𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 ||𝐛𝐨𝐤𝐮𝐚𝐤𝐚|| 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐭 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲

Chapter 2

A/N if this chapter seems familiar - most of it is taken from Prince. I didn't want to change the story. Also, I'm back.

"Where shall we head first?" Konoha asked.  Bokuto had just given his speech and was already hungry, even though they had breakfast not too long ago.

"Somewhere where I could eat. I'm hungry and if I don't eat soon I will throw a tantrum" Bokuto said and headed to the south part of the town. It was filled with people baking goods and cooking other dishes.  One thing that stood out were these buns, they smelled like sugary heaven.

Bokuto's favorite place to eat was already open so he headed straight there. He opened the door and inhaled deeply, allowing the smell of beer fill his lungs. He actually didn't like beer that much, but still drank it to look tough and cool.

"Good day my King, what could I offer you?" the owner of the place asked, he was cleaning the already clean table.

"Oh, just the usual. Two beers, pork and bread. " Bokuto said and sat down, Konoha sat in front of him.

The place wasn't crowded, only those who didn't fear the king went there, a couple of those guys were actually generals. Usually, places where people don't really go to fail and close, but since Bokuto liked it so much, he made sure to support this place.

Soon their food and drinks were brought and Bokuto instantly dug in. His plate was empty in no time, so he wanted to ask for seconds. He turned around to find the owner, but his eyes fell onto someone else.

Bokuto had never seen that person in this diner. They were wearing a hood, clearly hiding their identity. Not to mention, they were wearing a medium sized bag, which seemed to be filled with some stuff.

Bokuto found that person incredibly suspicious.

He stood up and walked over to that table, startling the owner and people around him.

"Hey.. I haven't seen you here before. Who are you?" he asked, but the persona stayed quiet, they didn't move or flinch.

"I asked you a question" Bokuto said in a rougher tone.

"So just because you asked I have to answer?" a weirdly smooth and soft voice spoke from under the hood.

"I am your king, so yes, you have to answer" Bokuto clenched his fists. Damn, it was pissing him off. How could someone be this rude to him?

"You're not my king" the person spoke again, just as softly as before which drove Bokuto even angrier. He was used to unsatisfied people yelling at him, but this.. The person spoke in such a soft tone, it drove Bokuto crazy.

"Excuse me?!" Bokuto exclaimed.

The person suddenly stood up and took off the hood. He looked at Bokuto and repeated his words:

"You are not my king"

Bokuto wanted to say something, but the words didn't seem to come out. This definitely wasn't someone from the Fukurodani kingdom.

As much as Bokuto wanted to look away, he couldn't. The man was just as tall as him, if not a couple centimeters taller. He was as pale as snow, which made his raven black curls stand out even more. His nose was pointy and his lips were thin. However, the feature that stood out the most were his eyes. His piercing green and cold eyes stared at Bokuto without any emotions.

His whole appearance screamed one word - exotic.

"Who are you?" Bokuto asked, still cautious.

"I'm a traveller, and I'm guessing you're the king. I heard rumors about you, it seems that they are true" he said. Normally Bokuto would get angry, but there was something about this mystery traveller that made him interested and excited, all the anger and rage he felt before just went away.

"Oh, I see. May I know your name?" he asked.

And yet the green-eyed traveller turned around and started walking out.

"No, you may not" he said and left the place. Bokuto wasn't sure if he should go after the person or no.

"You're oddly calm." Konoha suddenly said, making Bokuto come back to the real world.

"Yeah... He's weird" Bokuto said and shook his head. He went back to his table and finished his beer, he still couldn't stop thinking about the traveller. Who was he? Where was he from?

The rest of the day went by quietly. Bokuto walked around the south part of the town, he bought a bunch of stuff and questioned the merchants about the situation in other kingdoms.

He was pretty surprised to hear about the sudden bond between Yaku and Haiba kingdoms, Iwaizumi kingdom seemed to stay quiet, while Karasuno was up to something again. He never understood King Sawamura Daichi, he was too kind.

Once the sun started going down, Bokuto came back to the castle. His mind wandered off to the mystery traveller again.

Somewhere deep down, he wanted to see him again. There was something about him that made Bokuto soft inside.

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Just so you know, this fanfic won't be long. Not as long as Prince 😂

Anyway I hope you enjoyed it!

-hatari