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- 1-Testing the Waters
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Just got hit in the head via flying lemon Plotbunny! WOOT!
Anti-Mary-Sue and male variants bunny! Okay, bad summary�

Summary: To test the waters, Lord Wilmore makes a few public
appearances, and Albert de Morcerf finds himself strangely drawn into a web of
deceit�

Title: Testing the Waters

Pairing: Albert x Lord Wilmore (Don�t know who Lord Wilmore
is? Read the book, dears)

Genre: Plot-what-plot, yes� you know, sex and all that? Yep

Notes: Mary-Sue bashing, Time-What-Time, possibly AU as
well�

THE FIC

�� Steel grey
eyes studied the crowd from behind a curtain of reddish-tinted, flaxen hair.
The new graduates of the Alpha Pi Gamma Secondary School, all dressed in black
gowns, paraded across the stage to accept their diplomas. Despite the
unnecessary pomp and circumstance of such a display, he knew that the rich
Parisian aristocrats loved seeing their children paraded around and displayed
like this. It was useful for attracting potential brides and bridegrooms� even
in the English circle, they had their own lines of nobility, and the empire
knew it. Mixing blood among aristocracy and all that�

�� An
unwelcome female presence made its way to his side. �My dear~!� A sugary voice
called in what was hopefully a charming manner.

�� Wilmore
fixed his sight firmly on the platform, trying vainly to find a way to distract
his attention from the hideous leech on his arm. Unfortunately for our dear
Englishman, said creature more closely resembled a barnacle. Once they attach
to a suitable surface, they never let go until they die.

�� On the
platform, young Albert de Morcerf glance around the crowd, trying rather vainly
to find his wayward girlfriend, the beautiful, intelligent, poor, yet noble
Baroness Camille de la Richardais.

�� Her
beautiful blonde hair shimmered from a point near the back. Oh no! Had they
forced her to stand with the lower-ranked aristocrats? This simply wouldn�t do!
She was a Parisian through and through!

�� Thus distracted by his girlfriend�s
loveliness, the viscount tripped� and fell off the stage.

�� His prayer
was answered when one of the students fell to the floor with a crash. He
winced, as Camille unlatched herself from his arm and rushed towards the fallen
boy, who certainly seemed fine, as he managed to land on his feet�.

�� NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!
Albert! My love! Art thou all right?�

�� Although
why she was speaking English to someone who was blinking in confusion,
indicating his lack of knowledge of the language � hold thought. Albert de
Morcerf� he followed silently. This could prove interesting.

�� Oh where
are you hurt, my poor dear?� She burst into tears at the thought of his
untimely demise. And they hadn�t even consummated their love yet either!

�� I can�t
move�� Albert muttered, pinned under the heavy weight of her diamond-encrusted,
platinum-and-silver-alloy crown from the English sovereigns, six-stranded pearl
necklace from the French magistrate, phoenix-and-griffon ruby bracelet from the
Shah-in-shah, sheer silk scarf from Ali, the Pasha of Janina, and
lily-embroidered pink kimono from Japan.

�� If she hadn�t
sat on him once he fell, he would be able to stand, but now it was well nigh
impossible.

��

�� Innocent
blue eyes met his and silently pleaded for mercy. How� interesting.

�� Camille,
you�re choking him.� He sharply intoned in English. She did not rely. Odd, so
she was purposely ignoring him then.

�� At least
she wasn�t on his arm anymore�

�� He
deliberately turned his back on Fernand�s son and vanished into the crowd.

�� Eyes� cold
eyes of dead color, almost the muzzle-flash of a gun, the flash of a steel
blade before sinking into flesh� he shivered as the eyes left him.

�� Something�
something dark was encroaching behind them, but oh, he wanted to see what�

�� Albert!
Come with me.� Camille smiled beautifully, and he followed mutely, dead to the
world and to all else�

�� She led him
up a winding staircase, to a small room done in rose and pastel, velvet and
silk and mahogany, glinting with suppressed emotion. �It�s time��

�� Nani?�

�� Albert was
unprepared when she closed the door, before literally pouncing on him and shoving
him onto the bed. �We must consummate our love now, Albert!� Gigantic fangs
protruded out of her lower lip as she tried to bite his neck.

�� EEEEEEEEKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK!�

�� Albert shot
out of the room like the hounds of hell were on his heels. She was beautiful,
but now he was scared out of his wits!

�� What had
happened to his precious Camille? Had a demon possessed her? Something was
grievously wrong!

�� Hm� she had
been with that man earlier! He must have drugged her! No other means explained
her deviation from demure and ladylike behavior!

��

�� BASTARD!
FIGHT LIKE A MAN!�

�� Lord
Wilmore looked up slowly from his glass of red wine, as he drew a pen and paper
out of his blue frockcoat and penned a note. �I know not what you speak of.�
Was Albert speaking to him?

�� You raped
and brainwashed my darling Camille!�

�� WHAT?!�
Although the emotion was a bit difficult to express on pen and paper, he hoped
that the ten exclamation points he had written after the sentence in French
would covey his message. He flipped to a clean page on his notepad and penned,
�I have never touched the Baroness of my own free will.�

�� Hah! So
you admit you touched her!�

�� He sighed
and he underlined the �of my own free will� section and added more exclamation
points.

�� So you�re
saying that she seduced you? LIAR!�

�� Why do you
keep implying that which you have no evidence for? Trust me boy, I would much
rather seduce you.� He finally wrote in disgust.

�� Na�ve fool�

�� Albert
suddenly turned the color of a boiled lobster as he read that statement. He
shifted his gaze up to meet amused grey eyes.

�� You-you
didn�t really mean that did you?� He asked in a small voice.

�� What
reason would I have to lie to you, boy?�

�� Er� none,
but still�� This conversation was getting him� oh God, he was reacting and it
was only notes!

�� He folded
up his notebook once again and replaced it in his breast pocket, getting ready
to walk off.

�� Wait!�
Albert scrambled to his feet and shot off after him. �Did you� did you mean
what you said?�

�� He nodded,
hiding a smirk. Albert colored even deeper. The man was *very* attractive, and
since Camille was elsewhere now�

�� He picked a
glass of wine up from the dessert tray, added a sprinkling of golden dust, and
offered Albert a sip.

�� Albert
looked at Wilmore sideways. �You are Lord Wilmore, correct?�

�� He gave
another smile and nod in response.

�� Well, it
was highly unlikely Wilmore would show him he was poisoning him, but still�
�Drink it first.�

�� He gave an
amused little bow, as he took a sip. Albert watched carefully. After five
minutes, seeing that nothing had happened he accepted the wineglass and tossed
the contests back into his throat.

�� Hmm� there
was a faintly sweet taste, perhaps of strawberries, overlaying the wine� so it
had only been flavoring!

�� That hadn�t
tasted too bad� �Can I have another sip?�

�� He smiled
as he handed Albert a vial full of golden powder. Albert took another glass of
wine, dumped in half the container, and slugged it down as well. He needed to
find solace in something after his break up�

�� This stuff
was quite good�. But why was his vision starting to blur?

�� He caught
Albert as his legs gave out from underneath him, laughing lightly. Foolish
child! I could have drugged you with anything as long as I�d taken the antidote
in advance� it is too late for you to escape now�

�� And Albert
had ingested half the container! He�d wake up soon enough, but for now� he
adjusted his cufflinks, and then they faded from view. This ought to be most
interesting�

�� Albert woke
up, feeling strangely relaxed and carefree. Something warm was moving over his
groin, but in his hazy mind, he paid it no heed.

�� Mm��
Camille? No, it didn�t seem like her� her presence was like a raging bonfire of
light inside his mind, and all he felt now was dusky shadows trailing over his
body, protecting him�

�� It had to
be someone else�

�� Him�

�� He felt
himself blushing� how wanton he must look now�

�� Oh god,
that felt so good, he was being touched right here, and� it felt so
right� he moaned as Wilmore�s fingers stretched and twisted, stabbing into a
spot normally not accessible, keening cries broke out of him involuntarily as
he struggled, wanting them in deeper, harder, faster, please�!

�� The voice
that spoke now was in Italian, the only other language he knew besides French.
�What is thy desire?�

�� My desire?
How could he think under his conditions, oh god, right there, �Please�
don�t stop!� He begged. Who cared? He needed this� and oh, yes, he needed it so
badly, he needed him�!

�� Steel gray
eyes swam into view for a moment, as the fingers withdrew� he nearly sobbed at
that loss of sensation, please don�t leave me�!

�� Then I shall give you what
you want, that which you most desire, my dear viscount�� The words sounded so
sweet, and he moaned as he felt something else entering his body� my lord! � To
hell with society, his parents would never know in any case please�! Fingers
scrabbled for a hold but only met empty air, oh god, now he was lying flat on
his stomach, and he could feel so much, his heated erection rubbing
against silken sheets, oh Gods� and the thrusts were coming harder, faster� his
mind cried out in protest as it forcibly shut down and he �screamed-�

�� He felt
liquid trickling through his body, but he didn�t care, didn�t care� gods! This
was better than anything he�d ever felt before� he craned his neck and drew in
his breath sharply. So close, surely it couldn�t hurt?

�� Their lips
met for the briefest of moments, electricity arcing and sparking between them
as Albert fainted from sensational overload.

�� He smiled
wistfully as he withdrew, shook his head as he filled a syringe with the
antidote and injected it into Albert�s arm� he would retain no memory of this
encounter, but it was for the best, after all�

��

�� Let him go
back to his Baroness then. Let her shatter his heart into a million pieces with
her adulterous ways, let her bleed him dry� she would only help with his
revenge� no.

�� Edmond
Dant�s did not *need* some self-absorbed pretty woman to help him.

�� The next
morning, Baroness Camille de la Richardais was pronounced dead. Blood loss, it
was whispered. She had somehow bled to death in her sleep�

�� Shattered,
Albert threw himself into traveling, meeting up with Franz and they headed to
Luna�

�� But that is
another story.

END FIC

Completed 4/23/05

Wrote this in a fic of anger one night while viscount was
ranting on the Gankutsuou Livejournal community about the UBER-MARY-SUE and I
absolutely had to do something! I can�t stand Mary-sues. Anyways, that�s my
fic!

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