Justin didn’t know what to do; he was desperate. He had just found out his love wasn’t returned. Immediately, he ran to his room, you’ll see what your beautiful princess can do, my charming Capitan, he said to himself as he took a knife and… …he cut his hair. While he was cutting his beautiful blond hair he kept on saying, now I charge you to call me princess any time. Once I finish let’s see if I still look like a princess. When Justin finished his work his hair was much shorter. It was cut in short layers and tapered to the shape of his head. It gave him a much more matured look. That’s definitely a masculine haircut he thought. He stared at himself in the mirror, fuck, I look hot. Justin saw the knife used to cut his hair; he picked it up and started to simulate combat movements. He had never fought in his life and found that he was clumsy and awkward. Now you’ll see what happens to people who try to put themselves against the Prince of the Sunshine Kingdom! Justin seemed possessed by a homicidal rage. He had never reacted in this manner before. He didn’t seem like the gentle prince any longer. He practiced all night long, thinking I’ll be strong, nobody will be able to defeat me. At sunrise he was tired and satisfied, and he was finally able to sleep. ***************************** Justin woke in the afternoon. He got dressed without any help and went downstairs. “Emmett, come I need to speak to you!” “Here I am, Your Highness… oh you cut your hair, you look fabulous.” “Thanks Em. Look I need to speak to the guard chief. Can you call him?” “Of course, Your Highness.” *** Five minutes later Brian Kinney entered The Big Room, where Justin was waiting for him. “Have you been to a hairstylist, Your Highness?” Brian asked when he saw Justin’s new haircut. “Actually, I cut my hair myself, Kinney. Do you like it?” “I do, Your Highness. Have you ever thought about becoming an hairstylist?” “Maybe in another life. Now I’d like to become a soldier.” “Do you care to explain?” “You see, Kinney, I’ll never forget what happened last night. I’m referring to the incident with Michael Novotny. If it wasn’t for you, he would have killed me.” “You Highness, it is my duty to protect you.” “I’m not thanking you. I’m asking you to be my teacher.” “I don’t understand.” “You’re going to teach me all your combat techniques. You’ll transform me into the best warrior I can be.” “Princess, if that’s a plan to make me fall for you it won’t work.” “Sorry to burst your bubble but this isn’t about you. It’s about not allowing bad people to touch me anymore,” Justin said sadly and Brian understood. It wasn’t about him using the prince. It was about Michael almost raping him. “I don’t know if that will work,” Brian said seriously. Justin had been a spoiled brat since the day he was born. He doubted the prince knew what was going to happen to him. “I suggest you make it work or I’ll find someone else. That means you won’t be needed anymore and I’ll have to get rid of you.” Justin wore a cold look on his face, his eyes were like ice and it almost made Brian afraid. What happened to the sweet boy he knew? “I guess I have no choice then,” Brian said, defeated. Justin then smiled, but it was nothing like his usual sunshine smile. It was a cruel smile, so unlike the sweet Justin he usually was. “If it’s okay with you I’d like to start right now.” “I live to follow your orders, Your Highness. However, I suggest you wear something more comfortable for your lessons.” “What do you suggest?” Justin asked seriously interested. “I remove my shirt and I wear protection.” “Fine.” With that Justin took off his clothes, wearing only his pants. “I’m ready for my first lesson.” Brian was surprised by Justin’s determination, but he also admired him. Fuck, he was hot with short hair and no shirt on. “What are you staring at?” Justin interrupted Brian’s thoughts. “Nothing… let’s start.” The lesson began and Brian had to admit Justin was really good. He was a fast learner and was a lot stronger than he looked. ********** As each passing day went by Justin became stronger. Brian could see the change in the boy’s body. Even if Justin was still slim, he was beginning to develop muscles in his arms and stomach. If at first Justin had a nice body, now it was irresistible; especially to Brian. There were many times the guard chief fought the urge to kiss the blond’s strawberry lips and milky white skin. He kept telling himself that he didn’t do repeats but for some reason with Justin it was different. The night they had sex he felt something he hadn’t felt for years; he felt alive. “Thanks for training me to become a fighter.” “What did you say?” Brian asked as Justin interrupted his thoughts. “I said, thanks for training me to become a fighter.” “Do you realize this is the first nice thing you said to me since you asked me to train you?” “I know. I haven’t been the nicest person lately.” “No, you haven’t. You freaked me out, you know?” “You? Really?” Justin asked, surprised. “Yeah. You acted like me.” “Oh. If I start to act like you again please tell me. I don’t want people to start thinking their prince is an asshole,” Justin said before leaving a stunned Brian.