Okay…I am well aware I most likely don't have as huge a following on Brothers of light and dark as I once did but I plan to begin revamping this story about once a week if possible I want this to be the first story I finish here on fan fiction .net. So to the fans I still have if any decide to come back to this story I dedicate it to you.

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Chapter 2: Birthday blues

Out far beyond the wastelands where the creatures of the dark dwelt past the border that divided the world there was the realm of light. It was a place where the plant life and people thrived in a world of peace and harmony, many remained unaware of the true dangers that lay just beyond the borders but nobody would dare venture close to the border lest they be snatched away by the demons who roamed the darker world. On this day however the land rejoiced and all flocked to the brightly shining crystal hall home to their prince of light. Many believed him to be the one to vanquish the demonic creatures from the other side of the world. Some believed him to be the one who would one day purify all the demonic creatures and transform them into beings of light. But to those who knew him more closely he was something more…much more…

The grand palace of light was filled with guest from all around their region, garbed in the ceremonial robes. Today marked the 17th birthday of their prince and they all were anxious to see their future king, one more year before he could be given the title of the king of the realm of light. One year closer to the time of the divided world ending and the reign of peace began. But one individual was more anxious than most to see the prince as he flittered around from room to room looking for him. He was the prince's royal adviser, his soft grey eyes scanned nervously through the crowds of people finding no signs of his prince anywhere.

"Master Bastion, this is quite a party you put together", came the pleased remark of a nobleman as he passed through a room looking for the young prince.

"Yes, it certainly took a lot of time to plan it, so I gather you're enjoying yourself." Bastion inquired.

"Yes but I wanted to ask you, when will our king arrive I wish for him to share the first dance with my young daughter." The nobleman gestured to a young lady who curtsied elegantly and gave a respectful hello to Bastion.

Bastion grinned and half heartedly said "He's just making some last minute adjustments he'll be here soon." The girl smiled as Bastion walked away towards the crowded throne room.

The prince was quiet the talk of the hall but the trouble was that he never became close nor did he ever have a fondness for another. He had always been so absorbed in his studies of his white magic over the entire course of his life that love never seemed to cross his mind. This puzzled Bastion to no ends, there were countless girls in the kingdom who admired and adored him from afar and a few had even come forward and confessed their love to the prince but his response every time was a polite rejection of having no interest in love for the moment being. But what bugged him now was the fact that he wasn't there to ignore said admirers. He stood by the empty throne and sighed heavily. "Boy I would say you've had quite an evening already and the night's barely begun." Bastion looked up to see his good friend and head of the royal Knights General Hasselberry.

"Oh you have no idea, I can't find the prince…his lack of priority lately is inexcusable." Bastion said with another heavy sigh.

Hasselberry shook his head and gave a look that boasted he knew exactly what was going on and it made Bastion crazy whenever he could read the prince's emotions better than he could. "Can't say that I blame him, this time of year always seems to make him feel the old wound in his heart ache."

Bastion frowned, how could he have forgotten…this explained a few things…"Well then since you sympathize so much then why not go and console him. It's obvious that you're the man for the job." Bastion said trying to keep calm.

"This is your dilemma, my role is to keep the peace so I can't leave here for even a moment besides…" He smiled evilly here. "It's funny to see you try to reason with him."

Bastion growled and stormed off fuming as he went to the royal chambers about Hasselberry's cruel and ridiculous attitude towards his poor relationship with his prince. As he strode down the halls he couldn't help but to wonder if the prince was indeed feeling emotional pangs. It wasn't like him to be anything but upbeat and positive.

He reached the prince's chambers and taking a deep breath he knocked on the door till he heard a faint voice tell him to enter. Upon his entrance Bastion took notice of the room all the lights were off and only the retreating sun provided the only source of light. Standing at the balcony was the prince, a portrait of loneliness against the radiant rainbow of colors around him. "My prince…I" Bastion began when the prince held up his hand to silence him.

"Please Bastion, I don't want you to call me that call me by my real name when in confidence."

"Fair enough, Syrus" Bastion said gently addressing the prince with his given name. "Your birthday celebration has already gotten underway, everyone is waiting for you to come, so why don't you come. Your family and friends are all there waiting too."

The prince turned to look at his advisor, who looked into his shining silver eyes and could see he had been crying…the tear marks down his cheeks confirmed it. Syrus sighed heavily, his grey eyes glowed with a flash of light blue as he gazed deep into Bastion's soul. He found the rose red of relaxed happiness yet he also saw a sea foam color a mix of worry and curiosity "Bastion…you say all my family is there, but that's not the truth. One of them remains…lost to me."

Bastion's eyes looked away from the soft yet broken gaze of his prince, he couldn't bear to see his eyes broken and shattered fragments of silver. He cursed anyone who could so deeply wound such a gentle soul as his, though it was rare to see him as he was now in such a broken state of mind and heart. But the cause of it made Bastion even more enraged. "Syrus please don't say that, I beg of you this time for me…don't say his name in these peaceful walls." Bastion softly pleaded.

Syrus advanced closer to him whispering " Zane…my aniki…am I right?"

Bastion sighed and his eyes met with Syrus', his emotions had changed from pain to understanding and a small glimmer of joy reflected deep in his eyes. "My dear advisor you just can't understand…"

Syrus turned away from him and Bastion pleaded with him "Please help me to understand then, he is the sworn enemy you have had ever since the world divided. Yet you still hold tender emotions towards him even after he swore on his life to kill you with his own two hands? How can you so easily forgive him for wanting your death?"

Syrus laughed slightly to this and retorted "Why indeed my dear Bastion…I often times have asked myself the same question…"

He turned his attention back to the setting sun and he sweetly sang what sounded like a lullaby…it had no words but the passion the prince placed within it made Bastion feel a warmth rise within my own heart. He knew not where the melody had originated but the unbearable sweetness within almost made him cry joyfully for reasons he himself didn't understand. The song softly died from his lips and he softly admitted "Zane…he sang that song to every night when I was only a young tender age before the world divided…my mother told me on her deathbed of seeing the world's division. She saw two angels who rescued the world and rebuilt it in their names."

Bastion nodded, he understood full well this story it was how Syrus became the prince of the light. "Yes but that doesn't answer my question."

"True" Syrus said by his gaze met Bastions and he said "But I hold faith in my mother's belief that the world will be unified again. I guess what I am trying to say is that one day Zane will return for me…because I know inside he's still holds his old heart within all those veils of darkness."

Bastion's face remained in shock for a moment then relaxed into understanding he knew the feeling. He looked at his prince with a great fondness for his hope for the future of his people and his hope of regaining his family again. Even though things seemed hopeless with conditions growing worse and worse by the day he was amazed hope was still alive. "Well I will keep to your word on this and pray that it comes true."

Syrus smiled and he turned towards his room and said "Well, you return to the party I will be there shortly. I promise you that."

Bastion smiled and nodded and with a small bow left the room, Syrus' smile faded when he was alone once again. He went to his desk where a beautiful collar lay, a silver chain connected it to another collar. He clasped his collar round his neck and looked longingly at the other collar, he hadn't taken a soulstar into deep consideration…he was so determined to bring Zane back into the light that he had completely disregarded the idea. But looking at it now…he wished there was someone…anyone who could understand the pain he had to endure. 'I wish I could find just one special person…who isn't only interested in becoming queen…but someone who loves me for just being me…'

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The crowd falls silent as Bastion proclaims "I hereby announce the arrival of the prince of our kingdom Syrus Hikari Truesdale"

Syrus stepped forward his eyes shut calmly as he walked forward. He wore a pure white kimono adorned with light blue flower petals dancing up his side to rest at his shoulder. He bowed graciously and in a commanding voice exclaimed "Let the festivities continue!"

The night continued on with greatly renewed energy and happiness as many people presented their gifts to Syrus or offered their blessing to him. He after a while left to mingle with the people but he actually left to be alone. He sighed nobody really caught his interest, he had hoped that there was someone there who stood out from the rest. But he wasn't truly surprised in all of his 17 years he hadn't found someone special.

"Well…just another birthday I guess, I wanted a surprise at least. Something that I didn't expect…"

As those words left his lips it seemed his wish was granted because the moment the wish was made, an uproar was heard Syrus decided to see what the commotion was about. He managed to push through the crowd. What he saw before him makes his silver eyes light with curiosity and a hint of excitement. As his silver eyes locked with the most gorgeous set of chocolate brown eyes the young boy had ever seen in all his life.

So there you all have it the new modified chapter 2 I know it's not much different but from here on there will be a lot more surprises and plot changes so I hope you all enjoyed this chapter read and review ^_^.