His Prince By Matrimony.

Chapter II-I Must Seem Crazy To You, Huh?

Hiroto Y. POV: 

I'm Hiro, And I Agreed To An Arranged Marriage Of All Things. You Probably Must Think My Parents Forced Me, Or I Did It Because Of Money Or A Deal. Yes, This Is True, But At The Same Time, No, That's A Lie. But, This Isn't Just The Story About My Arranged Marriage. Let's Start From The Beginning.

I Was Born On January 20th, Two Weeks Earlier Then I Was Meant To Be Born. I Had Four Older Brothers And One Big Sister, Daisuki, Sakura, Masaru, And The Twins, Ichiro And Yamato. When I Was About A Year Old, My Mom Had Another Kid, My Little Sister Taeko. After She Was Born, My Dad Left Us, And He Never Came Back. I Can't Remember Him At All, And Mom And My Siblings Don't Like To Talk About Him. He Supposedly Cheated On My Mother With Women In Strip Clubs Every Evening, Leaving Her Alone To Take Care Of My Siblings. My Mom Was A Child Bride, Having Daisuki At Only Sixteen. She Was Heartbroken That My Dad Left Her, But My Mother Never Goes Down Without A Fight, So She Stayed Strong Throughout It All. When I Was Around Eight Or Nine Years Old When Mom Met Him Again. Hayato Yamada. He Was Distinctly Related To My Dad, Pretty Sure They Were Cousins In Fact. Hayato Had Been The Best Man At My Parents Wedding. My Dad Had Gave My Mother Divorce Papers The Day He Left, And He Was Instructed To Pay Child Support Until He Suddenly Disappeared. I Always Thought He Left The US, Like Everybody Else. Hayato Asked My Mom Out For A Drink And They Ended Up Spending The Whole Evening Together, Falling Madly In Love. My Aunt Was Babysitting All Of Us, And All Of My Mom's Friends And Hayato's Thought About Calling The Police In Case They Were Missing Because Of How Long That One Date Lasted. Many More Followed As My Mom's Business, Flawless Cosmetics, Expanded And Soon Became The Dominant Make-up, Skincare And Hair Product Company Of The Market. She Was CEO Of A Huge Company Making Plenty Of Money To Feed Eight Mouths. Eventually, Hayato Proposed, And My Mother Immediately Accepted. Soon Enough, Chigusa Was Born. She Was Followed By Kaguya Five Years Later, When I Was Fourteen. Yeah, It Looks Like My Mom Hadn't Lost Her Habit Of Having Too Many Kids To 'Control'. Daisuki Is Only Ten Months Older Then Sakura, Both Of Them Being Two Years Older Then Masaru, Who Is In Turn A Year Older Then The Twins. That's My Mom I Guess. Luckily, After Kaguya, She Had No More, Which Was A Huge Relief. Out Of My Eight Siblings, I've Always Been The Invisible One. Daisuki, Rich And A Successful Scientist. Sakura, Ran Mom's Beauty Company With Her Successfully And Is Now Married To A Rich Man As A Housewife. Masaru, An Engineer And Total Braniac. Ichiro And Yamato, The Ones Who Make Everybody Else Laugh And Still Prosperous In Their Restaurant. Taeko. Where Do I Even Begin? She Was Cheer Captain, Prom Queen, The Most Popular Girl All Through School, The Person Everybody Loved Most And She Spoke English Way Better Then I Did At The Time. My Family Is From Japan, We Spent Every Summer Vacation There, And I Knew English, Everybody Else In My Family Spoke It With American Accents. We All Knew Japanese, But I Was The Only One Who Would Speak It Practically All The Time Until I Was Sixteen And Started Speaking In English With An American Accent, But I Was That One Middle Child Who Was Totally And Completely Invisible. No Matter What. I Was Even The Least Attractive Person In School While My Sister Was Top Of The List. She Was Able To Get With All The Boys I Liked. I'm Gay, She's Straight, I'm Ugly, She's Beautiful, I'm Stupid, She's So Clever I Swear. The Hardest Part Of Being A Teenager Was Coming Out To My Parents, As Expected. I Always Sort Of Knew Ever Since I Was A Kid, Women Romantically Had Never Appealed To Me And When I Got Somewhat Older I Realised. When I Was Twelve I Decided To Come Out To Who I Believed Would Be The Hardest Family Member To Come Out To. Masaru. The Serious, Braniac Brother. The Strict Type. The One Who Is Barely Any Fun. I Ran In His Room And Yelled, "MASARU, I LOVE YOU BIG BROTHER, BUT I'M GAY!". I Can Remember Quite Vividly After Opening My Eyes And Seeing My Big Brother Kissing A Guy. Six Feet Tall, Dark Skin, Curly Black Hair And Bright Hazel Eyes, And Very Handsome. My Jaw Must've Fallen To The Floor At The Sight Of It. This Stranger's Name Was Casper, He Was From Somewhere In The Middle East, And He Was My Brother's Secret Boyfriend. They Met At His High School, Where Casper Decided To Flirt With My Big Brother And It Worked Quite Well. They Were Only Sixteen At The Time, And Masaru Never Told Our Mother Until He Was Twenty. He Was Scared. He Had Reason To Be. I Then Realised How Interesting Masaru Could Be, And He Became My Favourite Sibling, Which Everybody Found Quite Surprising As We Were Polar Opposites, But He Was Easy To Talk To Unlike Everybody Else And He Helped Me With My Homework, Actually Making Me Get Quite Good Results In Maths And Science. It Was Really Just English I Struggled With. Writing Was Never My Strong Point. I Used To Have Many Arguments With My Mother As I Easily Lost My Temper, And She Infuriated Me. Usually, About Grades And Bad Behaviour And That Normal Stuff. But The One Thing That Agitated My Mother The Most: Unlike Everybody Else, I Didn't Know What I Wanted To Be When I Grew Up. Of Course. We Had A Huge Argument, So I Yelled That I Wanted To Work In The Military When I Was Thirteen, Slammed The Living Room Door And Locked Myself In My Room After Stomping Upstairs Furiously. My Mother Made Me Come Outside And Cried, Begging Me To Do Anything But That. But I Stayed Firm On My Choice, Yelled At Her And Locked Myself In My Room. I Escaped Through The Window, Even Though I Was On The Second Floor, I Used Some Rope I Found In My Closet And Climbed Down. I Ran Through My Street, Running All The Way To Town. I Had A Long Walk And Thought About A Lot Of Things. Eventually, When I Calmed Down, I Ran Home, Climbed In Through The Window, Threw My Pyjamas On And Went Downstairs To Raid Through The Fridge. I Ate A Handful, No, Way More Then A Handful Of Strawberries, Two Eclairs, A Tub Of Neapolitan Ice Cream, A Bar Of Chocolate, A Bite Of Peach, A Slice Of Melon, Half A Banana And Three Glasses Of Juice. It Was Ten At Night,  So Everybody Was Asleep Already. I Crept Back Upstairs And Into My Room, Crawled In The Sheets And Slept Soundlessly. I Became More Tolerable After Arguments From Then On, Staying Quiet, Invisible. I Was Always Ugly, That Never Changed...Up Until My Seventeenth Birthday. I Went To Stay In Vietnam With Some Distant Relatives Of My Mother, Staying For A Whole Year And Training, Actually Going On A Proper Diet And Becoming The Ideal Guy I Wanted To Be. I Got A Late Growth Spurt And I Grew To Be 6'2 And My Jawline Developed. By The Time I Came Back, My Eighteenth Birthday, I Was A Totally Different Person. My Black Hair Had Been Dyed With Pale Blonde, I Got A Bunch Of Tattoos, Pierced My Ears, Wore More Jewellery And Actually Put Effort In My Clothing Choices. My Mother Couldn't Recognise Me When I Came Knocking On The Door; I Can Remember It Even Clearer Then The Florida Sky. She Thought I Was A Stranger, Asked Who I Was, So I Replied With, "You Call Yourself My Mother Yet You Can't Recognise Your Own Son Mom?". She Shrieked With Surprise And Hugged Me Tight. My Family Was Surprised At My Change In Appearance. Taeko's Reaction Might Even Be Better Then My Mom's. She Ran Down The Stairs And Jumped In My Arms, Eager To See Me. I Have To Admit, I Hate Taeko At Times For Being Such A Perfectionist, But She's Too Nice To Permanently Hate. She Was The Only One Who Could Recognise Me. Taeko Always Tried Her Hardest To Set Me Up On Dates, I Denied, Never Meeting The Sort Of Ideal Boy Who Would Be Perfect For Me. I Inherited Flawless Cosmetics As My Nineteenth Birthday Present; I Knew It Was My Mother's Way Of Saying Sorry And To Make Me Not Join The Army. I Always Had A Knack For Business, As Business Was What Made The Yamadas Flourish, And I Flourished All Right. The Money Rolled In, I Moved Out Into A Luxury Condo And...I Was Single. And Lonely. Like I Always Was. My Mother's Business Partner Was The Infamous Dress Designer Finn Harper, Who Married The Marilyn Monroe Of Our Time, Kirianna Blair. Their Eldest Son Had Been Hidden From The Public For Many Years, And Nobody Knew His Name, What He Looked Like, Etc. My Mother And Him Were Brilliant Business People And Came Up With Great Products. My Mother Always Felt As If She Was In His Dept, And This 'Mystery Boy' Of His Eldest Son Was Going To Be In An Arranged Marriage, And He Was Looking For An Ideal Husband. My Mother, Also Feeling Sorry For How Invisible She Made Me, Decided To 'Offer' Me. Well, That's What I Think. Without My Consent. Your Must Be Hating The Way This Is Going, But Rest Assured, It Gets Better. I Think. But, I Was Lonely, And I Felt Sorry For This Kid. I Heard He Was A Few Years Younger Then Me, And He Was Home-schooled, Adopted And Abused. I Felt Seriously Sorry For Him. He Was Even More Lonely Then I Was So He Decided To Ask His Parents To Basically Sell Him As A Business Deal, Like Some Sort Of Twisted Prostitute In A Way. But I Didn't Think Finn And Kira Would Be Terrible Parents. In Fact, I Met Them Once When They Came For Dinner, Got Their Autographs And Enjoyed A Long Conversation With Them Both. So, I Agreed. What Harm Could It Really Do, I Mean, If He's The Son Of Two Of The Most Attractive People Ever, He's Probably Attractive Himself, I Thought. Then I Realised How Vain I Sounded And Decided Not To Give Two Shits About His Appearance, As My Mom Told Me He Was Clever, Shy, Quiet, Skilled And Sweet. That Made Me Like Him. A Lot.   

Chapter III-The Unknown Star-Crossed Lovers Meet.

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