::Nightmare:: Disclaimer: Disclaimer for first chapter applies to the rest of the story Rates: PG, AU, Shounen Ai, yaoi, language Notes: Eeeep! Sorry this took SO LONG to write! I've been a busy little bee getting up new websites and going on vacation and doing other stressful things. Like... getting two brand new muses! Excel and Aracd! ^.^ There's no real point to this chapter though, it kind of drags on, but I thought it'd be too early to introduce Wrecka to the kingdom yet, that's chapter three! -- "So, tell me what he's like again."

"Word has it he's too kind for his own good. Innocent, sensitive and very trusting. It's hard to imagine if he's even got one bad bone in his body."

Wrecka-hime fingered the pendant around her neck and giggled maliciously. Which, in fact was her only trademark because maliciously giggling was not an easy task to perform. She was draped over her throne, with one leg over the arm of the chair. Her father, King Azuma was away temporarily, most likely 'occupied' with another one of his concubines. But for Wrecka, she already had her fair share of fun for the evening. Like they say, the apple does not fall far from the tree.

"Thank you, Yoshino. That will be all." She waved her own personal servant off. He dissappeared down the hallway. Wrecka grinned and pulled out the handheld mirror beside her throne. "If that Prince Roose is as innocent as they say he is, I'll have to work on my own innoncence as well." -- Roose rapped lightly on the large door to his older sister's room. Her handmaiden, Leena answered, and when she saw who he was, she bowed. "Your Highness, please come in."

Roose stepped inside. Teela was sitting at her desk, writing something when she looked up, the faint traces of a smile wrapped her lips.

"Konbanwa, Roose, what can I do for you?" She called for Leena to bring up another chair to the green haired prince could sit down.

"I'm looking for advice."

Teela's eyes widened only slightly. Roose's own face was growing even hotter already. "Ask."

Roose began chewing on his left middle finger. "How do I, get someone to notice me?"

"Do you have eyes for someone? Or are you worried about Wrecka-hime?" Teela inquired. It had been one week since the kingdom found out Roose was to marry the psycho princess from Ingrid. And, she was scheduled ot arrive tommorrow.

Roose didn't want to lie to his older sister. He rarely kept anything from her. As she confided everything to Roose. Even so, there wasn't much to tell. Teela was two when their mother died, but at times she could sometimes recall her face.

"I don't want to marry Wrecka-hime." Roose defended her last quiestion. Teela only nodded. "It's... about..."

Teela understood. She made a motion for Leena to leave and looked to Roose with concerned eyes. "Your personal servant, Yamagi right? I have seen you two in the morning gathering shells."

Roose's blushing eased a little. He and Teela understood each other so well and they were only one year apart. It must not have been a surprise to her. The prince sighed. "'Neechan, Wrecka-hime comes tommorrow, and I don't want to meet her. Yamagi-kun is really upset. And... I want to talk to father about... this arrangement."

Teela's eyes lowered. "My dear brother, nothing can be done presently about your situation with Wrecka-hime. And father would be most upset if he found out about your..." She paused for words. "Sexual preference."

Roose sighed in frustration. "But I love Yamagi-kun! Maybe I always have! I'll definitly find a way out of this!" He was gripping his knees now, no longer biting his finger, but his bottom lip instead. "Until I do I... want to tell Yamagi-kun."

"Are you sure that is the right thing to do?" Teela asked. Her face was back to it's usual dull look, the faraway look still in her eyes.

Roose nodded. "I don't care if it's not."

"Alright." Teela nodded. "Then I will tell you what you must do." -- Force smoothed the ends of Roose's bed out. His little brother was sitting on the prince's deskchair waiting for Roose to come back no doubt and his knee was shaking impatiently. Force now arranged the pullows, fluffed and smoothed them out, but was surprised when Yamagi suddenly burst out.

"I'm not leting some slut come into the kingdom and ruin Roose like this!"

Force was surprised but managed to keep his expression calm. He shook his head very slightly, not even putting a hair out of place. "And just what do you think you can do about it?"

Yamagi was taken aback. He had thought so far ahead as to complain to the King himself, but he hadn't realized that his rank would play a major role in this. No one would even dare pay attention to a servant. The purple haired boy sighed in frustration. "I don't know what I'll do."

Force chuckled only slightly. "You know, this whole situation could get very interesting when Wrecka-hime comes tommorrow."

Yamagi wasn't amused. "Shut up."

"Listen to yourself, Yamagi!" Force snapped at his younger brother, losing his calm and collected attitude. Then his tone changed to a very high- pitched voice. "Oh Roose! Oh how I love you so! If only I was a girl, I'd be your princess!"

"I never said that!"

"No, but you thought it." Force grinned. He began to pile all of Roose's dirty laundry into a basket.

Yamagi fell silent for a moment. "I didn't think like that. If I wasn't a guy, I could live with Roose without trouble or dishonoring his name..."

Force rolled his eyes. "You take all the fun out of me torturing you. Now help me take these clothes down to the laundry room." Yamagi stood up to take one handle of the large basket, while Force had the other and they left Roose's room.

As soon as Yamagi and Force had turned a corner, Roose appeared at the other end of the hallway. He had a rather ridiculous grin on his face and he threw open the doors of this room only to find it empty. "Ne, Yamagi- kun, where are you?" -- "I don't see why hiding in the laundry room is going to do anything." Clay muttered under his breath.

Hiido clamped a hand over the caramel haired boy's mouth. "Shh... someone's coming." The two ducked behind a pile of robes as two figures came into the laundry room arguing.

"I don't care what you say. I saw you with Aracd in the stables. Don't deny it!"

"Find then, I won't. But we're two to three years older than you! You're too young to be thinking such thoughts. And of the Prince no less!"

"I can think what I want! By the way, Aracd pants like a girl."

"Shut up! Just imagine how Roose'll sound."

"I thought I wasn't supposed to picture that." this was followed by a soft and very mocking chuckle.

Clay and Hiido exchanged very confused looks and Hiido nudged Clay to take a peek at who was there, but in the process, something fell on Clay's head and he received a dire nosebleed. The silver haired boy rolled his eyes and snatched the clothing article from Clay's red face and silently mouthed out the words. 'It's only a bra!'

Clay readjusted his glasses rather sheepishly and was able to look over the pile of clothes to see Force's head, but nothing else. He stood on his tippy toes and peered over the edge to just make out Yamagi's hair. Then he sank behind the clothes again.

"Who is it?" Hiido whispered.

Clay whispered back equally as quiet. "Just Yamagi and his older brother."

Hiido gave a sigh on relief. "Should have guessed from the conversation."

"You never told me why we're here!" Clay looked suddenly angry.

Hiido grinned. "We've been assigned by an unknown person to help bring Yamagi and Roose together, and to do away with Wrecka-hime."

"Sounds interesting, why us?"

Hiido's eyes narrowed. "How should I know? I'm in it for the money."

Tears streamed like waterfalls down Clay's cheeks. "How come I was never told this? And I'm not getting paid either!"

Suddenly, the clothes cleared out behind them, and the two boys turned around surprised to see Yamagi's face. "What the hell are you two doing here?" He scowled. Force appeared behind him.

"What's all that racket- Oh, it's you." His blue orbs narrowed when he saw Hiido. "I remember you. The thief from the market. I will get you today."

--Flashback mode-- Young Force bringing young Roose and Yamagi to the marketplace. A young Hiido in a cloak rushes past and bumps into Force. Their eyes meet for only a split second, and then Hiido is gone. Several minutes later, Young Force reaches into his pocket and realizes his pouch of gold is missing. --End Flashback mode--

"You'll survive Force. That was six gold peices and seven years ago." Yamagi rolled his eyes.

Force growled and turned around. "Very well then, but if he tires anything..." he peered over his shoulder at Hiido who was smirking wildly. "I will kill him."

Clay pushed his glasses up his nose and nodded. "A seven year grudge I see.... well, I've finished the laundry while you were in the flashback mode." he smiled and held up the basket of clean and folded clothes.

"Um... thanks." Yamagi took the basket. "You two haven't told us why you're here..."

"Teela-hime hired us." Hiido said quickly. Clay was about to object when he received an elbow in the side from the silver haired boy.

"Yeah." Clay coughed. "To do laundry."

Force raised an eyebrow, but let it slide. He took the other handle of the laundry basked and together he and Yamagi left Clay and Hiido in the laundry room to their business. Yamagi looked behind him once more suspiciously at the oddly wide grins from the duo. Yet, they dissappeared as the brothers rounded a corner.

And right at the moment Roose came from the opposite direction. "My dirty clothes are gone- so that means Yamagi-kun must be here washing them!" he smiled wide, adjusted the gold tassled on his collar before entering the laundry toom. Only, he stood face to face with Hiido Gner and Clay Cliff Fortran.

"Oh, hello you two!" The prince's grin was still plastered to his face. "I didn't know you worked here!"

"We uh, do now." Clay nodded, and Hiido acknowledged that by nodding as well.

"That's great! I hope to see a whole lot more of you two then!" Roose nodded, and his smile eased somewhat, as he tried to peer over the two boys' shoulders. "Say, have either of you two seen Yamagi-kun today?"

Clay pushed his glasses up with his left hand and point with his right. "You just missed him."

"Oh! Thank you so much!" Roose bowed in thanks only slightly, and both Clay and Hiido were obligated to bow in return. Then, the green haired prince turned and headed down the corridors in the direction that Clay had indicated and the way Yamagi and Force had gone only moments before. "Matte, Yamagi-kun!"

TBC! ^.~ -- Konbanwa- Good Evening -hime- Princess Matte- Wait

Kitzaku-san: There! MAAAN!! Chapter 2 took me forever to write! I have lots of ideas, but I didn't want to introduce them yet! Yugi Muse: o.O;; This was mostly a chase chapter with bad humor. I didn't do that! Kitzaku-san: Well, since you're always after my memos, I got me an Excel Muse. She's got bad humor and reminds me of everyhing. Excel Muse: Illa! Pala! Pala! Zzo! Zzo! Zzo! Kitzaku-san: Thank for reminding me to tell the readers Excel Muse! R&R kudosai! ^.^