I do not claim anything.

If you're wondering why I deleted my original story, it is because I realized I had a lot of mistakes within the story itself. So I decided to redo it. It's still the same basic idea, just... different.

However, nothing's really that different in this chapter.

Hope you enjoy!

I stepped off of the train, looking around. This was my first time in Japan... I looked down at my pamphlet, frowning. I wished I could've come on simpler terms.

"Madam, shouldn't we be getting out of the way of the other people?" my butler, Marcus, asked, gently pushing on my back. I took a few steps forward, not looking up from my paper.

"It's almost midnight," Marcus said, looking at the near-full moon, "we should hurry and get you to your new home." I glanced at him. "Our new home," I corrected, "and I told you, don't call me Madam while we're not around the other fawning servants. Just call me by my name – Aria." I started walking, Marcus following, carrying my bags.

"Yes, Miss Aria," he muttered, looking at the ground.

"Ah, you're forgiven, so don't make that face," I said with a chuckle, "Come on, we're keeping the dorm-mates waiting." I took my backpack from Marcus and started

running.

Marcus puffed behind me, carrying my larger suitcase. He was my butler ever since I was newborn, almost fifteen years ago. He was 22 at the time. Now he's 37, and is a very handsome person. Whenever we go out somewhere, he's always being hit on. He has pale skin, with chocolate brown hair and large green eyes. He doesn't even look that old. He looks like he's around twenty-five or something. His hair fell around his ears, and curled inwards slightly. His facial expressions are normally hard to read, but since I have been stuck with him for my entire life, I knew how to read him.

I was laughing, running with all my might. And yet Marcus somehow kept up with me. We ended up right in front of the dorm, with minutes to spare before midnight.

I looked over at Marcus, smiling. "We're here, finally," I said, gazing into his familiar face. For the first time, I noticed his forehead was wrinkled with worry. "What's wrong?" I asked. He shook his head. "After you," he said, gesturing to the door.

I opened the door and took a step inside. Two teenagers were sitting on the couch by the door. The girl had long red hair with brown eyes. She had the air of a commander around her, as if she had been giving orders her entire life. The boy had light blonde hair so light it almost looked gray. He had a bandage over his eyebrow as if he had been in a fight recently. His eyes were a dark gray, and had the light of a person who could be an older brother.

"Good evening," Marcus said, stepping in behind me and shutting the door behind him. "Good evening," the girl with red hair replied, "You're quite... late. We didn't expect you to arrive so late." Marcus frowned. "Forgive us," he said with a bow, "the train was delayed."

I nodded, yawning. "Forgive me, it's time for Miss Aria to fall asleep," Marcus said, pushing me gently on the back. I was too exhausted to protest. He pushed me up the stairs and into my new room. I dropped my bag and collapsed on the bed, and I was out in seconds.

I awoke the next morning with the sun shining in the window. I glanced around at my nearly-empty room. I don't need much, just a desk and my school stuff on top of it. I stood up, stretching. Marcus was probably in a different room. So I quickly changed into decent clothes and walked down the stairs.

"Good morning," I said, yawning as I walked into the kitchen. "School starts in two days," Marcus commented, handing me some breakfast. I quickly ate the ham and eggs that Marcus had prepared for me.

The girl from yesterday walked in as I handed my empty plate to Marcus. "Sorry for the lack of introduction yesterday," I stated with a smile, "I am Arianna Emmerson. Just call me Aria." Marcus nodded from the sink. "I am her butler, Marcus," he introduced himself. "I am Mitsuru Kirijo," the girl stated, "it's nice to meet you both." I smiled softly. At least she was polite.

"Is there anything you needed to do, Emmerson?" Mitsuru asked. "No, Senpai," I replied, "I was just planning on going around the town with Marcus, see what this town has to offer for sake of entertainment."

Mitsuru chuckled. "Very well," she said, "I'll be here if you need me." She went up the stairs to her room. Marcus went up the stairs as well, obviously to change out of his suit. He came down later in a pair of jeans with holes in the knees and a red tee. We then went out of the dorm, me carrying my wallet in my pocket.

We stopped by the mall to check out the stores. There wasn't really anything that interested me... but Marcus was all about the cafe and the music store. While he was shopping for CDs, I wandered, basically just people watching. I sat on a bench, looking around. I suddenly got the feeling that I was being watched. I turned to look, and I saw a mysterious guy... wearing a maroon knee-length jacket with a hat that covered his eyes. I just stared at him as a crowd passed by. Once the crowd passed, the boy vanished.

"Oh, Miss Aria," Marcus walked up to me, carrying a bag from the music store, "There you are. Please don't wander off like that, Miss, I nearly died of fright." I glanced back at him, eyebrow raised. "You can't really 'die of fright'," I told him, "it's nearly impossible..." I glanced back to where that boy was. Why did he seem like he was staring at me...?

"What are you looking at?" Marcus asked, following my gaze. "Oh, nothing," I replied hurriedly, standing. "Let's go back, shall we?" I hurried towards the door, Marcus following with a confused expression. But my mind wasn't worried about the time. MY mind was only on the boy... what was making me so curious about him? Why was he so interested in me? ...for some reason, I wanted to see him again. But why...?