(This will not be a Y/N fanfic, it is set around a specific character with specific characteristics. I still suggest reading.)
Chapter one: Your Savior
Your name is Miyamoto Nanao, you were born in Himeji, Japan born January 3rd 1991. You are beautiful, long soft, straight black hair, bright green eyes, clear and soft skin, you were five feet and five inches tall, healthy weight, you had medium fair skin. Yet you had no lover your whole life. When you were around 16 years old you moved to Tokyo in which you found a good school and job. You have your own apartment living with no one else but a small black cat.
You wake up one morning to terrified screaming, bombs and demonic screeches. You look out your window to be snatched out of it by a flying demon. You began screaming for help as a helicopter shot it down you landed on it, keeping you from getting hurt. You looked up to see another one, another beastly monster, on top of a car, it flew over on top of you, screeching. Covering your face, looking up a sharp object goes through its face almost hitting you. It gets yanked away and it is tossed the opposite direction of you. A large man with a mask covering the lower part of his face, terrifyingly large muscles, wearing a hooded shirt showing off his arms, dark pants and boots, and gloves with leather straps. He had the blade that went through the demons face on a chain, in his hands, hanging down by his sides, and those bright orange eyes… all orange. You covered yourself, shaking, knowing death was coming, no way to get out of it, no way to fight back, you cannot out run him, doomed for death. Your last thought is how it would end, spear to the head? Punches and kicks until death? The unspeakable done to you? No, none of that, his hand grabbed yours pulling you up and then lifting you off the ground. Clutching on his arm, tears rolling down your face. The man kicked down the door to a house, looked for a bedroom and set you on the bed, he left and shut the door behind him. You fell asleep on the bed. You dreamt of the figure, you desired him, he saved you, so how could you not? On top of that such a nice body, you could only imagine how his real face looked. Hoping you could see him once again.