Kirishima was in love. He had not stopped thinking of the scholar named Izuku Midoriya for the entire day. Kirishima spent every second he could thinking of him. Kirishima had many suitors that threw themselves at him. Sure, he loved his people, but he had never really considered himself to be one of those people who fell in love. He just assumed that he would be forced into a political marriage, but instead, he found love. Izuku was different from the rest of the people. He hated Kirishima and the royals, but he still acted politely. It was amazing how complex he was. Kirishima felt like a teenage girl when he thought of Izuku. One of the best parts was that Izuku's mother was the head chef. Kirishima had loved her cooking since they day she starting working for his family ten years ago. Kirishima knew that he had to win over Izuku's heart. Kirishima wanted them to be together and wanted to be able to call the women who made his food taste so amazing mother. The problem was that he had no idea where Izuku lived. It had to be in the village that was close to the castle, since Inko didn't live in the castle with the rest of the staff. Kirishima then remembered that all the addresses of the staff members were recorded in a book. He went out to find this book. He asked for the address of Inko Midoriya and found that she lived with her son in a house in the outskirts of the village. Kirishima had a wagon prepared to take him there. He decided to have the wagon leave him about a mile before the house so that he could sneak around. Kirishima didn't want his people to gather around him and prevent him from getting to know Izuku.
Kirishima rarely went out of the castle. Most of the times it was to visit the other sections. This time, however, he had a mission. He was going to find Izuku and make him fall in love with him. The wagon was just entering the forest when Kirishima saw Izuku walking around. He had the wagon stop and let him out. Kirishima watched as Izuku continued to walk around the forest and occasionally stop to write things in his book. Kirishima continued to follow him for an hour before they reached Izuku's house. That was when Kirishima jumped out of the forest and yelled, "Hey, Izuku!!" Izuku jumped and looked at who had called him. He groaned and said, "What are you doing here?" Kirishima thought about how he would respond. He should say that he wanted to visit Inko and wanted to get to know Izuku better, but he was never really smart. "Oh, I've been following you around the forest for the past hour. I got your address from the records. Now, I can spend more ime with you." Izuku looked shocked and asked, "You've been stalking me!!" Kirishima wasted no time and said, "Yeah. That's just how much I like you Izuku." Izuku just stared at the prince before he shook his head and opened the door to his house. Izuku entered and was stopped from closing the door by the prince who then proceeded to enter. Izuku was not happy and chastised the prince for entering someone's home without permission. Kirishima simply smiled and kissed Izuku. Izuku was once again shocked and pulled away. He went to the other room and Kirishima followed. There he saw Inko, sleeping in a bed and covered in blankets. "So, is your mother feeling better?" "Yeah, the medicine Recovery Girl gave her helped a lot." Izuu looked down at the floor. Kirishima decided that he did not like it when Izuku was unhappy and then he grabbed both of Izuku's cheeks and lifted them up so that Izuku was smiling. Izuku borke free of the prince and went to sit down with his mother. Kirishima followed suit by sitting down on a nearby chair. The two boys sat in silence. Kirishima knew that if Izuku wanted him to leave, he would have said so. Since he didn't Kirishima stayed, with the intent to get Izuku to love him still in mind.
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The Sharp Prince and the Soft Pauper
FanfictionIn the kingdom of UA, there are several royal families that overlook the different sections of the kingdom and govern them. In the section of earth, the young Prince Eijiro Kirishima is beloved by all his people. Well, almost all. There is one perso...