Thread: The Emporer and the Gaurdian (Shyone x Moon Struck Fox)

Ryou was quite enjoying the challange that the dragons were presenting to him. It was quite unsual to find a human who could beat dragons at chess so regularlly, especially since it was there game after all. Even more evidenced by the fact that the pieces were dragon-esque in there desgin. The little prince really didn't see any reason to descrimate against these creatures based on color... that was just a product of outside apperance. Plus it was what made them all the more enjoyable to be around in his eyes, in that you could meet many differnt colors of dragons... and also differnt spieces. Of course the members of the Royal family were usally given more limited contacted with the other spieces, if only so they didn't gain some kind of uneeded infulance over them. Only the Imperials were trusted as being wise engough for that task, which probably had to do with the fact that they acted more like humans than any other spieces. In fact it sometimes seemed like they acted smarter than humans.... As Ryou played his game of chess with Itheril the young prince would softly cuddle up to her if she let him. He was trying to figure out which dragons were the most affectionate of the group... he knew they all were, but who was the most. Then finally it came down to the dragoness who had guided him into the room... the one whom the Prince found his eyes drawn back to over and over again. None of the other dragons would see this of couse, because the prince did such a good job of doing it in a subtle manner. That curtian of hair covered his eye movements. What Ming Yue did ended up supirsing him the most as she walked around and sat there behind him. Holding him with arms that held a strength which was contratry to the way they looked. It was the strength of a dragon, and as Ming put her chin on his shoulder, she would be able to feel him relax. The methods which she used to relax him during the game worked prefectlly. Sometimes the male would take hold of her arms and run those lithe fingers down them until his fingers curled with hers. So he could wrap her arms around his body, and just bask in the sense of her holding him for a moment... As well as being able to bask in the fact that she showed such intellecent. Quite a smart thing that Ming was to show Ryou his first loss in chess, which was certianly a good thing. Losses on the fake battlefield, could help teach the meaning of loss on the real one. A bit after the game though, the young prince found his fantasy disrubted... as Ming Yue suddenly got up and left... Kurosawa found himself resisting the urge to reach out and grab her hand. The male had come to feel a certian notion of affection towards all these dragons who seemed to look at him with such delight. Though he wondered if it was simply because they wanted to be chossen, or they really did like having him around. The rest of the night seemed to past by much quicker, as soon everyone was ushered out for bedtime leaving young Ryou alone with Ming... the very thing made him blush. Of course she wouldn't be able to see it under that curtian of raven hair. Her offer to undress him only made it worse as he shook his head in a vigores manner... going so far as to turn away form her. The scene was quite amusing as he would only change once he had privicy. The young male was bit self concious around the dragon whom he liked. Only once he was ready did Ryou let her tuck him in, and soon the heir to the throne found himself fast asleep... wondering through dreamland without nightmares. His night was restful, which was somthing that had not happened in so long. Awoken in the morning by the feeling of the sun on his skin and the voice of the elder Kurosawa realized he had a choice to make. It was a choice he didn't want to make, especially bettewen creatures who had all been so kind to him. He knew how hard each one of them had worked to get here, and now to ruin it for them... plus there was the fact he felt guilty about the fact that he couldn't get his mind off Ming. The prince felt like he had choosen her from the start, and not given the others a fair chance... and it was this nervousness that caused him to do somthing rash. After the Speaker had dissapered, he dimissed his advisor and soon the young heir himself slipped away. Hiding himself in the deepest vaults of the dragon's book and scroll archives, where they had rooms that one could study in. The fact that there were cob webs and only wooden desk in these cold dank places, showed they were never used. Yet here is were he could be found... drawing up what would become in a few years his master stragtic work. The picture showed four large dragons with harnesses, carrying below them a huge box looking thing. It was crudly drawn, but for anyone with a stratgic mind... they would understand the concept.