Green and blue tinted waves lapped lazily at the shore, their quiet sounds filling the air with a peaceful ambience that contrasted the stormy purple eyes of the Prince. She wasn't in uniform, instead she was wearing black skinny jeans and a white t shirt with a very low cut v neck. Black helixes climbed the side of her torso showing off her geek like appreciation for science. She was leaning against a tree reliving a violent scene. The girl had been so small, so pale, so easily broken. Yes this would certainly get the attention of the so called grand prince, but why had doing that, and then nearly attacking the girl at the library caused her to think of someone who was already in her web? Someone was also, had been so easily caught?

Not that it mattered, she was going to destroy that Ubu girl either way, and regardless of any semblance of guilt she'd still carry on, do what was necessary to accomplish just that. She sat down, bathing herself in the late afternoon light, summer time floated in the breeze playing with the hair in Shoka's lose braid. She reasoned with herself that she hadn't harmed the girl, merely humiliated her, showed her a world of hated pleasure and more importantly dealt a blow to Ubu. Her eyes looked far away, what was next? How could she hurt the Miatorian more?

She fell into villainous thoughts, or rather she tried, but happy green eyes kept flashing through her mind, a pink plaid skirt, and a very soft kiss.

Summer had arrived at Astrea Hill, bringing with it sunshine and warm breezes. So unlike the summers of England, where it rained, as it did most of the year, and there was almost always a chill to the wind. Which was why Peorth was out enjoying the sun and the warmth. While she'd spent most of her life in Japan, she still remembered her parents commenting on the difference between British summers and Japanese summers. Even after all these years of living here, they still seemed surprised when it was actually[/s] warm and sunny during the summer months. So she was determined to enjoy as much of the summer as possible. Which was why she was heading to the Lake.

She slowly made her way through Maiden Park, just enjoying the sun on her skin, the breeze against her face. And her legs, as she was still in uniform. It was pretty much the only skirt she had that didn't reach to her knees, and she wanted to feel as much of the warmth on her skin as she could. The park was beautiful, so full of life and energy, and Peorth slowed down, so she could enjoy the feeling of being alive, surrounded by nature as long as she could. It was almost as though she wasn't at school. But then she reached the end of the path and saw the Lake for the first time.

The sunlight reflecting off the living mirror of the water was mesmerising, the leaves of the trees surrounding the Lake adding colour to the shimmering surface. The way the breeze blew across the water, sending ripples across the surface making the light dance, dressed in shades of green and blue. It was perfect. For a brief moment, she wanted to rush to her dorm and grab her sketchpad and pencils and draw this wonderful scene before her. Actually, that was what she'd do. She turned to run back to her dorm, when something caught her eye. Something that made her heart beat hard in her chest, her cheeks colour instantly and her breathing speed up slightly.

Shoka-sama.

Her prince wasn't in uniform, but it didn't matter, to Peorth she was the most beautiful woman she'd ever seen. Shoka-sama seemed to be lost in thought, so she stood there, just looking at the purple haired vision of perfection, not daring to make a sound, in case she disturbed Shoka-sama contemplations. Though, Peorth had to admit to herself, she was happy to just look at Shoka-sama. Of course, she would have preferred to have Shoka-sama looking at her, talking to her, holding her. But, if she couldn't have those, Peorth was content with just looking at her. As she continued to watch Shoka-sama, a breeze blew across the Lake, sending her long brown hair flowing, her pink plaid skirt ruffling.

There was nothing special about her, she was just another girl. Young, innocent, she wasn't even particularly beautiful or different. There was no one more ordinary. However thoughts of Peorth swarmed her like wasps, stinging at her poisonous thoughts and turning them to something more distracting. When a glint of pink caught her eye, purple arms slid to the corners to see who was watching.

Those eyes widened slightly and she felt herself breathe in a little upon recognizing the girl, and while her heart skipped abet, she coated it in thick black coils of malice. She pushed her expression into her usual coy grin and without using words, held a hand out, motioning with her fingers for the girl to approach. Her eyes slid hungrily over the girl's legs, to the flapping of her skirt. She could tell the girl was a little older, her figure was starting to fill out more since she had first seen her. And she would continue to grow. For some reason, Shoka's lechery changed. She thought of the wretched albino. Too young. Peorth was too young. Shoka would protect her virtue until she was older. It was an odd thought. Anyone else might fall beneath her fingertips, but not this one, not even if she wanted it.

There was an answering flutter in the older student's heart, a flutter of guilt, perhaps remorse. But it was stomped out by her growing distaste of Ubu. She'd hurt the girl, humiliated her, but it wasn't personal, it was to get to Ubu. And it would work for sure. She wasn't going to feel bad about it. Nope. No-uh?

Suddenly Peorth was close enough to catch her scent on the wind, sweet, so sweet. "Come here," she finally said, her voice rough and low from her thoughts, if she could remain patient and steadfast, her efforts would bear fruit soon enough.

Standing there, just watching Shoka-sama was enough for now, even though she wanted more. She wanted to hear her name come from her lips, feel her arms around her, feel those lips pressed against her own. Peorth felt her cheeks redden at those thoughts, felt her heart beat faster in her chest. Yes, she wanted those things, but for now, she was content to just watch.

But then Shoka-sama moved and her eyes fell on Peorth. Instantly her cheeks, already coloured with blush, deepened and her heart began to beat fast in her chest as butterflies started to flutter in her belly. The fluttering of the butterflies started to spread a warmth through her body, which had never happened before. Not even when Shoka-sama had kissed her.

Then she was beckoned closer, and the butterflies seemed to grow in number, the warmth spreading faster and further. She tried to bring her breathing and heart beat under control as she slowly made her way over to Shoka-sama. A shiver ran through her body as she saw Shoka-sama's eye running up and down her legs, which only caused to heat in her belly to spread more.

Soon she was standing besides Shoka-sama, looking at her beloved prince. 'S-sorry for disturbing y-you, Shoka-sama,' she said, nervously playing with the hem of her skirt. The look in her eyes sent a shiver through Peorth, just being this close to her made her heart beat hard and fast in her chest, her throat dry. She swallowed as her knees rubbed together nervously, her hands continuously fiddling with her skirt.

"And what about you could possibly disturb me little Peo-chan?" She answered, eyes sliding over her hands, her skirt hem, to the slight shadow cast on her skin beneath the fabric that obstructed her from seeing too much. The girl had desire written all over her, but it was too late, the purplenette had already promised the girl her virtue would remain in tact for now...though that didn't mean Shoka would do nothing. As it was, she shifted so that Peorth was sitting between her legs and wrapped her arms around her, the younger girls back against Shoka's front, her breath by her ear.

There was a long silence looking out at the water. Shoka wondered if she would do something like that to this one. Of course the young lady had self control so as to not go about violating anything with a skirt, however she wondered if some motive possessed her that required violence against Peorthh, would her ambition overcome her morals every time?

"I'm a monster you know." She said finally, it was soft, almost patronizing the way she said it. And while Shola did like to hear herself speak, she didn't follow up the statement with any facts or stories. She made no effort to explain. It was a fact. No one else who wore those infatuated rose tinted lenses could see it. Shoka guessed that not even Peorth could tell. She was dangerous. She worked how the girl might react. Would she say she was wrong? Would she believe her? Shoka expected the girl to say anything that might keep her by her side, and that was fine. You can tell someone the cake is poisoned, but if they still want to eat it, then let them.

Hearing Shoka-sama call her Peo-chan sent a shiver through her body, the warm feeling spreading more. The way her eyes ran over her legs made her rub her knees together, and, for the first time in her life, she didn't instantly cover her legs up. She swallowed as she tried to figure out why she didn't want to instantly hide from those eyes. But then Shoka-sama moved, and the way she was sitting made Peorth's heart beat fast in her chest. Did... did Shoka-sama want her to sit between her legs? She did! It took all of Peorth's willpower not to jump between Shoka-sama's legs. As it was, she managed to slowly, walked over and sit in the gap left by her princes legs, almost as though she was embarrassed, which she was. Almost her entire face was red as Shoka-sama wrapped her arms around her, Peorth sighed and melted into her arms, snuggling against her. Her eyes opened as she felt the heat from Shoka-sama, even though there were two layers of clothing between them.

Silence settled over them for awhile, but Peorth didn't mind. She was sitting here, alone, between her beloved Shoka-sama's legs. What more could she want? Well, maybe to kiss Shoka-sama again. And definitely to draw her. But, until Shoka-sama said she wanted to kiss her, Peorth was content to sit, in silence, in her arms. But then Shoka-sama spoke.

'W-what do you m-mean, Shoka-sama?' Peorth asked. 'You're n-not a monster.' She paused. 'At least you h-haven't been to me.' She wondered why Shoka-sama thought of herself as a monster, and why she had told her as much. It didn't matter to Peorth, she loved Shoka-sama, and she would stay by her side.

That response was expected, but she wasn't about to admit to her the crime she'd committed. Instead, she eluded any further questioning by swiftly turning the comment into a joke,

"Oh but I am," she said with a grin, nipping the girl's ear lobe, and then after an ever so brief pause, attacked the girl with relentless tickling. Her laughter, her body squirming against her would certainly distract from her ominous statement. Shoka would use the tickling to position herself over the girl, with the intentions of pinning her to continue the assault until she would gasp for air and beg her to stop. Then she'd simply stop and kiss her forehead.

The girl didn't know her at all, and more than likely wouldn't but maybe her words held more truth than she thought. Maybe Shoka wouldn't be the same kind of monster to her, but a monster she was nonetheless. With her vow to the girl silently in place, she imagined the girl would grow frustrated with her, not touching her that way even though she would clearly be asking for it. Peorth might someday hate her for it, but that was fine. Just perfectly fine.

The words of Shoka-sama were running around her head, causing different thoughts to form. Was Shoka-sama a monster? If so what kind of monster? Was she that kind of monster? Or maybe an evil monster. Had she hurt anyone? Is she capable of hurting someone? Well, everyone's capable of hurting someone. So had Shoka-sama hurt someone and she blames herself?

'How are you-ah!' She gasped when Shoka-sama nipped her earlobe, causing her to blush more. Why had that caused her to gasp like that? And what was that sensation the nipping had caused in her belly? But she could think on those questions much longer as she was suddenly being tickled!

'S-Shoka-sama!' she managed to get out between bouts of laughter. 'I-I'm ticklish!' But she couldn't say any more as the tickling overwhelmed her and she dissolved into continuous laughter. She laughed and squirmed, trying to get away from the teasing, tickling fingers. She was laughing so hard that tears began to stream down her cheeks. She continued to laugh until she could barely breath, her chest aching from laughing and lack of breath, her eyes stinging from the tears. 'S-Shoka-sama!' she gasped as she continued to squirm under her princes fingers. 'I... I can't b-breath!' It was only then that she realised she was on her back, with Shoka-sama above her. Instantly her cheeks coloured, her heart beating hard, her breath coming in short gasps. The fire in her belly spread until it felt like she was on fire. 'S... Shoka-sama...' she breathed, her throat suddenly dry.

The tickling was a display of the supreme amount of power she had so easily over others, it was a sort of high to know that it was this easy.It was intoxicating. However she did stop, suddenly she gazed at the girl a moment, expression unreadable until it turned into a wry smile and she stood. She took a few steps away, gravel at the shore crunching under her shoes. The breeze lifted her bangs and she lifted a hand to hold them still. Finally, she sighed.

Maybe she wouldn't explain herself to the girl, after all, there was no scientific proof that she deserved any sort of explanation. Nothing physically made her any different from anyone else in her coils.Somehow, she felt annoyed, the perplexing existence of this girl was annoying and yet, she was glad she was here. She spoke without deciding why she was going to say what she did.

"I am a jealous and vengeful sort of person," she said, "I can and have hurt others because I wanted to cause suffering, doesn't that scare you?" She asked, looking back at her. What she had just done to her, with the tickling could easily have turned into something else, she could had easily taken her purity just then, and the girlw ould hardly understand just what she was giving up, just what was being stolen through a veil of inexperienced lust and pleasure. Though Shoka's promise would prevent such a thing now. Still, she had other things on her mind, maybe Peorth would fall by the sidelines while Shoka's war on Ubu waged. Shoka would end up hurting more than her target. But the problem was...would she care?

Laying on her back, with Shoka-sama over her, she couldn't do much more than just stare at the... the goddess among women. She was so close she could feel the older girls breath, so close that their lips could meet, if only one of them would move... but Shoka-sama didn't and she didn't want to, in case she upset Shoka-sama. Then Shoka-sama smiled at her, then stood.

Peorth lay there for a moment, trying to calm her breathing and her racing heart. She heard Shoka-sama walk a small distance away. She sat up and turned to face Shoka-sama. A breeze picked up, blowing her fringe into her face, which she brushed, and held out of the way. She watched Shoka-sama, who seemed to be deep in thought. Then Shoka-sama spoke.

Her brow furrowed at her beloved Shoka-sama's words. 'We all get jealous, Shoka-sama,' she said standing. 'But, why would you want to hurt some one? Did they do something to hurt you, or someone close to you?' she asked. 'Why would that scare me?' She tilted her head slightly, trying to understand what Shoka-sama meant. That pesky breeze blew through again, sending her hair and skirt billowing as she stood there, her mind working on what she had been told. 'Why would I be scared of you, Shoka-sama?' she asked, stepping closer to Shoka-sama.

A temptation washed over her to lash out, to turn on her heel and attack the girl just to make her scared, to show her the monster she was; but when she turned, she couldn't help it when her gaze softened and she shook her head.

"Monsters don't need reasons to be monsters," she smiled, moving close enough to pat Peorth's head. She didn't have an answer for her last question. She supposed that for now, there really was no reason for Peorth to be afraid. Shoka was an animal, but she still had some manner of self control. She knew though, that along her carefully weighted priorities, Peorth might accidentally fall out of her focus and that may cause her some heartbreak. Not that the Prince couldn't fix her broken heart with a few sweet words.

Finding comfort in her own hubris, Shoka embraced the girl again, taking in the scent of her hair and then stepped back. "Never mind," she said, offering her arm. "Walk with me?" In spite of the planning to would take to execute her war on Miator's Prince, she wanted to keep this moment, this sweet breeze that played in Peorth's hair just a little longer. A small patch of heaven, in Shoka's ugly, beautiful darkness.

There Shoka-sama went calling herself a monster again. She wasn't sure why her prince thought of herself as a monster, but for some reason it was beginning to wind her up. She took a deep breath, to remain calm, to not to let it get to her. She didn't want to get angry at Shoka-sama, nor did she want to upset her prince.

Then Shoka-sama spoke about monsters again, as though she was one. She was about to say something, when Shoka-sama moved closer to her, and patted her head. All her annoyance drained away to be replaced by love. What was she so wound up about anyway? She couldn't remember. Whatever it was, Peorth figured it wasn't important. What was important was spending time with Shoka-sama.

Then she was embraced by her prince again! Peorth closed her eyes, enjoying the feeling of being in those loving arms, being surrounded by her beloved princes arms, that scent of hers filling her nose. She could even hear Shoka-sama's heartbeat. Shoka-sama released her far, far too soon and stepped back. Peorth opened her eyes and her cheeks blushed dark. Shoka-sama was offering her her arm! With a shy smile, and a pounding heart, Peorth nodded. 'I-I'd love to, S-Shoka-sama.' She hooked her arm through her princes and stepped closer to her. Taking a chance, Peorth leaned her head on Shoka-sama's shoulder. With a sigh, she closed her eyes, content with this small moment of heaven. With the woman she loved.