If anyone in his clan saw how he dropped the kite, watched it float off and blunder trying to catch it before missing in and ultimately falling on his ass like the proud Ito warrior he was trained to be they laugh and never follow him onto the battlefield ever. Instead of earning the name Ito Hisashi the Silver Fox he would be Ito Hisashi the Squatter because he he stood he would fall on his ass. THAT could not happen.  He sprung to his feet as if his butt had not touched the ground but truth be told, he had no ideal what was happening. All he knew was one moment he was purchasing a kite for Yui, his sister, and then he was being sideline but a clumsy thief. No, it had to be a ploy. Perhaps this was why he was never allowed to leave without his bodyguards.  How could he be so careless?<br/><br/>Hisashi's hands quickly found his money pouch. No normal person could have seen how fast his hands moved. His speed was almost inhuman; it was his secret skill and that had earned him the nickname silver fox.  He could move so fast that no one could ever strike him with arrows. He was happy that his money was safe from her sticky fingers. But come to think of it, she hadn't been aiming for his wealth. Maybe she wanted to kill him. He had been too soft! He was still chiding himself privately as he rose to his feet with the stranger hanging on his arm. He wasn't going to let the assassin get away easily.<br/><br/>He might have struck her if he didn't hear the words that she said. Before he looked down at her he looked up to see what she was referring to. he wasn't going to stand for the injustice that was taking place despite the faint thought that crossed his mind that she might have stolen from them. He was operating on the sole factor that men should not be chasing a woman in broad daylight. his thoughts shifted from concerns about himself to concerns about her. That's when he laid eyes on her.<br/><br/>He'd always been the type to laugh at his friends whenever they said they met the most beautiful woman in the world. Beauty, to a certain extent was a trick that women played on the minds of men. Sure, there were some women who were beautiful and could make a man stare at her but to Hisashi there was no woman alive that could be so beautiful she was otherworldly. Goddesses were aloof from humans because humans weren't worth their attention and adoration. However, the moment his brown eyes made contact with her green ones. What was once a clear sunny day became bright, brighter than anything he had ever experience. It was as if she was an extension of the sun itself and her eyes were made from pure emeralds that just materialized before him. He quickly helped her onto her feet and instinctively moved her behind hi.<br/><br/>"I'm sorry, my love." He went quiet momentarily.  He said the words so calmly and they felt so natural even though he had no clue who she was. "I am here. I won't let them harm you."  And he meant it. Whether or not they knew one another, he would not let the men in the crowd get near her. He took his stance, moving her even more behind him.