illithrien

illithrien @ 2008-07-06T09:57:00

2008-07-05T23:58:00Z

Rating: currently PG - 13
Paring: Missy/Bam, VAM
Disclaimer: I only own clones. The original story plot belongs to Disney... and Hans Christian Anderson before that. Oh, and while i remember, the first part of the story is based off a Viva La Bam episode.. cant remember which one.. but yea.
Summary: Based on Disney's 'The Little Mermaid'.... yeah, theres no point in elaborating, i have made changes, but the basic plot is still there.

Chappie links here:
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5

Eek i'm back

2008-07-05T23:26:47Z

Goodevening (even tho its morning) my litte Vamlings... Yes, it is i, Illithrien, back to post more smutty vam in my process of taking over the world!! WAHAHAHA.... yeah

Anywhom, just letting you guys know that i am back, and i'm working on a new chappie to 'All i ever wanted was you' as we speak, ZOMGPOLARBEARBBQ isnt it exciting!!!!...yeah... too much sugar in my tea this morning...

So yeah, new chappie will be up soon, for all those who've forgotten the story line (which is hard) insert chappie link.. here! http://illithrien.livejournal.com/6733.html ...yes... i still can't work the whole linky thing properly... yeah anyway.. summary and links to other chaps are behind the cut!!

^.^ so glad to be back

All I Ever Wanted Was You Update

2007-11-05T05:27:34Z

A big hello to all of my readers out there whom i love so much :)

Just a quick post for a big apology: The next chapter for this story will be a while coming. A few friends of mine were involved in a freak car accident a couple of days ago and one didn't make it. So, obviously, i'm a little emotionally constipated and unable to finish the chapter. I'm not sure how long until the next chapter is up, but it doesnt look like it will be soon.

Take care of yourselves, and be thankful for each day you have.

Thanks.

All I Ever Wanted Was You Chapter 5

2007-10-27T10:42:14Z

Rating: currently PG - 13
Paring: Missy/Bam, VAM
Disclaimer: I only own clones. The original story plot belongs to Disney... and Hans Christian Anderson before that. Oh, and while i remember, the first part of the story is based off a Viva La Bam episode.. cant remember which one.. but yea.
Summary: Based on Disney's 'The Little Mermaid'.... yeah, theres no point in elaborating, i have made changes, but the basic plot's still there *shrugs*
A/N: Many thanks to Arbdickabarb for being my beta :)

Chapter 4: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/6459.html

Chapter 5

I flopped onto my bed with a sigh. Bam and I had spent the better part of the day shopping, despite the fact that I had far more than I needed. I couldn’t complain though, any time spent with Bam was good time for me. A small smile spread across my features. He was my one and only, he was… All I ever wanted. Such a line made me make a beeline for my one possession from the ocean – my bag, containing only my notebook and a pen. I quickly scribbled down words as they came to me. Had I been able to speak, I would have hummed the melody. Still, I could hear the song clearly in my mind.

Let me wake up in your arms
Hear you say it's not alright
Let me be self dead and gone
So far away from life
Close my eyes
Hold me tight
And bury me deep inside your heart

All I ever wanted was you, my love
You...all I ever wanted is you, my love
Your're all I ever wanted, just you

Let me never see the sun
And never see you smile
Let us be so dead and so gone
So far away from life
Just close my eyes
Hold me tight
And bury me deep inside your heart

All I ever wanted was you, my love
You...all I ever wanted is you, my love
You're all I ever wanted, you, oh my love
You're all I ever wanted, you, my love

That's the way it's always been
My heart stops beating only for you Baby
Only for you Darling

All I ever wanted was you, my love
You...all I ever wanted is you, my love
You're all I ever wanted, you, my love
You're all I ever wanted, you, my love.

My love… My bam… I thought as I graced the paper with one last dot to conclude the sentence, a smile evident on my face.

“What are you writing?” Bam asked distantly as he read over my shoulder.

I blushed and made to put my book away but he stole it from me.

“Wow man, this is really good… like really good. I’ve seen some good shit, but this is the cream on the cake,” his smile faded slightly, “Is it written about someone?” he asked with a note of despair.

I blushed further and nodded, ah he knew! He knew it was written about him! He knew it and he hated me for it!

“Oh…” his smile was now completely gone and he remained silent for some time.

“Wait! You can write? Oh dude this is awesome, we can talk like this. What’s your name? You must be sick of me calling you ‘dude’”

I smiled shyly and took the pen in my fingers, Ville I wrote.

“Vil-ee?” Bam asked, scrunching up his nose.

I grinned, wishing profoundly at that point that I could laugh, I shook my head. Vil-a, I scribbled.

“Oh. Right. That’s a really cool name,” Bam said with a smile, “Ville”

At that moment I was sure my face would crack from the smile on my face. The way my name rolled off his tongue filled me with a warmth that I’d never experienced before.

And so we sat, just staring at each other, delighting ourselves in the other’s company.

“Ville” Bam whispered again, reaching out and brushing a stray strand of hair from my face. I closed my eyes and exhaled, his touch creating a delectable warmth to spread in its path. I heard him shift on the bed and I felt him lean into me. Without opening my eyes, I tilted my head to the side, my lips parting slightly in anticipation of what was to come.

Just as he was so close I could feel his hot breath upon my pale skin, just as the warmth radiating from his body sent shivers down my spine, a cry came from the kitchen.

“Bam!” April called, “Dinner’s ready”

Then, just as soon as the warmth and intimacy began, it shrank away from me. I opened my eyes to a very embarrassed Bam, whose gaze flickered to me for a second before he rushed out of the room.

I sighed and pouted pathetically before following him downstairs.

“Just chose anything that looks interesting, I’m easy” Bam said, flopping down on the couch.

I chewed on my bottom lip as I looked over the titles before me. There were so many ‘movies’ as Bam called them, that I could hardly distinguish one from the other. One title seemed to grab my attention. Intrigued, I stole it from the shelf and looked over the case.

Bam came up from behind me, “The Nightmare Before Christmas eh? It’s a pretty good movie, do you wanna watch it?”
Not releasing my lip from my teeth, I nodded, handing the case over to him. At least I didn’t pick one that he would hate. Filled with pride over not screwing up, I joined Bam on the couch as the movie began.

For the beginning of the movie I was tense, stressing over whether or not I would do something wrong while Bam was so engrossed in the movie. Forcing myself to relax, I laid my head on Bam’s shoulder, testing his reaction.

At first I felt his muscles tense immediately, but when I was about to lift my head from his body, I felt his arm come around me, holding my body to his.

With a smile on my face, I moulded my body to his, placing my head on his chest. I could hear the gentle thumping of his heart, which seemed to drown out the sounds coming from the TV. The rhythmic beat was strangely soothing, and I felt my eyelids drooping soon after I repositioned myself.

Too relaxed to fight it, I gave in to the darkness that came over me, the pleasant beating of Bam’s heart lulling me to sleep.

Oooo with two days left, what will Ville do?? ahh... the suspense could be killing if this wasnt based on a story everybody knows :P hehe anyway, hope you enjoyed chapter 5 loves, another update is currently under construction as we speak.

All I Ever Wanted Was You Chapter 4

2007-10-24T11:51:04Z

Chapter 4

Ville’s POV

An annoying ray of sunlight woke me from my deep sleep. I knitted my eyebrows together and turned onto my side, away from the sun, snuggling into the warm, soft confines of my sleeping environment.

My eyes shot open. I remember falling asleep on the sandy beach… I shouldn’t have blankets on me.

Filled with panic, I sat up and attempted to get to my feet. I needed to find out were I was… anything could have happened to me while I was asleep.

Unfortunately, my new-found legs had a different idea in mind. No sooner had I leapt to my feet I was on the ground again. A loud ‘thump’ echoed in the room, and, had I been able to speak, a loud yelp would have followed.

I was in the process of struggling back up again when I heard fast footsteps followed by someone bursting into the room.

I felt warm, strong arms come around me and lift me back onto the bed, “Are you alright?”

I looked up in shock; standing right before my eyes was my Bam. I nodded without taking my eyes from his.

He grinned at me, “So you’re finally awake. Not that I was like… worried or anything”

I smiled shyly at him.

He stared at me adoringly, “It really is you… I didn’t think I’d ever see you again. What’s your name?”

My mouth formed ‘Ville’, but no sound accompanied it. My eyebrows knitted together and I self-consciously touched my throat.

“What is it?” Bam asked, worried.

I tapped my throat and shook my head, hoping to get my message across.

“You can’t talk?” I heard the notes in his lower with disappointment, “Then you mustn’t be who I thought you were”

I shook my head furiously, running through a range of hand motions to explain to him that I was the one.

He just stared at me with narrowed eyes, “I don’t understand”

I gave a sigh and shook my head, this would be impossible.

“Bam?” came a voice I recognised from the ship.

“In the guestroom Ape”

I watched as the woman from the boat came into view. Her gaze flickered to me before a wide smile spread out on her face.

“You’re awake! Oh Bam, why didn’t you tell me?”

Bam rolled his eyes, “He only just woke up”

Ignoring him, April crouched in front of me, “What’s your name sweetie?”

I stared at my feet, embarrassed.

“He can’t talk” Bam whispered.

April looked at me with sympathy, “That’s terrible. Don’t you worry though; we’ll find a way to understand you. Now, you must be hungry, would you like some breakfast?”

I smiled up at her sheepishly and nodded my head.

Bam was standing in front of me in an instant. He held his hand out to me, pulling me to my feet and lifting me to my feet.

His arm came around my shoulders, “Here, I’ll help you there… since, you know, you can’t um… walk very well” Bam said, slowly getting quieter and stuttering more as he went along.

I felt a blush creep over my cheeks as he helped me into the kitchen. Maybe Missy was right after all.

I stared at the bowl before me. Next to it, was a silver… thing. I chewed my bottom lip as I tried to figure out what I was meant to do with them. I looked up to see Bam use the silver utensil to shovel food into his mouth.

He glanced up to meet my gaze and quickly looked away again. I cocked my head as I saw his face turn slightly red.

“Don’t you like cereal?” April asked.

I almost jumped out of my seat as she seemingly appeared out of nowhere. I glanced back at the cereal briefly before nodding my head furiously, grabbing the spoon and shovelling food into my mouth at an insane rate.

April laughed lightly before leaving again.

Bam leaned back in his chair, watching me, “So… dude, do you like have a home you need to get to? Any family?”

I felt my spirits dampen… My family… I shook my head sadly, more to dispel the thoughts of them than answer him.

“So you have nowhere to go?”

I shrugged, not even trying to explain my circumstance.

“Would you… um… like to… s-stay here?” Bam asked, his eyes looking at everything but me.

I grinned and nodded, mouthing a ‘thank you’

Again Bam’s face turned red as he smiled shyly, “Hey Ape, we have a new resident”

“That’s great sweetheart,” she entered the room again and surveyed me, “But I think we’ll need to get him some proper clothes… Your’s are a little big”

Bam grinned and nodded his head, “Would you like to come shopping with me?”

The thought of me and Bam alone together immediately had my head bouncing up and down of its own accord.

Bam laughed, “Finish your breakfast and we’ll get ready to go”

I eagerly gobbled up my breakfast and got to my feet, almost bouncing up and down with excitement.

He grinned at me before his expression turned to concern, “Can you walk alright on your own?”

Unsure of the answer myself, I took an uneasy step forward, surprising myself when I stayed upright. I threw a smile over my shoulder at Bam and headed back to my room. I could feel Bam close on my heels, his hands ready to catch me if I faltered.

I stared in awe at the vast scene around me. So many humans of all shapes and sizes rushed past me to be swallowed up by a large building, ‘cars’, as Bam called them, flew by me in all directions, beeping loudly. The scene, to me at least, was astounding.

“Hey dude?” Bam asked with a slight smile, “You ok?”

I tore my gaze reluctantly away from the scene to face him, his radiant smile mesmerising me. I gave a smile that felt tarnished in the light of his own, and made my way to his side as he led the way to the building.

“Just have a look for anything you might like. I’m pretty rich so don’t worry about the price of anything”

I bit my lip nervously and nodded. I had to be careful, if I wanted the things Bam didn’t like… He wouldn’t want me anymore. And then, not only would I be out of a place to stay for another two and a half days, but Missy would… own me. I couldn’t suppress a shudder.

Immediately, Bam shrugged out of his jacket and placed it on my shoulders, “I-In case your… uhm… It’s kinda cold today” he stammered with a blush.

In the corner of my eye I saw a younger man give a woman his jacket. She, in return, reached up and placed a kiss on his cheek.

Turning my attention back to Bam, I repeated the notion by placing my own pink lips against his warm brown cheek. This was a way of saying ‘thanks’, right?

He swallowed audibly. I pulled away and saw that his mouth was slightly open and he was the reddest I’d ever seen him.

I gulped, had I done something wrong?

Upon noticing my line of sight, Bam slammed his mouth shut. A small, shy smile graced his features. I returned the smile, somewhat relived that I hadn’t messed up. He seemed to clear his throat before grabbing my hand, marching me further into the building.

So, hows that for a fairly long update? I'm almost half-way thru the next chapter, so the next update wont take too long :) thanks for reading.

All I Ever Wanted Was You Chapter 3

2007-10-19T22:40:53Z

Ville POV

“Ville no! I won’t let you go in there” Mige cried, exasperated.

I tried to push past him into the cave again to the mermaid sea-witch, “Mige it’s the only way”

“Everything Missy does comes with a price Vil’”

“But she can help me!”

“She’ll make sure that you fail so that she can own you”

A delicate laugh came from in the cave as Missy stepped into the open, “Oh Mige, don’t you believe a girl can change?”

Mige looked over her in distaste, “No”

She sighed as if hurt by his words, “I’m sorry to hear that. Perhaps I shall take my leave”

As she turned away I felt panic surge through me, “No Missy, wait. I – I need your help”

Missy smiled sweetly… almost too sweetly as I tried to swallow my fear, “Follow me Ville. Please wait outside Mige”

He frowned, “What are you going to do to him?”

“Mige,” I scolded, “Just wait here for me”

He sighed and folded his arms, and I rolled my eyes as I realised he was sulking.

“Ville?” Missy called from the cave.

“I – I’m coming” I said shakily and followed her.

I entered a room filled with various shelves holding broad ranges of jarred… I wasn’t sure what any of it was. But whatever they were, they intimidated me. I swear I saw eyes staring back at me from within the jars.

Missy draped herself lazily on the caldron, “So Ville, you want help with the man you love, yes?”

I nodded sheepishly, knowing I would be sounding silly, “He – He’s a human… so… so I… wanted to know if you could help me”

She smiled at me, “Of course I can… It’s what I do, what I live for”

I smiled back at her, her words filling me with hope.

“Now, I can grant you the use of human legs for three days” she stirred the liquid in the caldron while she spoke, a silhouette of me running on human legs appeared in the water.

I leaned into the caldron, mystified.

“Within that time you must get this Bam to fall in love with you. That is, he has to announce his love to the world. If you fail… You’ll turn back into a merman and belong to me”

I nodded my head furiously as she stopped to check if I was still for the plan, I was certain Bam would fall in love with me.

“Now before you agree to anything, little prince, we have to discuss the matter of payment”

I felt myself moving away from her, “What do you want?”
She swam over to be and wrapped an arm around my shoulders, directing me back to the caldron, “It’s nothing you’ll miss, you won’t even notice it’s gone”

“What?”

“Just your voice” she sang.

My hands flew to my throat, “My voice?” I squeaked, “But… I won’t be able to talk to him”

Missy scoffed and released me, “You’ll have your looks, your pretty face. That’s all men up there want”

I felt myself growing sceptical, “But…”

Missy sighed and folded her arms, “Do you want it or not?”
She stared me down, and before I could think it through I heard myself say, “Yes”

Her smile spread ear to ear as she held out a contract, “Sign”

I took a deep breath and pressed my thumb against the yellow parchment, leaving an imprint that sealed my future should I fail.

“Ville no!” Mige cried desperately.

“Sing” Missy whispered, her voice somehow hypnotic in a way that it drowned out Mige’s protests.

As if on it’s own will, my lips parted as I closed my eyes and began a series of notes, chosen at random to form a melody.

I opened my eyes when my voice began to sound… strange. I stared at the floating ball of light and closed my mouth… somehow, my voice continued before Missy locked it away in a locket around her neck.

I touched my throat and opened my mouth, but no sound emerged.

Missy giggled and a blinding pain shot through me. I could feel air rushing from my lungs, but I couldn’t breathe it back in. I found that my mouth filled with water and chocked me. My crimson tail separated into two pale legs and before I knew it Mige was helping me struggle to the surface, Missy’s laughter still ringing in my ears.

When my head broke the surface I inhaled deeply, relishing in the comfort of air in my lungs and the morning sun on my face. I dimly heard Mige cursing every profanity he knew, but my soul focus was on swimming to the shore that I couldn’t even see in the distance.

We reached the shore long after nightfall. The muscles in my newly acquired legs ached profoundly as Mige pushed me ashore. I managed to crawl up the beach only a few metres before collapsing, my energy spent.

Regular POV

Bam slammed the door to his hummer, “Fucking bastards”

He scuffed his feet along the beach as he looked for his angel. This was it, today was the last day he would look. No one could tolerate his love-sickness any longer, as the gang had so politely informed him.

He was so caught up in his brooding that he failed to notice anything in his path until he tripped over an object at his feet.

Bam swung around; ready to give whatever had tripped him a good kick in the ass.

But his breath caught in his throat when he looked down at the body beneath him.

Naked save for a small bag and unconscious was his angel, pale skin glowing in the morning light.

Without further thought, Bam whipped off his shirt, donning his love in it. He was surprised to feel a pang of anger at the thought of anyone seeing his angel naked… bar him of course.

Not surprisingly, Bam’s shirt hung like a dress on the other man’s slight form.

Bam shook him gently, “Hey dude? Dude are you alive?”

The man’s breathing was all he got in reply. Filled with worry, Bam scooped him into his arms and set off to the hummer.

April would love another person to fuss over anyway.

More soon, comments are love :)

All I Ever Wanted Was You Chapter 2

2007-10-14T10:26:28Z

Rating: currently PG - 13
Paring: Missy/Bam, VAM
Disclaimer: I only own clones. The original story plot belongs to Disney... and Hans Christian Anderson for the original.. original :P . Oh, and while i remember, the first part of the story is based off a Viva La Bam episode.. cant remember which one.. but yea.
Summary: Based on Disney's 'The Little Mermaid'.... yeah, theres no point in elaborating, i have made changes, but the basic plot's still there *shrugs*
A/N: Many thanks to Arbdickabarb for being my beta :)

Chapter 1: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/5796.html

Chapter 2

I gently laid Bam on the ground at the closest beach. It had been hard to find a secluded spot, but eventually I was able to get away from other humans.

I brushed back his wet hair from his beautiful face, desperately wanting for him to open his blue eyes so I could gaze into their depths again.

His skin was cold from the water, but I knew he was alive, he was still breathing.

Stroking his hair, I began to sing words that just suddenly came to me,

“I love your skin oh so white
I love your touch cold as ice
And I love every single tear you cry
I just love the way you're losing your life”

As if possessed by a foreign form, I began leaning in to Bam, my focus on his pink lips. So much so, that I didn’t notice his blue eyes open until he spoke.

“Your voice…” he murmured tiredly.

I pulled away in fright, staring into his blue eyes with my own green ones for a moment before dashing away back into the water.

I stared at him from behind a rock; safely back in my home of the water. He looked around for me for a moment before shaking his head, struggling to his feet and staggering away. I cursed myself inwardly, Bam wouldn’t hurt me, I know it, so why did I leave?

I gave a frustrated sigh, giving him one last look before swimming away slowly, my mind chewing over information in my head. Was there a way that I could be with him? I needed him, like a fish needs water. Frantically I plucked at thoughts in my head, but nothing came to me as to how I could join his side.

My thoughts were suddenly pushed aside when my nose collided with something large and solid. I looked up and immediately wished I hadn’t.

The look on his face told me everything, he had seen, and he was not at all pleased, “Oh Poseidon” I whispered under my breath.

“Ville… What have I told you about the surface?” he hissed furiously.

“Father he was drowning!”

“Then you should have let him drown! One less human to worry about!”

“How can you be so heartless?”

“Your brother Jesse understands humans are dangerous so why can’t you? I don’t want to see my son end up on a fish-killer’s hook!”

“But father-”

“You are to never, NEVER visit the surface again, understand?”

“But father I love him!” I clapped my hands over my mouth, oh Poseidon… please don’t tell me I just said that…

Kari’s face turned red and his breathing shallowed, “Listen to me boy,” he whispered in a way that made my skin crawl, “Either you stop indulging in your childish fantasies or I take matters into my own hands”

I was left to watch my father swim away from me, the water practically bubbling from his anger. I knew I was in trouble.

Regular POV

Bam came to with a deep voice singing above him. He lay unmoving for a moment, just listening to the heavenly voice and remembering what happened on the ship.

When the singing stopped, silence set in and Bam opened his eyes to see the mystery man who had been serenading him.

Above him was the most beautiful man he had ever seen. Long, dark eyelashes framed a gorgeous set of emerald eyes hidden by long dark hair.

“You’re voice…” he began, his mind devoid of anything more intelligent.

The man above him looked down, startled, matching blue eyes with green. He hesitated for a moment before stealing himself away, disappearing. Bam fancied he saw the tip of a crimson tail before the man vanished.

Bam shook his head, a tail? Of all the absurd things the man could have, a tail! He had obviously drunk far too much salt water – it was making him delusional.

He sat up, ignoring the dizzy spell that washed over him as he searched for the angel that had saved him. His heart sank when he saw no sign of his rescuer.

With a sigh, Bam began to wander along the white sand, trying to find any information as to where he was.

Ville’s POV

“Ville, you can’t do something so reckless” Mige exclaimed.

I gave a frustrated sigh, throwing my prized notebook of songs into my bag, “You don’t understand Mizee, he… he’s all I ever wanted”

He stared at me seriously, “What’s running away going to do? You are still bound to the sea as he is to land, you wont be able to even speak to him”

I threw the bag over my shoulder and raked my brain for an answer to my own question, “I don’t know,” I said finally, “But I’ll find a way to see him again”

Mige sighed, “There’s no stopping you is there?”

I shook my head and grinned, knowing he was about to give in.

Shaking his head and mumbling ‘I can’t believe this…’ he swam to my side, “Let’s go” he muttered.

I gave a squeal of delight and threw myself on him, “Thank you!”

He gave me a small smile, “I’m only coming to make sure you don’t be too reckless. Just don’t be disappointed if nothing happens”

I nodded my head furiously, releasing him from my vice-like grip.

He took my hand as if I was a child and led me out into the ocean. I was ecstatic. I knew in my heart that I would be able to at least see Bam again.

We hadn’t been swimming long before Mige let out a long sigh.

I rolled my eyes, knowing he was about to start complaining, “What is it Mizee?”

“I don’t understand why we’re doing this; you don’t even know what you’re doing yet”

I frowned, “I… I can’t just sit around and wait for something to happen. I’ll find a way… somehow”

Mige scoffed, “Do you intend to swim around aimlessly until then?”

I shot him a glare, “Just trust me Mizee, I’ll find a way to him…” I gasped, an idea forming in my mind, “Follow me!” I cried before taking off.

Dimly, I could hear Mige complaining in the background, saying I needed to wait for him. But the idea, it was so brilliant I needed to act upon it now.

I’m coming Bam I thought to myself.

Regular POV

“Baaaaaaam,” Raab whined, making sure to drag the name to emphasise his sulking, “Can’t we go home now?”

Bam cursed as he walked along the beach, “Damn it Ryan, shut up. We haven’t even been looking for ten minutes”

“Yeah but we’ve been looking every day. Give up already”

“We’ve only been looking for two days. I know I’ll find him…”

Raab shot up and raced to catch up with him, “Him? I didn’t know it was a dude. Bam Bam got a thing for a man?”

Bam pushed past him and continued down the beach, “Shut up and keep looking. We have to find him…”

“Whatever man, just don’t understand why it couldn’t be a hot babe… at least then it would be interesting”

Bam shook his head, why did he chose Raab of all people to accompany him on his mission? He sure as hell didn’t understand where Bam was coming from. But then… no one seemed to. Not even Ape.

But how could they understand those indescribable feelings Bam experiences just from the thought of that mystery man. It was like he had been looking at the world through a veil of mist, and now the fog was lifted. Everything was clearer, fresh and free. He was so filled to the point of longing for his angel that he feared he would burst from overwhelming feelings at any time.

Well there you have it, chapter three should be up in like a week ish :D

All I Ever Wanted Was You

2007-10-06T12:40:50Z

Rating: currently PG - 13
Paring: Missy/Bam, VAM
Disclaimer: I only own clones. The original story plot belongs to Disney... and whoever actually created the fairytale before that.
Summary: Based on Disney's 'The Little Mermaid'.... yeah, theres no point in elaborating, i have made changes, but the basic plot's still there *shrugs*
A/N: Many thanks to Arbdickabarb for being my beta :)

Chapter 1

Regular POV

Bam laughed with delight as Dunn fired the first cannon, despite the fact that it missed its mark. Again and again the cannon fired, until finally the once-standing bar became a bonfire.

“What did you do that for? It was such a nice bar!” Vito rambled, only causing Bam’s laughter to increase, along with that of the crew.

The fun was cut short as the sounds of propellers cutting the air came to their ears. Each of them looked up, cringing slightly at the sight of the large black hawk that was flying towards them.

“Look what you did now Bam, the cops are after us!” Vito said irritably, horribly annoyed at himself for agreeing to this trip.

“Cease your fire” a voice came on the loudspeaker and rained down on them.

“They think you’re a terrorist!” April cried.

Bam pouted, trust the law to ruin his fun. Suddenly, he was hit with an idea. With a smirk, he approached the cannons cautiously before lighting it. A loud shot rang through the air as a cannon ball shot at the bar again.

Although Bam expected another empty threat, he was hit with something much more frightening.

The Blackhawk above them shot a missile at the boat, hitting it fair on the stern. The boat gave a groan and sunk on one side before coming back up again. A fire was born onto the wooden floorboards, spreading quickly over the entire ship, climbing the masts and eating the sails.

By this time, the majority of the crew was on the speedboat, watching their beloved ship slowly get eaten by the blaze. They each watched the railing for any sight of Bam and April, their hearts beating wildly in their chests.

No words could describe their relief when they saw Bam pushing April into the water next to the speedboat. She came down with a shrill cry, swimming frantically to the boat as they pulled her aboard.

“Bam, get down here now! It’s only you now” she yelled up to him, terrified of the sight of Bam with a background of flames.

Just as Bam was readying himself to jump the railing and save himself, a large flame-covered mast came crashing down on him.

“Bam!” April shrieked, fighting against Phil as she tried to get back to the ship.

“He’ll be fine, just wait” Phil whispered, more to himself than to her.

No sooner had he said those words the ship exploded, raining wood and splinters over the crew below.

April screamed in a broken voice, sobbing in her husbands arms. Phil rubbed her back absentmindedly, staring at the rubble that was once a ship, searching for his son. He couldn’t be dead... he could, he was Bam Margera, he could do whatever the fuck he wants… he didn’t die!

Each of the Viva La Bam crew looked for Bam amongst the rubble, but found nothing.

“He must have… when the ship exploded…” Rake stuttered.

They all gazed at each other as tears rolled down their faces at the thought of Bam being ripped apart in an explosion.

“Vacate the premises” the Blackhawk shouted down to them.

Too upset to fight back, they obeyed, turning the boat around and heading for home.

Ville’s POV

A loud booming sound interrupted me from my solitude. I looked up to the sunlight shining through the waters before shaking my head, continuing to write down the words that swirled around in my head to slowly form a song.

Again, I was interrupted by a boom. My father’s words echoed in my head as I fought against curiosity, it is forbidden to go above the surface; I know you’re curious… But it’s for your own safety.

One last boom and my mind was made, I tossed my notebook aside and swam up to the surface, breaking the first and foremost rule of merman lore.

The sight that I found before me was beyond my imagination. Firstly, there was a strange orange thing on a sandbank, it moved and crackled and I immediately found myself swimming away from the strange creature.

I turned I attention to the large ship floating in the waters. I had never before seen a human in my life, so when I heard them laughing and chattering amongst themselves, one can easily say that I was indeed compelled to ease my curiosity.

Looking into the ship posed another problem as I struggled to climb up the side of the ship. Eventually I succeeded, peering through the hole for cannons.

I gazed around at the humans on the vessel before my eyes rested on the most boisterous of them all. Immediately, I felt the very air rush out of me. There, right before me, was the most beautiful creature I had ever seen. His hair was slightly darker than mine, and was cropped just below his ears and a goatee graced his chin. But the thing that captured me the most was his eyes. They were bright and playful, reminding me so much of the ocean.

Despite my attempts, I couldn’t bring myself to look away from him; I was drawn to him in a way that I couldn’t describe. Every fibre of my being yearned for him.

A loud sound that threatened to deafen me shook me from my thoughts, and even managed to tear my gaze away from him.

A large black thing was flying towards the ship, and with shaking hands I slid down the boat and returned to the water. Had I been caught? Since I was a child I had been told what humans would do to me if I was caught above water… and I did not like the sound of any of them.

I heard a loud voice above me, but I was too scared to look up. Anther boom rang out and I watched a round object fly from the ship and land in the creature on the island. Before I knew what was going on, the ship that held my beloved was covered in the same sort of creatures from the island. Wait… did I just call him my beloved?

I swam around to the other side of the ship, making sure I remained out of sight. Most of the humans were on another boat; their faces alone told me that the creature that stole their ship was far from peaceful. But he was not there. I felt a lump form in my throat, it meant trouble.

A female human was thrown over the boat and landed in the waters close to me, almost scaring me out of my fins. She scampered over to the other boat before yelling up to the ship.

“Bam, get down here now! It’s only you now”. Bam, huh? Such an odd name for one so beautiful.

No longer afraid for my safety, I swam out to gaze upon Bam. He was standing at the railing to the ship, his face pale. I closed my eyes and prayed on every god I knew for him to be alright.

I opened my eyes just in time to see the ship explode. I ducked underwater to escape the debris that flew in all directions. When I broke the surface again I looked for Bam, but by the sound of the female’s scream, I knew he didn’t make it.

“No” I whispered aloud, no this can’t happen. He can’t die.

I dove under the water, frantically searching the depths for Bam. I began panicking when I couldn’t find him, so I swam deeper, my heart racing.

Finally I spotted him, sinking slowly to the sandy depths. I didn’t know much about humans, but I knew they couldn’t breathe under water. I scooped him delicately into my arms, gazing at his unconscious form tenderly before speeding for the surface.

Yup, chapter one. Comments and constructive crit is welcomed. Hope you enjoyed it :)

Chapter 20

2007-09-19T09:21:10Z

Last Chapter: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/4660.html

Chapter 20

“I… I…” Ville turned from the alter to stare at Bam, “Don’t” he said simply.

There was uproar in the church, both sets of parents stood up and shrieked, “WHAT?”

Bam just sat there, staring at him in confusion.

Ville turned to the guests, “I cannot marry Jonna,” he held his hand out to Bam, “I love Bam”

Bam let out a cry of joy and rushed to Ville, pushing aside his hand to jump into his arms and smother him in kisses.

Ville’s mother let out a blood-curdling shriek, “You love a man?”

The king’s face turned red with fury, “No son of mine will fall in love with another man, you continue forth with that marriage at once or you shall no longer call yourself a Valo”

Ville took Bam’s hand in his and began walking out of the chapel, stopping only to glare at his father, “Then from now on, I’m simply Ville. I will live at the cottage I bought for Bam and never return, is that to your liking?”

The king’s eyes narrowed furiously, and Ville was slightly afraid that his father would beat him, “Take whatever you wish, as long as you stay out of our lives. You are not worthy to be part of our blood”

Ville held his head high and defiant in the face of the king, “Very well then, I will take gold and two horses and I will never see you again. Farewell”

The church was deathly silent as the pair left the building, hand in hand. Ville smirked, there would most defiantly be a fall out with the Nygren’s and the Valo’s about this, but that was no longer his problem.

Two years later…

Ville entered the room with a basket of freshly picked vegetables in hand, striding into the quaint kitchen where his love was humming happily, preparing their dinner for the evening. The ex-prince gave his love a peck on the cheek before flopping on the living room chair, exhausted from a long day of tending to the farming land of their cottage.

“Ville?” Bam asked hesitantly from the doorway, “Can I ask you something?”

Ville patted his lap invitingly, “What is it my love?”

“Do you ever regret it? Giving up royalty for this life, that is” he said softly, sitting down upon Ville’s lap.

Ville gave a small smile and pulled Bam against him, giving him a peck on the lips “Never, I have all I need right here”

Thats it, its all over. kinda makes me sad :( but i've already started writing the next one, its called 'All I ever wanted was you" and yea... i made a pretty pic:

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hehe i thought it was pretty anyway

I wont start posting for at least 2 weeks cause im gonna be on holidays... so yea ^.^ hopefully you guys can read it and enjoy it.

Tainted Chapter 19

2007-09-17T09:54:10Z

Tainted
Pairing: Vam

Based in a sort of Fairytale world about a young servant named Bam who was given up to a slave dealer by his parents for money and his journey to find them again
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Last Chapter: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/4564.html

Chapter 19

The wedding truly was a work of art. The cold stone walls of the chapel were brought to life with the white roses tied with white satin to the long, rich brown pews. Each pew was tightly packed with high-class snobs, all staring down their noses at each other, convinced that, despite ranking, they were better than anyone else. In all honesty, Ville didn’t recognise a single soul until his eyes locked on the last two pews before the alter. His mother sat tall and proud at the front row alongside his father, as did Lady Jonna’s mother and father. Disregarding them, Ville looked to the second last row, where Bam sat tight lipped and distant. Ville’s heart throbbed painfully and it took all of his self control to not dash to the younger man and run from all this madness. But he had a duty. A duty to the people and to himself.

Taking one last deep breath to assure himself; Ville stepped out into the isle, his shoes making a much-too-loud clack on the wooden floor. The soft murmuring ended abruptly, people turning in their seats to watch the heir slowly making his way to the alter. Ville’s gaze, however, was on no one else but the only figure with its back still turned. Part of him wished Bam would look at him, give him that mischievous smile that would put his racing heart at bay, although another part was glad that he didn’t have to look in those big blue eyes… it would be much easier to fight back tears that way.

In a shorter time than he would have wished, Ville reached the keeper of his destiny. He bowed his head politely to the priest, who repeated the notion before music rang out from the large organ across from them.

Each member of the audience turned in their seat again, eager to see the beautiful bride as she made her way down the isle. Again, Bam couldn’t bring himself to turn around. Ville took this opportunity to lock gaze with Bam, mouthing a shaky ‘I love you’ before pursed his lips, amazed that, even after so much crying, he still had tears to shed.

By this time Jonna was almost at the alter, so Bam mouthed a quick ‘I love you too’ before anyone would notice. Their gaze stayed locked for a few more moments, as if they shared a connection where they could reach each-other’s minds. Their looks alone told the other what pain they were feeling, the regret, the sorrow, but mostly, the love. Neither could deny the most prominent though in their head: if only things were different…

When Jonna reached the alter and the priest began, all Ville wanted to do was throw himself on the ground and beg for it all to stop. Beg for this pain beyond imagination that was spreading through his body. His head throbbed in time to his heart, and all he could do was stand there next to his future wife and act pleased.

He hardly listened to the ceremony, his mind drifting away to fantasies of what could be occurring with him and Bam… if only he wasn’t the prince.

He was idly listening to the priest’s ramblings when he heard, “If someone knows a reason that these two should not wed, speak now or forever hold your peace”. Ville’s eyes immediately shot to Bam, his green eyes pleading for Bam to interject.

Bam only held his gaze for a moment before his eyes teared up and he shook his head, staring at the floor to try and fight the heart-wrenching feeling he had in his chest.

“Very well then,” the priest continued, going back to his bible.

Ville’s chest hurt and his eyes stun as he gulped down air to keep back the sobs. He heard Jonna sprout an ‘I do’ and closed his eyes for a second, trying to recompose himself.

“Do you, Ville Valo, prince and future heir to the throne of Veckoria, take Jonna Nygren, daughter of duke and duchess Nygren, to be your lawfully wedded wife, to aid in sickness and in health, till death do you part?”

Suddenly, the room became very small; the people’s scrutinising gaze burning a hole in the back of his skull, his breathing became ragged as it echoed in his ears. Somehow, in the back of his mind, he saw each tear that ran down Bam’s face.

“I… I…”

oooo second last chapter :) woot woot. I promise the next chapter will be up by the end of the week, since im going on holidays iv decided to be nice and finish the story and not keep u waiting ^.^ arent i nice :P until next time, this is illithrien signing out :P

Tainted Chapter 18

2007-09-14T13:14:15Z

Tainted
Pairing: Vam

Based in a sort of Fairytale world about a young servant named Bam who was given up to a slave dealer by his parents for money and his journey to find them again

Last Chapter: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/4315.html

Chapter 18

The next few days whisked by quickly. Everyday the queen would organise for Jonna and Ville to spend time together for dinner or a picnic and everyday Ville would find a way out of it. Instead, he spent his days in his chambers, with Bam nestled in his arms, locked away from reality and the shadow of the wedding looming at their door. Neither of them would leave the room, save for the rare occasion where they would sneak down to the lake house late at night. Wrapped up in each other they didn’t need anyone or anything else.

Ville awoke early one morning to a dull ache in his chest.

“I’m getting married today” he whispered to himself.

Bam shifted on the bed so he was facing Ville and curled into him, “What was that love?” he mumbled sleepily.

“I’m getting married today” he repeated softly.

Bam’s spirits dampened visibly and he moved away slightly so he could see Ville’s face, “It couldn’t last forever could it?”

Ville placed a kiss on Bam’s forehead, “I still love you”

Bam smiled sadly, “I know, and I love you”

Ville took him into his arms and rested his chin on Bam’s head, “We can still see each other… I’ll organise with mother to get you a good house… and… and lots of servants so you don’t have to work”

Bam nodded and tried unsuccessfully to fight back tears.

They sat in silence as the room slowly illuminated from the rising sun.

Ville sighed a kissed the top of Bam’s head, trying fruitlessly to keep his mind from the upcoming wedding.

Bam moved away from Ville, “You’ll be late if you don’t get ready now”

Ville chocked back a sob and nodded, removing himself from the bed and making his way to the bathroom as if he were walking death row.

Once Ville was gone Bam rolled over and stared at the ceiling, searching the slightly cracked paint for answers that were rushing through his head. What would happen to him when Ville married? Sure, he’d have a house… But what about his heart? Could he really stand by and watch Ville with that… that… whore? The answer was becoming less clear by the second. Could he survive?

Bam’s mind was still chewing over his questions when Ville walked out of the bathroom, but Bam couldn’t bring himself to look at the prince, not when he was dressed for another’s wedding.

Ville closed his eyes to fight back the impending tears as he watched Bam on the bed. That amazing creature was the only thing he loved and he was going to lose it. Over the years Ville had wished many times that he had not been born to the so called ‘privileges’ of royalty, but he had never meant it as much as he did now. If given the chance, he would give it all way, just to spend one more night in his Bammie’s arms… Just one more day when they could forget everything and everyone and just be together. Without Bam, he was nothing. Bam was his heart, his soul, his everything.

He cursed loudly as he let the tears fall, “Why did it have to be me?”

Bam answered with a chocked sob.

Ville crumbled to the floor as his breathing quickened, “I- I can’t d-do this Bam… I can’t,” he lost himself to a torrent of tears, “I can’t marry her…”

Bam was at his side in an instant, stroking his hair and whispering sweet nothings in his ear.

Ville stared at him with blood-shot eyes, “I want to marry you, I want to be with you… I can’t… I can’t do this!”

“I know,” Bam whispered, swallowing his own tears, “I know darling… But you have to. And… And we’ll still see each other. But right now you have to walk down that isle and marry lady Jonna. Can you do that for me my love?”

Ville made some hiccupping sounds and nodded, “I would do anything for you”

Bam smiled, “As I would for you. Now then, get up, straighten your clothes and leave this room, no more tears. You have to be strong, for the both of us”

Ville nodded solemnly, drying his eyes and following Bam’s orders. With his face set in a stone mould of fake-happiness, he left his love to face his fate.

yup, pretty short i no, but we're nearing the end and i want to get 20 chapters out of it... so oooo 2 more chapters to goo.... hehe and a word of warning, the next chapter looks like its going to end on a cliffhanger too ^.^ woot

Thanks to everyone reading this :) great ego boost every time i get a comment

Oh and next chapter it looks like my mates are doing their own version of what they want to happen along with what really happens.. so that should be.. interesting to say the least :P next chapter up soon, promise!

Tainted Chapter 17

2007-09-12T09:51:17Z

Chapter 17

“Ville!” the queen cried, “Are you out here sweetheart?”

Both men pulled away with a gasp. Ville stood up and spun around so quickly his head spun, “At the gazebo mother”

At the sound of the queen’s footsteps, Bam’s fingers fumbled with his buttons, his extremities shaking more and more as the steps got louder.

“Ville darling, I have the most exciting news!” the queen said melodiously, she eyed Bam with distaste, “Good evening Bam”

Bam bowed deeply but remained silent, knowing it would turn out squeaky from the previous exercise.

The queen dismissing him without further thought, turning back to Ville, “As I was saying, the best of news! Lady Jonna accepted your marriage proposal!”

“I don’t remember making it” Ville scoffed.

The queen laughed lightly, “Well, perhaps I helped you along. The marriage is scheduled for next week… Lady Jonna was very eager,” she reached up and patted his cheek, “I’m so proud of you son”

Ville gave a smile that didn’t quite reach his eyes, “I’m honoured for you to think so”

“Well then my son, I must away, we have a lot of work ahead of us, goodnight my sweet”

Ville placed a kiss upon her cheek, “Goodnight mother”

She smiled at both of them before leaving back to the palace. Ville glared after her and ran fingers through his hair, cursing lightly. He spun around to face Bam before bursting into a fit of laughed.

Bam stared at him, “Darling what are you doing?”

Ville giggled and at his love’s shirt, “Your buttons…”

Bam looked down at his shirt, where each button was assigned to the below it, leaving the shirt crumbled and crooked.

He unbuttoned each one and began re-buttoning it before he felt Ville’s hands pushing his own away, “Why don’t we leave these undone?” the prince whispered huskily into his ear.

“Not here… it was too close with the queen”

Ville giggled, “Then will you join me in my chambers my love?”

As soon as they entered the bedroom Ville attacked Bam’s lips with his own. Bam felt a tongue against his lips and granted it access. Their tongues danced in sync together as Bam was pushed onto the bed.

As they pulled away to breathe, Ville began stripping Bam slowly, sliding off his shirt from his broad shoulders and removing his boots.

It seemed like years before Bam felt feather-light fingers on his trousers. The slowness was killing him.

“Ville” he moaned with urgency as his slacks were pulled leisurely down his body.

He got no reply as the prince began raining kisses around his hips, falling just short of throbbing member. Kisses then climbed up his body, so slowly it was as if Bam was a god to be worshipped. Finally the lips found his own as a tongue massaged his own. At the same time, Ville grinded his hips again Bam’s, earning a groan from both of them.

“Please…” Bam whimpered.

Ville feigned confusion, “Please what love?”

“Make love to me” Bam urged; his body a burning pile of desire.

The words bought a smile to Ville’s face before giving Bam a chaste kiss and positioning himself at Bam’s entrance.

“Are you ready love?” Ville asked, lust ebbing away slightly for concern.

Bam nodded and breathed in deeply, bracing himself as Ville pushed into him slowly.

Bam’s breath hitched in his throat as Ville entered him, not stopping until he was in to the hilt.

Ville linked his fingers with Bam’s as their hands lay at their sides.

They lay unmoving on the sheets as Bam got used to the feeling of Ville inside of him. Once the pain gave way to pleasure, Bam began to move his hips against Ville’s, causing shots of desire to shoot through his body. Taking the hint, Ville began thrusting in and out of Bam slowly, not wanting to hurt the incredible creature beneath him.

“You feel so good love” Ville moaned, quickening his pace as he gave way to desire.

“Oh god Vil… Right there!” Bam cried as Ville hit his prostate, raking his fingernails down Ville’s back.

The prince repeatedly hit Bam’s prostate as Bam moaned beneath him, his mind on one thing: pleasure.

Bam was now so hard it was to the point of aching. Without needing to be asked, Ville’s hand snaked down and griped his erection, pumping it in time with his thrusts.

Bam’s breathing became laboured as he began loosing track of reality, “So… close” he panted.

Ville began pumping his erection furiously as his thrusting intensified as he felt himself falling into ecstasy. He gave a long cry and erupted into his love.

Bam felt Ville empty himself into his body before releasing himself over their bodies.

Panting, Ville rolled off Bam before taking him into his arms. Kissing the sweat off Bam’s brow he whispered, “I love you”

“I love you too” Bam whispered sleepily before falling asleep in his lover’s arms.

Hehe and there you have it, my very first sex scene XD hopefully i didnt do overly bad.. lol. uh another chapter soon ^.^ hopefully....

Tainted Chapter 16

2007-09-08T04:23:39Z

Tainted
Pairing: Vam

Based in a sort of Fairytale world about a young servant named Bam who was given up to a slave dealer by his parents for money and his journey to find them again

Chapters can be found somewhere in around this: Chapter 15: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/3753.html

Chapter 16

“GET AWAY FROM ME” Bam shouted at the top of his lungs, “I HATE YOU, GO BACK TO YOUR PRECIOUS WHORE OF A FIANCE!”

Ville let out a chocked sob, “Bam Bam please!”

“No Ville, I mean it. I can’t handle you right now. I – I just want to be alone”

Ville nodded morbidly before pausing at the door on his way out, “I hope you can find it in yourself to forgive me, because I really do mean it when I say ‘I love you’… I’ll be at the lake house tonight… if-if you want to see me that is”

Bam didn’t respond as he watched Ville walk out the door, seeming to open the door to Bam’s heart as he closed the door to the room.

He threw himself down onto the bed as his body was racked with sobs. Bam hadn’t wanted to do such a thing to the prince. His entire body yearned for him to go back in time and prevent such an event from occurring. But he couldn’t. As he lay there, all of his anger ebbed away, producing more tears. As hard as he tried, he couldn’t stay angry with the green-eyed beauty that captured his heart. Why? Why couldn’t he stay angry at that bastard for hurting him so?

“Because I love him” he mumbled aloud.

Suddenly filled with an emotion he couldn’t describe, Bam leapt from the bed and ran out of the room. He inwardly cursed himself for overreacting like he did over something so trivial.

Ville sat down on the bench that looked across the dark lake, staring into the light mist that swirled serenely before him. The large silver orb and its smaller brothers were reflected from the sky into the waters. He looked around the gazebo, from the large taper candles to the stars that could be seen through the silk roof. A warm yellow light was thrown around the beige sitting, eliminating most of the darkness that surrounded the rest of the surroundings.

“Ville?” a small voice said quietly, so quietly Ville could have sworn he imagined it.

He swivelled around in his seat, greeted by a pale Bam, “Bam” he replied with equal volume, standing to brace himself.

Unexpectedly, Bam jumped the gazebo rail and launched himself into Ville’s arms.

“I’m sorry” Bam whispered.

Ville placed a kiss on Bam’s head, “Don’t be my love, I am the one that needs to apologise”

Bam shook his head furiously, I-… I overreacted, I was selfish. You agreed to marriage to save me and I threw it all back into your face”

Ville smirked, “How about we agree that we were both wrong, and that we are both sorry”

Bam giggled, staring up at Ville contently, “I love you… I know I say it a lot, but it wasn’t until today that I realised how much”

The prince smiled and nuzzled into Bam’s neck, “You don’t know how happy that makes me,” he placed a kiss on the warm neck, “I love you with all my heart”

Bam’s giggle turned into a gasp as Ville began sucking on his brown skin, arching his neck to grant the prince better access.

Ville slowly worked at the buttons on Bam’s shirt, undoing them sensually one by one as he replaced his kisses where the buttons once were.

Bam swallowed, his mouth suddenly very dry before he felt a mouth envelope his nipple. He whimpered, running his hands through the prince’s hair before the other man descended once more.

Slowly the kisses reached the black line of Bam’s trousers, “Ville…” he whimpered softly between dry lips.

Ville crouched in front of Bam’s thighs, staring up at him through lust covered eyes as he slowly undid the buttons.

“Ville!” the queen cried.

Short i know.. but i wanted a cliffhanger :) and besides, i'm running on four hours sleep from a sleep over last nite so no creativity for me :p

Big shout out to Stapp11 and Arbdickabarb (who, mite i add, stole my name :P) for helping me along with my story.. even though the only reason you get to read it before anyone else is coz u read over my shoulder at school -.-
Uhh yea... Arbdickabarb... promised her a long paragraph about how great she was... but i cant think of anything to write (lol!) i dont mean that in a bad way!!! >.< love you heaps bum grub, i wouldnt have gotten this far without u...

And hey, while im thanking people, THANKS TO EVERYONE WHOSE READING AND COMMENTING!! ^.^ big ego boost. I'm thinking i only have like 5 more chapters max to go... ooooo how will it end?? *gasps*

Tainted Chapter 15

2007-09-02T09:29:36Z

Tainted
Pairing: Vam

Based in a sort of Fairytale world about a young servant named Bam who was given up to a slave dealer by his parents for money and his journey to find them again

Chapter 14: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/3449.html other chapters can be found at the start of that chapter.. im feeling lazy today :)

Chapter 15

Bam sat nestled in Ville’s arms as they sat atop the bed. Bam has been washed of the blood and tears before being donned in bandages.

Ville slowly ran his hand up and down Bam’s arm as he heard the story of what happened to him in the dungeon.

“I was so scared” Bam concluded in a shaky whisper.

“I know my love, but you’re free now”

Bam shook his head, “They can get me again. I’m still a servant”

Ville petted his hair lovingly, “Not anymore. After I bought you back I sent one of my guards to pay for your release”

“I’m sorry. I didn’t cost much did I?”

Ville chuckled, “Not nearly as much as you’re worth my love”

Bam leaned into Ville’s chest, he felt so contented. Bringing Ville’s arm closer around his body Bam gave a sigh, “I feel so safe in your arms”

Not completely able to push aside his guilt, Ville nuzzled into his neck, “That’s because I’ll never fail to protect you again”

They sat in a comfortable silence until a knock on the door bought them from their pleasant world and back into the real one.

“Who is it?” Ville growled, far from the state of mind to entertain.

“Queen Anita wishes for me to give you a message Prince Ville”

Ville groaned and opened the door, accepting the message and returning to Bam.

Unravelling the parchment, Ville read out loud, “My dearest son. Now that Brandon has healed sufficiently, I expect you to begin spending time with your betrothed. I have arranged for a private dinner with you and Lady Jonna down at the lake house tonight”

Bam found the floor interesting as he tried to suppress his disappointment. Damn reality.

Ville cursed under his breath, “I’m sorry Bam, but I have to do this… I promised”

Bam gave him a sad smile, “I understand Ville”

Ville bought Bam closer to him, “Promise me you won’t get jealous” he said, burying his face in the crook of Bam’s neck.

“I promise. I understand what you need to do and its ok, really”

Ville smiled at him, “I love you”
“And I you darling. But we must get you ready, dinner won’t be far off”

After giving Ville one last kiss and watching him disappear down the hall, Bam gave a sigh and closed the door. What was he going to do now?

He lay on the bed, intending to sleep. But all he could do was think about was what Ville and Jonna could be doing now… No, he promised Ville he wouldn’t get jealous. Besides, Ville loved him, he wouldn’t do anything with another person… would he?

It was late in the night when Ville returned to his room. In the darkness he could faintly see the silhouette of Bam in his bed.

He quietly stripped off his shirt and boots before climbing into the bed with Bam, careful not to wake him.

“How did it go?” Bam asked quietly, not quite able to hide the hurt from his voice.

Ville bought his arms around Bam and moved closer to him, “I missed you love”

Bam’s heart sank; Ville was ignoring the real question he asked.

“Goodnight my love” Ville said, kissing his shoulder.

“Goodnight” Bam whispered.

Bam awoke in the morning later than he anticipated. He reached out across the bed, searching blindly for Ville’s body. At the familiar crunch of parchment, he ripped his head from the pillow in confusion.

My Love, it read, I had hoped to spend the morning in your splendour, however my mother had organised a lunch with me and Lady Jonna, and I’m bound to attend, despite how much I ache to be with you. I will return to you as soon as I can, explore the castle in my absence if you wish, no one will refuse you access to anything you please. All my love, Ville.

Bam felt a smile creep across his features, oh how he loved this man! He ran his fingers through his hair after tossing the note back on the bed and sighed. Maybe exploring the castle was a good idea, it was better than moping about in the dark thinking of all the things Ville could be doing right now…

With a frustrated sigh, Bam quickly dressed and walked out the door. Stuffing his hands into his pockets, he began roaming the castle half heartedly.

Coming upon the lush palace gardens, Bam heard a familiar voice. He stopped dead in his tracks as his mind tried to figure out what to do. Should he leave Ville and Jonna in peace? Could he use this time to find out whether or not Ville really would have an affair?

Curiosity got the better of him as he hid behind a column and peered out at Ville and Jonna who sat on a blanket a few feet away.

“I’m glad you thought of this instead of the large lunch with your mother” Jonna commented as she sipped her wine.

Ville chuckled, “If you knew my true intentions for getting you alone you would not think it so sweet, my love”

She giggled, “Oh come now, it is obvious you would prefer Bam over me!”

He screwed up his face, “Good lord no!”

“So you do not love him?”

“That foolish child? No, I simply enjoy leading the poor soul on. He is so pathetic it truly is amusing”

“But Prince Ville, that is so cruel!”

Ville grinned before the smile softened, “Please, great beauty, call me Ville”

Jonna blushed, “Great beauty? You flatter me so”

Ville leaned in and brushed hair from her face attentively, “But it is so true” he whispered before his lips ghosted over hers.

Bam watched this with tears streaming down his face and his heart throbbing. After all they had encountered the previous day, Ville had just fed him lies? An amusement… That’s all he was.

“I should have known” he whispered to himself as he returned to the room. The thought of running from all of this was prominent in his mind. But he wanted answers. There would be no more running, not anymore. He would find out why that twisted bastard did such a thing to him.

As the doorknob slowly turned, Bam braced himself. He could feel fluttering butterflies in his stomach as the thought of confronting Ville grew more and more frightening. None the less, he stood his ground.

Ville’s slender form appeared behind the door as he closed it and flashed Bam his most charming smile, “Bammie my love!”

“My love? Isn’t that Lady Jonna’s pet name?” he hissed, trying to seem intimidating. But to his own ears the sentence was barely audible.

Ville’s smile quickly diminished, “Bam, I can explain” he said cautiously, inching closer to him.

“Are you sure I’m not too foolish and pathetic to understand you?” Bam asked, his voice finally holding the volume he wanted.

“Bammie you know I have to make her believe I love her… it’s my duty; I promised”

Bam tore his face away and stared at the opposite wall, trying to fight back tears that threatened to overflow.

Ville was close to reaching the blue eyed man now, he reached out with long fingers to touch the face he so desired but Bam pulled away.

“Don’t touch me you bastard” Bam hissed.

Ville was taken aback as he wrenched his hand away, “Bam please-”

“Leave me alone Ville, I can’t… I can’t deal with you know”

“Bammie…” Ville pleaded tears evident in his voice as he tried reaching for his love again.

“GET AWAY FROM ME” Bam shouted at the top of his lungs, “I HATE YOU, GO BACK TO YOUR PRECIOUS WHORE OF A FIANCE!”

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Oooooo the drama!! what will Ville do? ur guess is as good as mine XD i havent thought of that yet o:)
Comments are love :) coz we're nearing the end of the story!! :o ... or at least i think so anyway...

Tainted Chapter 14

2007-08-28T23:58:01Z

Bam awoke to a delectable aroma wafting through his senses. He lazily opened his eyes and saw Ville staring back at him. As soon as Bam looked at him, Ville blushed and averted his gaze.

“I know I look ghastly, you don’t have to pretend you weren’t staring at my ugliness” he whispered.

Ville frowned, “Actually I was staring at you beauty Bammie”

Unlike previous experiences, Bam didn’t feel warmth rising to his cheeks, or a shortness of breath at the compliment of the prince. He knew it was a lie.

“What is that smell?” Bam asked, desperate to change the subject.

Ville smiled, “Your breakfast actually, I asked the cook to make it specially for you, although since you slept so late I was worried you wouldn’t be able to eat it”

Bam winced, “Sorry”

Patting Bam’s head and grabbing the bowl from beside his bed, Ville said “The rest will do you well. Now, eat up! Lord knows how long Brutus starved you”

Bam winced at both the name and the memory that came back to him. Not eating was not considered a punishment for Brutus. According to him Bam had been a waste of any kind of kindness so he did not bother. Bam wasn’t worthy enough for food.

Bam felt a hand cup his cheek, “Sweetheart are you ok?”

Bam forced a smile, “Yeah. So what do I have to eat?”

Ville began explaining with a large amount of enthusiasm what he had done to get the cook to make it just for Bam and how he had no idea what was actually in it though.

Bam couldn’t help but smile at Ville’s excitement over something so trivial.

“…I’m pretty sure it’s not poisoned though” Ville concluded, pulling a face that made Bam giggle.

Ville picked up the spoon and bought it to Bam’s mouth, “I can feed myself!” Bam protested.

Ville smiled, “I know, but I don’t want you to over exert yourself” he said with a wink.

Bam rolled his eyes and opened his mouth, allowing Ville to empty the spoon’s contents of broth into his mouth.

Bam swallowed it and made a face, “It’s defiantly poisoned”

Ville giggled, “The doctor said you wouldn’t like the taste of the herbs he put in”

Ville continued feeding Bam, enjoying the way things seemed to be back to normal. But in the back of his mind there was a fact looming over him that he didn’t want to face. Really, Ville knew that Bam wasn’t as fine as he was making himself out to be, he knew by the lifeless look his eyes had and the loss of the mischievous spark that had attracted Ville to him in the woods. But at the moment, while they played make believe, ignorance was bliss.

After Bam had eaten as much as he could, Ville placed the bowl next to the bed and took Bam’s hands in his.

“I have come important news I need to tell you” he stated.
Bam swallowed, was he getting kicked out of the palace because the queen found out about him being a servant?

“My mother knows about your… rank. However, I have negotiated with her and she is willing to let you stay here. Also, your parents are currently residing here at the castle”

Bam’s eyes went wide, “A-are you sure? Can I see them?”

Ville breathed in deeply. He had seen the way Bam’s parents reacted to hearing about their son. The reuniting was not going to be pretty, but Bam had to experience that himself.

“Perhaps next week, I can’t have you running about when you aren’t well enough healed right?”

Bam smiled, “Thank you Ville”

Ville looked puzzled, “For what?”

“For everything, you have done so much for me. I only hope that one day I can repay you”

Ville smiled, “Just get better, that’s all I ask for”

The next week Bam awoke to the bright morning sun on his face. He gave a grunt and burrowed his head under the covers, only to have them ripped away from him.

He sat up and rubbed his eyes, “What’s going on?”

“Rise and shine sleepy head, we have to get you walking so you can meet your parents” Ville said in a sing song voice.

Bam let himself fall back into the bed’s soft mattress, “But I’m healing, I need rest”

Ville grinned, “You have been asleep until noon, I think you have rested enough. You will be late for afternoon tea if you don’t hurry”

Bam cringed, “Alright, alright. What do I have to do to get ready?”

“A bath is a necessity, I can smell you from here” he said, poking out his tongue.

Bam returned the gesture before allowing Ville to order him around.

It was two hours passed midday by the time Bam was up to Ville’s standards. His wavy brown locks were tucked neatly behind his ears, and he was donned in a fine tunic courtesy of Ville.

“There now,” Ville said with a smile, “Now you look like someone people would want to know”

Bam poked out his tongue, “Can we leave now?”

Ville laughed and wrapped his arm around Bam’s waist, providing the small amount of support Bam still required to stay upright, “We will be right on time for afternoon tea in the library, they’re expecting you”

Bam gulped as he stared at the large, intimidating door in front of him. This was it; he was really going to meet his parents.

“Are you ready?” Ville asked, latching onto Bam’s hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze.

Bam closed his eyes and tried to exhale all of the nervousness that was building up inside of him.

He lifted his hand and rested it on the doorknob, but he couldn’t find it in himself to turn it.

“What if they don’t want me Vil?” he asked fearfully, staring at the door.

Ville turned Bam so that they were face to face, “Listen to me Bam, you will walk through that door and meet your parents and no matter what they say, you will hold your head high and remember that it doesn’t change who you are”

Bam nodded and turned away from him, exhaling deeply before opening the door.

The sight that greeted him behind that door was beyond his imagination. Aside the queen sat two middle-aged people. They sat with their head high, dressed in the silk and other fineries that indicated a high rank.

“They’re my parents?” he whispered shakily.

Ville nodded and nudged him forward, “Good day mother, Lord and Lady Margera”

Bam felt extremely small under the gaze of the monarchy and his parents.

“This is Brandon Margera” Ville said slowly, gesturing to Bam, “Mother, would you join me outside for a moment, I have issues to discuss”

The queen, oblivious to her son’s plans, smiled at the Margera’s politely before following Ville into the hall. As soon as the queen was out of the room, April and Phil left their seats to circle Bam like vultures.

April stopped and placed her hand on her hop, “He looks like you” she scoffed.

Bam felt pride rush through him; he turned and faced Phil, “Really?”

Ignoring him, Phil spat, “Don’t say that little bastard looks anything like me woman!”

Bam felt his spirits dampen as his parents continued to discuss him like he was an object.

“How did a lowlife like you get into the palace? Your not even serving here” Phil commented.

“I-…I ran away from the Budwa estate so I could find you and Ville-”

“We did not want to be found by you!” April cried.

“So… You never wanted me? You really did sell me to get rid of me?” Bam swore he could feel his heart breaking.

“Would you want a thorn in your side?”

“Was there a time, even in its slightest moment, when you loved me?”

“No” April said simply.

A tear wound its way down Bam’s cheek as he hung his head in defeat, the sight made April and Phil laugh.

“Pathetic” Phil muttered.

“Look at you, you’re disgusting, how could you think anyone would want you?”

“V…Ville does” Bam whispered.

April laughed, a blood curdling sound, “He’s getting married, why would he want you?”

Bam tore into the hallway, desperate to find Ville and prove his so called parents wrong. As he stepped into the hallway, he saw a tall, beautiful woman with her hand in Ville’s. This time Bam’s heart didn’t break… it shattered.

Bam sprinted down the hallway, returning to Ville’s room. He wished Ville had left him to sleep the day away.

Racing into the bathroom, he stared back at his reflection. Words echoed in his head, spinning around like a whirlwind in his mind.

“You’re disgusting, how could you think anyone would want you?” his mother hissed.

“Pathetic”

“Lowlife”

“Ugly”

“Worthless”

Desperation and anger welled up inside him as he stared at the object of his most pure and unadulterated hate. He gave a cry in a broken voice as tears rolled down his cheeks and he brought his fist upon the glass. The glass shattered around him, much like his heart.

Ville entered the room just as Bam bought the sharp edge of the glass down onto his pale skin. With tears streaming down his face, he repeatedly stabbed into his veins, ignoring the crimson liquid that spilled forth.

“Bam! What are you doing?” Ville cried, wrenching the blood coloured glass out of Bam’s grip.

Ignoring the question, Bam cried desperately, “I can’t feel anything anymore!”

Ville pulled Bam into his arms, “Shh sweetheart, it’s alright”

“They didn’t want me Vil” Bam sobbed, “I… I was a thorn in their side”

“Oh Bam… I’m sorry”

“I was stupid, why would anyone want me?”

“I want you” Ville whispered.

Bam shook his head, “Not the same way I want you”

“What do you mean Bammie?” Ville asked, his heart racing at the thought of Bam loving him.

“I love you” Bam sobbed, pushing himself away from Ville and waiting for rejection.

Ville embraced Bam again and softly pressed his lips on Bam’s.

He pulled away from the kiss, “I love you too”

Bam shook his head, tears gracing his face again, “No you don’t… I’m… I’m t-tainted. Brutus and the boys…” his voice cut out as he began sobbing uncontrollably.

“What did they do Bam?”

Bam shook his head furiously; he couldn’t find it in himself to say it. Saying it was accepting it.

“Bam, what did they do?”

“They… They raped me!” Bam cried, “I tried to stop them but I couldn’t! Oh god Ville, how can you still look at me? I’m disgusting”

Ville kissed Bam’s cheek, “How could I not? I love you no matter what”

Bam looked at him, confused, “But you are betrothed…”

Ville smiled softly, I had to agree to the marriage so I could rescue you”

Comments are love :D

Tainted Chapter 13

2007-08-17T12:38:04Z

A/N well... for those of you who said it was morrally wrong to leave you hanging like i did.. i updated just for u :P so, heres a fairly shortish chapter 13 to uncliff the cliff hanger.. My computers playing up heaps badly... so hopefully all this is still legible.

Tainted
Pairing: Vam

Based in a sort of Fairytale world about a young servant named Bam who was given up to a slave dealer by his parents for money and his journey to find them again

Prologue:: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/592.html
Chapter 1:: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/958.html
Chapter 2 & 3: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/1131.html
Chapter 4 & 5: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/1528.html
Chapter 6 & 7: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/1691.html
Chapter 8: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/2042.html
Chapter 9: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/2218.html
Chapter 10: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/2455.html
Chapter 11:: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/2622.html
Chapter 12: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/3009.html

Chapter 13

“I’m afraid I have some bad news…”

Ville was silent for a moment, trying to dislodge his heart that had somehow managed to find its way to his throat, “What kind of bad news?”
“His physical injuries consist of broken ribs, cuts from whips and other various ailments. But the main problem is psychological”

“Psychological?” he asked dumbly.

“He is mentally unstable. He may be on the brink of insanity”

“Is there anything we can do for him?”

The doctor shook his head sadly, “The torture he was put through has placed a lot of stress on his mind. I fear that if he is put through anything more, we might lose him”

“Did he tell you what they did to him?”

“No… He isn’t ready yet. When he is ready though, it is vital that he has support”

Ville nodded his head, “Is that everything?”

“Yes prince Ville, I will check up on Bam again in a month, I have left treatments next to Bam. Although I will need you to bind his ribs so they heal properly, for some reason the boy wouldn’t let him touch him…” the doctor explained to Ville how to use each of the remedies before bowing and leaving.

Ville sighed and took a moment before opening the door, cursing himself inwardly for being so useless. Now Bam was on the verge of insanity all because Ville couldn’t stop some mangy brutes.

Ville entered the room and sat on the bed next to Bam, “How are you feeling?”

Bam gave him a weak smile, “Tired”

Ville smoothed back Bam’s chocolate locks, “Would you like to go to sleep?”

“Could I have a bath? I-if it’s any trouble I can wait”

Ville smiled, “Not at all, I’ll fill the bath for you”

Bam watched Ville drag the bath into the bedroom and begin filling it, bucket after bucket. He was shocked at the prince himself filling a servant’s bath. He was so much trouble that not even the servants would work for him!

Covered in a light bead of sweat, Ville returned to Bam at the bed. He gathered the servant into his arms and carried him to the steel bathtub.

Bam hissed as his raw cuts were contaminated by hot water. Ville pulled back, fearing he’d injured Bam, but at a nod from the servant, he continued to place him into the water until the water covered his grime-covered body.

Grabbing a rag from the bathroom, Ville returned to Bam and began cleaning off the dirt and blood that had accumulated over the time spent in the dungeon. They stayed that way until the water turned lukewarm, and Bam was looking more like his usual self. Ville just hoped that he would still be the same on the inside.

Ville just started on Bam’s hair when Bam said “I’m sorry for being such a burden”

The prince shifted from behind Bam to face him, “Sweetheart you’re no burden to me”

Bam turned his face away, “It’s ok, you don’t have to lie to me”

Ville cupped Bam’s cheek in his soft pale hand, “I’m not lying Bam, I’m doing this because I want to, not because I have to”

Bam smiled at him uncertainly, still disbelieving him.

“Now then, let’s get you out of that filthy water”

Bam wrapped his arms around Ville’s neck as the prince lifted him out of the water and onto the bed. A large soft cream towel was around his body.

“Ok, Bam, I have to put ointments on some of your wounds, is that ok?”

Bam nodded meekly, fearing the pain that was destined to follow.

“We’ll start on your back…” Ville said to himself, opening a pot the doctor had given and scooping out some of the green liquid.

“This might hurt a bit” Ville added.

Bam remained silent and braced himself.

Ville gazed over Bam’s back, his eyes flickering over the many whip lashes. Where was he going to begin? Lifting his hand, he began cautiously coating Bam’s back in the green substance.

Bam’s breath caught in his throat and he cried out as pain coursed through his body. His eyes were filled with tears to the point where he was blinded and he found himself pleading out loud for the torture to end. He could faintly hear Ville cooing that it would be over soon.

A short while after the pain dimmed to a painful throbbing, long and lean arms came around him.

“Shh,” Ville whispered, placing a kiss on the back of Bam’s neck, “It’s over Bammie, its ok”

Bam inhaled deeply and tried to will the tears away, but they didn’t want to stop.

“I’m ok,” he choked, “It just hurts”

He felt another light kiss on the back of his neck, “I know sweetheart, but it’s the only way for you to get better”

Ville waited until Bam stopped crying before grabbing the bandages he had next to him, “I have to bind your with this so they heal properly, so I need you to sit very still. Can you do that for me Bammie?”

Bam nodded, bracing himself again.

Ville slowly and cautiously unravelled the bandages around Bam, subconsciously stopping every time Bam whimpered until he was done.

Gathering Bam into his arms again he said, “There now, it’s all done. Now, I’ll just get you into a robe and you can go to sleep. Would you like that?”

Bam nodded; of course he wants to clothe me he thought anyone would be disgusted by my body.

After wrapping Bam in a pale blue robe, Ville lay beside him.

“Thank you” Bam whispered.

Ville at him, “Go to sleep”

Bam closed his eyes but immediately opened them again, haunted by the images that came in the darkness.

Seeing Bam’s eyes snap open in fright, Ville began to sing softly in a low voice. He let all of the emotions that were running through him come out into song.

“Just one look into your eyes
One look and I'm crying
'Cause you're so beautiful

Just one kiss and I'm alive
One kiss and I'm ready to die
'Cause you're so beautiful

Just one touch and I'm on fire
One touch and I'm crying
'Cause you're so beautiful…”

Bam turned his head to face Ville with a smile on his face. He closed his eyes and could truly imagine that the prince was singing the song about him. Before he realised he was swept off into slumber where dreams on him and the prince danced around in his head.

Ville stared at Bam after he had fallen asleep. He let his mind wander to when he had been tending to Bam. Each time his hands had gone below the middle of Bam’s torso, Bam had tensed up and flinched away from him. He couldn’t help but wonder just what those bastards had done to him.

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A/N and there u have it... next update should be in a few days... i'm feeling inspired :P but i so have to either fix my computer or throw it out the window first...

Tainted Chapter 12

2007-08-16T08:38:37Z

Bam stared unseeingly at the floor from where he was chained to the wall. All around him, Brutus and his gang taunted him, but he didn’t have the strength to fight back.

“Where’s your prince now eh? Didn’t come back did he? Who would want to rescue a disgusting, ugly heap of shit like you?” Brutus leered.

“You’re just a burden to the world” one hissed, delivering a blow to Bam’s stomach.

Half-heartedly, Bam silently agreed with them. All that they had been telling him for the past weeks was true; he was just a worthless nothing.

“I believe otherwise” Bam heard a familiar voice say.

“Oh fuck, you again. I thought I told you to piss off” Brutus scoffed.

Bam’s heart skipped a beat, could it be Ville? No… A prince wouldn’t bother with a worthless worm like him. As much as he tried, Bam couldn’t find the energy in him to turn his head to find out who was there.

“Well, I’m back. And I bought friends”

The sound of dozens of boots echoed throughout the dungeon as men in white and gold uniforms pounced on Brutus and his men.

“The key” the voice ordered.

“Fuck you” Brutus spat.

The guards holding down Brutus gave a swift blow to his head before yanking the key to his belt and handing it to the prince.

“Get them out of here” Ville ordered harshly. Colourful streams of words could be heard as the guards pulled the brutes from the room.

After the guards left the room, Ville rushed over to Bam. The sight before him made his insides churn. Bam’s face was almost unrecognisable, his nose had been broken, and bruises covered each inch of skin, blood and grime that covered his face was caked on so thickly Ville feared not being able to get it off.

His eyes drifted further down Bam’s naked body. It was covered in the same large, yellow-purple bruises that coated his face.

“Hold on sweetheart” he whispered, lifting the key to Bam’s shackles and letting him down from the wall. No longer held up by the chains, Bam fell to the ground, his body lacking the energy to hold himself up.

Ville quickly descended to the ground, holding Bam in his arms as he tried to fight back tears.

“I’m sorry” he whispered, his voice on the verge of breaking, “I should have protected you… I’m so sorry”

Bam couldn’t say anything, he opened his mouth but the words wouldn’t come. Instead, he shakily bought his arms up around Ville and cried as the prince held him close.

“My lord,” came a soft voice from the door, “We should be departing if we wish to return by nightfall”

Ville nodded to him, “Thank you McLauchlan, just give me a moment”

McLauchlan bowed and left the pair alone.

Ville removed his cloak and wrapped it around Bam, “Can you stand?”

Bam nodded and got to his feet, leaning his frame against the damp brick wall. He attempted to take a step but his legs failed on him, causing him to land in a heap on the ground. Tears formed in his eyes and rolled freely down his cheeks. Brutus and the boys had been right, he was pathetic.

“I’m sorry” he whispered, his voice not sounding his own.

Ville wrapped him in his embrace, “Hush sweetheart, its ok. You were put through a lot. Now, I think you may have broken your leg, so I will have to carry you. Is that ok?”

Bam bit his lip and nodded, ashamed of how useless he was.

He felt Ville’s thin arms came around him and feared that he would not be able to lift him. However, Bam must have been thinner than he thought as Ville lifted him up with some amount of ease.

Ville too felt Bam’s lightness as he left the dungeon, “Have they fed you at all?”

Bam stared at the ground and shook his head.

Ville cursed before addressing the guards before him, “Send those men to the palace dungeon. They can walk behind the horses. I will ride ahead; Bam needs to see the doctor immediately”.

“Yes sir” was echoed among the group.

Bam was passed to a guard while Ville mounted his horse and was then handed back to the prince, feeling much like a young child.

“Hold on Bammie” Ville whispered to him before speeding off.

Ville pushed past his mother when he arrived at his palace, ignoring everyone he came upon. His only focus was on the almost unconscious Bam in his arms.

Rushing into his room, Ville placed Bam on the large bed. As he let go of the injured man, Bam whimpered as pressure was placed upon a large, purple bruise.

“I’m sorry” Ville said quickly.

Bam smiled softly at him, “It’s not your fault”

“Yes it is… I – I promised you that I wouldn’t let anything happen to you and now…” Ville trailed off, tears forming in his eyes.

Bam gave him a pained expression but remained silent.

“Get some rest, I’ll find the doctor and bring him in”

“Ville?” Bam whispered just as the prince was at the door to the room.

Ville halted in his tracks, “Yes Bam?”
“It’s not your fault”

Ville gave Bam a soft smile, “I wish that were true” he whispered before leaving the room in search of the doctor.

On his journey, Ville ran into his mother again, “Now that you have rescued the servant, I expect you to begin wooing your fiancé”

Ville’s lip curled up, “Bam needs time to heal and I will be there every moment for him. Jonne will just have to wait”

Without giving his mother time to reply, Ville stormed off down the hall to collect the doctor.

Bam lay unmoving on Ville’s large bed. The smell of the prince wafted to his nostrils and Bam cursed himself silently. Brutus was right; he was a pathetic little nothing with a childish crush on the prince. The only reason the prince only spoke with him out of sympathy. He was nothing more than a burden in the prince’s eyes.

There was a soft knock on the door, “Bam?” he heard Ville call softly.

“I’m awake”

Ville walked into the room, followed closely by a short, balding man, “I bought the doctor, can he look at you now?”

Bam nodded.

Ville gestured for the doctor to begin, “I’ll wait outside the room, if you need anything just call for me”

Bam opened his mouth before catching himself. He couldn’t ask the prince to stay; he was already burdening the prince enough as it was.

“Ok” Bam said softly.

Ville waited impatiently at the door to his room. He wanted desperately to go in and sit beside Bam and know just what the doctor was saying. But he knew Bam didn’t want him there. So he waited, going from sitting by the door to pacing and then repeating the process. Why was it taking so long?

Suddenly, the door jerked open and the doctor emerged.

“How is he?” Ville asked hurriedly.

The doctor walked into the hallway and closed the door, “I’m afraid I have some bad news…”

A/N Yup, another chapter.. School assignments are finally all finished so there should be more frequent updates :D I was wondering if everyone who reads this story could post a comment just so I know how many people read it... ^.^ thanks

Tainted Chapter 11

2007-08-10T12:27:33Z

Tainted
Pairing: Vam

Based in a sort of Fairytale world about a young servant named Bam who was given up to a slave dealer by his parents for money and his journey to find them again.

Prologue:: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/592.html
Chapter 1:: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/958.html
Chapter 2 & 3: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/1131.html
Chapter 4 & 5: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/1528.html
Chapter 6 & 7: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/1691.html
Chapter 8: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/2042.html
Chapter 9: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/2218.html
Chapter 10: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/2455.html

Chapter 11

Brutus grinned at Bam, “All the more fun for me”

Bam shuddered, unable to suppress it, but he mustered all the courage he had to speak, “You don’t scare me Brutus” although to his own ears his voice sounded weak.

Brutus leaned in closer, “Oh? Well now… We’ll have to change that, wont we”

As a hand slid down his naked flesh Bam had to fight back a whimper.

“You know…” Brutus began, “You’re not half bad looking for a servant… and the Budwa’s said me and the boys can do whatever we want with you… I think there's a whole lot of fun we’ve been missing out on”

A hand found its way down past his abdomen, and this time Bam could not fight the terrified whimper that escaped his bruised lips.

Ville waited until the next night before trying to rescue Bam again. This time however, he was unable to even look at him. A large, burly guard was posted at the door, blocking Ville’s entrance. From where he was, not far away, he could hear faint screams in the dungeon, along with begging and pleading for the torture to stop. This however, would always be greeted with laughter, and Ville suspected they increased the torture they were inflicting.

Tears welled up in his eyes as the morning approached and he still hadn’t gotten his chance to enter. All night he had listened to Bam’s pain, and he had not one chance to help him. It was then he furrowed his brow and returned to his horse, riding across the land to return to his castle. He was part of the monarchy and he was going to punish those who went against him. It seemed quite illogical now why he had not thought of this in the first place. If Brutus would not listen to him then he would talk to him in the only way barbarians understand – with the brute force of an army.

Ville sat tall in his seat upon his horse, his face grim and determined. A handful of heavily armed guards trailed on horseback behind him. He was almost to the gate when he heard his mother calling after him.

He glanced over his shoulder only to find his mother staring crossly at him from the palace steps. Ville gave a sigh and halted the guards, returning to where his mother waited for him.

“Where do you think you’re going?” she asked irritably.

Ville flashed his most charming smile at his mother, “Mother dear…”

“Don’t try and flatter me child, there will be no more running about for you; you are at an eligible age and we have quite the eligible lady for you whom you should set your mind to accepting-”

Ville couldn’t help rolling his eyes, “It is my duty to the throne, I know”

“Then why aren’t you wooing the maiden?”

“Because, mother, marriage is at the bottom of my list right now, I have something important that I must attend to that cannot wait”

His mother raised her thin eyebrows, “And what, pray tell, is that?”

“I have to rescue Brendan”

“From who?” His mother cried in distress.

Ville looked away from her and sighed, “I fear I have not been completely honest with you mother”

The queen folded her arms and waited.

“You see I did indeed rescue Bam – or Brendan, whichever you prefer – when I met him, only it wasn’t after he was attacked by robbers… it was after he ran away from the household he works for”

The queen’s eyes held a fierce look, “Works for?”

“He is a servant”

Those four words seemed to pierce the queen’s heart like an arrow for she placed her hand dramatically upon her breast and wailed, “A servant? I housed a servant? Oh Ville! How could you do this to me?”

“Forget that he is a servant mother, please. He is being tortured for running away, I must save him!”

Those eyes took on the fierce look again, “No. No you will most certainly not. You will stay here, you will woo and accept Jonne’s hand in marriage and you will forget this… Bam” the queen spat his name out like it was gutter talk.

Ville ignored her, setting his eyes on the gate again and ordering the guards to continue on.

The queen, however, backfired with a shrill order for them to return to their previous duties. She eyed Ville with a sense of satisfaction, “They answer to their queen before they listen to their heir”

Ville closed his eyes and tried to calm himself. Without the guards he had no hope of helping Bam. He dismounted his horse, passing the reins to the stable hand before storming into the house and taking refuge in his room. He allowed the tears to fall like the rain. All his pent up anger for not being able to help Bam despite all the screams her had heard the previous night was washed away by the salty tears.

A week passed slowly by. Every minute, even when he was sleeping, Ville spent thinking of Bam. What kind of torture would they be inflicting upon him now? If only that stupid woman hadn’t turned up, if only his mother wasn’t so determined to marry him off. He had to save Bam, but there was only one way to do it…

Ville found his mother in the sewing room, happily stitching some design onto fabric. She gave him a slight smile when she saw him enter before returning to her work.

“Mother,” Ville began, “I have come to bargain with you”

The queen raised her eyebrows, not looking up from her work, “Oh? What is your proposal?”

Ville took a deep breath, “I will accept Jonne’s hand in marriage and I will do all that I can for the throne… But only if you permit me the use of guards to rescue Bam”

The queen looked up from her work and flashed him a devilish smile, “I knew you would come around Ville”

A/N: woot another week, another update. Luckily, im almost finished the stressful weeks filled with assignments at school, so i should be able to post more chapters more frequently... anyway, hope u enjoyed this chapter ^.^ comments are love... tune in next time for *big flashing lights* TAINTED!! woo i watch waaay to much tv... :D

Tainted Chapter 10

2007-08-03T12:10:59Z

Chapter 10

It was later in the afternoon than Ville had hoped when he arrived at the Budwa estate. He cursed himself for taking so long.

Ville sprinted up the large steps to the mansion. Just as he lifted his knuckles to knock on the pale white door, it opened under his touch. He was greeted by two younger women extravagantly dressed and an older woman, most likely their mother.

“Prince Ville,” said the mother silkily, “What a surprise”

“Prince Ville” the younger two said in chorus. Ville, in his stressed and desperate mood, couldn’t help likening the two to pigs.

Ville bowed, “Ladies”
“To what do we owe the pleasure?” the mother said, a glint of mischief in her eye as her gaze flickered to her daughters.

“I have come to see a servant of the household on a rather important matter; his name is Brendan Margera I do believe”

“I’m sorry Prince Ville, but we don’t house anyone by that name” the older pig commented.

Ville frowned, “Oh? But I do believe I met this one, he ran away and was re-captured”

The mother’s lip curled over her teeth in an attempt to smile, however it turned out more like a snarl, “Emily is right my lord, we do not have any servant by that name”

Ville sighed and ran high fingers through his long brown hair, “Do you know the penalties for lying to the monarchy?” he said, his eyes locking onto those of the younger pig.

She gave a slight squeak and looked desperately at her mother.

The smile faded somewhat and repeated, “I’m sorry Prince Ville, but we do not house anyone by that name. Nor have we lost a servant in the past 10 years”

Ville gave another sigh, if they refused to quit their game then he would play along, “Forgive me for the intrusion ladies, I seem to have been misinformed” he said as he saw Brutus in the corner of his eye.

“Is there anything else we can help you with?” the mother asked, her gaze again flicking to her daughters.

Ville smiled politely and answered, “No, thank you for your time but I must be leaving now”

Each of the women curtsied, “Farewell your highness” they said in union.

Ville gave a slight nod and descended the steps; he jumped on his horse and retreated to the trees.

“Lying bastards” he snarled to himself. He knew Bam was there, he could feel it. It was like his heart could feel his very presence.

Ville looked to the sky between the leaves that branched out above him, it would be nightfall soon. He could use the cover of the darkness to slip into the dungeon, where he assumed they would hold a servant to be punished. He became infuriated with the thought of his Bam chained up, his free spirit confined to those harsh, stone walls. What infuriated him even more was that he couldn’t do anything until night came…

Under the cloak of darkness Ville sprinted across the field. After watching the guards for the past few hours, he had noticed Brutus continuously going to a certain part of the estate. And so, in desperate hope that it would be where he could find his Bam, Ville rushed to that point after watching Brutus leave.

His hope was not misplaced, and as he slowly opened the large, daunting door he was greeted by the familiar set up of most dungeons. From where he was standing, it appeared to be empty.

Descending the stairs softly, he called out as softly as he could, “Bam? Bam are you in here?”

There was a long silence, but then he heard a soft, slurred answer, “Prince Ville?”

Ville descended the steps two at a time and rushed to come face-to-face with the person he’d been yearning to see.

Bam didn’t look good. He had blood running from his nose and his mouth, an eye was so bruise that it was swollen to the point where Bam couldn’t see from it. He hung there from the chains completely naked, his bruising skin covered in gooseflesh.

“How many times do I have to tell you, it’s just Ville” he said with a forced smile, not completely able to hide his worry from Bam.

“What are you doing here?” Bam asked, ignoring Ville’s comment.

“I came to rescue you,” Ville said hurriedly, remembering he was on borrowed time, “But we have to hurry, the guards don’t know I’m here, they wouldn’t let me see you… tried to tell me that they didn’t know who you were” he muttered under his breath, busying himself with the chains around Bam’s wrists.

“Prince Ville, no!” Bam hissed, “You have to leave, if the guards catch you… it won’t matter if you’re the prince, they’ll beat you”

“I don’t care,” Ville hissed back, “I’m getting you out of here”

No sooner had he said that when the door burst open, “Hey bitch, the Budwa’s want me to see how tame you are now…” a voice drifted from the doorway.

Heavy footsteps could be heard coming down the stairs. Bam whimpered as a face came around the corner. It was Brutus.

He frowned at Ville’s form, “What the bloody hell are you doing here?”
Ville held his head high, “I am the Prince, and I demand you release this servant at once”

Brutus chuckled, “Oh you demand do you?” he walked over to Ville, putting his face so close to the prince’s that he could feel the man’s foul-smelling breath on his cheek, “Prince or no prince, that little asshole is staying”

“Do you wish to infuriate the monarchy?” Ville threatened, suddenly wondering where his fear had gone.

“I don’t give a shit about your monarchy. Alls I know is that I’ve been told to keep everyone but my boys away from here, an’ I don’t make exceptions for some high class kid”

Before Ville could reply he felt large rough hands descend upon him, picking him up and throwing him out of the dungeon.

“Now piss off!” yelled Brutus, “Cause if I catch you again there’ll be hell to pay!” he waited until Ville was in the trees before turning back around to re-enter the dungeon.

Bam whimpered as he faced Brutus again.
Brutus crossed his large arms across his chest, “So, we still misbehaving eh?”
Bam held his head high, trying desperately not to show the fear that shot threw him.

Brutus grinned, “All the more fun for me”

A/N woot another chapter, another distraction from schoolwork for a while *sweatdrop* anywho, comments are loved ^.^

Tainted Chapter 9

2007-07-30T10:43:04Z

Bam whimpered as another whip came down upon his back. He could feel warm blood running down his back where the harsh leather licked his skin. He pressed his face against the post he was tied to, wanting to hide the pain-filled tears that rolled down his brown cheeks from those who had gathered to take pleasure in the lowly servant’s pain.

Blood filled his mouth as the lip he had been biting was finally pierced by his teeth when the whip cam down again.

“Forty nine,” the harsh voice said behind him, “Fifty one to go”

51 Bam repeated in his head, 51… he didn’t think he could hold out that long, he was close to the brink of being overwhelmed by the pain that would soon break him.

“No” he whispered aloud, mentally slapping himself for such a thought. He would not break. Not for himself, not for Ville. Wait? Ville. No, no, no, no. Bam wasn’t in deep enough to be thinking that. He wouldn’t break because he was going to find his parents; the prince has nothing to do with it.

Ville lay on Bam’s bed, his close-to-lifeless eyes staring, unblinking at the wall. His mind strained to get his body to move but couldn’t find the motivation. So Bam thought the kiss was a mistake, he’d live. It just hurt a little.

“Prince Ville, lord Brendan,” a knock on the door could be heard, “The queen requests an audience”

Ville hauled himself from the Bam-scented bed, yes, he was the Prince he reminded himself. And not even heartbreak would keep him from serving his kingdom.

Bleary eyes looked back at the servant, “Inform her that I will be on my way”

The servant bowed and hurried off as Ville returned to his own room, changing from his nightwear into something more fitting for his status.

He gave himself one last look over in the mirror and gave a small smile in approval. No one would be able to tell how hurt he was, he masked his face perfectly to match his perfect shoulder length hair that was pulled back with a satin ribbon and his perfect attire that matched the ribbon in his hair. Yes, he reminded himself again, he was the prince and he would damn well act like it.

“Mother,” he said softly, sitting across the room from the sovereign, “You wished to see me?”
The queen’s painted lips turned up into a regal smile, “Yes, my dear son. As you well know, you are at a good age for marriage”

A pang of panic shot through him, but he did not let it show, he held his head high and gave a slight nod for her to continue.

“Well, the perfect proposal has aroused, Jonna, if you please” the queen gestured with a gloved hand for Ville to turn in his seat.

As Ville looked around, the feeling of dread filling him to the brink, his world sunk when his eyes rested on her.

She was indeed beautiful, as was expected of a match for the king-to-be. Long lashes framed jade eyes, pink lips smiled shyly up at him, and a pale face was surrounded by long, softly curled hair.

“Her name is Jonne of the Nygren household in the north” his mother commented.

“Prince Ville” Jonne said with a deep curtsey.

“Lady Jonne” Ville said stiffly, bowing his head slightly.

The queen gained their attention again, “As I was saying, a grand proposal has been made that your father and I have chosen to accept”

“Oh?” Ville asked, please, please don’t be marriage. Anything but marriage.

“You will be marrying Jonne by the end of spring”

Ville was silent. He merely turned and gave a warm smile to Jonne. Inside he was screaming. He was screaming so loud and desperately that he couldn’t understand why no one else could hear him. He didn’t speak, he couldn’t trust himself to not open his mouth and scream no, he couldn’t marry her, he was in love with Bam. Bam, who wasn’t even a lord, who was a lowly servant but he didn’t care. He loved him goddammit and now he had to marry this woman. This woman who he didn’t know and he didn’t want to know, all he wanted was Bam.

As if summoned by the mention of the relevant name, a servant entered the room quietly, “Lord Phillip and Lady April Margera”

The figures that entered the room were nothing like what Ville had expected. He had expected two people dressed in rags, starved half to death. Instead, the figures were visions of wealth. Dressed in finery, heads held high in their own vanity and arrogance.

The queen gave a slight cry of joy, “At last you have come, Ville darling, where is Lord Brendan?”

The figures curtseyed to the queen yet flinched at the name.

“He is currently… unavailable”

“Oh… no matter, I trust your trip went well lord and lady Margera?”
“Yes,” Lady April said courteously, “Although we witnessed the most frightful thing earlier in the morning, we saw a young man get attacked” April put her hand on her breast and exhaled dramatically.

“Oh you poor dear! Come and join me, surely it was a terrible experience” the queen exclaimed.

A sinking feeling beyond that he had felt when he heard of the marriage went through Ville when he heard what April had said. It was Bam. He knew it in his stomach. Bam had been captured by Brutus and his gang! Suddenly free of the protocol that hung over his head, Ville shot up from his seat and sprinted out the door, ignoring his mother’s cries for him to return.

He was out the gate and on horseback heading into the forest before another thought could cross his mind. All he could think of was the fastest way to get through the forest and to the estate behind it to save Bam before they could hurt him anymore than they surely had.

A/N: i wont be able to update too often.. schoolwork's gotten pretty hefty... so dont give up on me if i take a while between updates!! lol i'll try update like once a week at least...

Tainted Chapter 8

2007-07-24T07:26:09Z

Bam slunk down into the hallway. He had skipped dinner last night, pleading a headache to escape facing Ville. PRINCE Ville he scolded himself. He silently closed the door to the suite, locking away any feelings he had developed for the prince. It was stupid to think that anything could happen. He was a lowly servant and Ville was the prince… the beautiful, wonderful prince who most certainly had the heart of every lady within the country. Why would he be any different? The prince was probably disgusted by a servant – and a male one no less – kissing his royal lips.

Bam walked down the empty halls, he had woken up long before the sun as not to be seen. He left all that the royal family had affected, his clothes… and his heart.

Rays were just starting to peak over the horizon when Bam could see the first town just a little way away. He glanced over his shoulder at the palace not too far away. Whether he looked back in hope of seeing Ville riding towards him or to see how far he’d gotten away he wasn’t sure.

He gave a sigh and continued down the beaten track. Suddenly, a group of men lept out at him, forming a circle around the young man.

“Well, well, well,” Brutus (A/N: if you don’t remember, Brutus is from the military group of the place Bam Bam ran away from J) said as the came forward, grabbing Bam’s chin and wrenching it up to face him, “If it isn’t our little run away”

Bam tried to get out of his grip but failed, “Let go of me” he hissed.

Brutus smirked and let go of his vice-like-grip, “Can’t do that I’m afraid, got yourself a pretty good price on your head. The Budwa’s don’t like losing their property”

“I’m not someone property, I’m not going back”

“You don’t have a choice” Brutus said cheerfully before someone bashed the hilt of their sword on Bam’s head, causing him to black out.

“I’m scared” Bam said softly, and Ville could tell. It was apparent in the way he spoke as he melted into Ville’s embrace, trying to disappear.

Ville bought his hand up to Bam’s soft chocolate locks, “I know,” he whispered, “But I wont let anything happen to you” and he meant it. He had never wanted to protect anything as much as he did now.

Slowly, bought his head up to stare at Ville with eyes reflecting an emotion Ville couldn’t quite describe. Bam then leaned forward ever so slowly, closing his eyes and placing his soft lips upon Ville’s own. A thrill beyond imagination rushed through Ville’s veins as he too closed his eyes to savour the sweet sensation.

But then, as soon as the innocent kiss started, it stopped as Bam tore himself away from Ville.

“I… I… Forgive me your highness!” he cried.

Amidst the disappointment of the abrupt ending to the kiss, Ville opened his eyes only to see Bam running down the hall away from him. Ville chased after him, he wanted to tell him not to be sorry, the he wanted it, enjoyed it even. How could Bam think he didn’t want him?

Ville pounded on the door Bam had locked himself behind, yelling out desperately for him to open the door to no avail.

Bam didn’t turn up to dinner either, which worried Ville. According to the servant who had gone to collect him, Bam wasn’t attending due to a headache. Ville gave a sigh and rubbed his eyes, feeling the same ailment Bam had used as an excuse. He felt insanely tired after such a day, and all he wanted to do was curl up and go to sleep. Such a wish caused his thoughts to stray far from the meal he was seated before. He began thinking of how good it would be to fall asleep with Bam’s body for warmth, just like they had when they first met.

Noticing her son’s vacant expression, his mother asked, “Ville dear, are you well?”

Torn from his thoughts, Ville shook his head before smiling courteously at his mother, “Yes mother, although I fear I seem to have come down with the same thing as Bam, may I be excused?”

“Yes dear, be sure to get better, I have a surprise for you in the morning”

Ville placed a kiss upon his mother’s cheek, before leaving the room.

Walking down the empty hall, Ville stopped at Bam’s door. He raised his fist to knock before sighing and shaking his head. It was apparent Bam did not want to see him.

“Goodnight Bam” he whispered before continuing on to his room.

Ville woke up later in the day than he had hoped. He couldn’t hear anything in the room next to him, so he assumed Bam had not awoken yet. Determined not to be turned away again, Ville marched to Bam’s door. He didn’t bother knocking; if Bam was asleep he didn’t want to wake him up.

Placing his pale hand on the golden door knob, revealed to find it turned immediately under his touch, which meant Bam had unlocked it. The door swung open, granting him access to Bam’s chambers.

Sticking his head into the room, Ville looked around for Bam, “Bammie?” he said softly.

Even in the dim lighting, Ville noticed the lack of a body in the bed, or anywhere else in the room. He stepped fully into the room, looking around for any evidence of Bam.

He noticed a folded piece of parchment with his name scribbled hurriedly across it. He opened it and hungrily devoured each word that was written for him.

Prince Ville,

I thank you humbly for your hospitality and all of the help that you have granted me these past few days. However, I regretfully have to inform you that I am leaving, I do apologise for any burden I may have been. I apologise profusely on the incident last night, I fear that panic got the better of me and I assure you it was a mistake I would fix immediately if I was granted the chance. When I find my parents and am freed from slavery, I pledge to you that I will repay you for all that you have done.

Bam

Ville placed a hand over his heart where he swore he could feel his heart breaking. A mistake that he would fix if he had the chance? Ville curled up on Bam’s bed, enjoying the aroma of Bam’s presence as he let tears run down his ivory cheeks. A mistake, only a mistake. Had Ville really misinterpreted Bam’s feelings so much?

Tainted Chapter 6 & 7

2007-07-22T03:00:58Z

Chapter 6

Bam was given a large suite next to Ville. He was donned in silk pyjamas and running around the room in excitement at the sheer beauty when there was a light rap on the door.

Bam composed himself and answered the door, pleased that he found Ville on the other side.

“Prince Ville” Bam said in surprise and welcomed him into the room.

“Please Bam, call me Ville”

Bam averted his gaze from Ville’s tall form, “We both know I can’t do that Prince Ville”

Ville sighed and sat on the bed, “I’m sick of this” he said wearily, rubbing his eyes.

Bam sat down next to him, “What do you mean Prince Ville?”

Ville stared at the floor as he spoke, “The formalities, the lies. I’d like to be normal, to find people who like me for me. For example, when I’m married off it wont be because of love or because I’m attractive. It will be business”

“I know how you must feel,” Bam said sadly, “My parents sold me to a slave dealer when I was a baby. Just like that, I don’t know if they ever wanted me or whether I was just a source of income”

“You don’t know that, something could have happened”

Bam just sighed and Ville looked at him sympathetically.

“But your wrong” Bam said quietly.

“Excuse me?” Ville asked.

“About you not being attractive… I – I think your beautiful” Bam said, finding himself blushing.

Ville smiled softly at him, “Thank you Bam” he said, giving Bam a light peck on the cheek.

Bam was profoundly happy for the room being slightly dark so Ville couldn’t see the severity of his blush.

“Well then, I should leave you to get some rest, I wanted to check on you and make sure you are doing well”

“I am thank you. I owe you so much and I barely know you. You’ve saved my life, more than once and you have given me a place to stay. How can I ever repay you?”

Ville’s smile grew and he gave Bam another kiss, “Don’t you worry about that, you just get some sleep”

Bam returned the smile and nodded, watching Ville rise gracefully from the bed, “Goodnight Ville” he said before Ville left the room.

Ville grinned at the loss of ‘prince’, “Goodnight Bam”

Chapter 7

The queen was true to her word, sending out letter to each province asking for any Margera in the area to visit the caste immediately. Such an act of kindness made Bam feel instantly guilty.

He pulled Ville aside after lunch, “Ville,” he whispered, “Is it necessary to keep lying to the king and queen? Such an offence is punishable by death!”
Ville placed a hand on his shoulder, “Bam you have to understand; if they knew, they would send you back after getting assurance that you would be punished severely”

“But if they find out that I’ve been pretending to be a lord they will kill me!” Bam was finding it hard to breathe, he began panicking.

Ville took him into his arms, “I won’t let that happen,” he said soothingly, “I’ll protect you”

Bam rested his head on Ville’s shoulder, “I’m scared”

A hand petted his brown locks, “I know, but I promise I wont let anything happen to you”

Bam lifted his head off Ville’s shoulder to gaze upon the gentle man’s features. He became engrossed in the calm green depths. As if under a spell, Bam slowly leaned in and closed his eyes, placing his soft lips upon Ville’s pink ones. He only stayed that way for a second before his eyes snapped open.

Bam pulled away from Ville and stared at him in horror, “I… I… Forgive me your highness!” he cried, sprinting down the corridor and locking himself in his room.

He pressed his head against the door before turning around and sliding down it, bringing his knees up to his chest.

Bam’s body was jolted forward when his door was attacked, “Bam? Bam let me in” he could hear Ville call.

Bam buried his face into his hands silently, what the hell did he do that for? He couldn’t let Ville in, not now. Not after he shamed himself in such a manner.

The pounding and shouts stopped after some time, Ville giving one last plea, “Bam please, open the door. I want to talk to you”

Bam withstood the plea as he had all the others, with his head against the door and tears falling freely down his features.

At long last he heard foot steps fading down the hallway and all was silent. Bam let out a sob and threw himself on his bed, curling up on the silken fabrics. He didn’t know how long he stayed there before sleep took him; all he knew was that he was glad for the escape of reality.

Tainted Chapter 4 & 5

2007-07-20T21:22:35Z

Chapter 4

They rode out of the forest later that day. Ville had control of the reins of the giant steed, Bam’s hands were wrapped firmly around his slight waist. Bam believed that he would have been better off walking, although he had to admit that he enjoyed being this close to the pale beauty, feeling his body against his own… Bam shook the thoughts away before they got any further. He was getting too deep too quickly. Heck, this time yesterday he didn’t know who the man was!

Ville sat tall in his seat, his mind racing faster than the horse below him. What in all that is good would he tell his parents? There was no way he could tell the truth about Bam, his parents would turn him in immediately. Despite how little he knew of Bam, he didn’t want that.

They arrived at the steps to the castle and Ville’s mind was still groping for plans. Before Ville had even helped Bam off the horse his parents stormed into the courtyard.

“Ville Hermanni Valo!” His mother hissed.

Ville helped Bam from the horse, “Ah, the full name, looks like I’m in trouble” he said with a grin and a wink.

Bam couldn’t stop himself from grinning back.

“Where in the world have you –” his mother paused and scrunched up her nose, “What is that?”

Bam felt incredibly small under the Queen’s scrutinised gaze, he opened his mouth but no sound came out.

Ville only thought a second longer before announcing, “He is lord Brendan of Finland”

“Oh? I thought they had no ruler” his father commented.

Bam quickly came into his role, “They did not, my lord, until they traced the family lineage to me. I do apologise for my attire, I was robbed in my journey. I was lucky Prince Ville found me when he did else I would be done for”

The queen laughed melodically, “Well now, that changed everything. Please, do come and join us lord Bam, we were just starting supper”.

Chapter 5

Bam sat nervously at the long table, its top covered in all sorts of colourful delicacies. He hadn’t been able to get a moment alone with Ville since they arrived at the castle as he was finding it hard to keep up the lies.

“So Lord Brendan, what caused you to make such a long journey to England?” The queen asked.

Bam tore his gaze from the food to look at the queen, “Family, your highness, they live in these parts I believe”

“You do not know where they are?”

“No, I’m afraid we had… complications and I lost contact with them”

“Oh my, you poor dear. Sweetheart we must help them reunite!”

“Yes dear” the king mumbled between mouthfuls of food, clearly not interested in the conversation.

“Tell me Brendan, what are your parents’ names?”

Bam faltered, what would he say?

“Mother, when Brendan was robbed he hit his head and lost some of his memories” Ville stated quickly, flicking a quick glance at Bam.

The queen gave him a sympathetic look, “You poor dear. Do you remember anything?”

Bam bowed his head, “From what I know, they will go by the name of Margera”

“Margera,” the queen said thoughtfully, “Sweetheart do you know that name?”

“No dear” the king mumbled again.

“Well than,” the queen said cheerfully, “We shall start searching immediately. For now, we eat. Afterwards, I will have a servant show you to your room and get you some new clothes”.

Tainted Chapter 2 & 3

2007-07-19T21:47:01Z

Prologue:: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/592.html

Chapter 1:: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/958.html

A/N: yea... they're combined... i managed to do two chapters while bludging at school so yea.. lol i decided to post them at the same time

Chapter 2

“Ville return here this instant!” his mother cried.

“Ville, if you do not turn around and march back here, there’ll be hell to pay” his father added.

Ville ignored them, tossing the saddle bags upon the horse before swinging his legs onto his brown steed’s back and racing off. He didn’t have the patience to hear his parent’s complaints. He needed time away, from all their shit and formalities.

He sped his horse away from the castle, heading for the forest not far from his home.

Bam awoke with the pleasant feeling of warmth slowly making its way through his body. He groaned and snuggled into the blankets surrounding him. The crackling of a fire resounded through his ears and he was just about to surrender to sleep once more when he froze. When he had surrendered into sleep’s sweet embrace, there were no warm blankets, nor roaring fire. His breath caught in his throat, they must have found him. They found him and were going to kill him. He was certain of it. A whimper escaped his lips and he instantly regretted it.

He felt a hand touch his forehead lightly and wipe back hair, “It’s ok little one,” a deep voice whispered, “You’re safe, you can open your eyes”

Bam didn’t recognise the soothing voice, so he cautiously opened his bright blue eyes. Contrary to what he thought, two warm green eyes that were framed by long dark lashes watched over him, not red ones. Bam studied the stranger’s face, the ivory skin, the long dark hair and the features that seemed like the angels themselves had designed. To put it simply, the man was beautiful.

“Who are you?” he whispered.

The man smiled softly and replied, “My name is Ville”

“Ville” Bam whispered, liking the way it rolled off his tongue.

“And you are…?” Ville asked him.

“Brendan, but everyone calls me Bam” Bam told him, instantly regretting giving this Ville his proper information.

“A pleasure to meet you, Bam” Ville said softly, studying Bam’s features – bright blue eyes that seemed full of life, tanned skin, and soft, child like features.

“Tell me Bam, what is a person of your age and beauty doing out in the snow, with no shoes or proper attire no less”

“I was travelling and I was robbed” Bam said, announcing the first lie that came to mind, “I am actually a lord from far away, I was coming to visit… family”

“Oh dear,” the man said, “How long ago was this?”
Bam sat up and clutched his head, which throbbed under his touch, “I… I don’t know. When did you find me?”

“Not very long ago. Although your lucky I did, when I found you, you were almost completely covered in snow and frozen half to death”

Death would be the better option than what will happen when I’m found, Bam thought to himself.

The man smiled his warm smile that Bam was already starting to love, “No matter, you recovered in the end. Now then, dinner is almost ready. I fear I don’t have much, I wasn’t expecting to find anyone else here. But we can make do”

Bam was handed a bowl of soup and a large hunk of bread, which he sank his teeth into gratefully.

Ville watched Bam for some time before starting on his own food, eating it slowly and gracefully, as was required for his role in life.

Bam finished his soup in record time, closing his eyes and delighting in the feel of warmth running down his throat and warming his belly. He placed his bowl on the ground and watched Ville with his head slightly cocked. Each of the movements Ville made was slow and graceful. Bam imagined it would look somewhat similar to the movements in a dance.

Ville set his bowl aside Bam’s and sighed, “That’s better isn’t it?” he said, smiling.

Bam nodded dumbly, unable to tear his eyes away from the beautiful sight before him. He yawned and suddenly wished he was back at the main house, if only for the warm bed.

“Tired?” Ville asked.

Bam just nodded again.

Ville smiled, “Well, if you help me set up my tent you are more than welcome to join me in there, it will be much better than remaining out in this dreadful cold”.

Bam smiled, “I would appreciate it”

Ville’s smile seemed to brighten after Bam spoke, getting up at once and fetching the tent from his horse’s back. They both set to erecting it immediately, both desperate to escape the cold.

Within no time the tent was standing tall and proud, the men collected the blankets Bam had been wrapped in and crawled into the warm interior.

Bam was puzzled, there were only two blankets, not enough for them to be warm enough with if they only got one each.

“I know this will sound strange,” Ville said, “But if we slept huddled up together would be much warmer”

“Ok…” Bam said nervously.

Ville chuckled, “Don’t worry, I wont do anything to make you uncomfortable”

Bam nodded, lying down next to Ville on the blanket. Ville pulled the other blanket over the pair of them, coming slightly closer to Bam.

Bam could feel Ville’s warmth beside him and tensed, he wasn’t used to this…

Ville chucked again, “Calm down Bammie, its ok”

Bam took a deep breath and relaxed before drifting off to sleep.

Chapter 3

Both Bam and Ville woke to the sounds of snow crunching underneath boots. Low voices could be heard outside the tent. Bam cringed, he recognised those voices, and they belonged to the mercenaries of the house.

Ville motioned for Bam to stay in the tent and went out to investigate.

Bam crept closer to the tent opening to hear the conversation.

“Can I help you gentlemen?” Ville asked.

“Prince Ville!” they cried in union, next Bam heard movement, which he guessed was from the soldiers bowing when he heard Ville say, “Please rise”

Prince Ville? Bam thought in horror, PRINCE Ville?

The leader of the mercenaries, a man nicknamed Brutus from his pure brutality, said “Forgive us for the intrusion your highness, but we have lost a servant from the main house and we are searching for him”

“Oh?” Ville asked with interest, “What does this servant look like?”

“He’s about so tall… Blue eyes, brown hair, tanned and quite muscular”

“Really?”

Oh fuck, oh god, that’s it, my life is over. I’m going to die.

“Yes my lord, have you seen anyone matching that description?”

“I’m sorry, I have not. Although if I do where shall I return him to?”

“The residence is just on the borderline of the forest my lord”

“Then I shall return him if I find him at once”

“Thank you, your highness” judging by the sound of movement, the soldiers bowed and left.

Bam heard Ville returning to the tent and quickly moved back from the opening. He was reduced to hiding in the corner of the tent in fear of what would happen to him.

Ville entered the tent and stared at him, “A lord eh?”

Bam lowered his gaze, fully aware that one of his rank was not permitted to look at the heir to the throne, “Forgive me Prince Ville, I knew not else to say”

Ville sighed and knelt before Bam, lifting his face with pale fingers that were a stark contrast to Bam’s colour, “Tell me Bam, why should I not turn you into the family you serve?”

“Because…” Bam’s fists curled into balls, “I need to find my family. I need to find if they loved me at all or whether I was always destined to be a way to bring in more money so they wouldn’t have to give up any luxuries”

Ville reached up and cupped Bam’s cheek, and to Bam’s surprise he felt tears running down his face, “I need to find if they ever wanted me or if I was just a thorn in their side”

Ville took Bam into his arms and held the younger man’s head to his own chest, “I’ll make a pact with you Bam, I will help you find your family, but it will be up to them to get you out of slavery”

Bam nodded against the toned chest.

“I don’t try to be mean by denying you freedom from slavery, but that is something your family needs to do, a test if you may. Do you understand?”
Bam nodded against his chest again, “Thank you” he murmured

Tainted Chapter 1

2007-07-19T02:18:48Z

Chapter 1

Sifting the gruel around his plate, Bam gave a sigh and stared out the window. His breath caused the window to fog up and he gave another sigh. Then he came to an inside agreement. Tonight was the night. Tonight was the night that he would finally run away and be free. He didn’t know where he was going, nor how he would survive, but anything was better than this. Anything was better than a life living to please others. Bam sat on the window sill and listened intently to the sounds of the household above him, waiting for the right time to come…

Bam sped across the field, wrapped in an old black cloak to hide him from any prowling eyes. He couldn’t hear the shouting anymore, which means he could have lost them amongst the trees. Still, he couldn’t take any chances, so he ran faster. He pushed his body to limits he didn’t even know he had. His bare feet ached and bled, his legs hurt from running the entire night and his chest burned from the ice cold air he was forcing into his lungs. Snow began falling from the sky and he cursed himself for choosing such a night to try to escape.

His eyes were looking around wildly for any place that he could hide. Only, he could barely see in the darkness of the night. His lungs burned and he knew he had to stop soon. But there was no where to hide. No where he could find a place to stave out the night. If he wasn’t so scared he would have realised that the main house would have given up searching for him for now, but he was far beyond seeing reason. All he could do was run, everything but his legs had shut off in panic. So he pushed himself, burning up all the adrenaline that kept him moving.

Bam could see the morning rays of sunlight now, which meant he had been running all night. He stopped for a second to catch his breath that was now increasingly hard to take. It was so cold; a blanket of white was forming across the ground. He tried pushing himself onwards again, but found his body wouldn’t respond. He tried to fight exhaustion, but in the end it overwhelmed him and he fell to the ground, his world darkening.

Chapter 2 & 3: http://illithrien.livejournal.com/1131.html

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A/N: thanks for all the comments to my first entry ^.^ i actually expected to get hate mail or something lol. Um im going to try to add a chapter daily.. sooo look out world :p