Heyyyy guys! So guess what? I'm gonna make a Drabble out of this story! :D yayz par-tay! Itd be awesome if you guys replied and told me what you thought *flutters eyelashes*

anyway! DISCLAMIER TIME XD

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-"Get away from us filthy child!" The rich pompous men pushed the small girl down on the streets of Porteguel.

The small girl yelped as she crashed down into a puddle, her long lemon blonde hair dipping into the water, and her worn out pauper dress getting soaked. The young girls chin began to tremble as she sat dejectedly in the muddy puddle, the people walking passed her not even glancing in the eight year olds direction.

Tears welled up in her eyes as she wrapped her arms around herself, not bothering to even get out of the puddle. "Why did I have to get taken away from home. I...I wanna go back home!" She cried to herself.

The terrifying memories of being kidnapped from her home land in Germany and being taken to Porteguel relived in her mind and she began to shiver but not from the cold. Portuguese bounced off of the blondes ears but it was as if she was under water for she didn't speak the language.

Feeling a warm tap on her shoulder, the young girl wiped her stuffy nose and turned to the person, tears still relevant in her eyes. Standing In front of her was a boy with dark hair and warm eyes. He looked to be a bit older than her, and was fairly tall. A mole sat under his right eye, and he smiled at her, gesturing for her to take his hand. Hesitantly, the green eyed green put her hand in his large ones.

The boy helped her up before asking her a question in his native language. Frustrated because she couldn't understand, tears rolled off her chin and she bit her lip while shaking her head, hoping he would get her message.

Biting the inside of his cheek, the boy looked deep in thought before grinning. "Are y-you ok?" He asked in broken English.

Green eyes widened as the German girl stared at the Portuguese boy. For the first time, she smiled. Since her father had been British, the child had learned some English as well and she had understood the boy.

She smiled warmly and nodded. "Thank you."

The dark curly haired boy scratched his head and shrugged. "What's your n-name?" He asked, his accent thick.

"Renae Amsel." The girl answered, than pointed to him. "You?"

The boy thought for a moment as if he was trying to find the English words. "M-my name is T-Tyki Mikk." He grinned in triumph as he said it correctly.

Renae playfully curtsied in her dirty dress for her greeting. "Pleasure to meet you, my Lord." She teased in her German accent,

The boy mock bowed. "The pleasure is mine, my lady." Tyki smirked as he took Renaes hand and kissed her knuckles. Her cheeks burned red, which made the boy laugh and hold her hand tightly.

"May I escort you home, my lady?" Tyki asked.

Renae grimaced and looked at the ground. Tyki looked at her in question. After a few silent steps as they walked, Renae answered. "I-I don't know how to get home...My homes far away..."

Tyki smiled. "I don't mind walking."

Renae chuckled at his cluelessness and shook her head. "No..you see, my lord. I live in Germany." Brown eyes widened in surprise, but the blonde continued before he could ask questions.

"I was taken away from my home..I escaped the criminals, but I don't know how to get back home.." She sighed dejectedly and looked down, silence filling the air around them as they stopped walking.

Renae looked over to Tyki who was staring at her in concentration. His eyebrows knit together as he thought. Finally deciding something, he looked back behind him and whistled. Two boys around Tykis age came running. Green eyes widened. What was going on? What where they going to do?

Fearfully, Renae made a cautious step back. Tyki looked back over at her, a puzzled expression on his face. Renae took another step back, a terrified expression on her face. 'T-This is just like before.' She thought, remembering how she had been taken.

Realizing that Renae was scared, the Portuguese boy raised his hands and slowly and in an none threatening way, grabbed her hands. Cupping them in his own. In the cold weather, his hands worked like gloves. Surprised, Renae looked up at him, trembling slightly.

Tyki gave a radiant smile. "It's ok, Renae."

Even though the little girl had learned the hard way not to trust strangers, she wanted to trust Tyki. A feeling of security washed over her and after a moment she nodded, allowing him to lead her over to where his friends where.

On the short walk over, Tyki filled Renae in. For two years Tyki had been traveling around with his two friends, working at any time and any where. "Your welcome to join us if you w-want." He spoke casually as we joined up with his two friends. "Since were traveling so often, we might go to Germany, than you could go home." He smiled encouragingly.

Hope swelled up in the young girls chest. "R-really? You would do that for me?" Renae stared up at Tyki with an expression of something neither knew what. Perhaps hope, happiness, and gratitude would fill the description.

Unaware they were still holding hands, the two smiled and the four began to walk to the up coming train station. 'His hands are warm.' She thought happily and unintentionally squeezed his hand.

'Thank you Tyki." She spoke gratefully as they walked in the cold.

The Portuguese boy smiled. "Tis my pleasure, my lady."

As the four illegally boarded the train, Renae climbed into a seat by the window, Tyki sitting by her and his two friends in front of them. Closing her green eyes, the German girl smiled and leaned against the cold glass. And although her cheek was cold, her chest was warm. A tingling feeling of something unexplainable spreading through her.

Just what was this feeling?-

Shivering I opened my eyes and pushed myself up onto my elbows. My lemon blonde hair had come out of its tie and rested around my hips. I looked around the room in confusion, wondering where I was. I gazed out my window to see sunlight sending warm rays into my living room.

I slowly sat up, a purple blanket falling off of me as I stood. Picking up the blanket I wrapped it around my shoulders and journeyed to the window. My brown eyebrows knit together as I thought. What was that feeling I had just felt?

The feeling went through my whole body, just as the light tenderly comforted me with warmth. I closed my eyes and looked up slightly. It had been a long time since I had dreamed about my past...

...And it had been a long time since I had dreamed about him. Opening my eyes I smiled softly. The same feeling I had felt fourteen years ago flowed through me. I still had yet to figure out just what it was, but I welcomed it. For it brought back the memories of him.

Yays! So lemme explain. Tyki stutters because he isn't fluent in English okay dokey? Gut~ ^.^ Review and tell me what you thought! I love every review (and I'll laugh at flames cuz they don't bother me though they are mean) you readers are awesome love y'all!

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