"Ohime-sama, it's time for you to wake up!", a black haired maid yells as she forcefully pulls the covers off. "GET UP!"

"Ehh, what is it? Momo why are you waking me up so early, I can't even smell breakfast yet, and I was having the most pleasant dream…", the princess complained, she looked at her maid for a moment and pondered; she then started, " Nee , Momo, have you ever had dreams where you felt like they continued, or maybe dreams that follow with an odd Déjà vu effect? Or sometime, when you're dreaming it seems more real then…"

"Ohime-sama, what are you talking about? Is this one of your cons to get out of your meeting today? You know you're almost 18, the ripe age of marriage, when you marry that man you'll be able to be queen!" Momo's eyes filled with pride, for she had been the princess's caretaker since young. " You're chest is filled, and your scent has the power to lure ships off their course of sea. But you better not try to run away again, our country can't afford to lose our precious ruler."

"I am most definitely NOT something a country should be proud of, well not now at least. Plus whom are we meeting with today? I thought the council wanted to choose that morbid prince. Well he was not exactly bad looking per say, but his face was simply depressing." Orihime said. She began to turn red, after realizing the harsh words she had just lain upon the conversation.

"Nothing's set in stone, hurry now, let me help you get dressed! Up we go princess, off with that dress!" The maid then began to proceed onto undressing the princess and then dressing her in a lacy white dress that was tight at the chest to show off her assets.

On the way down Orihime trotted down, shocked to see a familiar silhouette she quickly ran towards the figure, much her surprise it was exactly the person she had been longing to meet, Ishida Uryuu; who was engaged nose first in a book. Uryuu had finally returned from his studies abroad mastering in archery, tailoring, and other humanistic. The princess ran towards the pale male, greeting him with a small bow, and then proceeding to lunge at him causing him to fall.

"It's been a while, how are you Ohime-sama?" The gentle male began. His pretty features soften into a smile, for the princess had always made him feel extraordinary.

"I'm really glad you asked Ishida-kun, actually I've been wanting tor talk to you for a while, but I didn't want to write about it in my letters. Actually, speaking of letters, you forgot to reply to the majority of the ones I sent you, but I'll forgive you since there's something important. It's about those dreams again; I feel as if I'm falling off of a tower and that boy, he's trying to save me. He's speaking to me, but I don't hear any sounds, he smiles; I lose track and somehow when I can feel again I am falling down the tower, and the boy, he's crying." Inoue's cheeks blush as remembers the boy's features.

"That is a curious case, it seems I can't help you, for you have really gone mad. Now you'll never be able to marry." Ishida teases as his lips curve into a smile.

"I agree, I can't sleep without dreaming and I can't dream of any dreams unrelated to my old ones. It seems like a cycle, actually, I can't even recall that man's face. He's important though, I can feel it, and I feel as if he really wanted to help. It's a feeling so great my heart…" Orihime looks down onto her hands, her small shaky hands. Then her body begins to tremble, and tiny drops begin to invade her eyes, quickly sliding off onto her cheeks. The distressed princess then pleads, "Ishida-kun, I want to run away, please help me-"

"Hold up baka-hime, I really couldn't even if I wanted to! I shall be wed in a few weeks, I specifically came today to invite you to my wedding and say goodbye for I will be moving with my wife into a small estate abroad. You're allowed to visit, but not live among us." Ishida's voice shows a hint of pain, as he looks into the eyes of the woman he was once in great love with. She was a princess, he had always known she would never reciprocate any feelings, but she would never know his feelings. It was only for the best.

"So when did you want to tell me, ISHIDA-kun." Orihime was hurt, she always imagined Ishida being something like her dad or brother, she didn't want to share him with his new bride, but she knew she would not share him; he would no longer be a part of her life.

"I was going to tell you now, that's exactly why I came here today. Inoue you and I both know I am lucky if I find someone. In this day an age, I am not a princess like you, the clock is not going to stop for me." Ishida replied quite sassily. "Anyhow, please make it to my wedding, you'll love my wife, she's quite adorable." He then proceeded to trot off towards the shooting range.

"OHIME-SAMA YOU ARE NOT ALLOWED TO JUST RUN OFF AND FRANTIZE WITH STRANGERS!" Momo scolded angrily. She then grabbed Orihime's tiny wrists and dragged her to the marriage meeting. Luckily, Orihime was in a state of shock and confusion, her mind so preoccupied that all she could do was follow her maid.

"OH MY SHE'S MORE ADORABLE THAN YOU DESCRIBED!" an excited man said. He was the king of Getsunokuni, a kingdom blessed by the moon spirit.

"It is a great pleasure to meet you too." Orihime said politely, "but can you excuse me, I'm feeling a bit light headed, I'm going to get some fresh air outside. Please help yourself to whatever you find, and if you need any assistance call for Momo." The petite princess rushed towards the door, hoping she'd be able to escape as all the guards and maids were in the castle. Sadly her solitude was destroyed with a pair of bickering lovers, or so she'd assume.

'A princess must not eavesdrop', she though, 'but what if these people are a party of my country, then it is my duty to help them; yep that's right Orihime, you're not eavesdropping you're simply assessing the damage.' The princess snuck behind a wall and crouched into a bush directly across of the lovers.

"Look, I only see you as a friend, you're like my little brother, I really haven't looked at you in any other light." The girl said firmly. "I don't want people to misunderstand, so stop calling me out."

"I HAVE LOVED YOU SINCE FOREVER AGO, WHY CAN'T YOU UNDERSTAND THIS IS MY LAST CHANCE! WHY DO YOU NOT TAKE ME SERIOUSLY?" The boy shouted, his face flushed with anger.

"YOU SHOULD MEET YOUR BRIDE, AND GIVE UP ON ME, I DON'T LOVE YOU. PLEASE JUST STOP, DO NOT COME LOOKING FOR ME." The girl shouted in return as she ran off leaving the poor boy in tears.

The nosy princess who had eavesdropped on the duo's conversation quickly went to comfort the weeping boy. She jumped out of the bush and ran towards the crying man, sadly he did not notice until she pulled out a gold trimmed handkerchief and offered it to the mysterious man.

"Take it." She said softly.

He reached for the handkerchief but refused to lift his head for he was embarrassed to face the girl with his teary eyed look.

"Sorry, I know you probably did not want that to be seen by others, and you do not want me to see your crying face. I have a request will you hear me out? I want you to kidnap me, please." She pleaded.

Eep reuploaded this story with some changes. Wow I did not notice all the mistakes I had on the previous one! But I plan to make this story a bit more on the mature side so that's just a heads up. Also you're feed back, and opinions are always welcomed!

Rina~