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Both Kuu and Kuon, walked through the gates leading to a massive house.
"Good morning, Lord Vidal" One woman said, in perfect French, as they walked passed her and she bowed, she was dressed in a maid costume, and she wasn't the only one that bowed to them on the way to the front door.
They were bowed to, by a total of eight people before they reached the front door.
"Let me get the door for you, my lord" A man in a Butler uniform said, opening the door for him and his 'son' and Kuu thanked the man, while he inwardly had the most horridious smile on his face.
The door was opened and he walked inside to reveal a very luxuriously designed, spacious corridor, four doors on his left and right.
"Your coat, sir" Another man in a Butler uniform said, while a woman showed up to take Kuon coat.
He took his coat off and gave it to the man who immediately went to hang it up, the man came back and said. "Is there anything I can get for you, my Lord or for the young master?"
"Well now that you mentioned it" he said, ready to milk this for everything the universe got. "Can you get me, a grande skim wet cappuccino alongside a well cooked media steak with blueberries on the side" of course he had never tried this but it sounded like a good thing to have.
"So your usual, my lord?" The man said.
My usual? He thought.
"And would the young master also like his usual as well?" The man said, looking at Kuon who looked up, blinking owlishly.
"I think he would like that. after all he is a growing boy" He said, and Kuon noded, whatever his creator said.
"Very well, my lord" the man said, before saying. "your snack with be ready for you in an hour time, Dinner will be ready at six o'clock on the dot, my lord"
"Thank you, Victor" The name just flowed out of his mouth, without him releasing it.
"No problem, sir" The man said, before he left while Kuu wondered if this was another side effect of being in a different world.
Knowing complete strangers name's, he would have to add that to list of oddities that he found himself suddenly being able to do, underneath the mystery of suddenly being able to speak French as if he was born and raised here.
He turned to Kuon and said.
"Kuon to your room and make sure you don't talk about anything, that happened in the other world and make full use of the servants at your exposal" he said, he got the feeling that the Kuon here was actually some rich brat who didn't know what it meant to live like a normal child.
And at the same time, halfway around the world, 10 year old Kuon Hizuri sneezed.
Ch 2: Accepting their new lives.
How they both know exactly where their rooms where, was a mystery both of them had yet to solve.
"And sir, this is the contracts you to sign" His apparent Personal assistant said, she had barged in through his room, the moment she heard that he was 'back', which was five minutes after he put his feet up on his bed, she gave him an earful about running away from his responsibilities.
So much for being able to do what the hell he wanted, of course there would be a catch to all of them.
She then proceeded to dump a huge stack of paper in front of him with a smile and said. "Please finish this by next week"
And in that moment he was almost wishing he was an outlaw again, at least he had no responsibilities and said. "Fine, but I want a list of all the businesses, I own"
The women gave him a blank look, obviously not expecting that and said. "Yes, sir" because no matter how close they apparently where to each other, he was still of much higher social standing than her and she had to treat him with at least some respect, plus he was also her boss.
"You may go" He said, and she left, obviously not happy about it, there was a high possibility that he would just slack off for the day and only face it when it was three days to the deadline.
The door shut and he finally got a good look at the room that was apparently his own, he could actually choose any room to sleep in the house but he apparently liked this one the best.
It was extremely spacious, the bed was not only huge but looked extremely comfortable to the eye, beside it, was a beautiful crafted wooden table and chair, above it were pictures that would have mad anybody stop and stare.
Each photo was like a timeline of his apparent life from a certain point, in the first couple of photographs, it showed him with a woman he had never seen before in his life, she had red hair and looked like the kind of person who would have no problem with throwing him out the window if he annoyed her enough.
His apparent younger self, hair was much shorter, the front wasn't long enough to fall over his eyes but it wasn't short enough to feel the wind on his head. He was always seen in a black sleeveless jacket and a red shirt, his overall appearance come off more as a rocker than a mad scientist.
And then a few more images down the line, he steady saw how the women in the picture went through her pregnancy as he got older, before she suddenly became slim once again and he held his baby boy in his arms for the first time.
Kuu decided right there and then, that this universe was just plain creepy, why did every one of them looks so creepily realistic, he saw how Kuon become a toddler, only after three pictures did the women stop being in them and his apparent younger self decided to raise Kuon by himself.
Damn, he could see it all in his head, like some kind of movie.
It was like watching somebody else's life unfold right in front of him, without the emotions attached to them which was a blessing to him.
He didn't deal with emotion, if he had emotions he would have felt remorse for all those people he dissected.
And once he finished reviewing them all, he could honestly say that this was a very convincing room, if the room wasn't big enough for him, it branched out to what looked like a small apartment.
He, grabbed first sheet on top of the stack and his eyebrow rose when he saw it was a contract for a new oil factory in America, when he was clearly in France.
Was he actually a wealthy businessman here?
Just how much did he contribute to the whole world exactly?
Just how much did his mere name weigh in this world?
And was there any fear behind it?
Well, if he was going to find out more, he would have to look through all these stacks of paper.
Just then he heard a knock at the door and tensed, out of habit, he immediately went for the nearest thing that looked like it could be a weapon but had to remind himself, he wasn't wanted here, no police men were going to bust down his door, and there was certain no dead corpse by his side for him to hide and said.
"Come in"
The door opened to revealed the man he called, Victor and in the man's hand was what he had asked for.
"Should I have come back another time? I see your very busy my Lord, I'll just put this on the table" and the man left, closing the door behind.
However even though it was covered by a silver tin, the smell couldn't be contained and it immediately hit him nose, that wonderful smell... he was on it like a lion approaching his pray.
The meat flavor burst in his mouth, the moment it touch his tongue, he didn't realise how good it felt to eat home cooked food after such a long time instead of going out to food joints to eat, until now. His tastebuds were doing a conga line on his tongue, he could taste ever little flavor that sauce and the meat were releasing onto his taste buds.
He felt like he could die happily.
It was then, he resolved that he was going to make sure, he savored every last bit of each little bite, yes he could get used to this.
#3 hours later#
A knock, was heard at the door once again and this time, he didn't go into 'I've clearly done something wrong, so I either need to deal with it or for run' mode as he calmly said.
"Come in"
The same man came in again and informed him that dinner was ready and that his son was waiting for him in the dining room, while taking the leftovers from his food, not at surprised to see there wasn't even a crum left.
"And would you like your dinner clothes, my lord?" The man said.
And he just had to say.
"Dinner clothes?"
#20 minutes later#
It turned out his 'dinner clothes' was in fact a crisp black French design suit straight from Paris, his hair was jelled back, and his shoes were imported from Italy, he had never felt so overdressed just to eat his dinner before until now.
His son, which he should start calling it, his son, or it would raise a lot of questions, was dressed mirroring himself, Kuon looked every bit, the son of the wealthy lord and he had clearly pick up some mannerism, that was expected of him within the hour as part.
For a time, the only thing that echoed in the large dinner hall was the sound of metal hitting imported China plates.
And he realized with a start, he had absolutely nothing to talk about with his apparent son, all the conversation they had in the past was pretty much him, giving a demand or order.
"We need some privacy, leave" He said, and the servants in the room immediately left, when he was sure they were all gone and not ears dropping, he turned to his son and said. "So how are you finding it here"
Instantly the 'boy' eyes lit up as said. "My bedroom is so huge, dad. It's way bigger than the tube, and everybody is so nice to me here. They brought me lots of candy and sweets, they even gave me this thing called a gameboy advance, they said it wasn't out for a couple of years but they managed to get it before anybody else did. It's was really fun even though there was only one game but it was fine. The bed was massive and It was really soft too"
"Well I'm glad you like it" He said, "Because that's room is going to be your new room from now on, so you can be as loud as you want" since he was pretty sure, the walls were thick enough so sound doesn't pass through.
"Really?" Kuon said, in shock. "So I don't have to be really quiet like before and I don't have to go into a tube?"
"You don't have to be quiet here, and there will be no tube" He said, "I want you to get used to your new life while I get used to mine, as soon as I'm settled in. I will be calling a Tutor, after all children your age need to get a proper education."
"I'm a child?" Kuon said, wondering if a child was behind him, he always thought he was just a product of his creators dissections, that was what the man told him all the time.
"Well, your not a child in body" He said, "But the world itself believes you're a human and not a product of my experimentation. The world believes you as nothing more than a child, a boy in fact, and I have no intention of correcting that since it would cause problems, from today onwards you will be my child and to you, I will be your father"
"You'll be my father?" Kuon said, processing the new information.
"From now on you will address me as Father, my name to the world is Gérald Vidal but I will be better known to this world as Lord Vidal" He said, "And you" pointing to his apparent son. "Whenever somebody asks for your name, you will answer the name 'Kuon Vidal', son of Lord Vidal. You were born and raised in France. Do you understand?"
And Kuon said.
"Yes, father"
And scene!
So yeah, I made this into a story, next chapter,Kuon tutor arrives and the man is amazed by the little boy beside him, a few years pass before he's allowed to attend school with the other children from rich and prominent families and gets mistaken for a girl on his first day. Review/ fav and follow!