Note: To my public, I'm back! After 2 years of being away trying to bridge the first part of my story and the second part of my story, it came to me the night before my first anime con. Well now I've returned, with a new installment to my ongoing saga of Prince Johnathan of Jupiter. To all those who have written me, I thank you for all your support and glad you all enjoy my story so much. Hopefully these future installments of my saga will go well. Due to the cease of updates for Sailorjupiter.com, I have been forced to move the story to Fanfiction.net. It's no longer possible for me to use one of my favorite tools, musical accompanyment, for my stories. If Fanfiction.net ever makes that possible, rest asured that I will do so quickly. Without further ado, let the fic begin!

Chapter Eight - A Prince in the Rough, or A Day at the Bazzar
By Prince Johnathan of Jupiter

~~BGM Choice: One Jump Ahead from Aladdin~~

Sean walks down the streets of the bazzar outside of the Central City. It's a bussling marketplace, many exotic wears available, and the merchants hollering from the top of their lungs the best and better priced items available. Sean already knew what he was looking for, a peice of cloth pulled across his face as he tried to look just like any of the other common people as he walked through the bazzar.

He already had an idea of what he wanted. He just needed to reach the metals district of the bazzar, which he did pretty quickly. It had been three days since he and his princess arrived on the Moon, and he was soon to join Lita in being introduced to the Princess Serena, her betrothed, and Queen Serenity, so that the Queen would place her royal blessing opon the union between Sean, under his alias of Johnathan Logan, and Lita.

Now he was searching for the perfect thing to give to Lita to compliment her dress she intends to wear to the meeting. He reached the appropreate sector, and moves into one of the jeweler's huts.

A portly old man with thick glasses waddles his way over to Sean. "Allo there, 'ow are ye doin' this day sir?"

Sean removed his faceguard now that he was out of the main walkway. "I do well, Old One. I am looking to have a peice of jewelry made, one of high quality and with the best matterials."

The man rubs his stubbled chin, squinting slightly while deep in thought. "Sir I am sure knows that such a thing will take time to gather the materials and to make the object in question... which in turn will mean Sir will need to pay much for the item."

Sean chuckled at this, knowing now the time had begun for bartering. He'd been to enough flea markets as a young boy to know how to weed out the swindlers from the honest people, and how to develop a fair deal. "Sir does well understand. And Sir is willing to pay half now, and half opon delivery AND satisfaction of the product, not before. But Sir will also want to discuss the actual design."

The craftsman smiled brightly. Now Sean had his attention, as he obviously must be a man who enjoyed his work very much. But the old one also knew how to check for suckers. "Sir knows his way around the trading tents I see. If you will produce something as a consultation fee..."

"No." Sean said flatly. The man was good, but Sean was better. He knew exactly what he wanted, knew exactly how to get it the way he wanted it, now he just had to prove to the craftsman that he wasn't a total fool. "I will give you 100 gold peices to allow you a look at my intended design. If you think you can do it, the rest of the half will be paid to you, and you can seek out the needed materials. And Sir will want his item within 48 hours."

This got the old man's attention. *Quick kid,* he thought to himself. *He's no fool, I can say that... looks like it's time for the barganing to begin.* "Alright Sir, we shall do it Sir's way. 100 gold peices and the design. But 48 hours is not enough time, I need at least 5 days to get the design down and another 2 to craft it..."

Sean almost didn't catch the tactic right away, but he shakes his head. "Your compettetor down the way is willing to have it done tomorrow for somewhat less. Perhaps I should go to him with my business..."

The craftsman quickly cloesd the entrance to his tent. "Oh no, that will not be nessesary... I just felt with the sort of materials you might be suggesting it would take time and practice... let us take a look see at these designs of yours." Sean smiles, knowing he got his way and hands the design over to the craftsman. The craftsman adjusts his glasses, getting a good once over. The design was simple enough, only the centerpeice would be a problem, but that could be easily gotten around. "And this is the exact scale you wish it to be?" Sean nodded. "Then it will cost 15,000."

Sean smirked at this. "I know very wel your compettetor can do it for 10,000 down the street, and as I said in much less time."

The craftsman muttered. He was so close to getting the boy to accept his offer, but Sean was too quick for him, so he sighed, compromising. "12,000, and I can have it done in 36 hours."

Sean smiled triumphantly. He got his way, and for much less than he had originally assumed. "We are agreed then. To assist you, I will give you the first needed material. It's up to you to get the rest." He hands the old one a very fine but rough emerald. The old one's eyes lit up at this, trying to assess it's value. "It must be used in the construction of my item. No questions." The old one nodded, and Sean payed him the remainder of the 6,000 downpayment. "I will be back tomorrow afternoon to check on your progress. If you can have it done by the time I get here, there's an extra thousand in it for you." They shook on this, and the old one quickly skuttled out with plans in hand and a gleam in his eye.

Sean replaced the mask over his face as he made his way out into the walkways of the bazzar, knowing something good will happen soon... his daydreams were interrupted when a man in a white cape bumped into his side. "HEY!!! Watch it pal..." Sean went to grab the man's arm, when a large curved knife was pointed at him. Sean's eyes followed their way up the man's cream-clothed arm, and continued till he saw the cool blue eyes of the man acosting him.

"It is you who needs to 'watch it' because you never know when someone might just stab you in the back instead!" The man lunged forward moving to slash into Sean's chest with the blade.

Sean glared at this, and people began to gather around, giving them room incase of battle. From out of his sleeve, Sean draws a straight bladed tanto out, bringing it up to block quickly, the two men locked so the other could not move to attack. Sean quickly fliped off the blade and jumped high into the air, landing opon the awning of another merchant's cart. "And you make it sound like I have no manners, attacking a man who mistakenly bumped into you!"

The blue-eyed one jumps onto the awning as well, but in mid jump, Sean slashed a horazontal strike at his assailant. The man parries off the blade with his own, and reposts with a savage arcing cut. *Damn... this guy's good," Sean thinks to himself, *But not good enough.* He ducks around the arch, and swings his knife up and through the facemask of the warrior.

The cloth rips, and for a breif moment, Sean catches a glimpse of the man's face,,, but not before out of nowhere a red rose flies from the man's other hand to strike the facemask on Sean's hood. "Another time!!" The blue eyed one, smiles slightly before springing off the awning and off along a high stone wall into the shadows.

*Who is that guy...?* Sean had little time to contemplate this as he quickly sprung in the opposite direction, making his way for his own quick hiding place before sneaking back into the castle, quickly shrugging off the commoner cloak to don his green Prince suit.

"Where have you been????" Lita rushed over to him, straightening his tie. "We were supposed to meet the Princess for tea and cake over a half hour ago!!"

"Sorry my lady... urgent matters called me away, but I am back now..."

"Well hurry up, we can't keep her waiting too long... or all the cakes I made will be gone." She gives him a small smile and a quick peck on the cheek before running off with Sean to a small sitting room near the gardens, where Princess Serena sits stuffing her face full of cake.

"I'm sorry Princess..." Lita curties, motioning for Sean to bow, which he does.

"Oh... no problem... Lita.. I was just... enjoying some... cake." The meatball brain speaks with her mouth full as she sticks a cake in her mouth the swallows during the pauses. She then sees a shadow move behind the pair, and her eyes get really big, and runs over to it. "DARIEN!!!!" The Prince of the Earth smiles as he steps out of the shadows, clad in his Tuxedo Mask disguise, but without his mask, and he quickly hugs Serena.

"Sorry I'm late, Serena." He gives her a quick kiss then nods over at Lita. "Princess of Jupiter, I am glad that you..." At that moment, Darien looks at her companion, as Sean gets a good look at Darien. The pair's eyes meet, and a quick flashback of the incident in the bazzar and the quick look they had at each other, as they raise their arms, pointing at each other, and they say at the same time...

"YOU!!!!!!"