Summary: It's hard to believe that it all started with a simple note. Just one little piece of paper had the power to turn his life upside down, for better or worse, it has yet to be decided. Eventual Shounen-ai/Yaoi, Pairing undecided.

Disclaimer: Un-betaed so sorry for any missed grammar mistakes and any OOC-ness but since they're not originally my characters that's bound to happen. Like everybody else writing fanficts . . I DON'T own Kurobasu and never will! -_-

Warnings: No real warnings, just that this chapter is going to be in the prospective of the letter writer; a back-story for him, so to speak I guess.

AN: Thank you all so much for the favs/follows/reviews!

Okay, well here's the first (well, technically the second) chapter of this story.

~Chapter 1 - Like Yesterday~

He had it all: looks, money, fame, and intelligence. Everything that anybody could possible want in life he had at his disposal. He was respected and admired my many; either out of fear or pure admiration, or perhaps some of both. It has always been that way for as long as he could remember.

He had always been brilliant with a wisdom far beyond his years and people flocked to him due this this coupled with his natural charisma and charm; and he used what he was born with to its fullest to get what he wanted. He could easily get anything with a little effort or with a simple request; yet want he really wanted, or better yet who he wanted, he couldn't obtain.

They met by coincidence one day, not that long ago...

Everyday, that same thing. Day end and day out the same mundane tasks, same tiring routine.

Constantly being surrounded by many people on a daily basis that would gladly act on any order or request that he may give just in the hopes of getting acknowledged had become boring long ago. They're all the same to him, just faceless beings that happen to appear into his day just to blend into the background just as fast. They may appear different, but they all wear the same fake smiles plastered on their faces with some kind of fear or hope shining in their eyes, and pre-rehearsed compliments in their arsenal that have been said as many times as they've been heard, that they have soon lost all meaning and have become just as meaningless as the people who uttered them.

Oh, how he wished for something to come and change this routine, to make life seem more like life should; unpredictable, exciting, and worth living.

And then one day by chance the something, or more precisely someone, that he had been waiting so long for finally came and shaken up the very foundation of the life that he had grown so accustomed to. But what made it worse was that he had no control over the situation. He would never meet this person again, as their encounter was just a fleeting crossing of their paths that seem to had never been ment to cross and will never have the chance to do so again in this life, or at least that is how it would have been if he didn't have anything to say on the matter.

Finally finding the one person that would not heed to his every word was refreshing and this boy, no man, would do so with out a second thought. He was not deterred just by the mention of his name or the commanding aura that seemed to constantly surround him and it was befuddling to him.

When he was around him it was refreshing. No matter how brief the time together was he just couldn't forget this person. To just be able to appear into his life and then disappear just as easily and not spare him a second thought was unreal, and disappointing to say the least. While he could only stop and stare at that retreating back while he was plagued with thoughts and questions, a curiosity that no one else has been able to arise in him.

Who was this person?

Why did they behave so? Did they just not care about him?

What would it take to make him behave like the others? To have him bend to his every whim.

Does he really want him to act like the others?

Were all the questions and more that appeared in his mind demanding answers, answers that he was unable to give. That's right he couldn't and didn't have the answers. That was a first for him; not being able to have the answers that he so desperately wants the most. Maybe that was another quality of the man he was attracted to. The seemingly unintentional ability to pique his interest and yet not have to do a thing.

And there that person goes on. They might have been strangers, but there has to be no way that he was the only one affected, the only one to feel anything form their short encounter. He who has always prided himself on not getting easily attached to people. He who was often called 'cold' and 'heartless' by his colleagues; had his curiosity piqued by somebody he has yet to formally meet. Somebody who is by far seemingly not special, in fact the exact opposite. There is absolutely nothing about this person that stood out, he was completely plain. From his apparent blank expression he wore on his face, to the simple clothes he wore, he just seemed to fade into the background like he was not even really there in the first place.

But what was it about this person that he found so interesting and the mere thought of them could make him even more intrigued?

Maybe he should just forget and move on...or he could find out more about this mysterious stranger and find out why he was able to rouse his curiosity so easily.

AN: This is the first time I'm attempting to post a multi-chapter fanfic, so please bear with me. I'm sorry if anything is confusing, I'll try to clear things up in future chapters or I might come back and edit some details later.

Thank you for reading and if there's anything you like/don't like or if there's a character you would like to appear or be paired please do so!