The color white has always been synonymous with purity and virtue. When you need to convince that your affections are straight from the heart and are as pure as virgin snow, use a white rose. But there are more hidden meanings in a white rose than meets the eye.


"Tsunbaru look!"she called.

"Tch. Stop calling me that." It was so irritating. Yet I have this weird feeling every time she calls me that.

"Hehe. Look. Isn't it pretty?"she said, holding up the white rose. What an idiot. She was holding it by its stem, near its thorns. Doesn't she know she could get-

"Ouch!" Just as I predicted. She pricked her finger. "Baka. Now you hurt yourself."

Instead of being angry or sad, like most troublesome women would, she smiled. "I can either complain because the roses have thorns, or I could be happy 'cuz the thorns have roses."

Why does she keep saying things like that? Always making me feel this way. I couldn't take it anymore.

I grabbed her hand, pulling her against my chest. One arm around her waist, the other pulling down her sleeve, exposing her unmarked shoulder. Then I bit her. She winced, but didn't scream.

After a while, I stopped. My lips lingering on her skin. "Do you hate me now?" Of course she does. Why wouldn't she? Even my brothers didn't make any attempt to do what I just did. I have just tainted her. I'm horrible, I'm a monster, I-

"No." What? "I'll chose to love you. Hate is too heavy a burden for me to bear." She flashed her smile again. A beautiful and sweet smile. Like her. Innocent, pure and sincere.

From the moment she arrived here, I wanted to make her mine. But I didn't want to taint her. Not like my bastard of a father, tainting his White Rose, breaking her.

No. By marking her, I am claiming her. She won't be harassed by my brothers. I am protecting her. She is my precious White Rose and I will be her thorns. I will protect her.


Yippee. I finished my beloved Subaru's story.

So dear readers, who do u think I should do next?