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Summary: Husky is tired of constantly being called a girl. And when I say constantly, I mean all the time! With his powder pale skin and silver-sapphire eyes, he's always mistaken for a young beauty from a distance. And from up close, too! Husky hates this more than anything in the whole wide world! Anything!

Well, there is one thing he hates more than being called a girl…Being broke! When Husky and the gang split up in a quiet city to solve their financial problems, his blue hair and delicate eyes catches the attention of four very prestigious young boys. The boys jump the gun and believe they found the love of their lives, and are willing to send for every expensive gift over him. But before he bashes them senseless into the ground, Husky thinks it would be nice to see how this 'beauty' asks a rich cat for a few things…

~Chapter 1~

"I can't believe you, Cooro!"

3 children and an adult teen were standing on a road leading to a small yet beautiful city down the path. The early morning sunshine was beaming down on the small city at the top of the group of hills. It was the beginning of springtime around there, as new grass and fresh flowers began to bloom around the travelers. Even with the beautiful meadow and heavenly spring aromas surround them, the children were anything but relaxed.

A black haired Native American dressed boy was moving backwards, hand up defensively as a silver-blue haired male waved a long rod at him. The remaining two members, a blonde little girl and a dark-gray haired teenager, were watching from the distance. The little girl was worried that the boys might kill off each other, but the teenager was eyeing a butterfly fluttering over his head.

The silver haired boy was shooting daggers through his eyes at his poor, defenseless victim. "What in heaven's name possessed you to use up all of our money…ON A BET?!?"

"But Huskyyy," whined the dark-haired boy, "the man at the track said that his racing horse was the best there was. I've seen how many people have made money off of that, and I thought I should've given it a shot."

"But did you have to use up all of our money! Every single cent, Cooro?" Husky pulls out a small brown pouch from his pocket. He turns it over in one hand, but nothing falls out of it except dust. "There was so much gold in this bag! Now it's as empty as our stomachs! Or your head."

Cooro backed away a little more. "Little Donny looked like he was a winner."

"Little Donny won all right, but you bet on a horse called Little Danny. He could barely hobble to the finish line because he just got his foot reattached!"

Cooro thought about this for a minute. "Ooh, so that's why I didn't receive any money! Ha-ha!"

WHAM!!!

The next thing everyone knew, Cooro was unconscious on the ground as the girl held back Husky, who was threatening to beat Cooro in the head again. The teen broke from his trance and, rolling his eyes, walked over to examine Cooro's enormous lump.

"Let me go, Nana!" Husky was flailing as she held him from behind. "I'm not done giving Cooro his daily beating! Bet all of our hard-earned money, will you!"

"Husky, stop!" Nana continues to cling onto Husky's back as he swings the rod skillfully over his head.

"Don't stop me, girly!"

"Husky!"

Nana quickly lets go of Husky's back and rushes in front of him. Husky looks away from Cooro and gazes into Nana's eyes. Her large, dark green eyes stare mournfully into his. There appears to be a tear forming in one of them. Husky couldn't help but stare.

"Please don't hurt Cooro anymore, Husky." Nana stares at Husky sadly. "He didn't mean to, I'm sure he didn't. Please don't hurt him anymore. Please?" Nana said as she blinks back a tear.

Husky was shocked that Nana would care so much over him. As he stared at her, Husky's rage slowly diminished and he lowers the rod in his hand. He grumbles loudly and turns his head. "Alright, I get it. Geez, enough with the puppy eyes! How do you girls do that?"

Nana giggles and rushes to Cooro's aid, which was still unconscious. "It's all a part of how you present yourself, Husky," She turns to the teen. "Senri, is Cooro going to be okay? That was an awfully big bump he's got there."Senri looks at Nana, and slowly shakes his head no. Suddenly, Cooro moans groggily and was able to sit up, shaking and dizzy from the impact. "Cooro! Are you okay? Say something!"

Cooro moans some more and stands up again. "Did somebody get the number on that car that hit me? Owwww."

Nana signs and walks over to Husky. "He's fine. As fine as normal would call it, anyways"

"Whatever." Husky stares at the glittery city in the distance. He blinks back because of its shine off of the morning sunrise. There must be tons of jewels there. Maybe we should take a closer look. He turns back to his troublesome teammates. "Listen up! Here's the deal! Up on those hills is Bvouka Heights, a small city known for its rich agriculture and natural gem mines. We'll split up once we get to the city gates to look for work. At the highest hill is Bvouka Heights' famous gemstone museum. We'll meet there at sunset, and look for an inn to spend the night. Any questions?!?"

All three of them raise one hand each, like students to a professor. Husky winces out of fear of what he has to answer. "Okay…Nana?"

"How do you know so much about that city, Husky?" Nana said.

Husky sweats over his answer, trying his best not to sound nervous. I can't tell them that I've only heard of this place and its museum through stories I've heard from the palace! They'll think I'm some kind of mindless hermit! "Um, uh, I've been here before when, uh, the circus I worked for came to perform at this city. I snuck out one night to see the city for myself, 'cuz I heart it was so famous for…something."

Nana giggles. "Oh, okay. I was just wondering because-"

"Cooro! What's your question?"

Nana huffs at Husky's interruption as Cooro step forward. "Oh, Husky! Husky! What's there in the big city to eat?"

"Whatever you can find, knave!" Husky gently bumps Cooro on the head with his rod. "Last question. Senri!"

Everyone eyes Senri as he removes a small pouch from around his waist. He opens it and turns it over, but nothing comes out. "Medicine." He states calmly.

"We're out of medicine again? There should be a pharmacy or something in the city. We have to get jobs and earn money first, because of somebody's careless spending!"

Nana jumped up, face red with embarrassment. "Husky! You're the meanest person in the world! I do not spend my money carelessly! Who did you think bought and made all those spring clothes for everyone! Huh!"

Husky rolls his eyes. "Calm down, Nana. I was talking about Cooro."

"…Oh. Um, sorry." Nana shrinks back, even more embarrassed because of her behavior. Without another word, Husky turns around and starts up the road to Bvouka Heights. Nana and Cooro quickly follow close behind, but the trio quickly stops when they realize something. Something important.

"Senri!" The children shout.

Senri quickly turns away from another butterfly that was conveniently hovering over his head. He runs up the hill to his young friends, as the butterfly flutters to a nearby blooming tree. As the butterfly nests on a branch, a young man with long black hair pops his head gingerly from behind the trunk, followed by a small brown puppy nipping at his heels. They thought they heard shouts coming from around here, but when boy and dog finally got to the path where the noise came from, the team was already leaving. The boy stares at the four travelers in the distance going up the road, and eyeing one particular visitor from the group.

"Wow! She's beautiful, Marcel! I can barely see her from behind this tree, b-b-but I can tell she's absolutely gorgeous!" Marcel barks a couple of times at the boy, then at the road towards the city. The boy looks at the loud little dog, as if he can understand Marcel's every word. "Yeah. I know I just saw her from a distance, but look! She's heading towards my hometown! I can finally meet her! Whoever she is!"

"Arf! Bark-bark-ark-arf-arf-arf!" Marcel barks at his tipsy owner even more, and the boy picks him up and cradles Marcel in his arms. "Calm down, boy! This will be my chance to impress my friends by asking a real cutie out! It would be impossible to miss her beautiful hair from the crowd! I bet she's a princess, or the daughter of a fashion performer! Wow!"

The boy rushes from behind the trees and runs towards the city, avoiding the path so that he can beat the visitors to the front gate. All the way, he was imagining what sort of girl his new crush might be. Is she smart? Courageous? Will she like him? "Don't get me wrong, Marcel. The other one was cute, too!"

"Arf!"

"You know. The little girl with the long, blonde hair and pretty dress. But she didn't have matching blue hair and eyes, or skin as white as milk! Wow!"

"Bark! Bark!"

"Yeah! A real looker! I wonder what her name is. Wowwww!" The boy hurries towards the city, the puppy yipping non-stop in his arms. All the while, he was imagining how he would make a good first impression to his soon-to-be date.

*And that's Chapter 1! Please be patient for the next chapter. And don't forget to write me back!