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When We Were Young. [Frank N’ Furter/OC] (Chapter 1)

♡ A/N: Hi everyone! I'm back with more writing. How exciting! Now this is a bit more drawn out because it's multi-chaptered! I actually started writing this back in October but I only posted it on AO3. I just wanted to write a really romantic story with a character that is the least bit romantic lol. I was inspired whenever I was reading through the script for Revenge of The Old Queen and I enjoyed the gothic aesthetic of Transylvania, the idea of Frank actually being a Prince and other tidbits and soon brainstormed a few HC's and suddenly a original character appeared (like always lol.) I have so much more to say but I'll save it for the next chapter notes. I’ll more than likely post the next chapter tomorrow. Please read and enjoy! -Persie♡

♡ Story Synopsis: RHPS A/U. In order to keep the royal Transylvanian bloodline intact, Prince Frank is betrothed to the daughter of a Transylvanian socialite on his 13th birthday. However, when she comes to see visit him during his mission on Earth after three years, she found that everything is not as it seems. This story is an exploration into the memories of young romance, passion, betrayal, jealousy and forgiveness. Some events have been changed for the sake of storytelling. ♡

♡ Chapter Word Count: 1,216 ♡

♡ Contains: No warnings really. Just Kid Frank being well, being Kid Frank♡

Chapter 1: under the ivory moon.

Black eyes stared out at the oily black liquid hitting the shore, black shoes burying deep into the iron sand. The sound of muffled rejoicing and shouts of joy filled the air, cries of hedonistic delight and mania was nothing new to the little girl’s ears. It was fairly common in Transylvania but today was a special event. It was the Prince’s 12th birthday today and a fairly raucous celebration was ongoing in the palace and on every sprawling road of the planet. She had decided to wander away after eating most of the candy hors d’oeuvres from one of the platters so she would not get reprimanded. The young girl tugged at her glove, carefully climbing to perch herself on a tombstone shaped rock. She delicately played with a jagged piece of a blood red ruby that she found upon the rock. It glistened in the moonlight, reflecting the twinkling into her dark eyes. She smiled as she tucked into her pocket, feeling her pocket immediately become heavy from the weight of it. She looked down and let out a small gasp when the brightness of a diamond caught her eyes, the oily sea brushing over it before revealing the glimmering jewel once more. She carefully climbed down from the rock, her Transylvanian black heeled shoes scraping against the rock. She reached her hand out to pick up the lovely little gem from the sand. She brushed the ebony specks from its glittering face with a smile. The viscous black liquid of the shore wrapped around the top of her shoes, making her lift her foot out of the dripping goo. She sneered lightly, shaking her leg to try to get the rest of the sludge off. “That’s not yours…,” a voice sounded, making the girl look up in surprise. She held the gem to her chest as she studied the boy curiously, gently flipping against her throbbing heart. She immediately recognized the boy as Prince Frank, who had wandered away from his party as well. He was a few inches taller than her, his unruly hair rising from his head like a curly halo, striking green eyes and a wide mouth that was always set with an arrogant smile. She immediately bowed, still holding tight the diamond that she had found. The boy watched her bow, studying her with an almost blank gaze. Her curtain of glossy black waves covering her face as she lowered her head. He reached out to poke the top of her head, making her wide almond eyes look up at him in attention. “Your Highness…,” she spoke quietly, shifting on her feet as she stared at him meekly.

“Commoners aren’t supposed to have diamonds…,” he said, reaching out to snatch the diamond from the girl’s small palms. The girl instinctively reached for it again, much to Frank’s surprise only for him to tuck it in his back pocket. His velvet roquelaure cloak waving slightly with his movement, giving her a mischievous smile. The young girl was slightly was surprised at how wide his mouth was, his whole face seeming to turn up with his grin. Frank giggled when she let out a little sigh of defeat, knowing that she could not fight him for it. Frank pondered if he should give it back to her or not, studying her closely. She seemed to be near his age, a little younger. Her eyes were as black as the Transylvanian sea, mute and beautiful. To his surprise, her clothes radiated with funereal opulence with the black lace ruffle blouse with puffed shoulders and sheer sleeves with a leather belt looped into her waist high pants. The silver buckle of her belt glistening with the Transylvanian emblem in the moonlight. Silk mid arm-length gloves gracing her small, doll hands that nervously moved to straighten the wrinkles in her pants, her small heels digging into the sand. “What’s your name?” Frank asked after a beat, making the girl give him a soft, polite smile.

“Lovenza Lise,” she replied, making Frank giggle again. Lovenza frowned slightly at the sound of it, tucking a thick tress of hair behind her ear. “That’s such a boring name! I mean, really did your parents even try?” he remarked, making Lovenza frown even more. Her heels dug into the sand as if she were trying to root herself, the ruby in her pocket seemed to weigh her down even more.

“It is not!” she blurted before she could stop herself, making the prince regard her in playful amusement and wonder. A big grin spread across his small face in recognition as he studied her face, snickering at the pout on her face.

“I know you. You are the daughter of the Count Lise, aren’t you? He is always at the palace, having tea with Mother,” he stated, matter-of-factly. “Mother speaks highly of him all of the time…,” he trailed off, untucking the diamond from his pocket to hold in his gloved hand.

Lovenza was immediately reminded of the image of her father; tall and stately of a slim frame dressed in thigh-high boots, dark gloves, and a form-fitted tuxedo. Lovenza gave a short nod in confirmation, clasping her hands behind her.

“May I have the gem back, Your Highness?” she asked, changing the subject to the diamond that he was holding gently in his hand. “Why? You know it is against Transylvanian law for the subjects to have diamonds and pearls,” he stated, his pompous accent lacing his words. Lovenza began to silently wonder why he was there, so far away from his own birthday celebration but before she could ask him why, he interrupted her thoughts.

“I’ll give it back to you if you really want them. I have no use for them, honestly,” he drawled lazily, as he held the diamond in his hand. “But you’ll have to kiss me first…,” Lovenza drew back in surprise, watching an impish smile form on Frank’s face followed by a giggle. She studied his expression, waiting for him to say that he was joking about what he said only for him to remain wordless and patient waiting for his request to be fulfilled.

“Like…a kiss on the lips?” she asked innocently, glancing around almost nervously and Frank nodded urgently, a glitter sparking in his green eyes. Lovenza hesitated, wringing her gloved hands together. Was she even allowed to do something like this? He was the prince; he had not been betrothed as of yet, but she knew that it would be announced on his next birthday for sure. Frank waited patiently; his eyes become half-lidded as he watched her space out in thought. He finally decided to lean in to give her a peck on the lips, catching her in surprise. She kissed him back automatically, her face becoming hot from embarrassment.

Frank gave a satisfied giggle, tossing the sparkling diamond up for her to catch. Lovenza cupped her hands out to catch the precious gem in her hands and immediately shoved it into her pocket.

“After you, my lady,” he said with a theatrical bow, gesturing for them to go back to the festivities. Lovenza eyed him for a moment with a blush before walking towards the joyous noises of the celebration with a beaming Frank following behind.

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