K Project x Reader

Red Clan x Cursed! Reader

 Well, this will be a lot of fun. I don't know if I had made it properly, but yeah, let's say I managed to do something. Sorry if it is not good. :) Requests are open any time, you can write them in the comments or on messages if you want, I will look up at them and make them for you ^w^
 I hope I made it good for the requester: SKShirokuma ( The one-shot is around 4000 words, which I hope you will like please TvT)
 PS: I am going to add something that is not related with the anime and it is not written anywhere (I hope so XD)
 PSS: I also wanted to inform you that I am making two more accounts on quotev.com and fanfiction.net (My name is again HighFiveGirl, so don't ya worry if you see the same one-shots elsewhere, plus I am making a story, duo to one of my one-shots.QwQ)
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  It was soon. You couldn't believe that the time had passed so fast. You thought that it had been ages since you last saw your beautiful (h/c) hair, your (e/c) eyes your body.

 

It was a funny story. You still couldn't believe that it happened before 6 years.

 You walked on the streets, watching the calendars that hang up on the windows. Two weeks.

 Two weeks until you could be yourself again. Even if it was for one day.

 Your gaze locked on an article.

 Missed princess...

 She wasn't missed. She was cursed. Cursed to see her true self only on the full moon. To walk around the street, forgetting about the people who always tried to hurt her, to kick her or chase her for trying to get a piece of their food.

 She... was you.

 You were running once more, trying to get away from the hands of the chef. You tried to take one of his fishes, but he caught you in time, swinging his knife from left to right.

 You could feel yourself tired, your tail starting to feel heavy. You made a sharp turn, hiding under a pile of boxes. You didn't want to breath at that moment. You heard his heavy footsteps just next to you, your red eyes trying to pop from their place.

 After what seemed hours, the man left, cursing under his nose. You sighed in relief you won't be killed, when your stomach growled in hunger. You closed your eyes, trying to ignore the need for food and continued walking the street, your eyes scanning for that filthy man with a knife. 

 You walked around the park, near a huge white building, people with blue uniforms walking inside. You thought that you could go inside and try to get some food.

 You jumped past the gate, walking past a few guards. You admired their sparring though. You usually watched as your father fought with one of his friends in a friendly duel. The sparks from the swords made you wish you could do the same thing. But that was before your father got too old for such things.

 You saw the door opened and walked in. You saw a woman coming towards your direction, making you shake in fear. You hid behind one of the vases placed in the corridor and waited for her to disappear. Your nose sniffed the air, the scent of meat hugging your nose. You followed it to what seemed to be the kitchen.