Forbidden In Love (Kiribaku)

Red Eyes

Kirishima's p.o.v

   Oh my God it's the actual real life Prince! I can't believe I'm standing right in front of him, he's so incredibly good loo- NO! I can't be thinking like this, it literally almost got me killed! 'I probably look terrible' I think and drop my gaze to my feet. He's probably just like the king anyway. "Ah Katsuki, you're here. This is Eijirou Kirishima, he is... um... he's a new member of staff and will be staying in the servant's quarters in the South wing of the castle from now on." The king started, nodding towards me. Wow I actually get to live inside the castle. I was expecting like a cell or something or maybe in the stables like an animal. Why did he say that I'm a servant? I'm nowhere near good enough to work for the king; I'm practically a slave, a criminal. Two guards then lead me away to a room, I'm assuming in the servants quarters, and threw me inside. They then locked the door and stood outside it. I guess this was like a cell anyway but at least it had a bed and a reasonably sized window, although that was also locked shut.

Bakugou's p.o.v

   Staff? What? Why would we need more staff and isn't he a bit young? Two guards then lead him away to a room and for some reason locked him inside and then stood outside the door, as if he was a prisoner. I went back to my chambers and when my butler Yagi came in I decided to ask him about it. "Yagi, why is that boy here? He's very young, he can't be much older than I am and he's working here? Also why does he have those guards standing outside his room? Who is he?" I asked with curiosity and for some reason concern. "I'm not supposed to tell you Prince Katsuki." I looked at him dumbfounded and slightly agitated. "Why on earth not? Please Yagi I really need to know and I'm eventually going to find out anyway." I reasoned with him. He always had a weak spot for me because of hiw my parents treated me.

   "Well alright, I'll tell you but you can't let anyone know that I told you." I nodded, urging hin to continue.  "What is it Yagi?" "He's a criminal that the king brought back from the prison this morning." I could't believe it. That boy didn't look like a criminal at all, he looked like a regular boy. I started shaking my head trying to understand what he might have done to be imprisoned at such a young age. "A criminal? How? He's so young what crimes has he committed? You said that my father brought him back from the prison this morning but they were carrying out executions this morning; why was he there?" His face turned to one of sadness. "He was to be executed Prince Katsuki, but the king decided to bring him here instead." He was going to be executed? Why, what did he do? What kind of sick person would execute a fourteen or fifteen year old boy? Oh that's right, my dad. "What? Why was he going to be executed?! What crime is he guilty for, Yagi tell me!"

   "I really don't think I should be telling you this but, he is guilty of multiple account of the crime of homosexuality."
He was gay? That's why? My father almost killed that poor, innocent, boy because he was gay. I am gay. Would my father kill me too if he knew I was gay? A look of regret coated Yagi's face. "I am sorry Prince Katsuki I shouldn't have told you. I know this must be hard for you considering your current... circumstances." I thought for a moment, trying it get everything to make sense and sort my mind out. "Of course this is hard Yagi, my father almost killed someone because they are gay when I am also-" I trailed off. "I should leave. Just remember Prince Katsuki, don't let anyone know what you know." And with that, he left my chambers and closed the door, leaving me alone to drown in my own thoughts.

   Kirishima's p.o.v

   The room I had was small but more than I could have ever asked for. I finnaly got some clean clothes and a brush for my black hair. The outfit was nice, a white button up that exposed a little bit of my chest, black pants and a pair of brown boots. After simply staring out my window at the forest outside for a few hours, I heard the lock on my door being rustled and then unlock followed by the two guards entering the room, who had been outside the door the whole time.
"Time to begin your work servant. You're going down to the stables."
I must have lucked out on my chores because I love horses and taking care of them but I had never had the opportunity to actually ride them since I was always just grooming them for someone in an upper class. I used to be around them all the time with Mom and Momma. Sadness pulses through my body as I remember the events of this very morning; my parents are gone now.