Hello everybody. I have no idea what I'm doing, starting another fic. I don't have time for this! It's one of the most rushed school years so far, but this idea wont. Leave. My. Mind.

I think I first had the idea for this plot all the way back in um… 2009 ish. I can't really remember, but it was before I started writing fanfics again, and I forgot about it for the longest time. Once again though, I've remembered during a bout of really wanting to write about Husky, and this is the result. I hope it's good, I've tweaked it quite a bit from the original design.
Anyway, here's the summary, I hope you enjoy my terrible decision.

Summary: Prince Myrrha received a very strange present for his eighth birthday, a slave +anima by the name of Cooro. After a while, he starts to wonder just how inhuman anima really are. Confusion begins to wrack the eight year old as he struggles between the lines of his duty and loyalties as crowned prince, and simply having a friend for what feels like the first time in his life.

Prologue - Normal Birthday Morning

"Urg," the silver haired boy groaned, rolling over to keep the light shining in the windows from blinding him. It was much earlier than he would have liked, but he knew that he had to get up either way. He had classes today, or something… In his only half awoken mind, he really couldn't remember.

Slowly the fog on his brain started to dissipate a bit as he tried to convince himself to get up. Something was telling him that he was forgetting something important about today, and it took him maybe five more minutes of laying there staring at his wall before he remembered.

Oh yeah, today was his birthday, wasn't it? Finally, the now eight year old child found the ability to push himself off of his bed and walk over to the dresser on the other side of the room. That was why he had to get up early today. It wasn't that he really cared all that much, what was the point in celebrating just surviving? Of course, being first in line to be crowned prince, it seemed that everyone else cared, so he had no choice but to play along and pretend the whole thing was fun and exciting.

Well, there was one thing that he was looking forward to that was a result of his birthday. Apparently his aunt was going to visit for the occasion. Lady Crystala didn't visit the palace much, due to a falling out of some sorts with her brother, the king, but he still allowed her to come on special circumstances. The silver haired boy couldn't help but think of her as his link to the outside world, a place that as far as he was concerned, he was never going to be allowed to go.

Once he was dressed, the eight year old started out of his room and down the long curved hallways of the palace that was his home. He tried to ignore any of the other princes as best he could. No one ever seemed to really be on good terms with each other, and he really did want to stay out of any fights today. Maybe he couldn't help but care about his birthday, if just a little bit.

Going through his mind, he tried to remember everything it was that he was set up to do today. He had a meeting with the king, and he was pretty sure someone had mentioned something about getting his portrait painted. He couldn't help but grimace at the thought of having to stay perfectly still for however long it took the artist to finish his work. Sure, the artist didn't seem like too bad of a guy, lord Hercius or something like that. He talked a lot when he was working, but the only problem with that was it felt weird to talk back. How was he suppose to paint if you were moving?

Lastly, if they didn't spring any unmentioned events on him, which they probably would, he would get to see Lady Crystala. No one had told him what they were going to do, since they most likely didn't know what his aunt was planning, but he assumed that it would be some staff training, like she usually taught him during her visits. He would not be disappointed if that was the case. Actually, he found himself looking forward to it. He'd been practicing since her last visit, nearly six months ago now.

"Ah, prince Myrrha. Lord Hercius is waiting for you in the courtyard," one of the guards said to him, and Myrrha nodded to show that he heard. Rolling his shoulder slightly in participation of the stiffness that was more than likely going to be in place after the painting was all said and done, he started towards the courtyard like he'd been instructed. He knew it at least wouldn't last past one o'clock, since that was when he had to meet with his father, although it was only eight now. That was still nearly five hours he could very well be sitting there.

Trying to put on a more neutral face than one of annoyance, he reached the edge of the courtyard and saw the white haired artist setting up his canvas and tools. Sighing, he started over. After today, his schedule would go back to normal and he wouldn't have to deal with any surprise plans of 'celebration' or sitting still for hours on end for at least another whole year.

"Good morning, lord Hercius," the silver haired child greeted, his voice polite. Hercius smiled at him as he placed a few canisters of paint on a small shelf and motioned for him to take a seat on a stool a few feet away. Myrrha did as he was told, sitting and facing the noble as he began to speak.

"Good morning prince Myrrha, and a happy birthday," he said cheerfully, and the thin child just nodded slightly as he started to get into a pose that was comfortable. The gesture was nice, but he didn't really mind if it turned out to be a 'happy' birthday or not. Just a few hours and it'd be over and everything would be back to normal anyway, so it wasn't like it even really mattered.

And there you have it. Once again, a very, very bad decision. I promise I will try to not fall behind on any of my stories any more than I already am though. If I don't have time, I'll make it… somehow. I think a part of the reason I couldn't resist the urge to post was because of the recent string of unrelated stories. I can't help but try and counteract it with my own work.

Haha, anyway, I hope you've enjoyed this start so far, and as always, please review.