Notes: This was inspired by a romance novel called "Prince Charming". I never read it but I read the summary on the back and I loved it. I also read the first couple of pages and stuff like that so I had the general idea of it. Too bad I couldn't buy it..Oh well.

Chapter 1

Prince Heero of Derrath smiled slightly as he slowly ran his fingers down that smooth shoulder of Princess Relena of the Sank Kingdom. He slowly kissed his way down the silky shoulder, enjoying the softness of the skin. Mmm, this is why he preferred princesses to the whores in the city. They always had more softer, virginal skin that just begged to be kissed and ravished. He closed his eyes, breathing in the princess's sweet scent. He reached up and ran his fingers through her silky hair.

"Oh, Heero," Relena whispered reverently as she prepared to be herself to be taken by the handsome prince. She had waited eternity for the prince to finally ask her to join him in his bed. Now, here she was, naked with her legs spread and the prince nestled in between. After this, her father would have to let her marry this handsome prince. She was still a virgin and if Heero took her, he would have to marry her! And she would finally have the husband she had always wanted. She had been saving herself for this day.

Heero moved closer as he kissed the princess's mouth, enjoying the sweet warmth there. He knew perfectly well that Relena was still a virgin and that only made him harder. He hadn't taken a virgin a while, they were so hard to find these days. Everyone seemed to have been taken by another at one time or another before they reached him to his utmost disappointment. But, ah, noble women and princesses were always virgins for a while.

He gently bit into her neck, enjoying the suddeny gasp of pleasure and shock emitted from the princess.

"Heero," Relena sighed as she ran her fingers through his thick hair and kissed him on the lips. "Please, Heero, I'm yours."

Heero smiled as he kissed Relena back. "I know."

Relena trembled as she felt Heero's hands slide down her thighs, her heart raced and her breathing came in quicker as she felt suddenly dizzy from anticipation.

BAM! BAM!

"Prince Heero!"

Heero sighed in exasperation. "Go away, Quatre! I'm BUSY!"

Relena pulled Heero down for another kiss. "Don't stop. Keep going."

Heero was more than happy to comply.

"But it's urgent, my prince! You're father demands that you appear for a conference with King Treize of Oz [1]!" Quatre Raberba Winner said through the thick door of the prince's room. "You must leave immediately!"

Heero sighed and dropped his head in disappointment. He leaned up and kissed Relena. "I'm very sorry, princess, but I have matters to attend to. Possibly we can continue this when I return?" Heero slid out of bed and got dressed quickly.

"But--" Relena had no way of expressing her disappointment without being lady like about it. She just laid there, hot and naked as she watched Heero get dress. "When will you be back?"

"In a week or two." Heero clipped his sword on and walked over to Relena. He kissed her firmly on her swollen lips, cupping one breast in his hand and causing Relena to give a cry of pleasure. "And don't sleep around with anyone while I'm gone. I want you, Relena."

Relena nodded, barely able to contain her excitement as she watched Heero smiled at her one more time before leaving the room.

After Heero's footsteps were gone, Relena slid out of bed and slowly got dressed. She smiled triumphantly as she knew she would finally win over her father and have Heero. He wanted her!

She was smiling happily as she slipped out of his room and sought out her lady-in-waiting Dorothy Catalonia. They would have to get back to Sank before her father noticed her disapperance.

~*~

A Week Later...

"That was by far the most boring meeting I have ever been to in my lifetime," Prince Heero complained to his manservant Quatre. They were in the royal carriage, driving back to Derrath after that peace meeting with the King of Oz. "I don't understand why he even needed me there!"

"He wanted you to learn how to deal with peace agreements, Prince Heero," Quatre explained patiently as he smoothed down his pants and smiled slightly at his prince. "Besides, I don't think it was that boring."

"King Treize is a wonderful guy but jeez! I could have been home!" Heero sighed as he stared out of the window to the predictable scenery of green and trees.

"Doing what? Bedding Princess Relena?" Quatre asked with a roll of his blue eyes.

"Exactly!"

"Heero, you know you should not do that. Stick to the city whores! Don't steal away Princess Relena's virture," Quatre pleaded. "You do know the consequences if her father finds out?"

"I'll just deny it."

"Heero!"

"Quatre, you're a great friend but this is my life," Heero said pointedly.

"You can't steal away every single noblewomen and princess' virture, Heero. It isn't right," Quatre exclaimed.

"And why not? They want it!"

"But they expect something back!"

"I give them pleasure," Heero said defensively.

Quatre didn't know whether or not to slap his prince upside the head. He was probably one of the most densest man in Derrath with an incredible libido to boot! Quatre feared for all the untouched girls out there. For some frustrating reason no woman could really resist Heero to Quatre's agony. If only those women refused, Quatre wouldn't have to deal with screaming, angry women demanding something from Heero. Luckily, Heero hasn't impregnated anyone yet to Quatre's immense relief. He didn't want to imagine what would happen if that actually did occur! Oh, it was too horrible to think about.

"Calm down, Quatre. I'll be careful if that makes you feel any better," Heero said comfortingly.

"That's good--"

"Bandits!!"

"Stay down, Your Highness!"

Heero frowned as the carriage sudden rocked and screams and shouts of his men and the bandits echo through the air. He could hear the sharp clang of swords crashing and men fighting. He reached for his sword and kicked open the door.

"Prince Heero!" Quatre shouted frantically as he leaped out of the carriage with his prince, sword in hand.

Heero kicked the first bandit he saw and quickly brought the man down before moving on to another to help his men out. He wasn't going to sit in the carriage and cower while his men put their lives in danger for him.

Quatre swore he was going to KILL Heero if they get out of this alive. He followed his prince, guarding Heero's back as the two fought back.

Whirling around, Heero caught the blade of an oncoming attacker. The man was wearing a heavy cloak and hood that concealed his features but not his sword. Heero backed up a step but quickly gained footing and pushed the bandit back. He swiped his blade down but it was only stopped by the bandit's own sword.

They fought hard as each parried each other's thrusts. Heero was impressed by the man's knowledge of the blade but he was intent on winning. Using all his strength, Heero swung his blade around.

"We got enough! Retreat!"

The cloaked man was distracted by the sudden command and was caught by the dull side of the blade. He went down like a rock.

Heero watched as the bandits ran with all sorts of possessions in their hands. Amazingly, not a single bandit was dead. They had all fled save the one Heero had taken down.

"Prince Heero! Are you all right?" Quatre gasped as he ran over to Heero and stood beside his prince.

"I'm fine, Quatre," Heero said, nodding as he ran his fingers through his hair.

"Prince Heero! Are you all right, Your Highness?" More men ran and gathered around Heero, relieved to see their reckless prince alive and well.

"I'm fine." Heero smirked and sheathed his sword. "But it looks like we got a prisoner."

One of Heero's men reached down and grabbed the fallen man by the shoulder, he tore back the hood and everyone gave an audible gasp.

It was a girl!

~*~

Chang Wufei slowly opened his eyes, feeling a dull throb at the side of his head. He groaned in pain and struggled to sit up only to find that he had metal chains clamped tightly around his wrists. He winced in pain and fell back down on the damp, moldy straw of the dark dungeon. The only light came from the small grill of the heavy prison door.

Giving it another try, Wufei pushed himself up and against the wall. He leaned there, pulling his feet up and resting his sore hands on his kneecaps. He sighed and blew back his hair, slightly miffed that his string had snapped in the fight and now his hair was loose. He checked his body and found that all his weapons had been confiscated. Wonderful! Just wonderful...And where the hell was he anyways??

Looking around the old dungeon Wufei glared and shook his head in disgust. Taken down. Him! Chang Wufei! One of the best swordsmen of the Dragon bandits. A disgrace! He kicked at the straw and growled softly.

It had just been a regular routine raid only this time it would be against the prince of Derrath. Easy. The only thing that damned prince was known for was his libido. But how the hell was he suppose to know that the damned prince actually knew how to fight. He had been distracted when Shen shouted for them to go and bam! He was taken down. Just peachy!

"This is so fucking embarassing," Wufei muttered to himself while shaking his head. "Ah, well..." Better get started on escaping. Reaching into his hair Wufei was happy to find that his pins were still in there. He reached up and slid one out and quickly began to work on the locks. He smiled when he heard the satisfied click of the chains and quietly shook them off. He then worked on the ones at his ankles. Soon he was free.

He quietly picked up the chains and moved over to the door. He then peeked out of the grill and saw one guard standing there.

"Hey! Asshole!" He hissed.

The guard turned around in shock. "Hey! You're not suppose to be free, girlie!"

Girlie?! Wufei supressed the urge to growl out loud. Okay, so he thinks I'm a girl. No problem. It's happened.

"Well, then come inside and chain me back up," Wufei said coyly as he took a step back from the iron door.

He smiled when he heard the clang of the keys against the door.

"Now, here, you're--Oof! Ugh!"

Wufei easily leaped over the fallen guard and raced down the dark corridor to the doors where two more guards stood.

"Hey!" One of the guards shouted.

Wufei swung the chains in his hands and quickly took the man down. He whirled around and kicked the other guard square in the face before knocking him out with a smart blow to the head with the help of his chains. He dropped the chains and grabbed the keys. He stuck a key in and pulled the door open. Then he was off.

He didn't run long before guards began to shout for him to stop. He just ran faster. He looked behind his shoulder and smirked when he saw the guards were too far out of shape to catch up to him. He made a sharp turn and smacked right into a wall. He gasped and fell back hard on his ass. He sat there for a while, struggling to gather his senses. Then he was on his feet and glared when he met a pair of cold and amused cobalt eyes.

"I don't think you're going anywhere," the prince said, smirking slightly.

"Get out of my way," Wufei growled. He threw his fist but Heero caught the fist and held on tightly. Wufei tried to punch with the other fist but it too was caught. Before he could think he was slammed against a wall, his arms pinned above him and the stupid prince shoved against him. He struggled against the prince but gods be damned he was strong!

"Get off me you fucking asshole!" Wufei shouted furiously.

"Now, that isn't a polite thing to say for a girl," Heero said, shaking his head in amusement.

Wufei sighed loudly and shook his head. "I'm not a girl!"

"What are you talking about? Look at you! You are a girl!" Heero protested.

"Maybe if ya just grabbed my chest you'd find out!" Wufei said, shaking his head.

Heero narrowed his eyes and looked down at Wufei's chest. He raised an eyebrow when he saw there was no distinct shape at all for someone his age. It was just a smooth, flat chest.

"You're not a girl," he said, blinking.

"Ya think?" Wufei said, rolling his eyes.

"Prince Heero! We'll take her from you now," one guard said with puffed up dignity.

Heero watched as the prisoner was suddenly jerked from him and locked back in a pair of chains.

"Let me go!" Wufei barked as he tried to pull away from the guard only to be punched. "Shit." He blinked and shook his head as he tried to clear his mind.

"We'll take her back to the dungeon," the same guard said, dragging Wufei away.

"Hey! Watch it! That hurt!" Wufei complained while he was dragged away. "Ouch! Watch the hair!"

Heero watched with a certain amount of amusement as the bandit gave his guards hell as they took him back to his cell.

~*~

"Out of my way. I wish to speak to the prisoner," Heero said, waving away the guards. They stepped aside and bowed while another opened the door and allowed Heero to walk inside. He carried a candle with himself as he walked into the cell and waited for the door to close behind him.

The prisoner was sitting in a corner of the cell looking very, very bored. He lifted his head when he saw the prince and Heero was shocked to see passionate obsidian eyes looking at him. He could see the anger and disgust in those velvet eyes without any trouble.

"What do you want?" the prisoner asked insolently.

"You and your bandits attacked me today," Heero said.

"Yeah. So?"

"I want you to tell me where they are," Heero said firmly.

The prisoner looked at Heero for a long time, his eyes suddenly betraying nothing. "Are you stupid or something? I would never turn in my fellow men!"

"Then you'll stay in this prison for the rest of your life," Heero said simply.

The prisoner shrugged. "So be it. I will never betray my friends."

"Friends? They left you behind."

"They had to protect themselves. I wouldn't have had it any other way," the prisoner said.

"Why?"

"You wouldn't really know, would you? Of course not. The prince only thinks about himself."

"That's out of line!"

"Like I care!" the prisoner shot back.

Heero glared at the boy. "What's your name?"

"Chang Wufei."

"All right, Wufei, I'm going to give you another chance. Tell me where your bandits are and I'll set you free. If not, your fate will be decided tomorrow and I will still go after your "friends"," Heero stated coldly.

Wufei leaped to this feet, almost falling with the chains around his ankles. He cursed as Heero caught him and held him.

"I'll never tell you where they are. And you leave them alone!" Wufei shouted as he tried to pull out of Heero's arms.

Heero tried to ignore how nice it felt to hold Wufei. The boy was surprisingly warm and soft, his warm breath tickled Heero's cheek.

"Let me go," Wufei exclaimed angrily as he tried to pull out of Heero's arms. His breath came in quick as he continued to struggle against Heero.

"Are you sure about that?" Heero asked, his face dangerously close to Wufei's.

Wufei jerked his head back and glared hatefully at Heero. "Stay away from them! They didn't steal anything that couldn't be replaced!" He lifted his knee but Heero was too quick for him.

Heero smiled as he threw Wufei down on to the straw, watching as the exotic boy landed hard, his hair whipping around his face. He could easily pass for a girl, Heero noted with some amusement. Amazing, here was a boy yet if he was put in a dress he would fool anyone. Heero had never met anyone like that before.

"Your fate will be decided tomorrow," Heero said coldly as he turned and left the cell.

Wufei sat there for a long time. Then he banged his chained hands against the wall and screamed his fury.

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Ha! My first 1x5 long fic! I hope I do okay with this one...

[1] Lord, I feel like an idiot writing that. I mean, jeez! Where did my creativity go?!?

Started: December 29, 2000