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 Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 9:46 pm
His own smile faltered when the mention of his city being taken from him came up. Though Kamijo's voice was something Teru would gladly pay to hear, he didn't like the serious tone that was used. "Aha...I do believe it is!" Well, at least there would be no war...Italy was never the best at fighting.
"I'm sure they would greatly enjoy a day's rest...As would I." Returning to his wine glass, he took a long drink, still watching Kamiko watch him out of the corner of his eye. It wasn't polite to state at company. Teru was going to remind him of that fact, but his words stuck in his throat when he turned to Kamijo to speak.
His pale cheeks colored slightly, and vaguely, he wondered why; clearing his throat, he turned to his men. "Y-your host asked you a-a question!" He said that a bit too loud, but at least it caught their attention. Most of the tired men agreed to more alcohol. "My apologies...They're a bit tired." Teru pursed his lips, rubbing his nose lightly and casting another wary glance over at Kamijo. Still staring...Why did those eyes make him feel so...odd?
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 9:57 pm
Kamijo gave a soft chuckle and turned to the men. He sat up more properly as he had realized he seemed to have leaned closer and closer to the other prince without his own notice. Just as he was about to call for a servant, the chefs brought out the food. He took his eyes off the prince as the chefs gave everyone a set of food, as well as much more set up on the table. A great turkey was stuffed at the center.. or was it a turkey? It was a very large turkey... or some bird...
Kamijo thanked them and asked to refill everyone's glass. He took Teru's for him, handing it to the chef that poured him more wine. They used a seperate bottle to pour into Kamijo's. That lingering scent of blood seeped from it. Kamijo sighed as he thanked them again before they left with a bow. He took a long drink of his glass before setting it down. "Bon appetite~" He purred, smiling to his guests as he glanced to the prince. He had very little on his own plate and what was on it was rare-cooked, still having juices and blood on it.
Kamijo slipped his hand stealthily onto the other's knee from under the table, making sure no one was to see. Turning to the prince he smiled. "Perhaps after we eat, and after you get your rest, I may show you a tour of Versailles? Whether the palace or the city, I do not mind. I'd rather go out at evening however, if you dont mind..." He said casually, as if his intimacy was not present.
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Posted: Mon Oct 26, 2009 10:46 pm
Teru snapped his attention from Kamijo to the servants bringing out their meal. Well, at least it was meat- too overcooked for his liking, though. Watching idly as his and Kamijo's glasses were refilled, his nose picked up the sweet scent of blood, more prominent then before. His slightly widened eyes followed the servants out of the room, frowning when they took the fragrance with them. Damn! So there was blood in the wine? Just, not his...Gah.
Teru flinched when he felt a hand on his knee, his entire body locking up for a moment before he regained the little composure he had. No need to completely loose face... In fact, the thought of playing along seemed appealing. I mean, a beautiful prince just touched him...You expect him to run away? No; instead, he returned Kamijo's gaze with his own, his icy eyes and his smirk not bothering to hide his playfulness. Lightly brushing his hand against the one on his knee, he took a small bite of food before answering. "A tour sounds wonderful." And one at evening sounded even better. "I would prefer evening, as well...I can rest during the day." Teru tried to speak his words in jest, rather then truth. "The night is much more beautiful anyway, don't you think?" He added softly, his words meant only for Kamijo as he gazed back into his nearly-white eyes.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 4:43 am
Kamijo smirked as he felt the other's hand on his own and gently held it. "Night is quite beautiful..." He said quietly. "Much like yourself..." He almost whispered, only wanting Teru to hear him. "I myself usually sleep at day unless needed anyway..." He pointed out, enjoying this prince's seemingly eagerness.
He took a drink of his own wine and a bite of food. He wasn't hungry really, but he did eat, not wanting to seem rude to his guests. All the while, never taking his hand away from Teru's. It was fun to flirt, especially when such a particularly beautiful creature like Teru came around. Cursing in his mind, Kamijo had just realize a large flaw about his suggested tour...
The paintings... He thought. It would definitely reveal his true identity. The prince wasn't exactly an idiot. He may be playful, but he was not stuipd. All the paintings of Kamijo dated for at least a hundred years. He was still quite young for a vampire. He wouldn't be able to just pass the paintings as being 'other members of the family' as he does with certain other guests. Sighing, almost releived, he reminded himself he would have enough time by morning to hide and/or replace them... Hopefully without notice.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 5:41 pm
Teru tried to keep the color away from his face as he felt a strange heat run through his body. He fidgeted his legs slightly, rubbing against the leg of the table slightly- or was that Kamijo's leg? Oh...
The hand that gripped his now was delightfully cold; he liked it. It reminded him of his own hands, actually...
Teru smiled over at the prince, taking a few bites of food. Ech...so overcooked. He washed the taste away with his wine, licking his lips happily when the taste was gone. Setting his glass down, he cast a sideways smirk at the other prince. "This meal is lovely...And I am so looking forward to my little tour." His smirk widened, and, just for fun, Teru slid their joined hands further up his bare leg. He wasn't the best at teasing, but hey, he could try. His appetite had long since left him once he felt the prince's cold hand on his skin. Teru didn't want to be rude, so he kept his seat, but he definitely wasn't in the mood to be sitting. The Italian prince licked his top lip, swallowing another bite of their meal; he let the fork linger in his mouth for a moment, hoping that sucking on the metal would make the taste leave for a little.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 7:08 pm
Kamijo smirked and finished his meal rather quickly, though it was very small compared to others. His hand continued to trail up the prince's leg, slipping into his shorts from the bottom. He stopped at his upper thigh, sighed as he took his last few drinks of blood from the glass taht was now stained and empty. He looked to Teru curiously. "Is the food not to your liking?" He asked, noticing how little the other was eating. He noticed the rubbing against his own leg and linked the two together, wrapping his own leg around Teru's. "Or are you finished? You will have to need more food than that to keep your stamina up..." He cooed as he continued to flirt with the other. He moved his free hand without looking, accidentally-orperhaps purposely- dropped his fork. "Ah- Excuse me..." He said, leaning down to take it. He brushed his lips against Teru's leg as he picked up his fork.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 7:48 pm
"Nn." Teru made a small noise as that hand continued up his leg and into his clothing. Thank God his men were too distracted by the food and wine to notice the two Prince's actions; well, Teru's more than Kamijo's. "Oh, no, your food is lovely. I'm just not too ravenous at the moment." Well, it was both; he didn't like the overcooked...ness of the food, and his hunger had long since gone. Teru brought up his hand to brush a few strands of hair out of his eyes, his body freezing up when he felt a smooth pair of lips brush against his leg. "Oh..." Teru's hands lingered by his lips as he let out a shaky breath; goodness, couldn't they just leave now? The rather flirtatious manner of the prince of Versailles made him wish they were alone; he definitely regretted bringing his men along with him. His leg moved nervously, tightening around the limb that was around his own.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 7:58 pm
Kamijo brished hair from his face as he pulled completely away from Teru, standing up. "Thank you, good men, for coming here to Versailles. i am greatly honored Prince Teru has agreed to this. If you are finished, come with me. If not, the servants will show you your rooms later then." He said, walking past Teru towards a stairway. he smirked mischeiviously at his own cruel game. With this, he should have Teru submit to him in no time... And when that happens, Venice will sure be his without any war or conflict. And after the contract is fully set, slaying or drainging the prince of Venice would surely grant him the place all to himself.
So cruel to toy with the beautiful boy's feelings. Although he hadn't had so much flirtatious fun in a while. Perhaps he should wait a longer period before he would slay this prince.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 8:13 pm
Teru's slightly parted lips turned into a frown quickly as the other male pulled away. Not fair...! Clearing his throat, he rose from the table, his men quieting slightly and looking up at him. Teru gave them a small smile, "I'm quite finished...General Elisi, you're in charge while the rest of them finish and settle in for the night. Okay? Okay." The prince's words seemed a bit rushed, but the Venice knights thought nothing of it. Quickly returning to their meals, Teru excused himself and scampered off after the prince of Versailles. All he wanted was that feeling back on his body...curse these mean French people. Hmph. "So, do I get a tour now...?" He said once he had caught up to the other male. His eyes were almost pleading, but thankfully, Kamijo couldn't see, as he kept a good few paces behind the prince. His pale hands were folded neatly in front of him, even as he half-jogged to keep up with Kamijo.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 8:27 pm
Kamijo looked back with a soft smirk. "Is a tour really what you want?" He asked, turning suddenly into a different hall. He headed up another set of stairs, keeping that devilish smirk of his. He turned to face the young prince, folding his hands behind his back as he kept his head high but his gaze low.
"What would you like to see...?" He purred, walking towards Teru slowly before stopping in front of him. This eager boy really amused Kamijo. His small movements, expressions, and just the way he acted. instead, Kamijo considered turning the other into a vampire rather than just killing him, just so he could keep that beautiful boy with his sweet persona.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 8:38 pm
Teru pursed his lips together, blinking; was it? Hm, no, probably not..."Uhm...ah-" He turned, still dogging Kamijo with a slight look of annoyance on his face. He couldn't just stop to talk for a moment? Though Teru almost ran into the other prince when he did stop and reverse this walk towards the Italian prince. "Um...I-" His words had a hard time leaving the male's throat with Kamijo in such close proximity. Teru brought a hand to his lips in a small thoughtful pose as he pondered the other man's question. He averted Kamijo's off-white gaze and glanced at the floor, willing his cheeks to turn back to their normal pale hue. He felt slightly uncomfortable, but in the best way possible- if that made any sense.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 8:50 pm
"Am I distracting you?" Kamijo asked, crossing his arms. He stepped back, turning slightly away from Teru. "Well, no matter. I shall show you my palace as promised. Perhaps tomorrow evening I may show you the city?" The prince turned completely and continued to walk off, brushing a strand of hair behind his ear. He stopped again, dead in his tracks as they came to the hall of paintings. 'Damn...' He cursed under his breath, gritting his teeth. He was so distracted by their flirts that he forgotten to rid these paintings replaced. Most were of him over nearly a century. He would hope that if he told the prince they were family that he would not think of it odd the pictures had no Roman numerals after them. At least each painting was different enough by hair style or colour. The earliest pictures were him of blonde and very short hair with bright blue eyes. As they progressed his hair grew longer, became darker, and his eyes lighter. "E-erm..." He cleared his throat, walking through the hall. "These... Are the paintings of ancestors..." He tried to cover.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 9:16 pm
Teru looked up when Kamijo moved away; hey, he never said he wanted the other male to move! Gah... He cleared his throat into his hand and nodded his head. "Yes...t-that sounds nice." He straightened his back out and coughed, going back to following Kamijo, almost side to side with him. Looking around when they stopped suddenly, he was about to ask if something was wrong when they began down the hallway again.
"Ah...really?" Teru looked around at the paintings, one thin eyebrow raised as he looked at the details of each person in the frames. "You and your family all look very...similar." Similar was a rather weak term to use; but yes, it was true. Each painting looked a bit different, but still...they all looked like the man leading him down the hall. Of course, he had no problem with a room full of Kamijo's...but this was still a bit suspicious. And this is why Teru would only like one painting of each of his relatives done. To avoid all this suspicion.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 9:49 pm
Damn, damn, damn...! Damnit Kamijo! he thought to himself. "W-we... We have quite strong genes, the males." he sighed in releif as pictures changed to actual members of his family. A few of the males did look like Kamijo, to an extent. He continued past the hall and turned sharply into another room. "Ah... I took a wrong turn~" Kamijo said quietly as he found himself into the music room. Cello, violins, harps, and many stringed instruments decorated the room, although the black piano was the center piece. "Well, this is the music room, obviously." he stated, crossing his arms. "I enjoy piano. Do you like or play any instrument, Teru?" he asked casually, turning to face the prince.
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Posted: Tue Oct 27, 2009 10:07 pm
"Ah, really?" Interesting...Though, looking at the rest of the pictures, the features changed slightly; and yes, they all did look somewhat alike. I guess... He turned the corner with the other male, peeking into the room they stopped at. His jaw went slightly slack. Wow. This room was bigger than his bedroom. And he always thought he made his room a bit too large. "Sorprendente..." Teru said quietly, his eyes gently grazing across each of the instruments occupying the room. Snapping back into reality, he looked at Kamijo, smiling slightly. "Ah- Cello. I play the cello in my spare time." Teru had a bit of spare time over the years to master the instrument. "Piano? That's lovely...how long have you played?" He took a step into the room, his hands behind his back as he continued to survey the music room.
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