I wrote this chapter awhile back, so I decided to put it on here and see what you guys think. I love Brave 10, especially Kamanosuke XD

Oh, and for those of you who are wondering what the title's all about, "Yuri" means lily and ballad is a song. So my OC, Shion, is Kamanosuke song or love lol. I thought it was cute.

Hope you like it!

(Disclaimer: I do not own Brave 10, only my OC, Shion.)

I threw my hood on as I felt a draft slide past my cheeks. Good thing I wore this cloak, it came in handy after all.

Walking up the mountain wasn't such a bad thing, just that there were lots of bandits known to steal from travelers. Of course, I came up knowing that, so whatever shall become of me will only be my doing.

As I huffed a sigh, I heard a voice call out. "Please! Please help!" The voice was hoarse but sounded like a woman's.

Running towards the cry, I saw them leaning against the bottom of a tree. They had on a cape similar to mine, and only a tinge of maroon red hair was sticking out.

I kneeled down asking, "Are you alright?"

"My ankle"

Beautiful emerald green eyes shone under the hood. I had at first thought them to be a woman, but I realized that this was a man. Anyone else would have easily mistaken him for a woman. However taking a closer look I could see the masculinity in his facial structure and the roughness of his muscular hands.

"Do you need help getting somewhere?" Though I wasn't sure the high pitch his voice pertained was natural, I ignored it and decided to help him regardless. And not to mention his charming looks" I gulped. Giving into my nerves, I stammered, "I-I can't go on that thing! I'm r-really afraid of heights!

Gently, I dropped the man on the ground and backed up. That was a barrier I was not about to cross. "I'm terribly sorry! There's just no way I can go any further."

From afar, I gazed down at the abyss like drop. The worst was that I could see how far it went, and there wasnOh, please, I need to get across at all costs!" The man's voice was deeper and very quiet. He stood up as if he were perfectly fine and threw off his cloak. "This is far enough!" he shouted, gleaming with a wicked grin.

My eyes widened in shock. "W-What's going on? You were fine this whole time?"

With a wide mouthed smile he swung a strange sickle like weapon around. "Did you just notice, imbecilic woman?"

"You made me carry you all that way when you were perfectly capable of walking yourself?" Fists clenched, I flipped." I could have a ruptured spinal cord now thanks to you! The nerve you have!" Not to mention he just insulted me to my face.

His eyes and mouth drooped, as if everything I just said was boring him to death. "So what? It was your fault for asking."

My fault?! "Why you jerk! Y-You phony! To think I helped you just because I thought you were a good looking guy I thought, maybe, there was something wrong with it. I mean at first I kind of thought you were a woman, but then I realized you weren't. Wait, you are a man, aren't you?" Now I wasn't sure what to think.

His face grew as red as cooked lobster. "I am most certainly a man!" he bellowed heatedly. He took a second to compose himself and massaged his temple. Talk about getting too worked up. After all he the leader.

"You're a crook! And you use dirty tricks as well."

He smiled proudly, "I'll take that as a compliment. Now, shall we begin?"

The chain and sickle he was holding began to cause a cyclone of wind as he spun it faster. The wind was so ferocious it blew my hood off and even pushed me back.

"Give me all your valuables so I can kill you. Oops, I meant or." His eyes radiated with bloodlust. So he's not only a thief, but a killer. My luck just keeps getting better.

"I don't have anything of value." It was true. All I had was the clothes on my back. And hopefully they wouldn't want those.

The man stared at me and finally stopped spinning his weapon. "Hm, take off your cloak."

Nervously, I undid my cape as he demanded. Though I wasn't sure what that would do. I clearly didn't have anything, as heartbreaking as it is.

"You came through here with nothing but that cloak and kimono? No money or food?" He sounded irritated. "How exactly do you live?"

"I sing."

He eyed me suspiciously, as did his lackeys. "You what?"

I repeated myself, "I sing."

Grabbing his stomach, he snickered. I puffed my cheeks out. What's so funny?

He straightened out and pointed his sickle at me. "Sing."

I pondered for a second to see if I heard clearly. "Right here? I-I couldn't-"

"Sing," he commanded sharply.

I jumped at his tone. But then I thought this was the perfect chance. I can get out this mess!

Closing my eyes, I slowly inhaled and exhaled. Then I began to sing. It was a soft melody, and peaceful. Like a lullaby to sing a baby to sleep. There was no need to open my eyes, I knew it was working. I heard a few solid thuds to the ground.

"Whats voice, clearly confused. Not to mention drowsy. I mentally giggled to myself. "Y-You cursed woman!"

His booming voice made my eyes flutter open. My heart beat rapidly as I saw him down on one knee. He was the only one still awake. The rest of the men had fallen asleep. Why was this man not sleeping? Was he resisting my voice?

There was no more time to stall, I had to leave now. The men wouldn't be waking for a while. But that stubborn, green-eyed jerk hadn't completely fallen. He would be on his feet within minutes. It frustrated me. No one had ever fought the power of my voice. So why was he able to?

Clutching my cloak for dear life, I fled the way I came. It was ironic that I said whatever happens would be my fault. Talk about jinxing myself.

Going down a mountain is much easier than going up. At least I thought so. But when you're running so fast that you're not completely aware of where you are, you tend to run into things. Oh, but not me, I just trip and go tumbling down a hill like an uncontrollable snowball.

I might've been clutching my cloak before, but now I'm pretty sure my nails are digging through the fabric and into my burning palms. There was no way to stop myself from rolling, so I just braced myself for whatever impact may break my fall.

Luckily, I didn't crash into anything and just stopped at the bottom of the seemingly endless hill. I don't think I'll ever go up a mountain again. I never liked high things to begin with.

Just as I had a breather I felt a gust of wind tunnel towards me. At the top of the hill stood the bandit leader, thrusting around his strange and bothersome weapon. I had figured he'd catch up, but so soon?

I picked myself up and didn't bother to dust off the dirt that had just covered me. The only priority I had was to get away from him. Well, and obviously not get killed.

As I ran I quickly glanced back. The man was sliding down the hillside like it was an ocean wave. You have got to be joking! Who on earth was this man?

Thanks to him, I was already tired from caring his weight. Then I had to fall down a mountain and get dirty and bruised. If he wasn't trying to kill me I would have given him a beat down. Mentally that is. I doubt hitting him would do any good.

My breathing was getting choppy and just as I was about to inhale, the air was taken away. I fell to the ground with a loud crash and looked back to see what had happened. Part of the sickle's chain was wrapped around my ankles. Desperately, I tried to untangle it. But I was too slow, he was already here.

He thrashed me in the face with the end of his weapon and I fell back to the ground once again. His knee dug into my stomach as he leaned over me.

His face was a mixture of anger and pleasure. "That was a nice little trick you pulled. Unfortunately, it wasn't enough to get away from me."

More than the pain of having my stomach squished, it made it harder to breath. I pushed against his leg, but of course it wouldn't budge. "Get. Off." I replied raggedly.

The smell of metal grew stronger when he put the blade of his sickle against my cheek. There was some other pungent smell as well. And I didn't have to be a genius to figure out what it was.

"What, you're not afraid? Are you a witch or some type of enchantress?"

It wasn't that I wasn't afraid. I just didn't want to show it, or waste time trying to get away. "No."

"Hmm" That was my chance. Sucking in a quick breath, I readied myself to finally put him to sleep.

But once again as if reading my mind, he made the first move. And not at all how I'd imagined.

His lips covered mine harshly. If anyone had been watching it would've looked like we were passionate lovers. However, that was far from reality.

I had never kissed someone before, but I knew it shouldn't feel like that. I also knew that he wasn't trying to kiss me, just prevent me from singing.

Though his lips were soft, they brushed against mine so roughly. It was like he was trying to swallow me and our saliva mixed together. My eyebrows furrowed and my eyes clamped shut tight as I kicked and tried freeing my arms, any movement that would have gotten him off of me.

To him it might've meant nothing at all, but to me it was infuriating and humiliating.

At last, he let go. Any longer and I would've probably passed out. I gasped, staring at the jade eyes that gleamed down at me. He was mocking me. Toying with me!

"See? You can't defy me. But I don't mind if you try"

An innocent looking smile appeared on the man's face. "You don't have the right to judge me."

And then everything went so fast. He got off of me and pulled me up, while kicking me in the stomach immediately after. I went unconscious after that. Though not before hearing his last words.

His face turned dark and menacing. The bright emerald eyes seethed with malice. "It's your turn to sleep."

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