Nekoneko-chan: Okay, I watched the Vocaloid song Witch Hunt and fell in love with the story. I recommend you watch it. (obviously) Well this is it...
Chapter 1:
There once was a witch who fell in love with a prince in a sacred land. This is the sad tale of their twisted love.
A young maiden, around the age of fifteen walked the lonely streets of the Sacred Land, as it was called. She was no normal young lady, in fact she was a witch. But she was
much kinder than the ones around her. She held a pure heart that went well with her virgin soul. She, in fact was the protector of the land, though it was a secret she kept to herself. She found herself at the town square in front of an ancient well. There, she cast a wish. A wish to be normal and live a normal life, just then, her headband blew off her pink hair and into the night sky. A slender hand reached for it before she could.
"Is this yours, Madam?" She turned to face none other than the Sacred Prince, Tsukiyomi Ikuto. She bowed deeply.
"Yes, please forgive me for the inconvinience I've caused, Your Highness." She said in a sorry tone. He frowned.
"Please, don't lower yourself so much because of my stature."(No pun intended...)"Just call me Ikuto, It's unfitting for such a beautiful maiden to call me 'Your Highness'." She blushed lightly.
"No need to flatter me, it would surely cause trouble for you in the future Prince Ikuto." She replied somberly. His frown deepened.
"You haven't told me your name...Madam." She blushed in embarrassment.
"Forgive me, my name is Amu. I am an orphan so I hold no surname." She smiled sadly.
"Now then, unless there is something you need of me, I don't want to burden you with my presence." She began to walk off, band in hand.
"Wait! If it should be possible... would you like to,maybe, go somewhere." He blushed lightly. She was too shocked to respond so she nodded instead.
"Are you sure, I-Ikuto. You are a prince after all, I'm only a lowly orphan." He nodded, trying to stop a blush from forming. Then she smiled, a big beautiful smile, gracing her lips. His heart hammered in his chest.
"Until then, Ikuto." She walked into the dark, sacred night, a warmth in both of their hearts. But there was something,no, someone watching from afar. Plotting an evil deed.
Come, listen to this sad story.
Don't forget a handkerchief.