((I don't ,and never will own, Sailor Moon, or Gundam Wing...
this story takes place in 16th century Japan in two kingdoms))
The young woman with light sandy blonde hair fought her trainer without mercy, striking here and there as he blocked and grinned. His brown eyes flashed, he enjoyed seeing the young Princess' progress. "You are good, for a Pampered Onna." he said as he blocked her attack. He went to knock her off her feet and she dodged, hitting him in the head. "Okay.. I take it back, you are good for an Onna." he said and brought down his pole in one gentle sweep, putting the girl on her back. He leaned over her and grinned, satisfied. "ERR!" she growled and stood up, straightening out her white robes. A messenger came to the door, "Princess Ten'oh...the King and Queen wish to see you." he said. "See you," her trainer said as she stood up and walked out and down the hall.
She sat in the room, in front of her parents.
"H-honey, " her mother said, "your father and I have been talking.. and we decided it is time for you to get married.."
Her eyes widened. "W-what.." she said.
"I told you.." her father said, head bowed, "she wouldn't like it! Why can't we let her make her own min-" he was cut off. "We already made the arrangements! He is Prince, and soon to be King, of a neighboring country, his name is Yuy, Heero Yuy." The young Princess scowled, she had heard of him. He was often cold.. she once meant him at a party, he barely talked.
She nodded. "Fine..." she said, "may I return to my lesson?" She would find a way out of this. "Yes, you are dismissed." her father said. She stood up and walked out, returning to the training hall. She sat down and watched as her trainer finished up on his own exercise. He looked at her and grinned, sitting down he took a drink of water. "What happened? Your family meetings usually last longer, no fighting this time?" he said and took another drink. "There's no arguing.. Im getting married." she said and he spit out the water. "What!?" he said. She nodded, she would move shortly after and live there, giving up her old live.
"Wufei," she said, "you won't be able to train me soon."
"What have I told you about calling me 'Wufei', it is 'Mr. Chang.' You have to be formal!" he said and looked at his bright young student. "I won't be here soon, AND I DON'T WANT TO BE FORMAL!" she cried.
"I know," he said, " Princess Ten'oh.." He glared at him and he sighed.
"Amara.." he said, " you have to except your fate." "How can this be my fate?" she said and shook her head.
"I don't know." he said. "I have to goto a dinner tonight.. to meet him," Amara said," I can invite another along with me, but since Michru left..." Wufei nodded, the Aqua haired girl had recently been forced to marry as well.
"Will you come with me?" she said. He blinked, he had never been to one of these royal dinners. He looked at her, realizing she wasn't joking he sighed an leaned back. "I guess, " he said.
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(before the party)
(Wufei's POV )
I stood outside, dressed in the best a simple trainer could get. Amara walked out her hair brushed down as well as I have seen it. Surprisingly, they had somehow got her to wear makeup, her lips colored a dark red and her eyelashes longer the usual. She wore a navy-blue dress that was cut low, most likely her mothers discussion, showing off her often hidden chest. It followed along her curves, ending below her knee, her graceful walk altered by the heels she was stuck in. I watched her until I realized she saw me in the hall, I averted my gaze, trying it seem like I did not see her. It was not allowed to look at her like that, I told myself, even if she was only a year younger than me, I was just her trainer. She walked out and tugged lightly on the sleeve of my black robes. I glanced at her and nodded. "Good Evening, Princess Ten'oh." I said and felt her take my arm in hers as she escorted me down the hall towards the dinner hall. I looked at my feet as we walked trying to keep my eyes off the lovely young woman, I would normally be fighting, at my side.
"Whats wrong, Wufei, you haven't looked at me.. " she whispered so only I could hear as we entered the dinning hall.
this story takes place in 16th century Japan in two kingdoms))
The young woman with light sandy blonde hair fought her trainer without mercy, striking here and there as he blocked and grinned. His brown eyes flashed, he enjoyed seeing the young Princess' progress. "You are good, for a Pampered Onna." he said as he blocked her attack. He went to knock her off her feet and she dodged, hitting him in the head. "Okay.. I take it back, you are good for an Onna." he said and brought down his pole in one gentle sweep, putting the girl on her back. He leaned over her and grinned, satisfied. "ERR!" she growled and stood up, straightening out her white robes. A messenger came to the door, "Princess Ten'oh...the King and Queen wish to see you." he said. "See you," her trainer said as she stood up and walked out and down the hall.
She sat in the room, in front of her parents.
"H-honey, " her mother said, "your father and I have been talking.. and we decided it is time for you to get married.."
Her eyes widened. "W-what.." she said.
"I told you.." her father said, head bowed, "she wouldn't like it! Why can't we let her make her own min-" he was cut off. "We already made the arrangements! He is Prince, and soon to be King, of a neighboring country, his name is Yuy, Heero Yuy." The young Princess scowled, she had heard of him. He was often cold.. she once meant him at a party, he barely talked.
She nodded. "Fine..." she said, "may I return to my lesson?" She would find a way out of this. "Yes, you are dismissed." her father said. She stood up and walked out, returning to the training hall. She sat down and watched as her trainer finished up on his own exercise. He looked at her and grinned, sitting down he took a drink of water. "What happened? Your family meetings usually last longer, no fighting this time?" he said and took another drink. "There's no arguing.. Im getting married." she said and he spit out the water. "What!?" he said. She nodded, she would move shortly after and live there, giving up her old live.
"Wufei," she said, "you won't be able to train me soon."
"What have I told you about calling me 'Wufei', it is 'Mr. Chang.' You have to be formal!" he said and looked at his bright young student. "I won't be here soon, AND I DON'T WANT TO BE FORMAL!" she cried.
"I know," he said, " Princess Ten'oh.." He glared at him and he sighed.
"Amara.." he said, " you have to except your fate." "How can this be my fate?" she said and shook her head.
"I don't know." he said. "I have to goto a dinner tonight.. to meet him," Amara said," I can invite another along with me, but since Michru left..." Wufei nodded, the Aqua haired girl had recently been forced to marry as well.
"Will you come with me?" she said. He blinked, he had never been to one of these royal dinners. He looked at her, realizing she wasn't joking he sighed an leaned back. "I guess, " he said.
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(before the party)
(Wufei's POV )
I stood outside, dressed in the best a simple trainer could get. Amara walked out her hair brushed down as well as I have seen it. Surprisingly, they had somehow got her to wear makeup, her lips colored a dark red and her eyelashes longer the usual. She wore a navy-blue dress that was cut low, most likely her mothers discussion, showing off her often hidden chest. It followed along her curves, ending below her knee, her graceful walk altered by the heels she was stuck in. I watched her until I realized she saw me in the hall, I averted my gaze, trying it seem like I did not see her. It was not allowed to look at her like that, I told myself, even if she was only a year younger than me, I was just her trainer. She walked out and tugged lightly on the sleeve of my black robes. I glanced at her and nodded. "Good Evening, Princess Ten'oh." I said and felt her take my arm in hers as she escorted me down the hall towards the dinner hall. I looked at my feet as we walked trying to keep my eyes off the lovely young woman, I would normally be fighting, at my side.
"Whats wrong, Wufei, you haven't looked at me.. " she whispered so only I could hear as we entered the dinning hall.
