Rapunzel | By : Johnnyjosh Category: +S to Z > Saint Seiya Views: 2309 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Rapunzel, chapter 2
By: Johnnyjosh aka Zoicyte
Maxwell
Rating: R/NC-17
Fandom: Saint Seiya.
Pairings: Ikki/?, ?/Shun
Betas: Captain Spookshow,
Rugbygal
Warnings: Yaoi, lemon, lime,
language.
Notes: Parody, fusion, AU,
OOC, TWT, PWP, general weirdness. Again,
another of JJ’s fabulously fractured fairy tales. *chuckles* Just when you
thought it was safe to start reading fanfiction again.
Disclaimer: I don’t own Saint
Seiya, or the tale of Rapunzel.
Archived: Aff.net, MM.org,
geocities.com/johnnyjosh/index.html.
All others, ask first, and no MST’ing.
Summary: I’m sure you’re all familiar with the tale
by now, aren’t you? Rapunzel, locked
away in the tower by the wicked witch?
Who will save our dear Rapunzel?
“Speaking”
*Thoughts*
~~oOo~~ Change of scene or
POV.
~~oOo~~
Over the next several days, Shun took advantage of every
opportunity he could to slip out from under his parents’ watchful eyes to sneak
up to the high fences surrounding Saori’s lands, the emerald-haired teen bound
and determined to find his way inside and learn the fate of his brother. He quickly found out how difficult it was to
make his way past those fences without being detected. It seemed that every time the boy managed to
slip through one of the small openings, one of Saori’s servants or warriors
arrived on the scene and began searching for the intruder. He quickly realized how right his parents
had been, that it was going to be exceedingly difficult to rescue Ikki without
help.
But Shun refused to give up just yet. He didn’t even know where his brother was at
the moment, so even if help were available, planning a rescue of any sort would
prove useless, should Saori have in fact already sent Ikki away for training. He began to grow a little more bold in his
attempts, managing to slip past Tatsumi and some of Saori’s other servants long
enough to sneak around for short periods of time. Though he didn’t dare go near the castle itself, he did sneak
around the outskirts of the grounds. On
one of his forays, he came across the ruined bench his father had talked about,
where Ikki used to sit by himself. The
boy sat down on one of the boards and closed his eyes, sighing softly as he
tried to imagine the other boy sitting here, what might have been going through
his head.
Teal eyes opened in surprise at the odd sound that came
from his right. Shun looked over to
discover a large raven sitting on a nearby tree stump. He stared at the large bird for a moment,
feeling a little uneasy as the bird merely tilted its head and stared right
back, before taking a couple of hopping steps closer. The boy was about to speak to the bird, when heavy footsteps drew
near, alerting him to the presence of one of Saori’s guards. “Oh no, I’d better hide...” He leapt off the board he’d been using as a
seat and ducked behind a thick clump of bushes, not noticing as his small, gold
locket was caught on one of the twigs.
Shun hunched down as the guard looked over to the bench, taking a moment
to shout a curse and wave his hands at the large raven before the man moved on,
muttering under his breath. “That was
too close for comfort,” murmured Shun, as he rose to his feet.
The emerald-haired teen gasped as he felt a tug on his
neck, and with a soft sound, the locket fell to the ground, its delicate chain
snapped by the twig. He bent down to pick it up, but before his fingers closed
around it, a black blur swept across the ground, and before Shun realized quite
what had happened, the raven was airborne, the locket clutched in its beak.
“Oh, no, come back!”
The boy darted out from behind the bushes, intent on giving chase, and
it took him a moment to remember that he had to be quiet, and not attract the
attention of Saori’s guards. He watched
the bird fly away with his necklace, before he darted into the trees, trying to
keep the raven in sight and keep himself out of sight of the sorceress’ guards
and servants.
As he watched, the bird flew up to the castle, soaring
around behind it, before it disappeared into the tallest tower. “Oh no, I’ll never get it back now...” Shun sighed softly. He turned away, shoulders slumping, before a
flash of light in the distance caught his eye.
The boy looked back, a puzzled frown on his face as he realized two
things. The first was that the flash
came from the tall tower the raven had landed in, more specifically, from a
window in that tower. The second thing
he noticed was that although that tower was built close to the castle, it was
actually not a part of the main structure. It looked like the types of towers
Shun’s uncle had told him about, where nobility sometimes locked up undesirable
members of their families.
“I wonder...” Shun
mused, eyes narrowing slightly as he slowly, carefully began making his way
around the outskirts of the grounds, trying to get closer to the tower so he
could see the person that must have been in that window, making those flashes
of light. He knew that whoever was in
that tower now had his locket, and the boy also felt a small spark of hope
inside him, hope that his parents were wrong, that Ikki hadn’t been sent away,
but was instead being held prisoner in this very tower.
~~oOo~~
Ikki smiled faintly and murmured a quiet thanks as the raven
landed lightly on his shoulder, something small and shiny clutched in its
beak. “What’s this? Seems you’ve found a nice little trinket for
me, hm?” The teen held out his hand,
and his blue eyes widened slightly as the bird deposited a gold locket in his
palm. The dark-haired boy was struck by
a strong sense of deja vu as he gazed at the necklace, and he picked it up
gently, feeling a little wave of apprehension as he debated opening the locket. “I’ve...seen this before,” he said quietly,
fingertips trembling a bit, fumbling with the small, round locket before he
finally managed to open it.
Ikki gasped as he stared at the picture and inscription
inside, for the picture was the same as the one he’d seen inside that silver
locket that had been left for him years ago.
There, once again, was the man, the woman, and the young boy, and even
the inscription was the same, it read;
//Shun, we will bring you and
your brother home again.//
“Hm, Shun, huh? So
that’s your name,” Ikki murmured, rubbing the tip of one finger gently over the
inscription. “Seems I’ve really got a
brother out there somewhere.
But...” He looked over at the
raven, a troubled expression on his face.
“Why is the locket here? How did
you get it? Unless... Oh no,” Ikki
scowled, moving to the window, sharp eyes scanning the grounds below. His first and biggest fear was that Saori
had somehow managed to get her hands on his little brother. Was she trying to lie and manipulate him the
way she’d done to Ikki before? Or would
she capture Shun, and then try to control Ikki himself by threatening the other
boy?
His fears were proven to be groundless, however, when he
caught a flash of movement in the trees, emerald-green hair standing out in
sharp contrast to some of the brown, withered brush as the boy approached the
base of the tower.
“What do you think you’re doing?” Ikki murmured, leaning forward a bit to have a better look as the
other boy managed to sneak up almost to the spot Tatsumi stood on when he
called for Ikki to let down his hair.
Shun shielded his eyes from the glare of the sun, gazing up
at the high tower. He gasped as he saw
a boy looking down at him, a boy that had his own father’s features, and his
mother’s dark hair. *It...It’s him!*
“Ikki!” He cried,
waving both arms, a wide smile on his face.
He’d completely forgotten about being quiet for a moment, in his
happiness at finding his long-lost brother.
“I... My name is Shun, and you’re my brother!”
“You little fool...” Ikki growled, snatching up a piece of
paper and scribbling out a note, before he threw it down at the other boy.
Shun put a hand over his eyes to block out the bright
sunlight again as he gazed up, then yelped in surprise when he noticed a scroll
hurtling down toward him. The boy
cowered, arms over his head, flinching as the rolled-up parchment bounced off
his forearm and landed at his feet.
“Huh?” The emerald-haired boy
reached down and picked it up, unrolling it and glancing around furtively
before starting to read it.
//What are you doing, are you
trying to get caught? // The note read. //Keep your voice down. I know who you are, I was given a locket
like yours with the same picture years ago.
The witch holding me captive here destroyed it, but not before I got a
look at the picture, and the inscription.// Shun jumped as something gold
flashed before his eyes, looking down at his locket, which Ikki had thrown down
to him as well. //Go home, Shun.
There’s nothing you can do here.
Saori is too strong, there’s no way to escape from this tower, so leave
me be. Staying will only result in you
being captured and enslaved by her, or worse.//
“No, I’m not going,” Shun said stubbornly, then searched
through his pockets, wanting something to write back with, before he bent down
and picked up his locket.
Ikki grumbled and shook his head as he watched the younger
teen, wanting him to leave, but having a feeling the other wouldn’t without at
least having a few words with him first.
So he relented and gave one of his pencils to the raven, pointing to the
boy below. The bird hopped from Ikki’s
shoulder to the window sill, then leaned forward and spread its wings, soaring
down and landing on Shun’s shoulder, extending its neck so the boy could take
the pencil.
“Er...thanks.” Shun smiled awkwardly, then wrote a note
back, rolling the paper up and putting the pencil inside it. “Now, how to get it back up there...” he
murmured, then blinked as the bird flapped its wings and grabbed the paper with
its feet, flying up to the window again.
“You know...that has possibilities,” the teen said, watching the bird
intently, realizing he might have more good news for his parents than just the
news that Ikki was alive and well, and still nearby.
Ikki held out his hand, and the raven dropped the rolled-up
paper into it, before settling on his shoulder with a loud squawk. “Since when did you learn to mimic a carrier
pigeon?” he muttered, opening the paper and reading what his brother had written:
//I know, Father told me of when
he left you that locket. He and mother
have been worried about you for so long, because Father didn’t see you anymore
when he snuck onto the castle grounds to check on you.// Ikki’s eyes widened as
he read this. *He’s been coming here to try and check on me? Where...is he? How close are my parents? * he wondered silently, before
continuing to read. //Father has never given up hope of rescuing you from
Saori, and neither will I. I’m going
home to tell our parents the good news, and when I return, I’ll bring a letter
from them; I know they’ll both have much to say, and be eager to hear from you
finally.//
Ikki sighed heavily, blinking rapidly and growling as tears
sprang to his eyes. He held up the
quill, intending to write back when he noticed something swinging from it. “Shun’s locket,” the dark-haired teen
murmured, pulling it free from the quill and holding it in his palm. “Wait!” he called as the boy turned and started
to sneak away. “The locket!”
“Keep it, I’ll be back!” Shun cried, before hearing voices
and footsteps approaching. He darted
into the trees, sneaking away as Tatsumi and Jabu came around the side of the
tower, both of them looking around, then up to the window.
“Hey, Ikki, who are you talking to?” Tatsumi asked, as Jabu
looked around suspiciously.
“Not talking to you, that’s for sure,” Ikki sneered, as his
raven flew out the window, the teen calling out after it, acting as if he’d
been talking to the bird all along.
“Hn, never mind,” Jabu snorted, shaking his head. “He’s probably just trying to train that
stupid bird to do something again.
Should just shoot it down,” he growled.
“Saori said we weren’t to do anything other than deliver
his food and water, we weren’t to antagonize or torment him,” Tatsumi said,
looking at the younger man uneasily.
“Yes, yes, I know,” Jabu grumbled, waving a hand
dismissively. “Don’t worry, I wouldn’t
disobey her orders, I just don’t get why she allows him to keep that thieving
pest around, it steals everything it can and takes it back to him.” He ran a hand through his light brown hair
and scowled. “It’s taken everything
from food, to jewelry, to letters.”
“I know,” the older man sighed and lifted one shoulder in a
shrug. “But Saori allows it, there’s
nothing we can do.” Secretly, Tatsumi
wondered sometimes if Saori had a hand in the bird’s uncanny intelligence, and
thought, if she was behind it, that the sorceress was either feeling sympathy
for the boy, being locked away as he was, or she was using the bird to torment
him with tiny glimpses of a world he could never be a part of. Though there was a part of him that might
have hoped it was the former, he’d been serving Saori far too long to ever hold
out any real hope of that, he knew all-too-well how cruel she could be. “Come, time to deliver the boy’s food and
water, and if I’m not mistaken, it’s your turn to climb up that damn hair of
his again.”
“What?!” Jabu bellowed, glaring at Tatsumi, as the two of
them went to gather the food and a jug of water.
“That was close,” murmured Ikki, turning away from the
window and leaning back against the wall, eyes closed as he took a deep breath,
then released it in a sigh. “Far too
close. I have to find a way to stop him
from coming back here.” He glanced over
at the raven, eyes narrowing as he shifted his gaze to the quill and parchment
the bird had been carrying back and forth between them. “Hm...”
~~oOo~~
Shun breathed a barely audible sigh of relief as he slipped
out through the high fence, glad to have made it off the sorceress’ grounds
without incident. He turned and began
quickly making his way toward his parents’ cottage, a wide grin on his face at
the prospect of sharing all his good news with them. As he drew up to the front door, he gasped and jumped back when
something tumbled down from the rooftop.
“Wha...?” He blinked, then
reached down, scooping up the rolled up parchment he and Ikki had been using
earlier. There was another note written
on the back of it now:
//If and when this is returned,
I’ll know we have a way to communicate, without you having to take the risk of
sneaking onto the castle grounds and being captured by Saori. Return it, and tell Mother and Father I’ll
send a letter in the morning, and that I look forward to one from them, as
well. I’ll send the bird back tomorrow,
it’s best not to do this more than once per day, so the bird’s flight isn’t
noticed by Saori’s men.//
Shun nodded to himself, taking the pencil that had once again
been wrapped in the parchment to write a quick note back, telling Ikki that
there would be a letter waiting for him from all three of them the next
morning. Then he rolled the parchment
up again, the pencil secured inside it, and held it aloft, flinching a bit as
the large raven swooped down from the roof and snatched the paper out of his
hand, then flew back toward the castle.
Then the emerald-haired teen pushed open the door to the cottage, raced
inside and called for his parents.
The woodcutter and his wife had been sitting at the table
in the small alcove in the kitchen, growing more worried every moment their son
failed to return home. They’d already
pieced together the facts, his ever-more-frequent absences for longer periods
of time, times that they couldn’t seem to find him anywhere, all of which
pointed to his sneaking into the sorceress’ territory to look for his
brother. They both rose to their feet
as Shun started calling for them, coming out into the family room. “What is it, Shun?” The woodcutter asked, reaching out and
setting a hand on his son’s narrow shoulder.
“Father, I found Ikki!
He wasn’t sent away, he’s locked in the south tower of the castle. Saori locked him there a long time ago. He’s safe and sound, she’s providing for him
at least, but there’s no way for him to escape on his own. We have to help him escape from that awful
tower!” Shun looked up at his father
pleadingly, and both men gave a start as the woodcutter’s wife burst into
tears, running up and grasping Shun by the shoulders, giving him a slight
shake.
“You foolish boy!
You went skulking around on her territory, just like your father did,
didn’t you?” She cried out, tears
streaming down her face. “After she
took Ikki from us we thought our days as parents were over. Even when we found out we’d been given a
second chance, we couldn’t keep you for our own because we feared she’d try to
steal you away. Now, even after hearing
all that’s happened to our family because of that...that witch, you still
insist on disobeying us, and incurring her wrath?” The woman broke down into sobs, her son and husband supporting
her, as she seemed to swoon. “Please,
Shun, I can’t bear for her to take you from us too...” she covered her face, as
she was helped onto a nearby chair. “It
was harrowing enough when your father insisted on sneaking over there to check
up on Ikki, I was terrified each time that he’d never come home again...”
“Mother, please, listen to me,” the teen pleaded, kneeling
down in front of the sobbing woman. He
relayed to them the story of how he’d snuck through the high fence, his
mother’s face growing pale as Shun didn’t leave out a single detail, including
the times he’d nearly been caught. He
told them about the raven stealing his locket, and leading him to his brother,
and the ensuing communication between them.
By the time he ended his story, telling his parents about the raven and
Ikki’s last note, about them being able to communicate without anyone having to
sneak onto Saori’s lands, his mother’s tears had ceased, and his father was
smiling faintly.
*I never realized how resourceful, strong and brave both my
boys would become,* he thought, reaching out and ruffling Shun’s long hair
gently. “Well then, we’d best get
started I suppose. We’ve got some
writing to do, and I imagine we’ve all got a fair bit to say to Ikki, don’t
we?” Shun and his mother nodded, and
the three of them stood and made their way to the kitchen table, taking out
quills and a long piece of parchment, everyone talking at once as they tried to
decide what to say after so long.
To Be Continued...
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