Finished watching the live-action Cinderella movie (again)... have a good dose of fairytale today :)

     The prince was a handsome and charming man with many princesses and noblewoman head over heels for him. Many men are jealous of this, however, many women tried to woo him but none have succeeded. He had no care for love and romance, he wanted to live his life fast and hard ever since his brother died. But his father had other plans (daddy issues I see). His father announced a ball, in which the prince must find a spouse. He wasn't pleased with the idea.

     He stood by his father's throne, greeting people with a bow, many families bringing in the fairest women in their finest dresses. This continued for what felt like forever and the Uchiha was getting quite bored. The more irritating part was that the Senju family was there too.

     "How much longer do I have to stand here?" he asked.

     "Only a little bit longer." his father answered. Another family came forth and bowed, so does Madara.

     "Why are we having this ball again?"

     "Because you need a bride, Madara-boy."  a bride. After he turned twenty that was all he talked about. Madara never wanted a bride. "You and I won't live forever, so you need someone to continue our family."

     "But all these girls seem boring and dull." 

     "Don't  worry, I was the same way when I was your age, but don't worry when you see her you will know, you will have that spark, you want to make the woman your bride, and you will want to protect and love her."

     "As that'll ever happen." the Uchiha prince mumbled. 

     Almost a clockwork, the spark appeared. Madara watched as a mysterious woman entered the ballroom and he couldn't keep his eyes off her. She adorned a beautiful (d/c) gown, glass slippers that looked like crystals, and (g/c) gloves that reached her elbows as her eyes sparkled like stars more than the night sky could ever own. 

     The prince was confused by his own feelings. Once he realized you came alone, which was abnormal as most came here with their parents. 

     "Madara!" his father said taking him out of his trance, seeing that another group is bowing in front of him. He quickly bowed to not seem rude. Madara saw one of the noblewomen in the family eyeing him up and down as they walked away, though he paid no mind, instead he scanned the ballroom in search of his woman. When he caught the woman, walking towards him, he got excited, his cheeks getting warmer each step as she walked towards him. 

     "Good evening, sir." she greeted, bowing.

     "G...Good evening.."  he replied. The woman then walked away, much to his disliking. He let out a sigh as the next family stepped in. The three of them late walked away but one stayed. 

     "May I dance with you?" she asked.

     "I-" 

     "That is a great idea." Madara didn't want to dance with the slug, but he didn't have a choice. He took the woman by the hand and made their way to the dance floor. 

     He placed his hand on her waist as she placed hers on her shoulders. She fluttered her eyelashes. Madara almost gave away the face of annoyance but he kept his stone-cold face. 

     The music began playing. The Uchiha prince and the sluggish woman began dancing. During the dance, his eyes scanned the ballroom looking for the mysterious woman. When the song almost ended he spotted her walking outside. As he was distracted by the woman's beauty, the one he was dancing with leaned her face in. He noticed and quickly pushed away.

     "I have to go," he said. The woman's face was a mix of annoyance and betrayal, but Madara didn't care. He made his way towards the balcony. When he was outside, he didn't like the view. It was one of the Senju, Tobirama, flirting with his woman. She was slightly blushing though she looked quite uncomfortable. 

     "Don't you have somewhere else to be, prince Tobirama?" Madara asked with a harsh tone. The Senju prince rolled his eyes.  

     "Whatever..." he said, leaving the woman and Madara.

     "Thank you... Prince Madara.." she thanked him. The prince couldn't take his eyes off her. As if she was the only person that's closest to perfect. 

     "I'm sorry if he caused you any trouble." he walked up beside her. 

     "No, no, it's fine." she stuttered, Madara looked into her eyes, feeling at peace with her. 

      "Is there anything you need, sir?" 

     "Yes, there is. Would you like to dance with me?" Madara offered his hand and her eyes expanded as a wave of bright red washed over her cheeks. 

     "S-sure..." she took his hand and they made their way back to the ball. Madara snaked his arm around her waist as she placed hers on his shoulder. He pulled her in close and started dancing.

     Madara was in paradise. This woman had his full attention. He didn't care what the other people were doing, all he cared about was her. She made him feel at peace and happy. He didn't know how long they've been dancing, he didn't care.

     They stopped dancing and just stared at each other's eyes leaning forward for a kiss, his eyes were closed, and was ready for a kiss.

     "It's midnight..." the Uchiha prince was confused, so he opened his eyes and saw her looking at the clock. The clock read 11:58. "I have to go..." the woman let go of Madara and began backing away before running. The dark-haired prince was in shock, it was as if his world was crumbling apart.

     "No! Don't leave!" he chased after her. When he made it outside all he saw was her hoping inside a white and golden carriage, before it took off. All he could do was stand there seeing the love of his life leave him. His father ordered the guards to close the gates yet the carriage was too fast. Tears fell down his face as he closed his eyes remembering those sparkling, beautiful, (e/c) eyes. 

-×-

     Madara and his father's guards when house to house looking for the woman. He didn't know her name but he knows her (e/c) eyes. Eyes specific shine that rivaled even the starry night. 

     They came across a bakery which apparently houses three daughters. He knocked on the door and a man opened it. 

     "Ah, Prince Madara..." he bowed.  "How can I help you?" 

     "I'm looking for a woman I danced with last night..." 

     "I will go get my daughters." he left to go upstairs. Madara looked around the bakery, stopped when he heard audible sobs from the closet. 

     "I'm back." Madara looked at the daughters and recognized one of them as the one he danced with last night. He looked into the first daughter's eyes as she fluttered them much to his disliking. He looked into the other sister's eye but the spark wasn't there.

     "Don't you have a third daughter?"

     "No... I don't, sorry." the owner said. But Madara knew he was lying. He walked up towards the closet where he heard sobbing earlier. His hand reached out to turn it but it appears to be locked.

     "Can you unlock this closet?" he asked, despite it being more of a command than a question.

     "Your highness, there's nothing in there but extra bread..." he replied, sweating a bit.

     "Unlock it." the man hesitantly walked over to the closet unlocking it. The door was ajar, Madara opened the rest of the way expecting anything. He saw a dim-lit candle, a blanket, and a torn-up pillow on the floor. A woman covered in dirt and bruises looked up at the sudden intruder. Madara recognizes those eyes, the (e/c) eyes that hold all the stars in the galaxy. 

     "I found you..." Madara kneeled down and began tearing. He was ecstatic to see her, he was angry and sad to see her in pain.

     "Prince... Madara?" the woman said weekly, almost inaudible. He picked her up and held her in his arms. "What's going on?" he began making his way to the front door. Before they left, Madara looked at the man and the two daughters with hatred, as if saying they'll pay for what they did to his love. 

      They got in the carriage, and he instantly scanned her for any wounds that needed immediate attention.

     "You didn't tell me your name when you ran away... May I get it now?" he asked, holding her hand in his.

     "It's (Y/n), prince Madara..."

     (Y/n)... such a beautiful name...

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