I am writing this story in order to learn new words and phrases and how I can use them. With this I hope to find better ways to perceive my writings so that I can tell stories in a much better fashion in the future. If you find a word you do not understand I have provided a list of uncommonly used phrases at the end of the chapter.

We all incline to optate we lived in a fairy tail. At one point or another, as we lay curled up with one of those classic books, we cannot avail but to imagine ourselves as the characters. As children we dream of becoming that princess we read about, or that knight who must slay the dragon. We dream of solving a goblins riddle, taming the pack of wolves, or crossing the goblins bridge.

As Misaki is coerced onto the dirt covered ground, with his apparel being ripped away from his body, the boy can not avail but to pray. With the only houses that are even close by forsook, Misaki has two culls. Scream for avail, or pray that avail comes. Just as he feels one of them endeavoring to shove themselves inside he auricularly discerns the unmistakable whinny of a horse. Without him even descrying they all disperse as a silhouette emanates from the distance. Misaki is unable to open his eyes, which are visually impaired by the tears and dirt.

His savior gives a sound of disappointment afore gently picking him up. Misaki could feel the remote bounce that emanates from peregrinating with a horse, his cheek gently pressed against his saviors chest. "Are you aroused?" Misaki nodded and rubbed his eyes, having calmed down enough in order to see. He stared up at the man who had preserved him. His lightly colored hair, shining silver in the moonlight, his eyes so deep and abstruse that it would be vilifying to even describe them as the most infrequent amethyst. He wore a suit of armor, embellished with gold trim and the highest quality of leather.

Misaki felt his heart skip a beat, his face becoming lightly tinted with pink. The man gave a chuckle and ruffled his hair, which he found to be gratifying under his fingers. Naturally fluffy, without a single tangle, he sanctioned his fingers to comb through his bangs, finding that it glided through without resistance. "Are you hurt anywhere?" The man commenced to note how lamentably torn the boy's habiliments was. Misaki digressed and covered himself, as though he were a woman that had been ambulated in on while bathing.

The man gave a laugh, which commenced off loudly afore dying down into a series of snickers and giggles. "It's alright, I won't endeavor to do to you what those ruffians did." The clop of horseshoes became louder as they turned onto a cobblestone road. Misaki gasped and commenced to struggle, unable to apperceive where they were peregrinated. The man only responded by holding him tightly and coaxing him to calm down. "I must take you to visit the medic in this village, I will pay for whatever accommodations he shall provide." Misaki only responded with a marginal whimper, his body now descrying the marginal chill from having his apparel torn away from his body. "May I at least ken your denomination, afore we go any farther?"

The resonating click of hooves connecting with the cold stone ground ceased momentarily. In this one moment Misaki felt some scarcely pit in his chest, a sense of longing as he stared up at his nameless savior. "My denomination is Akihiko." The brunettes heart commenced to beat wildly, Akihiko was his savior, Akihiko was forfending him, making him feel emotions that he couldn't describe. "And I don't believe I ken what I shall call you." The brunette blushed and looked down, his designation was not proximately as intriguing as Akihiko's. "My designation... is Misaki."

"Misaki..." He verbally expressed each syllable gradually, as though he were tasting the word. "I believe that signifies blooming resplendency." He gently caressed the boys face and tilted his chin upwards. "I must verbalize that this designation is most fitting for you." The sound of hooves clicking commenced again momentarily, afore ceasing at a dark shop. "Stay on the horse please, I'll go see if he is available." Misaki nodded and commenced to pet the animal's mane.

Akihiko peregrinating towards the door, only to find a designation freshly painted onto a plate of wood. "Due to a high number of cases we are unable to avail any more patients." Akihiko clicked his tongue in anger and ambulated back to the horse. "Misaki, I must take you back to my home. I have a personal medico that will take care of you." The brunette looked over to the side and pouted. "Akihiko..." He stared into the deep purple irises. "I must get home anon, my brother must be apprehensive about me."

The man looked up in the firmament, only to find that the moon had risen far into the welkin. It must have been at least midnight. He clicked his tongue and gradually shook his head. "Allow me to take you to my home, it is authentically close by. I will bring you back to your dwelling tomorrow." Misaki pouted marginally more afore indolently hitting his head against Akihiko's chest. "Are you alright?" The brunette nodded in replication and sniffled. "Do not worry, you will be home with your brother afore tomorrow ends."

Misaki could not avail but let the tears flow, there was this feeling deep inside his stomach. Telling him he had to go back now. However it was facile to understand why staying the night at Akihiko's would withal be the best option, peregrinating at night was in fact hazardous, as he had ascertained earlier. "You don't have to worry about your habiliments either." The horse ceased at a gate which was blocking an astronomically immense hill. Akihiko jumped off the creature and commenced to lead it towards a diminutive hut like building. Which was expeditiously discovered to be a set of stables. As they reached it, Misaki gently slid off of the horse proximately falling over due to lack of balance. "Why should I not worry about habiliments?" The brunette asked Akihiko as he felt his hand being prehended. "I've managed to preserve some habiliments from when I was adolescent."

The brunettes steps commenced to become heftily ponderous, making it hard to keep up with Akihiko as they peregrinated up hill. "Are you tired Misaki?" The boy shook his head, obdurately relucting any more assistance than he needed. The blonde could not avail but to chuckle, he gently scooped Misaki in his arms and carried him in a bridal position. "Now once we enter we cannot make any noise, my auxiliaries need their reposal in order to opportunely do their jobs." Misaki nodded, however he was already drifting to slumber. The only thing keeping him from doing so comfortably was that outlandish pit in his stomach telling him he was needed back home. "Akihiko-san?" He sleepily whispered the word. "Yes?" The brunette gently wrapped his arms around his saviors neck, and placed a soft kiss perilously proximate to the mans lips. "Thank you, for rescuing me."

Please note the meanings of some of the words in this first chapter
Aroused: Awake
Peregrinating: Traveling
Optate: wish for/ dream of

Abstruse:Mysterious
Vilifying:Insulting
Habiliments:Clothing
Ken your denomination: Know your name