AN: Konnichiwa minna-san~ I've been wanting to post this for some time now. (I'm new in writing so help me!) These stories are based off a manga I've once read about desert princes. This is my original take on the story.
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Chapter I: The Road Less Traveled
Furihata's POV
Before, it was only a dream, far away from my grasp, but now, it was undeniably real. I have longed to travel to this beautiful country. I only saw images plastered over the internet or the postcards my parents have back home, but seeing it in person was on a different note. It was breathtaking.
The cerulean hue of its ocean and the warm breeze hitting my face, it was all in all remarkable.
The sun was high up when I decided to head out to the city, visit the market famous for its original and unique spices. I was thrilled by the thought of wandering the streets and finding new things on my own, it was better experienced that way in my opinion. While I was walking down the streets bustling with people, I saw a glimmer of something down the pavements. As I knelt to get a closer look on it, I gasped and my eyes widened; it was a necklace, a thick gold chain embedded with jewels of sparkling diamonds and rubies.
I held it up closer and looked around, searching for the possible owner who might have dropped the fine piece of jewelry. But to no avail, I was about to put it in my bag to find its owner later, (and no, the thought of stealing it hasn't entered my mind.) when deep, demanding voices speaking of a different language startled me.
"THIEF! You're the one who stole the crown prince's prized necklace!"
I shivered and stepped back, only to feel the hardness of the concrete wall behind me. I looked at them, they were dressed up like guards; all wearing black and each holding a keen sword the glinted under the rays of the sun. I shook my head in disagreement, signaling I could not understand anything.
"I-I do not understand… Please… I'm sorry." I was really frightened, was it the necklace? But I just found it.
Suddenly, a man, clad in clothes with fabric of what seemed to be of highest quality stepped right in, his sandals tapping louder each time he took a step near me. The guards crowding around me, dispersed and gave him path to walk onto.
"A foreigner? Japanese if I'm not mistaken. Were you a part of the bandits who attacked the castle last night?!" I was taken aback, not for his fluent Japanese but for his piercing gaze, orbs of different colors, a vivid red and an intense shade of gold, his eyes stared at the depths of my being, and my heart skipped a beat. I was too shocked to reply and just stared at him gaping, like a fish out of water.
'Great! Now what?! I can't even defend myself! And I am clearly not a bandit!'
The intruding stranger motioned his hand at my direction, looking at his army, "Bring him to the castles, I'll deal with him!" He said in their mother tongue, voice authoritative. And before I knew it, a couple of burly men grabbed me by both arms and dragged me to who knows where.
The only thought I've had in mind while being carried away, was to live and see another day.
TBC.