Karneval: Voyage to Rimhakka

Synopsys & Author's Note: (A/U, Mature Content, Yaoi Romance, Rape?) Yogi is Crown Prince of Rimhakka, Gareki is a pirate Captain, Emperor Palnedo is a common enemy between them both. Kafka is a country, Kuronomei and Kuroi Hitsuji are ships, and Karasuna is like Tortuga. Prince Yogi and his sisters are returning home from a picnic when they're attacked by Palnedo's men. Suddenly, Yogi finds himself on a pirate ship, expecting to be held for ransom and not knowing where his sisters are. The ship's captain, Gareki, however, assures him they're safe. I will try to fit as many of the Karneval cast into the story as possible and will attempt to type-cast them appropriately. Not everybody is the same age in this story as they are in the original, Gareki and Yogi are much closer in age (making Gareki older), certain relationships may be changed, while others will remain the same, and some characters may be a bit OOC as well. Technology will either be steam punk or all over the place. Varuga Cells, Incure Cells, and Cradle Cells are still in use as well, so they will still have their abilities. I'm not sure if Silver Yogi will make an appearance or not. You'll either love me or hate me for what I do with Nai and Nyanperowna. Sorry for the awkward summary and sorry if you find Gareki's reasons for helping Yogi cliché or repetitive of me, I'm trying my best not to do that. Okay, I'll stop rambling. Of course, I do not own any part of the awesomeness that is Karneval and it's characters.

Voyage to Rimhakka

Prologue : The Fair Prince Of Rimhakka

Young Prince Yogi was riding through town on a brilliant white horse. The ten year old prince's golden locks of hair almost shimmered in the sunlight whenever he passed out of the shade into the light. He'd slipped away from the royal guard. Tsukitachi and Hirato were great guys, excellent body guards, even, both impressive fighters for boys no more than sixteen years of age. But sometimes the young prince simply wanted to be away from the trifles of being a member of royalty, a moment to clear his mind and enjoy the sights of the city without someone constantly at his backside.

As he passed through the streets, he heard a commotion from down one of the alley ways. He turned his horse and went to investigate. Two of the voices had sounded like kids. Sure enough, there were two men fighting with two young boys. The oldest of the two was only a year younger than himself, the youngest no more than two years younger. The prince pulled the reigns and steadied his horse. "What's going on here?" he demanded. The horse gave a snorting whinny at the two men.

"Get lost kid and forget you saw anything if you know what's good for you," one of the men answered.

"Please, stop them!" the oldest boy, one with light blue hair and blue eyes, pleaded, knowing who the boy upon the horse was. "Our parents owed them money. These men killed them and intend to sell us to slavers!"

The prince raised an eyebrow and looked to the younger brother, who nodded a confirmation. He returned his gaze to the men. "Slavery is frowned upon here in Rimhakka," he warned, "Bad enough these boys accuse you of murder, but if what they say is true, you will be severely punished."

The men laughed. "Who are you to threaten punishment, boy?" the first asked.

"You really don't recognize him?" the younger boy, with raven hair and deep blue eyes asked.

"Perhaps it's best for the moment that they don't," Prince Yogi said. He clicked his tongue and snapped the reigns on his horse, causing it to rear up on its hind legs, when its front legs came down, it was between the men and the boys. The prince reached down and quickly pulled both boys onto the back of the horse. "Hold on tight," he warned them, as he turned the horse and made it run back into the open.

The oldest of the two boys looked behind them. "They're giving chase," he exclaimed.

The prince turned and looked. "On foot, are they crazy?" He looked ahead and smiled, slowing his horse down. "Never mind, let them catch up to us now."

"Huh…?" The two boys queried simultaneously.

He eased the horse into a slow sauntering gallop, giving the two men a chance to catch up. They were almost upon them, when two other horses rode up to greet him. These two horses were ridden by two sixteen year old males. Upon the auburn brown mare, sat a young red head with dull gold eyes, and upon the black stallion, a young man with dark black and violet hair with dark violet-blue eyes, both wore the crest of the royal guard of Rimhakka, and both looked rather annoyed with the prince for having run off while their backs were turned, again.

"Prince Yogi, we've been searching everywhere for you," the red head reprimanded, "How many times do we have to warn you not to run off on your own?"

"Heh, sorry, Tsukitachi," the prince replied with a chuckle, rubbing the back of his head, "I couldn't resist."

"Did he say 'Prince Yogi'?" one of the men asked.

"More to the point," the darker haired teenager interrupted, adjusting his spectacles, "Who are your little companions, my liege?"

The prince spun his horse around and quickly moved it so their pursuers were now caught between the three riders. "I found these boys struggling in an alley way with these two men," he answered. "The boys claim these men have killed their parents and intend to sell them to slavers. When I warned them of the consequences, they gave chase. I want them arrested and brought back for a proper trial."

"What?" the two men exclaimed.

"Let's be reasonable! Who are you going to believe, a couple of respectable gentlemen such as ourselves, or a pair of street urchins? We've done nothing," the second tried to protest.

"I believe my own eyes and ears," the prince answered, "They were struggling to get away from you, they were crying out for someone to come to their aid. … And the younger one has soaked the back of my clothes in his tears." The prince looked over his shoulder at the younger boy, who had all but buried his face into the prince's back. He lightly patted the eight year old on the head. "There now," he sighed, "These men can't hurt you and your brother."

The raven haired boy looked up at the prince and blushed, quickly looking away. "I'm sorry about your clothes," the little one apologized meekly.

"Honestly, what's wrong with you?" the older one scolded, slapping him across the back of the head.

"Ow!?" the little one whimpered, rubbing the back of his head.

"Think nothing of it," the prince chuckled, "How many people can claim they were able to dry their tears with the clothes of the Prince of Rimhakka, after all?" The younger one smiled and gave a quiet nod.

"Please don't encourage him, Sire," the older brother sighed, rubbing his forehead, "My little brother is very impressionable."

"Tell me," Tsukitachi asked, "Did you boys witness the death of your parents?"

The younger one flinched and gave a quiet whimper. Karoku gently wrapped his arms around the little raven haired and gave a quiet nod. "I'll take that as a yes," the black horseman replied.

"Very well," Tsukitachi nodded, dismounting his horse and pulling out a pair of cuffs. "You gentlemen are under arrest, accused of murder and attempted slave running. You shall be brought to the castle and have a proper hearing arranged for you."

"Shall I carry the boys back to the castle, highness?" the dark haired horseman asked.

"No, Hirato, that won't be necessary, thank you," the prince replied. "You assist Tsukitachi in carrying back these criminals." He glanced back and smiled at the two boys. "These two are more than welcome to stay up here with me."