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12 December 2010 @ 04:07 pm
Fic for pinefir  
Title: Perplexed Motility
For: : Nikkei
Pairing: Eunhyuk/girl!Yesung
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Yesung wants to run away from her fate, but what if her fate is something that will bring her happiness?
Author’s Notes: First of all, I’d like to say that I haven’t written for months so you will be able to notice a lot of errors. Second, this is supposed to be a one-shot, but it leaves a lot of unfinished questions so there might be an epilogue. Sorry to pinefir because I am not good at all at writing Kingdom era stuff XD


“I’m going to run away.”

Four girls spun their heads around in surprise at the raven leaning on the window by the veranda. Leeteuk, the oldest girl in the bunch, approached Yesung with a stern look.

“Yesung, this is no time to be saying such foolishness. Tomorrow we have to go to the castle and await our new masters.” Leeteuk took Yesung by her hands and led her to the small bed, sitting her down carefully. Heechul scoffed at Yesung’s solemn face and sat down next to her.

“Besides, you know it’s impossible. Yesterday was my 25th try in escaping this hellhole and I couldn’t even get to the front door. This doesn’t mean I’ve surrendered though, once I get my new master, I’ll drive him so crazy he’ll have to get rid of me.” Heechul said as she flipped her long black hair to the side.

“You know better than anyone that will get you nowhere. Don’t you remember your first master? When he got fed up with you he returned you here and you got tortured by the Miss. I know for a fact you haven’t forgotten that.” Leeteuk saw Heechul visibly shake and soon regretted her words. It’s not that she meant for Heechul to remember her past, but she wanted her to know that things will be better if they tried not doing anything crazy.

“But I really don’t want to go Teuk. They say the Prince is nice, but that’s hard to believe considering his father is such a tyrant. King Woo Sung is hated by everyone in this country, but one can’t deny that without his leadership, Lutnia would be a wasteland like it was thirty years ago.” Yesung said as she started to mindlessly braid her hair.

“Don’t get over yourself, kid. The Prince won’t even spare us a glance. We are there to entertain his guests. If they take a liking to us, we have to comply with their every wish; it’s what we have been taught here.” Heechul once again remarked as she started filing her nails.

Ryewook and Sungmin who had stayed silent, walked over to the three girls and sat on the floor, careful not to ruin their white dresses.

“I don’t think that anyone who buys slaves is nice, including the Prince. If he is so highly respected and greatly loved, I don’t know why we are going to the palace tomorrow. If he is anything like what people say, he wouldn’t use us for his guests.” Ryewook, the tiniest of the girls, whispered as she stared at the floor. Sungmin sighed and grasped Ryewook’s hand.

“Well, everyone in this world is blind.” All the girls nodded their heads slowly. As Leeteuk was going to speak, they heard noise from the side; the Miss was unlocking the door. The girls scurried to their respected beds and sat down with their hands in their laps and their backs straight. When the door finally opened, an old woman with gray hair and black eyes entered the room. She glanced at the girls and smirked.

“Ladies, as you know, tomorrow is a very special day. You have an opportunity that not many have had. You get to meet the King and the Prince. Although it’s not certain that the guests will buy you, I hope they do, you girls are the prettiest, but you have awful personalities. Hurry up and go to sleep, I don’t want the Prince seeing his merchandise with flaws.”

When the door was fully closed, Heechul rolled her eyes. “God, that hold hag has to die already. I mean she’s like over one hundred years old!” She threw her arms over her head to emphasize her point.

“Actually, she’s only fifty,” came the apathetic reply from Sungmin. Heechul glared but Sungmin only shrugged her shoulders.

“Girls, we’ve been here since we were kids. Our families sold us for money and we’ve been educated and taught how to give our master immense pleasure. Though our futures can only be gruesome, I did have fun being with you. You’re the sisters I never had and I hope we’re not sold tomorrow, but we have to be realistic. We won’t be seeing each other after tomorrow. I just want you girls to know that I love you and thank you girls for being my friend.” Yesung got her pillow and hugged it as her tears fell. Leeteuk, Ryewook, Sungmin, and even Heechul huddled together into one big ball as they cried their fears, memories, and worries. From tomorrow onwards, they would be complete dolls.
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Girls, see those men in the table? If they like you, they will buy you. Remember, even if they don’t buy you, you still have to fulfill their commands. If I hear just one complaint, you all will sleep in the dungeon. Now go, don’t make noise and walk in silently, stay on your feet by the side and look pretty, it’s the only thing you girls know how to do.” With that, the Miss hustled the girls into the loud room that was filled with boisterous laughter and clinking glasses.

“You’d think the room would be silent and serious considering they are in the castle,” whispered Yesung.

As the girls lined up, the room started to quiet down, all eyes were directed at them. A man who seemed to be in his 50’s stood up and said, “My guests, you will be delighted by what I will present you with today. I have brought these beautiful ladies to entertain you. If you take a liking to them, you can purchase them if you like. They listen to your every command.” As soon as the man finished his speech, a tall, masculine, and handsome guy stood up with a serious face.

“Father, I don’t think you mentioned this before. I won’t accept your present, it’s too immoral.”

“Siwon, I’m not asking you to do anything to them, you can if you want to, but they’re here to entertain. You don’t necessarily have to take them to your bed. Since you like your friends so much, why not make those lovely ladies into your friends too?” The man smirked and left, leaving the once loud room very silent.

Siwon coughed and smiled at the bewildered ladies as he walked over to them. “I’m sorry. You girls are probably frightened. I am Siwon, Prince of Lutnia, I hope you will join us and have a grand time today.” Siwon bowed and the girls were so surprised to see the Prince out in the flesh, they bowed back with their mouths open. They thought the Prince would be like the King, but they were pleasantly surprised to find that it was quite the opposite. They actually smiled and didn’t feel the need to put up their guard.

Yesung felt like she was being stared at so she looked around and was surprised to find a man with red hair staring intently at her. When their eyes met, the redhead’s eyes turned into saucers as he blushed. Yesung giggled at the man’s weird, but cute antics. She took a seat right in front of him and winked, happily intrigued by the man’s beet red face. This was way out of her character, but she felt comfortable in the castle and the people didn’t seem all that bad at all. In fact, they had forgotten all about formalities and everyone was talking to each other like they were long time friends. Yesung raised her eyebrow at Heechul who seemed to be dragging a very handsome man to another place in the castle. “It’s just like her. Who knew a man that fit her tastes would be here.” She said to herself. Again, she felt that sensation where she could feel eyes on her and she quickly looked in front of her to the redhead. Being caught in the act again, the redhead evaded her gaze and started talking to the Prince who was by his side.

“Siwon, can we switch seats? Please?” Siwon looked quizzically at his brother. “Why do you want to do that Hyuk?” He asked him. Eunhyuk fidgeted in his seat and nudged his head to the beautiful raven haired girl in front of him. Siwon instantly knew where he was going at and snickered. “Eunhyuk, if you like her so much, go talk to her. You’re the Prince for goodness sake! Why do you think father wants to appoint me as King instead of you? He wants you to have confidence and be strong willed. Now go and talk to her, she is a very pretty lady.” Siwon nudged him and Eunhyuk relented. He stood up slowly and took a deep breath. Walking quite sloppily, he stood in front of a bewildered Yesung. Eunhyuk thrust his hand in front of her and she gingerly took it. Eunhyuk led them to the common room and they sat down on a cushioned bench.

“I-I’m Eunhyuk, Prince of Lutnia. What’s your name?” Eunhyuk didn’t miss the surprised eyes from the raven.

“You’re a Prince?!” She exclaimed loudly. Eunhyuk backed away from the sheer volume, but smiled slightly.

“Yes, Siwon is my younger brother and although I am the oldest, I will not be the next king. Many do not know of my presence actually, it’s what father wanted.” Yesung stayed silent as she tried to process all this new information.

“Well, nice to meet you Eunhyuk. My name is Yesung.” Yesung stood up and curtsied to the Prince, her long wavy hair sending an exquisite scent that made Eunhyuk tremble.

“Yesung, you have a beautiful name.” Eunhyuk got a hold of Yesung’s hand and he gently laid a kiss on it. Yesung blushed and looked at his eyes. They didn’t know what overcame them, but they both leaned in and met their lips in a gentle kiss. When they parted, both of them smiled to each other and leaned in again. As the second kiss transformed into a more passionate one, Yesung gently sat on Eunhyuk’s lap. Eunhyuk was so surprised that he stopped the kiss and stood up; Yesung stumbled to the floor in the process.

“Oh my God, I am so sorry!” Eunhyuk grabbed Yesung by the hands and sat her on the bench again. Yesung rubbed her sore butt and looked at Eunhyuk. “Are you new to this whole… intimacy thing?”

Eunhyuk started to have a coughing fit and Yesung rapidly soothed his back.

“W-w-ell I… t-this was m-my first k-kiss. I’m not t-too confident in myself. S-sorry for ruining it.” Yesung smiled and quickly kissed Eunhyuk’s reddened cheeks. “Don’t apologize. I may know what I’m doing, but I am still nervous. I mean, isn’t it weird to be this attracted to someone on the first meeting?”

Eunhyuk looked at Yesung with a mystified expression and then leaned in and planted a kiss on the corner of her mouth as he wound his arms around her petite waist. “If it’s weird, then we’re both weird for feeling the same.”

Yesung smiled and they once again leaned in for another kiss.

 
 
 
pight or plightpinefir on December 15th, 2010 03:22 am (UTC)
omfg.just saw this :3 brb reading
pight or plightpinefir on December 15th, 2010 03:37 am (UTC)
AHH //SPAZZES. FLAILS. :D i love this and if this would've an epilogue you have to let me know :>
►Cheryl imnida! ♪: yesung - dopey smileheartl0ck on December 19th, 2010 01:08 pm (UTC)
woohoo michelle!!!! A new fic from you!!! *miss miss miss miss miss* and *glomps* >3

I hope there would be an epilogue..... I want badly!! :D