Prince Charming

Day after day it's the same routine. Swim around... sit around... eat... swim... sit... swim... eat... Yes I am a frog. Is this my destiny forever? To wallow in these waters of this shallow pond, feeding on insects and burrying myself in muck to cool down? Whatever happened to my throne? I was a great ruler! Powerful. I did what I had to do, whether the common people saw it as cruel was their problem. The country was safe- and I was prosperus. If it weren't for that spiteful witch I would not have been degraded to mud and water... flies!

However there is one thing that manages to please me on days like this. On days when the sun is bright, and hot I enjoy the company of a delightfully plesant nobel boy.

He must be staying at my castle as the Duke holds my place on the throne. Perhaps he is related to one of my imperial advisors? Ah, whoever he is kin with- he is absolutely delectable. Sweet, innocent... happy...

And may I say that he has the most delicious ass ever? I love when he bends down to touch the pond water needless to say.

He's so gentle and carefull with everything he does. I find myslef wishing that those agile, gentle fingers where grasping ME in place of the water-lilies stem.

Ah, but what will it take to get him to notice me? For sure he is the one to break this spell on me, to free me from this watery-slimmy confinement. Althou for once, Lord Uchiha of the Western provinces- will be the one who needs saving.

Here he comes now. Look at how beautiful he is! I wonder if he realizes how feminen he is? Though he is wearing a middle to higher class male suite, I can't help but [icture him in the garmets of a lady.

Women have never suited my fancy- ever since I was younger I have always prefered a toss with one of the stable boys than a nobel women Brother Itachi inroduces me to. Part of me believes he does this to annoy me. The last thing I want at one of our royale parties is a pair of talking breasts hanging onto my arm. Besides- I have my suspicions Deidara and Sasori (Itachi's Advisors) have woken up in his sheets more than once. Perhaps Itachi goes down to the kitchens late not for a snack, but for a sampling of the Chef Kisame.

Mm, but now my focus will belong solely to this blonde enchanter infront of me. Perhaps I should describe him to you? Yes? Your eagerness amuses me.

I would fore-mostly like to mention his hair, chin length golden tresses- spiked naturally (with a- "I just had the most WILD sex of my life- and geuss who bottomed?" look.) They look soft and healthy, bright and loud. It would be such a high contrast next to my inky black hair, I have this odd desire to see our hair overlapping on a pillowcase. Perhaps in my chambers?

Look at those hands! Tan- gorgeus- gentle hands... Golden brown like the rest of him, like an expensive bronze silk. I would love to see just how natural that tan is...

His eyes are probably his most exotic and captivating feature though- deep blue. Like staring into one of my mothers saphire gem necklaces. Swallowing, deep.

Speaking of swallowing...

Those lips are a brownish pink, thinner than most womens- but definately lacking alot of masculine qualities. Seeing that tounge of his dart out to swipe across them, before hiding away in that mouth...

But alas- I have spent my time with him chatting mindlessly with you! He has left now! Next time I will not be as careless.

Now Go! And hope he will return tomarow! For if he doesn't...

Tomarow will be the day I talk to him, yes, I can talk. I refrain though, most of the time. What would the village do if they where to hear of a talking frog in the forests pond?

Farewell. Come tomarow if that is what you wish, but do not disturb me this time.

AN: Read and Review please! <3 Thi story will be EDITED as soon as my spell check starts to work.