Dairey: okay I got some good and bad news. Good news: I started with my second story

Syns: And idea three was the big winner.

Dairey: Idea 2 had also some votes. I am going also going to work on that story but not for now.

Syns: And this is the reason why.

Dairey: Bad news: The updates wont be so rapid as my previous story. Reason: work. I am doing now more hours because the busy period of xmas is coming. So with this you know why. And I also want to work on the keyshipping comic.

Syns: So when that busy period is over she has more free time and the she can work more at the stories and comics.

Dairey: So please have patience I am going to try to update as quickly as the free time lets me.

Syns: Without any ado, enjoy the new story.

Summary: Astral beings and humans have life together as long the humans exist. Yuma is boy with no family trying to survive on the street. But when a couple of bad guys want to hurt him badly he is saved by Prince Astral. Afterwards the prince offers him a job at the palace. During he staying there Yuma discover that Astral isn't that bad as the rumors he had heard. But discover that the horrible rumors about Astral's twin brother, Black Mist, are true. What will happen between Yuma and Astral? And what is Black Mist up to? And what does he knows about Yuma's past and his missing family? Read it to find out. M rated for safety precautions: don't know where I will go with this story.

As far the history could go; humans and Astral beings have lived side by side.

At the beginning they didn't lived together but as two individual alliances. And although the Astral beings were more highly advanced then the humans, the two lived in peace and harmony.

That was until the Barians came.

The Barians were cold-hearted demon with lust for blood coming from the deepest of the Negative Dimension, a world full with darkness and evilness. They've used their dark power to create an opening to the Earth. And on every ground they put foot on, chaos and mayhem followed.

The humans were the biggest victims of the Barian's destructive wave. The humans didn't stand a chance against the Barians onslaught.

While the Astral beings stood stronger against the Barians.

Especially when they were led by the strongest and wisest of all Astral beings.

Kuzastra.

During the attacks of the Barians this particularly Astral warrior grew out to a true leader. Thanks to his strategy and smart guidance he was able to keep the Barians from getting any victory over the Astral beings.

Weeks went by when the Astral beings found an injured human child, who was able to find its way to the city were the Astral beings lived.

There the child begged Kuzastra to send some help to free the humans from the Barians.

Kuzastra didn't hesitate one second. The sad and hopeful look in the child eyes was enough to convince to send his warriors to help the humans.

Thanks by the Astral beings the humans were finally able to stand against the Barians.

It was a long and bitter fight, but eventually the humans and the Astral beings won the war against the Barians. Sending the demons back to where they came from and making sure they never return.

During the war the humans and Astral beings had become great companions. After the fight was over, the humans and Astral beings decided to life together side by side to rebuild the life that the Barians had destroyed.

They asked Kuzastra to become their king to lead them. Kuzastra accepted only if the council that will help him will exist out of humans and Astral beings so that everyone will be equally treated.

The only question everyone was asking is why the Barians invaded their world in the first place? That remained a mystery.

Years went by and peace finally returned back on earth. The mystery about the Barians became a myth and everyone started to forget the horrible period during of the war.

Kuzastra's latest heir Zunthral was now sitting on the throne, ruling his people with kindness and respect. He married with a beautiful Astral being Yasseya which he had two sons with. A twin: Astral and Black Mist.

All went well, while nobody knew that the two sons of Zunthral will reveal the reasons why the Barians invaded the world. And what they will discover will change the lives of many people.

A 13 year old boy with black spiky hair and purple bangs wearing some old worn out clothes was walking down the streets. The boy went under the name of Yuma Tsukumo. The poor boy lived on streets for as long he could remember. No home, no family and no food.

He placed his hand on his growling stomach. "Oh man, what I won't do for a just a piece of food." Yuma mumbled.

Any person in this kind of situation would have stolen some food from the merchants or snatch grocery that people had bought. But not Yuma. He was one of the rare people living on the street who had a good heart. The boy didn't steal from people no matter how hungry he was.

Of course it didn't take away the fact that he was very, very hungry.

Yuma groaned when he heard his stomach growling again.

"Stop it, please!"

Yuma suddenly heard the sound of a young child crying. He turned his head to see a boy around his age with long purple hair tied in a ponytail and blue eyes standing before a little girl around the 9 years with short blond hair.

She was crying as she was trying to reach something that the boy held above her head.

Yuma looked better and saw that the thing the boy was holding was some kind of round old medallion.

"Please, give it back. It's the only thing I have from my mommy." The girl cried while jumping up and down, desperately trying to reach it.

The boy grinned evilly. "I don't think so pipsqueak, this medallion will give me a couple nice golden coins."

The girl stopped her intentions to get het medallion back and cried bitter tears.

Yuma felt his blood boiling from angry, seeing the girl being picked by this guy bigger than her. Worst was that he also knew the guy.

Lexar. He was some guy who really liked to pick on people who were smaller than him. He once picked on Yuma, but Yuma had showed immediately that he wasn't a pushover. He had left Lexar with a black eye one day. And Lexar who didn't want to lose his face has told around that he had fought with a big guy who was twice his size. Better then to tell that he had it from a boy who was a couple inches shorter than him.

"Hey, Lexar!"

Lexar and the girl looked up when Yuma yelled.

When Lexar saw Yuma his grin disappeared. "What do you want Tsukumo?" Lexar sneered.

"Didn't you hear what she said? That medallion is the only thing she has that reminds her from her mother. Give it back to her!" Yuma said angry.

"Or else what?" Lexar mocked.

"Or else I will give you more than a black eye." Yuma threated.

Lexar snickered. "Please that was 5 years ago. I bet you can't do it again."

Yuma glared at the mocking face from Lexar for a minute before connecting his fist into Lexar's stomach. The said boy gasped for air, his arms around his stomach dropping the medallion on the ground.

"Oh, I can do it again alright." Yuma said. Slowly he walked to where the medallion laid. He picked up it as he glared to Lexar. "I kick ass from cowards like you. You act all though until someone stands against you."

Lexar just growled to Yuma, who had gently took the girl's hands and walked away from Lexar. When they were standing in a couple streets further, far away from Lexar, Yuma handed her the medallion.

"Here you go. I hope there is nothing wrong with it." Yuma said.

The girl looked at her medallion before returning a smile at Yuma. "Nope, it still looks the same. Thanks." The girl said happy. "Is there something I could do for you?"

Yuma laughed. "No, thanks. I'm just glad that you…." a growling sound interrupted Yuma.

The girl looked at Yuma before laughing. "Hungry?"

Yuma grinned sheepishly.

"Well at least let me give you something to eat. This way we are even." The girl said.

Yuma wanted to turn down the proposal just out of politeness. But his stomach was practical begging for food that Yuma couldn't resist the change to finally get some real food. He nodded thankfully before he started followed the girl to her home.

The sun started to get down when Yuma waved his goodbye to the girl and her father.

"Thank you. That was the best meal I ever eat." Yuma said.

The father of the girl smiled. "You are very welcome Yuma. You protected my little Sandy against that thief. It's the last thing we could do to repay you."

The girl waved with her both her arms. "Bye Yuma! I hope we will see each other again." Sandy shouted happy.

"Me too Sandy! Bye." Yuma yelled back while walking down the street.

He kept on waving until they were completely out of sight. Yuma sighed in content as he felt his full filled stomach. He got to admit that Sandy's father was a good cook. He also enjoy the play time he had with Sally. He admitted to Sally that her house looked much better than his house.

Of course if you call a home build from blankets, roof plates and a couple dirty cushions. It maybe wasn't sturdy, but it was concealed at one of the high buildings in the city. So nobody could ever steal his belongings. He had a roof, a dry place to sleep and the heat coming from the building kept him warm even during the harsh winters.

Yuma couldn't really complain the only thing that did bug him was the loneness. He sometime longed for a friend, a companion or even better: a soul mate. Every night he wished for someone to love him. To drag away the emptiness in his heart.

Yuma was so deep in his though of finding someone, he didn't watched where he was going. He bumped into someone.

"Oh, sorry I wasn't looking where I was…" Yuma's voice died in his through when he saw the person he walked into.

"Hello, Yuma Tsukumo." The man said coldly. It was a tall man with short black hair. He had one scar went over his blind eye while his other red eye was staring at Yuma. He had broad shoulders and arms. He could easily break Yuma's ribs and not even drop a sweat.

Yuma swallowed hard. "H-hey Drake." Yuma stuttered nervously. "How are you doing?"

"My day? I earned a lot of cash today thanks to my very well going business. Actually my day went very well." Drake said.

"That's g-good to hear." Yuma said.

"That was until Lexar came and told me a story that really changed my mood." Drake said while he smile turned into a frown.

Yuma's tanned face turned white when he heard that Drake knew what happened with Lexar.

The thing is: Lexar was the younger brother of Drake. Now Lexar wasn't much of threat. But his brother Drake was a whole other story.

Drake was known of one of the toughest, most brutalized and most terrifying bad guys of the street. Everyone who lives on the street was smart enough to stay out of the way of Drake and his gang.

Yuma had heard that Drake was involved in some criminal activity like drugs, weapons and even murder. He once had seen a guy beaten to a pulp by his followers for even trying to take their spot. Yuma remember how scared and shaking he was while hiding behind a trash can. The guys didn't stop even when the man was bleeding heavily.

Of course Lexar wasn't anywhere close to being as Drake, but he was his brother and Drake never allowed any bad talk about his family.

And that put Yuma in a very tough situation.

"Listen Drake. Lexar was stealing something that meant a great deal to a girl. The only thing she had from her mother. I just couldn't-argh!" Yuma couldn't finish his explanation as Drake's thick fingers closed around his small throat and lifted him so Yuma was eye to eye with Drake.

"I don't care what the reason was you little pest. The only thing I care is how you made a fool out of my brother. So now I and my pals are going to teach you a lesson."

Yuma saw from the corners of his eyes that two more broad guys getting closer to them.

"Is that the guy about which your brother was talking about? Hump, it's just a kid. You need to toughen up that brother of yours Drake." On guy mocked.

"I am going to do that after we teach this brat a lesson to return to the gutter and stay there." Drake said angry to the mocking guy.

Yuma's heart beat rapidly. There was no chance that Drake was going to let him go with just a couple scratches. He needed to get away. So he did the only thing that first came to his mind.

"AAARRRGH!" Drake roared as Yuma's teeth sunk into Drake hand, biting down as hard he could.

Drake released Yuma, trying to get the boy from his hand.

Yuma use this opportunity of confusion to sprint away from Drake and his two friends. He heard one of the guys asking if Drake was okay.

Drake growled. "Don't stand there like a bunch of rocks! Get that brad! I am going to make sure I wished he was never born!"

When Yuma heard Drake's threat, he began the run to faster. He had to find a safe place and fast.

/If I just could make it to the market place I would be safe from them. The market is always crowed and Drake will never beat me if there are too many witnesses./ Yuma though.

The teenager boy kept on running and running. He even didn't stop when he felt his muscles in his legs screaming of pain. If he stopped now it will cost him dearly. He heard the three men their footsteps right behind them, he even didn't dare to look back to see how close they were.

When he saw the light from the market lamps he felt a glimpse hope rising within him.

/Come on! Just a little closer!/ Yuma yelled in his head.

Just 500 foot away from safety.

350 foot. Almost.

200 foot. He is going to make it.

150 foot. In all his life he wasn't so glad to see the light of the market.

100 foot.

20 foot….He was just 20 foot away from safety. 20 foot and he were safe from Drake and his goons.

Instead he felt himself dragged back into the darkness of the street, pulled by the collar of his sloppy shirt.

Drake slammed as he pinned the boy hard against the wall of the street. Yuma winced in pain while seeing stars flying before his eyes.

When Yuma's head stopped whirling the boy looked straight into Drake's blazing eyes. The guy held Yuma a couple inches of the ground so his feet were dangling in the air. Yuma started to open his mouth to scream for help.

Unfortunately Drake saw it, so he slammed his fist into Yuma's stomach knocking the air out of him.

"Oh no you will not scream for help you little brat. Not before you learned a lesson."

Drake threw Yuma harshly on the while the other two surrounded him. Yuma swallowed. He saw no way to escape. The only thing he could do was hoping for someone would see him or even hear him.

"Here is lesson one: never mess with my brother."

Yuma screamed as Drake kicked him hard in his side. One of the guys reacted fast by punching Yuma in the face. After several punches later the third join the beating. Yuma tried his best to shield him from it but with no success. Drake continued to kick Yuma in the stomach and chest. At one moment Drake kicked so hard that Yuma felt on of his rib snap.

Yuma felt the taste of blood in his mouth as it run from his bleeding nose.

/Please. Someone, just anyone. Please help me./ Yuma cried in his head.

But no one came, no one notice that a young teenager boy got beating brutally. It just continued. Yuma had no sense of time; it felt to him like the beating went on for hours.

Suddenly the fists stopped coming. Was it over? Did they start to get bored of beating Yuma?

"Now for lesson two: anyone that mess with me….pay the highest price."

Yuma screamed his already hoarse voice as he felt a stabbing pain in his side.

Carefully he turned his head. He saw that Drake stabbed his famous cobra knife into his side. Yuma was already bleeding from his nose but the blood from the knife streamed like river from his wound. Quickly Yuma lay in a pole of his own blood.

Yuma saw of everything spinning and started to get blurry.

"It won't be long before you are dead. Just another homeless boy died on the street. Alone. Nobody who cares."

Drake's statement brought tears to Yuma's eyes.

/It's true. I am all alone. No family. No friends. I even didn't felt the emotion of love. But who will love a useless person like me? Guess I will never find out./

"Hey, what are you three doing their!"

Yuma saw the three men looking up in surprise before gasping in shock. He heard Drake saying something. But from the blood lose Yuma also started to lose his hearing. Drake's scream sounded like a muffle scream. It was like someone was covering Yuma's ears. Drake pulled his knife out before they run away.

Yuma remained lying on the floor as a flash of pink, brown, and dark blue ran him by. What was that?

He then felt something pushing on his wound trying to stop the bleeding.

/Is someone helping me?/

Yuma tried his best to stay awake to see the face of his savior. But unfortunately he was losing the battle. A pair of arms lifted him from the pool of blood. Yuma was able to notice a pair of mismatched eyes of white and gold before his he eyes rolled back in his head and was greeted by the world of darkness.

Dairey: Well...What do you guys think? Good start?

Syns: Please leave a review behind. If you want to give idea for the story in the future leave it in the review.

Dairey: Don't worry I will not be offended if you do. Hey maybe you gave me a better idea for the story then the one I have.

Syns: see you next time

Next chapter: Yuma discover who rescued him (of course you guys know who :p)