Rae had lived in South Figaro all his life, so he knew the man he'd fallen head over heels for was a prince.

Okay, so that's jumping a little ahead. Sabin was HIS prince to be exact- younger brother to King Edgar of Figaro. Only he was kinda odd and didn't exactly take to the royal life. Instead he'd pursued martial arts.

Rae wondered if that gave him more of a chance, but he was dreaming anyhow. No one knew for sure that Prince Sabin was gay, and he wouldn't fall for some common village boy like him if he were.

This thing Rae had for his prince had started about a week ago when Sabin had arrived in South Figaro with some men from the castle.

The men had all been dressed in the uniform of King Edgar's army, but not Prince Sabin. He was sporting a purple tank top and tight combat pants.

Rae had wanted him immediately. What woman or gay man wouldn't? He was seriously ripped! However, Rae was soon to discover that the prince was also kind.

Sabin and his men were in South Figaro to help construct a new residence for the governor. The old one had been destroyed in the earthquake that shook South Figaro the day Kefka unbalanced the world.

Thanks to Sabin and his companions the world now had hope for a brighter future. It was well known that he and King Edgar had been among that great party who stopped Kefka once and for all.

Now the prince mostly spent his time doing goodwill acts and spreading cheer in all of Figaro's towns. Things King Edgar didn't have time to do, kinda like their current project.

A healthy young man of seventeen, Rae had been quick to volunteer to help with the new building. Rae loved his town, but be found himself wishing often that he could find someone to care for. All the other young people in South Figaro seemed to already be settled down. He wished it could be Prince Sabin, but he knew it couldn't.

That first day he'd met Sabin while grabbing some boards for the support beams. The prince just happened to be grabbing some boards as well.

"Well hello," Sabin had greeted with a light smile.

Rae remembered he might have blushed a little.

"H-hello... "

"What's your name bro?" the prince had asked casually.

"I'm Rae, your highness."

Sabin had actually chuckled a little at the formality.

"Please, call me Sabin."

Rae had actually managed to smile back.

"Well I gotta get back to work," Sabin told him. "See ya around."

"Bye Sabin!" Rae called.

It really had been love at first sight. It would never happen. Rae knew that. He wasn't bad looking. In fact, he was better looking than most in South Figaro with his slight tan and black hair, but he still had no chance.

Rae sighed and looked at the night sky one last time before closing and latching the window.

"You've been weird lately," his sister commented as she smoothed out her bed.

It was just he and his sister Tara. Their parents were gone.

"I'm fine," Rae replied, sitting on his bed.

"You're not," Tara argued. "You're in love!"

"You can tell?" he asked in slight embarrassment.

"Oh please! Going around like you're in a daydream and sighing all the time! Who's the guy?"

"You wouldn't believe me anyway," he argued.

"Why? Its not like its Prince Sabin!"

His silence betrayed him.

"Oh-my-gosh! It is, isn't it? You like Prince Sabin!"

"If I did it wouldn't matter. Princes don't go for commoners like me. Besides, we don't even know he's gay."

Tara snorted.

"Little bro, I think everyone knows our prince is gay except for you."

Rae lay down and faced away from her. How could she be so sure? He didn't like discussing it. He closed his eyes and tried to clear his mind. Soon sleep took him.