A/N I got this idea from an otome game called 'Shall We Date?: Ninja Love' for iPhone. It's really fun and you should try it! ^^

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon in any way or form.

Chapter 1

Ninja Love

March 14, 1581

"Be careful May!" my grandfather called out to me as I slipped out the door, basket of food in my hands. I sighed. It's much too early for him to be awake. He really needs to stop worrying about me so much. I guess that's just how he is, being the head chief priest of Twinleaf. "I will! I'm just going to feed the Eevees!" I called back to him. The Eevees weren't mine, they're all strays. A whole family of them. I found them near the temple, and decided to take care of the for a bit. I saw him give a little nod of approval, then turn to go back inside the house.

As I came to the temple, I saw a man standing by the doorway. With a sword. I immediately became suspicious, for I had never seen this man before in my little village. And because, you know, he had a sword. I quickly hid behind the wall when he looked my way, but he saw me. I didn't move when he walked up to me, nor when he spoke to me.

"Miss? Are you alright? You look quite scared," he spoke in a slightly worried tone.

"Yes, I'm fine." He didn't seem dangerous, but looks aren't everything.

"May I ask what's in the basket you're holding?" he questioned, motioning towards my basket.

"It's just some food I was going to feed the strays."

"May I have a little bit of it?"

I was surprised, to say the least. Why would he want some of my food?

"Uh, sure," I said uncertainly. Why the hell did I just do that? What is wrong with me!

"Thank you very much, miss," he thanked me, tearing off a fairly large piece of bread. He walked away, eating it as he walked. Well, okay? This guy sure was strange.

As I walked inside the temple, all the little Eevees came running up to me, eagerly awaiting their food. They looked up at me with their big eyes and pawed at the ground with the furry paws. They were so cute! I took out the ripped loaf of bread and placed it on the floor.

"I'm sorry guys, there isn't a lot today. A...guy took some of it," I apologized to them. They didn't seem to mind that there was less, they just hungrily ate it, crawling over each other. I don't think they were listening to me. Ah, I feel loved. Note the sarcasm. They were so cute though, I couldn't be angry with them.

"See you all later," I said while I walked out the temple. I decided to go back to my little cottage, since there wasn't much for me to do now. I started to walk back home.

It was about dusk when I returned. As I walked up the front steps, I heard two muffled voices inside my house. That's strange, my grandfather and I are the only ones who live here. I pressed myself to the door so I could hear. Mind you, I'm not eavesdropping, I'm just secretly listening to their conversation. Anyway, I heard their voices clearer. I could distinguish my father's, but the other voice was definitely not one I recognized.

"I don't think it's a good idea," my grandfather protested.

"Please, she'll be fine. We are trained warriors," the other voice said. Wait a second, what? Who's this 'she'? And trained warriors? What now?

Suddenly, the door flung open. And smacked me in the face. With a yelp, I fell backwards into the bushes. Ugh, I can feel a bruise on my head already. Lovely.

"Oh my Arceus, are you alright, Miss? I am so sorry!" Two concerned brown eyes looked down at me. There was also a hand, offering to help me up.

"Yes, I'm fine, just a little bruised." I took his hand and pulled myself up. "May I ask why you were in my house?"

He cocked an eyebrow. "Your house?" Then he turned to my grandfather. "Is this her?" he asked, pointing to me.

"Yes, that's, May." They were talking about me?

The man turned back to me. "Hello, May, I'm Ash!" He held out his hand for me to shake. I took it and shook it. "I'm here to take you to the Hoen region!" he told me. Hmm, Hoen. I've never been there, since I live in Sinnoh right now and it's very far away. I heard it's really nice there. I've always wanted to go someda- Wait. He's taking me there? Why!?

"Why are you taking me there?" I asked, worried. "What's going on?" I looked at my grandfather, who was nervously fidgeting with his fingers and looking at the ground. He knows something. I stared at him until he finally looked at me.

He sighed, "I guess it can't be helped. I knew I was going to have to tell you sometime, May. Come inside." He motioned for Ash and I to come inside. We glanced at each other before going in the house.

My grandfather sat down on a chair. "Sit down." He gestured toward the pillows on the floor. We sat down, awaiting to hear his story. Well, at least I was, Ash didn't seem that interested. He was staring down at his hands, as if they were the most interesting thing in the world.

"I guess I should tell you first that I'm not your grandfather. We are not actually related by blood," he started, giving me a grim smile. "Since your parents were killed, I took you in because there were no other relatives of yours that were able to take you." He paused, letting the news sink in.

I already knew my parents were dead, but he's not related to me? At all? That was a surprise. "Is that it?" I asked, not really wanting to hear more.

"I'm afraid not," Grandfather, I mean, the chief priest, told me. I was going to have to get used to not calling him grandfather. He had more to tell me? I hope it's not bad. Who am I kidding? With my luck, it will be absolutely horrible.

"May...you are the princess of Hoen, the origin of the ninjas."

A/N What do you guys think? This is my very first story, so please tell me if I made any mistakes! Constructive criticism needed! And review if you want!