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Journey Of The Heart

Chapter One: Perfect Strangers

"I wonder whats going on?" A young man about seventeencomments to his companions as they ride down the street towards the crowd, his hair swinging in its tight chestnut braid, with the movement of the horse. He and his four companions were knights of this realm, but one was also a Lord, he road ahead of them. The man he had spoken to on his right was of a diffrent race, had dark hair tied at the nape of his neck, and dark almond shaped eyes. The man on his lefts' hair was cinnamon colored and the bangs covered his face almost compleatly, but other wise it was short. As for the Lord (well i'm sure ever one can figure out who he is) he rode in to the crowd and they parted for him.

"She must have done something very wrong to diserve such a fate." The dark haired man replied as they caught sight what was happening. The Lord who hadn't been paying much attention, now stopped his mount, seeing all to well what was going on. A young blond womanwas being beaten. She couldn't be much older than he was, andfor some reason she seemed familar. One thing was obvious however,she wasfrom the next shipment of slaves. "Of all the dishonors!" The dark haired man spat when the slaver broutght out his sword, after the woman passed out. The lord couldn't agree more, so when the braided knight brought out his whip he did nothing to stop him.A loud crack sounds, and the Slavers sword falls from his hand. When he turns to them, fear and surprise cross his double chinned face.

"M...m...m' Lord!" He stamers reddening. Being caught at such a fowl deed could mean his head depending on the Lord and this one was the most likely to take his.

"What has she done?" The Lord asked voice dry and mono toned but edgedenough to unerve even the most fearless of men.

She... she wasn't following orders m' Lord."

He knew this wasn't the case but interfearing could mean confrentation, and with only his personal guard he couldn't risk it. "How much do you want for her Slaver?" His question brought gasps from the crowd, as well as his companions. The banged knight made his way up beside him.

" Do you think it wiseto buy her Sir? She is disobediant, and you have no need for another servent ." He whispered.

"How much." His face was set, showingthat he wasn't going to change his mind, and that was all there was to it.

"For you m' Lord a gift. She is of no use to me if she can not follow orders." The slaver bowed and backed away, all too eager to get away from them. The crowd quickly dissapated after that.

The Lord raised his hand and the dark haired man dissmounts to retrive her. "Bring her to me." His eyes snap to his Lord, such a thing was unherd of a Lord did not carry their own slaves.

"Lord Yuy?" The cinnamon haird man questioned.

" I'll explain to you later" He replies andlooks around at them, taking her from the dark haired knight. His eyestell all the other three need to know, and they set off at a moderate gallope.

Sank Kingdom

"Damitt!" A young blonde with ice blue eyes, paces frustatedly around the throne room. "Are you sure that they were slavers?" He turns on the man who had just brought news of his sisters kiddnapping by Tarulian Slavers.

"Yes. I'm sure Prince Milliardo." The gaurd backed away form the distraught prince.

"Father! Let me lead an army and bring her back."

"Milliardo! We are a pacifist nation. We can not go about sending out armys after missing persons." King Peacecraft replies calmly trying to consol his sons fury.

"Begging your pardon Your Grace , but Princess Relena is far from being "just" a missing person. " A young blonde enters the throne room, his aquamarine eyes sparkleing with worry. He wares the colors of an elite knight, captin of the gaurd and the Kings right hand, as well as being the sole heir to the Winner throne.

"Sir Winner!" The boy bows. "I have never heard you speak so passionately of a situation that could possible mean war."

"There will not be a war." The young knight states plainly.

"Oh really?" The king questions strangely amused, by his certainty. "How can you be so sure young one?" He puts forth a more seriouse face.

"Because four of my very good friends are now serving in that country. And if allowed to inlist in their services, I am sure they will be able to find you daughter and bring her back with out attracting much attention." They all knew who he was speaking of. Each and every one also knew that these four had been been branded traitors during the privious war, but Quatre alone knew that they weren't and the only reason for what they did was to ensure the safty of the Royal family. He wanted his friends names cleared, and he wanted to seen them again. Most of all he wanted Heero to come and remove this heavy mantle from his shoulders, setting it back where it really belonged.

"The day that traitor, Yuy and his men at arms, helps you find my sister is the day her horse sprouts wings." Milliardo replys.

"Oh! Then I do hope Relena can handle a flying horse." He says turning back to the King with a pleading look in his eyes.

The king looks at him contemplatively for a few moments, and then speaks." What would your friends services cost us Quatre?"

"That my lord we would have to ask them."

"Go then. Take three men with you and send them back when you get word. I give you my seal of safe passage. God go with you." With that Quatre bowed and left the room, leaving a fuming prince in his wake. :How can either of them trust,Yuy after what he did. Don't they realize he is a threat to the countries well being. What would make them think he will help.:

(Ok theres the first chapter. Review )