A/N: Hello, everyone! After years of not being on Ff, I decided to finally come back with a couple of KHR fics. I have one that is complete late-at-night-and-delusional crack drabbles of the Ten-Year Bazooka, which will probably never really be updated cause I try not to stay up late, and I have this one. My real and true attempt at writing something enjoyable. This is inspired by the class I am taking at my university on the legends of King Arthur. I'm basically taking all sorts of elements from the different arthurian romance authors and KHR and putting it in one of Gokudera's dynamite sticks. Now let's throw it and watch what happens when it blows up. I hope it'll look prettier than Lussuria. [Not hard. But then again I have only written essays for the past few years.] Anyways, enjoy this early preview. For though I am working partly on the first chapter, the semester is almost over (read: EXAMS ARE EVERYWHERE) and I have no idea when I will be able to update again. Definitely after May 1st, though. Please be patient until then. *scratches head* Well, here goes!


They say that deep in the annals of the country of which few know and of which even fewer have trod, there is a book. And in that book is the most important tale of their history: a tale of the Tenth King of the Vongol, the one who united the different peoples and brought the country to its most powerful era since its conception. No one is allowed to read this book; it is a national treasure to the Vongol, one that they guard with their lives. Luckily for you, I know a few practitioners of the old ways. Through their help, I was able to...peruse the annals and read this tale. Would you like to know the tale? Of course, my time comes with a price – I'm a weary traveler, after all. But before we discuss anything, allow me to tell you about the King and his men.

The Tenth was powerful, charismatic, and brave. He fought many battles with foreign kings and dangers before he was even crowned, saving the unknowing Vongol from destruction and oppression. Nowhere could one find his equal in martial prowess; not even his loyal knights could entirely best him once he became serious. Despite this, the King was kind and just. He knew that his power came because of the people and would continue so long as his people continued. Friend to all, enemy only to those who hurt others: that was the Tenth.

His knights were mighty; six they numbered, and five remained close. Of the other, well – let's just say he wandered as the beasts went during the changing seasons. Strongest of the knights he stayed near yet far, the moat dug in defense of the castle proper. The rest followed the vanguard, defending with flame and arrow, sword and fist. They too made names for themselves, in both King's court and on Vongol soil. Beloved by the people, but above all beloved of the Tenth: these were the Knights, the guardians of the Vongol's newest sky.

It has even been said that one of these knights – these guardians – was a practitioner of the old ways, of the mystical and the illusionary. He was never seen – but as an illusionist, maybe that was the crux of the matter. The important piece of the armor, as it were. Foregoing the mist surrounding his identity, it has never been questioned that the Tenth never seemed to fall through any sort of magical means. The final decision, however, is for you to make.

There was another mentioned in the book. One of great power, of great wisdom and of even greater intelligence. This adviser to the King is described of taking the form of a child, one of unending innocence and purity. He discovered the King, he kept safe the King, and he himself crowned the King. The part he plays in the annals is not the smallest nor the largest, but nevertheless is one of the most important.

All I have spoken is the truth. Truth passed down from generations of kings, keeping the histories of the Vongol alive for all to remember. But this was not all there was in the annals. No, I read much more of the adventures of the Tenth than could ever be told in legend and hearsay. Whether you believe what I say to be the complete story or not is the decision I put to you, my friend. Shall I tell you this tale? Shall I tell you of the journey the Tenth undertook to become what you know him to have been?

The Tenth King of the Vongol.

Sawada Tsunayoshi.