Princess and Warrior
Summary: A hardened warrior ordered to guard a princess. A young soul who does not wish a life of royalty. In the harsh winds of life, Natsuki protected her, but now, the young woman must decide for herself what path is right for her. AU. Shizuru: 16 Natsuki: 30
Chapter 1
Natsuki POV
Most nights she would come into my room and seek comfort in the gentle sounds of night. I find that I don't mind. I never have, and likely, never will. I feel like I'm the only one she will come to, but it may just be vanity, or selfishness. In this world, she has learned the harsh winds of perfection. I would never fault her, even if she, much like every woman, had flaws. "Pardon the intrusion." She whispers with a level of serenity that only vaguely shrouds her body. "Are you awake?"
"Yes Princess, I am that." She's entered my room again it seems.
"General Natsuki," I hear her sigh, and she calls my name. "What do you see when you look at me?"
"What brought that oddity about?" When I look at her...
"Please, Just tell me." Her words sound like that of a prayer.
I see a princess looking at me. She's an heir, the throne awaiting her. I know she's woman of immaculate tastes. Her beauty known no bounds. She is gracious, but also stern. Loving, yet spiteful. She warm, although shocking cold outwardly. I look at my room, and I see a place unfitting of a woman like her. I may be her personal guard, but by no means does that make me worthy of a woman such as herself. A woman who owns the very lands she stands on, by name sake alone. What do I see? I could say so much.
I see her loneliness.
Her fear of my rejection.
Her hands clasped at her sides, clutching the fur lined robe.
Tresses of fawn cascading freely down her back.
Her lips tightening into a thin line.
"I see a lot of things." I reply nearly silently. Deep crimson eyes find mine. I know that I fear her reaction to my thoughts. I have never laid eyes on such a wonderful woman. Elegant. Sophisticated. Stunning. Beautiful. Gods I could go on forever about her. She's breathtakingly gorgeous. I know I should not allow the impure thoughts in my mind to go any further than my dreams. I know I shouldn't want to show her the true power, strength, and a warrior's yell, but something about this woman astounds me.
I'm not some rich bastard looking for a nightly lay. She, is not some concubine for my every whim. I have my honor, she has her royalty. I may have given her my sword and oath, but I have not, and would not giver her my body. It would be most unwise. Getting my head out of the gutter would be a smart idea. She is above me, I should offer my utmost respect. "Is there something I can assist you with, my lady?"
"May I join you on this night, it is rather chilly, and my domicile lacks any companionship." She's trembling. Yes, stone structures are rather empty. "It is not an order." She says almost to quickly. "Plush bedding is nothing without company, and I seek little more than simple warmth." She's alone. A lovely woman who has suffered greatly because of these times. Troubled, Shizuru is without anyone. None but me.
"Princess, if your father found you here, it would not bode well for either of us." I say lifting up the blankets around my body.
"Please let me stay." I close my eyes, ignoring her request.
"It is not that I wish darkened desires." She asks it again. "Please."
"What will become of me, if he were to find out?" Do I chance opening my eyes?
"I would say that you have offered me sound protection, and honored my wish." Yes, yes I do, risk a small glance. "I would speak highly of the valor you uphold always. You have taken great care of me." Bad idea. "I would speak of your ever nurturing ways, and that I wished, on this night only to act as a child once more." This is a very, very, bad idea. "I am a grown woman now, aren't I?" That she is, I nod accordingly. "Then please, hold me. Protect me like the days I so fondly remember. It is my only wish."
In my arms she seems entrapped by my gaze. I kiss her. No one would ever know how she dominates me with just her eyes. She isn't an overbearing person by nature, but in her simple requests, I comply without any heed. She confidant and powerful. Her hands draw circles that chain me within my own emotions, and her body makes me motionless, as I find her beauty to be just as intimidating as her intellect. Dare she place a kiss on my lips? Can she even ask more of me, as she watches me become paralyzed by her gaze? I don't know why, but tonight it just seems...well, it seems different.
Her eyes tell of a deeper tale.
"Take me..." She says, as if I possibly could.
"No." I must reject her and decline her advances.
"Please." She begs, a tear falls onto my hand.
"Why?" I must know. Does her heart beckon mine?
I am a warrior. It would not due for a tainted person like me to love a a princess such as her.
Why must I...
Should I...
Dare I...
Love a woman like her.
Princess Shizuru Viola.
I am a lowly warrior commissioned for the sole responsibility of protect the king's only child. From that of a little babe, I held her. On the stormy nights, I sung for her. Often she would find my bed out of fear. Now, as a girl, barely on the cusp of womanhood, she is fated to wed a man and carry the family name. I, the warrior who protected her, nurtured her, and loved her...I am fated with a life of servitude. When the birth of a child, small an innocent comes along, my blade will be offered for them. My honor, my dignity, my life.
In the dead of night, I shall protect her, but come the light of morning, will she stay by my side?
Chapter 1
Natsuki POV
Most nights she would come into my room and seek comfort in the gentle sounds of night. I find that I don't mind. I never have, and likely, never will. I feel like I'm the only one she will come to, but it may just be vanity, or selfishness. In this world, she has learned the harsh winds of perfection. I would never fault her, even if she, much like every woman, had flaws. "Pardon the intrusion." She whispers with a level of serenity that only vaguely shrouds her body. "Are you awake?"
"Yes Princess, I am that." She's entered my room again it seems.
"General Natsuki," I hear her sigh, and she calls my name. "What do you see when you look at me?"
"What brought that oddity about?" When I look at her...
"Please, Just tell me." Her words sound like that of a prayer.
I see a princess looking at me. She's an heir, the throne awaiting her. I know she's woman of immaculate tastes. Her beauty known no bounds. She is gracious, but also stern. Loving, yet spiteful. She warm, although shocking cold outwardly. I look at my room, and I see a place unfitting of a woman like her. I may be her personal guard, but by no means does that make me worthy of a woman such as herself. A woman who owns the very lands she stands on, by name sake alone. What do I see? I could say so much.
I see her loneliness.
Her fear of my rejection.
Her hands clasped at her sides, clutching the fur lined robe.
Tresses of fawn cascading freely down her back.
Her lips tightening into a thin line.
"I see a lot of things." I reply nearly silently. Deep crimson eyes find mine. I know that I fear her reaction to my thoughts. I have never laid eyes on such a wonderful woman. Elegant. Sophisticated. Stunning. Beautiful. Gods I could go on forever about her. She's breathtakingly gorgeous. I know I should not allow the impure thoughts in my mind to go any further than my dreams. I know I shouldn't want to show her the true power, strength, and a warrior's yell, but something about this woman astounds me.
I'm not some rich bastard looking for a nightly lay. She, is not some concubine for my every whim. I have my honor, she has her royalty. I may have given her my sword and oath, but I have not, and would not giver her my body. It would be most unwise. Getting my head out of the gutter would be a smart idea. She is above me, I should offer my utmost respect. "Is there something I can assist you with, my lady?"
"May I join you on this night, it is rather chilly, and my domicile lacks any companionship." She's trembling. Yes, stone structures are rather empty. "It is not an order." She says almost to quickly. "Plush bedding is nothing without company, and I seek little more than simple warmth." She's alone. A lovely woman who has suffered greatly because of these times. Troubled, Shizuru is without anyone. None but me.
"Princess, if your father found you here, it would not bode well for either of us." I say lifting up the blankets around my body.
"Please let me stay." I close my eyes, ignoring her request.
"It is not that I wish darkened desires." She asks it again. "Please."
"What will become of me, if he were to find out?" Do I chance opening my eyes?
"I would say that you have offered me sound protection, and honored my wish." Yes, yes I do, risk a small glance. "I would speak highly of the valor you uphold always. You have taken great care of me." Bad idea. "I would speak of your ever nurturing ways, and that I wished, on this night only to act as a child once more." This is a very, very, bad idea. "I am a grown woman now, aren't I?" That she is, I nod accordingly. "Then please, hold me. Protect me like the days I so fondly remember. It is my only wish."
In my arms she seems entrapped by my gaze. I kiss her. No one would ever know how she dominates me with just her eyes. She isn't an overbearing person by nature, but in her simple requests, I comply without any heed. She confidant and powerful. Her hands draw circles that chain me within my own emotions, and her body makes me motionless, as I find her beauty to be just as intimidating as her intellect. Dare she place a kiss on my lips? Can she even ask more of me, as she watches me become paralyzed by her gaze? I don't know why, but tonight it just seems...well, it seems different.
Her eyes tell of a deeper tale.
"Take me..." She says, as if I possibly could.
"No." I must reject her and decline her advances.
"Please." She begs, a tear falls onto my hand.
"Why?" I must know. Does her heart beckon mine?
I am a warrior. It would not due for a tainted person like me to love a a princess such as her.
Why must I...
Should I...
Dare I...
Love a woman like her.
Princess Shizuru Viola.
I am a lowly warrior commissioned for the sole responsibility of protect the king's only child. From that of a little babe, I held her. On the stormy nights, I sung for her. Often she would find my bed out of fear. Now, as a girl, barely on the cusp of womanhood, she is fated to wed a man and carry the family name. I, the warrior who protected her, nurtured her, and loved her...I am fated with a life of servitude. When the birth of a child, small an innocent comes along, my blade will be offered for them. My honor, my dignity, my life.
In the dead of night, I shall protect her, but come the light of morning, will she stay by my side?