Author's Note

Hey guys! This is going to be my first fanfic, so I'll try my best! By the way, I might make a ton of people REALLY OOC, so you are warned. (There's an OC!) Plus, this takes place in an AU. I also plan to update every few days, but hey, who knows if I sidetrack. I could make historical mistakes, and I might totally contradict a lot of historical statements, but please forgive me! I may not be a good writer, so please don't hate on my grammar mistakes. I also accept criticism, but nothing too... Hateful. (That might make no sense)

Disclaimer: I don't own any of these characters or games or series or whatever.

Well, onto the story!

Prologue

A little girl wandered in her own little village, that was full of the poor, and full of the weak. The young girl's name was Hiroka. Somehow, the village pulled together and managed to protect the vulnerable village. She had been walking to a secret school, a school that taught her about basic things, such as math or art. Since Hiroka's family was poor due to the fact that she went to school, she had to wear rags that were sewn to create one large rag, which she wore. And her long silky hair swung around.

Now, upon tripping on this rag, she headed straight for the ground, and certainly tumbled a couple feet away from the tripping spot. Holding her head in pain, she heard a quiet, small, and shaky voice emanate from an alleyway.

"Why are you here?" the voice spoke softly, drawing Hiroka towards the alleyway and voice, "Are you here to bully me? To make fun of my body, something that I was born with?"

Now, Hiroka carefully stepped around the corner, only to see a young boy huddled in the corner, hugging his knees, crying, and his auburn hair sticking to his face. Since Hiroka was a very soft-hearted person, without another thought she ran over to comfort the boy. She hugged the little boy, surprising him, and to a certain extent, embarrassing him too.

"What are you-" but instead of the little boy finishing his statement, the younger one began to ask a ton of questions. "Are you alright? Why are you here? Where is your family?" Astounded by Hiroka's carelessness for talking to random strangers, he thought for a second then said, "Umm, yeah... I'm alright, I'm here because I was chased, and I'm supposed to go to school, but I never do." Hiroka, despite her girly and wimpy look, she was very capable of taking it all in.

"Well, that's really sad... Is that why I've never seen you at school before? Because you're always bullied and you choose not to go for that reason as well?" Hiroka said, figuring out everything right from the get-go.

"Wow. You intrigue me... My name's Sakichi Ishida." He said, with his heart lifted, and began to rise to leave.

"And my name's Hiroka Cho! Maybe we'll see each other sometime!" After they left the little alleyway, they waved, and they went their separate ways.

After a few days, Sakichi finally felt like he was ready to go to school. Plus, he promised Hiroka too; he couldn't let her down. However, he bumped into a huge boy, who was at least twice his size.

"Oh, look at what the cat dragged in," the brute said, picking up Sakichi by his hair, "A little boy who believes that he's the greatest by saying a bunch of words," then his gang began to appear behind him, a sign that told Sakichi that he wasn't going to get out of this mess. "Hey guys, do you think that this boy deserves a beating?" he wanted to escape... But... He had promised. He didn't want to see her disappointed.

After going through a tremendously painful beating, he struggled through the pain to arrive at the school tent, catching attention of several students due to the reason that his clothes were ripped by the boys and bloodied by the wounds he had sustained. The teacher was the first to speak up.

"Sakichi! How dare you play with the bad boys of this town!"

"B-but-"

"No buts! You are a bad boy, and how dare you-"

"Wait!" Hiroka interrupted. "It wasn't his fault! I-I saw everything! I was too scared to move, and... Please, just forgive him!" Sakichi was so astonished by Hiroka's statement, because if she really did see, he would notice the stares from her.

"Alright. But, since you did see his "accident", you have to take care of him," she said, leading Sakichi towards Hiroka. Sakichi was so weakened by the accident, he tripped, however, he was extremely lucky because Hiroka caught him in her arms, causing the young boy's cheek to slowly turn pink.

"Umm, thank you..." But his cheeks turned a brighter pink by all of the awws that surrounded them.

By taking care of Sakichi, the two had a chance to bond and become friends, and even after the injuries had healed, the two became the best of friends. Some say that Sakichi could have had a crush on Hiroka, but the two ignored all.

Their happiness and friendship was soon to end, because Hiroka was kidnapped by a group of strange looking men. It was a rainy dark night.

"Hiroka!" Sakichi reached for Hiroka, seeing that the girl was being taken away by mysterious men. "Hiroka, Hiroka!" He cried and cried, he tried to fight the men, but instead he was only punched and kicked, gaining a scar on his right, and left all alone in the mud.

Losing his best friend, he cried and cried on hours on end, until he grew up and forgets all about that fateful night...

Yay! Done the prologue! Fun fact: Did you know I call chapters "chappies"? Kind of weird, I know. Anyway, who is Sakichi? Well, if you don't know, read on! If you notice any mistakes, do tell! Please, read and leave reviews! Criticism and suggestions will be happily accepted!