Explanation: [sniffle] I was BOOTED! ...muttermutter... I had 28 reviews on this!!! ...whinewhine... Okay, okay. So here I am, having to repost EVERYTHING. After some thought, I've decided to leave 'most everything unaltered - reason being, my laziness. [sweatdrop] This means the author's notes may be a tad weird, but oh well O.o;; I'm BAAAAAACK!!! XD
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Disclaimer: This is your only warning. Dragon Knights belongs to Mineko Ohkami. And the Library from the Unseen University, blatantly reproduced below though minus the ape, belongs to Terry Pratchett. Self-destructing in five, four, three, two, one...
SR: Yes, it's the Library; be afraid. :) And for those who don't have a clue what I'm talking about... Shame on you! Go pick up Soul Music now; I promise, you'll be laughing your ass off. Guards, Guards! is another of my favorites, though I'm not sure if it has as much about the Library in it... I could be wrong, of course; it's been a long time since I read it... Beware the 'm' word; bwuhahaha! [clears throat] Anyhoo, my first Alfeegi/Ruwalk ficcy... Enjoy!
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Lykouleon frowned lightly, skimming through the titles on his bookshelves. He was in search of the perfect read; a romance, yes; a particularly fluffy one, though it would be entertaining if the characters got off to a bad start, and of course it had to be most NC-17 rated by the end. Unfortunately, it didn't look like he had room to be quite so picky.
His library was vast; oh yes. Huge. It expanded as far as the eye could see, and probably farther. There were most likely unknown species living in it. It contained books of every size, topic, and magical energy. Yes, magical energy; some contained so many spells that they could be said develop a sort of magic-induced life force; the worse ones had to be chained to the shelves. The maids refused to venture very far into it out of fear of these, and while Alfeegi hated it because of its lack of organization, he had yet to attempt to do anything about it.
But the problem was, Lykouleon was old. As Rath liked to call him when he thought he wasn't listening, he was an 'old geezer,' despite the fact that he looked like he was only in his twenties. He had read almost every single book, even though being the Dragon Lord didn't always leave him that much spare time.
He sighed, starting the long trek back and resigning himself to the fact the library was officially only useful as a key make-out spot and something for the villagers to threaten misbehaving children with, until the next book sale at least.
Not as if he had nothing else to do, of course. Oh, that he could be so lucky. When he arrived at his office, he discovered a time bomb ticking away - a time bomb with teal hair and a stack of papers that came up to his chin, that is.
Alfeegi scowled; Lykouleon resisted the urge to cringe away in fear. 'Dragon Lords do not cringe in fear... Dragon Lords do not cringe in fear...'
"Where have you been?" the time bomb exploded. "I have thirty documents I need you to sign, and the Knights' latest progress report just arrived - they actually moved several miles BACKWARDS; Rune blames it on Thatz, who blames it on Rath, who blames it on Thatz; we won't be able to get the real story out of them until they get back, I'm sure - and Kai- stern sent ANOTHER questionable request for funds, along with HIS progress report, and there's also my monthly report, and Ruwalk's and Tetheus's, and- "
Lord Lykouleon caved under the horrible onslaught, holding up his hands in surrender. "You're going to give yourself a heart attack," he said weakly, thinking, 'or at least you're going to give me one.' Alfeegi shot him a look that clearly said, 'we've been through this before, and I still firmly believe that the inhabitants of this castle will all die horrible deaths if I get more than four and a half hours of sleep.' Lykouleon simply sighed, sitting down at his desk for a long and grueling session of extreme boredom.
After he signed the thirty-odd documents, such as the one allowing the cooks to continue cooking, and filled out thirty-odd more forms which Alfeegi hadn't gotten to yet in his ranting, such as the one ordering more forms, he finally got to Alfeegi's monthly report. The Lord raised a delicate eyebrow upon discovering how long it was in comparison to his other officers' reports; it was about five times as long as Kai-stern's, and Kai-stern was on a mission.
"Alfeegi," he said tensely, flipping through the vast number of pages, "how long has it been since you've breathed fresh air?"
Alfeegi frowned, the sarcasm going completely over his head. "That would be when I did the grounds check yesterday, your Highness; it's usually Tetheus's job, but I had some spare time."
Lykouleon sweatdropped. "Do you have spare time... often?" he asked, feeling faint. 'And do you often do extra work when you get it?'
"Oh, no sir," he assured him earnestly. "But if there's any extra duties you'd like me to take on, I'd be more than happy to."
Lykouleon shook his head feebly. "Perhaps what I meant to ask was... How long has it been since you've slept?"
The white dragon officer glared. "You aren't trying to make me take it easy, are you?" he demanded.
"You're avoiding the question..."
He swallowed, suddenly nervous. "Well, the fact of the matter is, your Highness... I'm not sure."
Lykouleon groaned. "And how long has it been since you've had an intimate relationship?"
Alfeegi gasped, going red. "M-my Lord, I n-never - I mean, uh..."
Lykouleon gaped at him. This man was only a few centuries younger than him; surely... "You're not a virgin, are you?" he asked, scandalized.
Alfeegi looked like he was going to die. "My Lord!"
Lykouleon bit back a chuckle, getting over his shock somewhat. "I may just have to introduce you to someone one of these days then..." he commented.
"No!"
Lykouleon blinked. Not that he minded, of course - he was not exactly the most demanding ruler - but he was disturbed. 'No;' just plain 'no?' That was one of the strangest things to ever come out of Alfeegi's mouth.
Alfeegi, obviously, realized this; the next moment, he clamped a hand over his mouth. "S-sorry! I mean please, don't bother, your Highness."
Too little, too late. Lykouleon smiled absently, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. "You're already in love, aren't you?"
The officer sputtered incoherently. "Certainly not!"
But unfortunately for him, Lykouleon had read far too many romance novels in his time to buy that. "Oh, but I think you are, and once I figure out who it is I'm going to get you two together whether you like it or not. Maybe she'll teach you to relax a bit... or at least wear you out so much that you'll actually sleep in for the first time in your life..."
Alfeegi blushed and said nothing, hurriedly handing him the next paper. Lykouleon fended it off, commenting that he hadn't finished reading the white dragon officer's own report yet, and got back to work. Or pretended to; actually, he was deep in thought, raking his brain for who Alfeegi might have fallen in love with.
By the time he had finished reading the report, he had come to the conclusion that there weren't nearly enough girls in this castle. And none of them seemed like Alfeegi's type, either. He figured that he'd either fall for someone as uptight as himself, or someone his complete opposite. But none of the castle's women really fell into either category.
Alfeegi handed him the next report, and he glanced at its heading. Ah, Ruwalk's. Then it clicked.
They would make such a perfect match, Ruwalk and Alfeegi. Ruwalk would be just the one to teach him how to loosen up. But he was probably being to rash; for all he knew, Alfeegi didn't even like men. He glanced at the twitchy officer out of the corner of his eye; on the other hand, he was almost girly enough...
Okay, he'd made up his mind. Ruwalk would be perfect for Alfeegi; he just simply had to get them together. Now all he needed was a plan.
Needless to say, as he signed documents and forms his mind was on anything but those forms - Alfeegi was becoming even more agitated from having to correct him - so he would never have guessed that when inspiration came at last, it was from one of the documents themselves.
It was a report announcing that the young governor of one of the northern provinces was getting married, and advising that Lykouleon choose a representative or two to attend the wedding. Suddenly, an uncharacteristically evil grin graced his features, and he jotted down two names.
Ruwalk and Alfeegi, of course.
The white dragon officer, who had been reading over his shoulder lest he make another mistake, choked. "Me?!" he demanded, mind no doubt filling with images of the castle crumbling to dust in his absence.
Lykouleon rolled his eyes. "Oh, come now; I'm sure Tetheus and I can manage everything; besides, this should be relaxing for you."
"Relaxing?" Alfeegi squeaked, sounding like he was on the verge of having a panic attack. "I'll have to drag Ruwalk every step of the way!"
He beamed. Alfeegi sounded just a little too desperate for his own good. "Oh, you two can feel free to take it easy and enjoy the sights; the wedding isn't for a month yet."
"But-!"
"In fact, I order you to take it easy; it would be rude to show up too early."
Alfeegi winced, knowing he couldn't turn down an order. "Well, why don't we just leave later then?" he asked hopelessly.
"Because you need a vacation," he replied smugly. "Now you'd better go pack up your things; I want you two to leave as soon as possible."
Alfeegi's face crumpled. "Yes sir," he said, with undertones of 'I'm doomed!' running through it. He left in a daze, though he wasn't quite shocked enough to have mercy and take the remaining stack of papers with him.
Lykouleon took a moment to gloat before summoning Ruwalk to tell him the news; forget the next book sale, this was better than a book!
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SR: XD That was fun... Man, I have so many evil plans for our poor officers! [cackles] I'm almost not sure what to do to them first... But I know I'll figure something out :) Now, don't forget to review, because everybody knows that reviews are the only thing better than chocolate ice- cream :)
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Disclaimer: This is your only warning. Dragon Knights belongs to Mineko Ohkami. And the Library from the Unseen University, blatantly reproduced below though minus the ape, belongs to Terry Pratchett. Self-destructing in five, four, three, two, one...
SR: Yes, it's the Library; be afraid. :) And for those who don't have a clue what I'm talking about... Shame on you! Go pick up Soul Music now; I promise, you'll be laughing your ass off. Guards, Guards! is another of my favorites, though I'm not sure if it has as much about the Library in it... I could be wrong, of course; it's been a long time since I read it... Beware the 'm' word; bwuhahaha! [clears throat] Anyhoo, my first Alfeegi/Ruwalk ficcy... Enjoy!
--==----==----==----==----==----==----==-- Chapter One: Nothing to Read --==----==----==----==----==----==----==--
Lykouleon frowned lightly, skimming through the titles on his bookshelves. He was in search of the perfect read; a romance, yes; a particularly fluffy one, though it would be entertaining if the characters got off to a bad start, and of course it had to be most NC-17 rated by the end. Unfortunately, it didn't look like he had room to be quite so picky.
His library was vast; oh yes. Huge. It expanded as far as the eye could see, and probably farther. There were most likely unknown species living in it. It contained books of every size, topic, and magical energy. Yes, magical energy; some contained so many spells that they could be said develop a sort of magic-induced life force; the worse ones had to be chained to the shelves. The maids refused to venture very far into it out of fear of these, and while Alfeegi hated it because of its lack of organization, he had yet to attempt to do anything about it.
But the problem was, Lykouleon was old. As Rath liked to call him when he thought he wasn't listening, he was an 'old geezer,' despite the fact that he looked like he was only in his twenties. He had read almost every single book, even though being the Dragon Lord didn't always leave him that much spare time.
He sighed, starting the long trek back and resigning himself to the fact the library was officially only useful as a key make-out spot and something for the villagers to threaten misbehaving children with, until the next book sale at least.
Not as if he had nothing else to do, of course. Oh, that he could be so lucky. When he arrived at his office, he discovered a time bomb ticking away - a time bomb with teal hair and a stack of papers that came up to his chin, that is.
Alfeegi scowled; Lykouleon resisted the urge to cringe away in fear. 'Dragon Lords do not cringe in fear... Dragon Lords do not cringe in fear...'
"Where have you been?" the time bomb exploded. "I have thirty documents I need you to sign, and the Knights' latest progress report just arrived - they actually moved several miles BACKWARDS; Rune blames it on Thatz, who blames it on Rath, who blames it on Thatz; we won't be able to get the real story out of them until they get back, I'm sure - and Kai- stern sent ANOTHER questionable request for funds, along with HIS progress report, and there's also my monthly report, and Ruwalk's and Tetheus's, and- "
Lord Lykouleon caved under the horrible onslaught, holding up his hands in surrender. "You're going to give yourself a heart attack," he said weakly, thinking, 'or at least you're going to give me one.' Alfeegi shot him a look that clearly said, 'we've been through this before, and I still firmly believe that the inhabitants of this castle will all die horrible deaths if I get more than four and a half hours of sleep.' Lykouleon simply sighed, sitting down at his desk for a long and grueling session of extreme boredom.
After he signed the thirty-odd documents, such as the one allowing the cooks to continue cooking, and filled out thirty-odd more forms which Alfeegi hadn't gotten to yet in his ranting, such as the one ordering more forms, he finally got to Alfeegi's monthly report. The Lord raised a delicate eyebrow upon discovering how long it was in comparison to his other officers' reports; it was about five times as long as Kai-stern's, and Kai-stern was on a mission.
"Alfeegi," he said tensely, flipping through the vast number of pages, "how long has it been since you've breathed fresh air?"
Alfeegi frowned, the sarcasm going completely over his head. "That would be when I did the grounds check yesterday, your Highness; it's usually Tetheus's job, but I had some spare time."
Lykouleon sweatdropped. "Do you have spare time... often?" he asked, feeling faint. 'And do you often do extra work when you get it?'
"Oh, no sir," he assured him earnestly. "But if there's any extra duties you'd like me to take on, I'd be more than happy to."
Lykouleon shook his head feebly. "Perhaps what I meant to ask was... How long has it been since you've slept?"
The white dragon officer glared. "You aren't trying to make me take it easy, are you?" he demanded.
"You're avoiding the question..."
He swallowed, suddenly nervous. "Well, the fact of the matter is, your Highness... I'm not sure."
Lykouleon groaned. "And how long has it been since you've had an intimate relationship?"
Alfeegi gasped, going red. "M-my Lord, I n-never - I mean, uh..."
Lykouleon gaped at him. This man was only a few centuries younger than him; surely... "You're not a virgin, are you?" he asked, scandalized.
Alfeegi looked like he was going to die. "My Lord!"
Lykouleon bit back a chuckle, getting over his shock somewhat. "I may just have to introduce you to someone one of these days then..." he commented.
"No!"
Lykouleon blinked. Not that he minded, of course - he was not exactly the most demanding ruler - but he was disturbed. 'No;' just plain 'no?' That was one of the strangest things to ever come out of Alfeegi's mouth.
Alfeegi, obviously, realized this; the next moment, he clamped a hand over his mouth. "S-sorry! I mean please, don't bother, your Highness."
Too little, too late. Lykouleon smiled absently, resting his chin on the palm of his hand. "You're already in love, aren't you?"
The officer sputtered incoherently. "Certainly not!"
But unfortunately for him, Lykouleon had read far too many romance novels in his time to buy that. "Oh, but I think you are, and once I figure out who it is I'm going to get you two together whether you like it or not. Maybe she'll teach you to relax a bit... or at least wear you out so much that you'll actually sleep in for the first time in your life..."
Alfeegi blushed and said nothing, hurriedly handing him the next paper. Lykouleon fended it off, commenting that he hadn't finished reading the white dragon officer's own report yet, and got back to work. Or pretended to; actually, he was deep in thought, raking his brain for who Alfeegi might have fallen in love with.
By the time he had finished reading the report, he had come to the conclusion that there weren't nearly enough girls in this castle. And none of them seemed like Alfeegi's type, either. He figured that he'd either fall for someone as uptight as himself, or someone his complete opposite. But none of the castle's women really fell into either category.
Alfeegi handed him the next report, and he glanced at its heading. Ah, Ruwalk's. Then it clicked.
They would make such a perfect match, Ruwalk and Alfeegi. Ruwalk would be just the one to teach him how to loosen up. But he was probably being to rash; for all he knew, Alfeegi didn't even like men. He glanced at the twitchy officer out of the corner of his eye; on the other hand, he was almost girly enough...
Okay, he'd made up his mind. Ruwalk would be perfect for Alfeegi; he just simply had to get them together. Now all he needed was a plan.
Needless to say, as he signed documents and forms his mind was on anything but those forms - Alfeegi was becoming even more agitated from having to correct him - so he would never have guessed that when inspiration came at last, it was from one of the documents themselves.
It was a report announcing that the young governor of one of the northern provinces was getting married, and advising that Lykouleon choose a representative or two to attend the wedding. Suddenly, an uncharacteristically evil grin graced his features, and he jotted down two names.
Ruwalk and Alfeegi, of course.
The white dragon officer, who had been reading over his shoulder lest he make another mistake, choked. "Me?!" he demanded, mind no doubt filling with images of the castle crumbling to dust in his absence.
Lykouleon rolled his eyes. "Oh, come now; I'm sure Tetheus and I can manage everything; besides, this should be relaxing for you."
"Relaxing?" Alfeegi squeaked, sounding like he was on the verge of having a panic attack. "I'll have to drag Ruwalk every step of the way!"
He beamed. Alfeegi sounded just a little too desperate for his own good. "Oh, you two can feel free to take it easy and enjoy the sights; the wedding isn't for a month yet."
"But-!"
"In fact, I order you to take it easy; it would be rude to show up too early."
Alfeegi winced, knowing he couldn't turn down an order. "Well, why don't we just leave later then?" he asked hopelessly.
"Because you need a vacation," he replied smugly. "Now you'd better go pack up your things; I want you two to leave as soon as possible."
Alfeegi's face crumpled. "Yes sir," he said, with undertones of 'I'm doomed!' running through it. He left in a daze, though he wasn't quite shocked enough to have mercy and take the remaining stack of papers with him.
Lykouleon took a moment to gloat before summoning Ruwalk to tell him the news; forget the next book sale, this was better than a book!
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SR: XD That was fun... Man, I have so many evil plans for our poor officers! [cackles] I'm almost not sure what to do to them first... But I know I'll figure something out :) Now, don't forget to review, because everybody knows that reviews are the only thing better than chocolate ice- cream :)