the noises outside her cage. The noises belonged to bidders trying to bid for kids they favoured as toys.
Damn it. Oh damn it. So she was in the middle of an auction. The strip club owner Luigi must be selling her off at a high price.
"It's no use. You cannot escape once you are here."
Sienna turned her head to the voice. "Have you tried it before?" She asked, her head hung low, touching her bare chest.
"Countless time." He said with deep melancholy.
"Can...you...at least tell me where is this place?" She sniffed, tears forming in her eyes as her long blond hair covered her face. She could feel the pitiful gaze of the boy on her which caused her to feel a bit shameful due to the fact that they were both naked.
After what seemed to be an eternity, the boy finally said, "Club Cod. A child sex- trafficking establishment."
The words were like the sharp edges of a blade. So she was a child prostitutes now? How laughable. How could life be shittier? God who was fair towards all? What bullshit! What exactly did she do to deserve a life like this?
" Hey. What's your name?"
The boy paused, looking back at her.
" Why do you ask?"
" I feel that you will survive long." Sienna answered, as if all the melancholy in her was gone, and instead, a flicker of light was ignited in her. " So?
" Aslan. I was called Ash back at home." Ash introduced himself with a hint of sadness in him. His gaze meeting the girl beside him, hinting her to say her name. It felt so weird. Introducing each other in this situation when they would likely not meet each other again.
"Sienna..." She said, barely a whisper. " Nice meeting you, Ash. Despite our circumstances, I am happy to meet you at least..."
Suddenly, the cloth that covered the cage was lifted off and light began to engulfed the cage as Sienna winced at the sensation. There were adults, mostly men, who were ogling at the both of them like they were animals.
" And now, we have our main course!" The voice of the emcee boomed across the microphone, trying to sound excited. " This two beautiful children with blond hair, ages eleven come as a package. Pure whites and are as fresh as raw meat. Bidding starts from 2-hundred thousand dollars!" Both Sienna and Ash cringed at their description as they surrendered to their fates. Sienna's eyes landed on Ash, thinking about how pretty he was with his platinum blond hair and jade green eyes which somehow calmed her down amidst the horrendous situation they were both in.
"Six-hundred thousand!"
" Six-hundred and five-hundred thousand!"
" One million."
Hearing the bid, silence enveloped the room as all the audience gasped. One million for two kids that will die in a few years? Who is crazy enough to do that?
Both Sienna and Ash looked up, only to see a bald elderly man with grey eyebrows and and a thin trimmed white moustache. Seeing that the two children were looking at him, the man grinned, his smile wicked and dangerous, like a predator stalking it.
That smile would forever etched in Sienna's mind.
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And now eight years later...
Wind shuffled trash into corner, creating a loud 'thud' as they landed on the ground, attracting the mice while the odour filled the air, overwhelming Sienna who covered her nose in disgust.
" You should really get used to it, Sienna. No princess privileges here." The sound of splashed water could then be heard and there came a guy with platinum blond hair, his hood barely covering his handsome features. Sienna only huffed at her best friend's arrival, " stop being such a show- off, Ash. The noises can attract others you know that!"
Ash shrugged in response. " Who cares. This is my territory so I will..." Before he could finish, he was interrupted by Sienna's hand covering his mouth. "Shush! Hear that." She whispered, gesturing behind with her fingers. Her scent, which resembled vanilla, wafted through Ash's nostril, causing the blonde boy to turn his head aside as the tips of his ears turned red.
Multiple gunshots could then be heard. Two approximately. A dark figure could then be seen lurking towards them.
Sienna put her right hand into her pocket, making sure that her fingers were touching the handle of her revolver. Noticing this, Ash squeezed her arm, gesturing that the figure was not a threat. Trusting Ash, Sienna let go of the handle as she walked towards the figure behind along with Ash who was in front of her.
Groans could be heard as the two blondes moved nearer. It was a man, about in his forties and was collapsing on the ground.
He is not in Ash's gang but I never seen him with Dino or Arthur either, so who is he? Sienna wondered, thoughts racing as she bent down to examine the stranger further.
"Help me." He whimpered, flumping to the ground. Two gunshot wounds clearly visible on his chest. Noticing this, Ash crouched down and he too, began to check on the man.
"Are you...No, you are definitely not alright." Ash said, frowning due to the large quantities of blood that the man had lost due to the wounds. Suddenly, the man passed Ash a bottle and gripped his shoulder, " 42 Westwood, L...Lost Angeles..."
The words he said next, shocked them both.
"B...Banana...fish."
He died right after saying that.
A/N: OMG, this is worse than I thought... it sounds so boring...
#banana fish#bananafish#AshLynx#EijiOkumura#SingSooLing#LeeYutLung#DinoGolzine#MaxLobo#shunichi ibe#aslan jade callenreese
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Prologue
A/N : This story mentions about violence, sexual abuse and some other might be inappropriate stuff. Viewers under the age of 16 be cautioned.
The girl with light ash blonde hair grinned mischievously as she lowered herself, trying her best not to be spotted. She glanced at her brother Angelo, who, like her, was a young boy that love to spook their friend, Harrison. They signalled to each other before shouting, "here's Johnny!" They then slapped their hands on Harrison's shoulders, causing the ravenette to lose his balance and fell due to shock as the Stefanelli siblings exploded with laughter.
"Got you Harry! You got to try harder!" The blond girl laughed, holding her belly as she continued to laugh, much to Harrison's annoyance. He shouted, moving to the side like how a cat does, " oh shut up Apollonia! I am not hiding so stop being so annoying!" Apollonia only give Harrison a stick out tongue, "so what?"
Apollonia was a eight-year-old girl who resided in Texas along with her family which consisted of her Italian-American parents, her nine-year-old brother Angelo, and four other younger siblings. Despite her family's poverty, their father was known as a good man so they were very well-liked, especially Apollonia whose immeasurable beauty stunned even adults.In town, there were even talks of her future marriage candidates. But the only boy she played with was her nine-year-old neighbour Harrison Miller.
Amidst their usual bicker, Angelo noticed Harrison's notebook which was left forgotten on the dried grass. Out of curiosity, he picked up the notebook and began to flip through it. The first few pages were filled with some random doodles and some abstract drawings.Just as Angelo was about to flip the next page, the notebook was snatched away by Harrison. " How many times have I said that you cannot look at my stuff without permission, Angelo!?" Harrison shouted angrily, his darkened jade green eyes and redden cheeks reflected his anger.
Seeing Harrison's reaction, Angelo tilted his head in wonder. Though Harrison was always angry at Angelo for taking his things, he had never looked like that. Just now, he looked like he was...embarrassed? Angelo smirked at a certain thought as he moved closer to Harrison.
" What did you draw in that notebook, Harry? A girl?"
As if he was electrocuted, Harrison froze before he began to blush and glance at Apollonia who was at a corner playing with his golden retriever, Teddy. Then remembering Angelo's scrutinising gaze, snapping back to reality. " It...its not! Just go away Angelo!"
"Ohoho, Harry..." Angelo's shady smile deepened as he grabbed Harrison's sleeve.
"Let's have a talk, man with man."
"The hell? Oi! Angelo! stop it!" Angelo ignored his cries as he dragged him to somewhere for the 'man and man' talk.
Meanwhile, something huge happened in the Stefanelli household.
Blood dripped down Antonio Stefanelli's head as he looked up at his assailant in fright and trembled under his gaze. His wife, Gianna stood rooted near the doorway while holding their five months old son, Santino, close. Her face was paled and was also shaking so badly that she could hardly stand still.
" It has been months, Antonio. The debt must be collected today if not you just have to die." The assailant said, brandishing a swiss army knife."The don does not have the same patience as me you see."
" Please, Luigi! Just give me a day, I will definitely pay back tomo... AHH! " Antonio cried out in agony as Luigi pulled off the knife from his leg.
" Antonio!" Gianna cried, causing Santini to wail as it resounded throughout the room.
" I suggest you go to your room, woman. Or I kill the baby. You wouldn't want that would you?" Luigi threatened, his tone crazily gentle despite his maniacal smile as he licked the blood off his knife. Fearfully and anxiously, Gianna fled upstairs with Santino in her arms.
While Gianna was gone, Luigi whistled the tune, ' Mary Had A Little Lamb'. He played with his knife as he whistled the tune over and over again, body leaning against the kitchen table. His gaze wondering around the house as if Antonio was forgotten. His gaze subconsciously landed on a photo of a beautiful young girl with long wavy blond hair and blue eyes, resembling a doll. Sweet and cute.
It was a photo of Apollonia.
Sensing that Antonio had stiffened up, Luigi smirked once more before sauntering over and picked up the photo frame. He then caressed the photo, tracing the face of Apollonia. " Did not know that a dirtbag like you can have such a beautiful daughter. A girl like her with blond hair and blue eyes are rare breeds. Guess sadly she hits the genetics chart."
" W..wha...what do you want?" Antonio stuttered, shivering with fear.
Putting down the photo, Luigi laughed. His laugh was ominous, making the situation was than the ones in the movies. " Let's have a deal, Antonio."
Antonio flinched at his words, thinking what a person like Luigi might want.
Luigi continued, " Give me your daughter, Antonio. Then your debts will be cleared plus a five hundred dollars as a bonus."
Shocked in disbelief, Antonio argued." I am not willing to give my daughter to you! Kill me if you must but not my daug...!" His words were unfinished as a punch landed on his face, making him holding his face due to the pain.
" Can't believe what an idiot you are, not understanding your own situation. We could have killed your entire family but we chose to use the more troublesome way cause we Italians emphasise on family." Antonio widened his eyes and Luigi moved on. " We have men stationed at the stations, so you can neither run now hide which is wise that you give your daughter to me."
" Or else, you want your entire family to be killed?" He finished with a lazy smile, lighting up a cigarette.
" Now let's sign our deal, shan't we? Antonio?"
A/N: sorry if this is inaccurate. I had only watched the godfather, Vincenzo and banana fish. Most credits belong to banana fish.
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MASTERLIST
IKEMEN PRINCE:
The Ricci Family Shenanigans
Having A child That Resembles Emma( Chevalier) Pt1/Pt2/Pt3/Pt4
Having A Child That Resembles Emma( Licht) Pt1
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Ikemen Prince( Ricci family shenanigans) May have spoilers
FEDERICO RICCI (First prince)- Silvio’s copy with MC’s demeanour
LAURENT RICCI ( Second prince)-MC’s copy with blue eyes and Silvio’s demeanour( Loves money)
ALESSIO RICCI ( Third prince)-MC’s face with dark blue hair and blue eyes and mix personalities ( The most attractive but is really good in fights)
SILVIA RICCI (Only princess and child no.4)- Silvio’s copy with MC’s personality
RICCARDO RICCI (The baby and a late bloomer)-MC’s face with Silvio’s colourings
A/N: Five children cause why not? You will know once you read Silvio’s epilogues
ACT 1: THE ‘MERCHANT ‘ OF BENITOITE
STARRING: Rio, Federico(10), Laurent(9), Alessio(7), Silvia(4), Riccardo(0)
“ Must I take this role?” Rio, the ‘babysitter’ of the day, smiled tensely as he met the children’s gazes which were filled with enthusiasm.
“Of course! You are the tallest among all of us!” Alessio replied back with a smirk while he adjusted the eyepatch that Rio was forced to wear right now.”Ok, perfect!”
The other children began to comment on Rio’s eyepatch, “ Wow, he looks like Gil” Hearing their comment, Rio could not help but frown, “ Don’t call him that. He is a world calamity so it is Emperor Gilbert for you all.” “ Why not? We have wars all the time anyway, might as well make use of him to gain some profits.” Laurent argued. Despite his uncanny resemblance to Emma, he has the exact same annoying attitude as his father so he was always the major source of headache for the adults. Rio sighed before he asked “so...what is the storyline for today’s show?”
“It is...” Laurent began.
The room went silence.
“The Merchant of Benitoite!” He finished with a grin, “Laurent Ricci’s edition of Mama’s book! Now all of you bow down to me! Hahaha!”
“...”
“Moron.”
“Nonsense, over my dead body.”
“I don’t want to do it.”
“Goo...goo”
“Hey!” Laurent shouted, his face turning red.
“Whatever. Let’s just start! Silvia!”
Silvia, who was at a corner, snapped the board, saying the word’Action’
Federico started first, “ Once upon a time, there was this wealthy merchant whose wife and son were kidnapped by a gang who demanded a huge ransom from the merchant...”
“Hey, gang boss! I brought the money, so give lady and my son back!” Laurent yelled, pretending that there was a door for him to kick like how he usually did.
“Laurent! You don’t call your wife ’lady’!Follow the script!” Alessio hollered.
“So? I heard that Father called Mama that!”
“Boys! How about let’s just change the plot a bit? Also, Laurent, you should not call your wife that, are we clear?” Rio said in a firm manner as he placed both hands on each boy’s shoulder.
“But...!”
“Are we clear?” Rio smiled, but his tone was dark.
‘Yes...Uncle Rio.” Laurent nodded, not daring to continue.
“Good, now let’s go back to the plot.”
“Ok...so,” Alessio paused before he continued, “ what profit can we gain from setting them free?”
“Well, you got the ransom?”
“But we can just kill you and sell all of your organs. We can gain even more profit from it.” Alessio threatened with an evil smirk, taking his role seriously.
“Er...boys?”
“Wait...it is a good idea! Kill them right now!” Laurent grinned, taking his toy sword from his sheath, “ but I will kill the pirate first!” He then pointed his sword at Rio before charging towards him.
Puzzled, Rio’s eyes widened. “What? I am a pirate now? Why the sudden plot change?”
“Cause you asked for it,” Federico stated as he face palmed.
“Damn you, Laurent! Follow the script for god’s sake!”
“Alessio! Language!” Rio chided while dodging Laurent’s upcoming blows.
“Wait! Riccardo is trying to say his first word!” Silvia exclaimed, holding Riccardo whose lips was trying to form words. Hearing the announcement, everybody stopped what they were doing and stared at Riccardo.
“D...da...damn..damn!”
Silence enveloped the room.
“Alessio!”
He was so dead.
It was an usual day at the Benitoitian palace when both the king and queen were not around.
The writing is shitty IK.
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Thank you @whitelittlebunny and everyone who got me to 50 reblogs!
Having a child that really resembles Emma
“ Please take care of Antoine in my stead.”
Those were her last words before she left both Chevalier and their newborn son, Antoine, behind.
Chevalier stared at Emma’s cold body in daze.
“Simpleton?”
His face turned pale and his fists clenched until they bleed, refusing to believe any of this even though deep in his heart he knew that she was gone.Feeling an emotion that he had never felt before, he left the room in silence after he had taken a glance of Antoine, who was crying loudly as if for the loss of his mother.
After that day, Chevalier had changed.
He move all his books to another private library and stored all of Emma’s books and things in her room which was remained untouched.He also spent his time in the battlefields almost everyday to let go his emotions which was anger and helplessness.And instead of taking care of Antoine himself, he left it to the maids and nanny.As if he wanted to forget about her completely, but he knew that he cannot forget.Not with his monstrous ability of photographic memory.
Sariel, Rio and the other princes noticed it too but they could not bring themselves to blame him.They knew that even a beast has emotions.
A few years had passes, and Antoine has a very strong resemblance to his mother and is an exact copy of her.
He resembles his mother in terms of appearance but he resembles Chevalier’s personality quite a bit with his cold aura and also his love for books.He was very curious about his mother but his father always glared at him whenever he mentions about it.Despite his independence, he wanted his father’s attention, praise and love, but he never give him what he wanted.
So ,both Sariel and Rio has taken the roles for Chevalier as fathers.
Sariel is responsible for teaching Antoine about life while Rio is in charge of supporting him like a mother but there is still something missing in his heart.
There was a time when Antoine was browsing through the library when he found a small room with only a chair at the back.He walked inside out of curiosity and saw a painting on top of the chair.
The painting is a beautiful woman that seems to have the same face as him with the name “Queen Emma of Roses” at the bottom.Out of a sudden he felt a cold air behind him and to his surprise, it was chevalier.
Chevalier was glaring at him so sharply that Antoine tensed up and could only stuttered. “ Fa……ther……”
“Leave.”
Chevalier demanded, almost shouting with hostility to his own son.
Want a part two?
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Ikemen Prince -Chevalier Michel x MC
Romantic Ending After Chapter 23 FANFIC
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SPOILER AHEAD
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After choosing Chevalier to be the king of Rhodolite, I’ve returned to my slightly boring life. Rio on the other hand, quitted his job at the palace and returned to work at the bookstore.
To make myself busy, I plan to do something that I really wanted. Rio gave his support to help me and I discussed a lot of things with the owner of the shop.
No matter how painful it is to be separated from Chevalier, the man I love, I won’t let myself live in sorrow. I chose this decision and I’m proud of it.
I spend weeks preparing for the business venture I've planned. Everything was going fine until something happened.
“Here you go MC, the famous rose-shaped pastries of Rhodolite!” Rio announced and put a plate on the table.
It was still morning and he’s lively as ever. Rio sometimes visits me every morning to have breakfast with me. Now, he came with sweet pastries and told me that I have to have it.
“Good morning too Rio..” I said while trying to cover my yawn with a hand.
I was about to get the rose-shaped cookies when I felt my stomach turn-upside down. I covered my mouth unconsciously and rushed to the bathroom.
“MC, what happened?!” Rio rushed to my side.
Tears formed in the corner of my eyes as I was puking. It felt horrible. It was like I was puking my guts out. Rio held my hair to keep it from falling.
“Didn’t you like rose-shaped cookies? Are you okay now? “ there was a hint of guilt in his voice.
“No, I think it's probably what I ate last night," I said trying to reassure him.
Rio insisted that I take a break from work.
"It's because you're working too hard! Take a break first, MC. "
"I'm fine, Rio. "
But Rio, my friend is persistent. In the end, I agreed with him. I don't really have strength anyway.
"If it worsens, I will accompany you to the doctor later." He said.
I nodded. He excused himself to go to the bookstore and inform the owner.
I drank the tea while I'm reading. It was one of the books King Chevalier gave me.
The memories of us together in the castle rushed through my head. I felt a tug in my heart and I can't help but to shed a tear.
"It hurts.. I miss you so much." I said in tears.
In an instant, I felt something again. I immediately rush to bathroom and puke again.
What is wrong with me?
I tried to remember what happened to me these past few weeks. I have constant headaches. I always felt tired and now I'm puking.
I kept telling myself it's probably just stress but a memory played in my head. The night before I left the castle. King Chevalier and I …when.. we did…
"Impossible.." but it's just one night.
"Could I possibly be?" I said to myself. Instinctively, I held my stomach.
I need to confirm this.
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In a village away from the town, I rode by a horse to look for a doctore. I canot risk anything especially I'm not sure yet about my situation. I left a note for Rio that I went for a walk.
I made a few knocks on the door of a small clinic. The villagers led me here when I asked a while ago.
"Yes, what can I do for you?" A woman who looks nearly in her forties stood infront of the door.
"Hi, uhmm. Can you examine me?" I said in a polite manner.
She opened the door and said. "Oh, well then come inside."
I took a deep breath and nodded.
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"MC! Where did you go?! I was worried that something might happened to you? Are you okay? Are you hurt?" Rio bombarded me with a lot of questions once I went back home.
"Rio.."
His face looks so worried as he examined me. He was waiting for me to continue.
His eyes darted to my hand, carressing my stomach..where my child rest..
The child of King Chevalier and I. A proof of love.
"I'm pregnant. What should I do?"
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So I'm trying to finish what I've been trying to write after finishing Chevalier's Romantic Route. I have many what ifs after the Chapter 23 hahaha.
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𝘚𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭 𝘓𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘠𝘰𝘶: 𝘎𝘪𝘭𝘣𝘦𝘳𝘵 𝘷𝘰𝘯 𝘖𝘣𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘪𝘢𝘯
𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐰, 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐂𝐲𝐛𝐢𝐫𝐝. 𝐏𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦 𝐨𝐮𝐭, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.
𝐓𝐫𝐚𝐧𝐬𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝟏𝟎𝟎% 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭, 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭 𝐦𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬.
{𝘛𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘪𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘺 𝘴𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘪𝘵𝘰𝘳𝘴 𝘤𝘦𝘭𝘦𝘣𝘳𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘌𝘮𝘮𝘢'𝘴 𝘣𝘪𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘥𝘢𝘺}
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A Precious Moment: Chevalier Michel x Reader (Ikemen Prince)
Hi this is my first fanfic, hope you all like it~
Pairing: Chevalier Michel x Reader
Prompt: Chevalier x Reader with their son
Tags: Fluff
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It was almost sunset. You were with your child in the rose garden while waiting for your husband, the king of Rhodolite, Chevalier. The smell of roses reminded you of some memories before. For years, the garden has not changed at all. It was breathtaking and beautiful.
While admiring the beautiful rose garden, your son who was on your lap softly put his hand on yours. His innocent blue eyes like his father looked intently at you. It warms your heart how he resembles Chevalier so much.
“Papa’s will be here soon..” You said to your child. Hearing the word “papa”, your child smiled “You miss your Papa already, huh?”
Your child made cute noises as if he was excited to see Chevalier already. You continued to talk to your child then eventually put him down. You sat down beside him in the grass. You chuckled at how adorable your child is trying to walk properly.
“MC..”
A voice, cold as ice, called you. But you know better that despite his cold appearance, he was comforting and he is the love of your life. You turned to look at him. “Chevalier! We’ve been��Wha…wait!”
“P-pa!” Your child happily called his father. It happened so fast. Your child gets up and excitedly walks small and fast steps to his father.
A rush of panic came to you as you saw him almost stumble, but Chevalier caught him and held him in his arms.
“Excited, aren’t you?” he said while looking at his son.
Your son giggles and wraps his arms to Chevalier’s neck. Both of you and Chevalier smiled at that.
Then the Chevalier looked at you and offered his other hand to you. “Let’s go.”
You nodded and held his hand too. It was one of the precious moments you will treasure and remember everyday.
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What do you think of it? ~ hehe
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I would like to make a request. Please could you write a fanfic where Chevalier adopted a child? Preferably a 5 year old girl. Quiet, calm, cold and sharp on the tongue. She will love books and draw.
Sorry, I don't take requests. But it is a very nice idea! So, maybe I will give it a go but it will take a long time to finish. So, I think it will be better if you ask someone else who would update on time.
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Sariel, the illegitimate prince of a long fallen kingdom?
(not that it matters to the current Sariel)
Today, I'm sharing with you parts of Sariel's both ending clear story, including a curious little story that had left me confused when I first read it. And then I completely forgot about it until his proposal event referenced it. And then the anniversary stories decided to flood him with roses even though he wasn't a prince so I revisited the both end story.
The boy, "the devil's" first memory is a sense of overwhelming sense of loss, despair, and...something heavy that couldn't be named that lingers in the darkness.
???: I'm...
In the young devil's hand is a singular rose.
[skipping to later on in the chapter when Sariel and MC are together and he hands her a diary that was given to him by the previous king. Sariel's sharing his secret with her.]
Sariel: "As you can see, it's a diary."
"It appears that this person had served a position close to a king of a small country."
"From what you can learn from the diary is that..."
The royal family of a small country was often visited by someone known as "the devil". The devil was deeply involved with the royal family. The devil had "tattoo".
(The rest...)
Sariel: "The country is no longer around due to Obsidian's invasion."
MC: "Then..."
Sariel: "The 'devil's' tattoo described matches my own. Perhaps they are not unrelated."
"However, if what's written in this diary is true, this country, which holds a key to my past, is already gone."
I look out the window, but what I'm looking for can only be seen in my imagination.
Sariel: "The king had known about the tattoo under my glove and why I had sought him out. He knew everything."
~~FLASHBACK~~
Sariel: "How long had you known?"
King: "When you took that dagger for me and had a fever from the wound,"
"That night, you had a nightmare and had sweat dripping down your face. I couldn't just watch...and then I learned what was under those gloves."
Sariel: "That was a long time ago..."
"The king's unfair. I had been serving you for so long and didn't know."
King: "We were two who were 'born in the wrong place' and when we met, we were both looking for 'a place to die'."
"Had I told you about your origins back then, you certainly would have been satisfied with the answer you were looking for."
"You would have gone far away to that ruined country."
The king laughed in satisfaction.
King: "But, you can't do that now. You're already the devil of the Rhodolite court."
~END FLASHBACK~
MC: "The king also had a 'secret' to hide from Sariel..."
"'Bloodstained Rose Day'...On the day when he was unsure about his future, he opened up to you."
"And your birthplace was already..."
I think over the words MC mumbled.
(Aside from the king, I had never revealed my past to anyone else in such detail.)
(But...It doesn't feel as bad as I thought it would be.)
Birthplace and unconditional love were both mere fantasies to my old self.
(At least I have one of them now, thanks to you...)
[Skip to Sariel watching MC sleep and recalling a story Rio told him about a devil who had ruined a country with his greed.]
(I know a story awfully similar to that one.)
(Perhaps the story was based on that event.)
How the story Rio told goes:
『There once was a “devil”. The devil wanted a number of treasures that lied in a small country, but the hated devil could not go near the castle. And then one day, a neighboring country declared war on the small country, putting it in danger. The devil offered a deal to the king; in exchange for the treasures, he'd protect the country from larger ones. The king accepted the deal, and the devil held his end by protecting the country. Before long, all of the treasures belonged to the devil, and he had lost interest in the small country. The devil left and at the same time, a larger country destroyed the small one.』
But there's actually more to that story.
While the "devil" wanted the small country's treasures, there was also something else he wanted. He wanted the king's heart, the queen. The queen responded to the devil's feelings and she became pregnant. Meanwhile, war was approaching and the devil stood on the frontlines to protect the queen with his life. When the child was three years old, "that moment" drew near. The queen entrusted the devil with her child, to protect both her national pride and her beloved child. And when the devil was ordered to leave the country, the queen to chose remain and fall with her country. "True love" had made the queen choose death and curse the devil to lose a loved one. The devil, child in his arms, visits the top of a hill overlooking the burnt castle of the fallen country, offering a rose every day. If you crossed the large country, to the southeast was a country full of roses. It had been a dream of both the queen and the devil to visit. When the child was at least four years old, the devil went out like he usually did, but then never came back. The devil's past had caught up to him and he died while the child remained unaware. The queen and the devil. The beloved father and mother of the child were no more. However, there was no way a child as young as he could understand. The devil's bastard child wandered the streets and the forests, day and night, searching for them. Memories become foggy. With an overwhelming sense of loss and despair, the story of a little devil in a distant land began. The child with the blood of the "devil" and a "royal family that was no more".
(I had connected my vague and fragmented memories)
(The diary the king gave me was a big help)
Those feelings that shrouded my heart. As I read the diary, it came back to me. The sense of loss and despair was from losing my beloved mother and father, and my home. The heavy feeling was from the the fate of my mother who had given up her life for me, and the curse on the other side. The "devil" living with the guilt of letting her die.
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The King's Command - Chevalier Michel x Reader (Ikemen Prince)
Pairing: Chevalier Michel x Reader
Prompt: Chevalier spends a day at work with his son
Tags: Fluff
You stood at the doorway of his office, silently watching – no, admiring – the love of your life. The afternoon sun poured in through the windows, casting him in an ethereal glow; his already light hair now appearing platinum. His brilliant blue eyes were cast down, meticulously reviewing the documents covering his desk. Even while performing such a mundane task, Chevalier still managed to take your breath away.
The quill in his hand scratched lightly on the paper as his elegant handwriting filled the page. He paused, setting the quill down on his desk. A tiny hand darted out from its hiding place and grabbed it. When Chevalier reached for his quill and discovered it was missing, he knew precisely who the thief was.
Sighing, he removed the quill from the child’s hand, roughly patting his fluffy blond head. “Papa needs this,” he said quietly.
Your heart filled with warmth watching the two of them, remembering earlier that morning when Chevalier offered to bring the young prince to his office.
“Let me spend some time with him,” Chevalier offered, brushing a kiss on your cheek. “Tell me how the story ends later,” he whispered, smiling at you as he watched you reading.
“He’s a handful,” you warned, as you closed the book, putting it to the side.
Chevalier scoffed. “He’s reading a book.” The young prince was dwarfed in a plush chair, surrounded by piles of books.
“It’s when he is not reading...”
Chevalier scooped his son from the chair and carried him in his arms. “Mama needs some quiet time,” he whispered. “You’re spending the day with me.”
A little finger reached out and flicked his father’s forehead. Stunned, Chevalier stared at his son and then turned to you. “Did he just...?”
Covering your mouth, you stifled a laugh. “He does that all the time. I wonder where he got it from.”
Chevalier turned his attention back to his son and narrowed his eyes. “You do know I am the King?”
The little boy laughed in his face, his laughter free and joyous. “No, you’re papa.” He took his small hands and squeezed his father’s cheeks, a very rare, pale pink blush crept on the King’s face.
It was a small gesture, but when your husband and father of your child was the King, nothing was ever small.
Chevalier’s loud sighs interrupted your thoughts. “No scribbling on papa’s papers.” He tugged at the paper in the young child’s hand, the boy already displaying a firm grip, just like his father.
He held up the document his son just drew all over. “At least your penmanship is more legible than that of your foolish uncle.” Chevalier patted his son’s head, ruffling his blond locks, as he placed a blank sheet of paper for him to draw on.
You continued to watch them; their voices hushed. The young boy looked up at his father with big, blue eyes. Unable to hear what they were saying, one might think Chevalier was telling his son a story.
You couldn’t have been standing there all that long when a sweet voice called out to you.
“Mama!”
Chevalier looked up at you and smiled. “How long were you planning on hiding from us?”
As you approached his desk, your son held his arms out to you, excited to see his mother. Chevalier lifted him up towards your open arms. As soon as he was nestled in your arms, a strong arm wrapped around your waist, tugging you until you fell onto the King’s lap.
“You’re spending the day with us now.” With a wicked grin, Chevalier pressed a kiss to your lips. “Consider this your King’s command.”
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