His Prince By Matrimony.

Chapter III-The Unknown Star-Crossed Lovers Meet.

Kairo Y. POV:

The Day I Met Him Came Way Too Quickly In My Opinion. I Was Excited, Nervous And Terrified. I Mean, You Can't Get To Simply Re-do Meeting Your Potential Husband. Hiroto Yamada, CEO Of The Biggest Business In The Market, Making Plenty Of Money, And A Nice Person, At Least That's How Mum And Dad Described Him. And I Believe Them. But I Heavily Doubted He Would Treat Me Like This. I Woke Up Just As My Alarm Started Beeping At Seven AM, Sharp. I Groaned And Forced Myself To Leave My Warm Sheets. I Went Into The Bathroom And Brushed My Teeth, Running My Hands Through My Messy Whiter-Then-Platinum Hair. I Finger The Scars, Covering My Cheekbones, My Nose, My Chin. When I Was Young, I Went On Holiday With My Parents To A Country In South-east Asia, As My First Holiday. Mum And Me Went Walking Around Town And Suddenly, I Was Grabbed By A Terrorist, And My Mother Was Frantic, Calling My Dad And Having A Mental Break Down. This Terrorist Cut And Destroyed My Face, And My Demon Dad Found Him And Killed Every Last One Of Them Right Before My Eyes. He Then Wiped The Gory Details Of This From My Mind, As I Was Absolutely Terrified. I Know It Happened, I Just Can't Picture It In My Head Properly Now, It Goes...Blurry. I'm Glad About That Though, As If I'm Honest, I've Had A Lot Of Mental Trauma To 'Suck Up' Anyways. The Scars Made Me Wear A Mask To Cover My Face So I Wouldn't Discomfort Anybody With My Face. Along With That Mask, A Black Baseball Cap With A Little Grey Wreath Decorated With Jet Roses That I Wear On The Daily, My Round, Silver Framed Glasses, Ivory Cross Shaped Earrings, Long Elbow Length Black Gloves And Fishnets For My Tights And Arms. Reminder, I Live In California, And You May Be Wondering How I Survived Wearing Layers. Simple Answer: I Have Magic. Too Bad I Can't Stop Sweating When I Get Anxious Or Nervous With It. I Knew I Couldn't Wear Any Of My Usual Clothing Items Today Though. I Went Downstairs And Walked In The Kitchen In My Pink Cat Pyjamas And Black Robe. My Wonderful Mother Was Cooking Breakfast In A Neatly Pressed White Blouse And A Navy Pleated Skirt, Black High Heeled Boots Making Her Only The Slightest Bit Taller. My Dad Was Wearing His Best Black And Purplish-Blue Suit, Looking Very Handsome And Very Charming. I Seriously Wondered Why They Broke Up If My Dad Is Literally The Most Amazing Guy On Earth. He Smiled At Me And Sat Me Down. Mum Walked Over And Kissed My Cheek, Giving My Plate A Very Large Stack Of Waffles Completely Dosed In Chocolate Hazelnut Spread And Chopped Hazelnuts With Hazelnut Chocolate On Top Instead Of Fruit Or Something Healthy You Eat On Waffles Or Pancakes. One Bite Of This Dessert Breakfast Would've Probably Given Me Diabetes Or Something And It Was Definitely Something A Nutritionist Would Disapprove Of. But Mum Tried To Cheer Me Up With This Incredibly Sugar Packed Not Good For This Early In The Morning Meal, Calm My Nerves With Chocolate, The Thing That Makes Everybody Smile. So, For Once, I Let Go And Shoved It Down, Allowing My Teeth To Be Covered In Sweetness And Probably Booking My Permanent Dentist Stay, Hell, I Thought That I Might Even Have To Have The Wedding Ceremony In The Waiting Room. My Dad Didn't Say A Thing, He Let Me Enjoy My Breakfast And Let Diabetes-I Mean, Sugar Take Away My Nerves. My Mum Ran Me A Bath, While Me And My Dad Tried To Figure Out What I'd Wear. He Is A Style Icon, So I Could Always Rely On Him For Good Advice. Then Again, My Dad Is Good At All Types Of Advice. We Ended Up With A Black Button Up Shirt, A Light Teal Tie, A Dark Turquoise Waistcoat, Long Dark Pants And White Lace Up Heeled Shoes. I Had A Black Blazer Too. I Wore A Black Hat, Similar To Dad's Grey One With Two Dark Grey Rings Through It, Mine Having White Rings. I Traced The Three Grey Roses Embroidered On It And Loved The Feel Of The Velvet Stitching. I Used It To Calm Down, As My Anxiety Sneaked Back Up On Me. I Was Allowed To Wear My Black Gloves Though, Except Dad Gave Me A New Pair, Wrist Length This Time. My Mother Soon Came In And Told Me My Bath Was Ready, So I Took My Clothes, Went Into My Bathroom And Hung Them On The Door. I Slipped In The Hot Water, Filled With Bubbles, A Sweet Smelling Aroma, Rose Petals And Some Sort Of Oil My Mother Poured In. She Even Lit The Jasmine And Other Flower-Scented Candles On The Shelves. I Stayed In That Tub For Way More Then A Few Long Hours, Glad To Feel The Water Surround Me. I Eventually Stepped Out, Drained The Water And Slapped A Facial On, Put On A Towel And Dried Myself. Then I Removed The Facial And Did Some Light Makeup, Foundation, Contour, Blush, A Simple Brown Shade Of Eyeshadow And Pale Pink Lipstick, Though I Didn't See The Point As I Was Determined To Keep My Mask On. I Slipped The Chosen Outfit On And The Accessories My Dad Left For Me. The Hat, A Little Locket Necklace, A Packet Of False Nails, And A Handful Of Rings. I Wondered Where My Engagement Ring Was. Probably Didn't Exist, I Thought, Seeing As I Was Most Likely Not Getting Engaged Tonight. Boy, How Wrong I Was.