Author's Note: Hello to all those who chose to read this! ::waves:: I'm a new author here! The name's Sarah, AKA Prince(ss) of Hell. This is my first shounen-ai fanfic ::nod:: so 'scuse me if it *sucks*. Not that I'd stop writing it just cause of that anyway.

So, this was inspired by the manga "FAKE" and "Demon Diary" which are both really awesome if you're a guy x guy fan like myself. They're both really cool even though I've only read the first volumes ::nervous laugh:: and of course also inspired by the anime "Gravitation" which I saw all of ::brags:: that's really good too so check that out if you have Kazaa and a fast internet connection ^_~. What else was it inspired by? The T.A.T.U. song "They're Not Gonna Get Us" which my cousin got stuck in my head three days in a row.

What other good yaoi anime/manga is there? If you know of some, be sure to leave the title in your review, k?

Nevermore
Chapter One

First off I'd like to let you all know that I had absolutely nothing to do with the predicament I'm in. And because you didn't start knowing me at the very moment of my birth I suppose it's a bit hard for you to grasp exactly what I'm talking about if I'm talking about anything at all. I am a, well I suppose the closest human term for what I am would be, demon. Then again for all you know about my personality I could be making this all up.

Which actually sounds like something I would do, just to mess with your head a bit…

…but I assure you this is real! Hehe, honestly you mortals are so easy to give doubt to. I say one wrong thing and already you think it's how I act all the time.

I suppose that's what you refer to as 'First Impressions', correct?

Now about this predicament I'm in. I told you earlier, I'm a demon. Not just any demon by the way. I'm well known for my beauty, grace, style, elegance, social standing, class, and poise.

Well, truth be told most of that is a lie.

The only thing I am well known for was my ability to annoy those with low tolerance, to get people to crave my very essence and me. To ruffle their feathers a bit, have them confused about how they feel about me, and then leave them until they drive themselves mad longing for my presence. I have the ability to intoxicate people after a while of being around them. They become like a parched man in the desert who has just tasted their first drop of water after two long weeks of endless walking and little shade.

I was born with the natural talent to seduce anyone I want, whether they be Angel, Demon, Mortal, Male, or Female. They all succumb to my desire. Angels are perhaps the easiest to seduce. While they are loyal to their master, their weakness is their.

People know about me and how I cheat people that way; well Angels and Demons know me but Humans remain slightly oblivious, those who know me always chance it though. Angels risk their innocence for me and Demons risk whatever I wish to take from them. Though they always find themselves telling themselves,

"Perhaps I'll be the exception. Maybe he'll stay with me."

But I never do. Haha, some people are out for my blood now because of it. You know, I destroy loving couples so on and so forth. It's almost sad how easily I ensnare them… sure, there are a few stubborn ones. But where are the people with the iron will? They are fun to break, so I've heard.

Oh don't pick me out as the bad guy so quickly! It's their choice to have an affair with me, and I do have some remorse for those who choose to sate my lust…

I stray off subject once more. You may be getting annoyed by now but I'm simply forewarning you about my character.

A few days ago I was hired by one of the Great Demon Lords who rule parts of the underworld.

Oh, and I may as well tell you Hell is just like Earth. It's not a fiery pit or anything like all Mortals write about it as.

Now, the Great Demon Lord Daerus hired me to watch over his portion of the kingdom while he went away for some sort of business with an allied nation.

For as well as a seducer I am a very skilled magician. Dark magic is really all I can use. Sure I know the most basic healing spell, used only for battle, but due to my elemental attribute it does more bad then good.

Now, usually I would not have any problem with guarding a castle while said King is away. But then there's always the problem that Lord Daerus' kingdom is known for it's great amount of beautiful people. And I can't seduce anyone while I'm there or else I'll give myself away. And of course I have greater game that I wouldn't like to jeopardize. I'm staying in the Kings' chambers at his castle, two rooms away mind you, from the rooms of his two children.

Maaya and Cyril, twins mind you. Both are stunning people, and I'm sure their personalities are wonderful, but honestly. Have you seen them you'd immediately leave all loved ones to go and join their fan club; they obviously received their mother's looks. And of course, since they were royalty they were, sadly, unattainable by me.

Some information on me, while I'm busy talking about what's happening in my life, and I'm referring to actual information now, so you can get a vague idea of what I look like.

My height is roughly 6 feet even, not exceptionally tall but I can still be imposing if I feel the need to be. I'm not bulky at all. I'm strong though! Sorry, shameless plug there. I'm pretty lean actually…but I'm cut! All right, another shameless plug. Gotta add some here and there, right? My hair is long and jet black, women envy it actually…, and I keep it in a ponytail at the base of my neck. Though most of it is kept slightly out anyway, just so I can get the cool loop-ish thing going on. My eyes…hehe, I love my eyes. What can I say?

Am I being narcissistic? Well I can't help being proud about my appearance. My eyes are blue. No not "just" blue. They're endless sparkling pools of azure that betray my emotions when I want them to. They look almost a cloudy gray in the throes of ecstasy…and that's about all I can describe about them. People tell me I have a very nice chin…though I don't see anything dazzling about it, for a chin is just a chin.

And I'm forgetting the most important detail. My name is…

"Fabian [1]!"

Well it answered what I was going to say anyway. Fabian is my name and the person who was calling it is…

"Maaya! How you've grown!" I replied, my voice too sickeningly sweet for even myself to stand, "What brings you here?"

I could see the slight blush creep over her face as she cleared her throat, "Just to well, inform you that…" she trailed off, pushing her pale blue bangs behind her ear, "…my father just left to go… and attend to matters with his … alliances…"

I'd been in the room with her for no more then a minute and already she was speaking in a quieter tone.

I smiled, "Oh? Well then, Princess, perhaps you will be so kind to give me a tour of your home? It's been quite a while since I've been here." Which was a complete lie, even though it'd been more then two centuries since I'd been there a magician's memory is flawless.

The princess's teal green eyes lit up immediately, "Of course, Fabian!" She curtsied and smiled at me, "And you need not be so formal! You may address me as Maaya."

"Well then Maaya," I replied while keeping my smile on my face as if it were plastered, "shall we?" I asked as I held out my arm for her to take it.

She knew it was against the rules to do so with someone who was not of royal blood.

She seemed hesitant but discarded her ill thoughts and linked her arm through mine. And we were off.

All the while she chatted merrily of things I had no interest in. Instead I busied myself scanning the hallway looking for her ever-elusive brother. I had seen neither twin since they were around the mortal equivalent age of fourteen. Back then Maaya had been a brat and Cyril had been protective of his little sister.

I looked over to Maaya, well she had changed at least. She seemed more mature…but not much smarter then she was all those years ago.

"Where's your brother? It's been a long time since we've all met!" I cut her off, trying not to be too rude.

Maaya blinked a bit at having been interrupted and I could just see the fire burning within her eyes, if she was younger it was obvious a tantrum would be thrown. I waited patiently though, acting like I didn't see her reaction.

She cleared her throat and shrugged, "I'm not exactly sure where my dear brother went," the way she said it…I could almost swear there was incest of some sort, or that could just be my imagination. "He's most likely in the gardens." she continued, "I'll take you to where the gardens are! You've never seen such beauty before!" she said with a wide smile, she grasped my hand and closed her eyes, "It will be quicker this way." She opened a portal comprised of dark shadows and dragged me through it.

I had been through them only once or twice in my life, due to my loathing to the feeling it gives you. It feels almost like a roller coaster, bringing you down so quickly that you feel as if you need to throw up and then bringing you back up. I hated it, I looked over to Maaya and could see she obviously enjoyed it.

I shook my head, my gaze fixing upon the garden because of the action. It was truly magnificent.

Most of the colors were soft, pale colors. A quiet place, filled with sunlight and peacefulness. I'd have to remember this place. There were few places where I could find solace these days.

The colors all meshed together to create a calm blur of …a word I couldn't pick out at the moment. There were trees to, though there were only two types of trees. Weeping willows and sakura [2] trees. And I found the object whom I had been searching for.

Seated calmly under said sakura tree, his back against the trunk for support as he half-lied down reading a book, which I didn't care to recognize the title to. He looked ethereal really, looking completely laid back and totally immersed in what he was reading, the frail pink petals floating down around him to join the others on the floor and on his clothing with every small breeze.

His teal eyes were…mysterious really. Very deep, as if he was hiding something. A deep, dark secret... which was very enticing. I turned and gave Maaya a small smile, "You're right, I haven't seen anything as beautiful."

And I wasn't referring to the garden either…

Maaya smiled, "It's my favorite spot to be! And my brother's hideout when the crazy demon women throw themselves at his feet begging for him to take them." she said nodding nonchalantly.

I smiled, 'I can see why…' had been my thoughts at the time.

"Maaya, I've just finished the book you…" Cyril trailed off when he noticed me. And I must say I had to suppress shivering when he looked at me. Yes, he had changed much more then his sister had, to have that effect.

Maaya smiled looking pleased with that fact, "Oh? Did you like it? It's one of my favorites so I figured you would. Oh! Um, this is Fabian! You remember him don't you?"

"I remember father saying he was to stay and take care of everything while he was gone…"

She blinked, "Don't you remember when he came and visited us a long time ago?"

"Can't say that I do."

I was crushed. Well, not literally but why wouldn't he remember me? Who didn't remember me? I forced a smile, "Well that's alright, my being here doesn't require that everyone remembers my face…"

He half smiled and nodded, "Well, I hope to get to know you a bit better since I don't feel very comfortable living with a complete stranger for a few weeks."

His sister giggled, "Sorry to leave you two here, but I have to go and busy myself in the kitchens! Tata, I'll see you at dinner." she added, a pointed look at me that I smirked at. His sister was so easy to capture...I could probably take her now and she wouldn't even try to fight it.

As soon as his sister left I could almost feel the change in his character. He looked at me, his teal eyes fierce. Yes, this was the protective child I remembered from so long ago.

He 'hmphed' as he looked at me, hands folded across his chest.

"Is there a problem?" I asked, feeling it necessary to raise my eyebrow after said question.

He scowled at me, glaring, "Of course I remember you, you fool. You were the one who paid utmost attention to my sister. Let me tell you know that you can never get her in your grasp. I have heard of your reputation and I do not favor it."

I could almost laugh at the silly sight it all made. A youth, looking no more then eighteen human years, was reprimanding me. Glaring at me. It was almost too much. "I beg your pardon?" I asked confused. Oh, how I loved playing innocent!

He shook his head, "Don't even try it. I know exactly who you are and what your intentions are by staying here. You will not seduce my sister."

I chuckled, feeling it important to exaggerate my thoughts and plans a bit, "Oh you have it all wrong!"

He looked skeptical, obviously he was unwilling to trust me.

"I'm not here to seduce your sister at all." I paused here, just to add a bit of my own dramatic flair, "I'm here to seduce …to put it bluntly in terms that you would understand…" again the pause as I closed most distance between us making it so he was the only thing between me and the tree, "I'm here to seduce you."

Oh the look of shock on his face. Shock with a mixture of…something else that I couldn't quite place.

"You do realize Sir Fabian that I am a guy!"

"I know…" I said, grinning inside at how I had him cornered, "I know." I repeated once more before grasping his chin lightly in my hand and tilting it upwards so I could look into his eyes - which showed plainly confusion and…horror? I doubt it, I half chuckled, more just a muted sound in my throat, as kissed him then.

Cheering at being, most likely, the first to claim his lips in his entire lifetime. I myself like to keep my eyes open while kissing, it's rude to stare but I enjoy watching their expressions.

In this case, he had his eyes shut tightly and his eyebrows furrowed. Yes…he was fighting it. He didn't want to like what I was doing to him. I smiled as much as possible while kissing as I let my tongue roam along the contour of his lips and I was actually slightly surprised that he opened his mouth slightly to let my tongue slide in.

I could die happy at the moment. Though part of me was sad that he wasn't more of a challenge…

"Shit fuck!" I cried loudly, pulling back quickly as if I had been hurt. Pardon the language but I was in pain!

I held my mouth, immediately recognizing that my tongue was the thing throbbing in agony.

I looked up at Cyril to see him smiling, almost sadistically. "Sacrifice a kiss to get my point across. You will get close to neither my sister nor me. I guarantee that." He watched me for a while as I tried to regain composure as he laughed and created a void much like his sister had done and walked triumphantly through it.

I grimaced putting my hand over my mouth. The little shit had bit my tongue!! No one dared to do that!

I should have been mad, but I couldn't be happier.

This little game of passion should prove interesting…

To be continued in chapter two…

How'd you like it? Yeah, yeah, I know it wasn't that good. And you might hate me for it…but…if you liked it you may as well review!

[1] Fabian is pronounced Fah-bee-ahn. Not Fay-bee-en
[2] Sakura trees = cherry blossoms