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Vacation Leave	By : Eristia Category: +S through Z > Tales of the Abyss Views: 3902 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Tales of the Abyss. It belongs to Bandai-Namco Games and I do not make money from writing this story.

Chapter List
- 1-Day 1
- 2-Day 2
- 3-Day 3
- 4-Day 4
- 5-Day 5
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This is my first ever fanfiction to be submitted in this site! :D

Okay, so like most people, I love Luke x Tear, but I noticed that this site totally lacked Asch x Natalia, and with the help of a friend, I managed to write this piece of fanfiction. Originally, this was supposed to be a one shot, but because it won’t be good if I rush the sexual tension and all, I decided to make this a seven chaptered series. Please enjoy! I apologize in advance if my writing is not to your liking. It has been a year since I have properly written one, so I may be a bit rusty…

Spoilers for those who haven’t finished the game!

Again, this is an Asch x Natalia fanfiction, but written in the AU setting wherein Duke Fabre have twin boys for sons (Asch and Luke), the real Natalia is dead and Meryl Oakland (the Natalia in the game) is alive and is the servant of House Fabre.

With that said, enjoy and leave reviews for me. I love getting these. :D

Vacation Leave

Day 1

Viscount fon Fabre, commonly known as Asch fon Fabre, was not a happy man right now. Any other noble who would be in his place may have been happy, but not he.

As the heir to the throne of Kimlasca, he had been brought up to be familiar with the system of the country he was to rule one day. Obsessed with making things right, at the tender age of ten, he studied harder than anyone his age ever did. His father, Duke Fabre, was happy with this, but became concerned when his son, now seventeen years old, showed no sign of taking a break.

Alarmed, his mother had gently asked her son to go on a small vacation and let his brother take over for the meantime.

The young man declined.

Scared that his son would die from overwork, Duke Fabre forced his son to go on vacation in Choral Castle in the Malkuth Empire. In no time at all, he had sent his son off to the vacation home. To make sure he would be able to relax, he had sent along the family servant Meryl Oakland to watch over him.

Meryl Oakland was a blonde, olive-green eyed young woman just a year older than the Viscount. Her mother is currently the Queen’s lady-in-waiting and as soon as Meryl had learned to talk and walk, her mother began to train her as a maid for House Fabre. While she was growing up, she had served as the ‘big sister’ to the Fabre twins, namely Asch and Luke. Now that they were teenagers, Meryl had to distance herself from the two nobles, though Luke still treated her like a sibling.

Asch, on the other hand, treated her with cold indifference. She was a servant, after all, and not someone who was from the upper class.

“We’re in Malkuth territory now, Viscount Fabre.” Meryl announced as soon as the ship had docked in port.

“I can see that.” He answered back sarcastically.

She rolled her eyes in reply and spoke as if he did not interrupt her. “Would you be so kind as to step out of the room so we may be able to reach the castle before lunch?”

“Do not be sarcastic towards me, Meryl Oakland.” He was trying to keep his temper in check. If Duke Fabre had not been his father… well, he was seeing red right now.

Asch was very angry.

Why did his Father have to force him to do such?!

He did NOT need a vacation!

She crossed her arms. “Are you going to disembark or not? I am under orders to force you to Choral Castle, whatever it takes.”

“… Then make me.” At this, he stood up from his seat.

She gladly took up the challenge.

Meryl rushed behind him at once and tried to tackle him towards the door of his room. Because he anticipated it, he steeled himself not to be thrown forward. Meryl, on the other hand, winced in pain as she felt her breasts get squish, though she ignored it. What was important was that he would be able to get off the ship, thus proving him wrong. She pushed and pushed against his hard frame, using her whole body to try her luck and push the young noble out of his room.

As she pushed and pushed, she failed to notice that Asch fon Fabre was a bit red on the face.

Meryl was, after all, a woman now, and not the playmate he used to know. She was a woman who had breasts, and not a flat chest, which kids have. Hell, even if she were a petanko, he would certainly feel some lumps on his back…

Oh Lorelei, I’m lusting over the maid.

He certainly forgot that Meryl grew up.

Asch reminded himself that he was much too busy with work than to take notice of women around him, particularly those nobles whom he termed as ‘high class whores’. Even the family maid who is living with them for years, he failed to notice how she had become a ‘woman’.

Apparently, there were some things hidden under House Fabre’s standard maid uniforms…

He wanted to feel her more.

The red head suddenly wanted to rip her maid uniform right now and see the changes that had gone through her body, even if it means using his authority against her. Damn her, but she was teasing him with her antics. Who in their right mind would press their breasts against a grown man anyway?

Meryl thought it was seemingly innocent, but Asch thought otherwise.

The Viscount was much too occupied with his thoughts to remind himself that he should stand his ground. Instead, Meryl had tackled him to the ground and down he went to the floor. He grunted in pain as soon as his lower half hit the ground, for his already erect manhood had forcefully come in contact with the floor. Despite the pain, he was thankful for the distraction. At least he wouldn’t be able to have some lusty thoughts about the maid, and the erection died down.

“Oh no…” he heard her whisper while he was getting up. Before the blonde servant could apologize sincerely for once for what she did, the noble looked back in her direction and gave his trademark glare that always worked wonders on those who got on his nerves. It always worked effectively on his twin, who always had this look of fear in his face whenever Asch would get annoyed with him and his antics.

To his shock and annoyance, the maid merely raised an eyebrow. “As much as I want to apologize right now because I knew it was my fault, I am taking back the apology. I guess it is not worth the time and effort for me to say ‘sorry’ to someone who will just glare at me.”

How the hell did that happen?!

How could some maid be able to ignore that piercing glare?!

Absurd.

“Come on now, the carriage awaits.” She told him as she pulled him by the collar of his attire. He was currently dressed in a navy blue long-sleeved coat with tailcoats. On the front of the said attire was piping design that was colored silver. A red sash from his right shoulder reached the left side of his waist where he always placed his sword, though the weapon was currently stored in the Fabre Manor. He wore white pants and over the pants were navy blue colored boots.

“Don’t drag me!” for someone who barely reached his chin, Meryl was able to pull him out of the room.

“Whatever. Just doing my job.”

He had to admit, the maid sure was eager to get his ass to the castle. She had managed to drag him to the carriage and even pushed him inside. Satisfied that he was not anymore resisting her, she sat across him, a triumphant smirk plastered on her face.

At the back of his mind, he knew she was going to pay for being so bossy…

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As soon as he stepped inside the summer home of the family, all the maids who were stationed there were lined up in two straight lines along the red carpet in the entrance and bowed as low as they could when he passed by them. Meryl walked not on the red carpet, but behind her fellow maids as she made her way to the kitchen. “Viscount Fabre, what would you like to have for lunch?”

“No octopus.” He dreadfully remembered the time when the maids had accidently cooked him takoyaki, or the octopus snack shaped in balls. He got so angry over it that he turned as red as his hair. If it weren’t for his mother, Asch would’ve fired them all on the spot for incompetence.

“Got it. I’ll prepare some chicken teriyaki then.” She said before disappearing to the kitchen.

… How the hell did she know that he loved chicken more than anything else?

But then again, it was the only food that he liked.

He had to wait for half an hour for lunch to be served, for Meryl had taken her time to prepare a full-course meal. His appetizer was miso soup, followed by the main course of chicken teriyaki and finally, a mango cake that he did not know of, but it was delicious.

Meryl is a good cook, he noted.

After lunch, his usual routine would consist of going back to the library and read all materials concerning the Kingdom, but because his father had wanted him to relax, the library in the Castle was locked by the servants. The key was with Meryl, and it was safely tucked inside her maid uniform. The only way for him to get it was to either rip the dress apart or he could ask for it nicely. The former would cause a scandal, and there was no way in hell would she give it to him, even if he would prostate himself before her.

Frustrated that he was wasting time instead of learning, he decided that he would get out of this hellhole, no matter what.

Before he could plan anything, someone had knocked on his door. “Enter.”

In came the annoying blonde maid sent by his father. “Would you like to go for a swim?” she asked in a pleasant tone.

“No.”

“Oh, why not? You’re deadly pale, and you need to see some sunshine!”

“Don’t tell me what to do…” he wanted her to leave so he could plan his escape.

“Oh, come on! It’ll be fun!” she said. “Don’t worry, I won’t let you drown in the beach. I’m an excellent swimmer!”

“… Shut up.”

Several minutes later, he was clad in his black swimming briefs and wadding in the shallow parts of the water. Meryl stood near the water, still wearing House Fabre’s maid uniform, though she had removed her boots and red stockings. She was watching over her ‘boy’ as he awkwardly tried to swim by himself.

“Having fun?”

“… No. I’m all alone.” He glared at her.

She chuckled. “Shall I ask His Grace to send Luke to Choral Castle as well?” it was a known fact in the Manor that the two did not take a liking towards each other as they grew. True, when they were children, the twins were inseparable, but as they reached their teenage years, Asch had isolated himself from his twin. Luke had tried his best to get the ‘old Asch’ back in his brother, only to be scowled and glared at. Disappointed with his failure, he turned to their childhood friend instead.

Now that Asch was on vacation, maybe she could get the two to spend some time together.

“No.” to her surprise, the red head suddenly got out of the water.

Oh Lorelei, she was going to nosebleed.

How could some deskbound man like him be so… muscular? Yulia-forbid, he was wearing swimming briefs, and not those long shorts that young men prefer these days. It was black, like the tips of his long hair, and…

Meryl wondered if she was dying from blood loss already. Her mind could not seem to process the fact that Asch fon Fabre was one sexy man. Already, she was getting wet between her legs just imagining him doing all the erotic stuff he could possibly do to her.

“Why don’t you join me…?” without warning, he grabbed hold of her waist and made a mad dash for the beach. The blonde girl was screaming on the top of her lungs for him to put her down and when he threw her in the water, she screamed a profanity at him before making a huge splash, literally.

When she resurfaced, she glared at him. “How dare you…!” as Meryl made her way towards him, she suddenly sank a bit. “Woah…!”

“You should take off your uniform.” He told her bluntly.

A blush crept up to her face. “E-excuse me?! In front of you?!”

He shrugged, a smirk tugging at his lips. “If you want to sink that badly again, they don’t take it off.” All he had wanted was for her to take the uniform off so he could grab the key hanging on her neck (he could clearly see the outline of the key underneath the uniform) and run back to the Castle, ignoring the fact that he was wearing swimming briefs and probably be startling the maids. Now that he thought about it…

Him and Meryl were alone in the beach, and if she removes her uniform…

Oh god, he could feel himself getting tight. Thank the cool waters; at least it was helping him fight the urge…

He blinked when she heeded his advice and began to strip the black and red dress as best as she could in her wet state.

Oh god.

Asch waited for her to reveal her bra and panties before him, but was mildly surprise when he saw that she was not wearing those. Instead, she wore a bathing suit, and it was not the conservative type. It was rather… bold.

And very, very erotic.

Meryl Oakland wore a simple white bikini that had no straps for the top, while the bottom was holding on to her hips with the use of light sea green ribbons. She looked nice in it, but what made Asch’s mouth drop was the fact that he could clearly see her pink nipples darting through her bathing suit. And, god help him, he could make out a strip of her nether region hair. Did she wax just for this, he wondered…

‘Why the hell am I thinking of those?!’

One thing that momentarily distracted him from his perverted thoughts was the library key hanging between her breasts. Just as he was about to grab it from her, he had mistakenly hit her left breast, making her moan. Mistaking it for pain, he immediately panicked and decided to cover up for his blunder. “Oh, sorry. I thought I noticed a… uh, sea creature climbing up your… chest.” He finished lamely.

What he did not know was that she moaned in pleasure. “I-it’s nothing… I’m fine…” she replied hastily.

“Are you hurt anywhere?”

“Uh… m-my left breast…”

“Got it.”

Asch immediately pulled down her bikini top and began massaging her left breast. Meryl bit her lower lip to contain her moans, but abandoned the thought when he suddenly used his free hand to rub his fingers between her legs. He felt heat, despite the fact that the water was cold, and he knew that she was very horny. Testing this, he pressed harder, causing her to squeal. Satisfied, he started pulling her towards the shallow part wherein the water reached their knees. At this, he pushed aside her panties and began rubbing a finger against her moist slit, causing her to grab unto his shoulders and moan in the lowest voice she could possibly muster, given her current state.

“Go on. We’re the only ones here, Meryl.” He coaxed her and continued his task, though he was rubbing harder and faster. It would not be long before she orgasmed. Immediately, he brought his come-soaked fingers to his mouth to taste her and lick his fingers clean. The blonde girl before him was still grabbing on to him, panting.

“… I think I might like this forced leave.” He told her. Started by what he said, she immediately let go of him and stared at his emerald green eyes.

“Better watch out, Meryl Oakland. You might want to keep yourself safe until we head back to Baticul.
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