The two princes

Doggy

Ejirou s pov

I looked around and ignored the cops words and sneaked away with the blanket draped over my shoulders. I looked around keeping the blanket close to my body, the night was cold and nipping at my skin. I walked around and saw Sero, braking down into tears and it hurt to see. The police weren't letting him go...wheres Denki? He should be around here right? They escorted us all out. Denki said he was going to his room...hm strange

I kept walking around the gravel outside, every one too busy with what they were doing. I wanted to find Katsu but I couldn't find him. Every one seemed to be gone. Minas gone, Denkis gone and I can't find Katsuki. What's happening? I kept asking myself the same question yet nothing came out of it. Just keep looking Ejirou, they got to be here somewhere.

I walked towards a firetruck not knowing anything anymore yet trying to keep my composure with everything still happening around me. I look round the corner and I just see a group of cops surrounding...BLOND TUFFS! I smiled as I try to move my way through, politely as possible. I squeezed through the last line of cops and a smile appeared as I saw Katsu but he looked broken again. No one wants to see their boyfriend hurt yet I knew some of his past...well kinda. I sat next to him, my legs dangling off the side when I lifted myself onto the back of the firetruck as Kat had his legs crossed and he was hunched over staring at the gravel. I made sure not to touch him knowing he's still sensitive and would not be afraid to snap at me and not use to all of the affection and that. I wait till I find a time which was suitable and I looked to him. A simple"hey" came from my mouth trying to sound cheery but it felt hard too and the words was heavy coming off my lips. Katsuki just kept his head down, his look was cold and frozen in place

I looked back at the gravel and pull my legs in "you alright bro?" I asked with more flatness in my voice. I didn't want to see him sad anymore yet I'm not sure If I can make him happy, he's broken. I can't help someone who doesn't want to be helped. I made sure to keep my gaze and watched his stationary stance and still nothing showed. I adverted my gaze from the blond and put my chin on my knees not knowing how to go around this anymore, I can't shake him out his stare.

Minas pov

He's going to figure that I did it. Did I wear gloves? I can't remember. Did I leave finger prints? Oh no shitting hell. I can't go to prison, I have a whole life ahead of me. Wait...I'm allowed a call right? I looked up to the black haired shaggy man "can I have a call?" I say, I putting all my pleading ways into my pouted face, he looked up and blinked a few times to try and get the sleep out his eyes. I put my hands together and shook them with a smile hoping he would say yes.

Aizawa looked over at me and arched his brows then sat back sighing "yea go on, whatever. Be quick" I got up instantly and look around and walked towards the phone on the wall, I look over my shoulder not really knowing anyone's number and plus a girl wants privacy on the phone. I arched my brow and the shaggy man huffed and he was probably too tired to argue with me. I smiled as he left and I tried to memorise Kendo's number. My finger pressed up and they pressed each number of what I could remember, the phone starts to ring and I feel as if my life has been saved. She picks up

Eri's pov

"Aoyama?" I questioned through the line and then I heard his muffled noises in the back, probably making a dress for one of the royals for the upcoming ball, a smile came to my face, I jumped up and down excited then I probably should be but it was nice to have human contact! It really was.
"Madame Eri? I am busy Mademoiselle" he said through the line and I jumped and nodded "I'll make it short! Promise. I just...I just need you to help me" I say and my knees went in towards together with my legs still shaking a little from the weakness in my body

The blond on the other line sighed and just put down whatever fabric that was rustling "listening" he sung and it made my stomach have an instant happy feeling but I needed help
"Ok i need your help, you are the perfect person to help me" I say as I looked back at the box "I've been given a box ok? The king gave it to me and he needs it to be opened somehow but it's not opening" I huffed a little annoyed at how much work that will go into this.
"What has this got to do with moi? Don't waste my time cherrie" his voice spoke was annoyed already but still had a nice tone towards it.
"Well I know you like I don't know...you like the beauty of life right? And I need to find two people with a trinket of true love to open this box" I knew it sounded crazy but this was the only person I could call which would actually help me.

He knew about love right? He's perfect for the job
"Hmm well you'll have to look by yourself, this week I am travelling, but before I go try a blond gentleman that stays in the forest" the line went dead after that. I held the phone in my hand completely confused with the french man.

Shigarakis pov

I looked at the glass, five fingers wrapped around the wine glass, a rag in my other as I cleaned the inside and out as the burnt fucker sat with one leg up on the stool and talking about how much I look like shit today and that I look like Cinderella
"I'm Prince Charming" he says as if it was obvious. I rolled my eyes and hunched my shoulders as I cleaned the last out of it....two more hours of his bullshit.

Dabi looked at me with that annoying ass smirk "get me a beer" he knew I had to do as he said for two reasons, I'm at work and if I disobey I could get fired because that's the stuff he would do to just 'joke' but the idiot doesn't know when to stop and realise it's not funny anymore. I sighed grabbing a glass and put it near the pump, I look as my other hand wrapped around the handle and the froth rised to the top of the glass. I pass it over and put my hands onto the counter "£2.75"
He grabbed the glass and shook his head putting the rim of the glass to his lips "I'm the prince"
"I need the money Dabi" I wasn't in the mood and my voice was raspy as ever and it hurt my throat every time i open it.

He looked at me blankly then reached into his pocket and threw the coins at me
"Pick then up. Go on doggy"
he said looking down at his beer. I furrow my brows on why he was acting like such a idiot. I felt my shoulders drop and wasn't expecting the behaviour from him, none the less I bend down and start to pick up the coins off the ground.....am I turning into his puppet?

I feel like I can't say anything anymore without offending someone, some people need to get out their rooms and get into the real world.

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