BoYa: Your Touch

Chapter One

They had met under the quiet moonlight.

The fragile small princess had successfully sneaked out from the grand ball the late king and queen ordered. Without her personal bodyguard, she had once again greeted the chorus of the crickets around their dim garden.

Hearing the distant noise and orchestra, she walked deeper into the garden where she saw the familiar cherry blossoms her kingdom was known to be famed of. She sighed sadly, eyes looking up at the lonely full moon.

She might have left the noisy grand ballroom, but her head kept on reverberating those sad and frustrated memories a while ago before the party had started.

Nobody can see her here, that is what she kept on believing. She started to weep, a small voice came out from her quivering mouth.

"She's not gonna last long, Your Highness. I'm afraid her disease is taking a toll on her skin." She remembered the sad announcement of their family doctor.

"I will not accept that excuse! You are the family doctor, selected to serve us with all your knowledge and might! Don't you ever give me that damn excuse! My daughter will not die!"

She was crying more, head close to the soft grasses, clutching on her chest.

She remembered her raven haired younger brother, red eyes although cold, gave a sorrowful look at her.

She remembered her personal bodyguard. Her best friend since diaper days approaching her for a comforting hug. Her usual cheerful grin had turned into a rare sad one.

She remembered her parents, how much they love her and her brother so much. How they always have been so supportive and loving.

She is the crown princess. The one next for the throne. Everyone looks up into her. That's right, a mere disease won't make her stop being one!

She had to rise herself from crying! She have a pride as a princess on not to be afraid of anything, including death.

She sniffles and gave her self a chuckle, "That's right! I am princess Yaya! I will be strong princess until my very last breath!" She stood up, fired up at her self motivation.

The breeze may seem to agree with her for it pushed her weak figure. With now swollen eyes, she whispered, "Until my very last breath,"

Someone came not too far away from her, brown eyes curious at her sudden outburst, "Uhm, pardon?"

Heaving a surprised breathe, she backed away from where the voice was, "W-Who are you?! What are you doing here?!" She had never been with a stranger before and she started regretting why she sneaked out, away from Ying, her personal bodyguard.

Blinking innocently, he gave her a friendly smile, messy brown hair played by the strong breeze, "Oh, allow me to introduce myself, Your Highness. I am Boboiboy, the new Royal family's doctor who will look after you."

Inside the noisy ballroom, blue eyes are frantically searching for her princess. She can't believe that she had lost sight of the petite princess! Walking past heavy make up and colorful dresses and suits, she strode her short legs quickly in stealth.

Seeing the wide exit, she was stopped by someone at the shadows. "And where do you think you're going, guard dog?"

Sensing the familiar deep voice, she politely but firmly swatted his Royal hand away from her wrist, "Nice evening we have, Royal-Pain-the-Butt."

Red eyes shimmered at her blue ones, "Aww. Is that a nice way to show respect on your Prince, Ying?" He went closer to her and gave her a quick kiss on her gloved hand.

With a disgusted look, she hissed, "I know my boundaries, Spikehead. Now let go before I will cut that filthy mouth of yours."

"Hm." He cackled, "Stop finding her. She'll be dead soon anyway, what's the poi---"

An inaudible smack landed on his soft left cheek. Despite her red cheeks and blue eyes exploding with deep anger, he saw her mouth stuttering and quavering, "I don't care how much you hate your sister but please," her voice crack. "Show at least a trace of respect on her because she is the Crown Princess fighting her best to survive!"

He gave her a forced chuckle, "Tch! You think you can get away slapping a prince?"

"I am even not afraid of an arrogant and childish prince like you. You don't deserve to be called as the prince of this kingdom!" She boldly bumped on his side, not even caring if he was way taller than her.

He watched her leaving, head held up high as she left him hastily, looking for her master. This made him chuckle. He never thought that he would have a thing for a feisty Royal guard dog.

The clouds, which have been blocking the moonlight, had moved and lit up the garden and the two figures standing away from each other.

Instead of feeling hopeful, her dreadful feeling increased, "Oh..."

The man, who stood tall wearing a slightly filthy white suit gave her sorrowful look a question. He heard her muttering, "You shouldn't have come here." Although she may seem to be thankful about the new doctor, she can't get rid of her sadness from the past her.

The man may not know how deep is her sadness is, but as hopeful as the gentle moonlight, he said softly, "Her Highness is a strong woman. Please allow me to help you live until your last breath."

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Oh, what a short chapter.

*gets slapped*

I FORGOT THAT I MADE THIS A FEW MONTHS AGOOOOOOOOO.

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