One Year And Four Months Ago (From Chapter 1)

Kiku moved the marker over the white surface. Not paying attention to what he was doing he continue to doodle. Due to his constant habit of drawing on the white walls of his prison the white coats had given him a whiteboard and some markers. And recently paper was added to the drawer of his bedside table. He put down the marker and picked up another.

He heard the door open as he finished the painting. He looked up to see the male white coat come in with his food. He blinked as the white coat praised him for having done such a beautiful piece of art. He just nodded and the white coat left, presumably to take the rest of the food to the other prisoners.

He reached out and took the mug of steaming hot chocolate that had been left there. He sipped from it as he looked at the abstract painting that he had drawn on the white board. Then after eating what had been brought (after inspecting it of course) he took out a piece of paper and carefully copied the drawing onto the sheet. Then he grabbed the color pencils that had been brought and he colored it. He smiled at his finished work before putting it away in the drawer of his bedside table.

He sighed as he looked outside for a moment. Then he turned grabbed the flowers (that had once more been replaced) from the flowerpot and began plucking the petals once more. After finishing he stood and scattered the petals throughout the room. The male white coat had been right. The petals from the past couple of days were still scattered throughout the floor.

Parts of the floor were also covered with shredded paper. That was because they had tried to stop him from destroying flowers so they decided to stop replacing them. What he did was grab his paper, color it to his satisfaction, then make origami flowers out of them before shredding them in order to scatter them throughout the room. And apparently flowers were cheaper than paper, so they ended up bringing the flowers again. And now they reduced to cleaning his room every week.

Not that he didn't mind. The flowers calmed him. They momentarily made him forget that he was kept as the demon's prisoner in a white room guarded by the demon's white coats. White, white, white. The color was staring to drive him mad. He needed to erase the color's dominance in the room. Heck even his clothes were in that color. Everything, everything was of that color, except for the world outside his window. That was where the white lost and the other colors dominated.

Standing up he looked out the barred window. The sky was a clear deep blue and he could see the city, his home, in the distance. His grip tightened on the bars as he pressed his forehead on the cool metal.

Flashback

"Konnichiwa Asa. How are things running?" Kiku asked as he entered the flower shop. Arthur turned and smiled at him.

"Everything's running smoothly. Though I am in a bit of a rush. I have a couple of orders I have to complete by the end of the day."

"If you like I can help you. I have the day free today so I thought I would stop by and see how you are doing."

"Let me guess your brother kicked you out of the house so that you would socialize with people?"

"Yes. But I don't like talking to people that I don't know. He knows I am not fond of talking to strangers. So… can I help you with anything?"

"Yes, can you please arrange the flowers on that shelf over there? I was going to do them myself but-" Arthur sheepishly waved at the orders he was doing. "As you can see I am going to be very busy right now with all of my unfinished orders."

"That's alright Asa. I don't mind helping you," Kiku replied as he started to reorganize the flowers from the shelf Arthur had pointed out.

"Did you enjoy yourself at the party?" Kiku looked up from inspecting some of the flowers and glanced at Arthur who was busy with the flower arrangement he was working on.

"I did. Even though the party was full of people I didn't know. Alfred-kun has a lot of friends doesn't he?"

"He does. More than I personally care to have. I hope you didn't feel awkward being surrounded by a crowd of hyper teenagers."

"It was alright Asa, really." Kiku reassured him as he turned and finished putting the last of the flowers back on the shelf. "Is there anything else I can help you with? I don't think nii-san will let me go back in the house this early."

"Huh? At what time did he lock you out?"

"Like half an hour before I arrived at you shop. I spent like twenty minutes wandering around before I decided to see how you were doing."

"If you like you can come visit me whenever you like. Ever since I moved out of my parent's house it can get quiet lonely. I hate saying this but I am even starting to miss Alfred's loudness!" Kiku and Arthur laughed as they remembered how loud Arthur's younger brother could be.

"If you don't mind me coming over then I guess I can drop by more often." Kiku said as he picked up the broom from its position against the wall and began sweeping.

End of Flashback

I really am a fool…

Author's Note:

So here's Chapter 3! Guess you can say next chapter is going to be the turning point in a way.

The codenames Demon and the owner of the flower shop both signify Arthur. The two white coats that are mentioned are part of the minions that 'work' for the demon. Or at least that's what Kiku convinces himself of.

The minions are referred in Chapter 1 as the victims of a senseless, cold-blooded killer. Whether the killer was really cold-blooded that's up to you guys. After all we all have many different opinions.