I think I'm just going to stick with Bishie Tales  anyways these will be based on actual stories but characters have been replaced, also these won't have any lemony material in them, they're basically after lemon reading...ah well I'll shut up and start the fic now. enjoy ^_^
   


                                            Cupid & Psyche
                                                   Roman
                                
Cupid: Kujaku from RG Veda

                              
Psyche: Kurama from Yu Yu Hakusho

                                
Venus: Kuja from FF9

                             
Sister#1: Inaho from Master of Mosquiton
                          
                            
Sister#2: Akane from Ranma 1/2


            There once lived a King and Queen blessed with two

daughters and one son. All three were lovely but the their son, Kurama,

was the most beautiful of all, oddly enough. So great was his beauty

that word spread out through the neighboring lands that he was

actually Kuja the God of beauty himself, living among mortals. Soon

people were traveling from far and wide to offer him gifts and prayers.

In spite of all this attention Kurama was unhappy, he grew very lonely

for as admired as he was no one dared to be in his company, his sister

Akane had long since married a fine young man from another kingdom

and Inaho was up to her ears in suitors seeking wealth and power but

no female or male alive approached him, so in this isolation he sought

solace in books and stories figuring it was better to live in the world of

mind than that of the heart. However word of Kurama's beauty

continued to spread, eventually all of Kuja's temples were deserted and

his statues stood ignored. But as famous as he was for being attractive

Kuja also housed a fierce temper, and soon grew furious that he may

be challenged by a mere mortal, each day he grew more bitter till his

tantrums were more than the other Gods could bear and they begged

his son to relieve them of the screaming. Kujaku knew this would end

up with a dirty job to do but even he tired of Kuja's continuous rage and

so asked his father what ailed him,"Oh, my dear son I have been

terribly wronged!! Some pathetic boy on earth is stealing my image and

my worshippers! You must avenge this insult to me, go kill him, this

very night I don't care how! stab him, choke him, gettim all blowed up--"

at this point another rant began and Kujaku was obliged to cover his

ears from the noise, killing was not his style but if his father so

desperately wanted vengeance perhaps he could tone it down a bit "um

how about I just make him fall in love with most nasty-ass creature in the

world would that work? "Kuja amazingly stopped mid rant; considered

then began to praise his son for finding a fate worse then death, Kujaku

sighed and wondered how the hell any women in their right mind

decided Kuja would make a good husband just as his Dad started the

victory dance...Eager to get the job over with and some well needed

silence, he made himself invisible and hastened to Kurama's chamber

where he found him fast asleep with a book still held in his hands, as

Kujaku readied a love arrow into his bow, Kurama turned in his sleep

facing him, needless to say Kujaku was shocked to see someone who

truly rivaled his own father in looks; long crimson colored hair spilled

on to the pillow and on the sweet featured face a smile still remained

from remaining memories of the book he'd just finished. In this sudden

shock Kujaku accidentally nicked himself with one of his own arrows 

falling instantly in love, miserable he couldn't keep his fathers wish but

unable to do Kurama any harm he fled. The next morning Kurama

journeyed to Delphi to ask the Oracle of Clef whether it was his fate to

be alone "You will wed" the oracle answered "but to a creature not of

this world, you must go to the top of the nearest mountain there you will

meet your true fate."Kurama returned to home and bid farewell to his

grieving family. "Surely, this creature can't be worse then a life of

loneliness "he said. Then accompanied by the mournful sounds of

Funeral songs and his family's tears, he climbed to the summit. True to 

his brave words he awaited the arrival of his monstrous spouse. Quickly

a fog swirled around Kurama, and he felt the warm breath of Hayate,

the gentle west wind. He lifted him down the mountain and over its

treacherous rocks and laid him safely on a bed of flowers in a distant

Valley. Before him stood a palace the likes of which he had never seen

before. Stepping cautiously through the door way he found rooms filled

with every imaginable luxury, no need overlooked no detail forgotten. A

cheerful voice whispered "This House and everything it contains is

yours do hope you will be happy here" Kurama turned to see who had

spoken but there was no one to be seen in the room. That evening 

refreshed and quite pleased to have found a enormous library within the 

house, he entered the grand banquet hall, where a table was laid with

strange and wonderful dishes. He dined alone it wasn't the first time

anyway attended by invisible servants. Suddenly the torches sputtered

and the room was plunged into darkness. Kurama felt a pang of terror

but pushed it out of his mind, he knew his terrible spouse had arrived, 

surprisingly the voice he heard was male but was anything but

frightening "No need to be afraid Kurama its just your new hubby, sorry

if thats awkward to you." "Well...its not so bad, where I come from we

never had such a type of marriage, it was never even considered"

"Thats a shame" the voice continued "Your people don't know what

they're missing then" Kujaku softened his voice a little to make it sound

more enticing but it ended up sounding just ridiculous, Kurama

giggled at that finding the attempt amusing and although he did not

see his new husband's smile, he easily felt it penetrate the darkness

around them. "Soo... you like to read do you....?" Kujaku inquired eager

to find out more about the one who owned his heart. " Yes, very much.."

And thus the evening continued in this manner, each asking the other

questions their likes and dislikes, favorite color or tea and so on. By the

time morning came around Kujaku was gone, but Kurama knew he

would be back, and found himself looking forward to it, the feelings he

was experiencing were unlike anything he'd known before but he loved

it all the same. And so began Kurama's new life. Each day was filled

with new discoveries and each night was brightened by his husband's

company. He was only denied one thing and that was to see his dear

husband's image. Kurama teased and begged him but Kujaku never

faltered, saying that he'd prefer to wait until he was quite sure Kurama

could love him for who he was and not what he appeared to be.Kurama

was saddened by this lack of trust but did not let it show. Continuing to

grow accustomed to his new life, Kurama began to think often of his

family knowing they wept for him as lost. One day he asked if his

sisters might be brought to visit him. Although reluctant at first, Kujaku

was moved by his concern for his family and consented. But he warned

Kurama first, "Your sister Akane will only question you out of love but

Inaho will out of spite, tell neither anything about me or there will be hard

times in the future for us" with that his voice faded away, to the rising

of the sun. That very morning. Kurama called on Hayate to fetch his

sisters. Upon being reunited Akane was overcome with emotion

began crying how she'd missed him, and how if only she had her frying

pan with her she'd teach him a lesson for making her worry so much

Kurama sweat-dropped slightly Akane had her own "special" ways of

dealing with these things most including bodily harm of some sort,

Inaho on the other hand was busy shifting through rooms complaining

loudly that she didn't get finery this nice back at home followed by

more squawking at a chest of jewelry she'd discovered and proceeded

loot. As the day wore on Kurama showed his sisters all of the treasures

in his new home, and gave them plenty of gifts to bring back as proof

he was still alive and in good care, instead of being happy for him

though, each of his sisters grew more displeased with the situation,

Akane worried about the nature of her brother's new wife he had not

spoken of her once since they had entered the place, leading her to

wonder whether he was being cared for properly, Inaho on the other

hand was growing more and more envious of his good fortune, and felt

it unjust that he a boy should be blessed with greater beauty than

herself and now greater wealth and sought to find some unhappiness in

Kurama's new life, and began to ask about the absence of his wife.

"Where is she, why can't she come meet us? There's nothing wrong

with her is there? hmm?" Kurama remembered his husbands words

and did his best to skirt around the question but when Akane started in

asking whether or not he knew if his wife truly loved him, his control left

him. "My...my..husband treats me very well..." he began, noticing the

looks of shock crossing his sisters faces before continuing "And...I can

find no fault in him except..." "Except what?!" snapped Inaho gleeful she

had found fine opportunity to make Kurama's life unpleasent again "I....

I have yet to actually see him..." "AHA!!! then he is the creature the

oracle promised!!! Your husband is really a monster!! " Inaho had now

quite cast aside the fact her brother was bound to another man and

went straight on to the point of never being seen, Akane after being

surprisingly silent after awhile joined in "Tonight while he's asleep you

have to look at him if he's a hideous beast you'll have to kill him before

he can get you, I'll not have my only brother eaten just because some

stupid oracle got you up on that mountain!!" Kurama tried to convince

his sisters that it couldn't possibly be that but they would not hear of it

and only repeated their warnings when Hayate came to take them back

That night Kurama did his best to ignore his sisters advice but the

mentioning of the oracle had brought back all his fears. When he was

sure his husband was asleep, he lit a lamp and slipped into his room

with a knife. As the lamplight flickered across his husbands face he

was astonished to find not a monster but Kujaku the beautiful God of

Love, shining black wings sprouted from his back and curled around

him as he slept his violet hair was unruly a few strands laying across

his fair face, in a moment of tenderness Kurama leaned forward to 

brush those strands away, a bit of hot oil spilled from his lamp burning

Kujaku's shoulder. With a cry he awoke and saw the knife Kurama still

held. Sadly he told Kurama " Go home to your family...apparently you

still have that damned fear of me, I won't insist upon it." with that he

vanished. Miserable, Kurama returned to his old home. His sister

Akane consoled him but Inaho did not bother with little details like that

and quickly decked herself with her finest jewels, went to the mountain

Kurama had first climbed and started to demand for Hayate "OIIIII!!!

c'mon old windbags!! The ah...um..oracle sent me uh..yeah!! The oracle

and she says I'm the new bride of Kujaku, that he got tired of Kurama

an' all, so why doncha' be a nice spirit of the wind or whatever and take

me to him!! no sooner had those words left her lips than a swirling fog

surrounded her, she stepped into it expecting Hayate to bear her up,

but he was not awaiting her and she fell to her death on the rocks below

somewhere above the Mountain, Hayate scowls and flips her retreating 

form the bird, "Yeah, like I'm gonna haul your ass up here..feh typical.."

Her disappearance distracted his parents and they quite forgot about

him and Akane all together. And although Akane had her husband

Ranma to keep her company, Kurama was left more alone than ever.

Desperate he prayed day after day to be reunited with Kujaku. When

his prayers went unanswered. He decided that he must go to the

temple of Kuja in the hopes of finding Kujaku. He did not know however

the danger he was putting himself in. Kujaku had fled back to his father

in pain over his burn wound, and Kurama's supposed betrayal, as he

tended to his son Kuja was more determined than ever to seek

revenge on the beautiful mortal. When Kurama arrived he was greeted

by Kuja himself who was obviously less than pleased to see him,

that and the little Kurama voodoo doll he was jamming needles in

was not working to his satisfaction. Composing himself somewhat

Kuja began, "First you presume yourself the finest piece of man meat

on the planet, then you hurt my precious son and return to snatch him

away from me again! These are grievous sins indeed, to gain my

forgiveness and Kujaku's love, you will have three tasks set before you

if you fail even one of them you will never see my son again, and as

payment for my miseries you will lose your life." With that he led

Kurama to a huge room filled with grain "Sort the grain here into four

piles barley, wheat, millet, and rice, if you cannot complete this task by

sunset your empty little head becomes my personal paperweight." As

the door shut behind him, Kurama tried to piece together a logical way

to do the impossible chore Kuja had set for him, but in the end no way

presented itself and Kurama sank to the floor in despair. Sadly he

stared at the cold stone floor curseing himself for not listening to

Kujaku's warning, but as he scolded, he noticed a few bands of ants

passing through on their way to the fields. He knew it was foolish

to speak to insects but in this situation what was there to lose? "ah..

pardon, I notice you are very careful workers are you not?" strangely the

ants stopped their progression and looked at him, Feeling more

confident Kurama continued "If you would help me sort this grain, I'll

gladly share it with you." That certainly got their attention, soon ants

were moveing about all over the place seperateing grains and sorting

each to its own pile. In the end they only took a handful as a reward

leaving a very relieved Kurama to rest and await his next task. At dusk.

Kuja returned struggling along with a sharpened battle axe, he was

quite sure Kurama had failed and was perfectly prepared to take that

head as a prize, upon opening the door though he was horrified,

everywhere he looked there were neat piles of the grain he'd gone to all

the trouble of mixing, and the leaning against a wall was that detestable

boy patiently waiting for him, livid with fury he tossed the axe to the side

and cried "Since you've done such a fine job sorting I'm sure you'll have 

no problems sleeping in here tonight!!" Turning in a huff he slammed 

and bolted the door, a action for which Kurama was thankful later on 

when Kuja went to tantrums and threw fantastic fits in the next room 

over. At the crack of dawn the next day Kurama was roughly awakened

and dragged to the door by a very irate Kuja, biting his lip and trying to

force a smile he told Kurama his new task "This one is simple enough

for you...In a grove beyond the river you will find a herd of Chocobo

with golden feathers, bring me an armful of their feathers or I'll make

good on my promise" he picked up the axe from last night with a

great deal of difficulty to prove his point, before Kurama could even

get out the door he was given a boot to the butt that sent him rolling

down the temple steps, and feeling very sore, his only relief being he

had an easier job this time around. Shaking off the pain he set off

immediately taking no notice of the long peals of maniacal laughter

drifting from the temple disturbing all living creatures within a two mile

radius. When he finally reached the river he was surprised to see the

entire herd only a couple feet away from him. As he debated the best

way to cross the river without them taking notice of him, he came

across a young moogle, which had fallen from its nest, carefully picking

it up he returned it to its nest. In gratitude the moogle's mother warned

Kurama "Don't try and get the feathers now, some of these Chocobos

are rabid or something and freak out at even the smallest things, wait

till midday, when they leave the riverbanks for the shade of the woods

then you can grab all the feathers you want from the bushes." Listening

to the her advice all went as foretold. When Kurama returned safely

with his arms full of golden feathers, Kuja was beyond furious, masking

his urge to bitchslap the redhead with a calm face he said casually,

"For your third task, take this box to Queen Hotaru in the Makai.Tell her

I'm tired of failing at my attempts to destroy a certain mortal brat and

need a bit of wisdom for myself." Now recovered from his wounds

Kujaku had learned of his father's many attempts to kill Kurama and

how Kurama had borne them all so far, this was the proof he had

needed to know the extents of Kurama's love for him and now wanted

him back more than ever. Although greatly afraid of what could befall

him in the land of Makai, Kurama hurried on his way the sooner he got

this last dangerous task out of the way, the sooner he could see his

beloved, he had just deftly found the entrance to the dank underworld,

when a familiar, loving voice called out to him, "Not so fast sweets

this is Makai you know, it won't be that simple getting in and out again"

almost not believing his own ears Kurama turned swiftly to see the

transparent form of Kujaku before him "Oh God! I've missed you!!"

he cried running to give him a long overdue hug, but in vain he grasped

only air "My father's power still keeps us separate, although we cannot

touch I can still give you instructions how to reach Hotaru's palace and

return again, First you must not stop for anything, speak to no one but

Hotaru and eat nothing no matter how hungry you become, most of all

no one can find out you are from the land of the living" with that he

handed him two gold coins and six sticks of pokey "You will know what

to do with these in due time, please don't forget anything I've told you

if you do, you will never return" with those words his form evaporated

like mist. Determined to get Kujaku back, Kurama stepped through the

mouth of the cave that concealed the path to Makai slowly he made his

way down the steep trail, stopping only when he reached the dark 

waters of the River Styx. There he let the bald ferryman Rude pluck a

gold coin from his lips as payment for his journey to the opposite bank.

He knew that if he use his hands to pay Rude, then he would know he

was alive and would not allow him to cross the river. Once he reached 

the opposite bank, he heard a scream of eerie familiarity, it was his

sister Inaho broken and bloody from her painful fall from the mountains

peak and angry her plan had failed so now she was stuck in the land of

Makai in her shrill voice she called to him "Kuraaaamaaaa!!! Help me!!

Don't you even care what happens to your older sister?! Would you 

really leave me here?!" Though saddened by the fact his sister was

trapped here he knew he could stop for nothing and she was already

dead there was nothing to do for her. Drowning out her cries as best he

could he moved on wishing that Kuja had not chosen such a horrid

place as a testing ground. When he finally reached the gates to the

palace he came across the fierce bishounen Sesshamaru quickly 

feeding him three pokey, he was allowed to enter. Once inside Kurama 

found Hotaru had set a banquet in his honor, but he ate nothing, only

giving the box to a young girl with royal purple eyes whom he knew

simply by the presence she brought that she was Hotaru Queen of the

Dead. As he waited for her to return he could still here the cries of his

sister, and the heated argument she was engaging in with Rude, it 

so caught his attention it only seemed like moments before the Queen 

returned smiling warmly and pressing the box back into his hands.

Makeing sure he thanked Hotaru for her kindness, Kurama began his

journey back. He fed Sesshamaru his pokey, and as he reached the 

riverbank he caught sight of Inaho being thrown far away into the

river by a now pissed beyond reason Rude, who upon catching sight of

Kurama resumed his monotone _expression and coolly took the other  

coin from his lips.That was the last time Kurama ever saw Inaho again,

and he did not dwell on it as he crossed the river and scrabbled up

the rocky path again. Soon with great joy he stepped back into the light 

of the living. Happy that his last and most difficult task was over he  

started back towards Kuja's temple. As he walked looking at the box,

he wondered if Kuja would really miss a little knowledge, "Perhaps I

should just take some of it so I won't make the same mistake of

mistrusting Kujaku again." it seemed like a good idea at the time,

anxiously he opened it hoping Kuja would not find him and punish him  

but when he looked inside it was empty of wisdom it only contained the 

sleep of the dead. Kurama suddenly felt very drowsy the world around

him blurred and he fell to the ground unconscious.Back at Kuja's temple  

Kuja was simply delirious with happiness, finally that disgusting pretty 

boy had gone down all thanks to his own genius, "Like I would need any

more brilliance than I have right now!! Hah! score one for meeeee!!!"

Kujaku on the other hand felt his own immortal heart stop at the moment

Kurama fell, now that the three tasks were completed he was free of

Kuja's power and flew to his side. "Kurama...don't you dare leave me

like this" he murmured grasping a cold and unnaturally pale hand in his

"It wasn't supposed to be this way.. I know I should of had more faith in

you but...I...Gods I'm so sorry Kurama..." it was not often Gods gave into

blatant displays of their emotions possibly excepting Kuja, but the pain 

of losing his first and only true love was more than enough to rip 

Kujaku's boundaries away and leave him exposed and heartbroken.

Admist his mourning he noticed a slight condensation on Kurama's

eyelids, his pain slightly diminished by curiosity he looked closer

realization dawning on him the cure to Kurama's predicament. Wiping

the droplets away Kujaku carefully let them fall back into the box and

closed the lid tightly. A warm glowing feeling filled him as he saw color

slowly flood back into Kurama's cheeks and breathe once again stirred

in him.Taking the once frigid hand in his Kujaku woke him with a kiss

emerald eyes locking into amethyst, Kurama could hardly believe the

sight that greeted him, his husband leaned over him a smile that

betrayed his thoughts settled on his mouth. "Morning sleepy head, have

a good one?" Kurama glared slightly that he could make light of such

a trying ordeal but before he could form single word of retort Kujaku's

lips were on his again gently coaxing them open, to which after a

moment of stubbornness Kurama willingly responded, when they broke

broke for air Kurama was the first to speak  "Please forgive me Kujaku,

you were right about my sisters, I should have listened to you." to

which Kujaku responded "Its my fault really I shouldn't of had such little

trust in you dear one, please... return with me to Olympus, there

judgments are not based on how only if the love itself is real, do say

you will " smiling up at him Kurama gave his consent, at that wasting

no time to get as far away from his fathers influence as possible

Kujaku took to the air holding his sweetheart close and flew straight

to Olympus. Suzaku the grandfather of all Gods was pleased

that Kujaku had chosen so well in a mate and promptly summoned the

whole court to witness their eternal binding, he presented Kurama with 

a cup of ambrosia saying "Drink this child and become immortal, may 

your souls be one" Kurama gratefully did so, feeling a brief period

of elation as his mortality left him and as proof of the deed silver wings

sprouted from his shoulder blades, thus marking him as one of the

divine assembly. For rest of time Kurama and Kujaku lived blissfully

in each others company wanting nothing more of the world. But

what of Kuja you say? Well, let this be a lesson to little priss pots if

you're a bitch to life, life's gonna be a bitch to you, shortly after

Kurama's initiation Kuja received the box he had used to try and seal

his fate, of course it didn't really occur to him the harm of opening a

box that held the sleep of the dead until he already had and although it

did not make him a vegetable it gave him a horrible case of the

wrinkles which to this very day he hasn't ironed out. Oh well so sad too

bad buh' bye!!                              END!!!


Yeek...that took longer than expected, Gawd i hope it came out ok
mm..feh...whatever happens, happens. oh yeah following this there will be a short listing of minor characters, nothing really importent but i have
an obessive habit not leaving out details, till next time ciao' baby.

Oracle of Clef: Oracle of Apollo

Hayate: Zephyrus the west wind

Rude: Charon the ferryman of the dead

Hotaru: Proserpine Queen of the dead

Sesshamaru: Cerberus guardian of the underworld

Suzaku: Jupiter Father of all Gods

Chocobos: Golden Sheep

Moogles: Sparrows