The prince and his princess |TodoDeku|

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Todoroki's pov:

  I stood still as I watched the strange boy by the name of izuku dash away. Why did he take that punch for me? And why was he so concerned about a conflict that he had no part in? Whatever his reason was, it gave me the pleasure of meeting him. He was a weird one, but in a good way. For some odd reason, I really wanted to get to know him better. I signed, 'I better be on my way before father figures out that I have gone out'. I threw back on my hood, and just as I started to head towards where I tied up my horse, the old lady came up to me and said
"sorry for all the trouble I caused you young man,And I really appreciate what you did for me back their". Then she gave me a big smile and walked down the street and disappeared into the ongoing traffic of  rushing townspeople trying to get there morning jobs done. I had finally got to my horse and hopped on it. With a small nudge he began to gallop down the street. We passed many stores that where filled with fresh produce and poultry. 'Its actually quite peaceful around here without people telling you what to do and say, or having to study all day'. Slowly, I was making my way back to the castle. It wasn't like I wanted to rush back, but what I really wanted right now was to see Izuku again. 'Wait, why am I still thinking about him? Yes he was interesting but that doesn't mean I need to keep thinking about him. Even if he is strangely cute'. My face felt warm, I reached up and touched it. My chest felt like it was tightening. 'Why do I feel so weird? maybe I am sick. Maybe I will visit the doctor's room when I get back'. As the castle was getting into my line on sight I grabbed the reins on my horse and pulled them to the left. There was a hidden gate towards the back of the castle hidden by vines and thick bushes. Nobody really knew about it except for me and my personal maid. As I made my way in through the gate a loud booming voice yelled "WHERE IS HE! WE ARE GOING TO BE LATE TO THE BIRTHING SHOWER OF ONE OF MY MOST LOYAL DUKES!". My heart jumped, I had forgotten that today was that particular day. We where going to the countryside where the duke lived to celebrate his first born child. I panicked, quickly I jumped off my horse and ran into the stable which was only a few feet away from the hidden gate. Hurriedly, I put my horse  back in his stall. Then, dashing as fast as my two legs could take me I pushed my way through the small back kitchen door and into the kitchen. Which was almost empty because we where staying over at the dukes until dinner.
I made my way through the maids who where doing their cleaning, then out the kitchen door and into the hall. I spun to the right and made my way onto the main staircase, which was leading up to my bedroom on the second floor. I ran all the way up the stairs, took another right and down a long hallway. My heart was beating so fast I felt like it might explode, and sweat was dripping down my face. Finally, I had made it to my room. I pushed open the bedroom door and quickly turned to close it. I once again heard a loud voice say " WHERE IS HE!". I took a few deep breaths and locked my door, then I went to my closet. I was wearing clothes that I thought wouldn't bring attention to me in town, which wouldn't have been exceptable for wearing to a dukes house. I swiftly grabbed the first suit I saw and threw it on. I turned to look in the mirror and I was pleased with the outfit. Then I noticed something else, my makeup was wearing off. I could see the scar showing through the layers of powder I had put over it.'The powder probably came off  with the sweat while I was running' I thought. Reaching over to the desk next to my bed, I opened up the lowest drawer. Grabbing a container of powder and twisting the lid open. I put more powder on my face to cover up the disgusting scar on my face. I had thought that it was always my fault and that I had deserved it for being born, but my father told me the only reason I had it was because my mother was crazy. I have always wanted to talk to her after that day, but father keeps her locked up in the dungeon away from any contact with people. The guards where told to never let anyone from the royal family to visit her except him, which was ridiculous to me. Father tells me to cover up my scar before we go anywhere, because I am supposed to be perfect. I had finished covering up the scar and looked into the mirror again. 'Of course I am supposed to be perfect, I am the prince after all.' Then in a moment of anger I had punched the mirror, causing it to shatter. I looked at my hand, which was bleeding now because of the glass and inhaled a deep, calming breath, then I grabbed a piece of cloth to wipe the blood off. I turned around and made my way out of the room, down the hallway, and onto the big staircase. I looked down from the top of the big staircase to find my father, red from anger and my sister Fuyumi, who was trying her best to calm him down. I started walking down the stairs and they both saw me. My father who was still angry yelled
" WHERE HAVE YOU BEEN!?! WE LOOKED ALL OVER FOR YOU. A DECENT PRINCE WOULD NEVER BE LATE!" And with that he turned towards the main entrance and went outside to his carriage, where he got in and slammed the door closed. Fuyumi, who was still standing there started to cry a little. "You know this will earn you a horrible punishment when you get home, right?" She whined.
"Better me than you" I said in a monotone voice. She looked concerned and a little angry " why do you have to rebel against him? When you know there will be painful consequences in the end? Do you do it because you think one day he will actually understand that you don't want to be king and you just want to live a normal life? Or do you do it as a weird sense of revenge for locking mother away". Then I slowly started to walk outside towards the carriage  
" Sometimes, I don't even know which one of them is my motive, but I will continue with this till he gets the point" I said over my shoulder. Then getting into my own, personal carriage, I sat and waited for it to start moving. Then, after a few moments we started our trip out towards the dukes house. 'For some strange reason I really want to see that boy, Izuku again'. Then I shook my head, this is not the time to think about a boy I had seen just an hour or two ago, even if he was strangely eye catching and adorable. Once again, my face got hot and my chest felt weird and tight. "Ughh" I groaned, 'why do I feel like this'. With that thought I looked out the little window in the carriage, still thinking about him.

■○■Author's note○■○
Whew, another page complete!😎 this is definitely my amuture work at its finest(lol) thanks for reading. The next chapter will be Izuku's pov
Peace out✌😄