Author's note: I'm so sorry that this side story took so long. This side story is definitely DEFINITELY rated M. It contain naked people, and almost rape. Younger reader be warned. This is also for SerenityLoverXD. I hope you all enjoy this! And thank you for reading.

Fire Emblem Fates

Side story 2

Kidnapped,Training,Kissing,War.

It's all started with a letter. One small simple letter. Aika had received a letter from Sakura. Just a simple letter that-in short said, "Aika I was hoping that you and Serenity would come to the Castle Shirasagi." Of course Aika jumped at the chance to see Sakura once more. It has been five months since our last visit. When Aika and I got attacked by Faceless, and I got kissed by the high Prince, but you might already know that story. I'm not sure exactly what happened between me and Ryoma. Maybe it was just some freak accident, or maybe it was a dream, or maybe it was just the mood or the moment. I really don't know! I tried to forget it but it just keeps coming back. I don't even think Ryoma has feelings for me. I think it was just a-a-a-a something, there will just go with that! A something. We were probably just caught up in the heat of the moment.

Aika was begging and pleading and whining and a whole other stuff too. Until I said yes for us to go. Well, I finally gave in and said we could go. Aika was overjoyed and immediately grabbed my wrist and ran like there was no tomorrow. It took us about two weeks to get to Shirasagi, it actually felt longer. The town was as cheerful and energetic as always. Since we were going to see Sakura, I thought it would be polite to bring her a gift. But what kind of gift do you give a princess? I thought bringing Sakura a Ice Crystal. It's an a captivating crystal with cryogenic powers. It will be perfect gift for Sakura. And the best part is, it won't ever melt. Aika thought or should I say forced me to get a gift for Ryoma. Now finding a gift for the High Prince of Hoshido was EXTREMELY difficult! I thought on it long and hard, then it finally hit me. I'll give him a Fire Heart! A Fire Heart is a magic stone that protects its bearer. And with his job, I'm sure that'll come in mighty handy. Well we had our gifts and we were on our way to Castle Shirasagi.

(Meanwhile in Castle Shirasagi)

A dreary sigh escaped Ryoma's mouth as he walked out of the dojo. Six hours of straight training, his body was soaked with sweat, but he felt very please with himself. His mother Mikoto caught his eye, when she saw him she had a devious grin on her face, then she ran like she was being chased by Faceless. Ryoma had a scowl look on his face. For some reason they were all acting different. His whole family. They were all fidgeting and very excited. Why? He didn't know.

"Brother?"

Ryoma snapped out of his thoughts, letting his gaze meet only his younger brother's, "I'm sorry, brother. What were you saying?"

Takumi sighed, shaking his head, "Ryoma, you needed a break, you could have ju-"

"I don't need any breaks. Takumi, I'm fine. I need to keep pushing myself, I need to become stronger."

"Right, I'm sorry." he apologized, frowning for a moment.

Takumi studied his brother for a moment, Ryoma looked more different then before, over the past five months he's been pushing himself even harder then usual. Training longer, harder, more rigorous. Ryoma practically lived in the dojo, "Please take a bath and rest, brother. You need it." with that, he left.

Ryoma let out another sigh. Takumi was right, he really did need a bath. His body was reeking with the scent of sweat. Still he was quite please with himself. He had gotten a lot stronger over these past five months, and it was showing to. Over the past five months he had to have his armor refitted over ten times.

He went to the Royal bath and enjoyed a nice, hot, soothing bath. His tense chiseled body, taut with heavy muscles, were trying to relax. But no matter how hard he tried to relax, Ryoma just couldn't do it. It was a little infuriating, but with all these battles with the Nohrians, he just couldn't let himself get soft. He refused to be weak.

He finish his bath, then was going to put his armor on, and go train again. He tried to put on one of his armor gloves, but it was to tight.

"Damn it, looks like I'm going to have to have another armor fitting." Ryoma gritted his teeth. "I better go tell mother."

So he wore a traditional kimono of a burning dark red, with his wild hair tide into a ponytail. He carried his armor to his room to dispose of it later, then he went to go find Mikoto. Ryoma rubbed the back of his neck noting how quickly his siblings ran around the palace. Hinoka and Takumi jumping over various things, racing, and even pushing each other when they had a chance. He wouldn't be surprise if the two took this out in a fight, since they always manage to, and it was both Sakura and himself to break it up. Mikoto and Yukimura were busy as well. They were putting things away and tidying things up. Sakura who was busy somewhere else but ran as hurriedly around the palace as well. Ryoma raised one eyebrow and walked over to his younger sister.

"Sakura, what's going on? Is someone coming over?"

"Y-Yes! People are coming over but for now, r-relax! We all got this!"

"If people are coming, shouldn't I be contributing?''

"Brother, we got this!" Hinoka called out, shaking her head.

"Wait, Hinoka, they're already here. Distract Ryouma until 'you know who' shows up!" Takumi whispered, looking at his older sister, panicked.

"Right, right.." she cleared her throat, "Brother, why don't we greet them?"

"Oh yes, of course." Ryoma nodded in approval and followed after Hinoka.

The Empress along with the two eldest siblings walked to the front of the palace where Aika was seen. Right on time. Mikoto, Ryoma and Hinoka waited there patiently, Aika's eyes gleaming with excitement as she looked around Hoshido.

"Hello your majesty, Ryoma, and Hinoka. It's good to see you again." Aika bowed.

Ryoma remember young Aika, Sakura just wouldn't stop talking about her. But Ryoma was more interested in her older sister, Serenity. Just the mere mention of her name, and Ryoma's heart started racing. He looked around for her, but he couldn't find her anywhere, he was fairly disappointed. He was hoping that the priestess would come. A soft sigh escaped his lips but he smiled at their young guest, "It's good to see you Aika back in Shirasagi. Sakura really missed you."

"Thank you Ryoma," Aika purred, a smile appearing on her face, "I can't wait to see Sakura." Sakura came out and gave Aika a big hug. Aika and Sakura tailed behind Ryoma, Hinoka, and Mikoto, they were various whispers and giggles between Aika and Sakura.

"Come on Aika, I want to show you the throne room." Sakura said, sending Aika a giggle.

"Ok! I can't wait!"

With that, they headed towards the throne room. Ryoma was talking to Mikoto about his armor, while the younger siblings were talking amongst themselves. When they arrived at the throne room, Aika gave Sakura the Ice Crystal and Sakura was overjoyed. Ryoma was still a little downhearted, but he made sure it didn't show. While they were all talking, Ryoma heard soft footsteps coming towards the throne room. He put his hand on the hilt of his Raijinto, narrowing his eyes at the door, as the sound of the soft footsteps came closer and closer. Ryoma's eyes widen when a figure dress in white came into view.

The first person that saw me was Ryoma. His eyes widen when I came into view. Aika was the second person to see me, and when she did, she came running.

"Akka your here!" Aika cheered.

She gave me a big hug, and everyone came and greeted me. Everyone except Ryoma. To be honest, my "tardiness" was apart of Aika and Sakura's plan. They wanted to see how Ryoma would act it I didn't show up. And they got the reaction they were looking for. Our eyes met, it was an intense staring match, but I lost before it even began. Ryoma's stare was like a hawk, dark and piercing. Ryoma let out a sigh, then he left. I could understand why, he was probably confused about his feelings too. It was just some dream or freak accident, and we'll just leave it at that.

The following day, I woke-up feeling more depressed than usual. Despite being here in Shirasagi again, I just couldn't get my mind off Ryoma. After Ryoma saw me in the throne room in the morning, I never saw him again the rest of the day. I didn't dare to ask his retainers about his whereabouts, they'd never give me the answer anyway. My guess was me was probably training. But that didn't take up is entire day-did it?"

Ryoma was no fool. When we kissed, it wasn't a simple good bye kiss on the lip. IT WAS AN ACTUAL FULL BLOW KISS….he probably caught up with that right away. The foreboding sense that my next meeting with Ryoma would change everything, was keeping me on edge. I charged out of my clothes and left my room. I was almost certain that Kagero and Saizo would be doing their job as always, following my trail like shadows. Because they did the exact same thing last time I was here. But I didn't care, because no matter what suspicions they had on me, I wouldn't try to do anything foolish. That would be sheer stupidity, I maybe naive, but I wasn't stupid.

I decided to do see Aika and Sakura. They were having a tea party with Sakura's retainers. Obviously, I wasn't planning on speaking to them, just wanted to see how they were doing, I at least wanted to go to a place where Ryoma wouldn't be. I'd planned on avoiding him the entire time.

Along the way, I investigated my surroundings a little, observed the magnitude of Castle Shirasagi and the superb space the courtyard actually occupied, plants seemed to be brimming with light, almost as if they were magic. Not only guards walked within the terrain, but also several scholars to, although the castle's guards has a distinct attire to stand out, it was obvious that they didn't intend to appear intimidating in the least.

I sighed, yearning for this kind of peace and equality for Nohr, and would probably never achieve this, much less now that I has given up my right to fight this war. And because of that, I have been shunned by many people in Hoshido and Nohr.

Strolling back and forth through the courtyard's training area as it slowly filled with hoshidan soldiers, I soon realized that when I stood at the corner, I realized that on the other side watching the soldiers train, an unmistakable bright red demon-like armored prince stood still with his arms crossed, simultaneously realizing I was here too. I could feel myself go pale, feeling his stare nailed me down, even from that far.

For a few minutes I attempted to ignore him, pretending to be interested in the small fight going on in the sparring area between two young samurais. But as soon as I turned to where Ryoma was, my heart stopped when I saw Kagero and Saizo at his side, their leige was speaking to them with a serious look on his face while they slowly nodded in return.

And then all three moved at the same time, the ninjas disappeared from sight and Ryoma walked through the yard.

"What on earth is that man up to?" I raised an eyebrow.

I decided to leave the training grounds and go someplace else. But I soon notice that Ryoma was following me. Ryoma made me know that he was following me around, across the distance his eyes were still pinned on me, dark and piercing, reminding me of a hawk...I looked around, his retainers were completely out of sight, Ryoma probably commanded them to. My heart was racing and for some reason I felt incredibly sick when I noticed the serious look on his face.

I ran zigzag around the garden, hoping to lose him, I kept looking back and confirming that he chasing after me. I ran into the archery practice range, where only a few archers have come to train. I was hoping that Takumi would be there so that he would hinder Ryoma's efforts of cornering me...none of the archers paid any attention to me, but they all saluted the eldest prince when he passed through, and he was much obliged to return their greetings with his well-known cordiality, but he was fast about it.

While Ryoma returned his greetings to the archers I ran, I ran as fast as I could, if not faster. Ryoma turned around and cursed under his breath when he saw me run away. He immediately dashed after me. He was far more faster then me and had much more endurance then I. Ryoma was no ninja, but he easily dodged the rocks and trees. Meanwhile, I was almost out of breath! Running from this man and next to impossible, if not impossible itself. I had no idea where I was running to, I just knew that I had to run. I just couldn't face Ryoma, not now, not after what happened! Except I accidentally guided Ryoma to the most secluded corner in the courtyard.

I am such an idiot.

"Oh boy, I'm screw." I frankly thought. "Oh boy, am I in big trouble now...quick think of some sort of plan to get out of here!"

Ryoma's armored hand firmly grabbed my wrist, I abruptly turned around to run past him in hopes of fleeing from this encounter one last time. I fought like a wild tiger, trying to break free from his grasp. But it was impossible. Ryoma was stronger then I thought. When I looked at Ryoma's face, the chin armor made him look angrier and more forbidding than he actually was, I couldn't help but to cower because of the obvious dread his expression harbored.

It was only him, me and the tall trees of this deep forest.

"Stop trying to run away, Serenity. Now." he growled lowly, I didn't realize I was holding my breath, trying to control the frantic heartbeats while being this close to him. His brow was furrowed deeply. "I need to speak to you about what occurred last time."

I bit my lower lip, I couldn't look at his dark eyes for too long. The pressure was too much, and having his hand grabbing my wrist, really didn't help.

After what felt like hours of reflection, I finally responded.

"I'm not going to excuse myself, Ryoma. I wish I could explain….but I can't, because I don't even know the answer. But I know what I did was inexcusable."

"…Don't speak of your own lack of judgement Serenity, I kissed you." He spoke boldly and was straightforward; I had to look back at him. I had the look of mortification written all over my face.

Then I remembered the sensation of our lips touching. I thought it was all just a dream, but now that he confirmed that it truly happened, a frightening realization suddenly struck me, painfully so.

"I REALLY HAD MY FIRST KISS!" I thought. "HAVE MERCY!"

"I was wondering if I dreamed the whole thing…..the moment, the mood, the kiss...I don't understand these feelings...do you?"

"I don't understand them myself...I can't..…I can't begin to see from what moment these perverse feelings began to blossom."

"Wait...perverse.…?" I felt the jolts grasp my heart tightly when I read the pain on Ryoma's face. "Then, you've been feeling like this way for a while? Is that what you're saying?"

Ryoma was silent, his eyes were closed and he let out a deep sigh. A part of me wanted him to say something, anything! But he didn't, all he did was just stand there holding...my...wrist? I was so catch up with the moment, that I didn't notice that Ryoma's grip was loosen.

I don't know what came over me, my body just moved on its own. I ran away from Ryoma. I ran away with tears in my eyes and I didn't look back.

"SERENITY WAIT COME BACK! SERENITYYYYYYYYYY!"

I let Ryoma's yells fall on deaf ears. Once again I found myself running zigzag thought the forest again, leaving a broken hearted Prince behind.

I kept running through the woods and I finally ran into Aika and Sakura.

"Akka, where are you going? Aika asked as she was filling her tea cup.

"Oh, I was about to go for a walk. Maybe to collect some medical herbs," I responded as I quickly wipes the tears from my eyes.

"Oh ok have fun!" Aika replied.

"I will." I said desperately trying to hold back my tears. Then I left the two girls behind and headed for the creek. I sat down under a tree, hugging my knees to my chest and bursted into tears.

"Why...why...why...oh dear God why..." I weep.

Suddenly, I heard a twig snap and I immediately turn around but to find nothing behind me. Hmm…must be my imagination. Might as well head back. I grabbed my staff and wiped my tears from my face and heads back. Brrr…it's cold. And boy am I undressed. Then I heard another swig snap, I turned around again, but I bumped into a...tree?

"Well well well, what do we have here?" A deep, but dangerous voice spoke.

"Uh-um-I-a." I spoke in a shaky voice.

Then suddenly, I felt someone lift my chin up. The touch felt cold and lifeless. "My, aren't you a pretty

little thing."

I looked up into eyes of the of the owner of that voice. The eyes were a dark gray, cold and lifeless like his voice. They sent shivers, up and down my spine. I could feel my body start shaking. "A pretty little thing like you shouldn't be out here all alone." He then leaned down and gave me a crooked evil smile. "Something bad might happen to you."

I suddenly felt a huge blow to my stomach. Unable to scream, I begin to black out, then I felt like I was levitating from the ground and I realized he lifted me up and placed me on his shoulder. Before I allowed the darkness to take over I whispered one word.

"Ryoma..."

(Training dojo)

"Huh." Ryoma lowered the Raijinto down. "It sounded like Serenity called out my name."

Ryoma walked out of the training dojo and looked around. "Now that I think about it, it's getting late, and she never came back."

(Later that evening)

It was dark outside, and without a sight or sound of my whereabouts, Ryoma was really starting to worry. Nobody had noticed my absence until Aika and Sakura asked for me. Ryoma went out to look for me, but there was no sign of me. Ryoma blamed himself for my disappearance, chasing after me like he did. If anything happens to me, he'd never forgive himself. All Ryoma could do now was just hope that I was alright, wherever I maybe. Little did he know, I was far from "alright." I had been captured by some rogue bandits, that capture or snatch girls to keep as slaves. They had already captured three Hoshidan girls and I was their fourth. We were chained to the wall, with our clothes ripped and our bodies beaten and bloody. I slowly opened my eyes, my vision was blurry but it became clear after a bit. I looked around at my surroundings, I was in a cage, chained to a wall with my body beaten and bruised, not to mention I was covered in blood. My body was sore and my bones were aching, even breathing was a challenge. I felt like I just survive a fight with an enemy, and lost, then got captured, and now being held prisoner. After I was beaten by the enemy.

The three Hoshidan girls who were here with me, were no better off then I was. Their kimonos were ripped to shreds, and their bodies were also beaten and bruised, not to mention bloody. Their once neat black hair were now tangled and messy. I could hear them crying in pain, tears were streaming down their beaten, bruised, bloody faces. They were in pain, and so was I. I remember seeing stuff like this in the movies and tv shows that my mom made me watch. They scared me half to death, and I made sure to be extra careful. But is looks like my luck finally ran out. In the background, I heard a door creak open, then heavy footsteps coming towards us. The crying girls silenced themselves, and whimpered quietly. There was something very ominous about the approaching footsteps, as they came closer and closer and closer to my prison cell. Then, the ominous footsteps stopped right in front of my prison cell. I looked up to see the owners of those ominous footsteps. I saw the same man who kidnapped me early today, and he was followed by four other bandits, but now I could see him more clearly. He was a tanned muscular man, whose body was covered with scars, he also has spiky armor, so I'm guessing this man was Nohrian. He had shaggy shoulder length tanned hair and an eye patch. He was caring a large axe over his shoulder, with a devious grin on his face.

"Open the cage." He ordered one of the soldiers.

The soldier did not hesitate to comply with that order. He got the key to my cell and opened the cell door. Then the man with the axe came into my cell. He still had that devious dangerous smirk on his face. Seeing him and that smirk sent shivers up and down my spine, I had a bad feeling about this.

He kneeled down to face me. "You know, you're even pretty like this then before. All weak and defenseless, stripped of your clothes and dignity. I love it when women are like this." Then he put his hand on my hair, seizing it mercilessly as he invaded my mouth with his tongue. My eyes went wide with anger, disgusted by the taste of myself on his lips.

He detached with a pant, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand to sever the string of spit that connected us. "I think that you're my favorite one. The others are too headstrong and stubborn. But you, you're different. You're what a woman should be, weak-willed and submissive. That's what I want in a woman. And you're perfect."

The man kissed me one more time, before he got up and left my cell.

"Who are you? And what are you going to do with us?" I coughed out.

The man stop and turned around to face me. He still had that devious smirk on his face. "The name's Ardri. And what I plan to do with these Hoshidan women is keep them as our slaves. But you beautiful, I've got big plans for you. Your going to be my "personal" slave. You and I are going to work real close together. Real close."

I started to tremble in fear when he said that last part. I didn't like how he said I was going to work real close to him. I maybe naïve, but I wasn't stupid. The man laughed one of those diabolical evil laughs and it echoed through the hallway as he and the other men left. All we could do now is hope and pray that someone would find us. But, I had a feeling that we weren't going to be rescued anytime soon. I just hope that Aika will be alright on her own.

It's been several days now, I lost count on whether its been a few days or a couple of weeks. My thoughts wandered to Aika, I knew she would alright, Ryoma would see to that. Ryoma...some how that Prince always comes to mind, now matter how hard I tried not to think about him, he always comes to mind. I would be lying if I said I didn't miss him, I missed feeling his warmth on my hand, I missed knowing that he was always right by my side, knowing that he would protect me, no matter what.

It was now the middle of the night, and the full moon was already high in the sky, looking down on the world below. I looked through my cell window at the sky, wondering if Ryoma was looking up at the sky to. I once again heard those same ominous footsteps headed towards my prison cell. I turned around and saw Ardri still wearing that dangerous devious smirk on his face, which always sent chills down my spine. But some how, this certain smirk was worse or more scarier then before. He opened my cell door and walked towards me. I

struggled at the chains that bonded me to the wall. He kneeled down and looked at me with a dangerous looked in his eyes.

"Now, my little prisoner. You and I are going to have sow fun." He smirked. "Release her!"

One of the soldiers followed the order. The chains that bonded me to the wall were unlocked but my hands and legs were still chained. Running away now would be stupid, and Ardri knew that. Ardri grabbed my arm and pushed me out of the cell. I fell to the ground, scraping my leg and arm. I could feel blood leaking out of my cuts. Ardri yanked me up and dragged me out of the prison cell where he kept the other girls. I could hear them crying in pain, not just physical, but also emotional pain. He and another soldier brought me to another room, Ardri glanced back at the guard.

"Leave us," he ordered. The soldier nodded and left me alone with Ardri. I was thrown down to the floor, I was getting tried and sick of it. This barbaric barbarian was tossing me around like a rag doll, and my body was paying the price.

"You know, you're a very beautiful woman" he said and threw his large axe beside, "I could have easily kill you, but then I thought to myself, wouldn't it be a shame to murder such a beautiful woman without at least having some fun with her first." He reached out and touched me. I jerked away from him, pulling me on the chains. I didn't like this, I didn't like this at all.

"Tell me, what are you going to with me and the other women?" I asked.

"Honesty, I don't care what happens to the other women. We'll probably sell them off as prostitutes, or keep them as sex slaves." Ardri said, "But I really don't care about them. You're the only one that I care about."

He turned, grabbed my shoulders, he pulled me up and yanked me towards him, slamming his lips onto me with brute force. I was so surprised, and my body was so sore, that it took me a second to realise what the heck just happened! I struggled to get away, but suddenly Ardri threw me back down. My bones felt like they were going to crack. I looked up at my tormentor, his eyes were full of lust and desire.

"I'm going to enjoy this," he said and yanked off his trousers. I gasped and struggle against the chains. I read about this in the book "Runaways" and I knew where this was going, and I didn't like it.

I gasped when Ardri was suddenly right in front of me and I found myself staring with horror at his lower naked body. I shut my eyes and turned away, but Ardri forced me to turn back towards him. Ardri took off his upper body armor and clothes and now he was standing completely naked in front of me. Then he tore off what was left of my dress and undergarments. I was naked, there was only strips of what was left of my clothes. But Ardri blew them off, now my body was completely naked and glistening with sweat.

"Tell me, do you know where this is going beautiful?" he smirked.

"Please" I begged, my voice was becoming scratchy, "Let me go...please."

Ardri kneeled down and held out his cock. I closed my eyes and started to cry and tremble. "Dear God, please, please help me..." I prayed.

"Tell me," Ardri said, "Are you a virgin?" I was hesitant, then Ardri laughed. "So you ARE a virgin, all the better." Ardri positioned himself on top of me. He squeezed my breasts, enjoying the feel of them as he was preparing to enter me. I screamed and struggle violently, desperately trying to get away. Ardri smacked my cheek hard. I cried out in pain, but I kept screaming and struggling. This man burned with desire for me, I had never been so scared in all my life. Ardri started ravishing my flesh, leaving bruises and red marks all over my body. Then he started leaving hickories on my neck.

Oh Dear God, please save me! Was all I could think about. Ardri was about to "enter" me, all I could do was cry. I gave up trying to struggle because I knew it was pointless as this point.

"Get ready my virgin, you and I are going to have some real fun now!" He hissed.

"Help! Please stop!" I screamed. "Please, I'm begging you stop!"

Ardri firmly pinned me to the floor. His cock was only a few centimeters away from my womanhood, when we heard a ton of commotion outside the door. His grip didn't loosen, in fact, he only tightened it. I may not be able to get away, but I took this opportunity to scream for help.

With all the strength that I had left in my voice I scream. "Please! Someone help me! Please! HELP!" And with that, my voice finally went silent.

Ardri looked at we with anger and hatred in his eyes. Now instead of trying to rape me, he wanted to killed me. There was hard banging on the door, then someone kicked it down, right off its hinges to. I looked to see who it was that knocked the door down. Ironically, I couldn't see who it was, because my eyes were red and to full of tears.

"DAMN YOU! GET THE HELL AWAY FROM HER!" A man yelled, and he rushed towards Ardri. Ardri got off me and went to go get his axe. The man leaped into the air, ready to cut Ardri down. "HOW DARE YOU HURT HER YOU NOHRIAN SCUM!"

The man's voice was loud and filled with anger and hatred. But it some how sounded familiar? I heard the weapons clash, but I also heard a clacking noise. Like static electricity or...lighting?! Then it hit me, I rub my eyes and tried to get a better look at the man who saved me. The room was dark, but I saw a sword that had a bluish white glow to it, that had lighting surrounding the blade. I've seen that sword many times, though it's actually a katana. The lighting katana. Raijinto. And I knew all to well who the wielder of that sacred blade was. It was the High Prince of Hoshido. Ryoma.

Ryoma had come to save me, and from the commotion outside, he didn't come alone. I heard his retainers Saizo and Kagero commanding others soldiers to deal with the bandits and save the other Hoshidan women. I was surprised that Saizo and Kagero didn't coming to Ryoma's aid-not like he needed any. But by habit they were usually there...unless Ryoma ordered them not to.

Ryoma readied himself to attack Ardri. Lighting and flames surrounded the Raijinto, and attacked Ardri as if it came from a magic tome.

"HOW DARE YOU! HOW DARE YOU TRY TO RAPE HER! I WON'T STAND FOR IT, YOU HEAR ME! NEVER!" Ryoma yelled out in anger and fury, ready to killed Ardri at any moment. "YOU WILL DIE BY MY HANDS! I WILL HAVE YOUR BLOOD STAIN MY SACRED BLADE!"

Suddenly the Raijinto started to glow. Then Ryoma charged forward, Ardri tried to block him but Ryoma immediately slashed at him, instantly killing him.

"I WILL NOT LET YOU GET AWAY WITH WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!" Ryoma yelled in fury, as Ardri's body splits in two, and his blood gushed out everywhere. "YOU WILL PAY FOR WHAT YOU HAVE DONE!"

Ardri's naked body spilt in two, hit the floor. Blood was pouring out of his body, staining not only Ryoma's sword, but the floor as well. It was a horrifying sight, I turned away immediately. It was bad enough that Ardri was naked, and to top that off, that wasn't exactly the "cleanest" way to die. I felt like I was going to throw up at any moment.

"Serenity..."

I slowly turned around and saw Ryoma staring at me. His eyes once filled with pure hatred and anger were now empty with sorrow and pain. His face was splattered with Ardri's blood, same with his white and red armor. Ardri's blood was pouring down the Raijinto, that had the most blood on it.

It was finally over, and me and the other women were safe now. I tired to speak, but my voice was gone, from all the screaming and yelling. My bones were sore and my body was bruised like a peach. I was soon starting to feel lightheaded and the room started to spine.

"Serenity!" Ryoma dropped the Raijinto and rushed towards me. I collapsed in Ryoma's strong arms. I could feel my consciousness slowly starting to fade. But not before I heard Ryoma whisper something.

"Serenity...I'm so sorry I couldn't protect you...please...forgive me."

With that, my vision went black, and I finally passed out from exhaustion.

(Hoshidan Capital Shirasagi Castle)

I shot up from bed after that horrible nightmare. I was sweating and panting from that horrible, just horrible dream. I looked around at my surroundings, I recognize it to be the room I stayed at when I first came to Shirasagi castle. I heard birds singing from outside the window, and sunlight was peeking threw the curtains. It was all just some horrible nightmare, what a relief. I let out a sigh then I pulled the covers off to get out of bed.

I gasped when I got a good look at myself. My body was wrapped in white bandages, around my legs and arms. The parts that weren't covered in bandages, were covered in red marks and bruises. My neck was covered in hickories. My body started to remember the pain of what had happened, the soreness in my body, and the aches and pains in my bones. I fell from the bed and landed on my side. Immense pain surged through my body as I felt tears falling from my eyes onto the floor and I collapsed to the floor crying at what had happened.

"It happened, it really happened. Oh dear God it happened." I cried.

My cries of pain were interrupted when I heard someone open the door and rushed in when they saw me in pain. I felt his strong warm hands touch my shoulder as he pulled me to his chest and tried to calm me down as best as he could, slowly my cries turned into little whimpers and I turned my head slightly to see who had managed to calm me down.

I saw a man with long wild brown hair. He was wearing a traditional kimono that was a dark red, with his wild hair tide into a ponytail. I could still feel my tears steaming down my face. When I moved away from his chest I could feel the hardness of his muscles that were hidden underneath the kimono, he wiped away the tears on my face. He tilted my head upwards and our eyes locked.

"You don't have to cry anymore. I'm here now, and I won't let you go." His voice was deep but filled with remorse.

It was then that it finally hit me. "Ryoma? Is-is that you?"

He deliberately closed his eyes then opened them and calmly. "Am I really that hard to recognized without my armor?"

I blinked in realization. "Have mercy it is you! I completely didn't recognize you without your armor!" Ryoma looked very intimidating WITH his armor, but I was debating whether he looked MORE intimidating WITHOUT his armor.

My thoughts were interrupted when Aika barge into the room. "AKKA!" Aika jumped onto me with opened arms, crying her little head off. "Akka I was so worried about you! I was soooo scared! I thought I would never see you again! WAAAAAAAAAAAH!"

I smiled and gently stroke Aika's head. "Don't worry Aika, I'm here now." I looked up at Ryoma and smiled. "Thanks to a certain Prince."

Ryoma turned away, hoping that I didn't catch him blushing. I giggled at his reaction, it was so cute.

Then Sakura came into the room. She was carrying some herbs and some ointments, probably for my wounds and bruises.

"U-um Serenity, I'm glad you're ok." Sakura said timidly. "Here are some ointments and herbs for your body. I hope they'll help."

"Thank you Sakura, I'm sure these will do nicely." I smiled.

Sakura blushed then bowed. "Come on Aika, let's give your sister some time to rest. She's had a..."difficult" experience."

"A "frightening" experience is what I would call it." I bit my lower lips remembering what had happened.

Aika's expression darkened. "You're right Sakura. Good bye Akka, please gets some sleep."

Then Sakura left my room and Aika followed close behind. Ryoma stayed a little while longer, I shoot a quick glance at Ryoma. His expression was dark, and his eyes were a mixture of rage and sadness. Then he got up and looked at me. His expression wasn't dark anymore, it was a look of sheer determination. That expression of determination, matched the determined look in his eyes. Ryoma was determined to do something, what, I hadn't the slightest clue. But something tells me, it has something to do with me.

"Serenity!"

I jumped. Ryoma's booming voice brought me back from my thoughts. "Y-yes Ryoma."

"When you get better, there's something I want you to do with me." Then Ryoma turned around and left.

"Now I wonder what Ryoma wants? Hmmm. Well I guess I have to wait and find out."

Two weeks have gone by, since my "frightening" experience. I have completely healed, all my wounds and bruises are gone, same with all the aches and pain. I am finally back to normal! But there's only one thing remaining, now that I completely healed, Ryoma wants me to do something with him. It's been two weeks, and Ryoma hasn't even given me the slightest idea to what he wants me to do? But maybe now that I'm finally healed, he'll tell me.

I saw my white dress folded on a dresser with my white hat on top. It was so thoughtful that Ryoma asked some of the castle tailors to fix my dress. I have to admit, the tailors did an excellent job re-doing my dress, I mean it looks like nothing happened to it!

I put my shoes on and slipped into my dress, then I put my hat on. I looked into the mirror, it felt good to be myself again.

"Alright, let's go!" I cheered, then I went to go find Ryoma, wherever he maybe.

I looked around the castle to find Ryoma, hoping that I would find him before I passed out from exhaustion. Being born weak really does stink...I looked high and low for the High Prince of Hoshido but that man was just no where in sight. Then I saw Sakura showing off her archery skills to Aika. Aika was staring in awe at Sakura's skill, I was pretty impressed myself. By Sakura's skill, I could tell that Mikoto trained her, as did Takumi. Then again she did train them both, I wish I had that opportunity.

"Akka!"

Aika calling me brought me back to reality.

"Hey Akka, what are you doing?" Aika asked.

"Oh nothing, just looking for Ryoma." I replied.

"Oh Big Brother in the training dojo. He's been there all morning." Sakura said as she let an arrow fly hit a bullseye.

"Wow cool Sakura! You're amazing!" Aika cheered.

Sakura blush. "Th-thank you Aika."

I smiled at Aika's and Sakura's friendship. I'm glad that Aika's has made a Hoshidan friend, since Aika a Hoshidan by blood, I haven't been able to raise her like one. Since I have no idea on how they act or what they eat or what's there culture like. Since she's been with Sakura, Aika has gotten a little taste of what it's like being a Hoshidan.

I turned around and left the two chatting Hoshidan girls to find the Hoshidan High Prince. Though now that I think about it, it doesn't surprise me that Ryoma in the training dojo. When I got there I heard yelling, like HIYA or AAAH, pretty much your basic "what you yell when you train." I also heard sword slashes and training dummies being pulverized. I slowly and quietly slid opened the door and peeked inside. What I saw nearly killed me.

Hoshidans usually wear training kimono when they train, and if they train long enough, their sweat makes the kimonos stick to their bodies. And why they wear those long kimono in the middle of the summer is beyond me. But not this man, Ryoma was wearing ALL his armor! And on a day like this!

Days like today were much more suited to a short sleeve shirt with short, in my opinion; that would let your body air out. I shake my head, and quietly watch from the crack in the door. Despite the heat, it is a nice, quiet day—the perfect kind of day to sit in the shade inside the training dojo. I watched in wonder on how Ryoma swings the Raijinto around with ease for hours and hours, training endless in any type of weather, any time of the day. All that man ever does practically is train! I wonder how he does it?

Ryoma, out in the middle of the day dressed in all his armor. The dum idiot even had his headgear on, along with his heavy chest plate and boots. But, he maybe an idiot, but he is still a very fine man.

Ryoma really is a sight to behold, if anyone is looking for longer than a glance. He maybe-IS intimating at first, I mean come on. If I were to describe Ryoma in one word it would be Conqueror. It was the only word I had to describe him. In the war room, on the battlefield, wherever he was, the Hoshidan prince commanded a presence that no one could ignore. Or deny. His requests were more like demands, and few soldiers would question him as he gave their orders. Normally, that intensity was distributed among several, allowing them some reprieve should they want to relax.

But when we were alone, I found myself nearly-if not completely paralyzed by Ryoma mere presence. I will never know how someone could become or be born with that much natural intimidation. I mean watching train with such intensity, or just stand in his normal pose with his body straight and his arms crossed. With his demon like armor on, he scares the heck out of enemies. Even without his armor that man is still intimidating. I'm still debating on which is more intimidating, Ryoma with the armor or Ryoma without the armor. His already tight armor clings to his muscular frame, revealing the dramatic slope of his back and bulging curves of his arms and shoulders as he swings his sword violently. He's always so focused when he's training.

Then suddenly, he just stops. "I know you're there Serenity. Quit hiding and come inside." His voice is loud and demanding. Even when he's not giving an order. Or maybe that was?

I quickly open the door more and walk inside. Ryoma looks at me with intimation in his eyes. They pierce right threw my own. Ryoma lifted a brow and watched as I started to squirm under his gaze. That wasn't his intention, but it seems he needed to be more self aware.

He suddenly let out a heavy sigh. I watched him roll his shoulders, look left then right, then left again. Stretching out his arms from all that swinging. "I take it you're wondering what it is I want you to do with me?"

I nodded slowly. Ryoma let out a sigh and sheathed his katana, then he crossed his arms. "When you were kidnapped, it made me realize something very important."

"What?"

"That you're utterly weak and defenseless." Ryoma boldly stated.

"Why not add 'useless' to your accusations your highness." I scowled.

"I believe that would be going to far."

"And calling me weak and defenseless wouldn't?"

Ryoma was silent, then he gave me a kendo bamboo blade. "Here."

I accepted the blade, with a questionable looked. "So what do you want me to do with it?"

Ryoma got himself a bamboo blade, and pointed it at me. "I'm going to teach you how to fight."

"...huh?!"

"I want you to train with me. So that you can learn how to defend yourself from ruffians like Ardri. Now get yourself into a attack stance."

I just stood there in the same spot, trying to wrap my head around what just happened. Ryoma wants me to train with him, so that he could teach me how to defend myself. This guy might as well, just call me useless. To make this short, I tried to attack Ryoma with the techniques the Xander taught me. But even though I attacked with all my might, Ryoma was holding back and I mean holding back. I've seen Ryoma attack Golems and Faceless with more strength and speed then he did with me. For some reason that really ticked me off, holding back so much when he trained with me. And it would be like this, for the next couple of days.

It's been six days since Ryoma started training me. Oh how I dread those memories, of Ryoma always wining and he wasn't even trying.

How can one day so late in the summer still feel so hot and humid? August was rolling out the window here and soon September would be waltzing here in no time.

I looked up to the red and orange sunset sky. The sun was setting off in the far off horizon. *sigh* I got to find some way to avoid this-this…meeting? Gathering? Date?...definitely not.

"Akka," I turned my gaze from the sunset and to my little sister. Aika walked over to me, "Are you going to get ready?"

*sigh* the correct answer was no. But like an idiot I said, "Sure, why not."

"Don't worry akka, it'll be great," Aika gave a little wave of her free hand, "I mean, it's nothing bad."

Aika had no idea of what I was getting myself into. I lifted a brow, Aika just stood there and giggled.

"I think you'll do just fine, I'm sure he'll go easy on you, and I'm sure it'll be fuuuuun."

I knew he would go easy on me, this was the only thing in the world that he wouldn't take seriously. Well, he wouldn't take the training session seriously, but he took something else VERY seriously. That's was worries me. "Aika, what goes on with me and Ryoma behind close doors is our own business."

"Oh don't akka, I know, I know. But it's really fun to let our imagination wander with these things" Aika had a mischievous grin on her face.

I let out a sigh. The whole castle had really dirty thoughts about what me and Ryoma did together when we were alone. And what's worse, they were right.

I wanted to tell Aika to stop thinking so low of me, but she was already running off and laughing mischievously.

Once again I found myself letting out a sigh, shaking my head and thinking to myself how I get myself in these CRAZY situations.

Now…I had someplace else to be. And someone else to meet. I'd looked up one more time at the setting sun. Looking at it hoping and praying that it would sink fast so that I could leave to go to bed.

I wasn't looking forward to this event. This…training or date per say. In fact I tried my best to ignore it. But the more I tried to ignore it, the more I thought about it. I wanted to kick myself for agreeing to this. Ryoma wanted to train me in some sort of combat so that I could defend myself. But really, I think he just wanted some alone time with me. That smug Prince.

I won't lie. I've always wanted to cross blades with Ryoma. I wanted to see how good he really was. But he never took me seriously. Because of that, I wanted to put a blade to his throat.

Ryoma is naturally a instigator. To top that, he's extremely dominate, and takes great pride in marking me as his. It annoyed me so much.

I'd settle on aimlessly walking to the training grounds thinking on what was to come. There was no doubt in my mind that Ryoma was already there. It just didn't seem in his character to be late, or even early. It only seemed natural for him to be on time. Right on the dot. O opened the training dojo doors and I was quite surprised at what I saw.

"Huh?"

Much to my surprise...there was the High Prince of Hoshido free of his red demon like armor. He seemed to be wearing a kimono, but the top part was off. He stood in the center of the field. Just standing there and holding that lighting katana of his. What was the name of it again? Raji-Rajinto? It was very difficult for me to pronounce that name.

I put my hands my hips, "I didn't know this is what you called training, High Prince of Hoshido."

A snort came from him. He never turned to look back at me either. Rude. He hated it when I called him by is full title. Nothing annoyed him more.

"I'm not training," He said. He sounded so confident in his answer. That smug Prince.

"Oh?" I walked around to face him. I still had to wonder why he wore no armor either. Had he not thought it important? Or was he really that stupid? I knew he never took these training sessions with me seriously, probably because he was WAY out of my league.

Ryoma looked me in the eye for a moment then fixed his gaze back on the horizon, "I'm testing myself. It's not training because this isn't benefiting me at all other than the fact that I'm teaching you how to defend yourself." The confused look on my face must have been enough for him to go on explaining, "Clearly you're smart enough to know that I'm out of your league,"

"Yes I know that," I said, "but is doesn't surprise me because of how much and how hard you train. You take great pride in yourself on being the strongest fighter in all of Hoshido. You have enough pride to choke a horse."

Ryoma's extended arm holding that lighting katana twitched slightly. I could only smirk at that. I must have hit a nerve. How nice.

"No. It has nothing to do with pride," His voice was remarkably calm, "This katana was passed down through the first born of the Hoshido family for generations." Finally he let his arm fall. The split end of the lighting katana hit the ground like a hot knife on butter. I looked back to meet his gaze. We got locked in mutual glares, "I would be a disgrace to the Royal family if I did not strive to become better then I already am. "

"Challenge seeker." I thought, trying to read anything on his face. It was impossible. He was built like a wall. Not surprising though, Ryoma is know for his "seriousness."

I gave up and just moved to look at his katana. I had to give it to him. It was very intimidating. Even now, I felt like if I looked at it too long, it would cut me down with it's reflection alone.

"You say this katana was passed down through the your family. But do you know where it originated from?"

I noticed the sweat at his brow. He must have been out here longer than fifteen minutes. The poor boy.

Ryoma nodded his head, I watched as he pressed his thumb into the curved and golden handle of the Rajinto. I could tell he felt the life of the blade swarm through his hand and into his body. The very base of the blade reflected the evening sun light.

Ryoma lifted his weapon from the ground, without me even speaking, he went on to explain, "There is great power in this katana, and with the power comes great responsibility. This katana symbolizes the power and strength of its wielder."

"But still, do you know where your katana came from?" I couldn't help but ask again.

He waited a moment as he placed the sword back into it's proper sheath. Ryoma clicked his tongue as he said, "The Rainbow Sage."

My mouth dropped.

"The Rainbow Sage told me that he made four sacred weapons, and the Rajinto and the Fujin bow are two of them." Ryoma explained.

No way, "Impossible," I stared at him and he just stared back like some stoic samurai. I could just make out that little glint of amusement in his eyes, "Only four people have returned from the Rainbow Sage alive!"

I saw him smirk for the first time this evening and he held up five fingers, "I am number five. My father and King Garon visited the Rainbow Sage. Prince Xander did as well, then an unnamed knight did, and I recently made the trip to Nestria to see him and earn his power."

What! Impossible! Ryoma was not suppose to get the Raindow Sage's power this early! If I chose Hoshido, Ryoma never gets the Raindow Sage's power, but if I choose Nohr, he gets it later on. Oh boy, this is so not good.

"Hmph," I gave him a sassy look, "I'm quite impressed.…" I was more worried than impressed. I just put my hands on my hips and tried to play it off.

Ryoma started to fumble around with the hilt of the Rajinto, "What are you doing?" I asked. He didn't answer me. Ryoma reached around to the hilt of Rajinto and clipped it undone. The white blade was leaning against the wall.

"We are training, or have you forgotten my dear?" He finally said. He picked up a wooden pole from the wall of training weapons, "I think it's best if we still do not use real weapons. I don't wish to harm you, plus, I haven't fought with a Naginata in a long time. It's about time I touched up my skills,"

Ok that does it! This man was extremely odd. First there was no armor, then all this talk about weapons and his trip to see the Rainbow Sage. And now he wants to train with me-with no armor! And with a weapon he lacked skill in?! That over confident cocky son of a gun smug Prince. I wish nothing more then to put a blade to his throat.

"Are you that confident in yourself Ryoma?" Still acting sassy.

"Not at all," He said. I raised an eyebrow at him and took a wooden katana off the wall. Ryoma twirled the spear pole in his hand a few times. Then he swung the light training pole between his fingers with ease. I won't lie, It was very impressing. My guess is he was showing off. That smug Prince.

"Tell me Ryoma, am I wrong to assume this is just a friendly spar?"

That got me a deep chuckle from his chest, "Hmph-maybe. I just feel like I have the upper hand," He continued to swung the light training Naginata between his fingers with ease. I still think he's showing off.

As I walked left, Ryoma just stayed put in the same spot, not moving an inch. I got myself in a defense position. While Ryoma was still swinging the light training Naginata between his fingers with ease. Like he hadn't care in the world. Or more like he wasn't worried at all. "So tell me Ryome, why no armor? I've been wanting to know for a while now,"

"Don't need it."

That was plainly put. "So you are overly confident then I see."

"Don't worry my dear, I'll go easy on you." His voice dripped with mockery and sarcasm.

Hardy har har har, Ryoma. You have no idea how happy that makes me...

"Oh be quite and let's get on with it already," I sneered back. Ryoma really was a smug Prince.

He took his stance, the Naginata pole held in both hands across his chest, "I think this will be an interesting training session Serentiy." I've always noticed my name sounded strange coming from his Hoshidan accent. There was to much emphasis on the first syllable. Hoshidan was such a strange language of holding there syllables. It reminded me of the Japanese accent, "I can't wait to get started!"

Ryoma bore his teeth at me in some flashy and challenging grin.

He lunged at me without warning!

I didn't have time to leap back so all I could do was block-and I couldn't even do that!

The Naginata was over my shoulder and at my neck. I was a relived there was no sharp blade at the end of it. The pole trapped my own weapon against my breast and Ryoma firmly pressed the spear into me so I wouldn't move. Embarrassment flooded my body. Ryoma was so close to me, I could feel my face turning red. It got worse when he smirked devilishly at me like a child.

Ryoma leaned down and whispered in my ear, "A spear fighter is stronger than a samurai. I may not be a spear fighter. I may only be a samurai. But I far surpass you in strength and skill. And even though I was going easy on you, I couldn't let you win. Because, I still have my pride as the strongest fighter in all of Hoshido."

Then Ryoma passionately kissed me, still pinning me to the wall, and forcing his tongue in my mouth. Our training session, lead to four victories for Ryoma and zero for me, and at the end of each victory Ryoma pinned me to the wall and kissed me very passionately. I think that Ryoma prides himself on that victory more then anything else. When we were done with our "training session" Ryoma put our weapons away, while I sat down and glared at that smug Prince. Why did I love this man? WHY!

I left the training dojo and Ryoma's conquest of me far behind. I nearly got raped and all Ryoma is going is just forcing himself on me. Well, all he is going is just kissing me passionately and leaving hickories on my neck. That smug Prince.

I got to my room without drawing to much attention to myself. I cleaned myself up and changed my clothes to get ready for dinner. As I was changing, Ryoma was also changing and getting ready for dinner. Nobody knew that Ryoma has been furious about some other man trying to claim Serenity other then him. And what's worse, that man was a Nohrian, A NOHRIAN! The sworn enemy of Hoshido! A sworn enemy of Hoshido, dare touch the woman who rightfully belongs to him, the High Prince. But...Ryoma needed to know if Serenity wanted him as much as he wanted her. He groans and drags his hands down his face. He had never been so stumped by a problem before. Then again he's never had a problem so twisted in nature. This was so unlike him.

If only this was a battle he wouldn't feel so lost-

Sitting up, Ryoma was hit by a revelation. This was a battle, a battle to seduce Serenity! He was the best tactician in all of Hoshido, surely if it was a battle he could solve this. Not to mention, Serenity was a Nohrian, and Ryoma always wins against Nohrian. With a quick switch in thinking, the High Prince felt a thousand times more confident.

If this was a battle, what would any tactician do first? See what they were dealing with.

A wicked grin spread across his across face as he jumped out of bed to prepare. If all goes well, he could have Serenity eating out of the palm of his hand.

Ryoma spent a few hours getting ready for his "battle," donning his armour and fixing his hair. Feeling like there was nothing left to prepare, he stared at himself in his mirror. He was ready to win this battle. He was ready to beat and win Serenity.

Ryoma left his room immediately and started walking down the hall and left the castle to the gardens.

He knew Serenity would be there. Walking through the the gardens, admiring the flowers and scenery, enjoying life here in Hoshido. Not many people like her because. 1 she didn't hate the Nohrians. 2 she didn't know if she was a Nohrian or Hoshidan. And 3 she traveled back and forward into enemy territory. But Ryoma would not let anyone harm her, he made sure she stayed close to him so that he could protect her. Ryoma finally reached the gardens. Looking around, Ryoma choked back a gasp.

I was sitting on a bench, facing a water fountain combing my hair, and humming a cheerful little tune. I gently combed my hair slowly yet then, running my fingers gently threw my hair. Enjoying the breeze that blew threw my hair. Ryoma's heart was beating hard against his chest. His cock throbbed hard and his hand was already going towards his member, but he needed to see what he was dealing with. Taking a deep breath, Ryoma walked towards me.

"Huh? Who's there?"

Ryoma chuckled and wished he could have seen her reaction. She was so ease to frighten. It's one of her qualities that made her so cute. He listened for a moment as he heard her tidying herself, probably trying to not look so disheveled.

"Serenity? Would you mind if I came and joined you?"

Moving closer, he immediately examined her from head to toe. Her eyes were wide with her cheeks completely flushed. She sat uncomfortably straight and her legs were pressed tightly together. Everything about her looked so guilty, and he was loving it. Lust was building up inside him. What I wouldn't give to go in between those legs and finish her off….

"I-I don't mind...I think it would be fun actually haha…" I played with a stray strand of me hair, looking anywhere but at him. "I really wouldn't mind, if you didn't." I absolutely hated how I was acting.

"Oh, so you wouldn't mind huh."

My heart started racing and I could feel my body getting warmer. Why? Why must Ryoma torture me?

With a smirk, Ryomastarted walking towards me. I stiffened, my eyes following his every move. Never before in his life did Ryoma feel as confident as he did. Each step he took made him stand a little bit taller. It felt like he was on cloud nine the way her eyes was locked on him. Her feelings seemed so obvious now that Ryoma felt stupid for not noticing. But she was hiding them, and quite well to. Serenity was a timid girl, not bold and direct like him.

When he reached me, Ryoma slowly began to drag his hand across my back, brushing my hair as he went. A shiver coursed throughout my body, and Ryoma could hardly hold himself back. He leaned back against the bench beside me, his hand still playing with my hair. Oh I wished he would stop.

"Your hair is so smooth Serenity...it's quite beautiful. I'm sure it's lovely in the moonlight." He chuckled, twirling a strand around his finger. It was a bit embarrassing, but the look on her face was worth it.

My jaw was hanging wide open, with my lips quivering with no words to say. The word dumbstruck was all that came to Ryoma's mind. Well if she won't talk, I guess I need to keep the conversation going….

Ryoma slid even closer to Serenity and placed a hand on top of hers, leaning closer to her face. "Serenity, you have very beautiful eyes." Serenity seemed to be in a trance when she found out about their physical contact.

My heart was racing even faster. I had no idea what to do and I had no idea what Ryoma was going. He usually never acts like this.

She bit her lip, looking distraught. Who knew teasing her would be this much fun? Ryoma stood up and went behind her seat. He floated his hands onto her shoulders, rubbing them lightly. He wanted to change the topic to something more fun,"My dear. You seem so tense! Was the training too difficult for you?" Leaning close to her ear, he spoke barely above a whisper, "I could make this easier for you. Much easier..."

A moan escaped her lips, leaving us both stunned. With lightning speed, I grabbed my comb and ran towards away.

"I'm starting to feel unwell. S-so I'll be retiring to my room!" Ryoma watched as I nodded, refusing to look at him at all.

"Farewell Serenity," He waved at me before I left, "I'm always here when you need me." My ears were a bright red, and I dashed away before Ryoma tried anything funny.

Ryoma listened as her footsteps faded away, and felt like this battle was a complete triumph. He sighed contentedly and slumped into the empty bench. Blood rushed into his ears, and he finally heard how quickly his heart was beating. Who knew teasing Serenity would be so much fun. Ryoma licked his lips, tasting the lust and desire for Serenity. This was unusual for Ryoma to behave like this, he would always put the kingdom and his family first. But when I came to Serenity, Ryoma wanted nothing more then to take Serenity and claim her as his, and his alone.

Ryoma went back inside the castle to get ready for his next "attack." But before the sweet release that was to come, Ryoma needed to go on the offensive once more. He had come up with another plan to seduce Serenity, more forward than his last. With a smug grin, he put away the book he was holding and made his way to the door. He glanced quickly back to the spot he had been at, picturing Serenity there once again. Only this time he was under the table. A shiver rolled down his spine. If all went according to plan they'd be in that position some day.

Walking down the hallway, Ryoma noticed how late in the day it was. Almost dinner time….Ryoma was always so excited to have Serenity eat dinner with him, well his family. Ryoma's lustful twisted thoughts came back. Think about the fun you can have with Serenity! That was all it took to get Ryoma into high gear towards the dining hall. All the dirty things that could be done below that table...he couldn't wait to see that blush of hers again. His other plan would just have to wait.

When he arrived, slightly out of breath, his siblings, Serenity and Aika were all seated.

"Ryoma! Please come sit with us!" Aika gestured for him to take the empty seat between her and Serenity. Ryoma locked eyes with Serenity who immediately flushed.

"I am quite hungry, and I need to satisfy my craving...so I thought I could finally have my fill."

He licked his lips slowly, never breaking eye contact. Serenity's face turned as red as an apple. She looked away from him, unable to watch his erotic gesture.

Ryoma chuckled, pleased with her reaction. He made his way over to his seat, and smiled at Serenity. He was going to enjoy this.

The royal family continued their conversations about what happened today and what was going on in the kingdom. Ryoma could see that Serenity was feeling more relaxed around him, something he didn't want. Slowly he placed his hand on her knee and felt her whole body jump in surprise. His hand squeezed her knee, and from the corner of his eye Ryoma saw Serenity's mouth drop open, "Tell me Serenity, are you enjoying yourself here in Shirasagi?" Ryoma turned towards Serenity, with a smirk on his face.

Y-yes I am-" Ryoma started to lightly scratch up her thigh, " ENJOYING it very much." Serenity started to pant, her eyes getting glossy.

Then Ryoma's family started to talk about other trivial matters that Serenity and Ryoma tuned out. Luckily for her, nobody knew what was going on. Ryoma was focused on was how soft her skin felt under his hand. He stopped scratching up her leg and began to massage her thigh, feeling the softness underneath. Serenity's body was smooth and soft, unlike his hard strong body. His cock was at attention, dying to be touched, but for now his focus was her.

Serenity on the other hand was barely holding herself together. Her face was a burning, bright red, and she hasn't even touched her food. Ryoma's drifted his hand higher, barely ghosting her inner thigh with the tips of his fingers. When he reached her sex, his hand stopped and hovered over it.

Her head twisted to his, confused and concerned on why he stopped. The Prince leaned in close enough to speak unnoticed,

"Serenity. Do you want me?"

His voice was husky, barely above a whisper. Brown eyes flickered to blue ones as he waited for an answer. But she didn't answer, all she did was just sit there stiff as a mackerel. Ryoma wasn't pleased. A finger rubbed tentatively against her clothes, eliciting a gasp from the priestess. Only in his wildest dreams was this ever possible. Now having the real thing to touch, Ryoma didn't know where to start.

He gripped his own thigh, digging in his nails to divert any sensation away from his throbbing erection. Ryoma wanted to be a selfish lover. So his touch had to be perfect. He pressed a little harder into her cunt, feeling the swetness seeping through. She bucked her hips up against his hand, causing his finger to probe her entrance. Gods it's so...wet.

Ryoma began to lightly pinch and roll her clit between two fingers, wondering if it could make her come undone. His mouth gaped a bit as he watched her orgasm right beside him, taking in the whole sight. Pulling his hand away from her mess, he examined the sticky substance on his fingers. Serenity turned her face towards him, eyes glazed then immediately alert when she noticed what he was doing.

Don't you dare!" She said in a quiet hiss. But the command seemed less of a threat and more of an embarrassed plea. Ryoma loved it when his lover was like this.

"I can't let such a delicacy go to waste now can I?" He lifted his fingers towards his mouth and licked it slowly. Then slipped the entire finger into his mouth, suckling while she stared horrified.

"Gods...that was amazing." It's was a husky whisper. Serenity was absolutely mortified.

"If you'll excuse me!" Serenity stood up and made a mad dash towards her room. But she could have sworn, she heard Ryoma chuckle.

"Never, never in my whole life have I ever been so humiliated!" I scream in my head. "How dare Ryoma do that to me! And in public to! If he wasn't the High Prince, I would-!"

I ran into my room and tidied myself up from Ryoma's rampage of my body. I was so mad so furious so-.

When I thought about what Ryoma did, something inside me was glad that he had feeling for me.

"No! No! No!" I scolded myself. "I dare I be happy that he did what he did. I should be furious!

I paced around my room for an hour or two, but it felt like forever. Then I heard a knock on my door.

"Come on." I said while I was still pacing.

The door opened but I didn't pay any attention to who came in my room. But I really wished I did.

"Serenity. We need to talk."

I immediately recognized that strong, deep voice and turned around to see Ryoma looking at me. I was a bit nervous but yet...I don't know, something else as well.

Ryoma walked over to me and pushed me down on the bed.

I smiled then giggled. "You really want me that badly huh?"

Ryoma looked at me with lustful eyes. I could tell he really wanted me. Ryoma pinned me to the bed, then he gave me a passionate kiss, while he took my dress off. Oh no! I would not let him have me that easily, I had to make him pay for humiliating me at dinner. I moved away from the bed and Ryoma.

Ryoma closed the distance between us with a few strides, planting his foot firmly on my waist to force me back down.

"Is that all, then? You won't even allow me the indignity of finishing what I started?"

"It was your decision to abandon your task. Live with the consequences," I spat, shoving Ryoma's boot aside and standing. "If you'll excuse me, I think this 'meeting' is ov-" I was cut off by Ryoma's hand on my hair, seizing it mercilessly as he invaded my mouth with his tongue. My eyes went wide with anger, disgusted by the taste of myself on Ryoma's lips. I pushed Ryoma's chest to no avail in an attempt to force him off.

Ryoma detached with a pant, wiping at his mouth with the back of his hand to sever the string of spit that connected us. "I don't think you're in any shape to leave with your hair in such condition, Priestess Serenity. Unless you can fix it, it would be quite undignified to leave in such a state," he breathed, smug smile stretching wider as I bared my teeth. "If you'd like to preserve what little facade of modesty you still have, you'd be wise to remain here until nightfall, when such immodesty would go less noticed."

I glared daggers at Ryoma, wishing I had brought a sword to cut that grin from his face. "Such a vile tactic, though I'd expect nothing less from you,"I hissed.

Moments passed as we stared at one another. "So what do you propose we do to pass the time?" I asked, breaking the silence at last.

"To begin with, perhaps you could thank me for saving you," Ryoma responded, bringing down his pants with one fluid motion, leaving a sizeable bulge barely concealed by his fundoshi.

I balked at the sight. "What's gotten into you? Your not going to finish me off?"

"It was your decision to make me abandon my task. Live with the consequences," Ryoma mirrored my earlier words, unable to contain the devious grin that spread across his face.

I sighed in defeat, unable to look Ryoma in the eye as he reached for his garment, fumbling to untie it for a moment before simply pushing it aside.

"Thank goodness, even though he nearly stripped me naked, we didn't have sex." I sighed in relief. "You know, it's getting hard to keep Ryoma at bay."

"Well then Ryoma I'll see you tomorrow." I said buttoning up my dress and ran out of the room before Ryoma could say anything.

Next morning Ryoma was drinking some coffee to keep him awake. "You're still not awake? How out were you after yesterday?" I teased, making sure none one was around before brushing my leg under the table, prompting a groggy noise of confusion from Ryoma.

"Don't worry, I know something that'll perk you right up…" I whispered seductively, brushing my leg against his. I stroked his hard thigh with my hand ever so slowly.

"My, aren't we in a seductive mood this morning," Ryoma purred.

I smirked triumphantly at Ryoma's increasingly ragged breathing, culminating in a choked sigh as he came, then his leg hit the table which made a drink fall on him, making a mess at the bottom of the table. I calmly withdrew my hand, casually wiping off the tea with my napkin. Ryoma sat rigidly in place for a few more moments, before wiping off the tea from his pants, silently plotting his revenge as he returned to his morning meal.

As we left the dinning hall, I decided to go to my room and clean up the tea that was still on me. I knew that Ryoma would also change since a lot of tea fell on him. I giggled at the look on Ryoma face when I brushed my leg against his.

I quietly shut my room door. No sooner did I turned the deadbolt lock that I felt Ryoma grab me from behind, his stiffness prodding at my rear.

"Did you really think what you did at breakfast would make me go easy on you?" Ryoma growled, his hot breath on my ear making me shiver with fear. Ryoma ground forcefully into me again, provoking a gasp from me as he shoved me face-first into the cold door. "I was tender with you after yesterday's activities as a reward for your good behavior, but it seems you came away from that with the wrong lesson."

I struggled to get away at being so thoroughly at this man's mercy. "Ryoma, let us be civil for a moment. I was simply-" Ryoma shoved an elbow between my shoulders, pinning my body against the polished wood, growling into my ear.

"Civility was no longer an option from the moment you jerked me off at breakfast!"

"Jerked you off! You hit the table, and the tea spilled!" I felt like I knew what was to come, the hardness pressed into my backside filling me with immense fear. I had never been taken by a man like this, Ryoma's intensity had fear running wild within me, which each rise of the prince's broad chest against my back.

I heard pants dropping to the floor behind me, and a set of calloused fingers probed at my lips. "Open," Ryoma ordered, I was hesitantly which made Ryoma more upset and impatient, he forced his lips against mine, his tongue trailing copious amounts of drool as he sucked the salty taste from his fingers. They retreated from his mouth with a sloppy smack, and I braced myself to be penetrated, unsure of what to expect next.

I certainly didn't expect a grunt from Ryoma as I felt my body jolt slightly. Was he- was he preparing himself? My brain swam with questions, confounded completely by Ryoma's actions once again. It was impossible to read this man. "Wh-what are you doing?" I blustered, finding myself freed from the iron grip. I turned to find Ryoma sitting himself on the table, biting his lip to stifle his moans as he stretched himself.

"What, are you waiting for a formal invitation? Move!" Ryoma panted. I stood, frozen in place at the sight of the Hoshidan High prince, brazenly splayed out before me, beckoning me to him. I drew an unsteady breath, springing free from my confines at last. I cautiously approached Ryoma, who wore an impatient scowl as he waited for me to act. But if he wanted me to take my clothes off, he was out of his mind.

"I don't understand. Weren't you the one commanding me until now?" I mumbled, embarrassed but sincerely confused by the demands placed upon me.

Ryoma sneered. "Look at yourself; standing there, unable to follow a simple instruction. Do you honestly believe you're in charge just because you're holding this off?" I blushed as I shuffled awkwardly over to the shelf, seemingly searching for something. "What, running off scared? What are you looking for?"

Dignity, modesty, SANITY. Your basic. How could a he just sit there naked and demanded me to go over to him and-and-and I don't know what! That's what scared me most of all. "Well um-well um something?" I shrugged.

"Serenity! Hurry up and get over here and establish relationships like a man!" Ryoma bellowed, grateful for the privacy that allowed him be as raucous as he pleased. I did as I was told, finding my mouth very dry. Ryoma growled, urging me to hurry up. I looked at him.

"What relationship, Ryoma's acting like an impatient child." I thought.

"S-So wha-what do you wa-want?" I asked apprehensively as I approached, trying to figure out the logistics of this position. Ryoma stood up naked, like the day he was born, wrapped his muscular arms around me and kissed my neck, and toyed with my dress. "Your far too overdressed."

"No I'm not!" I hissed. "Someone have to keep a level head here, if it's not you, then it's automatically me!"

"Get on the table," Ryoma ordered, and I hesitated, desperate to get that hot-headed Prince off me as quickly as I could, but Ryoma pinned me down to the table. Ryoma straddled my hips on his knees, grabbing my face with one hand as he positioned himself over it. He lowered himself onto my lips, a contented noise escaping his lips as he sank onto my mouth.

Then he stood up in all in nakedness. "How's this for a view?" Ryoma smirked, leaning back as he slowly resumed his movement, light from the window glistening off his sweat-soaked torso. All I managed was a strangled groan as another wave of immense fear washed over my body. I was completely in shock in Ryoma's "lack of shame" and my poor heart was beating again my chest crazy fast. The only words I could get out were "have mercy." Then my legs gave way, and I fell on my back.

"What's that? Speak up," Ryoma mocked, knowing well what I said. It was pure cliche, but the way I moaned increased in volume and desperation told Ryoma it still did the trick. Ryoma felt his own climax approaching rapidly, and decided I deserved recompense for my servitude.

But I'd have to earn it-against my will.

Ryoma brought his arms forward to either side of my chest as he halted my movement, buying himself some time as well as stalling my impossible release. A single syllable left his lips.

"Beg."

I finally had strength-correction, very little strength to finally stand up. Then I looked at myself, I was a mess, my once neat and combed hair, was damp from sweat and splayed every which way as I panted heavily. I rested my hands on Ryoma's broad shoulders, saying I had enough, earning a slap on the wrist from the Hoshidan. "When did I say you could touch me? I told you to beg!" he snarled.

Moisture gathered in my eyes at my desperation and Ryoma's cruelty, I need to lie down, and now before I have a heart attack. "Ryoma, please… p-please, I-"

"Please what? What is it that you need?" Ryoma replied seductively.

"Ry-Ryoma I-I-I, oh sweet Christmas."

"Say it! Say you need me!" Ryoma interrupted again, cherishing the wanton desire on display.

"P-Prince Ryoma, please! I need y-" I cried at last, spinning around and landing on the bed. "Oh sweet Christmas..."

"Hmm you poor dear, don't pass out on me yet," Ryoma beamed as he slammed back down onto my lips, picking up at a faster pace than before. "Weren't not finished yet."

I cried out with a groan as I tried to push Ryoma off me, hesitating before I made contact.

"Your mine now!"

"Have mercy..."

Ryoma lunged forward, a feral growl erupting from his throat as he sunk his teeth hungrily into my neck, bracing his arms beside me. I threw my head back, moaning in pain as my hands scrambled for support on Ryoma's back, digging my nails into Ryoma's toned shoulders, holding on as if for dear life.

The heightened pace brought me close to the point where I thought I would break. "Ryoma, please stop!" I begged, before being silenced with another ravenous kiss. Ryoma shrugged, and I felt him clench tightly once more before Ryoma's warm essence spattered against my chest, driving my off the edge as Ryoma came and kissed me nonstop with a fierce howl.

Ryoma slid off me at last, laying beside me, breaths coming out short and ragged, completely exhausted from his intense "attack" on me. I rolled over onto my side, facing Ryoma, tears trickling down my cheeks as I sobbed softly.

I couldn't believe myself, being dominated so quickly and easily by this prince, and now I was crying in his presence?

A pang of guilt struck Ryoma at the sight of priestess tear-stained face. He'd intended to break me, make me more malleable to agree to his own conditions, but now, seeing me in such a wreck, and by his own deeds no less, Ryoma started to feel something else for me. Something more genuine, more driven by emotion than superiority. Could it be…?

Ryoma scrunched his eyes shut, casting the thought from his mind as he wrapped his arms around my trembling body, holding me to his warm chest until the snivels faded into soft whimpers. I nuzzled closer to the source of the heat, even if Ryoma did try to have sex with me, and soon I was lulled into a gentle sleep, Ryoma following me soon after.

I woke up to Ryoma sleeping naked right next to me. Then, all the memories of what happened yesterday came back to me. Oh if my mother knew what had happened she'd kill me, but at least we didn't have sex and I didn't crave him, but he craved me.

I found myself wrapped around in Ryoma's strong arms. From what I saw, he had no intention of letting me go. I tried to move his heavy arms, but they wouldn't budge.

"I see you're awake now."

I looked at Ryoma who was wide awake now. I gently stroked his face which made his purr, I had to admit, Ryoma was very cute. I thought now would be a good time to ask him.

"Ryoma, can I ask you a question?"

"You just did."

"Ok well...I'll ask you another. Ryoma, do you love me?"

"Yes. I do love you."

I was completely blown away. He didn't stutter, he didn't hesitate, he didn't even look away. He just gave me a straight answer. Bold and straightforward as usual. But some how I was glad.

"Tell me Serenity did you doubt me?"

"No, not so much as doubt. Its just, I wanted to hear you say it."

Ryoma couldn't hold himself back anymore. He smile and gave me another passionate kiss. Ryoma and I stayed in my room for almost half the day. He kissed me, touched me, your basic. But that's all, I tried to stop him, but he didn't and wouldn't. But when he tried to claim me, I immediately said no. He was upset at first, but he understood that I was still getting over what had happened with Ardri. That was a cult part of the reason I didn't want to have sex. 1 was because of Ardri. 2 was because I knew it was wrong.

I didn't want to spend the whole day in bed with Ryoma. So I told him it was time to get up. He was upset at first, but he understood why, he had to do some training today. Just because he was enjoying himself, didn't mean he could slack off with training. So we got up and put our clothes on and started our day.

Long story short, Ryoma trained for five hours, while I on the other hand just strolled around the castle gardens.

"Priestess," I recognized the voice and looked over and saw the eldest Prince of Hoshido walking over to me. Instead of his armor he was wearing a dark red kimono, with his faithful katana, Raijinto at his side. Coming to a stop I turned around and shielded my eyes from the overbearing sunlight, Ryoma coming to my side post haste.

"I saw you walking alone and I thought you might like some company," I returned his thoughtfulness with a gentle smile.

"I was just going to take a turn around the garden, it's too nice to stay inside." The two of us began to walk again, Ryoma giving a low chuckle.

"I always treasure moments like this. Especially when I'm with you Serenity." Ryoma wrapped an arm around my waist and pulled me towards him.

Then he started kissing and biting my neck. I let out a small moan.

"I love you Serenity."

"I love you too Ryoma." I thought long and hard at what I had just said. I just said 'I love you' so someone other then my family. But this "I love you" was some how different then the ones I tell my family.

"I am the strongest warrior in all the land. Many men have come after me, for killing me would be a great prize because of my power and strength. I have conquered many men, and there blood stains my blade. But you my lady, have done the impossible. You, have conquered me. You have conquered my heart. Now, I will conquer yours, my little priestess."

"That was from one of the books I was reading." I said.

"Yes, I saw you reading it in the castle library. You loved it so much you took it with you to your room to finish reading it." Ryoma replied. "Now let's see, I believe the title of that book was called, 'The Prince and the Priestess.' If I'm not mistaken."

"Yes-yes it is."

"You know, now that I think about it. That story is almost like our lives." Ryoma grinned.

I blushed. Ryoma was right, the story "The Prince and the Priestess" was almost exactly like what we were going through. A Prince falling in love with a priestess. Wow just wow.

Ryoma slowly folded down the top of his kimono. Looking at him, was making it hard for me to breath-very hard. He took his hand and traced the outline of my lips. Then gently stroked my cheek. My heart started racing, I turn away immediately before my breathing got worst. I heard Ryoma growl behind me. I take it he didn't like me turning away from him like that. So he grabbed my arms and turn me to face him again. His was holding my arms tight, making sure I won't turn away from him again. I turned my head, I had to, I just had to, seeing his bare chest like that was really not good for my heart and my health. I tried to struggle out of his grasp but it was no use. All he did was just make a devious smile. Then he leaned over and kissed my neck, ever so gently.

"Ry-Ryoma, please-please stop." I whimpered. "Please, I can't take much more."

"Serenity, I don't think you know what use Hoshdian men are capable of." He muttered as he kissed my cheek, slowly moving up to my lips.

"What do you mean! Of course I do! Or have you forgotten Your Highness! That I know some Hoshidian men to!" I said, sounding very annoyed at what Ryoma had said.

Ryoma hinted on my annoyance tone, and he looked quite annoyed himself, probably because I called him "Your Highness" and quite rudely to.

"I know very much about Hoshidian and Nohrian men thank you very much!" I childishly said. "Nohrian and Hoshidian men train very hard to master their weapons to battle against the enemy!"

Ryoma looked at me as if he was waiting for me to finish. "And?"

"And what?" I replied. "There's nothing else."

Ryoma sighed out a deep chuckle. Then he slowly stroked my hair. "Oh my dear Serenity, it's that all you have on us Hoshidan men."

"Uh, yeah I think so." I said questionable. "What else is there?"

Ryoma puffed out his chest and tightened his muscles. I felt my face go red hot.

"Hoshidian men pride themselves on there swordsmanship, but also in their physical strength. In Hoshido, we hold tournaments to test our strength and endurance in fights against one another." Ryoma explains.

"Sounds painful." I said.

Ryoma hit me slightly on the head. "Ow." I peeped

"I'm not done yet," Ryoma growled. "We have several didn't types of tournaments to tests our martial art skills. There our regular martial art tournaments, and then there are

mixed martial arts competitions, plus we have Judo tournaments. Oh I almost forgot, we also have heavyweight tournaments as well."

I stared wide eye in awe at what Ryoma just said. He crossed his arms and slowly closed his eyes and nodded his head.

"They have all those tournaments here?!" But I think there a bit different though, from the ones back home." I thought bewildered. "Oh boy, I guess Hoshidian and Nohrian men aren't so similar after all."

Ryoma aloud a smile to appear on his face. "Hoshido is know for there martial art tournaments, and if I'm not mistaken, Nohr has nothing like that."

Well his is right about that, Hoshido is like ancient Japan and China, and there famous for there martial art tournaments. And Nohr was like Middle Age England with there knights and jousting tournaments. I was being to see that Nohr and Hoshido were very different, but what I expected and what was, were as different as a kind word is to a whiplash. I turned away, not out of embarrassment, but in fear. I knew the two kingdoms and there people were different, but I didn't want them to be too different, because they wouldn't get along very well. Ryoma turned me to face him again.

"Serenity, there is till so much more you need to learn." Ryoma calmly said. "Maybe then you'll understand that Nohrian and Hoshidan aren't so similar after all."

I sighed, I understand what Ryoma was saying. But I won't give up on my dream. My dream that the war between Hoshido and Nohr will end and that there people with be at peace, no matter how different they are. I felt a tear rolling down my face, then Ryoma wiped it away with his hand.

"Don't cry my little priestess."

I looked at Ryoma with eyes filled with sadness and remorse. Ryoma looked at me with eyes filled with hatred and fury.

"The Nohrians are notorious for their cruel and cowardly methods." Ryoma said with a stern, strong commanding voice. "There hearts knows only deceit and betrayal, they are our enemies by birthright."

"So much prejudice." I thought.

Then he held me tight against his chest. He cupped my face with his hand. My heart was racing again.

Then I decided to ask Ryoma a question. "Ryoma, do you train in martial arts?"

Ryoma looked surprised at my question. Then he deliberately closed his eyes and just chuckled. "Of course, how else would I get a body like this without years of rigorous training."

I blushed at what he had said, then I ran off.

"WHAT'S WITH YOU RUNNING AWAY ALL THE TIME!" Ryoma yelled as he chased after me.

I didn't answer, all I did was run. Just run. That seems to be my answer for everything. Why am I not surprised.

Aika and I have been in Shirasagi for a while now. But sadly, it was time for us to go. Aika and I said our goodbyes, Ryoma was upset that I had to leave. But before I left I gave him his present the Fire Heart. Ryoma was overjoyed, and he promised to give me a present as well. But before Aika and I left, Ryoma gave me yet another passionate kiss. Then I waved goodbye to my Royal lover and left.

Oh boy, did I really mess up history. First Ryoma and I weren't suppose to be a couple. Second Ryoma wasn't suppose to get the power of the Rainbow Sage this early or at all. And third, if I fight Ryoma he's going to KILL me. Oh boy I'm dead. Dead dead dead dead dead! DEAD!

I looked up at the sky. "I wonder how things will turn out now?"