Author's Note: I know I haven't been completing my stories but this idea just pop into my mind so I've decided to write it before it's gone but as I'm so poor in my writing skills you need to imagine quite a lot to get the whole picture.

P.S.: for the first time I'm writing in Tsukasa's POV.

Tsukasa's POV:

'Young Master. Wake up,' my maid nudge me gently on my right shoulder.

'What time is it now?' I asked plainly, not liking to be disturbed when I am sleeping.

'It's 9 a.m. Madam is waiting for you in the study room and she wants you to be with her immediately.' That old witch, she won't be able to live in peace without finding trouble with me.

'Tell her I'll be there as soon as I washed up,' I instructed, walking towards my bathroom. My maid nodded her head and retreated. I looked in the mirror and smiled. 'Tsukasa, you have once again managed to steal a day from God,' I muttered to myself as I washed my face.

What would you do if you knew that you are terminally ill and is only left with 3 months to live? Will you a, cry in disbelief, or b, seek medical attention and pray that God would be kind enough to let you have a few more grace period? I chose neither. I chose to live life as it is and make merry everyday. That's the least I could do, enjoying my every second on this Earth.

'Tsukasa, would you care to explain this?' my mother, Doumyouji Kaede asked angrily as she threw a few magazines on the table. Tabloids, how I hate them. I've made the front page cover again. The paparazzi just love to follow behind me and write long tabloids that are often exaggerated and have little truth. But do I care? 'You are the GM of the company and yet, again and again, you have been the headlines for so many tabloid magazines!' the old witch flew into a rage. 'Do you know you've affected the company's reputation!'

I yawned, not on purpose, simply because I was made to listen to her naggings in the wee hours in the morning. I was out with F3 yesterday at the Bar till 4 a.m. and I didn't have a good night sleep. Of course, I can't say that to the old witch, she just won't care about these 'excuses'. 'Tsukasa are you listening?' she asked, weary of scolding me all the time when I don't care. I nodded my head.

'Is there anything else, mother,' I asked emphasizing on the word mother to show my displeasure. I guessed I've learnt from Rui to control my temper instead of letting it out. Perhaps I know there's no point in showing her how I feel since in her mind I'm nothing more than a chess piece that she can use in her quest of global domination of the commercial world. Thinking of that, I can't help but let out a sly smile. She didn't know that her chess piece would no longer be a value to her after 3 months. That would serve as her surprise for her and I'm sure to enjoy that look when I'm in hell.

'You've caused enough trouble, Tsukasa. I have arranged for you to stay at the countryside for this few weeks till all the rumors have died down. Start packing 'cause the car would be leaving in half an hour's time. If you decided not to go, don't blame me for canceling all your cards and stop you from meeting Rui, Soujirou and Mimasaka.' I glared at her, how dare she make such decision without consulting me?

I took deep breath and nodded my head as I left for my room. Why should I argue with her when the ultimate winner is me? I'll let her have her way for once, Doumyouji Kaede.

TBC… This is just the prologue and please give me your comments!