"Sara when will you stop being an embarrassment to me!?"

"I'm sorry father, I don't mean to be…" I tried to sound as apologetic as I can, but I just can't. I had nothing to be sorry for. Why should I be sorry for being who I am and not the perfect puppet to glorify his disgusting image?

"I wanted you to be a good little doll and impress Ouri for me and you couldn't even do that..." He placed his hand on my cheek and caressed it gently… before slapping me hard snapping my head to the side.

I couldn't hold it back anymore hot tears spilled from my eyes. I couldn't hold back the tears from falling, it just did. I hated the man in front of me with all my heart. Why did my father have to invoke such feelings from me? I shouldn't be thinking of killing him… but I can't stop these thoughts.

"What did I tell you about showing weakness? You poor pathetic excuse of a Pureblood?"

"Sorry." I mumbled, I mentally commanded myself to stop the useless tear flow. After all what was the point of crying anyway? It only served to embarrass me more and enrage him further.

XXX

Father went off somewhere; apparently he's going to handle some business with Toma's family regarding the little incident at the party. I hope he avenges me but I doubted it. My father would most likely just try to come to an agreement with Toma's parents to keep their son's mouth shut.

I'm so bored, I knew my father wouldn't return anytime soon, he took every little chance he have to escape from dealing with me. Good riddance I say. I wanted something to do but I had no friends. Being a Pureblood I was secluded from both humans and vampires and I had no siblings so loneliness was to be expected. Hmm maybe I should find out more about this Takuma…Give him a proper thank you for helping me.

"Do you know where the Ichijou residence is?"

"Yes Sara-sama."

"Good then take me to him."

"Yes Sara-sama, but your father sai-"

"I don't care what he says; if he finds out I'll take full responsibility. Now take me to him."

XXX

"Hello Sara-sama!" The cheerful blonde greeted me bowing in respect. How cute I bet his grandfather told him to be on his best behavior once he found out I was coming.

"What brings you here?"

"I didn't have time to properly thank you"

"Ohh aha it's nothing really!"

"No I got you punished didn't I?"

I bit my lip nervously. It was a whole new territory for me to have a prolonged conversation with someone.

"Yeah, but it was the right thing to do."

His face looked thoughtful for a moment. I wasn't sure what to make of it. Before I could utter another word he pulled me close to him. I could feel his breath hit my ear causing me to blush. Wait…blush? His physical body is that of a child! That's disgusting! Why would I blush?

"To be honest my grandfather hates Purebloods anyway, so I didn't get that severe of a punishment, he just told me to not provoke them anymore." He whispered lowly.

"You obey your grandfather loyally, am I correct?"

"Of course I do! Why wouldn't I?"

I felt my heart twist. So he would just end up like the rest of the world. Hating and preying on me...just because I'm a Pureblood.

"So do you hate me then? You realize I am a Pureblood right…" My angry tone surprised even me. I don't usually let my emotion slip regardless of the situation.

"Of course not"

"Why not, I told you I'm a Pureblood."

"But you gave me no reason to hate you. I respect my grandfather but that doesn't mean I share his beliefs."

"Oh."

Was my dumbfounded response. To be honest I didn't know what to say to that. On one hand I felt happy that I wasn't the only one being forced into being someone I'm not. On the other hand I felt jealous that he can be himself and make decisions for himself, while I'm stuck being the puppet of my own father.

"Say would you like some tea? I'm very good at it if I do say so myself." His enthusiastic smile actually made me giggle. What a stupid reaction.

"Well show me what you can do."

He insisted on serving the tea himself, but he ended up tripping over his own feet, spilling the tea on me by accident. I expected him to apologize to me profusely like how my servants would. But he just ended up giving me this stupid laugh. I couldn't help but laugh with him.

"So how'd you like it?"

He remade the tea and this time served it perfectly. I was impressed to say the least. However I was nervous to take a sip. I wasn't much of a tea person and I didn't want to disappoint his puppy eyes if I voiced my opinion on it. But thankfully it was actually really good.

"This is…This is wonderful." I finally manage to find my voice after being overwhelmed by the wonderful taste.

"I'm glad you like it!"

He once again smiled. I liked that about him. His smiles are real. So easily happy…Unlike me. His carefree attitude and happiness is something I could never have. And for some reason I wanted to take that away from him. I wanted him to feel the misery I felt. I want to rip that smile right off his face and show him the reality of life. But at the same time it would hurt me… It would hurt me to watch his beautiful smile distort into a sad crying form. I couldn't imagine him being sad.

We did a myriad of things together, things I once thought I'd be too old to do. He insisted on me reading this fighting manga which I showed no interest in. But he continued on anyway. Not worrying about impressing me. Something drastically different from the rest of the people I met.

I really enjoyed my time with him. It was the only time I felt like I'm being treated as someone alive and not an object to be worshipped or used.

"I have to go now."

Sadness in my voice. I didn't want to leave, I didn't remember the last time I felt this happy. The happiness of friendship. Something I never enjoyed in my life before. And feared I would never experience it again. But I had to go or else I would face severe punishment if my father found out about my little adventure.

"Aw. Well it's a lot of fun hanging out with you."

He smiled once again. Seriously does he never not smile? I want to see him sad, just once; I want to see him depressed like me. I will make it happen, mark my words.

"I like you Takuma, I do hope we can meet again someday."

He blushed; he was so cute when he blushed...I would remember that face forever. For it would be years before I could finally see him so close in person again…

XXX

When my father finally returned home his face was filled with anger.

"What's wrong father?" I asked, worried that he found out I disobeyed his command.

"Asato told me you've been talking to his brat. Do you know he's a Royalblood? He's beneath us!"

My father roared like a wild beast as he slapped me across the room. I've never felt so powerless before.

"Not only did you disobey my command but you associated yourself with someone beneath us and treated him as an equal!"

A clawed whip materialized in his hand. I sobbed as I felt the metal ripped into my flesh.

I cried a lot that night. But it wasn't because of the physical pain that my father had caused me but the reality of the fact that my own life no longer belonged to me.