Nariku: Ahahaha silly me i forgot to put an Authors note in Chapter 1...well anywayz I have finally mastered the art of uploading stories into FanFiction Bwahahahahaha *cough cough*

Momoko: Nariku does not own any of the Bleach characters depicted in this story along with me, Yukiko, and Kaizen....

Octavius: Well ofcourse he can't own any of them because he is to irresponsible to own theACKKKKKKKKK

*Nariku kicks him in the chin and he falls to the ground then Nariku starts to stomp on his back*

Nariku: BAKA ATLEAST THERE MY FRIENDS! ! ! !

Momoko: *sigh* Well anywayz enjoy the Chapter and please review Thank you -______-

Chapter 2 : Fated Engagement

I remember the stories my mother Howaito told me when she was betrothed to dad when she was seventeen and he was nineteen. Yes I know to young to get married but that was a custom here in Miroir for the next king to marry a woman before he reached the age when he would become immortal which was the age of twenty of course.

Immortality is a gift my mom says but that gift is given to the oldest and most ancient rooted families since the first days of Miroir when Valkyrie d'Raven the deity created this world.

Well anyways back to the subject it was the day before my dad , Damien's' birthday and this was the day when the representation ceremony for the his future wife will take place.

"Mom you know my hair wont cooperate with you if you keep fussing over it" says a young girl with her mother struggling to fix her long black silky hair that was impossible to maintain due to its softness.

"Well its not my fault you have such beautiful hair its no wonder his father chose you to be his wife"

"He chose me because my family, our family is one of the oldest and well respected in Miroir"

"Well still Howaito the boy was probably interested in you"

"Hmm I know but he doesn't even know or even met me yet" says Howaito

"I know honey but you'll get to know eachother before the wedding"

"But thats still unfair because if i find out who he really is i might not even like him or maybe even hate him for all care"

Howaitos' mother doesn't respond and instead continues to fix Howaitos' hair and finally decides to tie it like a priestess does then she slightly curls her bangs and finally puts the veil on her daughters head.

"There all done..."

Howaito got up and looked at herself in the mirror. Howaito honestly liked the way she looked from her priestess styled hair to her white and cream purple kimono and a long lavender ribbon around her waist fastened with a bow and the extra ribbons cascading down behind her as the train.

Howaitos' mother couldn't help but cry at the sight of her daughter.

"Mom why are you crying I mean you can easily look like me since you haven't AGED AT ALL" joked Howaito

"Ohh I know...."

"Its time my lady" says a eighteen year old boy with white hair and teal eyes.

"Ahahah why so formal Toshiro-nee-sama??" says Howaito as she laughs and walks over to Toshiro.

Toshiro freezes at the sight of Howaito as she walks over to him smiling her radiant smile.

"Aww come on Toshiro-nee-sama don't act like you don't know me haha"

Toshiro stutters slightly and blushes. "No its just that your pr...pretty"

Toshiro instantly realizes what he just said and suddenly a foot hits him in the chin and he falls to the ground.

"HOW MANY TIMES DID I TELL YOU NOT TO CALL ME PRETTY" Howaito screams as she stomps on Tohiros' back.

"Pleeease I'm sorry I just forgot Howaito! ! ! " Toshiro pleaded her as comical tears fell from his eyes and a dark aura swirled around Howaito

"Humph"

Howaito then stomps out of the room into the hallway leading to the throne room grumbling gibberish.

My mother was actually a tom boy at the time so she hated when Toshiro called her pretty and when he does he ends up getting kicked in the face and getting a face plant. Mom and Toshiro met in one of the winter galas of the royal family and they instantly became friends and soon enough like brother and sister.

"Hey Howaito WAIT UP WILL YA ! ! !" screams Toshiro as he runs after her

He finally catches up to her in front of the entrance to the throne room. They both stare at it wondering what lies ahead in the path they are about to take.

Howaitos' POV

Well this is it I guess, time to get offered to some superficial royal. Why does it have to be me out of all the the family relatives why me?!?!?!? I look at Toshiro who was just staring down to the floor.

I remember the first day I met him at that party, standing all alone in the corner just swaying back and forth with his heels. I'm so happy I met him hes like the older brother I never had.

"Toshiro-nee-sama?" I say to him. He quickly turns his attention to me, his gentle eyes looking at me waiting for me to say a word.

"I'm glad we became friends"

"I'm glad too"

There was an awkward silence for a few seconds before I spoke up again.

"Promise you'll never forget me no matter what.." God I sound so corny asking him this silly promise.

"Of course I promise your like my little sister I'll never leave you Howaito"

I couldn't help but hug him instantly at what he said.

"Howaito whats wrong?" asks Toshiro worriedly. I quietly cries onto his chest my tears falling from my eyes and staining Toshiros' shirt.

Toshiro wrapped his arms around me and we stay like this for a few minutes.

"Ahem...Its time my lady" says one of the guards who apparently was watching the whole time.

"You ready Howaito??"

"Yeah..."

I wipe my tears from my eyes and smooth my kimono. I take Toshiros' hand and I smile at him.

"I'm ready"

The doors suddenly swing open and there was a fanfare of trumpets, drums and violins and harps. Theres a bright light cascading down from the glass dome that hung over the throne where the King was sitting with his wife next to him and his son Damien standing a few feet in front of them waiting for me.

He looks at me and smiles and I took that as a signal to star walking. I look at Toshiro and he looks at me and he smiles.

"Lets go Toshiro-nee-sama"

And thats when we began to take our steps on this new path they have laid in front of us.

Yukiko: *sniff* so KAWAII! ! ! ! ! ! !

*Momoko, Nariku and Yukiko sigh as Octavius walks out of the room disgusted by all the girly stuff.*

Nariku: Well hope you liked it! ! ! ! !