Woo, Writing Ism Ism!

Because I am addicted to the olden days right now.

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Because somehow two reviews gave me a push to update, so this is a surprised update.

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The people of Suna had revolted; most of them who uttered a single word against the King were instantly killed. The revolution that the Feared Three had started was ended shortly; a mere year and the King already have his people under control. They were once again thrown into the same cycle of fearing him and dreading their lives. After the revolution things did not go for the better. Suna became more worse, a harsh place, a place that would be your burial in an you displease the King, just one wrong move and you'll cover the dirt with your blood. The King was unforgiving. He wanted the outsiders that came and did not fear him. He wanted their heads, and he wanted to paint the walls using their blood, with that goal in mind he had built strong armies to attack the neighboring Kingdom that did nothing but stay out of his way before, but no, in search of the three, he would be relentless. He cannot afford another revolt. He would not let the man's world come true, that he would be gone? Foolishness. He would be known. Known throughout the world!

Temari hated her father more. The day the outsider came, she was severely beaten up. Her hands were almost broken back then until Baki reasoned with her father. She almost lost hope of escaping him that she no longer tries of ways to get rid of him but she had to kill herself. She attempted to do so, but that was the one time her brothers were actually around and they caught her and stopped her. They said it would be too cruel of her to leave them because they continue to live to have hope of seeing her again. She did not attempt any longer after that. It was selfish of her to think of leaving her brothers when they needed her. She was after all the eldest and she had cared for them when they were younger. Gaara and Kankurou were the only treasures she had left, the only reminders of love and hope.

She must be strong. She will be strong. She will no longer let others push her.

She will rule a Kingdom One Day even if it means marrying into another horrible King. She would gain power. She cannot remain the weaker sex; she would show the men out there. A new world awaits them, and she would be the one to show them this new world.

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Shikamaru Nara never went back to the Kingdom of Suna even though he had tried many times. He was held back by their new Queen Tsunade, it was the first time he ever seen a Queen rule without so much needing a King. She was the first Queen ever to truly have total control. She was not even married. She was titled Queen due to her superior skills, her strength and intelligent. She was far smarter than many of the men in the Kingdom of Konoha. She was also one of the greatest Mage in the whole world. She was part of the Three Great Mages from Konoha. She was loud and troublesome.

She had asked him why he wanted to go to Kingdom of Suna considering he was the Kingdom lazy genius. She was not aware of his reputation outside the Kingdom. If she was ever aware of what he had done she would not show mercy to him. The late King knew about the things he had done, because Shikamaru was on a mission under the late King order to find a Kingdom where they could possibly make an alliance out of. So far none of the Kingdoms showed any. Most of the Kingdoms were ruled by horrible monarchs. It had angered him and disappointed him enough that he fixed the governments in some ways as he passed through. He wanted the Kingdoms to have some sort of equality and peace, he didn't need the trouble.

Naruto and Chouji were also against Shikamaru about returning to Suna. They had heard horrible news that after they had left the Kingdom, the place became hell itself in the making. A reason why Shikamaru had withdrawn from his earlier mission, tempering with other Kingdoms would harm the King had gone mad trying to seek all three of them, mostly him. Shikamaru had more reason to come back to Suna then, he was worried for the Princess. If things had gotten worse surely she was treated far worse than before, she might be dead! But again he couldn't go back. Suna was far from Konoha, the journey there would cost him more and he's already a dead man if he laid feet on other Kingdom. But he would find away. Just to see her once again, to see if she still lives. His Princess from Suna.

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Two and a half year later since the Princess and Shikamaru saw each other.

Shikamaru was stuck in the Kingdom of Konoha, he was neither a Knight nor a Mage. He was not needed for the armies. He was a mere advisor of the Queen, he had been put into that job because he was clever, he was the only one who had manage to pass the trials the Queen had threw at them earlier in the year. He misses his old friend Naruto Uzumaki, he wanted to become a powerful Knight, but he was not allowed to pursue that. He was to be a King one day. The King of the WhirlPool Kingdom, just like how his father was before him. They did not want the only lineage of the late king of WhirlPool to be marred in war. Chouji, was a son of a Noble, his father being Duke of Akimichi, he would later on carry the title of the Duke, but he was fortunate enough to snag a spot in Knighthood, it was a surprise news to Shikamaru to learn Chouji's father actually let him be a Knight. Shikamaru on the other hand was nothing compared to his friends. He was worthless almost, but higher than a slave he was, he was a mere peasant that was important enough to be considered someone worth keeping around. Thank heavens the Queen favors him against all the high mages here.

He layed down on the grass looking up into the sky, one cloud seems to form her, the Princess. He frowned. It's been a long time and news of Suna had stopped coming into Konoha because every Kingdom seems to be on the edge and on war with each other. They were no longer trustful and therefor killed of any messengers passing through, they lost many men from that, that they totally gave up the idea of having messages. Not even messages from birds because anyone could spot those birds and kill them off and know information too quickly, everything seems to be risky.

"Maybe I could just run away from here and be a pirate," He said to himself, would it be so bad? He sighed and closed his eyes but once again it was not so peaceful his thoughts won't give him peace. The faces of the one he had killed haunts him in his dreams. Did he kill so many? He could have been a knight; the Queen could see he was strong and capable of ambushing strong enemies and actually defeating them. But she was female, he thought, she already seen his struggles with his guilty conscious. She had a heart, the Queen of theirs; she cared enough to reason to say she wants Shikamaru out of the war line because he was needed by her side. It was a lie; the Queen was smart enough, much clever than he. His assassin's days had ended soon after his visit in Suna.

How was he to make a decent man of himself when he still feels guilt from the blood he had wasted? Lives he had destroyed! He flipped himself up swiftly, he was light with his feet, somepeople called him Shadow when he was the killer that they feared. Shadow because he followed his victim like he was their own shadows. He followed them so smoothly and silently that they had no idea who killed them anymore than they had a chance to yell for pain. He was not one the cruel ones that made their victim beg for their lives and then ended up killing them anyways. He was the Silent Killer, some admired him for it. He did not feel at all honorable, far from decent.

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"Die!" The blonde woman yelled as she swung the fan she held and withdrew the sword from the sheath that hung on to her side so fast he was shocked and awed. Shocked because she was incredibly fast, she had so much stealth and she is a woman! Awed because well, a woman cannot truly fight wearing a dress yet, but she manages, though she had apparently made her dress short enough that it sometimes seems to flow with her body with a swishing sound like the one she made with her sword. Their swords made sparks and the ringing of metal clashing noises, it was exhilarating. He felt the thrill of it running through his veins, if he was not fighting with her and she did not carry the huge fan and the sword he would have hugged her. Well first he would have truly chained her hands behind her back and then hug her and even tie her legs while he was it to be mighty secure of his manhood. He was after all a defender of his enormous manhood.

"Whoa there, don't you need to take a breathing?" He asked as he ducked and parried blows from her. She was fast and strong because she made him feel every blow that he easily blocked.

"Be quiet, simpleton!" She said, with her need to shut him up she faked her swing as he blocked and then she took a step back, with him wide open she smoothly sweep his feet off the ground, and then kicking his chest as he fell, he hit the ground hard making a 'thud' sound and having him grunt, she smiled. She rested her foot on his chest and pointed his sword at his neck.

"You're a spy," She said "You're nothing but a rat."

"Perhaps at this point I am an imbecile, because I am not quite at par with your intelligence, Princess." He said.

Temari eyes widened and narrowed immediately.

"Do I know you?"

"No, but it is the man that had horribly turned your life worse."

"A man…?" Shikamaru waited for her to remember, and he watch her movements but she made none, she did not step back nor give him a chance to escape the death position she put him in. "I don't remember a man that turned my life into hell because that man would have been dead by now, there for it is quite stupid to remember a dead man's face."

Shikamaru chuckled which made the point of the sword inch closer to his neck, particularly it was already pressing against his neck and he made it worse for himself when he chuckled.

"Aye, you probably don't remember me as I remember you, because I am no one while you are the Princess of Suna. I am one of the outsiders from two and half years ago."

"You!" She remembered and Shikamaru released a breath of relief until she pushed her sword forward so fast but not fast enough that Shikamaru rolled onto his shoulder, and kept rolling until he was far away from the reach of her sword. He quickly stood up and blocked the swing from her. He jumped away and took a quick glance on his right shoulder, it was bleeding. It was deep he could tell from the heavy flow that quickly was staining his white shirt.

"You want me dead?" He asked.

Temari glared at him, she wanted to murder him. He was no help at all, he was no angel sent from above as she had thought earlier two and half years ago. He never came back to her. He had said he would come back, hadn't he? She couldn't truly remember his words, but he did speak of taking away the pain. He gave her more pain. She was for the first of those years, a hopeful girl, that perhaps he would come back and take her away from the horrid place. If he truly cared he would have known a girl who needs help even if she does not need to speak out loud. Anyone could see someone that silently cries for help, right?

"You made my life hell the day you left!" She yelled furiously. "If you have not showed you cared about my well being he would not have severely punished me! But you did, you showed you cared." Her voice started to weaken, "and my spirit was broken, you have never come back after."

Shikamaru stood still, he dropped his sword, he was sort of paralyzed to see tears come out of his princess' eyes and to know he was the one that caused her more pain than she should have felt then.

"I am sorry, Princess." Was the only thing he said, what other words of comfort are there? Promise her yet again that he would take away the pain? No, never again will he make such promises he could not complete.

"I thought you had died." She said finally after their moments of silence, she still clutched to her sword tightly, but she was shaking, and crying, the ground was getting wet from her tears. Back then, she almost thought she had loved the outsider from before; it was the first man beside her brothers to truly show by actions that he cared for her. She was also naïve, a dreamer when she was younger but not anymore.

She had come to know how twisted the world is.

Shikamaru looked at her, she had stop crying and was staring at him, not so much in anger, but her eyes were sort of looking at him to make sure he was truly there. It was almost like she was seeing him from the first time, a man that came back from the dead.

"I wanted to come to you,"

"You never came back to me," She needed him then but not anymore.

"I did not," Shikamaru nodded. Temari remained silent, she was not as angry as before when she had every intention of killing him. That was irrational of her and it had scared her enough to know she could have killed him because she did not hesitate or reason to herself about her action, she did not want to become like her father. She was glad to know the outsider was alive.

He would make amends for it, sooner. He promised himself he would not leave her side any longer. That was his mistake back then, he left Suna without his princess and now she longer needs him. He remembered when he had kissed her hands, how her eyes had sort of shined and looked intense, the way she had looked at him, made him feel like a Prince, her Prince Charming. Now, he felt nothing at all. He lost her Princess. He would get her back. Somehow, but he knew it would be troublesome. He knew it would be hard work considering she was probably much more stubborn than before. He was also at lost with his own emotion, to care for her back then and after many years; she was still dear to him. He wants to know why he cares so much. It was out of character for him, he never dared bothered to know trouble. But he would court it now; he would court trouble every minute of the days he would live. To why he would do it is the mystery.

"Princess, may I be granted to know your name?"

"Why?"

"So that when I actually die, I know whose name I shall say last,"

"What." It was not a question. It was the only thing she said because she was confused by that what he said.

"I will die for you, so it is only right to die by using my last breath to speak your name."

"Saying things is different from doing things,"

And that was why she was short with him. He said things he did not do.

A/N: Woo! Updated Today!? What am I thinking? Well I know what I'm thinking. I was typing my essay and then got bored and opened a new window and started thinking of what should happen with "Prince Charming" so here's where I came up with.

It's Romance and Adventure, and it's set in the olden days, the olden days was well..I think like this? I don't know. People were dreamers and when those dreamers grow they had fully embraced reality. T_T I don't want to grow then.

This was fast written, so I don't know if I like the outcome.

So Tell me What You think. Hai, I know, I updated TODAY. Maybe Tomorrow I'll update again. It depends on my swings! Haha,

Love Anne

P.S.

If you think it was very fast because Temari thought she 'loved' Shikamaru already. Think of someone that barely knew what caring is and then someone just out of the blue cares for them, wouldn't that someone hold some sort of emotion? Admiration, a liking, perhaps? But she was young then and now she grew up and matured more. So did Shikamaru. Hai, don't bash me. o It was a harsh world back then so of course they're all woo.

Dictionary:

Woo-In a normal dictionary it would be, to court.

In my dictionary it means- Damn, going crazy!