A/N: this is my first fanific just thought I would let u know... but just get on reading this is a KyoTohru pairing so if u don't like the pairing I'm warning u now: DO NOT READ THIS STORY!!! if u do u'll luv me lol j/k... just enjoy the fanfic peeps ;

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Captive Princess of Thieves

Chapter 1

The night air was stiff and quiet unless disturbed by the echoing sounds coming from the creatures of the forest to the east side of the city of Misaijo. Unbeknownst to the people of the city two teenage boys dressed in black swept across the roof tops of the city buildings swift and quietly not provoking anything they passed. The two boys stopped on top of the roof of the tallest building of the city as they gazed down at a gloomy and old mansion that had an eerie glow to it as the moonlight hit its outside walls.

One of the boys placed a hand on his hip as he gazed down at the mansion a couple of blocks away his flaming orange hair glinting as the moonlight shined down on him and his partner. "So that's next target?" he said with smugness to his voice.

The other boy nodded silently his purplish-silver hair glowing in the light of the moon; while his violet eyes flashed with hunger as he starred at their target. "Now we just have to wait for the signal."

The orange haired boy nodded his blood red eyes glowing mischievously. "As always." he remarked before him and the silvered hair boy shrunk into the shadows of the night waiting patiently for the signal that would allow them to attack their target.

Tohru Honda walked through the large marble hallway her long brown hair flowed behind her smoothly. Her deep blue eyes gazed at the floor as she walked a frown was plastered onto her rosy pink lips. Tohru clenched her fists tightly as she headed into her father's study; opening the large brown oak doors as she entered. The light blue simple dress she wore was held tightly in her fists as she trudged to her father's desk. Her father gazed at her sternly with his piercing light blue eyes over his circular glasses that were positioned at the tip of his nose. Streaks of white strands of hair could be seen blending in with his dark raven black hair giving it a look of a salt and pepper mix. Tohru stood stiffly in front of her father glad that the red pine desk stood between them.

"You called for me father?" Tohru asked with a calm voice but with an edge of disgust. Tohru didn't like her father in the least. He had always been cruel or cold hearted to her ever since her mother had past away. To her father all he could see was that her mother left and that gave him the whole responsibility of taking care of her. He hated it with a passion and he always seemed to make that clear every chance he could with Tohru. She had gotten so used to it over the years that she didn't cringe or fear her father, but every now and then she couldn't help but sneak off into her room and shed a few tears. She had no friends; her father had made sure that she never left the mansion no matter what the affair. No matter how she would try and be nice to her father he always just seemed to get colder and colder towards her.

"Yes, I did." her father replied coolly.

"Well what did you want to see me about?" Tohru asked impatiently.

Her father glared at her before he replied. "I thought I would let you know that you shall be married to Sir. Tisho by the end of next week."

Tohru's mouth fell open in her sudden state of shock. She was getting married! "Wait... wait a minute! I'm only sixteen; I can't get married! I'm too young."

"It doesn't matter to me how old you are. The sooner you get married the sooner I get you off my shoulders. Understand the concept Tohru, dear." her father shrugged with indifference.

Tohru had the sudden urge to spit right into his face, but held that thought back. "Well I'm so glad that you want to get rid of me so quickly." She shot back; sarcasm clearly written into her voice.

"Yes, I'm very glad. If my back didn't hurt so bad at the moment I would be jumping around my study whooping with joy." he smirked at his daughter.

Tohru clenched her dress tightly. A sudden thought struck her though as she revised what her father had said before. "Did you say that I was to marry Sir. Tisho?"

Her father had looked back down at the work he was doing, but raised his head back up to look at Tohru. The evil humor that he was feeling was written all over his face as he gazed at Tohru. "I'm so surprised you just now realized who I'm marrying you too." He replied with fake shock.

Tohru's eyes widened in disbelief. "You can't be serious! Sir. Tisho is like forty years old! He'll be dead in another ten years or so because of the deadly illness he has." She blurted out.

Her father's smirk widened. "My dear, you seem to catch on right quickly I must say. Now think for a moment why would I want to give you to some nice young man that I know will take perfect care of you; when you are not worthy of them."

Tohru felt as if she had just been slapped in the face by an invisible hand. He was serious! He was actually going to marry her off to some old rich guy! Tohru felt her face flush in anger; her blood was boiling she was so angry. She was not some whore to be thrown into marriage because of her father. She would marry who she pleased no matter what her father said. Tohru slammed her fists down onto her father's desk in her outrage. Her father looked at her a bit shocked by her actions. "How dare you," Tohru began in an angry hiss. "I'm not someone you can just push around as you please, father. I am old enough to do whatever I want and whenever I want! I will not allow you to tell me who I must marry. I will not allow you to marry me to some slimy, diseased, old man that I don't even know! I'll tell you right now father, I will not marry Sir. Tisho if it's the last thing I do! I REFUSE to marry him!" Tohru spat in her father's face boldly before she turned around and stomped towards the huge oak doors to leave. Right as Tohru was about to shut the door she turned back around to look at her father; who had a stunned and confused look on his face. Tohru smirked in satisfaction. "Good night, father." She said smugly before walking out of the study and shutting the door behind her.

Tohru walked back to her room quickly and shut the door behind her. Slumping against the wall Tohru gazed through the large windows that led to the balcony. I can't believe I told him off like that. But I couldn't help myself. I was just so angry that he would do that to me. That was just something I couldn't accept, so I guess I had to defend myself. And am I glad I did! Just thinking of the idea of being married to Sir. Tisho gives me the creeps. Tohru shivered as she stood up walking towards the balcony windows. The windows were thrust open by Tohru as she walked out onto her balcony to gaze across the city of Misaijo.

It really was a beautiful city. Tall and short buildings varied throughout the city; along with the shadowed colors that the moonlight cast down upon them during the night. But during the day everything seemed to sparkle almost like if you were in a dream. Even though Tohru thought Misaijo was a beautiful city she couldn't help but loath it. She had never really gotten to go out into the city because of her father always keeping her locked up in this mansion. The last time she had gone into the city had been when she was eight years old and she and her mother had gone into town to shop for some new clothes. But it was just a few days after that when her mother had fallen ill with a mysterious disease the doctor said he had never seen or heard of before. So of course he couldn't do anything to help her mother, and Tohru was left with just watching her mother die a slow and painful death. The memory always left Tohru feeling alone and lost with no one to help her.

Tohru closed her eyes against the vision of the city as she thought to herself. There is only one thing I wish for now, and that is to be able to fly! I want to fly away from this place and never see it again. I want to get away from my father and everything else that has to do with him! I hate it here. I just... I just want to fly away and get rid of all my loneliness and pain. A single tear rolled down Tohru's cheek as she crumpled to the floor of the balcony. Tohru sat huddled up to herself as she wept silently to herself.

The two teenage boys dressed in black dropped down onto the roof of the mansion. They both started to creep silently across dropping down onto one of the dozen balconies that stuck out from the house. The orange haired boy walked up to the windows and grabbed the handle to see if it was unlocked, but to only find out it wasn't.

"Yuki, get over here and unlock the window." He whispered quietly as he stepped back to give the other boy room to work.

Yuki stepped forward and bent down to insert a long thin wire into the key hole that was besides the door knob. He worked patiently with all his attention focused to his job at hand. The orange haired boy gazed around keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings making sure no one tried to interfere. There was a silent click as the lock gave way to Yuki's skills. Yuki pushed the door open silently as he entered the room, the orange haired boy right behind him. They both scanned the room carefully as they made their way to the other side of the room to the door that lead to the hallway.

Yuki grabbed the door handle getting ready to open it before he turned around to look irritated at his partner. "Kyo, will you please stop breathing down my neck." He asked annoyed before turning around to open the door and swinging quietly open.

Kyo grumbled. "Sorry."

They both stepped into the hallway quietly and started to head down it to their destination.

Kyo looked over at Yuki. "Which room was it again."

Yuki rolled his eyes before he replied quietly. "It's going to be either this door coming up or it's the next one to it. Hatsuharu wasn't able to get the exact location, but was able to narrow it down to the two rooms."

Kyo nodded in understandment as they continued to stroll down the hall silently. Kyo and Yuki both stopped in front of a regular old oak door before Yuki twisted the handle and pushed the door open slowly to gaze inside before motioning for Kyo to follow. They walked to the center of the room seeing that their prize was set on a stand in the center of the room. Yuki and Kyo gazed at what they were supposed to steal with astonished looks; there on the center of the stand stood a golden dog reading a book.

Kyo growled. "When we get back remind me to punch Shigure."

"No need to because I'm going to be doing the same damn thing." Yuki replied just as annoyed as Kyo was.

Kyo without thinking because he was so irritated at the moment snatched the golden dog before checking to see if there was any kind of alarm or security system. But just as Kyo snatched the dog a loud ringing started to echo through out the house. "Oh shit!" Kyo yelled.

"That's what you get if you don't think before you act." Yuki replied with a shrug.

"Oh just shut up, Yuki. Here!" Kyo quickly tossed Yuki the golden dog before they both dived out of the room and rushed down the hall. The sudden footsteps that were thundering down the hall caught both teenagers' attention as they both skidded to a halt, and bolted through the closest door to them. Quickly shutting it behind them locking it as well.

Both boys went rigid at the sudden female gasp they heard behind them. They both turned around slowly to gaze at the young teenage girl that stood at the entrance of her balcony window.

To be continued...