chapter 1

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Helllooo so as you can asume this is a beauty and the beast AU I got the inspiration from Kiribaku_is_OTP_baka so thank you and I hope you enjoy

Its was always nice in the mornings small blue birds sat outside the widow singing lulabys almost lulling all to hear into a continuous dream filled slumber.

The small leaves of kirishimas tulip, that sat on his windowsill, swayed in the small brease. A single petel geting caught and landing upon eijiro kirishimas nose.

It was a beautiful way to wake up, being caressed by his favourite flower, a soft delicate plant resting upon his face. His large caloused hands picked the petal up gazing along, admireimg the sunsets glow withing its pigment. It was his favourite he could stare at the single plant for hours without getting tired or bored of its presence, but all good things must come to an end.

He set the pettal on his night stand and streched up, ridding his muscles of the strenuous ache. After a exsaturatedly large yawn he reached down moving the duvet off his legs and swinnging them off the small mattress.

A tiny shiver gave him enough sense to start his day. He grabbed his basket and left the small cottage that sat just outside the little town. It was such a quite village every day like the one before.

He walked down the dirt path admiring the foliage as he came to the village. So insignificant to the rest of the world and all these little people wake up to say...

"bonjour"

"bonjour"

"bonjour"

"bonjour"

"bonjour"

"bonjour!!!"

The song of greetings did bring a smile to his face and he replyed in kind as the Baker waked by with 5 baguettes same tray like always. He always got small looks as he walked through the plaza, which didnt bother him, the occasional comment on his wildy unnatural hair or muscular starture.

He recognised that he was conventionly attractive with his large broard shoulders and muscular arms, but said he was not built for battle, he opoised violence in a whole. However built for himself and it did help when fetching hay for his family horse.

He carried his hefy load of laundry to the local fountain greating the girls there. Another reason for looks while his mother was healthy he insisted on doing the chores. This 6'2 man beside women around a foot below him was wrong. In others mind that is. But never his.

When he eventually had to get a wife and have kids, who was he to lay back and watch them do all the work. So unmanly.

So he's here ringing out his clothes into the fountain and back into the basket to put on the washing line later.

"Monama are you sure this is a good idea? Isn't he rather odd"

"Maybe but he's the strongest in the village and don't I deserve the best?"

Tetsu smiled at the captin of his squadron

"oh absolutely sir"

With heavy steps of his large boots he strode over towards the read head eyes set and mind confident. Set on one goal. Rectuting kirishima eijiro to his squad in the army.

Monama was praised highly in the village. Ladies swooned. And so did the men. To be a part of the Monama ranks was seen as a blessing. To most. Kirishima however despised it. He mouth curled in a frown at the thought of hurting someone. It was repulsive.

Monama knew this but,.... He deserved the best

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