AN: Imagine that a voice of an old-man was reading this. It creates a more fairytale-like effect. Lol. :)

Somewhere along the coastlines of Eastern Japan, in a small village named Kamakura, there lived a beautiful young maiden named Kaioh Michiru. So beautiful in fact, that she was the envy of all women, and the desire of all men. She had curly aquamarine hair, created perfectly to frame her pretty face. She also had porcelain like skin, and was bestowed with such talent with the arts that people believed that she was a daughter of the goddess Benten herself.

Because of her well-famed beauty, men from all over the world flocked to Kamakura to ask for Michiru's hand. Her stepmother, a greedy one, almost sold her to the wealthiest merchant in Japan, but luckily, her father, Kento, uncovered the evil plan and decided to take matters into his own hands.

He wrote a will, a testament that said: 'On the 18th birthday of my dear daughter Michiru, a test shall be held to determine the one fated for her. A test of wits, strength, and power. Men from all walks of life, whether he is prince, a trader, a lowly farmer, or even a slave, would gather to battle out each other until one is left standing. And that one would be the luckiest man, for he will be the one who would be betrothed to my daughter.'

Little Michiru, who by that time was only eight years of age, could only nod in approval for she didn't understand yet what predicament his father had put her through. But she should not worry, for the goddess Benten, has plans for her...and the one fated for her.

Weeks passed by and the news spread like fire. Everyone was ecstatic about who would be perfect Michiru's future husband. But alas, long before the fated day came, Michiru's parents died in an accident. She was left alone with her newly born sister, Hotaru. Together, they lived in a small dojo that they inherited from their parents.

And since the accident, no one has ever mentioned Kento's will again. All seemed to have forgotten that pact. Until one day, hundreds of men, of all forms and sizes, gathered in the center of Kamakura. After ten years, their desire could no longer wait. Princes, nobles, traders, and even slaves, brandished their own choice of weapons. They fear nothing, not even death, because the price to be won was the hand of the most beautiful woman in the world.

Today is a special day. The day the gods have long been awaiting for.

For today marks the 18th birthday of Kaioh Michiru.

Author's Notes:

Here is the controversial "plagiarized" fic of RaiTenshi.
Sue me, Rai, I plagiarized your fic! LMAO.

Just kidding…I had the permission of RaiTenshi...:)

References:

Benten is the sea goddess of music, fine arts and good fortune, according to the Japanese mythology.
Around 1192, Yorimoto Minamoto, a samurai known throughout history, created the very first consolidated samurai government in the town of Kamakura. He reigned over the many samurai clans scattered throughout the country. Today, Kamakura has been transformed into an exclusive residential area valued for its historical remains, temples and shrines.

Disclaimer:

Haruka, Michiru, and the rest of the BSSM gang belong to Naoko Takeuchi. I'm just borrowing them for a little while.
While the Japanese people own their goddess and Kamakura. :)