The Cruel Princess and Modest Prince

Forrest Watanabe

The day was average. Just a new student attending a new school. Forrest Watanabe is the heir to the Watanabe family wealth. While he was wandering about the school corridors, he tripped over his own foot, which happens quite often. "Ahh!" He shouts as he falls forward. Turning the corner, a girl around his age and knocks her over with him. "Are you okay, miss Aki?" Asks another girl, slightly shorter than them both. "Watch where you're going." The girl on the ground groaned. "I'm so sorry. It happens all the time. You're not hurt, are you?" Forrest asked her, standing up and reaching his hand out to help her up. But she only slapped his hand away and stood up herself. "Just who are you anyway?" She asked. "Me? My name is Forrest Watanabe." Forrest introduced himself. "Watanabe? As in the most prestigious family in Japan? Nice try, but you can't just say you're royalty with no proof." Said the blue haired girl. "Oh, you need proof. Okay, is this good enough?" He asked and held out a piece of cloth, with his family crest sown onto it. "Th-That's the Watanabe crest. You really are in that family." She gasped. "Yes, I am. Now I believe we should go. Classes are about to start, and I really don't want to be late on my first day." He said with a smile, and ran past the two girls.

The first half of the day passed, and Forrest was confront at his desk during lunch period. "Hey you. What were you doing with Aki Adagaki?" A male with dark blue hair asked. "Oh, I just bumped into her and we talked for a bit. Nothing much." Forrest replied. "You expect me to believe that crap?" He questioned. "It's the truth. I swear upon my family name Watanabe." He said and held up his hand. "W-W-W-Watanabe!?!" He freaked out and let Forrest's collar go. "I am so sorry!!" He shouted with a bow. "It's quite alright. I get men would get protective over their love interest." Forrest said with a smile. "Love...interest...? Yeah. That's it." He said. "Um...if you don't mind my asking, why aren't you wearing the school uniform?" He asked. "Oh, they allowed to wear my normal clothes. I said not to treat me like royalty, but they insisted." Forrest replied. "You look like a girl." The male stated. "I get that a lot. What is wrong with a boy wanting to look cute?" He asked no one. "There are a lot of things wrong with that." The blue haired male thought. "Oh, how rude of me. We forgot to introduce ourselves. I'm Forrest. You know my last name." He said and held out his hand. "Masamune Makabe." The male said and shook his outstretched hand. "A pleasure." Forrest said warmly. "Now, I think we should get back to school work." Forrest suggested. Masamune nodded, and went back to his desk.

As soon as the day ended, Masamune came up to Forrest. "Hang on, Watanabe." He said, and gripped his shoulder. "What is, Masamune?" He asked. "I need some help. I plan to get revenge on a specific person, and I may need your help." He said. Forrest smiled. "Okay. Of course." He agreed. "Seriously? Just like that?" He asked. "Yes. I may not look it, but when push comes to shove, I can be a bit...violent." He said in a deeper voice then normal. "Um, right. Okay. I just need you to meet this person who's also helping." Masamune said. "Okay. Lead the way." Forrest instructs, and follows Masamune.