Sorry if my story is kind of weird...I'm kind of new at this whole fanfiction stuff. So I'm sorry if my story sucks.;;
Summary:
Kaoru is the Princess of the Northern Land of Japan, and Kenshin is the prince of the Eastern Land of Japan. But what happens when Kaoru is forced to marry someone she doesn't even know, and Kenshin has to choose a women to marry within his parent's choice. They run away from home and they meet at a lake late at night and as they go on a journey together they start to fall in love. Are they meant to be together? Is this faith? Will their parents allow them to be together? Find Out!!!
I was forced to...
She was riding on her white horse, running away from home. She could hear her heart pounding with fear, anger, and sadness. Her eyes have brimmed with tears and were flooding down her cheeks like a stream of water that was connected to the big, open oceans.
CH 1. –The BeginningKaoru was a princess with a caring heart. She would always help around the castle even though there were enough servants around to do the work.
She was in her room brushing her hair while the light from the sun was shining in her face. As she finished brushing her hair she went to her tall, classic closet to choose her outfit for the day. Then there was a knock. "Come in." One of her servant, Sakura had come in. Sakura was a servant of Kaoru but she was also her best friend, since Kaoru couldn't go out of the castle's gates. "Good morning Lady Kaoru." "Good morning Sakura, is there something you need?" asked Kaoru. "Your mother and father are waiting for your acquaintance in the South Chamber." answered Sakura. "Do you know why?" questioned Kaoru "No, they haven't told me anything...they have only told me they would like to have breakfast with you today." Kaoru smiled as she told Sakura to let her father and mother know she will be there shortly. As Sakura left the room Kaoru was choosing an outfit to wear. She then spotted the perfect kimono. It was a sky blue dress with pink sakura blossoms on the bottom and had a gold strip around her waist. She then wore matching earrings and necklace that she got on her 13th birthday.
As she got out of her room, the servants would bow to her and greet her. When Kaoru reached the South Chamber her mother had greeted her. The table was filled with bread, eggs, milk and other delicious breakfast type foods. As Kaoru sat down her father had started to speak.
"Kaoru, your mother and I have been discussing some situations about you." Kaoru didn't like the sound of this and asked, "situation? What kind of situations?" "Well you see Kaoru..." her mother started to speak. "Soon you'll be turning 17 and we believe its time that you're sent to the right man." Kaoru got startled and had a bad feeling about this. "Sent to the right man? What are you talking about?" "We're talking about a marriage Kaoru." Her father answered. At that moment it seemed like time had stopped for Kaoru. She couldn't believe her eyes. "Marriage? But I'm only 17...Mother don't you think you're rushing with this? I mean MARRIAGE?" Her mother had nothing to say. "Kaoru your mother and I are not gonna be with you forever and we cannot just leave you without letting you get married to the right man to pass down our heritage." Her father answered.
"But there isn't anyone I love as of yet...how can I get married if there isn't anyone I love?" asked Kaoru. "We have already found you a mate." Answered her father. "Y...y...y...you have?" "He is the prince of the Western Lands of Japan. He is a very fine gentlemen and he is the only one I can trust to take care of you Kaoru." Answered her mother. "Mother you can't do this to me...I'm not ready yet. Please mother...I don't wanna marry this early." Pleaded Kaoru. "I'm sorry Kaoru, I really am but its now or never, the marriage have already been planned...its gonna be in a week." Answered her mother with sadness in her eyes as she saw the look in her daughter's eyes. "IT'S NOT FAIR!!!!" as Kaoru screamed burying her face in her hands while running to her room. She had laid on her bed burying her face on her pillow thinking of what just happened.
