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Prince!Japan X Yokai!Reader -Part 1-

His hair was long, a good guess being four to five feet long, maybe even more. It looked as if it was itself made of the finest silk, shiny and soft looking with the help of the full moon rising behind him. His pitch black hair that almost molded with the darkness of the room almost made you feel self-conscious of your own (H/c) hair in a normal (H/s).

And oh. His face! His skin was pale, a sign of royalty, and perfectly flawless. Rid of any possible blemish and any other imperfection. His eyes were a rich brown almost hidden away by his precisely cut bangs.

This man was most definitely a young god.

You watched in horror as the prince's eyes widened in shock, his mouth opening to call out for help, but before he could do so you clamped your left hand over his mouth, your right holding his left forearm, silencing so he couldn't make any noise to alarm the guards of your unwanted presence.

He squirmed in your tight grip, his right hand coming to your wrist to try and pull your arm away, but you were too strong for the pampered human. You let out a small 'ssshh', as you fixed your sharp gaze on him. It must have unsettled him for he eventually calmed down and stopped moving, but you knew he was undeniably scared for his life. Evident in the way he breathed heavily through his nose, chest heaving slightly, and his body was shaking.

Surprisingly, fear looked good on the prince.

You tilted your head, a look of contemplation printed on it, wondering what you would do. Then it came to you. You hadn't conversed with a human for centuries.

Playtime.

"I'll let you go," a look of relief washed over the prince at your declaration, "if. And just if. You don't alarm the guards I am here."

The prince nodded his head quickly at your generous offer. You smirked, happy he accepted, letting go of his mouth, careful of you ever so sharp two inch long nails that could slice flesh open. You didn't want to hurt him, even though humans disgusted you. But this one seemed different.

Your right hand was kept on his forearm to keep him and to stop him from running away, even though that would be impossible. Your knees were tucked underneath you and he was the same, though his garment was like a dress and covered everything and the floor beneath him to your own knees.

You examined him further, staring deep into his eyes with the rich brown hue with your own color of (E/c). He seemed to be less scared than earlier, but fear was still shown in his eyes, you almost felt guilty. You sneered internally at your own thoughts. Feel guilty for a human? Never!

You stopped thinking as he began to speak. And just as you had imagined his voice was smooth and light like the water that spilled into his garden pond behind him. "Why?"

You were caught off guard, did he just ask you why? You responded curiously, "What do you mean?"

"W-why-" his voice almost cracked at the start but regained his voice a few seconds later. "Why are you doing this? If it's for ransom my father, the emperor, can pay you in plenty of heavy pounds of pure gold. Just, please... Please, don't hurt me..."

You're inhumanly heart clenched painfully at his desperation and fear. It was clear the young prince knew nothing of war. Nothing of the sins the world held. You almost wanted to protect him from those things.

"Ie. It's not for ransom," you responded as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. "I've come to take you to my leader. By my appearance, you should know why."

The prince looked at you in confusion, his eyes roaming to your ears and tail, a (F(ur)/c) color. You could see it click in his mind what you were, but that didn't seem to change his mind about what you were going to do with him.