Child of Wind [An Akatsuki No Yona Fanfiction]

Chapter I: Reality - Part 1

Here's the first part of the first chapter! Hope you guys like the prologue even though it doesn't make that much sense...?

Also, every chapter will have 2 or 3 parts.

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10 years later...

Third Person's POV

"Beast-san, where's hime-sama?" A white-haired girl asks, suddenly appearing next to the black-haired boy. 

Hak jumps slightly and looks down at Ruri. "Can you stop appearing out of nowhere? And don't call me that again." He grits his teeth.

"Where's hime-sama?" She asks again, looking at him through her mask.

"She is still getting ready. By the way–" Before he can finish, she is already gone. "At least let me finish what I have to say." Hak sighs, looking back to the front where the Emperor has just finished his speech.

When Ruri jumps into Yona's room through the window, she walks over to Min-Soo, looking up slightly. "What's going on?"

"Ruri-san, she still hasn't chosen the right outfit." The boy cries slightly, clearly helpless.

"No, this isn't right." Just then, the red-haired girl looks away from the mirror, taking off the blue dress. 

"Ne, where's that chintz? Ruri-chan, help me! I don't have a nice outfit!" Yona exclaims, and before Ruri can reply, Emperor Il comes in.

Stopping, Yona asks in surprise, "Father! What about the ceremony?"

Emperor Il walks over to her, explaining, "As you can see, it's over."

"Oh, no...gomen'nasai, I..." Yona mumbles, folding her hands in front of her.

He laughs, "Well, no matter. It was merely a formality. There is no need for you to appear before the people."

"Your majesty, please do not spoil hime-sama." Ruri said, standing in front of Yona and looks up at him. 

"I won't do it again." He smiles warmly, and she tches, looking away and mumbles, "That's what you said yesterday..."

"Um, Father...isn't there something odd about my hair?" Yona asks, and Emperor Il gasps before smiling, "Of course not! Your beauty surpasses that of any jewel–"

"Yes, that of my face. I believe I was born with quite a cute face." Yona smiles, twirling her hair. "But why is this hair so red and unruly? Grr! It won't behave at all!"

"That isn't true at all. Right, Hak, Ruri?" Emperor Il ignores her, turning towards the blue-eyed boy coming through the door, and Yona immediately freezes.

"Yes, Emperor Il." Hak replies, kneeling on one knee. "Who would ever say that the hime-sama's hair looks strange? If anything is not right, it would be her brain."

"Quiet, knave! Father, do something about this impertinent cretin!" Yona screams, and starts throwing things at Hak, who keeps catching them.

Ruri yawns, looking at Yona. "Hime-sama, you look beautiful in every way."

"Arigato, Ruri-chan–"

"But please go to class. I don't want to see you only having beauty and nothing else." She continues, falling onto her knees and put her forehead to the ground.

"Ruri-chan! Hak, what have you done to my loli guard!?"

"Since when is this my fault!?"

Ruri looks at the things thrown at Hak, feeling like a needle is pricking at her heart as she tries to control herself from using any of her powers to save the things.