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Chapter Two: Red Dragon Archfiend

Yuki blinked rapidly in disbelief. The dragon still held her tightly in its fist. His voice seemed to be that of a powerful, booming titan.

"Now, why would I eat you?"

She took a deep breath. "I was told you eat maidens…I mean, girls who are virgins…you know."

The dragon loosened its grip a little. "Oh…well, are you a virgin?"

Yuki's face turned strawberry red. "Yes…I mean…Hey! None of your business!"

The dragon made noises as if it was laughing.

"Very well. Besides, I wasn't going to eat you either way."

She crossed her arms. "But…aren't you Red Dragon Archfiend?"

"I am," Said the dragon, "But I don't EAT virgins. I simply have a taste for them. Don't jump to conclusions."

Yuki smiled. "Oh, so you're a pervert, then?"

"What did I just say? And…I am most certainly NOT." It squeezed her again.

She squirmed. "Ok, ok. I'm sorry…"

The dragon looked around and sniffed the now afternoon air. Clouds were rolling in from the south, and the sun stretched its rays over the countryside.

"Alright, woman. I would like you to answer me a question. How long have I been asleep? Do you know?"

"Well, Prince Jack was dead about two hundred years ago…this tomb has to be at least that old. So, maybe you were in there for about that long, I don't know."

Yuki guessed. She seemed to strike a cord with the dragon when she mentioned Prince Jack. The dragon opened its hand and Yuki sat down with her arms crossed over her legs.

"Prince Jack isn't dead." He muttered.

200 years…I've been asleep for 200 years? It's been that long and nobody even found where I slept until now? What has happened…?

"What do you mean?" Yuki asked him. Red Dragon Archfiend looked at her and sighed.

"…It's complicated. You wouldn't understand."

Yuki gave him a sympathetic look. "I could try."

The dragon smiled. "You know, I should thank you for awakening me. Is there anyway I can repay you, fair maiden?"

"My name is Yuki. Anyways…I suppose you could take me back to my village, but I'm not sure how people would react to you. You are kind of scary looking."

The dragon scratched its head, a little disappointed. "I suppose you're right…However, I am pretty powerful. I think I can handle it just fine. Hold on tight, Yuki."

He started stomping down the road with Yuki in his hand, watching the world pass them by down below.

"Northwind village isn't to far from here. With you, it should only be five minutes or so." Yuki explained. The dragon nodded. They could easily see the village.

As they approached it, many people stopped working to gazed up at the giant creature just behind the trees. Yuki could see Rally and Leo in front of the orphanage frantically explaining themselves to Martha and Blister.

Old man Yanagi, the town storyteller, sat on a fence nearby, wearing his yellow jacket over a gray tunic. His pulled on his graying hair as he looked up to see the dragon. His eyes widened in amazement as he fell off the fence. He ran over until he was just beyond the dragon's reach.

The dragon approached him cautiously, and set Yuki down on her feet. Leo and Rally saw her, and ran up to her with tears in their eyes. Martha and Blister followed after them. The two boys hugged her tightly when they got to her.

"We thought the dragon was going to eat you!"

"We were going to get Blister to come help us!"

In the meantime, Yanagi bowed to the dragon, who smiled at his courteousness.

"It's been a long time you've been gone, oh great one." Yanagi said.

Everyone looked up at the dragon.

"I appreciate that you recognize me, old man. I assure all of you I mean no harm to any of you. However, if you are willing, I wish to stay the night here."

"But sir…How will we accommodate you?"

"I can sleep just outside the village. I require no food, just that you allow my presence in your village." The dragon said politely.

A man in back, who was the mayor of the village, approached the dragon.

"Just who are you, great beast?"

"I am Red Dragon Archfiend. A prophecy was made that a maiden's kiss would release me from my slumber to once again walk the earth. That prophecy was fulfilled, for here I am."

He looked down at Leo and Rally. "I meant not to frighten you."

Martha smiled at the dragon. She was a very knowledgeable woman, and felt there was something strange about the dragon.

"Yuki, would you go inside and help make dinner? I won't be long." Yuki nodded and walked back to the orphanage with Leo and Rally behind her. Blister soon followed.

Martha turned to the dragon. "I thank you for returning Yuki to us. However, I have the feeling it wasn't entirely selfless."

As the rest of the village went back to work, only Martha, Yanagi, the mayor, and the dragon remained. Red Dragon Archfiend smiled and kneeled down to meet Martha at eye level.

"You are correct. I wish to meet the girl's parents, come nightfall." He told her.

"They are missionaries off in the west right now. I am acting as her guardian in their place." Martha bowed respectfully.

"What reason have you to see them, and why at nightfall?"

Yanagi tapped his chin. "Oh, so you're one of those, are you?"

"I am." Said Red Dragon Archfiend.

Yanagi whispered to Martha. She gasped.

"But you're …! What is your reasoning?" Martha questioned him. Yanagi whispered again in her ear, her eyes widened.

"I see…Very well. Being someone of my standing, I cannot refuse. But, as her guardian, I am required to inform her parents of any significant events. I wouldn't be surprised if they decided to cut their trip short and come home because of this." She told him, "She is like a niece to me, I expect you to treat her with the utmost care."

"You need not worry. I have no malicious intentions. If needed, I can compensate you for the trouble." The dragon offered. She shook her head.

"Just be prepared to explain yourself. And don't you dare do anything without anyone's consent. You are a guest here." Martha warned him before heading back to the orphanage. Yanagi returned home to his cottage at the end of the village, a little uneasy.

Then, the dragon waited for the sun to set.

…

Everyone was instructed to go to bed early that night. As the moon rose over the village, Yuki put out her candle and sat up in bed, wearing only a white slip over herself. Martha seemed to be a little anxious during dinner, Yuki thought, it wasn't like her. She treated the other kids all the same, with firm kindness, but tonight she was especially conscious about her. What had happened? She stayed behind, Yuki assumed to speak with Red Dragon Archfiend. And Yanagi was still there. Was it something they talked about? Was it something she had heard?

She probably wouldn't be willing to tell her tonight. Perhaps when morning came, she would be open to answering her questions.

Just then, there was a gust of wind that blew through the window into Yuki's room. She had her own room now that she had come of age. It was simple, made of wood. The bed was also this way, with plain white sheets and pillows. She also had a small dresser to herself, where her clothes and necessities were kept. It made her feel good to have some privacy.

Yuki pulled the blankets over herself to go to sleep. But then, as she began to close her eyes, she heard a sound like something banging against the floor near her window. She assumed it to be the wind. Yet, she shifted around and peered out from under the covers at the window. It was still open, nothing has changed.

However, the silence was broken by the sound of footsteps in her room. Perhaps the sound before was someone climbing up into her window, she thought. A burglar, perhaps. But, when she sat up in bed and took a defensive position, she saw nothing there.

She crawled back under the covers, checking around wearily. She still had the feeling of being watched by someone. Her eyes felt heavy and the voice of her dreams was strongly beckoning her into its embrace.

As her eyes drooped, a dark figure emerged from the shadows. It came towards her until it was standing directly over her. She could hear it breathe; it seemed human in nature. Yuki also saw its shape; it was masculine in appearance.

She felt a hand over her head. Fingers stroked through her hair affectionately. Yuki began to wonder if she was dreaming, but she didn't want to take a chance.

She started to groan a little, which seemed to spook whoever was there. Yuki shot up out of bed, and was standing in the middle of the room. But, nobody was there.

However, her suspicions arose as she heard something make a thudding noise on the ground outside her bedroom window. She looked out the window, and she finally saw him, whatever it was that was in her room earlier had quickly escaped and was now staring back at her, just outside her bedroom window.

It was indeed a young man, for he was slim but strongly built and very tall. He wore a kind of form-fitting armor she had only seen in books. It was a bold black with blood red running all over it and through the edges. He wore a long, red sleeveless cloak with black trimming around the edges, and a black emblem across the back. It somehow seemed familiar, but Yuki could not recall where she had seen it before.

His face was covered by the red hood of his cloak, but she could see his long chin and his thin lips turned downward into a longing expression.

"Who are you? What were you doing in my bedroom?" Yuki demanded.

He smiled. She took a step back. He did not answer her, but instead started walking away. Her curiosity got the better of her, as she grabbed a brown linen shirt and threw it over her slip as she jumped out the window after him.

She landed on her butt not to far from the window, and caught a glimpse of him heading into the woods. But, he paused for a moment and looked back, as if expecting her to follow him. He kept on going, with Yuki trailing behind him.

They wandered into the night until they were in a clearing somewhere in the middle of Whisper Woods. She looked around, only to hear crickets and the howling of a wolf from far away. But then, she saw the man casually sat on a rock, with his back to the light of the moon. He looked downward at the grass as the wind made it dance.

She said nothing, so not to spook him again and make him run off.

Why was he stroking my head back in my room?

As she tip-toed closer to him, she tripped over a nearby rock, and fell on her stomach. She wasn't the most observant person in the world when she was focusing on something, in this case, him.

He turned his head to see her as she curled up into a ball and looked at her bare feet. The one that hit the rock had been scratched, and blood trickled down onto the ground. She waved her hand over it and closed her eyes, and in a moment or two, the wound stopped bleeding and immediately formed a scab.

She looked back up to see him cocking head curiously.

"I can do a little bit of magic…a lot of people in my village can. But, all I can do very well is a small healing spell that accelerates the healing of low level injuries." She laughed a little, trying to seem friendly.

He approached her, towering over her. He kneeled down and whispered some obscure word she couldn't understand. He drew his finger across the scab, and it disappeared, as if the wound were never there.

"Oh, you can do magic, too. Are you a wizard? Or a noble?"

Once again, she could not get him to say anything to her. At least not right away.

He put his arms under her to try and pick her up.

"I don't think that's necessary, but if you're willing to go to all this trouble, you could at least say something…"

He lifted her up, cradling her in his arms. Then, the young man finally spoke to her, if rather softly. His accented voice was cordial, but had a hint of arrogance in it.

"You shouldn't be wandering around the woods at night."

"Then why did you lead me here?" She asked.

"I was hoping you wouldn't follow me into the woods, that you'd be smart enough not to. I was hoping you would go back to sleep, so I wouldn't disturb you."

"What were you doing in my room?"

Now that he was holding her, she got a better look at his face. Strands of blonde hair draped down from under his hood, and she saw a faint glimmer of violet eyes. But his face was still shadowy; the nighttime shadows were his mask that concealed him from her. Perhaps this was coincidence, or deliberate, but it mattered not.

"I wanted to see you." He admitted.

Yuki giggled. "Me? What's so special about me?"

Suddenly, he tilted his head forward and lightly kissed her cheek. Yuki blushed as he drew back and looked away from her, still cradling her in his arms.

"…It's complicated." He said.

Yuki then had a revelation. "…Red Dragon Archfiend?"

He started walking back towards the village.

"Yes, I am the dragon you freed earlier today. But, as you can see, I am no ordinary dragon. When the sun sets, and until it rises again, I am human. In fact…I was born a human."

"So, are you under a curse or something?" Yuki asked, holding on as he carried her back. He sighed.

"It's something like that, but more of an enchantment, if you will. I used to be able to go between being a dragon and my true form, a human, but…as you can see, I cannot do so anymore. I must be a dragon by day and a man by night."

"So, who were you, before you were put under a spell? I mean…what was your human name?" She asked. They were now at the edge of the village. He frowned.

"Part of my spell…I cannot tell you what my human name was. However, there's nothing that will not allow to figure it out yourself." He walked back and was now below her window again before Yuki said anything.

Suddenly, something occurred to Yuki. It was something he had said when she first saw him back in the woods that day. She had her suspicions, but she felt she needed more before she spoke the allowed.

"Good night, then." He said to her. He uttered a word and jumped into the air, and landed in her room, just inches away from her bed. He set her down on the bed.

"Can I see you again tomorrow night? I mean, as a human?"

"I wouldn't have it any other way." He whispered as he jumped back out and went out back towards the edge of the village.

I think I should spend my free time at the village library tomorrow. I believe I know who he is, but I could be wrong, so I need to make sure I have all my facts straight. After all, I'm not a person who likes to be wrong…Perhaps Professor Frank would be willing to lend his knowledge to me as well…

That was rather short, but that's all that was supposed to be in this chapter, so here you go. You know the drill. Read, review, and no flaming. Also, am I correct in assuming that Professor Frank was the whack-job from the Fortune Cup who dueled Luna? Because, if I'm incorrect, I don't want to mess up the story because I got the characters mixed up.

Also, it should be screaming obvious where this is going now, but feel free to speculate anyway, because I also love speculations. Also, please read Yugioh 5D's: Legacy of the Star Princess, and stuff by my buddy, Coke head. Because she is awesome, and so are her fanfictions, especially A Futuristic Fairytale. ^_^