When he first saw the manor, he was awestruck. The manor was glorious, beautiful, perfect, and he was going to live there. Looking at the manor now, he could see none of the charm he'd seen back then. The beauty had been sapped away by the cruelty of its owner. He shuddered just thinking about him.
Tohma Seguchi was the coldest, most sadistic bastard he'd ever met. When he first met Tohma, he was fooled by the fake smile on that pretty face. All too soon, he learned of Tohma's true nature. That day stood out clearly in his mind.
He couldn't sleep, so he decided to play the piano to relax himself. He didn't notice Tohma in the shadows until Tohma spoke.
"You play the piano excellently."
"I try." He said, turning his back on Tohma. Tohma approached him and gripped his shoulder tightly.
"I paid you a compliment," Tohma growled. "The least you could do is thank me graciously."
The boy turned to face Tohma, and flinched away at the angry expression on Tohma's face. He said nothing; Tohma slapped him harshly across the face.
"Thank me!" Tohma exclaimed with a mad look in his eyes.
"Thank you." He said shakily, with tears forming in his brown eyes.
"Very good." Tohma smirked as he let of the shoulder and walked out of the door.
He let the tears glide down his pale face. He'd always thought Tohma was a nice person that would never hurt him. That was the first time Suguru Fujisaki saw his cousin's true nature, but it wouldn't be the last.
