Emperor Hakuryuu

[text]: That was one time! I don't care how drunk I am you'll never be able to talk me into such a thing. If you do you'll be sorry.

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|♘— Spartos had completely forgotten that he had promised to practice spearmanship with Hakuryuu that afternoon, until he heard a knock on his door. He tensed up, hoping the other would understand and leave him be. “A-ah….yes?” He softly called —♘|

“it’s me Hakuryuu. I was waiting in the training grounds like you’d asked me but it’s been a while I was wondering if you where alright.” The prince called though the door, waiting for a reply as he worried about his teacher.

                     “Maybe some.“ He agreed with a small grin.                                 “Oh? Want to ask around?                    Or have someone film how funny yet adorable                               you are when drunk next time?“

“I am one man in a bar full of drunk fools I doubt anyone would recall me so no we don’t need to ask around and keep cameras and any other stupid recording devices far away from me!” he’s not adorable he’s manly as hell.

“What about yourself? What will do you about you and your own health? That is what I’m worried about the most!” Placing his other hand upon Hakuryuu’s shoulder, he held on tightly. “I understand that you want to keep your empire safe, but you need to keep yourself in good health as well…!”

“Oh it’s alright, I am quite healthy. I haven’t been worried about my own health in a while. I assure you, even if I lost limbs or something they’re easily replaced.” he said, not much caring about the hand on his shoulder. “Can’t I do both Ja’far? With Sinbad’s help, with your help, with the seven seas help, it should be easy to look out for my health and my empires safety don’t you think?”

“Well isn’t that a shame? How exactly do you plan on refusing to play when you’re already in a dungeon?” he hummed, reaching out and stroking his cousin’s hair. “That’s why this will be extra fun~!”

“by not complying to anything you say and getting out of here of course.” he said, staring the other down as best he could as he stroked his hair. “Whatever you’re hoping to gain out of this I doubt you’ll get it.”

“I am certain you are already diseased enough that a cat attack wouldn’t make it any worse. I do not believe you for a second, Hakuryuu. You said it yourself, it was enjoyable to watch.” 

“frankly if anyone is diseased here it is you Koumei. After all you play with those beasts non stop almost.” he said, crossing his arms. “I couldn’t stop it so why not enjoy watching it?”

He gasped a little as the vines pulled him down, another shiver running through his body as he felt Hakuryuu’s chest touch against his own. He wondered if Hakuryuu could feel how hard he’d gotten now… given their closeness, he imagined it was quite obvious. “A-alright…”

Hakuryuu could indeed feel Kouha’s hardness without a problem however he acted as if he was ignoring it for now, however having his leg brush it just a bit. “imagine, we’d be so strong together, unstoppable.”

At first, he didn’t react to the Prince’s tears, rolling his eyes at them instead. However, a slight amount of guilt started to come in. Dammit Sinbad–.

“It’s not a word children should know. I heard it from the adults when they got really mad at one another.”

“So you don’t know what it means then?” he said, his eyes still watery as he looked at the other. “You could of just said you didn’t know you didn’t have to hit me.” he said, the place he’d been hit still stinging a bit.

                             Lucky him.“Only when you act up.“               And would of done it again if you haven’t restrained him.    “Thought so…“ He sighed. One of his shenanigans and priority kink it seems.      “You know how I feel about vines, right?“ Though in spite of the topic itself,                            or situation put in, he remained composed.                                   His gaze still glued to Hakuryuu’s.              “Can we compromise? Then we’ll have it your way.“ A pause,                            “You can still use vines to pin me down…“                       then dragged his hand forward until he reached                                     the back of Hakuryuu’s head.                        Pulling him close till their lips almost touched,                              but went to whisper in his lovers ear             “but I want you doing all those things to me rather then them.“

“You act as if I acted up a lot. You can be so rude.” he said, laughing a little. He clicked his tongue, thinking about it for a minute. “I know how you feel about them but they’re not really that bad right?” he said.

As he was asked to compromise he nodded, feeling the hand on the back of his head as he was pulled in. He got ready for a kiss however frowned a bit as Alibaba went for his ear instead. “Alright, I agree. I don’t want them touching you much anyways without me, it’s no fun that way. It’s just like watching it being done instead of actually doing it.”

“That makes sense. I think it would be hard to live in this brightness if it happens often.” he said, looking to the side to look at the adviser. “Yeah it does. The weather here sure can sometimes be hard for someone from Kou like me.”

﴾ ϟ ﴿– ❝It happens often, every time the sun shines. It’s the downside to having the ocean beside you.❞ Ja’far smiled a little as he stood beside Hakyuruu. ❝Is it cooler in Kou? Most of our heat comes from the moisture in the air making it humid. Unfortunately it means it becomes hot.❞

“It does? I wouldn’t know. I think coming to Sindria was probably the first time I’ve ever seen the ocean.” he said, looking at the man beside him to take his eyes off the blinding light. “It seems hotter actually. Kou is quite the cold place. It warms during the summer but not to the extent it seems to be here.”

❄”How about stop being a fucking child and finally grow a pair?! So no one listened to you, that’s super sad. But it does not justify you, making thousands of innocents your puppets! Damn it Hakuryuu!”❄

“I’m not being a child. Any part of me that could be compared to one died long ago! It wasn’t just the listening. They ignored me, used me, hurt me! What about the thousands who aren’t innocent?! I will let everyone go once Kouen’s head lays at my feet!”

There was a pause in the room. A small part of him knew that Hakuryuu was right, in a way, but why couldn’t he see the actions that his choices were having? 

“That’s not what I’m saying. What I’m saying is that you should reconsiders some of your actions. There are better ways to resolve things…” Reaching a hand towards him, he continued to speak. “Stay in Sindria for a while longer; let’s talk it out, alright?”

perhaps it wasn’t that he couldn’t see them but perhaps more that he didn’t want to see them or just didn’t care anymore.

“I have reconsidered it, there is no better way to resolve this. Kouen will never give in so the only other way is for me to give in and I won’t Ja’far, I’m done being the one pushed around by the world.” he said, looking at the hand. “I don’t see what good it will do. Kouen is coming here to, he’s coming to take Sindria like he takes everything.”

If only Ja’far and the others had just been a bit faster the prince wouldn’t be how he was now. Maybe they could help him? But the real question was how. He’d gone up against al-thamen, one slip up, that was all it took and he’d been restrained and....altered to how they wanted.

He felt the touch, hearing his name he looked up at the man who’d spoke, eyes blank and emotionless. “hm?”

He really wasn’t that happy with the outcome of the conflict so far. Two factions of powerful people and lots of dungeon creatures, artifacts and djinns were involved, which didn’t scream ‘peace’ or ‘peaceful ending’ all over. He really disliked carnage that the one that was bound to happen… But the thing that saddened him the most, was the thought of Hakuryuu’s pain. He was since birth involved in something he had no control over, and had to see the worst of the world since he was a small child  “You used to have such a bright rukh, when young. Like your father” He commented aloud, seated on the ledge of the window, knowing the king candidate of Judar’s was all alone aside from the people that were forced to obey his commands follow him, and he was a curious being. He could simply disappear if he wanted to. But for now… he would just watch the man closely. 

It was hard to believe now but once the prince, soon to be emperor if things worked out, didn’t like bloodshed. Once he only wanted to be happy and support his family. Once, when he was innocent. Even after the pain he’d only wanted to ride of his mother. However time after time, heart break after heart break had turned him cold, made him not care what become of others or the world who were never there when he needed.

“Didn’t everyone once have bright rukh? It’s amazing what the horrors of the world and rejection after rejection can do to something.” he replied, not sure who’d spoken as he hadn’t turned around. He turned around, slowly looking at him. “Yunan I guess?” he said, having heard a bit about the magi from Judar.

His anger was only growing, but the calm look on his face seemed as if he didn’t budge on the emotional front. 

“Repeat these ‘demands’ you want.” Depending on what they were, he would perhaps give him a few or not. Sinbad wasn’t the most present person when Ja’far went over the edge with their prisoners, erm, guests.

Perhaps his past made him a little to daring however the male was use to pain and he had nothing left to lose really so why not use that to get himself in better standing as a hostage.

“I want more then just a bit of bread and soup to eat for starters, also this floor isn’t the most comfortable thing to sleep on don’t you think you could at least get me a mat to sleep on? Also I’d prefer if you tied my hands together in front of me instead of behind my back.”

"Of course Judal. Ah, well you know it was worth a try. I mean even if Belial couldn’t help with Amon perhapse you could after all you helped with Belial." he could use him better then Alibaba, maybe.

﴾✺﴿— ❝ Belial was weak-minded, & so easy to manipulate. You deserve some credit for that too Hakuryuu, after all you’re the first to concquer a Djinn by force. ❞

“I’m sure Amon is even more weak minded then Belial.” he said, nodding. “You do have a point however I couldn’t do it without you my magi.”

“I doubt it. If they say they do it’s probably all lies.” he said, shaking his head. “even if they would forgive me there is nothing for me on the path of forgiveness.”

“You’re not listening to what I’m saying. There’s, usually, always a way to be forgiven and to forgvie those around you. You’re blocking all of its opening..why? I don’t get it.”

“Maybe I’m not but why should I? Why should I forgive them anymore? I gave them more then enough chances. They didn’t care about me when I sought their attention, love and forgiveness. Now that I pose a threat why should I forgive them and give them yet another chance to walk on me?”