Our Strange Duet (Yandere Modern Princes x Reader)

Chapter 19: An Old Friend

Ichiro had no success in trying to get (Y/n) out of her room. In fact, it seemed the more he tried to see what was wrong, it only ended in her becoming more distant. She had barred the door to her bathroom and room, proving it difficult for the bluenette to get in any contact with her. Even calling her new phone or texting her elicited no response from her. The amount of worry in the bluenette was drastically escalating every hour he didn't hear from her.

Kazuki was in shock over too many things that had happened. With the theory of Rei and (Y/n) that Ichiro had concocted and the younger girl speaking for the first time in their presence, he wasn't sure what to do about anything. He had taken the day off to cope with the newly revealed information. Well, he didn't go into the office building, but he was working nonstop on his computer, doing all the same exhausting work that was expected of him as usual. He didn't expect any slack from himself, and it only weighed on his guilt of everything that happened and was happening to the (h/c) haired girl. He was beside himself.

The male couldn't figure out what he could do in order to pry into the younger girl's mind. So the only logical conclusion he could come up with was that he needed to figure out her surroundings for the past few years and try to piece it together. Unfortunately, he didn't have the time for it, but he did have the resources for it. If money wasn't enough, he had connections to someone with the means to do it for him. The blonde picked up his phone and began to arrange a meeting.

In the meantime, Ichiro was collapsed on the floor in front of the younger girl's room, weeping uncontrollably. His emotions had gotten to him as was per usual, and he couldn't stop crying. The bluenette felt as if he had abandoned or insulted her, making her cry. He knew what it felt like to be trapped with nowhere to go, but he wanted her away from Rei. There was no telling what he would have done to her if she stayed.

The more he began to cry, the more tears poured out, and the more tears poured out, the more his heart broke. Not too long after he began, his heart began doing backflips, energy being expended at a vicious rate. Ichiro felt his vision getting blurry, and as he looked at the floor, the boards became waves, and he couldn't process anything. The male was shaking uncontrollably, crying out for help, but he knew Kazuki already left.

Still, overwhelming relief seeped into him as he felt warm arms around him. He gripped onto the fabric they were wearing and breathed in a scent. It was a fragrance he could only describe as paradise, and he couldn't help but breathe in as much as he could. He felt his hair being pet. It wasn't the same as it was with Kazuki. It was more gentle and hesitant, but kind nonetheless. He just wept slightly, desperately wanting the affection.

Of course, he knew it was (Y/n), her having been the only other person in the penthouse, but he found her in a new light. The moment he opened his eyes and wiped away his tears he took her features in differently. Her (h/c) locks were now soft and light, containing a comforting scent that eased his painfully beating heart. Her (e/c) pupils were gentle, telling him everything would be perfectly fine and that she would hold him in her loving arms as long as he wanted. He grabbed onto her soft hand and pressed it against his chest, against his heart to feel it slow, but it didn't slow. It only escalated.

"I want to talk," he whimpered, rolling over to hide his face in her stomach, "Can we talk? I'd like to talk. Please talk."

"What do you want to talk about?" the younger girl asked.

The bluenette felt his body shake from pleasure. The sound of her melodious voice rang through his head and made a soft and soothing song that eradicated any sign of hardship. He didn't feel any pain, the notes, and tune, and pitches sending him to paradise. Every single syllable she spoke was more beautiful than the last. It was like a hypnotizing trance from a siren, beautiful and luring, resembling a sea in its majestic beauty.