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Sesshomaru: Do I have to be in here? At least, this chapter?

Ny: Yes you do so quiet your complaining and let the people read the story.. ok?

Sesshomaru: mumbles something under breath

Ny: That's better and read! Oh yea! This all takes place in the Feudal Era.. almost forgot that....

Chapter One: It Begins

'Run. One single word and it could only mean so much. It also seems to get your mind going. I've been doing that for the past couple of years. Running. Another word, similar to run also gets your mind going. I too, have been doing this for a couple of years, and soon again in years to come. Run and running, so similar yet different at the same time.'

I looked out my open-stoned window, looking down the four-stories, upon the bustling court below. I see two females, huddled together, talking about something, or even somebody. I could hear what they were saying, very faintly though.

"Have you seen that Augustine Marie d'Salseul lately?"

I turn and look away, almost disgusted in their greedy curisoty. I hear another female voice.

"No, but I hear she's staying at the Butcher's house. That girl, she seems to come and go as she pleases! It's as though she believes somebody, or something is looking for her."

I roll my eyes, more disgusted than ever.

"That's crazy talk now Mary." The first woman exclaimed. I turned back to look out the window again at this Mary and other woman.

"Now, only children talk crazy talk Vanessa." Mary returned.

"Alas, you're only 11; therefore, you are a child." Vanessa, too replied.

I laughed silently to myself. I was older than this Mary. Though, only by 3 years. Yes, I'm 14 years old. Turning back to my desk, I looked down at my diary. I stared at the first word, 'Run'. I hear somebody right outside my door. Panicking, I place my diary in the bottom drawer of my desk. My "soon-to-be-husband" walks in. I raise my golden-amber eyes to meet his stern gray eyes. I stand up, staying close to my desk. I bow my head.

"Hello Lucas. Lovely weather today, is it not?" I ask nervously to the 20 year old.

"Phah! If you want to call it that. Now," his eyes softened up as he saw me shaking a bit in fright, "how are you doing? Everything going fine?" I sigh in relief.

"I'm doing well I guess. I guess everything is going fine. It's not peachy though and I'd rather not talk about it." I simply stated. I raised my eyes and watched as Lucas shifted his weight. Being only 20, he was in typically good health. I thought to myself, 'he got a haircut.' From being at chin length, it is now eye-brow height short. His hair, oh, his hair is a beautiful golden brown. Beneath his straight, eye-brow height hair cut laid a pair of eyes that are most precise in feelings. His eyes are a gray color, most always stern unless he or a loved one gets hurt. True, whenever he was in deep thought, or pondering a puzzle his eyes go soft the too. Nose and eyes are in between small and medium size. His lips too, are between small and medium sizes. His face is smooth, no beard or mustache. Just smooth to make him look like a 15 year old, though, alas, he's not. He has a strong body structure and also, he is tall, yet short. He is about and a half taller than I. As usual, he is wearing one of his many "royal cloaks. Yes, Lucas is part prince I guess you could say. But, he is my prince. True, he's not a full prince, but he sure acts like one. After all, he does have a castle, court (the court is big!), and a lot of money.

Lucas stared warmly back to me. He held my gaze. Looking at my peach-colored skin, he saw something different about it. Sure, my eyes were still the medium golden-amber as before. Along with my small nose and lips. He walked over to me and brushed my elbow-length autumn brown hair away from my face. As he did so, he brushed my chilled cheek.

"You need to leave for a couple of minutes." I said finally breaking the silence. Lucas made a pouty face.

"Why?" he whined. I glared at him. "If you haven't noticed, I still need to change! Now... OUT! I'll tell you when you can come back in!" I say harshly. Lucas turns and walks out, closing the door as he leaves. Sighing, I walk over to my bureau and grabbed a new set of clothes. I take my clothes and I go to my bathroom. I get undressed and quickly change into my long, floor-length ruby-black skirt and matching top. I pull my hair back with a deep red ribbon. I giggled as I look into the mirror. I walk out and heard Lucas knocking.

"Come in!" I yell and sat down on my bed. I pointed my hand at the door and heard a click, I left my hand hanging there, puzzled.

"I would come in if the door was unlocked!" Lucas yelled. I blinked and turned my hand like I was standing there to unlock it. It popped open. My eyes widened as Lucas walked in. He looked at me confused. I slowly put my hand down and Lucas backed back into the hallway, turned and left. I stayed seated on my bed.

Half way across the country, a lord, child and toad looking thing (A/N: I forgot what he is! . ) are walking across a valley to get to the lord's castle.

end

Ny: See! That wasn't even that much! Quit complaining... Just for that... I might have Inu come in.

Sesshomaru: death glare and pulls Tokijin and points it at Ny's throat

Ny: Ekk! Ok, I'll take a poll all in favor of seeing Inu in here, click the red button. All in favor who don't... well don't click any button then.

Sesshomaru: actually smiles a bit Fine by me.

Ny: Whoa! You DO have emotions!

Hope you all like chapter one! Please, pretty please! Review!

Nysoku