Genesis, Chapter 1
By Distant Sky King
Rated PG-13
All standard disclaimers apply.
Author's Note:
This fanfiction is an attempt to tell the story of how Haruka and
Michiru initially met during the Silver Millennium. Parts of this
story may be too mature for younger audiences, so if you're under 18
or don't think you can handle adult situations, turn back now.
Chapter 1
The Princess of Uranus rolled over and winced at the vile sunlight
streaming through her open chamber window. The birds in the trees outside
chirped and twittered madly in the glory of morning, heralding the dawning of a
new day. If only the Princess could share in their excitement. She was
normally up before the birds and out the door wandering the vast grounds in the
morning mist, but not today. Oh no.
She lay back on her bed, staring blankly at the white marble ceiling above
her, and tried to recall her duties for the day. Get out of bed, wash up, get
dressed, greet the Queen, then off to class, her music lesson and eventually
onto some free time. No free time today, though, she remembered darkly.
Directly after her music lesson she was to prepare for a state dinner honoring
the royal family from Neptune. What did she care about another stuffy family
dropping their snobby kid into the Queen's lap? The other four already present
were all vacant and frilly, and the last thing she wanted was for another clone
to have the run of the Palace. She silently cursed the day her family left her
with such fools.
At least she had her brother, Orion. He was different. Like her, he
resented being abandoned by their parents to such a dull existence, but unlike
his sister, he adapted. He even went so far as to make friends with the other
girls and flirted with them outrageously. And being the only available male of
age within a five-mile radius, they flirted back. Because of the Princess's
short blonde hair and boyish good looks and wardrobe, they assumed she was a boy
too and tried mercilessly to win her to their side, but she rather impolitely
informed them she was female, and they backed off. Only the Queen's daughter
was dense enough to try to engage her now, but she was safe: the Princess of the
Moon was destined for young and handsome Prince Endymion. Uranus honestly
didn't think he was that great, but from the way all the girls mooned over him
there must have been something she was missing. Yeah, a complete lack of
interest in men altogether, she snorted to herself. If only they knew.
In fact, no one knew. She hadn't even told her brother, and he was the
closest person in her life. As accepting as she knew him to be, she was never
quite sure how and when to tell him, and every time she tried something came up.
As for the other girls...It was more honest to say that Uranus avoided them
because she didn't want them to treat her like an outcast. Sure, she thought
they were cute. A couple of them even classified as beautiful, but she didn't
want a brainless chit like them. Only the Princess of Mercury showed any
semblance of intelligence, but Uranus knew that if she were to approach her
she'd run screaming. The other girls knew that she was different, but
attributed it to the fact that the only role model she had and the only
available boy around was her own gorgeous twin brother, Orion. Part of that may
have been true, but the real reason was that she preferred girls to boys.
The Princess of Uranus sighed and rolled out of bed, shivering at the
chilly marble under her feet. She gingerly padded across the room to her closet
and chose her clothing for the day: A nice white button-down shirt and navy blue
slacks. Functional but sharp. Queen Serenity and her teachers wouldn't like
it, but she wasn't looking for their approval. She rather unceremoniously
pulled on her clothing and wandered into the bathroom. As she raised the comb
to her mass of thick and tangled blonde locks, she gazed disgustedly at her
reflection in the mirror and sighed.
God had cursed her by giving her a body that didn't match her mind, and
she resented it. Already at fourteen years of age the form she kept concealed
under men's clothing was beginning to blossom into something the opposite sex
would cry over. She was taller than most other girls and matched height with
the boys, and her deep green eyes were both sharp and smoldering. Her other
facial features were handsomely androgynous, but that wasn't the problem. The
problem lay with her hard to conceal breasts and curves. Although her body
showed that she was becoming a woman, she certainly didn't feel like one.
She finished with her hair and flung the comb into the sink.
Another tedious day.
Orion was waiting for her outside her chamber door.
"You're late this morning," he noted, nodding his good morning.
"So are you."
His face, which looked so much like her own, flushed a bit. "Well, uh,
Venus had something she wanted to show me."
Uranus smiled slyly at his admission. "Oh, I'm sure she did," she
replied.
Her brother jammed his fists into his pockets and coughed uncomfortably.
"Easy for you," he grumbled. "The only single guy around here is me. It's not
like there's anyone around for you to flirt with."
She didn't plan on it happening like this, but Uranus decided it was just
as good a time to tell him as any. Besides, with their schooling and training
picking up, who knew when she'd have another chance to tell him who she really
was?
"Orion," she began uncertainly. "I don't--"
"Princess Uranus!" a stern voice came from behind.
Another opportunity out the window.
"Princess Uranus, what do you think you are wearing?" the voice said
again. It's possessor proved itself to be a rather short and squat middle-aged
woman with hard, unforgiving eyes and a mouth so drawn and tight Uranus often
wondered how she was even able to speak, let alone eat to keep herself alive.
Intravenous, most likely.
"It's what I usually wear, Madam Delta," she replied patiently.
"Idiot child," the woman commented rudely. "Don't you know that this is a
special day? The royal family from Neptune is here and you can't face them
looking like that!"
Uranus blinked and seemed to notice her brother's formal attire for the
first time. His usual slacks and shirt were replaced with a freshly pressed
charcoal suit and tie. It looked rather good on him.
"Well?" Madam Delta demanded impatiently. "What are you waiting for? Go
change!" She forced open the door to Uranus's chamber and stood waiting for the
princess to enter, arms crossed over her ample breasts.
Uranus bowed her head in defeat and sulked into her room, Orion following
her close behind.
"I'll make sure she changes," Orion said to Madam Delta's questioning
glare. The beast nodded, satisfied, and closed the door.
Orion waited for the explosion, and was not disappointed when it came.
"Who does she think she is, pushing me around like that?" Uranus demanded
of her brother angrily.
"She's the head of the House, sis," he replied levelly. "She has the
Queen's authority."
"Fuck her authority!" She started pacing the room.
The Prince heaved a sigh. His sister could be difficult over certain
things, but this one was just plain silly. How hard was it to dress a little
nicer?
"You can't just throw on a suit coat and a tie?" he asked.
Uranus stopped her angry pacing and shot her brother an icy look. "Do you
know how long it took me to convince the Queen to let me wear pants at all?" she
asked him.
Orion frowned. "I see," he replied. He knew her view on dresses and knew
better than to suggest one, lest he find his head separated from his shoulders.
"I think I have an extra that may fit you," he said. "Come on."
Moments later the Princess of Uranus shrugged herself into a navy blue
coat that matched her slacks as if they were tailored together. She stood in
front of her brother's full-length mirror and admired her appearance.
"It's perfect!" she exclaimed.
Orion stood back and examined his sister from a slight distance. She
really did look good. He smiled slightly as he imagined her as a real boy, and
quite possibly competition for the other girls' attention.
"You know, if you keep dressing like this boys will never notice you," he
said thoughtfully.
"I don't care if they do or not," Uranus responded indignantly. "They're
not very important."
"Thanks," he said dryly.
"Anytime."
Orion checked his watch and gave a low whistle. "Shit, we're late," he
said. "We'd better get going."
Uranus nodded and grabbed a necktie from her brother's armoire as they
left the room.
"I hope the Queen doesn't freak out seeing you like this," Orion muttered
to her as they hurried down the marble hall.
His sister shrugged. "I've shocked her with worse before," she told him
and winked.
The tutors gave a start when the Princess of Uranus arrived to class
looking almost exactly like her brother. Truth to tell, none of them could
really distinguish between the two and made it through the classes by randomly
calling out either Uranus or Orion, trying to vainly discover who was who. The
other Princesses could tell the difference but still regarded Uranus
appreciatively, despite knowing her true identity.
The one person in class who didn't seem to notice anything astray didn't
know any better because she was new.
Uranus noticed her sitting across the room immediately; almost as
immediately as her brother.
"Wow, she's--" Orion breathed.
"--gorgeous," Uranus finished. And she was. The young lady in question
looked up at them with beautiful blue eyes, as if she'd read their thoughts.
Her wavy locks of aqua colored hair was odd, yet looked extremely natural
perched atop her perfectly shaped head. Her facial features were small and
delicate, and a gentle smile played at her lips. Uranus felt an instant
attraction to her. It was an odd feeling, especially since she had never felt
that way toward any of the other girls, but justifiably so: This new girl blew
them all out of the water.
"I have to meet her," Orion scrawled on a piece of paper in his sister's
open notebook.
Me too, she thought.
"Class, this is the Princess of Neptune," their grizzled old teacher
announced, gesturing toward the new beauty.
Great, another princess, Uranus thought darkly. Probably just as
brainless as the other girls.
"She will be attending classes with us from now on," the teacher drawled
on, but Uranus didn't hear him. She was lost, gazing at the Princess of
Neptune.
The new girl looked up again and caught Uranus's gaze and offered her a
wink. Uranus flushed slightly and shifted her eyes back toward the front of the
classroom. An elbow suddenly caught her in the ribs.
"Did you see that?" the notebook paper now read. "She winked at me!"
Uranus frowned at her brother's message and tore the sheet out of her
notebook. So she wasn't winking at her after all. It was foolish to think she
was. Besides, what chance did she have? She was female. No self-respecting
well-bred princess would ever acknowledge her in that way. But wasn't she a
princess, too? She respected herself enough to be true to her real feelings,
much more than the others, she suspected. But why was she different? Once
again she thought about the joke God was playing on her. Very funny, old man.
Very funny, indeed. Uranus spent the rest of her class time in silent turmoil.
Her piano lesson passed pretty much in the same manner. Frustrated with
her fumbling fingers and faltering technique, the instructor sent her away,
scolding her for not practicing. What Uranus didn't tell her was that she had
practiced, very hard in fact, but her mind was occupied with something else. A
much deeper and more tedious task. What exactly was she? She asked herself
that question many times that day and she was nowhere near a pleasant answer.
The only thing she came up with so far was that she was a freak, an abomination.
She was a woman who preferred other women to men. That wasn't the way of
royalty. She was expected to become a graceful ruler and marry a handsome young
man and produce children by the dozens. She shuddered at the thought of a man
touching her in an intimate manner, and it made her cringe inside to even
conceive a child. If she couldn't bring herself to marry a man and have
children, what was she?
She was the Princess of Uranus, the most confused human being in the
entire universe.
She lay on her back in the royal gardens underneath her favorite oak tree,
her right arm across her forehead, borrowed suit coat on the lush grass a couple
feet away. She gazed thoughtfully into the leafy green expanse above her,
trying vainly to will her torrid thoughts to cease for just a moment. She was
giving herself a headache.
What am I?
"Hello?" a sweet voice questioned.
Uranus looked up, startled. Everyone knew to leave her alone when they
spotted her under the tree. Everyone, that is, except for the new girl.
Wide green eyes met deep blue as she sat up, her heart racing. She was
even more beautiful close up.
The Princess of Neptune smiled gently. "I noticed you watching me in
class today," she said mildly. "I wanted to introduce myself."
So it was her she had winked at! Uranus's heart rate quickened.
"May I sit down?" the aqua-haired beauty asked.
The other girl blinked in surprise and shook herself out of her daze. "Of
course," she managed to croak.
Neptune gracefully seated herself next to Uranus and gently smoothed the
wrinkles out of her long blue skirt. "I'm the Princess of Neptune," she said
warmly, extending her hand.
Uranus took it apprehensively and gave it a quick shake. "Uranus," she
replied.
"And Orion is your brother?" she asked.
The blonde's heart sank. So she was just going to ask about her brother.
Damn her luck.
"I only ask because you two look like twins, and I thought the only ones
named after the ruling planets were female," Neptune explained.
Uranus nodded, dumbstruck.
"Since the teacher apparently couldn't figure out who was who, I decided
to investigate myself," she continued, smiling. "I'm very pleased to meet you,
Princess Uranus."
"Uh, likewise," she stammered. It was then that she realized their hands
were still clasped together, but they weren't shaking. She withdrew hers,
blushing slightly.
Neptune appeared not to notice. "Which room is yours?" she asked.
Damn, the girl was full of questions. But you're enjoying it, she chided
herself silently.
"The fourth on the right, in the marble wing," she told her.
"The fourth? That's number seven, right? I'm in number five. It looks
like we're going to be neighbors!"
Uranus hadn't counted on this. She knew the other girl would have to be
lodged somewhere but she didn't think it would be the room adjacent to her own.
A room which, she remembered, shared and was adjoined by a bathroom. Not only
would she have to see the gorgeous princess during class and social functions,
but she'd be forced to see her every time she left her room or needed to shower.
A wicked joke, indeed.
"Looks like."
Neptune nodded enthusiastically and smiled at her again.
God, she was gorgeous when she did that.
Just then, Orion appeared around the hedge. "There you are!" he exclaimed
upon seeing his sister and the object of his desire seated together under the
oak. "Aren't you going to introduce me?" he asked.
"Princess Neptune, this is my brother Orion, the Prince of Uranus," the
blonde reported dutifully. "He's an all right guy, but watch out: He can charm
the birds right out of the sky."
Orion shot her an unamused glare and turned his attention back to the
gorgeous creature before him. "It's a great pleasure to meet you, my lady," he
drawled, kissing the back of her hand.
Uranus rolled her eyes.
Neptune frowned slightly at the young man and slowly slid her hand from
his grasp. Regaining her composure enough to manage a slight smile, she stood
and brushed the grass from her skirt. "It was nice meeting you," she told
Orion, "but I am unfortunately late for my session with the Queen." She turned
to Uranus and smiled genuinely this time. "I'm glad we're to be neighbors," she
said, "and hopefully friends."
"Good luck," Orion teased. "She doesn't make friends easily."
Both girls glared at him levelly.
"I really must be going," Neptune said again. "We'll meet again soon."
She turned and walked gracefully away from them, waving slightly as she left.
"She really is something," Orion breathed, watching her go.
Uranus was disgusted. "You're not even interested in her mind or
personality, are you?"
"What?"
"You heard what I said. You only want her for her body. Admit it."
Orion shrugged. "She seemed like a cold fish to me," he said. "What is
there left to admire but her body?"
The blonde girl suddenly felt a rage well up inside her the likes of which
she'd never felt before. She leaped to her feet, and before she could stop
herself, punched her brother square in the jaw. The blow was powerful and
knocked him to the ground, sending his books sprawling on the grass. A couple
courtiers looked up from their sojourn by the pond.
"What was that for?" Orion demanded, rubbing his jaw. "That really hurt!"
"You can be such an ass sometimes," Uranus muttered darkly. She swept up
her coat and marched back to her room, leaving her brother stunned and
speechless in the grass.
End Part 1
End Note:
Thanks for reading the first chapter of Genesis! I hope this has piqued your
interest enough to make you want to move on with the rest of the story. I'm
afraid it's gaining epic proportions, so rest assured that there will be more to
come!
Send all questions, comments, flames, etc. to [email protected]!
By Distant Sky King
Rated PG-13
All standard disclaimers apply.
Author's Note:
This fanfiction is an attempt to tell the story of how Haruka and
Michiru initially met during the Silver Millennium. Parts of this
story may be too mature for younger audiences, so if you're under 18
or don't think you can handle adult situations, turn back now.
Chapter 1
The Princess of Uranus rolled over and winced at the vile sunlight
streaming through her open chamber window. The birds in the trees outside
chirped and twittered madly in the glory of morning, heralding the dawning of a
new day. If only the Princess could share in their excitement. She was
normally up before the birds and out the door wandering the vast grounds in the
morning mist, but not today. Oh no.
She lay back on her bed, staring blankly at the white marble ceiling above
her, and tried to recall her duties for the day. Get out of bed, wash up, get
dressed, greet the Queen, then off to class, her music lesson and eventually
onto some free time. No free time today, though, she remembered darkly.
Directly after her music lesson she was to prepare for a state dinner honoring
the royal family from Neptune. What did she care about another stuffy family
dropping their snobby kid into the Queen's lap? The other four already present
were all vacant and frilly, and the last thing she wanted was for another clone
to have the run of the Palace. She silently cursed the day her family left her
with such fools.
At least she had her brother, Orion. He was different. Like her, he
resented being abandoned by their parents to such a dull existence, but unlike
his sister, he adapted. He even went so far as to make friends with the other
girls and flirted with them outrageously. And being the only available male of
age within a five-mile radius, they flirted back. Because of the Princess's
short blonde hair and boyish good looks and wardrobe, they assumed she was a boy
too and tried mercilessly to win her to their side, but she rather impolitely
informed them she was female, and they backed off. Only the Queen's daughter
was dense enough to try to engage her now, but she was safe: the Princess of the
Moon was destined for young and handsome Prince Endymion. Uranus honestly
didn't think he was that great, but from the way all the girls mooned over him
there must have been something she was missing. Yeah, a complete lack of
interest in men altogether, she snorted to herself. If only they knew.
In fact, no one knew. She hadn't even told her brother, and he was the
closest person in her life. As accepting as she knew him to be, she was never
quite sure how and when to tell him, and every time she tried something came up.
As for the other girls...It was more honest to say that Uranus avoided them
because she didn't want them to treat her like an outcast. Sure, she thought
they were cute. A couple of them even classified as beautiful, but she didn't
want a brainless chit like them. Only the Princess of Mercury showed any
semblance of intelligence, but Uranus knew that if she were to approach her
she'd run screaming. The other girls knew that she was different, but
attributed it to the fact that the only role model she had and the only
available boy around was her own gorgeous twin brother, Orion. Part of that may
have been true, but the real reason was that she preferred girls to boys.
The Princess of Uranus sighed and rolled out of bed, shivering at the
chilly marble under her feet. She gingerly padded across the room to her closet
and chose her clothing for the day: A nice white button-down shirt and navy blue
slacks. Functional but sharp. Queen Serenity and her teachers wouldn't like
it, but she wasn't looking for their approval. She rather unceremoniously
pulled on her clothing and wandered into the bathroom. As she raised the comb
to her mass of thick and tangled blonde locks, she gazed disgustedly at her
reflection in the mirror and sighed.
God had cursed her by giving her a body that didn't match her mind, and
she resented it. Already at fourteen years of age the form she kept concealed
under men's clothing was beginning to blossom into something the opposite sex
would cry over. She was taller than most other girls and matched height with
the boys, and her deep green eyes were both sharp and smoldering. Her other
facial features were handsomely androgynous, but that wasn't the problem. The
problem lay with her hard to conceal breasts and curves. Although her body
showed that she was becoming a woman, she certainly didn't feel like one.
She finished with her hair and flung the comb into the sink.
Another tedious day.
Orion was waiting for her outside her chamber door.
"You're late this morning," he noted, nodding his good morning.
"So are you."
His face, which looked so much like her own, flushed a bit. "Well, uh,
Venus had something she wanted to show me."
Uranus smiled slyly at his admission. "Oh, I'm sure she did," she
replied.
Her brother jammed his fists into his pockets and coughed uncomfortably.
"Easy for you," he grumbled. "The only single guy around here is me. It's not
like there's anyone around for you to flirt with."
She didn't plan on it happening like this, but Uranus decided it was just
as good a time to tell him as any. Besides, with their schooling and training
picking up, who knew when she'd have another chance to tell him who she really
was?
"Orion," she began uncertainly. "I don't--"
"Princess Uranus!" a stern voice came from behind.
Another opportunity out the window.
"Princess Uranus, what do you think you are wearing?" the voice said
again. It's possessor proved itself to be a rather short and squat middle-aged
woman with hard, unforgiving eyes and a mouth so drawn and tight Uranus often
wondered how she was even able to speak, let alone eat to keep herself alive.
Intravenous, most likely.
"It's what I usually wear, Madam Delta," she replied patiently.
"Idiot child," the woman commented rudely. "Don't you know that this is a
special day? The royal family from Neptune is here and you can't face them
looking like that!"
Uranus blinked and seemed to notice her brother's formal attire for the
first time. His usual slacks and shirt were replaced with a freshly pressed
charcoal suit and tie. It looked rather good on him.
"Well?" Madam Delta demanded impatiently. "What are you waiting for? Go
change!" She forced open the door to Uranus's chamber and stood waiting for the
princess to enter, arms crossed over her ample breasts.
Uranus bowed her head in defeat and sulked into her room, Orion following
her close behind.
"I'll make sure she changes," Orion said to Madam Delta's questioning
glare. The beast nodded, satisfied, and closed the door.
Orion waited for the explosion, and was not disappointed when it came.
"Who does she think she is, pushing me around like that?" Uranus demanded
of her brother angrily.
"She's the head of the House, sis," he replied levelly. "She has the
Queen's authority."
"Fuck her authority!" She started pacing the room.
The Prince heaved a sigh. His sister could be difficult over certain
things, but this one was just plain silly. How hard was it to dress a little
nicer?
"You can't just throw on a suit coat and a tie?" he asked.
Uranus stopped her angry pacing and shot her brother an icy look. "Do you
know how long it took me to convince the Queen to let me wear pants at all?" she
asked him.
Orion frowned. "I see," he replied. He knew her view on dresses and knew
better than to suggest one, lest he find his head separated from his shoulders.
"I think I have an extra that may fit you," he said. "Come on."
Moments later the Princess of Uranus shrugged herself into a navy blue
coat that matched her slacks as if they were tailored together. She stood in
front of her brother's full-length mirror and admired her appearance.
"It's perfect!" she exclaimed.
Orion stood back and examined his sister from a slight distance. She
really did look good. He smiled slightly as he imagined her as a real boy, and
quite possibly competition for the other girls' attention.
"You know, if you keep dressing like this boys will never notice you," he
said thoughtfully.
"I don't care if they do or not," Uranus responded indignantly. "They're
not very important."
"Thanks," he said dryly.
"Anytime."
Orion checked his watch and gave a low whistle. "Shit, we're late," he
said. "We'd better get going."
Uranus nodded and grabbed a necktie from her brother's armoire as they
left the room.
"I hope the Queen doesn't freak out seeing you like this," Orion muttered
to her as they hurried down the marble hall.
His sister shrugged. "I've shocked her with worse before," she told him
and winked.
The tutors gave a start when the Princess of Uranus arrived to class
looking almost exactly like her brother. Truth to tell, none of them could
really distinguish between the two and made it through the classes by randomly
calling out either Uranus or Orion, trying to vainly discover who was who. The
other Princesses could tell the difference but still regarded Uranus
appreciatively, despite knowing her true identity.
The one person in class who didn't seem to notice anything astray didn't
know any better because she was new.
Uranus noticed her sitting across the room immediately; almost as
immediately as her brother.
"Wow, she's--" Orion breathed.
"--gorgeous," Uranus finished. And she was. The young lady in question
looked up at them with beautiful blue eyes, as if she'd read their thoughts.
Her wavy locks of aqua colored hair was odd, yet looked extremely natural
perched atop her perfectly shaped head. Her facial features were small and
delicate, and a gentle smile played at her lips. Uranus felt an instant
attraction to her. It was an odd feeling, especially since she had never felt
that way toward any of the other girls, but justifiably so: This new girl blew
them all out of the water.
"I have to meet her," Orion scrawled on a piece of paper in his sister's
open notebook.
Me too, she thought.
"Class, this is the Princess of Neptune," their grizzled old teacher
announced, gesturing toward the new beauty.
Great, another princess, Uranus thought darkly. Probably just as
brainless as the other girls.
"She will be attending classes with us from now on," the teacher drawled
on, but Uranus didn't hear him. She was lost, gazing at the Princess of
Neptune.
The new girl looked up again and caught Uranus's gaze and offered her a
wink. Uranus flushed slightly and shifted her eyes back toward the front of the
classroom. An elbow suddenly caught her in the ribs.
"Did you see that?" the notebook paper now read. "She winked at me!"
Uranus frowned at her brother's message and tore the sheet out of her
notebook. So she wasn't winking at her after all. It was foolish to think she
was. Besides, what chance did she have? She was female. No self-respecting
well-bred princess would ever acknowledge her in that way. But wasn't she a
princess, too? She respected herself enough to be true to her real feelings,
much more than the others, she suspected. But why was she different? Once
again she thought about the joke God was playing on her. Very funny, old man.
Very funny, indeed. Uranus spent the rest of her class time in silent turmoil.
Her piano lesson passed pretty much in the same manner. Frustrated with
her fumbling fingers and faltering technique, the instructor sent her away,
scolding her for not practicing. What Uranus didn't tell her was that she had
practiced, very hard in fact, but her mind was occupied with something else. A
much deeper and more tedious task. What exactly was she? She asked herself
that question many times that day and she was nowhere near a pleasant answer.
The only thing she came up with so far was that she was a freak, an abomination.
She was a woman who preferred other women to men. That wasn't the way of
royalty. She was expected to become a graceful ruler and marry a handsome young
man and produce children by the dozens. She shuddered at the thought of a man
touching her in an intimate manner, and it made her cringe inside to even
conceive a child. If she couldn't bring herself to marry a man and have
children, what was she?
She was the Princess of Uranus, the most confused human being in the
entire universe.
She lay on her back in the royal gardens underneath her favorite oak tree,
her right arm across her forehead, borrowed suit coat on the lush grass a couple
feet away. She gazed thoughtfully into the leafy green expanse above her,
trying vainly to will her torrid thoughts to cease for just a moment. She was
giving herself a headache.
What am I?
"Hello?" a sweet voice questioned.
Uranus looked up, startled. Everyone knew to leave her alone when they
spotted her under the tree. Everyone, that is, except for the new girl.
Wide green eyes met deep blue as she sat up, her heart racing. She was
even more beautiful close up.
The Princess of Neptune smiled gently. "I noticed you watching me in
class today," she said mildly. "I wanted to introduce myself."
So it was her she had winked at! Uranus's heart rate quickened.
"May I sit down?" the aqua-haired beauty asked.
The other girl blinked in surprise and shook herself out of her daze. "Of
course," she managed to croak.
Neptune gracefully seated herself next to Uranus and gently smoothed the
wrinkles out of her long blue skirt. "I'm the Princess of Neptune," she said
warmly, extending her hand.
Uranus took it apprehensively and gave it a quick shake. "Uranus," she
replied.
"And Orion is your brother?" she asked.
The blonde's heart sank. So she was just going to ask about her brother.
Damn her luck.
"I only ask because you two look like twins, and I thought the only ones
named after the ruling planets were female," Neptune explained.
Uranus nodded, dumbstruck.
"Since the teacher apparently couldn't figure out who was who, I decided
to investigate myself," she continued, smiling. "I'm very pleased to meet you,
Princess Uranus."
"Uh, likewise," she stammered. It was then that she realized their hands
were still clasped together, but they weren't shaking. She withdrew hers,
blushing slightly.
Neptune appeared not to notice. "Which room is yours?" she asked.
Damn, the girl was full of questions. But you're enjoying it, she chided
herself silently.
"The fourth on the right, in the marble wing," she told her.
"The fourth? That's number seven, right? I'm in number five. It looks
like we're going to be neighbors!"
Uranus hadn't counted on this. She knew the other girl would have to be
lodged somewhere but she didn't think it would be the room adjacent to her own.
A room which, she remembered, shared and was adjoined by a bathroom. Not only
would she have to see the gorgeous princess during class and social functions,
but she'd be forced to see her every time she left her room or needed to shower.
A wicked joke, indeed.
"Looks like."
Neptune nodded enthusiastically and smiled at her again.
God, she was gorgeous when she did that.
Just then, Orion appeared around the hedge. "There you are!" he exclaimed
upon seeing his sister and the object of his desire seated together under the
oak. "Aren't you going to introduce me?" he asked.
"Princess Neptune, this is my brother Orion, the Prince of Uranus," the
blonde reported dutifully. "He's an all right guy, but watch out: He can charm
the birds right out of the sky."
Orion shot her an unamused glare and turned his attention back to the
gorgeous creature before him. "It's a great pleasure to meet you, my lady," he
drawled, kissing the back of her hand.
Uranus rolled her eyes.
Neptune frowned slightly at the young man and slowly slid her hand from
his grasp. Regaining her composure enough to manage a slight smile, she stood
and brushed the grass from her skirt. "It was nice meeting you," she told
Orion, "but I am unfortunately late for my session with the Queen." She turned
to Uranus and smiled genuinely this time. "I'm glad we're to be neighbors," she
said, "and hopefully friends."
"Good luck," Orion teased. "She doesn't make friends easily."
Both girls glared at him levelly.
"I really must be going," Neptune said again. "We'll meet again soon."
She turned and walked gracefully away from them, waving slightly as she left.
"She really is something," Orion breathed, watching her go.
Uranus was disgusted. "You're not even interested in her mind or
personality, are you?"
"What?"
"You heard what I said. You only want her for her body. Admit it."
Orion shrugged. "She seemed like a cold fish to me," he said. "What is
there left to admire but her body?"
The blonde girl suddenly felt a rage well up inside her the likes of which
she'd never felt before. She leaped to her feet, and before she could stop
herself, punched her brother square in the jaw. The blow was powerful and
knocked him to the ground, sending his books sprawling on the grass. A couple
courtiers looked up from their sojourn by the pond.
"What was that for?" Orion demanded, rubbing his jaw. "That really hurt!"
"You can be such an ass sometimes," Uranus muttered darkly. She swept up
her coat and marched back to her room, leaving her brother stunned and
speechless in the grass.
End Part 1
End Note:
Thanks for reading the first chapter of Genesis! I hope this has piqued your
interest enough to make you want to move on with the rest of the story. I'm
afraid it's gaining epic proportions, so rest assured that there will be more to
come!
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