Err-- this is a two-part Valentine's Day Special vignette featuring the couple Miura Ito and Narita Makoto from the awesome manga, W-Juliet. It doesn't really matter which one is read first, "To the Prince..." or "To the Princess..." as they connect full-circle. W (Double) Juliet is copyright of Emura and Hana to Yume comics. Standard disclaimers apply. Enjoy, and Happy Valentine's Day! ------------------------------------------------------------- To the Prince... by Hikaru ------------------------------------------------------------- Ito-san, You're probably laughing at this letter right at this moment, as I am chained to greeting you with formalities. Ito-chan? No, you would probably hit me. Ito? It just doesn't sound right. The simple Ito just does not suit your beauty. You're blushing now, I can tell- even as I write this. Good. I like the thought of you blushing. I know, I know. We promised that we wouldn't do anything for Valentine's Day. But, I just couldn't resist- especially after the goof-up that occurred last year. I had to make it up to you somehow. And, yes, I know it's not normal for males to do something for the females on Valentine's Day-- but we don't have the most normal relationship, do we? Of course I would have to bring up a complicated subject like that. Our relationship. I honestly cannot explain wholly what goes on there. I thought it was obvious on how I feel about you; God knows I try to make it known. However, as you have told me yourself, it's not clear to you. I plan to remedy that... but not this second. Don't frown. You know I'm not good at these sort of things, while you can make your love for me as clear as a Summer day. Perhaps you don't know how I feel because I don't always put things out in the open like you do. Maybe that's why I feel so close to you; you have absolutely no problem with showing your feelings to the world... I, on the other hand, am used to hiding them; as I have always done what my family wanted me to without complaint. But I digress... You are my support, my crutch when I find myself limping. Your silly smile, your chocolate brown hair... how could I resist to lust for you- to touch you. Most of the time, I find myself resisting from just reaching out and holding you-- After all, you have a bad enough problem as it is, with girls chasing you around frantically. A supposed girl kissing you during school would just add insult to injury. However, I do find the fact that we "act lesbian" during school, quite amusing. Hu hu. If only they knew. Sometimes I hate the disguise I have dawned, as it brings so much trouble to you. You're confused, that much I can tell. But you're not the only one- falling for a woman who is more manly than I is far more frightening thought to me. But not as frightening as your flirting friend "Toki-chan", as he has made you do things that I could never dream. Would you ever dress up for me if I asked, Ito-san? I know you have before, but after much coercion on my part. But would you ever just wear a nice dress, not for a play, or a disguise--- but just for me. The time you dressed as Sleeping Beauty, it surprised me; when I saw you in that beautiful pink dress, I could just feel my entire heart melt at such beauty. The thought of you dressed in "proper" girls clothing, like the clothes I wear, send shivers of want and lust down my spine. Don't get me wrong, I would cut off my hands before I would ask you to change the way you act. Ito-san is Ito-san. I want you the way you are, not the way people say you "should" be. However, wearing a skirt won't hurt you, will it? Look at me... err... no, scratch that. I'm a bad example, seeing as I am a guy. Maybe that is the problem? Do you not like me wearing skirts, because you are envious. Why? I'm just playing a part, my dear Ito-san. I don't enjoy being like this.... well, sometimes; but most of the time no. I want to be a man for you, Ito-san. You must know that you are beautiful, anyway you look--- even as a swan that looks like a chicken (I know I'll pay for that one later). Any one of your many stalkers could admit that you are beautiful, even though you will not. You never fail to make me feel insecure whenever they are around, hanging all over you. If I could spend time with you, alone Ito, without the chain smoking Toki-senpai or the odd Sakamoto popping up at the most inconvenient moment, it would, be an extreme delight. Sometimes I don't understand you, and I know you don't understand me. You act like a boy, so much that I thought you were a guy when I first met you; yet you insist to people that you are a girl. It's confusing, even to people who are close to you, dearest. I'm sure your brothers don't help, teasing you constantly about being such a "boy". I guess it's just in your nature. Growing up in a house full of boys must have been hard on you. I mean, look at me- a boy who grew up with all older sisters, and look how I turned out.... Again, bad example. I think I'll stop using myself as an example. I have to remember how aggravating it has to be for you, always being cast as boys in plays-- as I know it is your deepest, strongest wish to be cast as the lead female role in a normal, serious, play. You play it so well in real life, at least in _my_ real life, you should on stage as well. Of course, that would involve more males going after you... but I could deal. Don't I always? If I get jealous, it's only because that I cannot show my feelings like normal men can, namely Toki-senpai and Sakamoto. I cannot be open with my feelings all the time with you. I want to, but the words just can't come out sometimes. I'm used to keeping everything locked up inside of my heart. Look inside there and you'll find images of you, Ito-san. Everything is you, Ito-san. I dream of you even when I am awake. I'm obsessed with everything that has to do with you. I strive to not let my secret out because I don't want to loose you. If I fail, I must leave everything behind and become the "good boy" my father wants me to become. I couldn't live without you, Ito-san. I know we're too young for marriage, but I know I want to be with you for the rest of my life. You're my best friend. My only true friend. The only one I can trust my secret with. You could have run away from me when you found out I was male- but you didn't. You stayed by my side, and I love you for that. There, I said it. I love you. - Makoto ------------------------------------------------------------- Notes: Err... yeah... >_> Emura has said that even she doesn't always know what Makoto is thinking; I see what she means now... o_O This was warped, I know. Would Makoto ever be this open? Probably not. >_> Stupid git. Hyde's English version of the song "Angel's Tale" helped me for some inspiration in this part of the Valentine's Day Special. That song reminds me so much of Mako-chan. Perhaps I'll do a song-fic for it. Then again, maybe not. o_O I have a sudden headache from all this time I've spent in Mako-chan's mind. - Hikaru http://daintyrose.org/catadamon -------------------------------------------------------------