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Keith felt conflicted. More than anything he wanted to know, but at the same time, he didn’t want her to be reliving any pain. Esme asked him outright if he wanted to know and he very nearly lost his nerve, turning away and looking at the floor anxiously. When he turned back his eyes were wide and glassy, his brow furrowed. With a sigh, the Prince came and sat beside her, not really taking much notice of his state of undress.

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Still blushing furiously, she rested her head on his bare shoulder. “Well, the woman that adopted me and my sister had two daughters already, and they hated us. Especially me. Whenever I’d sing or play something, they’d always tell me how I should just give up on my dreams. When I became a teenager, I started to take better care of my appearance, but they always said how I was ugly and how no one would ever love me.. I didn’t tell anyone what happened. Th-then…” Esme took a deep breath and moved her shirt down to show her upper arm. “I started cutting. I knew if I had cut my wrists they’d be easily seen, so I cut on my upper arms, thighs, and hips. I even cut my sides a few times.” By this time, and she didn’t realize it, tears were streaming down. “Jonathan had been my friend for years, and I knew he had a major crush on me. I felt lonely and wanted to be loved so my brain forced itself to think that there was something between us. I don’t consider a single one of his kisses real, there was nothing there. No chemistry. Unlike with you, there’s passion and love and warmth… Anyway, a month or so after we started dating, he started to become violent… He’d hit, kick, slap, claw, he came at me with a knife one time a-and… I didn’t say anything before because I was afraid for some reason… And I don’t know why. I trust you with my life but I was so ashamed of my actions back then that I-I just couldn’t…” She finally broke down and pulled her knees up and hid her face. The scars that she had from her cuts were big and the possibly could’ve been really deep. She didn’t know why she beat herself up like this. Sometimes when she gets so upset she’ll clench down on her arms so she doesn’t think about it. “Why am I so weak…?” Esme said, her voice sounded like it was dying and had sadness all through it.

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He listened. He didn't dare to interrupt, because he was afraid he might say the wrong thing. Every portion of her story contained hurt and pain unlike anything he could possibly know. The frustration was severe but the aching in his chest built as she told him more and more. And then... the scars. He couldn't believe that she would do such a thing to herself. He couldn't believe that she had ever been treated so badly. Keith's eyes remained wide and full of question and incredulity. He turned his head to the side and looked down at her arm when it was bared to him. He drew a sharp breath and began to reach out but stopped himself, resolving to continue listening. When she spoke of her trust in him and their passion his heart clenched hard in his chest. It was so hard to imagine her so sad, so devoid of hope or love as she had always been so loving towards him. Sure, they had their moments. All couples did. He would always be arrogant and pigheaded to some extent but most of the time, he was only protesting so loudly because he didn't actually know how strongly he felt about it. She had taught him that about himself. How strong he could be without shouting, the difference he coud actively make with his country. All because of her influence. He was blessed to know her. How could she think so little of herself? "Weak?" he replied, lifting her head to look her in the eyes. "Are you kidding me? You've lived through *all* of that and think yourself weak?" He shook his head and smiled at her, placing himself on his knees in front of her. "It's more the opposite." He took Esme's hands in his and spoke carefully. "You... are so strong. *So* strong. You've made me strong, too. You don't need to be, any more. I want to protect you." His grip tightened as the emotions locked in his body came forth. "Let me be strong *for* you." One of his hands loosened and moved towards the hem of her nightgown. "Show me..." redninjakitty14rp

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"Wait I thought that it was you who decided if a piece of land was decided to become a land of heritage, not the city...?" Esme questioned. 'Did he do this.. For me...?' she wondered.

Keith thought for a moment. She could be really sharp, sometimes. “Sometimes,” he said, adjusting his tie. “In this case, it was decided that this particular park was an important part of the city and that it required restoration and commemoration. It’s the only one large enough to hold our festivals so it’s an important piece of Liberty’s history.” They were strolling along, hand in hand. He had brought her to a fountain in the middle of the park and smiled, sitting on the edge. It was his favourite part of the restoration and he wondered what she would think of it.

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He didn’t say much as they waited for the police to arrive. When they did Keith only smirked as he stared at Jonathan, not convinced of his incarceration until the patrol car was long gone. He simply held her, comforted her, stroked her back and breathed hotly on top of her head. He let her cry, ramble, cling like a strangler fig around his body. After all, her fear was well warranted. But the Prince was adamant to not let her anywhere near that man ever again. When he finally did let her out of his grasp they were back home, safe in their quarters. Even then he was hesitant.

"I need to shower," was all he uttered before entering the bathroom and closing the door quietly behind him. Turning the water on he stripped down swiftly and stepped into the steaming jets face first. Needed to calm down. He placed his hand against the tiled wall and water ran down through his hair, shrouding his face. He couldn’t help but be lost in thought. It was all starting to hit him: all that had happened, what Jonathan was saying about abuse and scars… what kind of past had she come from? Was what Jonathan said about her not trusting him actually true? He couldn’t imagine it being something she would *want* to discuss, anyway… nor should she have to. He knew that he loved her: that was all that really mattered. But still, what would have happened if he had not gotten there when he did? His hands clamped into fists at the thought. Images of violence invaded his mind. Before he knew what he was doing, he had smashed his other fist into the shower wall, the tile cracking beneath his knuckles. He had wanted to hit him… so very hard and repeatedly. If Luke hadn’t have stopped him, what might it have turned into? Esme was already scared and if he had lost his head like that? He was ashamed of his actions. That one punch had gotten out enough of the pent-up turmoil he was feeling. He finished washing up after that and got back to Esme as quickly as he could, a towel wrapped low around his waist, one hip bone showing. His hair was wet and hung in tresses around his eyes. He didn’t want to ask about any of it, yet felt a burning need to know. redninjakitty14rp

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“Keith, did you hit the wall agai-?” Esme cut her sentence short when she saw him. The way his hair clung to his handsome face. Water dripping down his broad chest and his abs, some of his hip bone showing. ‘God, he’s sexy…’ she thought. But then she realized she was staring and she turned bright red and turned around. “I-I’m sorry!!” she squeaked. However, she did notice the concern and curiosity in his emerald eyes. So she sorta turned to face him. “…You want to know about the “scars” don’t you…” she murmured, looking down. Why didn’t she tell him about it sooner..?

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Keith felt conflicted. More than anything he wanted to know, but at the same time, he didn't want her to be reliving any pain. Esme asked him outright if he wanted to know and he very nearly lost his nerve, turning away and looking at the floor anxiously. When he turned back his eyes were wide and glassy, his brow furrowed. With a sigh, the Prince came and sat beside her, not really taking much notice of his state of undress. "Only... only if you want to tell me." redninjakitty14rp

"Wait I thought that it was you who decided if a piece of land was decided to become a land of heritage, not the city...?" Esme questioned. 'Did he do this.. For me...?' she wondered.

Keith thought for a moment. She could be really sharp, sometimes. “Sometimes,” he said, adjusting his tie. “In this case, it was decided that this particular park was an important part of the city and that it required restoration and commemoration. It’s the only one large enough to hold our festivals so it’s an important piece of Liberty’s history.” They were strolling along, hand in hand. He had brought her to a fountain in the middle of the park and smiled, sitting on the edge. It was his favourite part of the restoration and he wondered what she would think of it.

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"Mistakes? YOU’RE the mistake, here!" He pulled his fist back and was about to drive it firmly into Jonathan’s face when there sounded a throat clearing.

"Your Highness! You must not!" Keith turned his head under his extended arm, emerald eyes trained fiercely on the source of the interruption. “Luke…” Jonathan’s feet were hanging above the ground, his shoulder held to the wall by Keith’s firm hand. "I have alerted the authorities of your emergency. They will be here forthwith." Luke’s eyes were wide but with purpose, relaying his message to his Master without speaking. That’s right. He mustn’t harm this waste of space, no matter *how* much he deserved his wrath. "Very good." He dropped the weight on his arm and the man’s feet hit the ground with speed. He didn’t release him from his grasp, though. Soon, red and blue lights flashed and sirens wailed in the distance. Jonathan had been handed over to Luke’s supervision while Keith watched him with a wary gaze. Esme was in his arms against his chest and he held her close, his hand cradling her head and his lips and nose in her hair. He would wait until Jonathan was in handcuffs and he was certain that he wouldn’t harm his fiance again. His acts of terror would cease. Right. NOW. redninjakitty14rp

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“Keith…” she mumbled into his chest. Esme was on the verge of tears. “Th-thank you… I was so scared..” She clung to him tighter. They saw Jonathan off to the police station, and Keith didn’t let her go at all. Once they had gotten into their room and changed, Esme was still ashamed by the fact that she hasn’t told Keith about her scars from oh so long ago. Or about they marks Jon had left either.

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He didn't say much as they waited for the police to arrive. When they did Keith only smirked as he stared at Jonathan, not convinced of his incarceration until the patrol car was long gone. He simply held her, comforted her, stroked her back and breathed hotly on top of her head. He let her cry, ramble, cling like a strangler fig around his body. After all, her fear was well warranted. But the Prince was adamant to not let her anywhere near that man ever again. When he finally did let her out of his grasp they were back home, safe in their quarters. Even then he was hesitant. "I need to shower," was all he uttered before entering the bathroom and closing the door quietly behind him. Turning the water on he stripped down swiftly and stepped into the steaming jets face first. Needed to calm down. He placed his hand against the tiled wall and water ran down through his hair, shrouding his face. He couldn't help but be lost in thought. It was all starting to hit him: all that had happened, what Jonathan was saying about abuse and scars... what kind of past had she come from? Was what Jonathan said about her not trusting him actually true? He couldn't imagine it being something she would *want* to discuss, anyway... nor should she have to. He knew that he loved her: that was all that really mattered. But still, what would have happened if he had not gotten there when he did? His hands clamped into fists at the thought. Images of violence invaded his mind. Before he knew what he was doing, he had smashed his other fist into the shower wall, the tile cracking beneath his knuckles. He had wanted to hit him... so very hard and repeatedly. If Luke hadn't have stopped him, what might it have turned into? Esme was already scared and if he had lost his head like that? He was ashamed of his actions. That one punch had gotten out enough of the pent-up turmoil he was feeling. He finished washing up after that and got back to Esme as quickly as he could, a towel wrapped low around his waist, one hip bone showing. His hair was wet and hung in tresses around his eyes. He didn't want to ask about any of it, yet felt a burning need to know. redninjakitty14rp

"Wait I thought that it was you who decided if a piece of land was decided to become a land of heritage, not the city...?" Esme questioned. 'Did he do this.. For me...?' she wondered.

Keith thought for a moment. She could be really sharp, sometimes. “Sometimes,” he said, adjusting his tie. “In this case, it was decided that this particular park was an important part of the city and that it required restoration and commemoration. It’s the only one large enough to hold our festivals so it’s an important piece of Liberty’s history.” They were strolling along, hand in hand. He had brought her to a fountain in the middle of the park and smiled, sitting on the edge. It was his favourite part of the restoration and he wondered what she would think of it.

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Her feet dangled as he held her, being considerably taller than she was. “I love you, too,” he smiled, yet blushed fiercely again. “C-cute?!” It must’ve all been a part of a trick to make him vulnerable! He admired her tenacity silently and held her to him without a care in the world.

*** The rest of their day was spent doing nothing in particular. They strolled without aim or purpose, other than just to enjoy each others’ company. Their fingers entwined almost instantly when they held hands now. He found himself feeling lighter and happier than he had ever imagined possible. The trend carried on back home and over the next few days, as well. Esme was so elated and had started being sneaky with her shows of affection, taking him by surprise countless times. When had she become so confident? Perhaps she was enjoying the prince’s reactions so much and wanted to raise that lovely, rosy pallor in his cheeks again. Even thinking about it would bring on that reaction and he found himself cursing her, yet loving her all the more for it. Their attentions towards each other became more playful after that. They were both still in high spirits when Keith saw her off to work a few days later. He drew her in close at the waist and kissed her sweetly as the fountain bubbled and splashed beside them. He gazed down at her lovingly, not caring about the attention they would get from such a public display. "Mmmmm," he sighed, smiling peacefully. "I will meet you here later tonight. Call me when you’re finishing up." Another kiss. She was almost like an extension of him, now. He would definitely feel her absence. "Sing your heart out, my Princess." His hand came to her face. It was like he couldn’t bear to let go of her, but did so just before he decided he never would. He watched her departing form all the way down the street until the afternoon Sun in his eyes made it impossible to do so any more. *** When he received the call later that evening, Keith was halfway out the door before he’d hung up the phone. When he got back to the fountain however and found that Esme wasn’t there, he knew something was wrong. She wouldn’t have taken this long to get there. It wasn’t just because he rushed to collect her. "Luke, I have to find her…" Without waiting for his valet’s response, he headed down the street towards the club she worked in. He couldn’t believe he’d let himself get so complacent about Esme’s safety. His pace increased the further he went. He was close to the club when he heard a bit of a commotion coming out of an alley nearby. He was quiet as he advanced towards the noises, hearing the two voices as he got nearer. They were arguing about something. Scars? Past? Abuse? He knew he needed to intervene now and stepped in, collecting the smaller man around the side of the neck and pushing him away from Esme. "No, I don’t," he uttered calmly. He only just controlled the amount of force his fingers were exerting and spun him around against the opposing wall so she could enjoy the look of horror on her attacker’s face. "A real man would never lay a heavy hand on his woman. A woman is to be protected by her man. You let her down!" The anger was growing more evident on the Prince’s face, his eyes ablaze with a building, blinding rage. "A man like you has no right to call himself a man… you disgust me!" Keith shoved him hard against the brick wall, Jonathan’s shoulder making a dull thud against the unyielding surface. "I won’t let you hurt her any more!"

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Esme was scared to death. She didn’t know what would happen. But then Keith pushed Jonathan against the opposite wall, making a loud thud. She saw the anger yet fear in Jon’s eyes, and she could tell that Keith was pissed. Off. “K-Keith…” she whimpered, a tear threatening to escape. “It isn’t my fault she’s such a damn ditz. She always made mistakes. That’s why her sisters always yelled at her. Why do you think she started cutting? Oh, wait, you don’t know about her scars do you?” Jonathan smirked, even though he was in pain. Esme had whimpered a little louder at the harsh words. “E-even now you’re abusing me!” ((Her sisters are her half sisters I guess. She was adopted after her parents died I NEED TO WRITE HER DAMN STORY

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"Mistakes? YOU'RE the mistake, here!" He pulled his fist back and was about to drive it firmly into Jonathan's face when there sounded a throat clearing. "Your Highness! You must not!" Keith turned his head under his extended arm, emerald eyes trained fiercely on the source of the interruption. "Luke..." Jonathan's feet were hanging above the ground, his shoulder held to the wall by Keith's firm hand. "I have alerted the authorities of your emergency. They will be here forthwith." Luke's eyes were wide but with purpose, relaying his message to his Master without speaking. That's right. He mustn't harm this waste of space, no matter *how* much he deserved his wrath. "Very good." He dropped the weight on his arm and the man's feet hit the ground with speed. He didn't release him from his grasp, though. Soon, red and blue lights flashed and sirens wailed in the distance. Jonathan had been handed over to Luke's supervision while Keith watched him with a wary gaze. Esme was in his arms against his chest and he held her close, his hand cradling her head and his lips and nose in her hair. He would wait until Jonathan was in handcuffs and he was certain that he wouldn't harm his fiance again. His acts of terror would cease. Right. NOW. redninjakitty14rp

"Wait I thought that it was you who decided if a piece of land was decided to become a land of heritage, not the city...?" Esme questioned. 'Did he do this.. For me...?' she wondered.

Keith thought for a moment. She could be really sharp, sometimes. “Sometimes,” he said, adjusting his tie. “In this case, it was decided that this particular park was an important part of the city and that it required restoration and commemoration. It’s the only one large enough to hold our festivals so it’s an important piece of Liberty’s history.” They were strolling along, hand in hand. He had brought her to a fountain in the middle of the park and smiled, sitting on the edge. It was his favourite part of the restoration and he wondered what she would think of it.

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He was tugging at the strands of hair at the back of his head when she threw herself at him and kissed him. His eyes went wide and the redness in his face brightened. It was a bold move and it made him smile. Keith swept her up in one of his arms and returned the fervour of her embrace.

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Esme giggled. “I love you,” she said when she pulled away. Her face was bright red as well. Soon, it was time to head back. Their hands were intertwined the whole time, and Esme gave him a kiss on the cheek a few times because she was so happy. The next couple of days she was happier and she had a happy aura around her. Giving Keith a few surprise kisses here and there, it warmed the heart of everyone at the castle that she was so happy.

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A few days later, Esme had to unexpectedly work late that night. She called Keith to pick her up and she started walking to the place she told him to meet her. Little did she know that her ex had been following her. She just thought the odd chills were from the wind. Suddenly, she was grabbed and slammed against a wall harshly. “Found you again, Esme,” said the horrible voice she’d never want to hear again. “J-Jonathan..?” she managed to say. “That’s right. Now, how close are you and your little prince? How much of your past does he know? Like your..scars? How long has he known you? Ten years, like me?” He had hit her hard. It was true, Keith didn’t know about the scars Esme had inflicted on herself before. She was too ashamed. “See, you can’t even trust him with something so personal, how come you stay with him?” “Because he doesn’t abuse me like you did!” she snapped. ‘Shit, Keith is probably wondering where I am, and I’m not even close to where I told him to meet me..’ she thought. (I’m well aware that you don’t know Esme’s backstory yet but I haven’t been motivated okay XD but I thought I should’ve added something like that lol)

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Her feet dangled as he held her, being considerably taller than she was. "I love you, too," he smiled, yet blushed fiercely again. "C-cute?!" It must've all been a part of a trick to make him vulnerable! He admired her tenacity silently and held her to him without a care in the world. *** The rest of their day was spent doing nothing in particular. They strolled without aim or purpose, other than just to enjoy each others' company. Their fingers entwined almost instantly when they held hands now. He found himself feeling lighter and happier than he had ever imagined possible. The trend carried on back home and over the next few days, as well. Esme was so elated and had started being sneaky with her shows of affection, taking him by surprise countless times. When had she become so confident? Perhaps she was enjoying the prince's reactions so much and wanted to raise that lovely, rosy pallor in his cheeks again. Even thinking about it would bring on that reaction and he found himself cursing her, yet loving her all the more for it. Their attentions towards each other became more playful after that. They were both still in high spirits when Keith saw her off to work a few days later. He drew her in close at the waist and kissed her sweetly as the fountain bubbled and splashed beside them. He gazed down at her lovingly, not caring about the attention they would get from such a public display. "Mmmmm," he sighed, smiling peacefully. "I will meet you here later tonight. Call me when you're finishing up." Another kiss. She was almost like an extension of him, now. He would definitely feel her absence. "Sing your heart out, my Princess." His hand came to her face. It was like he couldn't bear to let go of her, but did so just before he decided he never would. He watched her departing form all the way down the street until the afternoon Sun in his eyes made it impossible to do so any more. *** When he received the call later that evening, Keith was halfway out the door before he'd hung up the phone. When he got back to the fountain however and found that Esme wasn't there, he knew something was wrong. She wouldn't have taken this long to get there. It wasn't just because he rushed to collect her. "Luke, I have to find her..." Without waiting for his valet's response, he headed down the street towards the club she worked in. He couldn't believe he'd let himself get so complacent about Esme's safety. His pace increased the further he went. He was close to the club when he heard a bit of a commotion coming out of an alley nearby. He was quiet as he advanced towards the noises, hearing the two voices as he got nearer. They were arguing about something. Scars? Past? Abuse? He knew he needed to intervene now and stepped in, collecting the smaller man around the side of the neck and pushing him away from Esme. "No, I don't," he uttered calmly. He only just controlled the amount of force his fingers were exerting and spun him around against the opposing wall so she could enjoy the look of horror on her attacker's face. "A real man would never lay a heavy hand on his woman. A woman is to be protected by her man. You let her down!" The anger was growing more evident on the Prince's face, his eyes ablaze with a building, blinding rage. "A man like you has no right to call himself a man... you disgust me!" Keith shoved him hard against the brick wall, Jonathan's shoulder making a dull thud against the unyielding surface. "I won't let you hurt her any more!"

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It was a quiet and peaceful evening at the Fujisaki Shrine. A young, beautiful priestess by the name of Setsuka was praying in front of the altar. Every night, she would ask for the blessings upon her family members and anyone who is close to her. Despite her appearance, she is the heir to her family name and holds powerful spiritual essence from the day she was born.

(OOC: Apologies for the delay. Was simply trying to figure out where to go on this one… this one will be short as we’re establishing a workable plot line.)He watched the fire burn and crackle brightly before her. What an amazing energy she possessed. He would easily have it -and her- for his own. There was no contest when it came to women, after all. With a devilish grin and an almost electric spark from the flames, the young man emerged from the shadows in a fluffy, silver-white fox form with red markings on his face. He chirped and yowled in his most adorable fashion and plodded over to her, making himself comfortable in her lap.hananotsuki

She lets out a quiet scoff and rolls her eyes from hearing what he just said. Man, this demon is sure full of himself. “How did you get in here? There’s a powerful barrier around the shrine that prevents evil demons from entering,” she said.

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Miyabi smirked, his eyes narrow with mirth. “Well, that’s easy. I’m not evil.” He inhaled her scent and felt his insides tingle. Wow, what a prize this one was. And with such intoxicating power. “The time has come for us to be one,” he stated, eyeing her in a fashion that could easily be construed as lecherous. “Your power has reached its peak and you are to give it to me. hananotsuki (OOC: my sincerest apologies for my absence and lack of correspondence. There has been a lot of turmoil in RL and I have had to withdraw from Tumblr as a result. I shall endeavour to keep on top of these posts, though! I have several to get through…)

Well her grandmother did say only demons with a good heart can go through the barrier with ease. Not to mention that she should treat them with kindness. Although she finds this one in front of her to be quite irritating and brazen. “I refuse. I don’t belong to anyone and I’ll never be one with them if they only care about my powers or the fact I’m very appealing to one’s eyes. I am my own woman,” she stated. Setsuka then removed herself away from Miyabi and slowly stood up. Walking to the other side of the room, she grabs a kimono and a sash before making her way back to him. Holding it out to him, she said, “Do me a favor and dress yourself.”

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He looked perplexed when she handed him clothing. This was a first. A woman... wanting him to dressed! The irony of it all! He found himself chuckling to himself and instead took his regular form. His hair grew much longer and the air around him crackled with electric energy.

"I don't think you understand," he stated, still smiling. "It has been decided already." He stepped closer to her and turned his head to the side. What exactly did she know? She was extremely confident and seemed to have an idea about what was happening. "Tell me. What do you know of the ayakashi?"

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It was a quiet and peaceful evening at the Fujisaki Shrine. A young, beautiful priestess by the name of Setsuka was praying in front of the altar. Every night, she would ask for the blessings upon her family members and anyone who is close to her. Despite her appearance, she is the heir to her family name and holds powerful spiritual essence from the day she was born.

(OOC: Apologies for the delay. Was simply trying to figure out where to go on this one… this one will be short as we’re establishing a workable plot line.)He watched the fire burn and crackle brightly before her. What an amazing energy she possessed. He would easily have it -and her- for his own. There was no contest when it came to women, after all. With a devilish grin and an almost electric spark from the flames, the young man emerged from the shadows in a fluffy, silver-white fox form with red markings on his face. He chirped and yowled in his most adorable fashion and plodded over to her, making himself comfortable in her lap.hananotsuki

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She lets out a quiet scoff and rolls her eyes from hearing what he just said. Man, this demon is sure full of himself. “How did you get in here? There’s a powerful barrier around the shrine that prevents evil demons from entering,” she said.

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Miyabi smirked, his eyes narrow with mirth. "Well, that's easy. I'm not evil." He inhaled her scent and felt his insides tingle. Wow, what a prize this one was. And with such intoxicating power. "The time has come for us to be one," he stated, eyeing her in a fashion that could easily be construed as lecherous. "Your power has reached its peak and you are to give it to me. hananotsuki (OOC: my sincerest apologies for my absence and lack of correspondence. There has been a lot of turmoil in RL and I have had to withdraw from Tumblr as a result. I shall endeavour to keep on top of these posts, though! I have several to get through...)

"Wait I thought that it was you who decided if a piece of land was decided to become a land of heritage, not the city...?" Esme questioned. 'Did he do this.. For me...?' she wondered.

Keith thought for a moment. She could be really sharp, sometimes. “Sometimes,” he said, adjusting his tie. “In this case, it was decided that this particular park was an important part of the city and that it required restoration and commemoration. It’s the only one large enough to hold our festivals so it’s an important piece of Liberty’s history.” They were strolling along, hand in hand. He had brought her to a fountain in the middle of the park and smiled, sitting on the edge. It was his favourite part of the restoration and he wondered what she would think of it.

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"Hey, Keith… Did… Did you fix this place up for me…?" she asked. otomerp

Colour rushes to the unsuspecting prince’s cheeks. “What? Well, of course not!” He grew more flustered as he floundered for excuses. He really should’ve known that she would figure it out. His face grew as scarlet as his shirt was. “It’s just.. well.. you see, I..” He sighed heavily. “Yes, I did.” He finally looked into her eyes. It wasn’t like him to be so secretive of such a thing. Usually it would be a measure of pride to him to admit his achievements.. but this was Esme. She saw through all of that.

His voice was quieter than usual. “So… what do you think?”

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The school must’ve blocked tumblr or something or else I would’ve responded sooner -_-..)) Esme giggled and had a huge grin on her face. “I love it, Keith!” she said jumping into his arms and hugging him tightly. She then gave him the sweetest kiss. otomerp ((oh and yeah if my head wasn’t exploding I’d probably be rolling on the floor cuz that was so cute))

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He was tugging at the strands of hair at the back of his head when she threw herself at him and kissed him. His eyes went wide and the redness in his face brightened. It was a bold move and it made him smile. Keith swept her up in one of his arms and returned the fervour of her embrace. redninjakitty14rp

"Wait I thought that it was you who decided if a piece of land was decided to become a land of heritage, not the city...?" Esme questioned. 'Did he do this.. For me...?' she wondered.

Keith thought for a moment. She could be really sharp, sometimes. “Sometimes,” he said, adjusting his tie. “In this case, it was decided that this particular park was an important part of the city and that it required restoration and commemoration. It’s the only one large enough to hold our festivals so it’s an important piece of Liberty’s history.” They were strolling along, hand in hand. He had brought her to a fountain in the middle of the park and smiled, sitting on the edge. It was his favourite part of the restoration and he wondered what she would think of it.

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Esme smiled at the fountain as she sat by him. “It’s beautiful… It’s like I’m back in my childhood.. Oh! There’s this place I’d like to show you!” She held his hand and took him to a mini flower field, you could call it. It had a nice view and it had such a calming atmosphere. “This is a private little place I found when I was younger. I would come here a lot by myself,” she said. otomerp

He smiled when she told him what she thought of the fountain. Without warning he was being dragged off to a small field of wild flowers. He grinned at her exuberance as she spoke of her secret childhood place.

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"Hey, Keith… Did… Did you fix this place up for me…?" she asked. otomerp

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Colour rushes to the unsuspecting prince's cheeks. "What? Well, of course not!" He grew more flustered as he floundered for excuses. He really should've known that she would figure it out. His face grew as scarlet as his shirt was. "It's just.. well.. you see, I.." He sighed heavily. "Yes, I did." He finally looked into her eyes. It wasn't like him to be so secretive of such a thing. Usually it would be a measure of pride to him to admit his achievements.. but this was Esme. She saw through all of that.

His voice was quieter than usual. "So... what do you think?"

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"Wait I thought that it was you who decided if a piece of land was decided to become a land of heritage, not the city...?" Esme questioned. 'Did he do this.. For me...?' she wondered.

Keith thought for a moment. She could be really sharp, sometimes. “Sometimes,” he said, adjusting his tie. “In this case, it was decided that this particular park was an important part of the city and that it required restoration and commemoration. It’s the only one large enough to hold our festivals so it’s an important piece of Liberty’s history.” They were strolling along, hand in hand. He had brought her to a fountain in the middle of the park and smiled, sitting on the edge. It was his favourite part of the restoration and he wondered what she would think of it.

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Esme smiled at the fountain as she sat by him. “It’s beautiful… It’s like I’m back in my childhood.. Oh! There’s this place I’d like to show you!” She held his hand and took him to a mini flower field, you could call it. It had a nice view and it had such a calming atmosphere. “This is a private little place I found when I was younger. I would come here a lot by myself,” she said. otomerp

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He smiled when she told him what she thought of the fountain. Without warning he was being dragged off to a small field of wild flowers. He grinned at her exuberance as she spoke of her secret childhood place.

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"Wait I thought that it was you who decided if a piece of land was decided to become a land of heritage, not the city...?" Esme questioned. 'Did he do this.. For me...?' she wondered.

Keith thought for a moment. She could be really sharp, sometimes. “Sometimes,” he said, adjusting his tie. “In this case, it was decided that this particular park was an important part of the city and that it required restoration and commemoration. It’s the only one large enough to hold our festivals so it’s an important piece of Liberty’s history.” They were strolling along, hand in hand. He had brought her to a fountain in the middle of the park and smiled, sitting on the edge. It was his favourite part of the restoration and he wondered what she would think of it.

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Annie was waiting outside Liberty Manse to walk in to see Prince Keith. Why did she have to get the slip that said "Liberty Manse" in her art class? She huffed irritably and waited. Her teacher had sent a letter ahead to tell the Alfords of her coming and stay. Just what was she supposed to do now? Leaning against the manse gates, Annie began humming as she waited.

Luke hurried towards the gates. Why did the school have to send someone to them now of all times? And why did he have to be the one to go get her? He had said a maid or one of the other butlers could but Prince Keith had insisted that if they were going to have some commoner foisted on them then Luke needed to be the one to greet her to make sure she stayed in her place.

He looked around and spotted the girl learning against the gate “You there, what do you think you are doing? Do you not know where you are? This is Liberty Manse, show respect!”

Luke walked over to the girl “Please tell me that you are not Annie and that this is all a horrible mistake”

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Luke opened the door again, taken aback momentarily by the young woman and her garb.

"Hello again. If I may say so, Miss Annie… you look lovely." He bowed again, arms straight by his sides. "Lunch is ready. Please follow me." aldreaoakley

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Annie nodded, placed the book back onto the table and followed Luke. “Thank you Luke,” she sloe as she walked with him through the manse halls.

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Keith couldn't believe that his father had insisted that he see to the artist. What did he know about art? Why was she even here? He was mentally grumbling away as he entered the dining room, took a seat at the head of the table, where he always sat, and awaited the maids that were to bring him his food.

The first course was a soup of some kind, It was hot and he really didn't want to bother eating it."I can't eat this!" he bellowed, putting the maids back on edge, "Bring me some sandwiches until this cools." The young girl tending to his lunch bowed her head and quickly set about getting the Prince something he could eat right now.

It was when he was halfway through his second round of sandwiches that the door opened and Luke brought in the artist. He didn't look up and continued reading from the statistics binder that he had brought with him. Sure, he may have been forced to do this, but it didn't mean he had to pay much attention...

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Esme and Keith were attending a ball. She was wearing a light green ball gown that had lace on it. Her lips were a nude pink and she was already blushing.

(OOC: good work on the time skip. feel free to inbox me if you want to discuss plot or anything else in future. :) )Keith was dressed in his usual royal finery as he led Esme around the ballroom floor. His lead was easy to follow and they floated over the floor like leaves caught in an autumn breeze. When the song concluded he had pulled her in close, piercing green eyes staring without constraint. The blush that coloured her cheeks made him smile even wider and it deepened after he kissed her. He grinned, proud of his effect on her.He was about to launch her into yet another song when Luke interjected. The disdain on Keith’s face was palpable."I’m sorry, Your Highness, but the guests of honour have arrived.""No explanation that they were already late? Inexcusable." He looked to the woman fluttering about in his arms and he grinned again. "You better keep that face just for me, Esme," he murmured, kissing her cheek again. "I must work, now. I will return for your hand again soon." His face sterned a moment. "No other dance partners!" While his jealousy was unfounded, he still felt extremely protective of the young woman he was releasing from his sturdy grasp. As he walked away and left her sight, he spoke with one of the attendants quickly, then followed Luke out of the room.redninjakitty14

"Really? You think I will tell you where we’re going?" Keith’s hand planted at the small of Esme’s back, ushering her towards the Manse’s entrance. There was a car waiting for them which he guided her into and climbed in behind her. "Certainly not." It would ruin the surprise.

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After about half an hour, they had arrived at a café Esme used to always go to, and right down the street was her old favorite park. She’d told Keith about what her and Serenity would do as kids and how their older brother would take them to the cafè all the time. Not only did this bring back happy memories of her childhood, it’s also where her and her sister had met their best friends. The part of town was more quiet and peaceful, and the café and park were to be demolished. When Esme heard this, she was so upset, because those were the places that held her happiest memories. But when they got there, the places were all brand new. “But I thought this part of town was supposed to be demolished…?” she questioned. Her face lit up and her eyes sparkled with happiness. “When did all of this get fixed up?” She was so happy, she couldn’t believe it. otomerp

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After a brief stop at the cafe Keith led Esme down the street, his hand taking hers and tangling their fingers together. "It was, yes. At the last minute the park was claimed by the city as heritage land and it was restored..." In all honesty though, he had gone out of his way to have the land heritage listed in order to save it. It had very nearly split his heart in two when he learned that this place, so special to her and her memories was to be torn down. He had organised the planners and petitions all himself, but made sure that his name wasn't anywhere in the restoration. "They did a good job, didn't they?" He watched her carefully to gauge her reaction. redninjakitty14rp

Esme and Keith were attending a ball. She was wearing a light green ball gown that had lace on it. Her lips were a nude pink and she was already blushing.

(OOC: good work on the time skip. feel free to inbox me if you want to discuss plot or anything else in future. :) )Keith was dressed in his usual royal finery as he led Esme around the ballroom floor. His lead was easy to follow and they floated over the floor like leaves caught in an autumn breeze. When the song concluded he had pulled her in close, piercing green eyes staring without constraint. The blush that coloured her cheeks made him smile even wider and it deepened after he kissed her. He grinned, proud of his effect on her.He was about to launch her into yet another song when Luke interjected. The disdain on Keith’s face was palpable."I’m sorry, Your Highness, but the guests of honour have arrived.""No explanation that they were already late? Inexcusable." He looked to the woman fluttering about in his arms and he grinned again. "You better keep that face just for me, Esme," he murmured, kissing her cheek again. "I must work, now. I will return for your hand again soon." His face sterned a moment. "No other dance partners!" While his jealousy was unfounded, he still felt extremely protective of the young woman he was releasing from his sturdy grasp. As he walked away and left her sight, he spoke with one of the attendants quickly, then followed Luke out of the room.redninjakitty14

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(OOC: as a point hon, try not to portray Keith’s reactions. I shall fill in all the bits. he wouldn’t be worried. he’d be amused. I shall adapt accordingly. :) ) Keith looked back over his shoulder, feigning a look of fear before smirking and turning back around, making himself look busy. He glanced upon every reflective surface he could find to sneak a peek at some bared skin and was rewarded for a split second. After a completely superfluous wander about their room and even the balcony he sat himself down and watched her get ready, finally slipping her feet into her shoes. His heart thumped erratically at the display before him, but he was a prince. Such unsightly weakness would not show… well, mostly. He shifted in his seat and cleared his throat twice before standing up and being done with it. Straightening his charcoal-grey tie he walked over to her as she was just finishing her makeup in the bathroom and leaned against the doorjamb. "Hmmm…" He crossed his arms, looking her up and down in the mirror. "Passable." He grinned, winked at her and kept eye contact with her until he had turned his head completely back around to resume his wandering. redninjakitty14

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Sorry it’s just the personality I have her XD all my ocs have a little of my personality in them)) Esme didn’t realize that he was right there. “W-were you watching me get ready again?” she blushed madly. ‘This man I swear…’ she thought. Yet she loved him so much. Her arrogant lion prince. otomerp

"How can I not?" he questioned boastfully as she noticed his presence. "All that delicate pale skin calling to me to be tasted." He stepped up to her and took her waist in his hand. "I am a man, Esme. You must know what you do to me, by now." His grip on her tightened as he took her in, visions dancing deliciously through his head… He broke away just as quickly as he had seized her. “Come,” he called, changing the subject to save her from his building desire. “We have somewhere else to be.” (OOC: my Keith has said you can set the date scene. call it a gift. ;) just be careful to keep it all to her side rather than his. ) redninjakitty14

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Omg I’m giggling like an idiot XD and I’m planning on having them just like hang out like go to the park and walk around town. Then when they get separated, Jon grabs Esme and drags her somewhere . You thought you’d see the last of him? Hell naw XD)) Esme’s heart was pounding and her face was flushed. She had to resist the urge to tell him about the effect he had on her. “U-um, so where are we going?” she asked. otomerp

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"Really? You think I will tell you where we're going?" Keith's hand planted at the small of Esme's back, ushering her towards the Manse's entrance. There was a car waiting for them which he guided her into and climbed in behind her. "Certainly not." It would ruin the surprise.

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It was a quiet and peaceful evening at the Fujisaki Shrine. A young, beautiful priestess by the name of Setsuka was praying in front of the altar. Every night, she would ask for the blessings upon her family members and anyone who is close to her. Despite her appearance, she is the heir to her family name and holds powerful spiritual essence from the day she was born.

(OOC: Apologies for the delay. Was simply trying to figure out where to go on this one… this one will be short as we’re establishing a workable plot line.)He watched the fire burn and crackle brightly before her. What an amazing energy she possessed. He would easily have it -and her- for his own. There was no contest when it came to women, after all. With a devilish grin and an almost electric spark from the flames, the young man emerged from the shadows in a fluffy, silver-white fox form with red markings on his face. He chirped and yowled in his most adorable fashion and plodded over to her, making himself comfortable in her lap.hananotsuki

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"Hmmm?" Feeling something soft on her lap made Setsuka look down. It was a silver-white fox with red markings on his face. It was quite adorable, but there is something about it that is making her feel suspicious. Her painted red lips curves up into a smile as she gently moves her hand down to stroke his furry little head.

"I knew it. This is no ordinary fox, it’s a demon," she thought. Yet another one who is after her spiritual essence. If she recalls correctly, their tails are quite sensitive and one tug makes them transform back to their true forms. So she moves her hand down to his tail and gently pulls it.

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(OOC: HAH! this is gonna be hilarious…) There was a plume of smoke and in the fox’s place lay a lithe, rather naked young man with blond hair and bedroom eyes. "Well…if I’d have known you wanted to skip right to the good part I wouldn’t have bothered with the cutesy fox form." His light-coloured eyes took her in, shining like platinum in the firelight. "I’m Miyabi. I am the leader of the Kitsune. And I have come to make you mine." His fingers trailed down her face and neck and towards a breast… hananotsuki