She is a He (TODODEKU) PRINCE AU

First Friend

"Thank you" Shouto Todoroki acknowledges the young hazel-haired girl who curtseys in respect. He raises his hand to dismiss her.  The girl walks out of the room with confident strides, the soft, satiny white dress swishes. The Prince huffs quietly at the action. There was nothing appealing about her at all. 

The throne room is unsurprisingly crowded, to Shouto's displeasure. The loud chatter of girls fills his ears. Eloquent tapestries cover the palace's walls, each one telling its own story, mainly depicting the Prince's life from an infant to his current age. The chandelier drips with the finest, meticulous diamonds. Twelve, thin branches reach out from the base, delicately holding the feeble glow of candles.

The noble strums his fingers impatiently, heaving a sigh of frustration. "How many are left?" the Prince's sharp command emanates the air, his aide hurriedly fidgets with the scrolls.

"About 100 left," the advisor says, glancing cautiously at the Prince who rises up in a nimble manner. A hand snatches one of the scrolls from the startled advisor, the volute flies across the room landing on the bottom of the Throne's carpeted stairs. The chatter dies down quickly. 

"Y—your Highness?"

The boy has his fists curled.

"I'm taking a break" the exhausted voice states, descending from the Throne, his brown, leather boots imprint the velvet carpet. The advisor widens at the request, "Your Highness! I—I don't know if your father will allow you to—" an enraged glare cuts the man off. Todoroki barely avoids the crowd of women who flock to him like a magnet, the skin underneath the fabrics, becomes visible to his drowsy eyes. Shouto curses under his breath. 

The whiff of heavy perfume was making his head spin. He breaks into a run, ignoring the cries of his disappointed candidates. He flings the doors open, creating a loud thud as the door comes in contact with the grey slated pillar. The guards outside grasp the golden hilt of their swords, only to relax at the sight of their Prince.

The Prince breathes slightly, yet still running in case the mob somewhat catches up. The smell of crispy, clean air enters the boy's nostrils.   Alas, the royal didn't get far when he sees a massive, muscular individual blocking his escape route. He snarls.

"Move out of my way" he growls indignantly, the person looks up. Shouto's mouth instantly transforms into an O shape. The pupils enlarge in recognition.

"Oh my! Is that Prince Todoroki I see dashing towards me?" the man exclaims, stretching his arms outwards to welcome the fleeing teen. The Prince comes to an abrupt halt. He hunches over, panting heavily whilst sucking in the air greedily. He feels the single tear of sweat trickle down his forehead.

"All Might!" the boy gasps in utter shock. What was the Ruler of Yuuei doing in the Endeavor Kingdom?

The man, now known as All Might beams at the mention of his infamous name.

"Yes, I am here! All Might at your service!" All Might declares proudly, striking an exaggerated pose. His muscles flex beneath the dark, blue uniform's sleeves. Shouto rolls his eyes at the over the top gesture. He would never understand how the Ruler of Yuuei could remain so lively, even in battle. At least the smile wasn't endemic or else his father would undoubtedly throw a tantrum at sight of his number one son simpering. 

A flash of movement catches his attention from behind the ruler. Noticing the royal Yuuei representative clothing, Shouto straightens up, dusting off the specks of dust that clung to his uniform. First impressions were always important, especially when it comes to greeting other royals from neighbouring kingdoms.

"Is your father available?' All Might asks. Shouto nods, signalling a passing servant to retrieve his father. His asshole of a father was always available. The only thing his father ever does is sit on the Throne like the arrogant bastard he is.