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To be or not to be?
1 ReviewsShe is engaged to the demon lord and she feels nervous, the one who propose gives consolation. KuraixMadhatter.
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Title: To be or not to be?
Author: Adorkablebanana
Genre: One shot, Angel Sanctuary, shoujo-ai, humor, implications.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: She is engaged to the demon lord and she feels nervous, the one who propose gives consolation. KuraixMadhatter.
To be or not to be?
"Your eyes say no but what does your mind say?"
- Kita Yumi.
Inside the marvelous lush pink room where everything glittered top to bottom, where everything tinsel to lace shimmered and interesting trinkets decorated the place. Jewels spilled in speckled heaps allover the luxurious polished vanity where her elbows were propped to support her head from leaning too forward. She stared at her reflection in the mirror, her reflection staring at her back and she sighed miserably thinking about the main asset starring in her thoughts; Setsuna.
'Setsuna...' The relapse of regret probed her once more. She wondered if he did think about her or, in the least, had recall about her? Did he? She wondered, pondering gloomily feeling the tight ache in her chest, the feeling transgressing time to time when she tinkered around with the stud earring she stolen from Setsuna's body right before leaving to the lower level of hell. Was he angry she had taken it without permission?
Perhaps.
She saw it fit for her to take a little compensation for what she's about to do in two more days.
Everything was for him and only him so it is rightful she gets to keep his earring. It's a keepsake for the after.
"I'm bored," she breathed after awhile. The many material items Hatter brought her has lost it's spark and her interest. She wished she had some sort of company, after all, she isn't the type to stay cooped up, Princess or not.
Her stomach growled cutting the silence dispelling the room. "And apparently hungry too," she frowned rubbing her stomach. The dark laced dress she adorned, beautiful as it appeared to look, bothered her immensely. Moving around trying her best not to tarnish the fancy garb proved more than a challenge. Each stroke she patted her belly one of the many rings covering her fingers often entangled itself and right now her black opal one caught itself between the lace folds. How utterly vexing.
Twisting and turning and a little frustrated yank her finger was set free and she frowned as she analyzed the slight damage on the front of her gown. "Oops," she said, frantically fixing and improvising to cover it up. Maybe no one will notice? At least she hoped so, though the way the silk ribbon hanged crumpled up she doubt even a servant will fail to notice. Damn it!
A entertained smile curled Hatter's lips, for a while Hatter had been sitting beside the Princess perched on top of the vanity tabletop. Leaning casually on a supporting palm the Jester watched amused the young demon Princess struggle. What is more amusing is her oblivion to Hatter's presence, Hatter had materialized there not too long ago, the Princess's lack of perception is to be of inquire.
"I suggest a bow will do the trick," Hatter commented nonchalantly.
"Yeah? Will it really cover it up without being too noticeable?" Kurai answered unaware who she spoke to exactly, too wrapped up in her thoughts. It took a minute to process who actually was speaking to her and it wasn't a figment of her imagination for sure. The Princess did a double take realizing someone just popped in out of the blue. "/HEY!--/ Don't do that! Haven't you heard of knocking!?" said Kurai demandingly. She grunted her irritation at the uncalled drop in, she hated being caught off guard and Hatter's nasty habit to snap in and out whenever the mood kicked in really grated her nerves.
Hatter chuckled richly. "My, my Princess. Did you miss me that much? I promise to drop in more often but as you are aware my business being a Satan does tend to consume my time" Hatter explained. Kurai knew this too, she was conscious of Hatter's duties needing to be fore fill in the underworld. That still didn't do much to sway her loneliness.
Kurai said nothing she merely frowned.
Hatter smiled, perking up. "Now that face isn't one to be worn for such beauty" the Jester said hopping off the tabletop onto sturdy ground.
Kurai's frown deepen hearing the supposed compliment. She stop fussing over her dress sinking on the nearby bed, she wasn't beautiful not in the least. "I'm not...beautiful."
"I believe we discussed this before, Princess. You are beautiful" opposed Hatter smoothly, wearing the confectioning guise. Hatter strode over saucily and stood in front of Kurai's hunched form twirling around her cane.
"Not more than Sara...Setsuna prefers her over me, he sees me as his little sister" Kurai said depressingly, her pink tinted lips (she played around with make-up out of boredom) pouted catching Hatter's interest. "I can't ever be Sara."
"No, you're not Sara, you're Kurai" the Mad Hatter agreed half way "your far more fair than that girl."
"You think so...?" the young demoness asked, her forlorn eyes gazing intently into Hatters' with believing hope.
"Of course Princess" Hatter chuckled tipping her top hat to her "oh course..."
Kurai seemed to have perked up a notch yet not enough to wipe the frown clean off her face. Hatter's eyes gleamed mischievously feeling a familiar quirk coming on. Not a second too soon Hatter slid beside Kurai and planted a quick peck on her lips, pulling back to grin shamelessly. Kurai blinked then blushed beet red registering what transpired. "/OH!/ You perverted clown! What was that for!" she shrieked reddening allover. Hatter kissed her yet again, last time Hatter landed a fast peck in front of Setsuna much to her displeasure.
"I beg your pardon Princess, but as you know it I can't help but kiss a frowning face. I told you before" Hatter made an excuse offhanded looking cynical as ever.
"That's not a good excuse!"
"It's the truth though, I do have my moments on certain times after all."
"You're sick in the head Hatter." Kurai crossed her arms over her chest very arrogant, her slightly curled silver hair whooshed with her constant motions.
"That's why I wear the name 'Mad Hatter' proudly, dear" said Hatter chuckling mirthfully. Bantering on and on with the Princess worked good for stress relieving, the demons down here aside from Asmodeus -where he doesn't reframe from hitting on her- kept to themselves and cruelly stood against her and the lord, Lucifer's, success.
On another level Hatter couldn't bring herself to stop poking fun at the Princess and to her enjoyment Kurai responds back with a spitfire rebuttal. "Why the long face?"
"Nothing different from what I usually feel. Hatter?"
"Yes, Princess?"
"Do you think one day, perhaps, Setsuna will like me?" Kurai asked in what she thought pathetic. The hope in her heart will never burn.
"Anything is possible I guess" the Jester shrugged, "but you belong to lord Lucifer now, remember?" The Jester poured a bit of realization in Kurai's dream. Hatter is right, she is betrothed to the king of hell and there's nothing she can do about it except step forward and welcome the destiny she engaged herself in.
"Yes, I remember and I will keep my promise." Kurai's bright eyes gleamed an honest determination Hatter thought was a bit too endearing but all the same the Jester felt proud she picked the right bride for her beloved lord.
Hatter eyed Kurai's sudden change in attitude and grinned very lewdly. Hatter had an idea occur and was very much in the mood for it, the Jester doubted the Princess might be willing enough to participate but it's worth a try. Hatter leaned in very slowly to allow the Princess a choice to decide if to partake or not. Hatter of course will not force herself on Kurai, she needs the Princess to stay pure for the lord.
Kurai eyes widen immensely staring astonished at Hatter's enclosing lips. "What are you doing...?" barely audible she rasped.
"What does it look like? I want to kiss you, Princess," whispered Hatter huskily "by all means I'm not forcing you to accept." Hatter's lips were mere inches to Kurai's lips.
"I..." She really didn't know. So close and the form Hatter spoke made her feel hazy, she couldn't help but agree. Hatter's voice sounded so slick smooth and so very...seductive. Managing a nod Hatter welcomed the answer by enclosing her lips over Kurai's sweet ones.
A gloved hand cupped the demoness' chin tilting it upward, Hatter now and then worked her way inside the girl's mouth and teased her hesitant tongue to act. Kurai after permitting a few tingling tricks picked up on Hatter's moves and thrust shyly her tongue in and frolicked with Hatter's willingness.
Hatter occasionally stroked Kurai's bottom lip swiping a few licks savoring the girl's intriguing flavor, flavored lip-gloss evidently, and Kurai often nipped very gently the Jester's upper lip. Kurai half the time was fond how Hatter's exceptionally experienced caresses made her skin tingle.
Hatter pulled away, a smirk playing across her reddened lips. Hatter appeared successfully satisfied and telling from the expression stretching the Jester's features she marveled the flamed bashful look overriding Kurai's cute tan face.
"I-I-I swear...I don't know what came over me..." Kurai was having a thorny time striving to clarify her actions. She really didn't know how to go about it.
Hatter knew why the Princess felt extremely flustered and with good reason too, yet, the Jester couldn't hide the pleasure she received off it. An inexperienced girl having a go at a kissing session is rare then to act natural around it --almost bizarre. Hatter's eyes gleamed excitedly, she dipped her lips next to the flinching Princess' cheek and whispered purposely tantalizingly sending shivers from the shell of Kurai's ear to down to her neck swimming down her back. "This is what lust is," Hatter drew back, a mischievous grin twisting her smug face.
Speechless, Kurai couldn't cultivate anything to counteract the sheer trueness the Mad Hatter uttered.
"Tomorrow I will return with more offerings to entertain our future queen. Have a good evening, sweet Princess," back to her humor filled formalities Hatter inclined her head, replacing her peculiar top hat on again she left in a vanishing blink.
Moaning exasperated, Kurai rubbed her pulsing temple familiarizing to the beginnings of a headache. Kissed by a clown and then wondering whether she appeared gracious without the make-up Hatter sucked off her lips topped the end to another memory Kurai will blush in remembrance. 'How honorable' Kurai thought sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
The End.
Title: To be or not to be?
Author: Adorkablebanana
Genre: One shot, Angel Sanctuary, shoujo-ai, humor, implications.
Rating: PG-13
Summary: She is engaged to the demon lord and she feels nervous, the one who propose gives consolation. KuraixMadhatter.
To be or not to be?
"Your eyes say no but what does your mind say?"
- Kita Yumi.
Inside the marvelous lush pink room where everything glittered top to bottom, where everything tinsel to lace shimmered and interesting trinkets decorated the place. Jewels spilled in speckled heaps allover the luxurious polished vanity where her elbows were propped to support her head from leaning too forward. She stared at her reflection in the mirror, her reflection staring at her back and she sighed miserably thinking about the main asset starring in her thoughts; Setsuna.
'Setsuna...' The relapse of regret probed her once more. She wondered if he did think about her or, in the least, had recall about her? Did he? She wondered, pondering gloomily feeling the tight ache in her chest, the feeling transgressing time to time when she tinkered around with the stud earring she stolen from Setsuna's body right before leaving to the lower level of hell. Was he angry she had taken it without permission?
Perhaps.
She saw it fit for her to take a little compensation for what she's about to do in two more days.
Everything was for him and only him so it is rightful she gets to keep his earring. It's a keepsake for the after.
"I'm bored," she breathed after awhile. The many material items Hatter brought her has lost it's spark and her interest. She wished she had some sort of company, after all, she isn't the type to stay cooped up, Princess or not.
Her stomach growled cutting the silence dispelling the room. "And apparently hungry too," she frowned rubbing her stomach. The dark laced dress she adorned, beautiful as it appeared to look, bothered her immensely. Moving around trying her best not to tarnish the fancy garb proved more than a challenge. Each stroke she patted her belly one of the many rings covering her fingers often entangled itself and right now her black opal one caught itself between the lace folds. How utterly vexing.
Twisting and turning and a little frustrated yank her finger was set free and she frowned as she analyzed the slight damage on the front of her gown. "Oops," she said, frantically fixing and improvising to cover it up. Maybe no one will notice? At least she hoped so, though the way the silk ribbon hanged crumpled up she doubt even a servant will fail to notice. Damn it!
A entertained smile curled Hatter's lips, for a while Hatter had been sitting beside the Princess perched on top of the vanity tabletop. Leaning casually on a supporting palm the Jester watched amused the young demon Princess struggle. What is more amusing is her oblivion to Hatter's presence, Hatter had materialized there not too long ago, the Princess's lack of perception is to be of inquire.
"I suggest a bow will do the trick," Hatter commented nonchalantly.
"Yeah? Will it really cover it up without being too noticeable?" Kurai answered unaware who she spoke to exactly, too wrapped up in her thoughts. It took a minute to process who actually was speaking to her and it wasn't a figment of her imagination for sure. The Princess did a double take realizing someone just popped in out of the blue. "/HEY!--/ Don't do that! Haven't you heard of knocking!?" said Kurai demandingly. She grunted her irritation at the uncalled drop in, she hated being caught off guard and Hatter's nasty habit to snap in and out whenever the mood kicked in really grated her nerves.
Hatter chuckled richly. "My, my Princess. Did you miss me that much? I promise to drop in more often but as you are aware my business being a Satan does tend to consume my time" Hatter explained. Kurai knew this too, she was conscious of Hatter's duties needing to be fore fill in the underworld. That still didn't do much to sway her loneliness.
Kurai said nothing she merely frowned.
Hatter smiled, perking up. "Now that face isn't one to be worn for such beauty" the Jester said hopping off the tabletop onto sturdy ground.
Kurai's frown deepen hearing the supposed compliment. She stop fussing over her dress sinking on the nearby bed, she wasn't beautiful not in the least. "I'm not...beautiful."
"I believe we discussed this before, Princess. You are beautiful" opposed Hatter smoothly, wearing the confectioning guise. Hatter strode over saucily and stood in front of Kurai's hunched form twirling around her cane.
"Not more than Sara...Setsuna prefers her over me, he sees me as his little sister" Kurai said depressingly, her pink tinted lips (she played around with make-up out of boredom) pouted catching Hatter's interest. "I can't ever be Sara."
"No, you're not Sara, you're Kurai" the Mad Hatter agreed half way "your far more fair than that girl."
"You think so...?" the young demoness asked, her forlorn eyes gazing intently into Hatters' with believing hope.
"Of course Princess" Hatter chuckled tipping her top hat to her "oh course..."
Kurai seemed to have perked up a notch yet not enough to wipe the frown clean off her face. Hatter's eyes gleamed mischievously feeling a familiar quirk coming on. Not a second too soon Hatter slid beside Kurai and planted a quick peck on her lips, pulling back to grin shamelessly. Kurai blinked then blushed beet red registering what transpired. "/OH!/ You perverted clown! What was that for!" she shrieked reddening allover. Hatter kissed her yet again, last time Hatter landed a fast peck in front of Setsuna much to her displeasure.
"I beg your pardon Princess, but as you know it I can't help but kiss a frowning face. I told you before" Hatter made an excuse offhanded looking cynical as ever.
"That's not a good excuse!"
"It's the truth though, I do have my moments on certain times after all."
"You're sick in the head Hatter." Kurai crossed her arms over her chest very arrogant, her slightly curled silver hair whooshed with her constant motions.
"That's why I wear the name 'Mad Hatter' proudly, dear" said Hatter chuckling mirthfully. Bantering on and on with the Princess worked good for stress relieving, the demons down here aside from Asmodeus -where he doesn't reframe from hitting on her- kept to themselves and cruelly stood against her and the lord, Lucifer's, success.
On another level Hatter couldn't bring herself to stop poking fun at the Princess and to her enjoyment Kurai responds back with a spitfire rebuttal. "Why the long face?"
"Nothing different from what I usually feel. Hatter?"
"Yes, Princess?"
"Do you think one day, perhaps, Setsuna will like me?" Kurai asked in what she thought pathetic. The hope in her heart will never burn.
"Anything is possible I guess" the Jester shrugged, "but you belong to lord Lucifer now, remember?" The Jester poured a bit of realization in Kurai's dream. Hatter is right, she is betrothed to the king of hell and there's nothing she can do about it except step forward and welcome the destiny she engaged herself in.
"Yes, I remember and I will keep my promise." Kurai's bright eyes gleamed an honest determination Hatter thought was a bit too endearing but all the same the Jester felt proud she picked the right bride for her beloved lord.
Hatter eyed Kurai's sudden change in attitude and grinned very lewdly. Hatter had an idea occur and was very much in the mood for it, the Jester doubted the Princess might be willing enough to participate but it's worth a try. Hatter leaned in very slowly to allow the Princess a choice to decide if to partake or not. Hatter of course will not force herself on Kurai, she needs the Princess to stay pure for the lord.
Kurai eyes widen immensely staring astonished at Hatter's enclosing lips. "What are you doing...?" barely audible she rasped.
"What does it look like? I want to kiss you, Princess," whispered Hatter huskily "by all means I'm not forcing you to accept." Hatter's lips were mere inches to Kurai's lips.
"I..." She really didn't know. So close and the form Hatter spoke made her feel hazy, she couldn't help but agree. Hatter's voice sounded so slick smooth and so very...seductive. Managing a nod Hatter welcomed the answer by enclosing her lips over Kurai's sweet ones.
A gloved hand cupped the demoness' chin tilting it upward, Hatter now and then worked her way inside the girl's mouth and teased her hesitant tongue to act. Kurai after permitting a few tingling tricks picked up on Hatter's moves and thrust shyly her tongue in and frolicked with Hatter's willingness.
Hatter occasionally stroked Kurai's bottom lip swiping a few licks savoring the girl's intriguing flavor, flavored lip-gloss evidently, and Kurai often nipped very gently the Jester's upper lip. Kurai half the time was fond how Hatter's exceptionally experienced caresses made her skin tingle.
Hatter pulled away, a smirk playing across her reddened lips. Hatter appeared successfully satisfied and telling from the expression stretching the Jester's features she marveled the flamed bashful look overriding Kurai's cute tan face.
"I-I-I swear...I don't know what came over me..." Kurai was having a thorny time striving to clarify her actions. She really didn't know how to go about it.
Hatter knew why the Princess felt extremely flustered and with good reason too, yet, the Jester couldn't hide the pleasure she received off it. An inexperienced girl having a go at a kissing session is rare then to act natural around it --almost bizarre. Hatter's eyes gleamed excitedly, she dipped her lips next to the flinching Princess' cheek and whispered purposely tantalizingly sending shivers from the shell of Kurai's ear to down to her neck swimming down her back. "This is what lust is," Hatter drew back, a mischievous grin twisting her smug face.
Speechless, Kurai couldn't cultivate anything to counteract the sheer trueness the Mad Hatter uttered.
"Tomorrow I will return with more offerings to entertain our future queen. Have a good evening, sweet Princess," back to her humor filled formalities Hatter inclined her head, replacing her peculiar top hat on again she left in a vanishing blink.
Moaning exasperated, Kurai rubbed her pulsing temple familiarizing to the beginnings of a headache. Kissed by a clown and then wondering whether she appeared gracious without the make-up Hatter sucked off her lips topped the end to another memory Kurai will blush in remembrance. 'How honorable' Kurai thought sarcastically, rolling her eyes.
The End.
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