My first fanfiction that I've ever published...the beginning seems quite boring in my opinion...but I'll leave the rest to the readers. Let me know if I should continue! :) It gets better.

The Northern lands of the feudal era had a family of feline demons as their rulers. The Lord of the lands had a daughter named Yuya and a son named Isamu. Yuya was born second to the throne of the Northern Lands. She was 262 years old at the time and her older brother, Isamu, was to be the heir to the throne with her in line after him. Due to this, she is given permission to wander in and out of the palace as she pleases. Nobody bothered to stop her and her parents knew that she would take care of herself. After all, no living being would try to hurt the daughter of a powerful lord.

Noboru, her father, was a veteran of a devastating war. He lost a leg from the battle and will soon be taken down from his position due to his disability. Akane, Yuya's mother, is known as Red Rage because of her hair color and temper. She is also known to be one of the most beautiful women among the lands, alongside her old friend, Miyu, who was killed during the previous war. Rumor has gone around saying that Akane is the real mastermind behind Noboru's lordship and he obeys her completely. This isn't really true, but she is like his advisor.

On sunny days, Yuya tends to go out and enjoy herself in the temporary freedom. It was a typical day for her, when she suddenly heard sounds of an object being swung over and over again. She poked her head through a bush and noticed the backside of a human boy. He wore a ragged yukata with pants and had on straw sandals. His hair was tied in a braid and it extended down to his shoulders. The boy's skin was tanned from being out in the sun, but not enough to get sunburn. Yuya thought the boy seemed a bit...cute. Her brother had always told her humans weren't worth being attracted to and she agreed, but this time she ignored it.

He wouldn't reject me, she thought to herself wearing a smug expression, I'm the daughter of Noboru...he should know that since he lives in my father's territory. Dragging herself out from underneath the bushes, she soon realized that her kimono was caught within the twigs and branches; she couldn't get out unless she was willing to be seen with her clothing torn up. Yuya had anticipated that the fabric would be so easy to tear and was puzzled at why they're worth so much. She heard the voice of a boy who was clearly holding back his laughter and immediately knew who it was. Yuya blushed in embarrassment that the boy was watching her humiliation.

The boy had tried to ask her if she needed help, but was too busy holding back his amusement. Well this is a good way to present myself, Yuya scowled as she began tearing at the branches and twigs.

"It won't do you any good," the boy said and began untying his sash.

Yuya's mind began wandering places where a kid's imagination should not be, as she watched him seemingly strip in front of her. He then lowered his kimono down on to the grass.

"Wear this once you get out. Don't worry; you have no sex appeal, so you're fine."

Yuya didn't want to be branded with no sex appeal; she wanted to be like her mom."Fine, hurry up and turn around! This is getting uncomfortable!" She snarled at him while dragging herself out of the bush and hearing the fabric of her kimono tearing. Her mom will definitely scold her when she gets home. Once Yuya was free, she tore off the ruined kimono and wore the boy's rags. Surprisingly it was comfortable and smelled fresh. Peasants aren't all dirty after all, huh? Yuya realized and continued sniffing the oversized, dark green kimono.

"Done?" said the familiar voice.

Yuya looked up and saw the boy even more clearly. His eyes were a gentle cobalt shade and his hair has a tint of blue. Never has she seen a human with such a pretty eye color. The ones she sees are commonly brown.

"Yes...thank you, commoner." Yuya nodded, causing the boy to tilt his head. He didn't know why she referred to him as a commoner and wondered if she was just playing royalty. Clearly he didn't know her identity.

"I'm sorry; I have no time to be playing princess with you. Maybe you should go home?" The boy implied, gently patting her on the head since she was shorter than him by at least a foot.

"I'm not playing princess, I'm a noble lady." Yuya announced, not liking the way he was treating her. "And I do not appreciate you patting me like that. I can tear off your arm right now."She was hoping her threat would work, because technically she wasn't allowed to hurt a civilian.

Ignoring her, the boy resumed swinging the stick.

"Why are you doing that?" Yuya asked him since she had never personally seen anyone do that before. Her brother did, but his was considered swordplay and was much more elegant and complicated compared to the boy's.

"I'm training." He replied, and was beginning to grow sweaty from the heat.

Being used to tending to her brother while he's training, Yuya decided to use her torn up kimono as a handkerchief for him to wipe off his sweat.

"Here," she said, handing it to the boy. "Do all guys train like this? My brother does this too."

The boy lowered the stick, reached for the torn up kimono, and began wiping his forehead and neck, "Not really, it's just to make us stronger."

"Why do you guys need to be stronger?"

The boy glanced at her as he tossed away the cloth and began swinging again, "To protect...avenge...to grow...all that stuff."

"I don't get it."

"Well you're just slow then. Leave me alone now; I have a lot of work to do."

Huffing, Yuya was getting ready to go home since it was going to be dinner time soon. "What's your name?" she asked, "Will you be here tomorrow?"

The boy paused and lowered the wooden stick once again, and then pointed to his chest, "The name's Bankotsu...and if you ever need me, I'll be right here."

"That's a weird name...did your parents make it up?"

The question had caused Bankotsu to become upset, and then he resumed training, "I don't have parents anymore," He mumbled and began swinging the stick even more furiously. "We escaped from a village which was under attack…we came to the village and..." he paused for a moment, and didn't bother finishing that sentence, "The villagers always call me brat, kid, useless bum, names like that. So I gave myself a fearsome name...Bankotsu."

Yuya's eyes softened at his unfortunate life, she wanted to be his friend. "I'll come visit you every day then. You don't sound like you have friends."

Bankotsu paused and began to stutter, "Wh-who said I didn't have friends?! I have plenty...Th-they're just not here to train with me!" He then avoided her other questions and continued swinging his stick until the sun began to set.

"Oh, i better get home..." Yuya said as she noticed the sky turning orange and red, "I'll see you tomorrow then Bankotsu. Make sure you come!" She then began running off into the woods in his rags, forgetting that she had them on.

"She seems pretty funny." Bankotsu grinned, and then sneezed due to being partially naked. It had begun to grow cold.

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