Hello everyone! I hope you're having an amazing day. So first things first, this doc is a three chapter Fic that I wrote randomly so im sorry if it's a little weird. Having said that, I have already completed writing it and all I need to do is edit it and post it. But I'm a little busy with my studies so it might take a few days to update , a week at most to complete this story. Thank you so much for reading this story! Don't forget to review! Now then, let's begin!

Legend boasts of tales of fairies and dragons,of evil wizards and wise mages,of monsters and valient knights. But one story,that even though rarely mentioned, goes down in history as one of the most beautiful,laced with hurdles and patience. A beautiful love story shining among all others.

The story of the princess and her thief.

The first time he met her was when he was 6 years of age. It wasn't really the ideal condition.

He was,in all respects a disciple of his father,who was a magician,a performer that entertained anyone that liked to watch. They had been travelling for a long time and reached a kingdom,where they decided to take shelter for the time being. Most of the villagers loved and respected the two,father and son,and so,they had a respectable place to live in,while also earning enough to keep their bellies full.

But what most people did not know though,was that by nightfall, they turned into a pair of thieves,unimaginably smart and capable. And tonight, after a lot of planning,the father and son were about to break into the kingdom's castle.

The boy had seen the castle from afar,gaping at the size and imagining the people in it. He had heard stories of beautiful princesses that ordered maids to do their bidding and being rather poor,he felt as though the princesses in stories were terribly spoilt,no matter how beautiful. Or maybe it was out of jealousy? He didn't know. After all,what happiness could a prince or a princess lack when everything was served to them on a silver platter?

But fate had something else in store for the little boy,who was soon to see a side of life he couldn't believe .

They infiltrated the castle that night,their standard masquerade masks (note: masquerade masks are masks that simple cover your eyes and nose,the rest of your face is still are generally extremely fancy.) and hooded coats in place. But unfortunate events unfolded as someone got air of their intrusion and instantly decided to gather all the guards to catch the pair. Due to a forked path,the father and son got separated in the huge castle, their minds not able to remember the path they came by.

So,the boy wasn't surprised,when he stumbled into a dark room,his eyes darting in all directions to check for possible ways out. But before he could locate one,he noticed a pair of eyes in the corner of the room,staring at him."Who are you?" Came a little feminine voice,so soft that he could barely hear it. She sounded so sad,it was almost painful for him to hear.

She was hidden in the shadows,so he could not see her,but something about her made him awfully unhappy. Before he could answer however,the door opened behind him and he was lifted off his feet by a castle guard. He struggled to break free,barely able to breathe. "Put him down this instant! Can't you see you're hurting him?" Said the girl,now coming out of the shadows. The boy stopped struggling for a moment,when he laid his eyes upon her.

Hair that cascaded down her shoulders and eyes bluer that his own,the boy had never seen such beauty. She wore a simple peach night gown that fell past her feet. "I said put him down!" She ordered once more,looking at the guard with determination.

"Be quiet!" A loud voice announced from behind him.

The castle guard immediatly moved aside,letting the man now enter the room. "What is all this ruckus about? Did you try to leave your room again?" He stared angrily at the little girl,who looked at the ground,all her previous determination vanishing. "No,Lord Father." She said,her voice back to what he had heard earlier."Your Highness,forgive me for all the noise at this hour. We found a pair of thieves in the castle. An older man that escaped," he said. The little boy released a sigh of relief.

At least father had managed.

"And this little boy." The King's eyes now fell on him and the boy shivered under the cold gaze. "Moreover,you had the audacity to enter a princesses' room at this hour of the night?" Said the king."Princess?" Whispered the boy,looking at the girl. "But Lord Father,I'm sure he didn't know these were my chambers. This castle is humungous!"

At that moment,when the boy looked up,he noticed the look that passed in between the king and the princess. After that,she simply looked at the ground,her gaze fixed at the floor.

"Take this boy to the dungeons. I will give the verdict for his sins." Said the king,as the guard bowed and prepared to leave. The boy looked one last time at the girl,who looked up at him in the same instant. They're eyes met and a silent conversation passed between the two.

'I tried', her eyes had said to him.

'Thank you.', he let his say to her.

As the boy was being taken away, he heard,behind the closed door,the King say to his daughter. "You are never to go near that boy again. Do you understand? He is a thief and he came to steal something from this caslte. From your house. He is evil." "Yes, Lord Father." She had said as he was being taken down a winding path,probably 10 ft below the surface.

He had always hated closed spaces. He was a free bird,flying in the air,never resting in one place for more than a few months. And now he was shut in a tiny 10×10 cage. He sighed as he put his head on the cold hard floor,thinking of the princess he had seen. He had wanted to see her again,something in his heart told him so. She wasn't what he had imagined,she didn't look snobbish in the least. And her eyes. Oh,her eyes! He had seen so much grief in them. What caused her such pain? He rolled over,needing to catch some sleep.

The following day was uneventful. He was taken into the court room and was sentenced to 5 years imprisonment, no mercy for a mere child. He neither said anything,nor did he apologize. He was once again,locked in his cellar and no effort was made to let him out. He sighed thinking about his father. Was he safe? Did he get out unharmed? Even though it was only noon,he found himself drifting off to sleep yet again.

He was woken up hours later, when he felt something poking his side. He turned around,only to see a pair of blue eyes peering at him through the bars of the cell. The same eyes he had seen that day. He was about to scream,when she raised a finger to her lips. "Shhh.." She whispered,pointing at the torch lights outside. The guards were still out there,yet this girl had somehow managed to escape them. He remained quiet as she sighed. "I'm sorry. Lord Father is a little strict,but he isn't a bad person,I swear! " she had said,almost scared that he would burst out in anger. He had simply nodded.

"What are you doing here?" He said,looking away from her. "Weren't you told to stay away from me?" "

"I have also been told to never leave my room. Yet,here I am." She said,her voice a soft whisper. He couldn't understand why she would risk being yelled at just to meet him.

"Why are you wearing a mask?" She asked.

"To hide my face." He answered simply,not making any attempt to start a conversation. They sat in silence,in the darkness,since any attempt to light up the room would catch the attention of the guards.

"Are you a thief?" She asked,curiosity getting the better of her. He scoffed at her question. "I'm an entertainer." He had said. "An entertainer? What kind?" She asked,leaning forward,showing her interest. He looked at her for a second and then looked away. "A magician." He said,proudly raising his head. He expected her to laugh,to mock him like the children he met elsewhere did. But she gasped,raising her hands to her mouth. "Really?!" She squealed,excited beyond imagination. He was surprised at her response,but nonetheless,kept his behavior in check,like his father had always told him to do. Poker face, he had called it.

He didn't reply,just shrugged,cracking one eye open to look at her. He saw her shaking in excitement. "I'm Aoko. What's your name?" She said,stretching her hand forward. He chose to ignore it,intending to send the message that her presence was an annoyance. He faced the other way and said,"Call me Kaitou." "Is that your name?" She asked."No." He had said. She tilted her head to the left and raised her brows in question. He sighed,there really was no escape from her. "It's what you call a phantom thief."

"But you just said you aren't a thief!"

"You ask too many questions."

"You don't give straight answers!"

"Are you stupid?"

"Huh?!"

He sighed,standing up from where he was sitting and headed to the other corner of the room to show his frustration.

"I-I'm sorry." Came her voice,the same sadness taking over. "Actually,I've never had the chance to meet someone my age that doesn't treat me like royalty." Now he felt really guilty."But you're still a kid! How can you be a thief?" She said,thinking deeply. Something suddenly clicked. "Oh,I know! I'll call you 'Kaitou KID'!"she exclaimed. He thought to himself. That didn't sound too bad. In fact it was a really good alias for him,but he didn't comment. After five minutes of sulking,he finally got up and came to sit near where she was.

There was a short moment of silence.Bliss,he thought,before she interrupted once again."Umm..." She started,fiddling with the hem of her dress."What?" He asked."C-can you tell me what the outside world is like?"

"The outside world?" He raised his eyebrows in question.

"Yes. The world outside the walls of this castle. What does it look like? Are there really giant puddles of water? Or big mountains one after the other? What about people living in small huts? Does it really exist?" She asked,not even stopping to breathe. He turned to look at her completely for the first time,his eyes as wide as the Sun. "You-" he started,stoping only to inhale sharply.

"You've never been outside?"

She looked at her feet, embarrassed and replied,"Father says it's unnecessary."

"And you're okay with that?"

"I don't have a choice."He kept staring at her,unable to take his eyes off this poor child who was a prisoner in her own castle."Are there?" She asked. He couldn't answer,just kept gaping at her,trying to formulate a reply."Y-yes. There are..Oceans and seas and lakes and rivers and streams." He replied,when his brain began functioning again. "Really? Have you played in its waters?" She asked. "I've only ever bathed in our castle's great bath. "

"Yes,I have. A lot,actually. I'm a wanderer. I travel from place to place with my father. I've come here from very far away." He said,now paying attention to the conversation."Do you want me to tell you stories about the world outside these walls?"

"Yes please!"

The boy found a great friend in the girl called Aoko. Somehow when he told her stories,the sad look in her eyes would completely vanish and that made him feel somewhat relieved.

One day,however,unlike other days,she was late. He waited and waited for her,but she was nowhere to be seen. After waiting for a few hours,he turned around,intending to go to sleep. Just as he rolled over,he heard her footsteps. They halted near his cellar and he knew it was her. He felt her tiny fingers poking him and acted as though he was asleep,just to mess with her.

That was until he heard light sobs coming from her direction.

He spun around,his eyes settling on the crying girl before him. "Why are you crying? " he asked,only to hear her sniff. "I'm here to help you escape." She said softly,almost as though she didn't want to be heard by him. "Help me? How?" He asked,intrigued by her. She shook a bunch of keys in front of her face,a weak smile finding it's place. "You stole them?" She signalled a 'no' and smiled at him through her tears. "I borrowed them." He had taught her that. She went to unlock the door when his hand darted out,reaching for hers. He put his hand over hers and pulled it away from the lock.

"I don't need any help. If I wanted to leave,I'd leave this instant. I'm here because I want to be." He said without thinking. She looked surprised. "But how? How can you escape a prison cell without the keys?"

"I told you,didn't I? I'm a magician."

"Then why? Why are you still here?"

The boy was stunned into silence. Why was he still here? Didn't he want to go back? Back to his dad who was probably worried sick? Then what kept him bound to this 10×10 stuffy and dirty prison cell? He didn't need an answer to that.

"Change of environment." He replied,hoping she would accept it without question. She simply wiped her tears away and smiled. "Now go return those keys. I'll leave here in four days. Sharp at dawn." He said. She turned around to leave.

That night,while trying to sleep,the boy saw the crying face of the girl again and again. Would him leaving make her so upset? But he had to leave. He had no business staying in a jail cell.

By the time the third day rolled in,the little girl was grabbing any opportunity she found to sneak out and meet the boy. He saw her almost every two to three hours and was surprised everytime. She didn't ask him once about his plan to leave,just asked him for stories that he gladly gave her.

Even at night,which was probably the last time she'd see him,she didn't ask him anything. He felt a lump in his throat as she got up to leave. She looked at him for one lingering moment and their eyes met. He saw her give him a weak smile,a tear slipping down her eye. No words of farewell were said. When she turned around to leave,his hand reached out from the bars of the cell to catch her hand,but she didn't realise and ran out of the dungeon. He had never felt so horrible before in his entire life.

Time to leave,he told himself,using the tricks he'd learnt to escape. They're dumber than I assumed,he thought while hiding in the shadows,ready to run out. But something made him want to go up to that room. Something wanted him to see her one last time. But would she be awake at this hour? It was only 4 hours past midnight,was it possible she was awake?

He slowly went up the stairs,making sure he didn't make a sound. He walked along the corridor,walking up to the big door and stopped. He inhaled and pushed the door open as softly as he could. He looked into the room,noticing her figure sitting upright on the bed. "Are you leaving?" She asked,the same sadness in her voice. He didn't say anything and she didn't expect a reply. She stood up and walked up to him,tears at the corners of her eyes.

"W-will you ever come back?" She asked.

He looked away. He couldn't bear to look in those eyes."I don't know.. " he had replied. She simply nodded and turned away from him.

"Would," he prepared to ask a question that would probably end up costing him his life.

"Would you be happy if I came back?"

She spun around to face him,her eyes lit up and she nodded furiously. That glow in her eyes,he wanted to see them again. So he prepared to say his next line.

"I can't promise you. I don't even know how many years it might take me,but if it makes you happy,I'll try."

She jumped in joy,unable to contain her happiness. She threw herself at him,hands wound around his neck. He stood there in silence,not making a movement. She released him after a few minutes,smiling ear to ear. "See you again,princess." He whispered in her ear and raising his hand,produced a blue rose,one that she had never seen in her life. She gasped and took it in her hands. Never in her life had she been happier. Just like that,with one last smile,he disappeared.

And here is where it began.

The story of the princess and her thief.

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