I knocked on the door, the huge door I thought that was as tall as the Tokyo Tower. As soon as I decided to go back to the taxi and say the door wasn't opening, the door cracked open and made a loud creaking sound. I decided to go in, I waved to the taxi driver Goodbye and Thank You. I stepped into the huge mansion and saw everything literally marble and a nice, long Victorian carpet showing me the way through the mansion.
I feel like I'm going to be sick, I mean, who the heck is this filthy rich? What does he or she do for a living? I would most likely have to be a really famous actress or something. I stood there for who knows how long, dumbfounded. I slowly started walking, and I saw a boy on a Victorian couch. Almost everything is Victorian here. I touched the boy's shoulder to wake him up from his deep sleep, you have to admit. He looked kind of cute just laying there. "Excuse me-" I couldn't finish. He was ice-cold, I checked his arm and neck for ANY sign of a heart beat. None.
I ran to my bag and searched for my phone, next thing I know I felt a force pull me back. I look down and found myself on someone's lap, I looked back. It was the boy! He's actually alive?! "Um... Excuse me sir. Are you ok?" he smiled. He put his lips on my ears and spoke "I'm the least of your worry's." His voice was husky like, it was so freaking SEXY!
He pushed me down on the couch and started kissing the nape of my neck, I moaned. He laughed. I started kicking and fighting back, but he was strong. Really strong, his hands were in a firm grip. My hands were above my head, I screamed. With one of his hands he covered my mouth, I bite his hand. And he flinched. "What do you think you're doing? Idiot!" and stopped kissing my neck and was so close to my face, I could smell his minty breath. "Come now Pancake. Don't be that way." His face was serious now, he looked at the other side of the couch, I did the same. There was another young man standing with his arms folded, his purple hair combed nicely, and he pushed his glasses back up to the bridge of his nose. I wiggled free and ran behind the other man. "And who might you be?" I blinked. He didn't know why I was here? Didn't my father explain anything to these people? "My name is Yui Komori, my father said that he called and said I will be living with you for now on." he stared at me and faced the red haired boy who was sexually harassing me. "If you desire to do anything like that again, I suggest you do it in your room. Ayato." Really? That's all he says? No 'Oh! I'm sorry Miss for what he just did to you.'
Ayato just looked at me as if I was dinner, I tried my best not to look into his eyes. I can't believe I'm living with HIM!