Cinderella (Counterpartshipping fic)

Chapter #4

Oh yeah. Definitely a man. There was no mistaking it with the sound of that cool baritone voice. Yuya shook, hoping whoever it was that had him would not do him any harm. The arm around his torso was becoming painfully tight and Yuya squirmed uncomfortably, hoping it would help. Sadly, it did not. If anything, the arm tightened more, as if he thought Yuya could somehow break free. Fat chance. Yuya let out a muffled cry of pain. If this guy didn't let go soon, his ribs were so going to feel this in the morning.

"I'll let you go if you promise not to scream or do anything to draw attention to us. Do we have a deal?" The voice spoke again. Yuya nodded. He'd do anything to relieve this pressure. The hand over his mouth and the arm around him both moved and Yuya was quick to scramble off of the guy's lap and get to the other side of the carriage. He turned around, not knowing what to expect his assailant to look like. When his violet eyes clashed with vivid grey orbs, time seemed to stop. That face... He knew that face! Those beautiful eyes widened as they stared at each other, a look of surprise and awe on both faces. This... This was the Prince! He looked absolutely stunning up close. Long black lashes brushed against rich caramel colored skin when he blinked. He was wearing a ruffly white shirt with long black leggings and black boots that went up to his shin. The shirt veed down, giving Yuya a nice view of that hard chest, making his mouth go dry.

Yuto was stunned to the core at the sight in front of him. He'd panicked when the carriage door opened, and he hadn't gotten a good view of whoever it was that he had dragged into the carriage, but now... Yuto's heart gave a painful thump when their eyes connected. This boy was simply beautiful. He had skin so pale it reminded him of moonlight, and his eyes... His eyes were big and innocent, two glistening crimson jewels with long, black, silken lashes. His eyes were more lovely then Duchess Yuzu's own violet orbs. For a long moment, the two continued to be lost in each other, and Yuto was suddenly very certain he had just fallen in love. Which was weird, he'd admit, but hey, stranger things had happened. And then the boy across from him went even whiter, if that was even possible. Yuto leaned forward a little as the boy raised a hand, pointing a finger at him.

"YOU'RE THE PRINCE!?" Yuya practically screamed. That was it, the spell was broken and time resumed with Yuya's cry. The man across from him stood, his eyes widening as he leapt forward. Yugi was suddenly smashed against the wall of the carriage, a tanned hand once again pressed firmly over his mouth, both his wrists held in front of him in the Prince's other hand. Yuya stared up at him, his own eyes wide and fearful. Oh man... The Prince of all people was in his carriage... Holding him hostage... With his body against Yuya's... Yuya flushed bright red.

Yuto was in full on panic mode. He hadn't meant to be so harsh, but he did not want those girls to find him! He looked down, ready to start yelling, and froze. He saw the boy flush, and realized just what kind of predicament they were now in. The boy was pressed against his body, and Yuto could not deny it felt pretty good. He shook his head. Now was not the time to think like that!

"Didn't I tell you to be quiet?! I don't need those crazy girls to find out where I am!" Yuto whispered harshly, his grey eyes flickering angrily into Yuya's. "Now, can I let you go again, or are you going to shout where I am to the whole world?" Yuya quickly shook his head the best he could and then he was released again. Yuto went to the other side of the carriage and sat down, crossing his arms over his chest. Yuya bit his lip. He hadn't meant to make the Prince angry.

"I'm sorry. You just surprised me is all. I didn't expect to find... You, of all people..." Yuya mumbled. The Prince relaxed, relieved when Yuya started whispering. He looked out the window of the carriage, making sure to stay low in his seat. Yuya sat down on his own end, not sure what to do now. The Prince hadn't replied to his statement, preferring to stay silent. Yuya felt tears well in his eyes. Great, he'd had the luck to actually meet the Prince and he'd made him angry. He wiped at his eyes. I must have the worst luck ever, Yuya thought.