What love is?

The very bored princess looked out her window. She watched the commoners talk with each other and interact… how she wished she could do the same. She would settle for anyone… all she wanted was a friend.

She stood from her chair and walked over to her dresser. She sat and brushed her long golden locks as she hummed the song her father had taught her. "Oh father…why did you have to die? I miss you." Tears crept into her eyes, and they slowly fell staining her silky blue dress. The girl stood sighing and walked back to her spot over looking the town… at least her room had a beautiful view.

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The beautiful princess walked over to her bed petting her yellow and white cat. The cat purred lowly and looked up with golden eyes. "Are you hungry Cake?" The princess smiled softly, before putting the cat's food bowl on the bed. Kneeling in front of the bed, she removed the rug to reveal the small cellar door with the weird shaped key hole. The princess reached for her neck, removing the bunny shaped key pendant and unlocking the door. It was a shallow hollow, only about two feet deep and four feet wide.

Upon opening the door, the cat jumped into the hole and stretched in it finding her favorite spot and curling up. Next to the cat was her jewelry box and a small sword, her father had trained her with. She lifted the jewelry box and opened it. Inside it were pictures. Black and white pictures of her family. Her father and mother… before he had died in battle leaving her protective mother to run the kingdom. "Oh father I miss you."

This princess was unlike your regular princess. She was too interested in becoming a knight, like her father, to care about what the other princesses were doing. Her mother had always disapproved of her desire to become a warrior, but her father was proud off her ferocity and desire. He would train her until exhaustion, forcing her to spar against any or every one of his knights. Eventually she beat them all. "Cake do you think I would've been able to become a knight?" The blond princess asked the cat as she picked her up and gently placed her on the bed. She returned the jewelry box and locked the door, replacing the rug.

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"Cake, I am going downstairs." The princess whispered and opened the door. The cat raised her head and tilted it slightly before going back to sleep. "Lazy cat." The princess laughed. She tiptoed down the hall as to not warn anyone of her presence. She walked down the stairs and avoided the hallways where the house cleaners and guards would usually be. She had one thing in mind: Father's study. Maybe she couldn't see her father but she could feel his presence in his study. When he wasn't training her or with her mother, he was in his study planning and deciding on the on going war.

Once reaching her destination, she slowly walked around savoring the familiar memories. This very study was where her father proposed to her mother, where she lost her first tooth, where she had begun her training. She slowly walked over to the golden sword in the middle of the room. The sword of 'Alma-on'. Her father had won it as part of a treaty. It was priceless and a piece of history. The princess sat in the chair that had belonged to her father and saw the same papers still there. Her mother had not been in here since his death only weeks before. The princess relaxed, and not a minute later, she heard a sound coming from the window. Instantly she ducked under the desk to avoid being seen.

"Now… if I was a priceless sword, where would I be?" The male voice wondered around the room. "There you are." He grinned looking straight at the sword next to the desk. "Oh man, the score I am gonna get for this thing!" He exclaimed

"Oh no, you're not!" The princess spoke her tone angry, before reaching for the golden sword.

The boy chuckled. He tilted his head and stared in awe at the beautiful sight. This girl in a tiara and satin blue dress, with the pile of golden hair falling down her back, holding the golden sword in attacking position. "Hand that over sweet cheeks. You'll hurt yourself." He smirked.

The boy had dark hair and beautiful dark brown eyes, his enticing stare was ignored by the princess "What do you want with my father's sword?"

"Little princesses shouldn't get involved in big business. Go to your tower and play dress up or something." He smirked

"Oh how about I rearrange your face?" She laughed dryly

"Funny" He joked, smirk in place "And cute. I don't have time for games. Give me the sword." He smiled and stuck his hand out.

The princess swung and barely missed as he pulled away. "Leave now and I promise minimal damage." She smirked

"Very well… let it be the hard way." He sighed pulling out a retractable sword.

The two began the heated battle. She would swing only for him to cut her off with his own sword, or vice versa. Their swords clashing with loud metallic clacks. "This place has terrible security." The boy teased as he pushed his weigh down on the sword

"This room is sound proof." She replied kicking his shin making him fall to the floor. She leaned to stab but he rolled out of the way, using his leg to knock her off her feet. The girl swung once more slashing the sash holding the boy's shoulder bag. He swung at her causing a rip on her dress sleeve. The boy kicked the sword from her hands and it fell with a metallic clank. She dodged his tab attempt and tripped him, kicking the sword from his hand. They wrestled on the ground as she punched his stomach and clawed at his face, while he dodged and tried to contain her. He didn't want to hurt the girl but she was really making this difficult.

"Did you hear something?" A male voice came from behind the study door

"Yeah I came to check." Another male voice commented

"Shoot!" The boy exclaimed and grabbed his sword "So much for sound proof." He slipped from under the girl and looked back at the golden sword, too far now. He looked back to the face of the princess, with a smirk he jumped out the window and used his sword as a stopper to slowly grind down the wall. He ran without looking back and blended with the other towns' folk.

"Princess Fionna?" The male voice sounded behind her

She turned to the confused expression on the guards "Hello." She smiled. She looked around the room for a quick second "Oh.. I am sorry if I scared you… see I was in here yesterday and left my shoulder bag here." She smiled and picked up the brown messenger bag on the ground "I came back to get it… but since it was dark, I fell and knocked over father's sword… clumsy." She smiled sheepishly.

"Well are you okay?" The guard asked, the doubt in his voice disappearing

"Yes." She said getting up and rushing towards her room. She turned back to the guards "If you would mind not telling my mother…" She mumbled before continuing to her room.

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As soon as Fionna entered her room, Cake lifted her head and meowed. "Whoa." She sighed walking over to the cat. Lying in her bed, she put the bag in front of her and laid back ignoring Cake as she purred against her. "Who are you?" She mumbled as the nameless boy's face passed through her mind.

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"Stupid princess…" The boy muttered as he entered his home. He looked straight towards his guitar "Yeah… I'll play tonight" he sighed and reached for his sheet music book "Where is my bag?" He asked confused looking down at his red-plaid shirt. Then he remembered the princess cutting the sash and it falling to the ground. "Shoot!" He exclaimed.

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"I wonder…" She opened the bag and dumped its contents on the bed. Out of the bag fell a pocketknife, a notebook, a guitar string, two apples, and a pair of socks. She looked directly at the old notebook that seemed to be falling apart. It was a black and white composition notebook with the letters 'M.L.' on the cover. The letters were in script and black marker. "M.L.?" She thought, "What do you think that means Cake?" She asked the cat who looked at her through golden eyes.

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"Stupid princess…" He mumbled as he ate his dinner "No sword, no score, and now she has my music book!" He frowned. "You are really cute though… and the way you fight… man that would sure keep things interesting." He grinned

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"Cake these are beautiful!" Fionna exclaimed and watched as the cat snuggled against the soft woolen red socks. "Cake, Ew. What if he wore those?" She scolded at the cat but her scold fell in deaf ears, as the cat continued her snuggling.

"I wonder if he stole them…" She whispered. Fionna looked down again at the cat "I mean he is a thief and he didn't seem like the type to have these emotions…" She thought back the boy. A knock on her door interrupted her "Come in." She answered and her mother walked in. "Mother." She exclaimed sitting up

"Fionna, I have come to you with incredible news." She grinned

"What is it mother?" Fionna asked with a smile

"Prince Gumball has accepted the offer to marry you!" She squealed in delight.

Fionna's expression saddened "Oh." She whispered. If Fionna's mother would have been paying attention, she would have seen her daughter sad and disappointed but she was too exited with the news her self to even wonder about Fionna's feelings. She didn't even notice the rip on Fionna's dress sleeve. "Mother… what about my becoming a knight?"

The queen frowned, her face twisting in disgust "I told you, I will not have my daughter running out and about acting like a barbarian and fighting! You could get hurt!"

"Mother, father had trained me! I have beat all of our best knights and knights from other castles… Why won't you let me? Father-" Fionna began to plead but her mother interrupted

"Fionna! I have already given the Castilian Kingdome, my word that you will marry prince Gumball. I will not go back on." She stated sternly

"Mother you knew of my dream why did-"

"Fionna do not reproach me! Keep your dream, as that. Just a dream." With that, the queen exited her daughter's room, leaving the girl with tears of frustration in her eyes.

The princess sat on her bed, slamming her door close first, and cried as the cat tried to comfort her.

"That was quiet a sight." The smug male voice stated. Fionna looked up to her window to see the boy from earlier. This time instead of the red plaid shirt, he had a gray tank. He leaned on the window frame, holding on to the curtain, his sword in hand.

A/A/N

Okay this was originally a one shot but... yeah... its gonna be short and sweet, alot of mushiness and arguing so dont like dont read. FioLee pairing! Also i would appreciate reviews and such 3 thank youuuu