Disclaimer: I would like to say that I don't own Cinderella. Also that the two girls that I will use in this story are made up. Also the boys that I wrote about are 13 and 14 (for right now) I will tell you when their ages have changed. Also that the scene about the princes talking; they are walking down a road looking as commoners. Also the boys' mother is Keiko and I do not own YYH.

Part One—The Beginning

Once upon a time there lived two princes. They were both handsome and smart. There was only one problem; these princes had to get married. No matter how hard the king tried to get them to choose, they would tell him to not worry, and that they would find someone soon. Even though this was a lie the king, Yusuke, believe them because they would disappear for a few days and come back.

While away from the castle…

"Hiei, father is eventually going to find out what is going on when we sneak out." The youngest brother, Kurama said.

"What does he know? Ever since mother died he's been all depressed. Besides were always cooped up there. It is good to find out the problems of some of towns so we can help fix them. That's what we're supposed to do." Hiei told him with much confidence.

Kurama glared at him. "Oh, really then you were helping that man in the market place. What was your reason…because he looked at you funny?"

"I didn't see you stopping me." Hiei retorted.

"Very well." Kurama stopped and started to walk back to the castle. Hiei knew that Kurama was going to get him into a ton of trouble, so he stopped him.

"Fine, why don't we actually do what we say we're doing?" Hiei caved. Kurama smiled at him. Happy that Hiei had seen it his way.

While this was going on with the princes, there were two girls having an even tougher time. These two girls had become slaves in their own home after their father, Kuwabara, died of sickness when the girls we're ten and nine. Their mother, Yukina, had also died because of a sickness when the girls were four and three. But before the father had died he had remarried, to a 'nice' woman, who had two daughters of her own, and married, for the sake of his two beautiful daughters Amia who was eight and his youngest daughter Sapphire who was seven at the time of their father's marriage.

Amia had dirty blond hair that was straight as a pin and reached a little bit passed the shoulders. She was short in stature and had dark blood red eyes, but they never angry they were always happy. Sapphire got her name from her beautiful cobalt blue eyes that always shined as bright as the sun and moon. Like her older sister she had noting to fear…not yet anyway. She was normal height for her age and she had long fiery red hair that was just as straight as her sister's hair.

But when there father died their step family started to show their true colors. Their step mom, Amanda, had made them do housework, and made them wait hand foot on her daughters, Elizabeth and Heather. But that was the least of their worries because things would get harsher as time went on.

When the two girls are 13 and 14…

"Amia you're not doing it right!" Amanda yelled.

"I'm doing my best…if Sapphire could help me; I could do it…" Amia pleaded.

"Do it right or you get no food for the rest of the week!"

"Okay." Then Amia hung the huge picture, which was twice her size, above the fire place. The picture that had been hung was a picture of their stepmother, and their stepsisters.

"Now may I have something to eat; please!" Amia begged like a helpless dog.

"Here." The stepmother threw a bundle of bead with jam at Amia's feet. "That's also your pathetic sister's food too."

"Thank you." Then Amia scurried off to her and her sister's room.

Once in side their small room. (Tower)…

"Amia, were you able get the food? I'm really hungry." Sapphire wined.

"I've got it right here." Amia ran to her sister's side. The girls had a hard time eating the food because it was old and hard, but the girls didn't care, it was food.

"Amia, do you think we'll ever get out of this mess? Are you sure we don't have any aunts or uncles?" Sapphire asked painfully.

"I know we'll get out of this mess, in time. And I know we don't have any other family, so we're stuck. We'll just have to make the best out of a bad situation." Amia assured her. In the back of her mind she knew that there was no way to make the best of a situation like this. They would have to hope and pray that some found them and saw the horrible conditions they lived in and take them away or that their stepmother would die (not very likely).

Sapphire goes to their window that has a beautiful view of the castle. "It looks so pretty; don't you think?" Sapphire asked Amia.

"Pretty alright, and expensive and…I would hate to be one of those maids who have to clean that thing from top to bottom. Now help get the dirty laundry."

"Amia, that's not nice! I bet the king and his sons are sweet…kind…and caring too!" Sapphire said dreamily.

Amia rolled her eyes at her sister. "Sapphire, we don't live in a land of fairies and unicorns or happily ever after endings. This is real life and it would be helpful if you kept your feet on the ground." Amia scolded her.

"I'm sorry; it won't happen again." Sapphire said in a weak voice. Amia having a huge soft side for her little sister gave her a hug.

7 years pass and the teens turn into adults. (20-21)…

"I cannot believe that my sons have not found a wife after all these years!" The king bellowed.

"Now, sir, they are doing their best." The adviser defended them.

"Well their best isn't good enough! I getting on in years and I want to be able to see my grand children grow up."

"And I have great news they'll becoming back in two days! Isn't great?"

"I know! I'll throw them a party when they get back, and all the maidens in the kingdom will get invited. I mean they can't say I'm plotting something because it will be a welcome home party, and all the maidens will just happen to be there! Man I am good!" The king smiled to himself.

In the stepmother's house (the girls are about the same age as the guys 20-21)…

"Amia, can you help me make lunch before stepmother gets back. You know I always mess up at cooking." Sapphire asked her sister.

"Sure, but you have to clean the floors." Amia told her.

"Deal." Sapphire went into the grand hallway got on hands and knees and started to scrub. She hummed softly to herself as she cleaned the floor. By the time the step family got home the food was ready to be served and the floors were clean to a sparkling white.

Amia had grown, but was still short and her hair had grown long and was braided and touch to the middle of her back. Amia's eyes itself had not changed in color, but in emotion. She was no longer innocent and cheerful, but harden and angry at her step family. She was so skinny that you could see her rib cage because she was hardly feed on a daily bases. Her clothes were rags held on strings with holes all over them.

Sapphire had long dirty red hair that pined into a bun. Her eyes were not as soft and innocent as when she was young. She and her mind had created a fantasy world to get away from the reality of her life. Her eyes held much sadness; the wish that everything would go back to the way they use to be, before their step family came, would be there. She was tall and frail; a little taller that the average height of a women. Her clothes had grown a little small for her and were not in better shape than her sister's clothes.

While the girls were dusting and cleaning the kitchen after lunch their step family went up stairs to play their instruments.

Heather loved to play the flute. She had raven black hair that was wavy that was chin length. Her eyes were chocolate brown, but her eyes were too close together and she had a pointed nose. Also she had mole under her right eye. She was often called Feather head by Amia and Sapphire because she wasn't so smart. Heather was the oldest sister. (A/N: When I say the oldest she is the same age as Amia and her other stepsister is as old as Sapphire)

Elizabeth was the youngest. She had white blond hair and light blue eyes. Her hair went to her shoulders and was straight. Her eyes were not to close together, but she had a big nose and a big mouth and often her tongue would often lash out. Her name became lizard after about a week. She was no bright light bulb herself.

Their step mother had deep gray hair with one white streak. She had deadly turquoise eyes that hated the world. She was tall and thin except she had a big butt. She had dreams that her daughters would marry rich sons. Amia and Sapphire often giggled at the thought of any rich son marry one of them.

"Amia! Sapphire! I want tea at 2:30. And not a minute later or sooner. You hear me?"

"Yes stepmother." They chorused. Once the step family was in full swing with their lesson the girls started to talk.

"Geez! What's it like living the high life; I wonder!" Amia said angrily.

"I wish I knew. It must be heaven compared to what we're doing now." Sapphire agreed.

Knock, knock, knock Sapphire look up at the door and got up and opened it...

Well what did you think about it so far? Please review. : ) (I didn't really make very many changes to the first five parts of the story only because I didn't want to start over. I did correct somethings and will update the chapters already up. They don't really change. The next part of the story might, only because I haven't written for awhile and also I lost the last bit of the story so I'm going to have to retype it. I'm sorry. Please forgive me!)