Hehe, hi all! I finally got this story updated! I hope you like it, it might be a little confusing but it will all make sense, I swear. Sorry for any bad spelling.

Helping Hands And Confused Actions

(Random City With in Dai Shimeron)

"Hei – I mean Yuuri, don't run so far ahead!" called a cloaked figure in a bustling street of a market day, five of his comrades following closely behind.

Another cloaked figure turned around to fix a look of annoyance and excitement at his fellows who were trying to catch up to him.

"Come on everyone! We need to find this person who can-"

"Shibuya!" interrupted one of the younger cloaked figures, fixing his glasses so he could better see their young King. The group quickened their pace and surrounded the teen before they continued with their conversation.

"I think it would be wise to keep this information to ourselves, Shibuya." murmured the glasses wearing teen to the other excited teen. "We don't want everyone knowing there is someone here who can cross dimensions into this world."

"Murata!" whined the other, fixing his black eyes on the other shokoku and dancing from foot to foot. "I can't just leave someone out there who might need our help! I mean, when I arrived in this world I did not understand a word that was being said to me. Then I was attacked all because of my black hair and eyes! What if this person is having the same struggles I had to go through? Then they would have been suffering for four days now!"

"Yuuri, calm down already!" snapped another cloaked figure, turning his furious green eyes on the young King before continuing, "Honestly, you probably only want to find this person so that you can flirt your little heart out, you CHEATER!"

All eyes of the group seemed to roll at this comment, sighs escaping at the coming argument that was likely to begin.

"WOLFRAM! I have -"

But before anymore could be said, there was loud shouts and what sounded as a lot of pounding feet came from ahead of them forcing the small group to look around to see the disturbance. There, coming down the road was a horde of villagers and soldiers, all with looks of rage and hatred. There were a few with looks of fear, but that was few and far in between. As they drew closer to the group of Mazoku, their shouts became more distinct to their ears.

"Catch that little demon!"

"We can't have him here where our children can be harmed!"

"MONSTER!"

"DEVIL!"

"Come out quietly and we will make your death swift!"

More cries for blood were raised after that last statement. The group tensed with worry, three of them stepping forward in a small defensive line in front of their precious King, all reaching for their hidden swords. The three, smaller, figures stepped back, trying to hide themselves from the eyes of raging mob. But as one of them took an additional step back, their foot slipped off a step making him lose his balance and fall backwards. He let out a small yell of surprise as they started to plummet down the stairs, his arm reaching out to his fellow comrades.

"Yuuri!"

"Shibuya!"

"HEIKA!" cries from the group erupted as their hands flung out to snatch at their young King.

But their actions were to late, for the mob had reached the group and swept away the others. Leaving Yuuri to tumble down the two flights of stairs to the street below, landing in a disorganized heap on the road, his hood falling away from his head exposing his black strands of hair.

As he layed there, dazed and exposed, there were suddenly arms lifting him off the pavement. He felt his hood sliding up over his head and being adjusted to cover his face. There was a grunt from the small man as he hoisted Yuuri's arm over his shoulder and began to half drag the teen down the road. Yuuri, seeing this through his hazy eyes, tried to walk but his left legs shot blistering pain up his leg causing him to gasp in pain and his head reel.

After a few more agonizing minutes of the tiny man dragging Yuuri along and Yuuri trying to walk, Yuuri found himself outside a door that looked like it belong to a shed. The smaller man struggled a few moments before finally managing to open the door without dropping Yuuri and forced his way in. He lead Yuuri over to a pile of blankets where the tiny man laid him down gently, before hurrying back across the room and closing the door, locking it securely.

Yuuri watched in dizzying wonder as the man slid down the door, breathing harshly and sweat trickling down the small portion of face that could be seen under his hood. Yuuri continued to watch the tiny man in a pain filled haze, his eyes drifting closed and incasing him in darkness.

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Ritsuka stood slowly, still panting from his trying task of getting the black haired teen to his small hideout. He walked slowly over to the sleeping teen as he lowered his hood, letting his ears stretch out from their cramped position under his hood.

Ritsuka shifted the boy over slightly and worked a tattered blanket out from underneath him and setting it aside for later. Ritsuka reached under his jacket and untied the small string that was tied to his pants and the tip of his tail, releasing his long tail from its hiding place.

He ran his hands over the teen that was laid out in front of him pressing a few places and watching the black haired teen's reaction, trying to determine what injuries there were. After a few moments of checking, there seemed to be nothing worse than a few bruises and a potentially broken ankle. Ritsuka pulled off the teen's shoe incase of swelling and walked slowly over to his meager supply of medicines and bandages.

Ritsuka turned back to the sleeping teen, confusion covering his face.

Why did I save him? Ritsuka wondered and he walked back over and beginning his task of rubbing some ointments onto the bruised skin and splinting of the left leg.

He could not understand what drove him to helping the teen. Normally he would have left the person there, especially in this world that seemed to just hate him for no reason. As he continued to treat the teen, Ritsuka glanced at the boys face spotting the black hair under the hood.

"You were probably attacked because of your hair…" Ritsuka whispered to the sleeping teen as he finished his task of bandaging and returning the remains of his supplies to their hiding place. Tiptoeing back to the blanket he was able to wrestle out from under the teen, now grasping the blanket and covering the sleeping form with it.

"I think that is why I saved you…"

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(Back to the group)

Hands. That's all he could feel. Hands and bodies pressed up against him, holding him in place before moving on. His annoyance increasing as he remain unable to break through their ranks and watching his fellow comrades struggling in the same mass of bodies as he was. All five of them crying out to the same person, trying to get a response from the missing teen, Yuuri Shibuya.

He felt his hands clench involuntarily as he fought off the urge to punch every single one of the humans that surrounded him, the same people who were preventing him from reaching the stairs where he watched the teen tumble only moments before.

But that wasn't the only thing that was driving him towards the stairs, there was a need to get there for something else. A type of urgency that ate at his stomach, telling him that there was something else at the bottom of those stairs. But the longer he stood trapped within the mass of bodies, the more that urgency increased. It was as if whatever was there, was now leaving and he had to find it before it left.

After a few more moments of struggle, pushing all the humans out of his way, he found himself free and racing towards the steps. He glanced over his shoulder and spots the other four break free of the churning bodies and run to catch up with him. He refocused his attention to the stairs and he flew down them landing with ease on the street below, only to find it completely disserted.

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So that is it this time! Sorry for taking so long, I was trying to finish up homework before doing this. I will try to update sooner! Thank you to those who reviewed! They really inspired me to write as much as I could! Thanks again. I hope you all enjoyed, please review whether you did or not.