Yuuki's POV

I sat on my bed and buttoned up my silk green pajamas. I love dark green. It reminds me of nature. In fact, My hotel bedroom had been painted that color. Generally, you aren't allowed to paint it, but since I've been in this room for so long they loosened the rules. The crown molding was a bright silver, and my curtains are a glittery fabric of the same shade. Lee-Chan was folding my school uniform, which I has just washed, on my chair for Monday. We liked to have a head start on things.

"Yuuki, do you know who that guy was from this afternoon?" Lee-Chan was careful not to ask the question too flatly, even though she was a very curious person. Or, was it a curious Shugo Chara? Whatever. I answered, "Well, I sit next to him in class. He never said his name though. It doesn't matter to me though. Men are vile, and they aren't worth talking to. Right?" I'm a lot more carefree with my words when I'm alone. I don't need friends when I have Lee-Chan instead. I learned that a long time ago.

When I was about seven, my parents sold me to a bunch of perverts for 20 bucks. 20 dollars and your daughter is taken away from you. We weren't even poor. They drove me into an old Gas station and kept me there for almost a year before I escaped. It was awful. I just can't describe it. When I got away, the people who had raped me were sentenced to 10 years in prison. My parents tried to get me back, but they lost custody and I was put into the government's care. Orphanages were really full so they couldn't take me in. Instead I went to Japan, upon my request. I didn't want to be anywhere near my old family. I hate them. So, now the government people pay for everything, and I get to live alone in a freaking huge hotel suite! Somehow I had managed to avoid the subject of school for almost 10 years.

Still, I couldn't keep myself from thinking about that boy. Blue-violet eyes, like the midnight sky. Cocky smile, like that of a cat. Do cats even smile? Come to think of it, doesn't he have a shugo chara too? Yoru, I think. He did kinda resemble a cat. Definitely a stray. So, pervy boy's would-be self is a horny stray? Go figure.

"Did you get a new bouquet of roses again, Yuuki?" questioned Lee-chan. "Yeah, they are on the dresser." I replied. I reached out to grab a flower. I placed it closer to my face, letting its spicy aroma waft up to my nose. I smiled. This was another part of my life. I always sleep with a rose in my hands. If I don't my nightmares will come back. It's because I love "Sleeping Beauty." Aurora the rose, the ideal maiden. But, my prince charming doesn't exist. So I will just have to wake up on my own.