I remember that day, remember it well. I remember it just as well as the day I first met those violet eyes. It was those eyes that twinkled whenever they saw me, brightening with excitement as their owner called my name, "Akira!" He greeted me that day just as he had any other, only his eyes looked sad. "Tamaki, what's the matter?"

His smile immediately dropped, he had a slight look of surprise about him, "Wh-what makes you-"

"Tamaki." I placed my hand on top of his. He looked into my eyes for a moment, before relaxing back into a smile.

"Well, my grandmother has contacted me. Although the situation of my birth isn't ideal, I am the only heir to the Suoh fortune. She and I made an agreement."

My heart sank, "Wh-wat kind of agreement."

He didn't look at me, he slid his hand free of mine and rubbed the back of his head. "My mother will receive full financial stability. In return I will live in Japan with my father, and I won't be able to have any contact with her whatsoever."

Although his blonde locks were hiding his eyes, I saw them twinkling at their corners. As he blinked a tear streamed down his cheek. "Oh, Tamaki," I wrapped my arms around him, embracing his slender frame. Tears had escaped my own eyes as my mind raced.

"No one has seen or heard from her since last night," he said as he returned my embrace, "I know this is selfish of me to say, Akira; but ven though I know she's alive, I feel like I've lost my mother aswell."

When he said that I froze. My mother, like Tamaki's, came from wealth. She earned her ownadulthood by designing the latest fashion trends that Paris was known for. Our mothers were best friends, hence why Tamaki and I had known each other our entire lives. My mother died a month before. While I had lost her then I had lost her love long before. She left me with an abusive stepfather, but Tamaki knew none of this. The circumstances of his birth and his mothers health were enough of a burden for him to bear. Just having him near me and seeing him everyday was enough. But now I would lose him too.

"Akira!" I heard him yell as he shook me. I had become lost in my thoughts and had completely tuned him out. He looked at me worried. I touched my cheek to find it wet with my own tears. "Akira, are you okay?"

He gently wiped away my tears, but this only provoked more to take their place. "I can't lose you too Tamaki."

His eyes widdened with shock, "Akira... I'm sorry."

I couldn't look at him, while I shouldn't have I put my own selfish thoughts before his. I got up and ran, leaving him yellling, "Akira!"

I ran back to my estate, ignoring the maid as she greeted me. I ran to my bathroom and locked the door behind me. I sat on the floor leaning against the door for hours, staring at the ceiling. It took the maids just as long to realize where I was. I ignored them as they tried to get me to come out. They knew what my stepfather had done to me, and only then showed concern if I was in the right mind Until that moment. I ignored Tamaki's calls, eventually throwing my phone against the wall to silence it.

The entire time I thought about what the my stepfather, Akio, had done. The consequence of his actions lead to my mothers hatred towards me. He only married her for her money. That was all he ever wanted. As I sat there I thought, 'Why not give it to him?'

"Miss Akashia?!"

"Milady Please open the door!"

"You've been locked in there all night!"

I heard the servants speak, but it sounded as though they were shouting underwater. I stood and walked to the cabinet over the sink. They continued to beg me to come out as I opened the cabinet and took out a bottle. "Miss Akira, what are you doing?!" I heard them start to bash against the door. "I'm getting an ax," one of the male servants said, but it didn't phase me.

As I took hold of the bottles lid, I heard the front door bashed open.

"AKIRA!"

"Master Tamaki?!"

'Tamaki,' I thought, 'you, can't see me like this.' I struggled to open the bottle. As I finally did, Tamaki kicked down the door startling me. I dropped the bottle, spilling the tablets across the floor. "NO," I cried rushing to gather them.

Tamaki grabbed and restained me, "AKIRA STOP WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING!?"

I struggled and sobbed as he kept me held tight. The maids called the paramedics while the butlers cleared the door to make room. Eventually I stopped struggling and fell into him, sobbing. He turned me so I was facing him, holding my head to his chest. When I finally calmed down, I told him everything.

Akio was arrested, and to his grandmothers discontent, he took me with him to Japan. On that day he saved my life, he promised to protect me. I remember it well.