[AN] So, I decided I'd update this and add to it. So this is the first chapter, and the second one might be coming soon. Please leave a review of what you think, and I'd love it if you'd follow and favorite. Thank you! :)
Levi sighed as he stared out the window, looking down at the fuzzy trees below, being blurred out by the window screen stuck to the glass with fresh rain. His hand ghosted along the cool glass.
He wished so badly, so badly just to go outside in the rain. Enjoy a little fun, a little foolishness. Even if it meant getting his clothes wet, he'd get to see a rainbow.
He leaned his head forward and plopped his chin in his palm. His eyes lazily scraped across the barely fathomable images that blurred by. He could catch sight of trees, cars, and a few very distant people.
He was aware, he's always been, of the fact that he is not allowed outside unless it is a special event, for the public would immediately swarm him. They've done so since he was a child. He wouldn't be able to live normally, even if he were to do all but change his name. The public would still stalk him, still pry him of his personal information, still follow his every move, still find everything he does of newsworthy importance.
He let out another sigh as his eyelids drooped closed. He didn't want to have to deal with this. This life. This burden of being known worldwide, and having absolutely zero personal life, whether he wants it or not. Whether his greedy uncle wants it or not. They have it now.
He stood, the screech of the chair he pushed back with his legs echoing through the quiet room. This house was always quiet. Almost every room was so big it held an echo, almost every room didn't have enough furniture to actually look used, they had too many bed and bathrooms for the number of people living there, and they had too much room in the house overall. So much so that one could go an entire day without seeing another patron of the house.
He wished with everything he had in him that he could have a normal live, go to a normal school, eat dinner with his family (Though it is a small one), just live like a human being without mounting stress and pressure on their young shoulders.
He pushed the chair back into its proper place at the desk. The lighting in the room was dim, but he could see well enough. He turned and walked toward the large oak door that was his bedroom door. It swung open with a slight creak, a noise that still annoys Levi.
He walked down a long hall with a tall ceiling, the oversized heel of his dress shoes clicking on the tile floor with every stride.
The, once again, large doors of the dining hall were pushed open much smoother than Levi's bedroom door, only for him to be greeted by a long, empty table.
He grimaced as he walked toward the obnoxiously long table. He never sees his uncle at dinner or almost any time at all. And when he is eating dinner with him, it's like he's not even there. This table is literally so long that two people could eat at it and not even notice the other is there. But Levi feels that he did this on purpose. That he doesn't even want to be near him. That he frequents working late in his bedroom or in the office, because he'd rather avoid him.
The thought made his stomach churn, almost making him lose whatever appetite he had. He sighed as his body fell into a velvet upholstered chair. He didn't even have to make his own food.
Levi's hands ran through his hair as he stared out his window, once again sitting in the top room of the large mansion like a bird at its perch. Except, he was a bird with clipped wings. All freedom was completely dissolved in his life. He couldn't even leave his house. This house couldn't even be considered that. It was a castle. It especially helps that it was built in the victorian era, only making it look more like it houses royalty.
These houses are rare upon the modern times, so it's no wonder this house gets so much attention as it is, with many people observing and photographing it from afar, not even realizing the Ackerman's lived there.
He sighed as his thoughts roamed back to that disdained subject. He is royalty. Which means he is expected to act like. But he doesn't want to have to. He doesn't want to live up to the standards of the king, who's expectations are higher than the ceilings.
He scoffed at that while standing from the window seat. He pulled open the window with a loud creak, cringing at the disgruntling noise. He plopped back down onto the upholstered bench set directly in front of the window and grabbed a round red pillow previously sitting behind him and plopped it into his lap.
He inhaled a relaxing breath of fresh air, his tense muscles loosening just slight. He was tense because he wanted to speak with the king, currently locked away in his study, about their current situation. Specifically his schooling. He has always longed for a regular life in a regular school. However, he's always had the opposite. He has always been in a private school and been treated completely different from a regular child for the entirety of his life.
His chin fell into his palm as he stared out at the damp landscape, still wet from the earlier rain. The dew covered trees glimmered in the low light of the moon as the night drew near, the sun almost completely hidden amidst the horizon.
His eyes lazily panned across the landscape as his mind reeled with how to address the question on his mind, as he knew the king does not fair well to agreeing or losing an argument. After all, Levi must treat him with respect, and honor. He never talks back to him, or poses an argument, so, he believed the king would not take well to this.
He abruptly stood and walked over to his king-size bed sitting in the centre of the room. He plopped himself down onto it and let out a tired sigh. His mind was still awake but he at least had to try to get some sleep. He let out another heavy, tired sigh as he stood again.
He quickly pulled off all his clothes and neatly folded them in stacks on his dresser to be worn or washed at another time. He slipped into some silk pajama's and pulled back the duvet to his bed. He laid under the heavy, warm covers and pulled them up to his chin.
Levi's eyes slowly opened. He hadn't slept much but he'd estimate that he got about four hours. He groaned as he threw the covers off him, rubbing his temples in frustration and the lack of sleep. He was still tired but stirred in the bed upon a strange sound.
"Ugh, what is that?" he asked irritably as he shuffled around in the bed, his hand dropping back to his side. His eyes widened in shock as he saw a small feathered creature perched on his window sill. His open window sill. He forgot to close it the night before.
He inwardly scolded himself for his stupidity and forgetfulness as he climbed out of bed, armed with the duvet that he held up in front of his chest. He ran up to the small white bird, padding lightly across the plush carpeted floor.
He shouted slightly and tried to shoo the bird away and out the window. "Yah! Yah! Get outta here, shoo!" He tried to usher the bird out the window manually, by using the duvet, but the bird simply jumped up and flew into the room, disgruntled by his shouting and general presence.
"You're a terrible house guest!" he shouted at the unwanted creature as it flew in circles near the ceiling of his bedroom. He growled lowly and dropped the duvet to his floor. He ended up running around in circles, jumping periodically, and waving his arms wildly above his head, trying to scare the bird out. He would add sporadic shouts, but that didn't seem to help any more than the jumping and flailing.
Finally, he stopped. He was completely out of breath and panting. His hands dropped to his knees as he struggled to regain his breath and energy. The bird decided that now was a good time to leave, and headed toward the window. It flew out quickly and left Levi's view.
He groaned loudly as he fell to the ground in a sitting position, sitting on his calves. "Stupid bird," he muttered as he stood and walked to the window. He leaned out it placing his hands on the window sill and lifted his left knee, putting it on the small window bench.
"And stay out!" he yelled, fully aware that the bird couldn't hear nor understand him. He growled slightly as he leaned back into the building, grabbing the top rail of the window. He was about to slam it closed in a violent manner, but something, or rather, someone, caught his attention.
He paused in his movements to stare out the window down at the still damp road. A young girl with strawberry blonde shoulder length hair walked next to a taller young man with curly blond jaw length hair. The man was taller than the girl, but he could tell that she was a short girl with a petite frame. They both had backpacks slung over their shoulders. The man appeared to be talking to her about something or other.
Levi realized they must be going to the high school nearby. He could see the girl laugh at something the guy said. She walked close to him as their faces were no longer in view. Levi grimaced as he slammed the window shut.
He turned around and walked over to his wardrobe against the wall directly across from his bed. He opened the doors and pulled out a nice shirt, pants, and an overcoat. He tossed them onto the bed and quickly pulled off his silk pajamas, neatly folding them away, and then getting dressed in his nice clothes he set out on the bed.
His mind was made up.