Request from:Val B.

Pairing: Kim x Ox

Story: The frog and the princess

Story pairing: frog X princess

Notes: As always, I modified the original story. Actually, this time I changed bits of the first part and then totally changed the whole ending. Kinda. Anyways, this chap was inspired by chap 51 of the manga, or better said, the whole part Kim was brain washed and etc. You'll find parts that resembles, somehow. I hope, Val B, this to be ok with you. I'll warn you before hand. It does not end happy. But you guys, all know that. Ah yes, one more thing:

I. Am. Back!!!!

Original Story: Too lazy to write the whole thing: w ww. authorama. com. /grimms-fairy-tales-12. html

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Leave me a kiss.

By lafeedeslilas

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She would play often next to the shore. Holding tight on her bosom, a golden ball.

This golden ball, was not any toy. This toy was her 'self', her innocence and life, it held.

She would toss it on the air, as if setting it free, and her laughter would ring through the sky, merrily. And I… I… would watch her from afar.

She would smile brighter than the sunlight, she would skip higher than any cloud. Her hair, sweeter in color than any cherry flower in full bloom, would adorn her lovely face as petals adorn a butterfly.

Because she was a princess.

I would lurk on the deep waters of the pond, I would watch her soar as I sunk. Cursed by heavens with this accursed form, I had been abandoned by hope in the abyss of despair. For I could not reach even if I extended my arms towards her; I knew she would not love me.

Because I was a frog.

However, fate decided to be kind one day, and gave me a chance. The golden sphere that my fair maiden treasured much, fell upon the place I waited for a miracle to come. She ran up to the spring in tears and cried midst her sobbing,

'Alas! if I could only get my ball again, I would give all my fine clothes and jewels, and everything that I have in the world. For if I were to not get it back, I shall die.'

Everything that she had in the world!

My mind cried at the empty words. I needed not the whole world but wished only for her love. I went up through the clear waters of the spring and as she begged for anyone's help, I was much joyful to oblige her plea.

'If you request for the stars, I shall collect them in a basket and present them to you with a bow. If you wish for a home, I shall work until the last sun sets and become your place to be. So I want not your pearls, and jewels, and fine clothes; but if you will let me have, at least, a single kiss from your soft lips, I shall bring you for what you ask for.'

And she accepted, and though it was a lie, I believed with all heart.

I dived and brought back her innocence, that had taken the form of the golden ball. But as she picked it up, she was overjoyed, and forgot about me and our promise, my only bond. She ran and ran to her home, and I chased after her with all my breath and called after her,

'Stay, princess, and leave me a kiss as you said,' But she did not stop to hear a word.

The little princess… never turned back to leave me, at least, one of her smiles which I dearly loved.

I afterwards knocked on her door for countless of moons, but she did not respond. It was not until the day that I could live no more and I lay on my death bed, that she came to me and sobbed.

"Do not die, my little friend. Fight for your life as you fought for mine and do not leave me behind for you, are the only one I can love." It was the voice of my little princess, the one he had recovered her essence for.

A gentle shimmer engulfed me and my body became heavy as lead. Through my eyes and water, I saw my reflected self, blessed with a human body. And I believed it to be the miracle of love. Magic, that was given to me for loving her so long.

I weakly tried to lift myself to hold the one who was to be my bride. But the new form wore me out and dragged me down to earth, because I had been gifted with a bigger heart.

However, though I was transformed into this form, my loved one wept; Her tears reached my face.

I opened my mouth, I wanted to console her. I strived to tell her that I was glad, that I was happy with the single act of her, holding my hand. But words were lost; already banned from my conscience, and I could say nothing.

"I'm so sorry, for forgetting my oath." She whispered and left me with a single kiss.

I smiled.

The princess had never really come.

But I left the world, with this sweetest dream imprinted on my soul.

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End.

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AN: How was it? = Review… nyu?*0.0* (sparkling puppy eyes?)