Kingdom of Hearts, Anonymous [story reading .txt] 📗

“Please, tend to Doctor Prevton's needs. Doctor, Juniper will find those ingredients for you. Make it quick.” He growled.
“Y-y-yes, sir.” He bowed out.
“Well, that takes care of that.” He turned around to leave.
“Tyson. When you didn't know what to call me...Why don't you call me your nephew?”
“I can't. Nephew's don't move in on their cousins.”
“Sir!” He paused. “I'm sorry. If that's too bad, then call me your daughter's boyfriend.”
“I can't call you that either.” He sighed. “It pushes suitors away.”
“That would be excellent. Why can't you let your daughter make her own decision?”
“She has to make the sacrifice.”
“Well I have nothing better. Where's Kaylee?”
“Kaylee's upset about what you said at the field, she refuses, though, to tell me what it is that upset her.” Confusion quickly replaced by understanding and then fear and sadness. “What's that look? You know what upset her? Fix it, Jakob! She hasn't come out of her room for a month and no one, but her servant has went in.”
“What day is it?”
“Sunday.”
“A day?”
“No.”
“Eight days?” Tyson shook his head. “How many days, Tyson!?”
“It's been twenty nine days, Jakob.”
“Twenty nine! This wasn't just collapsing, I went into a coma!”
“The moon brought you out. That's why I am having Doctor Prevton prepare the royal medicine. I think after the moon settles back, you will go under again.”
“For another month?”
“We aren't sure, but you have to be careful, because perhaps the silver has run it's course and any adrenaline might set it back.”
“Are you telling me this, because you don't want me near Kaylee?” His jaw set and his eyes looked close to tears.
“No, but don't get the wrong idea.”
“What do you mean?”
“She is promised to a prince.” Jakob's heart sunk. The corner of Tyson's lips twitched.
“She accepted?”
“It's not like that, Jakob.” Tyson chuckled. “She will be married in three years, to Prince Michael of Moedia.”
“Three? You are only giving me three years with her?”
“No. You are not to date her anymore. She is promised to another.” Tyson started to leave.
“Break your promise.” He grabbed his arm.
“I would never.”
“You've done things you said you never would, before.”
“The difference is this time I mean it and I will stick to it, for Kaylee's sake.” Jake sat up and threw on a pair of jeans and a tee. “Jakob what are you doing?”
“I am going to see why Kaylee is doing this. She would make you, if she wasn't so upset.”
“There's no point, Jakob, she isn't letting anyone in.”
“Then I will stand outside, you told me to fix it, but when I do, she is going to tell you to break your promise to Moedia.”
“She will never. Whatever you did, whatever you said, whatever you heard, it hurt her bad. All I know is that day she was telling me how I should make someone else obligated to the crown, the next she was begging me to allow her marriage to Michael.”
“I bet you were all too willing. When she came to you, you probably didn't waste time sending a messenger over to Moedia, you also probably didn't even recognize distress. Or her begging for your attention.”
“Go see her, Jakob! Don't be long, she has a date in an hour. See your little fling. Run. It's. Course.”
“It's not a fling.” Jakob ran out the door, around the corner and into the room there. He took a while getting his breath back. Then he exited the room, which he had noticed was a girl's, ran down the hall, took a right, followed it straight on through and then stopped at the door there. Do I knock, he thought. He knocked.
“Go away!” She screamed. He had a plan. He lowered his voice.
“I have news of Jakob Tyros.”
“Hold on.” He could hear her bustling about in her room. He smiled, his plan worked perfectly. He covered his face with his hood. She stepped out. “What is it?”
“Come closer this is secret information.” He said in his low voice. She moved within close range. He saw his opportunity. He threw off his hood and pressed his lips to hers.
“Why are you mad at me?” He said when he was done.
“What are you doing up? I mean, what are you doing awake at all?” She demanded.
“Answer my question first.”
“Who's Taylor?” Her red, tear-soaked cheeks, had droplets of tears coming down. He frowned. This is exactly what he thought it was.
“So that was you, in the hole?”
“Jakob. If...”
“You say a lot of if's.” He pointed out. “Taylor is the past. I went out with her and we are done now, I would let you marry Prince Michael if it wasn't.” She put her head down. “Kaylee?” He put his finger under her chin and made her look at him. “Why did you do it? I know the answer, but I need to hear it from you.”
“I thought it was over between us.” He smiled.
“It's not. I need you to tell your father that.”
“No.” He frowned.
“Why not? You want to be with me, right?”
“Yes, but I think I have an idea. Leave it to me, in three years, there will be two weddings. Michael and I will get married.”
“You think you can pawn me off on some other girl? I am only going to make you humiliated, I will only think of you.”
“No. I am going to marry you. Unless...that's not okay.”
“I will marry you, Kaylee Marie. One day.”
“Oh, Jakob, you've been asleep a long time.” She hugged his waist. He threw his arm around her. He kissed the top of her hair.
“I know. Your father came to see me. Told me that you have a date with me in an hour.”
“He did?” She asked in a suspicious disbelief.
“Sorta. He said that Michael had a date with you, but I am making it us.” He whispered the last word. He looked into her eyes. Kissed her cheek softly. “Let's go.” He whispered in her ear. He took her hand, walked into her room and jumped out her window.
“Don't you think this is a little dangerous?” Kaylee held a rock, looking down to see Jakob arms held up ready to catch her if she fell.
“A little,” He turned his head to the side a little, “but isn't that what made you love that much greater? That danger about me? Or maybe, I don't treat you like a little girl?”
“The danger was a cute factor, the recklessness, the criminal sneaking around, that was the frosting on the hypothetical cake.” She jumped down, landed gracefully. She walked up, took his face in her hands and shoved her lips against his.
“How could you treat me like a child, when I happen to be more mature than you?”
“I...” He pulled her close, his hands grabbed her back, his lips touched hers, then he moved his lips to her neck, shoulder. His head came up and he whispered in her ear. “I love you.” She pushed away from him and looked in his eyes.
“I love you, too.” He grabbed her and ran though the crowd.

“Elanor!” Tyson screamed. He slammed open the door to his study. “Elanor!”
“What is it Tyson?” He walked over to the window.
“Come here. Come, look out this window.” She walked over to the window and saw a couple of teenagers running through the crowd hand in hand. “This is what your daughter is doing when her fiance is waiting downstairs! She is running around with Jakob Tyros!” She put a hand on his shoulder.
“Send Lanie out with Michael and when Kaylee comes back I will talk to her.”
“What do I tell him? He is reporting everything to his father.” He calmed.
“Tell him Kaylee isn't feeling well, but to occupy him, until she is, is her sister.”
“Thank you.” He looked into her eyes. “How are you and Mitchell doing?” She smiled.
“I will never be his entirely.” He thought he saw a tear at the corner of her eye.
“I'm...” He coughed. “I will,” He stroked her cheek with his finger, “always love you. Things may have changed, between me and you, but that will never change.”
“I have to go, before you do something you'll regret.”
“Wait.” He grabbed her and hugged her, he whispered in her ear, “I'm sorry.”
“I am the one who's sorry. I am paying for what I did.” She whispered back. She pushed away and walked out.
“Are you okay?” Emily was standing in doorway.
“Emily.” He sighed. He bound over and pulled her into his arms. “I'm better, now. Come look at this.” He pulled her over to the window, only the two teens were at the beach.
“Is this why you were screaming for Elanor?” There was a hint of accusation in her voice.
“Yes, why else?”
“Well, I have to admit, I hated letting her stay here. I am saying that you were so hurt, you loved her so much, you might have healed and...” She shrugged.
“You make this seem so easy. You are accusing me of cheating on you.”
“No. I am merely saying that she manipulates you. You would...never, I know.”
“She will never do that again. She can't. There's a fire and there's the sun. You are my sun, she's a fire that is embers, to me.” He lied. She was still going, just not as hot as before.
“The sun is not always there, on a cold day, you might try to bring back the fire.”
“Let's stop this. I understand where your coming from, if I hadn't of banished Chilles, I would fear you and him...had an affair.” They sat in silence. Tyson left to tell Michael and Lanie that Kaylee was not going on the date.

“Mitchell?” Elanor had returned to the room and found him gone.
“Yes, Elanor?” His face lit up, he came in from the bathroom.
“Do you know where your son is?”
“Asleep, I would assume.” His face dropped, he was close to crying.
“No. Tyson is beyond furious, your son took off with his daughter. He is taking her from her fiance, Prince Michael.”
“He didn't come tell me? Jakob's awake?” He was practically jumping with joy.
“He's down at the beach, if you want to go see him. I was looking in on him headed that direction at least. We could go together, I need a talk with Kaylee.”
“I would love to.” They walked down to the beach, passing Tyson talking with Michael.

“Jake, no!” She laughed. “Let me down.” He had her over his shoulder, running to jump off the dock.
“What was that? Hurry up and jump off, no problem.” He threw himself off. Seconds later he pulled himself up onto the dock. His hair dripping and his shorts were beyond soaked. Kaylee came up, Jakob pulled her onto the dock. Jake and her stood inches apart at the edge of the dock. He pulled her close, kissed her and then plunged her into the water. When they came up, he pulled her close and pushed his lips to hers.
“Jakob?” Mitchell said in horror.
“Dad.” Jakob pulled himself onto the dock, pulled his hair back, and wrapped himself in a towel. “Please, don't...”
“You will listen to what I have to say!” Mitchell roared. Jakob was dumbfounded, this was the first time he had ever yelled at him. “She's your cousin.”
“Dad, you don't understand. She is not my cousin, not by blood at least, by adoption sort of. I love her, not by family either.”
“This is what that was about. This new