The Trouble with Trouble

...is that it often starts out as fun...

Kochou-hime

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This is set sometime after "The Ostiary's" side-story "Guilty of Being Innocent" (a.k.a, 1000 years in the past)

A.N. This as is rated mature will contain citrus, lemon, or lime (we've got a whole Sprite here!) Whatever you want to call it (S-E-X, look! I spelled it out for you).

There is, however, more to this little side-story than that so I will mark what I consider to be truly "mature" so feel free to read and skim if this sort of mature theme is not your cup of tea.

A booming crash of thunder ricocheted through a dark night currently plagued with storms. The skies' violent tears pelted against a window pane where the running droplets distorted the image of lightning angrily bringing its wrath upon the Earth. A shrill yelp escaped as a particularly large strike shook the ground and was followed by a startling clap of thunder. The room's sole occupant could be found balled in a heap beneath a sea of white covers as she, without any such luck, tried to ignore the tempest raging outside the safety of her bed. Squeezing her eyes shut when she once again felt the bed shake, Serenity let loose an exasperated sigh.

Of all things that were truly terrifying about residing once more in the land of old, fearing thunderstorms seemed utterly ridiculous. But nevertheless, she hated them as much as she had as a small girl. Even when the past Queen of the fae, Serenity's mother, would comfort her by claiming that the lightning was heaven's attempt at bringing just a little light to the pitch blackness of the night, her words were hardly comforting then, and certainly were not helpful now.

In the few months Serenity, the new Queen of the Moon and all of the fae, had returned to fulfill a mission to both avenge her parent's demise and stop the culprit from terrorizing the Earth she had experienced true and genuine fear. The beasts and monsters of legend told to stalk the land when the sun had abandoned the sky were as real as she. And these flesh and blood seeking creatures were truly more frightening than she could have ever imagined. But somehow the flaxen haired fairy had stood and fought bravely against them, although it certainly helped that a handful of creatures belonging to this league of night haunters had been at her side all along the way. One of them in particular had declared the fairy's safety to be his personal concern. This might've been comforting to Serenity if it weren't for this man's completely ironic identity, as Yami was a notorious vampire with a deadly reputation, despite his utterly bewitching appearance.

A sudden rustling noise from within the suite sent a jolt of fright through the petite woman as she gripped onto the sides of the sheets for dear life. Holding her breath and making her best attempt to disappear into the mattress, she said a few quick and jumbled prayers within her head.

'It's only my imagination. Snap out of it, Serenity! It must have been the wind…' But the royal felt her heart sink when another noise, a little louder this time, sounded from the adjoining room. Bravely peeking her terrified blues from under her covers she looked toward the bedroom's door and noticed a pale yellow light shining through the cracked entrance. The woman became rigid and stunned with surprise as she looked on in disbelief. She swore up and down she had put out all the lanterns within the sitting room before turning to bed…there had to be someone in her room. Another crash of thunder sent Serenity diving under the blanket and she nervously wrung her hands.

What should she do? Mina's quarters were at the complete other side of the manor. Could she possibly want to visit with her? Wouldn't she have made her presence known by now? It was a horribly cruel trick if the fairy cousin was playing a joke on her. Yami and the others, with the sole exception of Ra who had stayed behind to look out for the fairies, had been gone for four nights now. The Dragon King had suspected it may have taken weeks for them to retrieve the items the map had specified they collect, and since they were traveling through dangerous lands to find them, the vote had been unanimous for the peace-loving fairies to stay behind in one of Yami's esteemed homes. He had many, apparently. After four thousand years roaming the Earth both of their vampire companions had seemed to acquire several valuable items and a safe place to rest during the day was especially advantageous.

'Some secure house you have here, Yami,' Serenity thought bitterly to herself. The vampire sure had picked a time to be thousands of miles away. Slowly peeling away from the blanketed mattress, the petite fairy silently came to standing and dared not breathe. Fluidly grabbing her robe, she wrapped it around her flimsy sleep gown that was ivory in hue and hemmed short to mid-thigh. Gingerly tying up her floor length hair into lazy buns that were high enough to keep herself from tripping over the remaining long locks, she crept as noiselessly as she could to the barely opened door. Her breath racked when the sound of her steps made a creak against the floor. Clamping a hand over her mouth to keep herself from screaming, she felt terror fly through her entire form as the room's unwelcome visitor would have surely heard the noise. Adrenaline shot up from the base of her spine as the Queen boldly ripped open the door and gripped her hands into small fists ready to defend herself.

"Who's there?" Serenity demanded lowly; attempting to sound intimidating as she looked into an empty room. Cautiously stepping forward into the suite's other half, the fairy's eyes immediately darted to a flicker of movement. Nothing filled her line of sight, where the fire of one of the lit lanterns cast eerie shadows of the room's inanimate objects upon the white wall. "W-who's there?" She spoke again, sounding considerably less confident with a tremor in her voice. Without a second's warning a restraining arm flew around her waist and a large hand clamped against her mouth. Serenity immediately let loose a muffled scream as she reached and pulled with all her effort to remove the appendage away from her face. Squirming violently against the captor's iron-like hold, she suddenly paused when a familiar chuckle sounded from behind her.

"Struggle all you like, little fairy," a masculine voice whispered hoarsely into her ear. "I have you trapped like a defenseless rabbit, and I'd be crazy to let one as enchanting as you get out of this snare." Serenity whirled around upon feeling the grip loosen upon her.

"Yami!" Serenity breathed as relief washed across her troubled blues. Yami's brilliant red orbs glowed upon her as he wore a smirk across his attractive and tanned face. The locks of his spiky hair were weighed down lightly and evident of the man's trek through the pouring rain. A few golden strands hung low over his eyes and he didn't seem to mind their wet condition.

"Good evening, Serenity," he spoke cordially and with another breath, Serenity thankfully wrapped her arms around the dry shirt beneath his rain soaked coat. A silent smile appeared on the vampire's face as he returned her welcomed embrace with gentle arms. Pulling back slightly, the fairy looked up toward him with innocent and glossy blues.

"You scared me!" She cried out as he tilted his head to one side in regard.

"Did I?" He asked with a hint of sarcasm lacing his voice. "Well if frightening you will send you leaping into my arms like this perhaps I should do it more often." Serenity blushed and his hands fell from around her back as she put a few inches of distance between them. A boom from the storm sounded so loudly that is made the fairy jump, but the vampire thankfully didn't comment on it as he kept his eyes religiously focused on her smaller form.

"Ra said you and others wouldn't return for several more nights, a few weeks even, perhaps," Serenity quickly changed the subject as the man with tri-colored hair removed his wet jacket and slung it across a vacant chair. A coal-colored and long sleeved button down was all that covered his lithe torso as he turned his vibrant red eyes back to fully focus on her.

"While we did manage to find one of the three orbs, I thought I'd take a detour to come check up on my favorite fairy," he said with a smirk, "to see if you're still safe and sound of course." Reaching into his pocket he pulled out a small sphere that fit in the surface of his palm. It glowed dimly red as swirls of flashing light looking like shooting stars danced within it. Lifting a fine brow, Serenity looked from the object to the vampire skeptically.

"You told me this manor was perfectly safe." Serenity protested to which the vampire flashed his fangs in a grin.

"It is. But it appears you've caught me," his baritone voice sounded, "I've missed you; terribly," he admitted softly and a light pink tinge appeared on Serenity's cheeks in response. Abashedly turning away, Serenity reached toward a shelf against the wall and retrieved a cloth wrapped object and began to rapidly unwrap it.

"Well perhaps you all won't have to be away for much longer," the fairy spoke in an attempt to conceal her shyness toward the man's statement. "Because I found the second orb today." Yami looked toward the item in amazement as the equally sized orb glowed blue in her hands. "Mina and I wandered into a magic shop within the town just outside the manor's walls. We had to bargain quite a bit to buy it from the owner but we succeeded!" Serenity explained with a smile and surprisingly, the two objects floated from the others' hand and combined to form a purple glowing sphere that settled within the vampire's palm. Once again pocketing the now combined item, his eyes fell upon her in a hard scrutiny.

"While normally I'd be impressed you found such an elusive item so easily I'm beyond upset you put your safety at risk by gallivanting in a place infested with beggars, thieves, and even more unsavory dwellers on your own." Yami spoke coldly and appeared wholly displeased with the woman before him.

"I wasn't alone. If you had been listening you would remember that I said Mina was with me." Serenity replied cheekily yet still failed to crack the taller man's stern expression.

"As far as I'm concerned if you're not near enough for me to protect you; you are alone." He replied darkly. "And to think about all the effort I put into making sure that not even a single soul would dare come near this property. It's not that I didn't enjoy it," he paused and grinned in his memory "but the whole endeavor just seems fruitless when you so flippantly defy my simple and considerate request." The man seemed at least mildly in better spirits now as he studied the fuming fairy.

"Just because I don't believe in killing doesn't mean I won't defend myself if I must!" Serenity protested heatedly. "I'm not some little bird, you know. You cannot just lock me up in a cage and visit me at your leisure."

"Are you sure?" Yami rumbled; his desiring eyes glinted as the candlelight flickered within them. "But your voice is so melodic, like music to my ears." He mused as he dipped his head closer to hers. "And what about those extraordinary wings of yours? It's a pity you spend so much time hiding them." The vampire grinned, now having drifted closed the space between them. The fairy swallowed hard as something about the man's approach seemed everything but innocently intentioned. Capturing her concerned blues with his hypnotic stare he donned only a sliver of a smile.

"Just like every well constructed estate this manor has quite the spacious dungeon." Yami revealed, sounding absolutely villainous in the way the words rolled off his tongue. "It's rather useful for holding onto something you don't want flying away." Lifting one her hands to his face, the vampire studied her slender wrist briefly before placing a lingering kiss upon it. "I wonder how you would fair in shackles. I'd gamble that if I chained you to the dungeon walls for a few nights you'd think twice about frolicking into death's hungry jaws so carelessly." Serenity turned a lovely shade of pallor as a flash of lightning cast an eerie glow upon the fanged man's ill-boding expression.

"Serenity," Yami whispered lowly earning a shallow gasp from the blonde. "I'm joking." He said with a soft chuckle. The royal fairy angrily pushed away from him, but relishing in a few throaty laughs the teasing man wrapped the slim woman against him with a pair of strong arms. Finally relenting and returning the embrace, Serenity's clouded orbs glared up at him in annoyance as she rested her face against his solid chest. Settling his mirth, Yami lifted a hand to move away a few stray strands of golden bangs away from her eyes.

"How many times must we go over this?" He chided gently, "I've shown you nothing but kindness and yet you still question my intentions." The vampire wore a half smile, but Serenity flinched when a brief twinge of pain gleamed and quickly evaporated from his stare.

"Well you are a vampire, who are known to not be very honest," she replied, "in fact; you're not known to be very honest." The fairy pointed out skeptically as he looked bemusedly upon her.

"Don't confuse honesty with being ruthless. I may not be very nice to my opponents but I've always been honest about it." Yami corrected; his statement sending a nervous chill throughout the woman in his arms. "Nevertheless, I like you, and how could I be cruel to someone as delightful as you are?" He charmed. Serenity couldn't help but crack a sly smile as he smirked down toward her.

"Well threatening to chain me up in the dungeons wasn't very nice!" The blonde countered playfully.

"Oh, Serenity," he sighed as he brushed the tip of his nose alongside her own. "If I were to tie you up I assure you, I'd do everything possible to ensure it was nothing but pleasant." He rolled and before Serenity could stutter a response to such a provocative statement he brought his smiling lips against hers. A soft rumble sounded from the crimson-eyed man's chest as he parted from her breathless lips.

"Although you hardly deserve it, I did bring you a small surprise..." Yami trailed as he relinquished his embrace and held onto her right hand. Nodding to a small wooden table in the room Serenity noticed a small white box wrapped with a pale blue ribbon. A sweet scent she hadn't noticed previously filled her nose and she knew immediately the gift was a sugary treat of some sort. Her eyes lit up happily as she looked back at him.

"Can I have it right now?" Serenity couldn't help but grin in her excitement.

"Of course," Yami replied smoothly as the petite fairy rushed to the table and sat down. The vampire watched her hurry amusedly as he languidly moved to slide into the seat across from her. Liberating the box from its cover, Serenity's eyes widened as she stared upon the most indulging piece of chocolate cake she had ever seen.

"I used to always be scolded for eating sweets this late at night," Serenity commented as she plunged her spoon into the oozing chocolate and cake filled layers. Yami leaned against the armrest, thrusting a hand into his spiky locks of damp hair as he smirked upon her.

"I sometimes find that the forbidden fruit tastes better than all the others," The man commented. Flashing him an appreciative smile, Serenity placed the sweet delicacy into her mouth and sighed. As she continued to savor each delicious spoonful in small portions she would occasionally toss her glance across the table to the vampire who seemed content to watch her silently. The longing look in his glorious red orbs, however, did not go unnoticed by the sugar loving fairy.

She and Yami's relationship had come to be rather complex over the past few months. What one was to the other was currently unclear, but at the same time the two were in no way just mere platonic friends. It had all started out innocently enough, at least on her part. He would often steal butterfly light kisses from her when she was unprepared to spurn his advances, much to her own fury and his amusement, but after sometime all of that had changed.

The fairy had always been attracted to the gorgeous specimen of a man, much to her own chagrin at the time. And eventually, on a night very similar to this one where he had shown up in her room unannounced and uninvited she in a daze of completely irrational desires had welcomed his deepened kiss and he had been nothing but trouble ever since. Incredibly alluring, hot and steamy trouble. Serenity shifted in her seat uncomfortably as she felt a pulsing heat flood down to her pelvis. She became very much aware of her incredibly short robe and night gown; just now realizing perhaps it wasn't sending the most appropriate message to the hot-blooded man sitting across from her. Sparing him a brave glance she shivered under his smoldering stare and immediately looked away as she shoveled an icing-rich bite of cake into her mouth.

Though she was, for all intensive purposes, still a proper virgin some of Yami's more talented ministrations had ensured there was nothing proper about it. He had somehow managed to indulge her in the throes of indescribable pleasure without removing even a stitch of either of their clothing. In all honesty he probably wouldn't even have had to touch her at all if he chose to use those wicked mind manipulating powers of his that were apparently useful for inducing any sort of feeling whether it be satisfaction or pain. The fairy's indulgent thoughts were suddenly interrupted as the roaming storm had returned with a vengeance. A crashing attack from the skies above sent Serenity into a violent wave of trembles as she immediately let her spoon fall to the table, leaving just one solitary morsel of dessert left unconsumed. It took everything she had to keep from sprinting back to her bed as she could hear the whistling wind scream from the outside of the large manor.

"Why do you fear thunderstorms?" Yami's baritone voice rang, earning the still shaking girl's attention.

Attempting to gain control of herself she looked to the man who now reclined coolly in his seat. Besides appearing completely lackadaisical his serious ruby hued eyes appeared ethereal in the dimly lit room as they stared obsessively upon her. The monster that sat only a few feet away from Serenity was absolutely comfortable in this environment as if he welcomed the skies' war with the Earth. While she on the other hand, trembled like a dying leaf clinging to a branch desperately in the raging winds. And how had that beautiful fanged man deciphered one of her greatest fears? Much to her continuing dismay, he had of course read it from her mind.

"Why don't you tell me? You're the one breaking into my private thoughts." Serenity bit back defensively. A smirk grew on the night dweller's face as he watched the terrified girl's eyes carefully.

"It doesn't work that way. Though your thoughts this evening have certainly been interesting you haven't revealed why you tremble in the presence of a mere midnight storm." Turning away from him with a blush, the blue-eyed fairy felt icy when the flaming lanterns, requiring more oil, burned away into nothing leaving a room filled with darkness save for the occasional streak of lightning that would briefly reveal a temporary flash of light.

"I don't know," she answered quietly, once again staring to the figure across from her who didn't require even the slightest shred of light to see in the darkness. With a creak he leaned forward in his chair and Serenity held her breath when she caught a glimpse of his haunting red eyes that almost seemed to glow on their very own. Though he had truly never caused her an ounce of harm, she couldn't help but fear him at times. It was ingrained within her being to avoid creatures like him, who in any normal circumstance would tear into her flesh and drink her blood without a second thought.

"Fear of such things isn't real." Yami spoke. "An irrational fear is usually born from some unpleasant experience tied to the object of terror."

"How do you know that?" Serenity challenged, feeling the evermore increasing desire to run away with each crash sounding outside the room's window.

"I'm somewhat of an expert in the subject. Fear, that is." He replied. Feeling skittish in the darkness, Serenity suddenly stood.

"Well, there's nothing I can do about it. So I should just try to go to sleep." She mustered.

The air was abruptly knocked from her lungs as the sound of objects smashing to the floor filled her ears. Serenity's back connected with the hard surface of the table now rid of its other contents as a greedy and commanding mouth connected with hers. Yami's hungry mouth demanded full acquisition of hers as he probed his feverous tongue past her lips to claim her own tongue as his prize.

The fairy's hands were pinned behind her head by one of the vampire's and Serenity momentarily forgot her terror as she felt the tips of his free heated fingers brush up her thigh. Pulling back his attacking tongue he grinned when the pinned woman squeaked upon feeling his fingers drift along the edges of the lacy garment that was the only guard between she and him beneath her short ivory dress.

"Overcoming fear is a process that unfortunately takes some time." Yami's voice was raspy as he retrieved his free hand from beneath her gown and let it glide up to the robe's tie around her waist. Easily freeing the satin strap, the garment slid open leaving Serenity trapped and vulnerable beneath the garnet-eyed monster's perusal in nothing but a tiny night dress. Serenity caught his carnal gaze just as her uncertain blue eyes adjusted to seeing dimly within the darkness.

Her chest was heaving heavily with breath as Yami leaned further over the table and drifted his mouth back to her lips greeting them with a slow and savoring kiss. A single drop from Yami's still damp hair fell cold against her neck sending her skin vibrating in a chill. Turning his attention to the small bead of moisture, the vampire retrieved it with a soft and idle swipe of his tongue. The feeling of a torrid and wet heat against the sensitive skin elicited a squeal from Serenity.

"Ahh," Yami sighed as his hot breath ghosted across where he had tasted her. "I think we should start with replacing your bad memories of thunderstorms with some fantastic ones. Don't you?" He whispered. Serenity was at a loss of words as she lay beneath his marvelous and hovering form.

"After all, it wouldn't be quite fair if you were the only one to enjoy a luscious dessert tonight, sweet Serenity." Yami grinned as the angry storm continued to scream into the night.

Since I got a few comments where some people thought they might be interested in reading something between these two that's a little more "mature" I thought I would try my hand at it even though I've honestly never written anything with a "lemon" before.

But that'll all be in part two of this story so you have to review to get the goods! XD (You mad, brah? jk)

Please let me know what you think so far! I'm not super confident in writing more "mature themes" so your encouragement/comments would truly be helpful! This first part was obviously pretty mild but part two won't be the same so if you're not wanting to read the "mature" parts it'll be marked accordingly.

Please Read and Review! (lots of reviews=quick update! ;D)

~Kochou-hime