Chapter 1 / Prologue: Return of the Prince

Hitsugaya

I watched the air stewardess collect the wet towels from the passengers beside me. I took my towel and just stretched my hand out. As she passed, she politely smiled at me and took my towel. As she left to collect more, I turned to look out the window. It had been twelve boring hours on the plane. All I had ever accomplished was watch ridiculous comedy and sleep. That was all the flight provided for me as entertainment. That was what the common people watched.

I bent down toward my bag tucked under the table in front of me. I zipped my bag open and pulled out a book. On the cover of the book was a picture of the greatest author in the history of my kind. He was a smart man. He wrote famous lines that I found myself attracted to. They were words of a true poet and genius. And yet, he was a foolish man. He gave up his gift of near eternal life and youth in hope the love of his life would return to him.

"Excuse me, Hitsugaya-sama, please put your seat back in its upright position. We will be landing shortly," said the stewardess that collected my towel earlier. I simply frowned as she turned away.

In the end, he had gotten what he wanted. And then he disappeared from the world. Just like that. No one had ever heard from him. Even his siblings had no clue of his whereabouts. His love of his life also disappeared together with him. Later we accepted that they had decided to start a new life where their backgrounds and past would not have mattered in their future.

I say it was a pretty stupid move for a genius like him. And yet I still read his novels.

I rolled my bag behind me as I made my way through the crowd. Immigration was a bitch. Just because my eye colour looked brighter in the picture doesn't mean I am an impersonator. I was just pissed at the photographer who took such petty things to heart. All I had ever said to him was 'I don't want to hear about your boyfriend's curly hairy chest. Just shut up and take my picture'.

He cheated me five bucks. Bastard.

I stepped through the sliding doors and it only took me two seconds to spot my caretaker. There she was jumping up and down like some kid high on candy, waving her hands left and right as if I was completely blind. I sighed as I made my way toward her.

"Stop jumping up and down, you're making yourself look like an-Mmmphggm!"

"Hitsugaya-sama! I missed you so much! Why did you have to stay a year longer?!" Matsumoto cried her lungs out as I desperately tried to pry away from her iron grip and Death Valley. That woman could kill a man without even trying.

"Ne, Ne, Rangiku-san, Hitsugaya-kun can't breathe!"

I felt her arms loosen around my head. I shoved her away as I lifted my head and inhaled deeply. To any other men, it would have been more of a pleasure than a torture. My vision cleared up and I met another familiar face.

"Hinamori," I said as I put my bag onto the trolley she had in front of her. She smiled at me sweetly as she came up to me and messed up my hair. I growled and swatted her hand away.

"Can't believe you are taller than me. That's not fair, Hitsugaya-kun," Hinamori pouted as Matsumoto took over to push the trolley. Hinamori wrapped her arms around my arm as we headed toward the lift.

"Nature intended you to turn out this way." I snorted. Hinamori whacked my arm but still clanged onto it. She rubbed the side of her cheek on my shoulder as we walked. I could tell she missed me very much. I did too.

In the car, I stared out onto the highway was Matsumoto drove. Next to Matsumoto in the passenger seat, Hinamori flipped through the radio channels. We made no delays to head back to the house. We had exchange not too many words as I was quite weary from my trip. Twelve hours of complete mental torture. Not even my novelist could have saved me.

"You seem really grumpy," Matsumoto looked at me through the rearview mirror. I lifted my eyebrow at her and ran my fingers through my hair. I have to agree with her. I am somewhat cranky today, maybe more than usual. I guess it was because I had not yet drunk my fill.

Hinamori turned around and looked at me. "The Brothers can't wait to see you again, Hitsugaya-kun," Hinamori smiled. I turned back to look outside. I was not the least bit excited. In fact, I wished I had not come home.

"Na."

I took a bottle from Hinamori. "I prepared it for you before we left the manor. Figured you might get hungry for it." She smiled.

"Thank you," I muttered as I uncapped the bottle. The fragrance of the red liquid swirling in the bottle filled up my mind with its grace. I tipped the bottle and drank it down to the last drop. I could feel my mind swirling with need and want. My teeth were aching to feel the hot explosion and my ears were craving to hear the cry of a desired sensation only I could inflict. I recapped the bottle and handed it back to Hinamori. My throat indulged in its sweetness.

"I hope you are ready, Hitsugaya-sama. You have kept them waiting for three years," Matsumoto sighed as the car made a left turn onto the expressway. I tucked my hands behind my head and closed my eyes. If they could wait three years, they could wait a little longer.

"But I'm not ready yet," I mumbled. Hinamori looked at me with those sad eyes. She knew what I was to go through and she knew it was not how I wanted to have the rest of my life to be.

"I know…but sooner or later, you will have," Matsumoto said. The car went into a complete awkward silence. This was barely a happy occasion, a great contrast to the humans.

When a Vamp Prince has to ascent the position as one of the Leading Brothers in our world of high society, he has to take a bride…and take her virginity whether she willed it or not. It was an old tradition to show power even on your own spouse. I thought we had grown out of that kind of bias treatment. I guess even in this modern world, some things are still stubborn to change.

I cringed at the thought of how the other Brothers have gone through what I went through. It was sad. Women were still being undermined in our world.

And thing was I knew no girl. I don't think any girl would like to get their neck bitten and sucked, literally. Once they become my mate, their life was practically over.

I hate this.

I don't want to hold any woman like a prisoner for the rest of her life. That was not how I was raised to be like.

For some strange reason, I felt like the guy in the movie, Forty-year-old Virgin, except add thirty more years.

The car finally came to a stop in the porch of my manor. Matsumoto applied the brakes and turned behind to me.

"Welcome home, Hitsugaya-sama," She smiled at me. As she turned away, I gave a faint smile. Hinamori smacked my knee and motioned me to get out. She looked eager for some reason. I opened the car door and stepped out. I looked around the place and the garden next to the car porch. Everything remained the way it was when I left. The main door the to manor opened and the house caretakers filed out. The formed a line and bowed before me.

"Welcome home, Master!" They said in unison and then proceeded to the car to retrieve my bags.

"Stay where you are!" Hinamori bounced into the manor through the main door. I stared at her in disbelief. She had that huge grin on her face with a twisted smile. What was going on in that girl's head? I turned to Matsumoto who only giggled and had her hands on her hips.

"What's going on?" I asked.

"You'll see," She answered me. I frowned. I hate surprises because nothing good ever came out of them. The last surprise just forced me to extend my stay overseas by a year. I sighed as I turned around and folded my arms against my chest. Now I felt like having a good swim.

GRRWOOF!

I whipped my head around. What the hell was that? It came again. That deep growl and bark shook the atmosphere. I did not take into account that Matsumoto had just taken a large side step away from me. Before I could look elsewhere, I heard a racing sound of what sounded like claws and the next second, I found myself lying on the ground with my face getting licked with heavy slobber and drool.

"Down Hyourinmaru! Bad boy! How many times do I have to train you not to pounce on people!" I heard Hinamori yelling. Then I felt two pair of hands grab my arms and a large body dragged off me. I steadied myself as two servants quickly took out their handkerchief and wiped the drool off my face. For a moment, everything looked blurry.

"Hitsugaya-kun?" Hinamori called out, her voice sounded somewhat apologetic. Finally everything came into place. I groaned at the pain on the back of my head. It felt like someone just whacked me on the head with a jackhammer.

"Are you okay, Hitsugaya-sama?" Matsumoto came to me and placed her hand behind my head. I flinched at the pain and she retracted her hand. I looked at Hinamori and in her hands, holding tightly, was a red leash.

'Oh no', I thought. She did not, she could not…I thought I had this talk with her before I left…

"Hitsugaya-kun, this is Hyourinmaru!" She smiled meekly as I stared at the creature she was restraining. His white fur stood out to me first, followed by his snout and deep eyes. There he was, panting away like crazy with a grin on his face, like what he did to me was the greatest highlight of the day.

"He's an Alpine White Golden Retriever. He's turning ten months old next week." Hinamori continued on with the introduction. I turned to Matsumoto with a confused and rather unhappy glare. By now, everyone seemed to have held their breath as if I was going to explode at all of them.

"Matsumoto…" I narrowed my eyes at her.

"He's potty trained," Matsumoto quickly responded to me and smiled sheepishly.

Seriously, they ought to know by now that I only scream out one name and go after one person. I proceeded to remove my jacket.

"I have only four seconds of head start, right?" Matsumoto backed away slowly toward the gate. I threw my jacket to a servant and took a step forward.

"Two seconds," I answered her.

Never in my life have I seen a woman, in heels, run so fast until now.

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