the missing prince

The stranger

"SOMEONE STOP HIM!" The baker yelled, chasing after the thief who was wearing an old raged cloak; no one could see his face but they already knew who it was.

Wanted thief Tenko shimura

  He's famous for. . . Well stealing of course. But for what he stole is what made him a wanted man.

The missing prince's crown.

It's worth millions, and made with the most rarest of jewels; the king no matter how hard he tried could never catch him, he had once hired the most expensive detective yet not even him could figure out where the boy hid.

Although the thief was running in plain sight, no one made an attempted stop him. That was except for the guards at the gate of the kingdom, attempting to close the huge gate before the thief could get away, but that plan had failed once the boy dived under into the closing gap, slipping right through.

Quickly getting back up, he continued to run.

-

Stopping at the door of the cottage, Tenko took a huge breath of air, having to run almost a mile to their hidden cottage was a hassle, but not the worst of their problems.

Opening the door he spotted the green haired eleven year old, sitting by the fire place bundled in a blanket. It has been getting colder lately, that means they're going to have to stock up on fire wood.

Closing the door behind him, he sat the two loafs of bread on the old table.

"Not even a welcome home" tenko said looking back at the boy who was facing the fire, there was not response, not even a mutter. He sighed, slowly walking over to the the small boy he sat next to him, seeing what was in front of him that was so distracting. Waving a hand between him and the book, which finally got his attention.

"What" Izuku said, wanting to get back to reading.

"Listen I know you want to learn magic, and I'm here to support you, but could at least acknowledge my presence next time I try to talk to you" this time it was the freckled kid's turn to sigh.

"I'm sorry, but I need to learn the different types of magical creatures before I can even begin starting magic" tenko didn't care to continue and quickly changed the topic.

"Did you clean the rabbit I brought this morning?" Tenko asked, heading into the kitchen to make supper.  The freckled kid hummed as a response.

"Did he come by today?" Tenko asked cutting up the meat to make stew.

"Yeah, he gave me these" Izuku said pointing to the stack of books on his left, the older one hummed finally noticing them. They continued what they were doing, while enjoying each other's silent company.

-

"Stop being so mean" Izuku said pitying the infant in Tenko's story.

"It's not my fault it was the grossest thing I've ever seen, it looked like a blob of flesh!" The black haired kid said, laughing at the thought of the ugly infant.

Grabbing the ladle to pour more of the stew he made, pouring the kid some more as well.

"Anything interesting happen today?" Tenko asked, obnoxiously slurping his stew.

Before Izuku could get a word out, someone knocked on the door. Izuku's eyes widened, fearing what might happen. Tenko slowly sat his bowl down, whispering to Izuku to go hide.

Slowly walking into the kitchen, grabbing the sharpest knife they had. Walking up to the door he turned the doorknob praying that it was toshinori coming back because he forgot something.

Except that it wasn't, it was an older teen in a long black cloak, he held a sack full of his belongings over his shoulder. He made direct eye contact the shorter teen, his blue eyes were the only facial feature he could make out. Having a soft glow to them, they looked magical.

"Who are you" Tenko asked.

"Could I please stay here for the night, I'll do free labor" the older teen asked, tenko gave him a confused look.

Gripping the knife in his hand. "How could you see this cottage?" He asked once more, the older one furrowed his eyebrows.

"What do you mean it's in plain sight?" He said as if it was obvious. Tenko slowly shook his head, slowly bringing the knife up to his throat, gripping it even harder.

"No, no it's not" he gripped the knife to the point of his knuckles turning white. "Who are you" he glared at the older one, attempting to intimidate him. 

"Are you trying to threaten me?" the blue eyed teen questioned.

"Leave or I won't have any other choice" tenko said, this was the last warning. The older one grabbed his wrist lightly, not attempting to move it whatsoever.

"I don't think you know who you're messing with" he said in a low voice, his eyes glowing brighter. He squeezed down on the younger teen's wrist, causing him to drop the knife.

Tenko didn't know what to do, but he needed to keep Izuku safe. In a panic he kneed the stranger in between his legs, causing him to let go of the shorter one wrist and hunch over. While the stranger was still bending down, tenko slowly backed up a bit, taking soft breaths before kicking him in the jaw.

The stranger lay on the floor, tenko stared for a moment, that was a quick fight he put up, he thought. Sighing he picked up the knife off of the floor. He walked over to the body. No one will ever find them again.

Putting a foot on the strangers back, he let out a painful groan. Kneeling down to grab his hair, he lifted his head up.

"Don't worry I'll make it quick" he whispered in the man's ear, bringing the knife up to his neck, he whispered once more. "Say your prayers" Pressing the knife up into his neck.

"STOP TENKO!" Both stranger and tenko immediately looked up at the eleven year old.

"ZU" tenko whisper-yelled at the younger one. "What the hell are you doing"  the freckled kid sobbed loudly, tears running down his cheeks.

"Please tenko" he took a break to breath in all of his snot before speaking again. "D-DON'T KILL HIM!" He yelled sobbing his heart out.

Tenko whispered a curse before taking the knife away from the taller ones neck. But then gripped his hair tighter to keep him still, making him wince slightly.

"Go hide until I'm done zu" he calmly told the kid.

"PLEASE!" The little kept sobbing that word until tenko finally caved in.

"Alright!" He yelled, letting go of the strangers hair and stepping off of his back. He took a step back and kicked the stranger in the head, only hard enough to knock him out.