Um...Jane x Dirk story. First time for Dirk, second for Jane, so if any mistakes are there, please let me know, and I'll attend to them. BTW, this story is based of princess/prince times. So guess what? Jane's the princess. Dirk would make a lovely prince because he definitely has the heart to be one. Get it? ...Eh, whatever.

I sit on my chair, next to my mother, as the personal chefs prepare our meal. I rest my chin on the palm of my hand and think back to this morning when I snuck out of the palace.

I got dressed in some of my most normal clothes and wore a hoodie over my head, so the guards wouldn't see me. I climbed over the walls of the palace and walked down the streets of our kingdom, in awe of the design my mother thought up.

Many people littered the confusing streets with rather annoying hurry. I accidentally bumped into someone while I was traveling down one of said streets, making both of us fall on our rears. The person threatened me with such force, it made me become trapped in place. The man advanced on me slowly, making me even more scared. Right before he hit me, a figure rushed in front of me, blocking his assault.

"Move, boy! This girl made me fall!" The boy refused to move as he told him,

"That is no reason to hurt an innocent female, mister. Accidents happen from time to time, now please move on and continue your day." The man grumbled and followed directions, quickly shuffling past. The boy helped me up and told me,

"Are you okay, little lady?" I nodded, keeping my identity hidden from him.

"I should be fine. It's nothing of major concern, thank you." Just then, a sharp pain slashed across my arm, making me hold it tightly. The boy frowned, probably upset that I lied about my arm. He then tugs me through the crowd, to someplace.

We soon stop at an abandoned household, and he pulls me inside. I have to admit, it made me a bit nervous, considering what Mother told me about what happens outside the palace walls, though I trusted this commoner. He sat me down on a chair, and rushed somewhere. He soon came back with a first aid kit.

He sat down next to me, opening up the kit.

"Thank you." I whispered to him, making him stop. "For earlier. Thank you." He grins.

"No problem. I don't mind." He continues with the kit, and after a short time, he starts to roll up my left sleeve, making me jump. He stops.

"Is something wrong?" He asks, resulting in me shaking my head. He continues and finds a nasty cut on my forearm, bleeding heavily. He begins to work on it like Mistress Rose, the palace medic, does. After about five minutes, he ends his work and it's completely covered.

"Some blood seeped through your jacket. I can wash it for you if you want." Reluctantly, I take off the grey jacket and hand it to the male.

He stops moving towards another room and looks at my face. I look down at my feet, in order to not be discovered. Though, the male was persistent on figuring it out. After like not even 2 minutes, he tilted my head up with his hand, forcing me to look up.

"I knew you looked familiar. You look like the princess." I take a hard swallow.

"Ah-um-yea, I do. Don't I?" I nervously laughed, making him raise an eyebrow. He simply walks into another room with your jacket-

A hand waves in front of my face jerking me back to reality. My mother, Condense Crocker, frowns at me.

"Dear, you haven't touched your food at all since it's arrival." She points to our kingdom's delicacy, La Anonyme Fleur. "You seem distracted today, Jane. Is something wrong?" I shake my head, smiling like the idiot I am.

"No, Mother. I'm simply not very hungry today. Please excuse me to entrance to my bedroom." You walk through the hall as you drift back into the lovely memory of the boy.

He returns from the other room and sits down next to me once again. Silence burns holes in me as he fiddles with a sword of his. So, I finally asked,

"Mister?" He turns his attention towards me. "May I ask your name?"

He smiles softly. "Dirk Strider. You?" I hesitate before answering softly,

"Jane Crocker..." He leans in. "Excuse me?"

I try to swallow, but that'd take an act of court. "Jane Crocker." His eyes widen.

"Princess Jane?" I nod slowly, then tell him,

"Though, I ask don't call me that today. I'm out of the castle today, and I'm a normal person, aren't I?" I smile, making him chuckle.

"It's takes more than that to be a normal person, Princess." I frown at him.

"I thought I said not to call me that, Dirk." He apologizes to me.

"I'm sorry. Just a habit." I smile brightly to him.

"My mother is holding a ball on Saturday. If you want to come..." A slight blush jumps onto my face as I continue. "I could give you a pass. Though, you'll have to dress formally."

He sighs, returning to his sword. "I don't have the appropriate clothing for the ball, sorry, Jane." An idea just then came to me.

"Why don't you come to the palace Friday afternoon, Dirk?" He gives me a look like I'm crazy. "I'm serious! I'll have the guards admit you, and I'll have Auntie Kanaya make some clothes for you!" He looks away.

"I don't want to waste any of your time, Jane." I shake my head.

"You aren't wasting it! You're making it worthwhile, Dirk!" He smirks at me as I realize what he actually heard. He heard,

"You're worthwhile, Dirk." I blush heavily, then stammer.

"U-Uh, is my jacket done? I must return to the castle before Mother notices I'm gone." He nods and hands my jacket to me.

"Wait-but how-when did you get this?" He laughs.

"I've had it for awhile. I just wanted to hang out with you a bit more." I start walking towards the doorway that we entered from when Dirk halts me.

"No, not that way. You'll get noticed by the guards. Follow me."

And, now here I am, waiting for his arrival. A button buzzes and Mother's tone rings out.

"Dear, someone's at the castle gates. He said you asked him to come." I hop up and giggle girlishly.

"Okay, Mother~. I'm coming." I run down to the gates and Dirk's waiting there. He grins as the guards let him in.

"I'm going to hate shopping after this, aren't I?"

First out of two. Look forward to next one when idea comes. :P