Was there another word to describe the situation? Just how exactly did trouble always find its way to Linda. Now if only she could attract something more useful, like wealth or love. No, it just had to be trouble in any shape or form. Today, it just so happened that trouble had taken the shape of a prince. On any other occasion this would have been a good thing, just not on this one.
The blond had left her friend’s house in the late evening. It’d had been a happy reunion. Her best friend had welcomed her back and she finally started to feel at home again. That was when she’d made her first mistake: taking the long way home. It was a nice night, so why not take a victory lap around Ikebukuro? The blonde drank in the busy night life buzzing about the incandescent lighting. It was almost if someone had rewound to her first night there.
Suddenly, something caught her eye. A big piece of gold fabric caught in a small gust of wind passing by. When she realized that it was some sort of cape for adornment, she changed directions, following it to the crosswalk. The blonde sped up her pace to catch up. Man this guy must’ve been in a hurry. “Hey! W-” her speech was cut short by a pair of head lights.
The screech of tires thundered over the gasps that left the crowd. A whirl of colors painted her vision as she fell backwards into the object of her pursuit. If that car had stopped a second later and she’d probably have ended up under the car rather than simply bumped. It took a moment for her to realize just what exactly had happened, but she sat up and assured everyone she was alright with a few dismissive waves. “Don’t worry! I’m fine!” She turned to the black haired male she had knocked down.
”Thanks for breaking my fall. I owe you one!” The girl tried to get up and offer him a hand, but winced as she tried to put weight on her dominant ankle. “Ah, that’s not very convenient… Well, I would help you up, but it seems I’m injured.”
Nightfall had come, and with that the temperature sank lower, resulting in Hibiya’s hurried pace as he rushed in the direction of his home. The misfortune of having wandered far enough that morning to end up on the other side of the city hung heavy upon him, but regardless of the distance between the prince and his destination, Hibiya hadn’t the slightest intention of using public transportation. Someone of his status ought never to consider such a thing.
With his head held high, the prince headed into the empty street, not so foolish as to walk anywhere but the crosswalk. Having departed Ikebukuro’s more bustling aread, few people crossed with him, and he could sense the eyes of those strangers unmoving from his form– just as they ought to be. He did not dress like the commoners around him, thus the stares he received were always expected, and though it irritated him to an extent, the prince always reminded himself that it was a necessary price to pay for his royal blood.
As he reached the crosswalk’s halfway point, a call from behind caught Hibiya off guard, causing him to turn his head ever so slightly before the approaching figure unexpectedly crashed into him. The two of them fell to the ground following the unsettling sound of screeching tires.
Lifting himself to his knees, the prince seethed with irritation at having been knocked over so suddenly. As he lifted his gaze, however the stranger’s clumsy position came into view and he found himself holding his tongue. Had she been hit? A few passersby rushed toward her with obvious concern, questioning her condition to which she responded with a convincing smile and reassuring words.
“Breaking your fall–?” Hibiya felt the need to bite his lip just to hold back his displeasure. Offering her help to lift him to his feet was an appreciated gesture– one that calmed him slightly, but as he reached for her palm, the pained expression she wore caused him to pull away. Instead, the prince stood alone, brushing the dirt from his clothes before meeting her gaze with a frown.
“Can you walk?” Though he’d rather ignore the girl and carry on without concern, he felt that wasn’t very prince-like and offered her his shoulder. “I can help you to your destination if you need it.”