A/n: This is the rewritten version of Sleeping Beauty Ft. Kanda. I rewrote it cause it was shitty. (Actually knew its shittiness from the second I uploaded it to FanFic). So yeah, there are some changes, obviously. I just learned the nature of fanfic readers. They like to fave more than review. I feel hurt. *sits at a corner in agony*

Please review or I will cry blood out of my eye sockets. And also do the polls on my page.

Disclaimer: The human who writes this fic does not own DGM.

Chapter 1

Have you ever thought of a fairytale version of your life? Be it a mixture of snow white or sleeping beauty or Rapunzel or the movie Andulasia. Has something close to that happened to you before?

If yes, how did it go? Just as perfectly as you imagined or dreamed?

Well, I have one to tell.

Once upon a time, there lived a prince named Kanda Yuu. His father was King Tiedoll of the Tiedoll Kingdom, the King's younger brother was Sir Bak Chan and there was the Black Order organization that assists the King in ruling the Kingdom.

Kanda, at that time was 10 years old. He lived a very calming yet prosperous life with no worries to think about, until, the King suddenly decided to move him to another part of the Kingdom, called the Exor District. The reasons are unknown as the King did not say why.

During that time, a little boy of age 8 years old had no home for him to go as the orphanage he once lived in was sold and changed into an expensive clothing boutique by a certain Earl. But he was a lucky child, for he met a long haired, red-headed man who took him in as his disciple. Together with his new master, the boy embarked on a journey.

The little boy's name was Allen Walker.

5 years later

"Umm, so, where are we going this time, Master?" Allen asked as he carried his master's heavy suitcase, walking right behind his Master.

"Would cha stop callin' me Master, brat?" he said in an irritated tone. "Call me Professor or Dr. Cross Marian, fool."

"How about I call you Mr. Womanizer? Fits you well, jerk," Allen muttered.

"What's that you said, brat?" Cross asked, crushing the cigar that he smoked earlier.

"Uh, nothing, my dear lovely Master!" Allen quickly replied, faking a smile. "Ssoo, where are we going next?"

"To the Exor District," Cross replied lazily, taking out another cigar from his pocket.

"What? But I thought the Exor District is the Head Quarters of The Black Order Organization. What's there to do?" Allen asked, raising an eye brow.

"I'm gonna let them train you as a high-skilled body guard and I ain't got any money to take care of dirt like you. So yeah, tata brat."

"W-What?!"

Before Allen could turn around and grab his Master's collar, Cross grabbed on one of the poles of a carriage that was passing by and escaped with it.

In a certain distance, not far away from Allen, he waved and said," Think on the bright side, brat. You get paid a lot. You'd be stinkin' rich. No, wait, I forgot, I wrote that the account of money will go into my pocket. Oh, lucky me! Ahahahahahahah!!"

"YOU BLOODY F*CKING BASTARD!"

"Work hard to get those debts paid why don't cha. One day, you'll be thanking me for this and for the wonderful experience ya gonna get."

"BLOODY ASSHOLED JERK! YOU SOLD ME OUT! And I thought you were finally gonna teach me real kung fu and stuffs yourself but you did nothing but gave me debts to pay for the last five years!"

"Tough luck, kid."

With those last words, he disappeared from sight along with the carriage, leaving Allen standing right in front of huge entrance to the Exor District.

Allen's Point of view

"Owh, what a great guardian he is, that jerk!! Arghhh!! This is making me feel frustrated. Now what?" I asked myself, as I kicked a rock on the road.

I had no choice but to join in this Black Order Organization as one of the men who were guarding the entrance approached me, asking me if I am Allen Walker.

"Sir, are you Allen Walker?"

"Umm, yes. Yes, I am."

"Do you have your pass or any documents saying that you got accepted from the Black Order?"

"Umm, ah… To be honest, I don't know. My master had left me nothing. Except this suitcase," I explained as I showed them the suitcase.

They opened and rummaged through it until they found this paper.

I just noticed. The things in Master's suitcase weren't his. If it were his, those things would be wine, wine, wine, cigar, cigar, cigar, money, money, money and some woman's bra or underwear. Inside it was my belongings. All of them were clean clothes that I hanged this morning and they seem to be in a state dirtied by mud and torn apart. Owh, you're so kind, Master. Thanks a bunch. He must've let some dog rip it apart. Now, what am I gonna wear tomorrow?

"Ah, you can go in. Please be careful on your way to the HQ," the man noted me with a smile.

I wasn't sure what he meant by 'being careful' on my way to the HQ, at first, but I thought that he was being nice.

But, now, I know. If I had known what he meant by 'being careful' by means of me being chased by leopards, a grizzly bear and get attacked by monkeys and almost died of hunger in a thick forest that I have to go through in order to get into the HQ, I would've pretty much NOT join the Black Order and get some work like cleaning people's shoes on the streets in some village nearby. At least, I won't die of being stuffed with unpeeled bananas in my mouth by monkeys.

Owh Master, I can't help but feel thankful for this so-called wonderful experience I just had. How can I repay you? Oh, wait. I'm paying your ridiculously large amount of debts that you should pay by the money you earned but instead you decided to leave me with these debts of yours and go around playing with some women and drink expensive wine.

Oh, what a lucky boy I am.

Finally, I reached the HQ after suffering so much in the forest. If I not, I would've became Tarzan if I fail to find the HQ. Urgh, the pain. I'm so exhausted and hungry. I don't know if I can continue walking anymore. The giant door is just right in front me. Just a bit further…

Then, a glimmer of hope came, 2 men came to me as the giant door opened and helped me stand up, carried my suitcase, showed me to my room and showed me to this humongous café where I can order up anything I want.

Oh, God. Thank you for such wonderful food. I love you so much that I would read the bible everywhere, even when I'm in the toilet!! Okay, I admit that is quite rude, weird, disgusting and over but what I'm saying is that I'm really grateful in way that I described myself in word that I want to repay God by doing something religious. So please readers, do not get any wrong idea or get angry with me. I hope you all understand.

Now, back to the main story.

After eating, I thought of taking a walk and have a look around. Who knows I might get lost in the future if I don't recognize the new surroundings around me. I walked out of the café area and went straight into the training field. It was wide and seems to be full with equipments used to train people like a punching bag or something like that.

I was enjoying the moments I observed the field until I heard a voice saying," Move, aside! Move aside! Move aside! Move aside!"

I was standing in front of a wall. I didn't bother myself with the voice as it sounded from a distant place far from me. And so I thought that it must have belonged to someone else out there, scolding a trainee.

But I was proved wrong as the voice seems to be getting clearer, nearer and louder. I turned around to find myself almost got sliced into two by a sword. Luckily I ducked down in time.

I fumed up and was ready to blast one hell of a lecture and foul language to that arse responsible for this but the anger fade away as I saw a pretty Japanese girl whose long jet-black hair was fluttering in beauty, wearing a Japanese Hakama right in front of me.

"Che," murmured the girl, making an irritated expression on her face as she wipe the sweat on her forehead away. I just stood there, dumbfounded.

She was the one who almost killed me but who is she, I wonder?

To be continued…

A/n: Please review or I will cry blood out of my eye sockets. And I made the first chapter slightly short. I'll promise you all that it'll be longer in chapter 2. FYI, I'm very bad at choosing the genre for this fic.