Hi everyone! Thanks to all who reviewed, favorited and followed this fic after the third chapter. I'm so sorry for being late because I was out of my mind about the plot of this chapter. However, here it goes!

Dedicated to: Cutetyhil aka Simy :D

Nippon. The empire of knowledge, arts and simplicity. Beauty travelled through her veins, from the ruralness to the urbanity. Kings were soft-hearted who loved their subjects like their own children. They weren't rulers; they were fathers. The same thing can be said about the queens. After the birth of princess Tachibana, every single positive thing in the kingdom increased drastically. But before her, when Nippon was waiting for her worthwhile child, he came. She was waiting eagerly for someone who would fulfill her to the final extent. A great warrior was born in her womb. And with his arrival, everything took another change. He was born in the clan of the prime minister of Nippon. He didn't arrive in a royal family. Well, would it be the obstacle in his way to the throne of Nippon?

"Ting!"

The glittering blades of two particular swords hit each other. Fastening the scabbard firmly into his fingers, he beckoned the opponent to come forward. His brown orbs were holding an evil but determined expression. His left foot was stepped back. He leaned forward a bit, somewhat folding his right knee.

"Taste this!" The challenger started rushing towards him with full acceleration. He also followed him, trailing at the direction of his appearance. After four or five steps, he leaped up, leaving all the masses on his back leg. While landing on the earth, he penetrated his vane into the gap of the metallic holder of his opponent's weapon. Not waiting at all, he pulled it up, causing the rapier to collapse on the ground.

The opponent gasped as his feet touched the soil. Shortly following his dumbfounded look, a grin appeared on his face. Nodding and accepting his defeat, he expanded his hand to the victor, for a handshake. Understanding it, the winner gently slapped on his shoulder, hugging him lightly.

"Good job, my dragon!" From somewhere, an old guy showed himself in the scene, "You're improving a lot nowadays!"

"Thanks, grandpa," The brown-eyed youngman bowed his head, "But I'm not pleased with this victory."

"But why, Hiro?" Being stunned, the rival interrogated, "You've defeated me. You should've been happy. Instead of being satisfied, you're discontented….for what?"

"Because you are not my goal, Isao." Hiro calmly replied, turning to him, "I'll be happy when I'll reach my goal."

He just stopped for breathing once after finishing his words. Right at that moment, a young lady hastened into the battlefield. Her skin texture was bronzed, shortly scorched in the sunshine. Wearing an off-colored kimono, she seemed like a maid.

"Fumika, you're here?" The old man frowned, "Any news?"

"A good one, my lord," The maid replied with a broad smile over her face, "Lady Yoshie has given birth to a baby boy. That's why lord Tatsuya has sent me here. He has asked you both to return soon…."

Her words were cut off as the old man jumped in ecstasy, screaming, "Oh God! Thank you so much! You've again filled my family with your endless blessings and happiness. Really your kindness can't be measured in scales."

"Grandpa, calm down," The elder grandson said, "Don't forget that you've been old. Your bones aren't as strong as they were in the youth. Too much stress isn't good for your health at all."

"Let my health go to hell!" Ryu Granger tumbled, holding his kendo stick, "Today I'm so happy. I want to dance more. Yo-hoo! Heigh-ho!"

Sighing, the boy put off his golden chain with the diamond locket and passed it to the servant, saying, "Your reward. Don't mind grandpa's words, I think he's been crazy in joy. You may go now."

"Sure, master Hiro." Bowing her head once, the maid left.

Turning to the kendo master who was still diving here and there like a hyperactive frog, he asked, "Grandpa, should we go home now? Or would you like to spend the rest of your entire day here?"

"Who wants to roll down on mother earth after hearing such a pleasing news, my child?" Swiftly, the grandfather stood up on his own feet. Placing his hands on his waist, he again spoke, "I need to meet my grandson. I can't wait anymore. Let's go!"

"Okay, let's go!" Being equally delighted, the new brother agreed with the kendo master.

The baby bluenette was crying in the arms of his mother when the new mother was cradling him affectionately. The father was also trying to pacify him, sitting beside his wife. However, all their attempts were going in vain.

At that time, the gray-haired man with his elder grandson rushed into the cubicle. Not caring for permission, he snatched the baby from the arms of Yoshie. Taking him into his support, he gazed at its angelic face. Rounded, tanned and soft it was. Its circular deep brown eyes were focused on the face of the eldest Granger. With its tiny fingers, it tried to touch his face. Seeing the actions of his younger grandson, the old man couldn't hold his tears back.

"You don't know for how long we were waiting for you, boy," He stroked the baby's cheek, "And you're so naughty! Why haven't you taken so long to arrive?"

The baby rolled his ruby-orbs, trying to speak, 'I'll take time as much as I will need. Who are you to protest, old hag?"

"Grandpa, please pass him to me…." Hiro gushed to the eldest Granger, "I also want to take my little brother in my arms."

"Of course, Hiro-san, here he goes…" Ryu gave the baby to his elder grandson. Taking his little brother in his support, he protectively shook him. And the strange fact didn't take much time to occur.

Hiro's sword was tucked into its casing which was tied at the right side of his waist. The infant expanded his small hand towards it. Gripping the holder tightly, he pulled it out, exposing the naked blade of the weapon. Not dropping it, he aimed it at the chin of his elder brother.

In the suddenness of the event, everyone stood up. Outside of the house, thunder sparkled once as the sky was darkened. The boom of lightning shattered the glass windows into pieces. The ten-years old boy gasped, ended up dropping the baby.

A pair of skinny hands sharply caught him before falling on the floor. Following it, a tight slap fell on the cheek of the elder bluenette. Being shocked, he kept staring at his grandpa with shaken eyes. He was hurt but the slap couldn't hurt him. What hurt him the most, was the attitude of the old man. Everyone winced at this, particularly the mother.

"Hiro! Have you gone crazy?" Ryu Granger solicitously held the petite life closer to his heart, "You almost killed your younger brother. I didn't expect it from you at all!"

"Let it be, dad," Tatsuya squeezed the shoulders of his elder son tenderly, "Hiro-San didn't want to do it. He didn't do it intentionally."

"Yet he should've been careful!" The grandfather snapped, "Hiro, how could you be so irresponsible? You're a big brother now, so you need to be responsible to your little brother. And you treated him like this? Is it a principle of a trustworthy sibling?"

Bowing his head down, Hiro left the place quietly. Before leaving the place, he looked at his newborn brother and smirked once.

Only God knew what was hidden beneath the expression.

"No!"

From a nest on the branches of a banyan tree, some birds who had learned to fly just then flew away. The young Japanese lady broke down on the floor. Hearing her, everyone dashed into the room.

"Yoshie, what happened?" Her husband sat by her, "Are you alright?"

She was trembling furiously. Not answering the question, she handed a piece of paper to him. Screwing his eyebrows, the Japanese male took it. It contained the vivid feelings of his elder son in the form of a few words:

"Mom,

I'm leaving. Don't embarrass me by asking me the reason of my deed. It was my goal since my childhood to be the greatest warrior of Japan. I was also gradually heading towards it. But now I've a new competitor who is only a few hours old. And you all know that I'm quite arrogant. Once a commitment is let out from my vocal cord, I don't listen to myself even. For defeating him, I'll do anything. At any coast, I'll reach my goal.

Don't think I'm scared of him. I'm not jealous of him also. I wanna be the most responsible slave of my motherland. If I try to be a responsible brother, I can't attain what I want in my life.

One day, I'll return to my mother, Mother Nippon. Standing on her soil, I'll wave the flag of my victory in front of her people. I know I'll have many obstacles to do that. But mom, nothing can hinder me now. Nothing.

Convey my greetings to father, grandpa and my new rival."

From the same nest, a mother bird chirped, the song of perpetual estrangement.

Later on:

A turquoise-eyed man was standing at the edge of river Kamo. Small waves were arriving at the border, touching his toes. He was holding a wooden basket in his hands. Inside it, a little baby girl was lying, being covered by a white towel. She was sleeping peacefully. Living in the world of her fantasy, she didn't know what was going to happen with her.

"Ominous witch!" The man hissed, "For you, just for you, I've lost my beloved life partner. You're a messenger of darkness, you're a sin of ours. I want all of my sins to wash away. So, it's your turn to escape forever from my life!"

As he was about to gush it in the streaming water of Kamo, someone caught his hands. Looking at the catcher, his eyes were widened.

"Hayoko, what the hell are you doing?" The king snapped, "Are you in your sense? You're going to kill her!"

"She deserves to be killed, your Majesty!" The General retorted, "When she was born, my wife died. She has killed her! She has brought all the sorrows, all the miseries in my life that I never wanted to face. I'll finish her!"

"No Hayoko, don't say that!" The member of Tachibana clan took the basket from his hands, "Look at her angelic face once! She can never be ominous to anyone. Children are the blessings of God. They are innocent. They don't know what sin is. How can she be harmful to you and your family?"

The man named Hayoko bent his head down. Hayashi continued, "Look, I also have a daughter in my home. I'm a father also. And being a responsible father and a dutiful ruler, it's my sacred responsibility to protect all the children of my empire and prefer them to my life."

"Then she's your responsibility now, your Majesty," Hayoko raised his eyes, "Pardon me, I shouldn't talk with you in this way. But I can't keep her with myself anymore, my lord. Whenever I look at her, she reminds me about my deceased love. I can't keep her with myself at all…just can't….."

The soldier leader fled away from the spot. Staring at his trajectories, he finally gazed at the little girl in the wooden basket. She had a few hairs on her head in purple color. Her mysterious turquoise eyes were like two glistening gems, radiating their glow everywhere.

'If you can't take her responsibilities,' The emperor pondered, 'Then I'll take her as my responsibility. From today, I've two daughters. Hilary Tachibana and Dew Hayoko!"

A pacific grin spread all over the face of the baby girl along with her new father.

How's it? :P

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Simy, I hope you've liked it :'D

-Misty ^_^