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In the land called Ningen, where humans and other creatures lived in peace, ruled the most handsome prince, Prince Shuichi. He and his mother gave mercy to the people who did wrong, they gave money to the people who could not work, and treated everyone equally.

Though there were still classes of people. The nobles: upperclass people who barely worked and had money, lots of it. And the poor: who worked almost all the time and yet had no money.

Up in one of the highest rooms in the castle, Prince Shuichi was trying on a new outfit. It was a dark scarlet red collared shirt that had matching pants and shoes. There was an overcoat with a rose insignia on the left breast, the whole assembly of colors really brought out his eyes.

"See how handsome you look Shuichi," Kurama was standing in front of a mirror; he was dressed in a new garment that his mother, Queen Shiori, had given him for his 18th birthday. "Now you can find yourself a nice girl and get married. Then you'll be king, just like your father." She stepped in front of him and straightened his collar. "You really do look handsome."

Kurama smiled slightly. He was going to be king soon once he found a bride. These cloths that his mother got him are an early birthday present; she thought he could go out in them and meet a nice girl. And of course there would be a party on his birthday. Everyone in the land was welcome, well mostly everyone… Allright, anyone who had money and could afford to look nice, very nice, was invited.

The party would be held a week from now.

A couple days later and a couple more days till the party Kurama had changed into some less expensive looking cloths for he wanted to take his horse out for a ride. He wanted time to think about the party and how he was going to choose a young girl for his bride.

Dressed in some lazily fitting dark pants and a brown shirt with long sleeves also lousy fitting Kurama mounted his horse. He quickly ran the horse threw his manor; he had done this so many times before, so he wanted something new.

He road to the far side of the outskirts of his castle where a small group of people were huddled in a tight circle. There was a forest to his right and the people to his left: Kurama got down from his horse, tied to reins to a tree branch, and walked over to see what everyone was looking at.

There were two people fighting in the middle and everyone watched. One of the people had short brown hair and was apparently an experience fighter; he kicked high at the other mans head but the man block it with his forearm. Second man was obviously a better expert in martial arts.

The second man was now on the offensive. He had a mess of black hair and wore faded black pants; Kurama saw that his shirt was expelled on the side. The man, for seeming really young, had a very good build. His tone chest and arms moved quickly and swiftly as he punched at the first man.

Once in the chest, once in the side, and then a hard blow to the head: knocking the first man down in the dirt Kurama was extremely entertained by the second dark haired man. "My money, you said if I beat you, you'd give me the money."

He had a smirk on his face that was extremely intriguing to Shuichi. He wanted to learn more about this dark haired man; he had never seen him before.

The man on the ground pulled some money out of his pocket and threw it at the black haired mans feet. "Here," and he lay back down in the dirt.

"Anyone else want to fight me?"

Kurama, not even knowing what he was doing himself, stepped forward. Some of the people saw him do so and decided to stay and watch. The prince let himself inside the circle and bent down by the man who was knocked in the head.

"Are you alright?" asked Prince Shuichi. The man nodded. Kurama helped him up and walked him to a tree to sit against then he turned back to the black haired man. "Why did you do that to him?" asked Kurama, even though the answer was semi-obvious.

"Hn. Its not of your business," said the man. Sweat was dripping from his forehead and down his face. The liquid on his chest made the mussels look like they were glimmering in the sunset.

What a beautiful picture, thought Kurama. Shuichi shook his head, trying to think of a reply.

"I'm sorry, but it is," said Kurama, trying to choose his words wisely. The truth was, it is his business. It is his kingdom and he should know what goes on in it. "You see, I am Pri-" Shuichi suddenly thought better of saying he was the prince. With his choice of ridding cloths, you would never know he was royalty.

The dark haired man just stood, after a moment of looking at Shuichi, and then he let his gaze fall. He picked up his shirt and then started to walk away towards the woods. "Wait," ordered Kurama. "What is your name?"

"Again, none of your business," Shuichi stood his ground and looked into the mans eyes. They were oddly crimson red, very interesting, thought Kurama. "Are you going to fight me," asked the man, wondering why he was still standing there.

Kurama thought, and then nodded once again.

The man smiled wide, "if I win then you pay me all the money you have."

Kurama always kept some money on him; he was truly smiling on the inside. He nodded and advanced. "What if I win," he asked the shorter man.

The man shrugged, "Pick something."

Kurama thought for several moments. What could this man possibly have that Kurama did not already? He didn't want anything really, except to get that know the man better. "How about your name," asked Shuichi.

Dark and sweaty, he nodded. "Ready?"

OOOOOO I love it! I really want to have them fight.. and they will! next chapter!

-Jen

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