Chapter 4

For the first time in ever he could freely walk without servants following his every mouvement. If he wanted something he got it himself. He had decided to visit the village couple miles away from the castle. He talked freely to the merchants and vendors and didn't get all that annoying politeness, without anyone bowing to him nonstop. It felt great.

He had changed to some simple garments. Beaten leather boots, a collar shirt and light brown tweed trousers. He let his hair be without any hairgel because his hair was almost always slicked back. Usually he was wearing the most expensive and finest uniforms that were trimmed with gold. As for now no one had recognized him, even when he mentioned his name.

Misaki was at the Madame Kaoruko's shop, looking all different clothes, each different material, pattern and texture. He looked if he got some insipiration to his own clothes to the ball. Kaoruko was at the back to see if Madame Erina's gown and Mizuki's and Sumi's suits were ready.

"Yes, got them right here", said Kaoruko as he came from the back. "They were finished just last night." She laid the clothes on the table. "These are really tasteless, don't you think so too?"

They were. Mizuki's suit was some sort of shade of blue, Sumi's was an odd shade of green and Erina's gown was dark red as blood, it looked almost the same as the dress from that time when Misaki had met her for the first time when he was little. The gown was full of ribbons and colored lace that the actual gown was really hard to see under all of those things.

Misaki decided to keep quiet about the clothes as Kaoruko folded and wrapped the clothes in paper with a disgusted frown on her face. Finally they were wrapped up. Misaki paid the clothes to Kaoruko with the money Erina had given him and picked the packages and walked out of the door.

Misaki was making his way to home. Misaki stared all the displays on the shops' windows and didn't see the man he was walking into. "Ow", said Misaki quietly as he crashed into a person. Misaki looked up and saw a middle aged man, little chubby and he reeked of something disgusting.

The man looked down to the small boy and smirked. "What is a pretty little thing like you doing here all alone?" Asked the man seductively and smirked so that his brown teeth showed. Misaki was really scared of the big man in front of him and man was leaning really close to him.

Misaki jumped and whimpered as the man laid a hand on his waist and leant down to whisper in his ear. "Shoud I take you somewhere safe and handle you?" He asked but it didn't feel like a question but an order.

"N-No pl-please, I'm sorry I bumbed i-into you", Misaki stammered and tried to inch away from the scary and lubricious man.

The man grabbed his arm and attempted to take him, Misaki closed his eyes and started to cry and couldn't even yell for help. Someone please help me.

Suddenly the man's hold was gone and Misaki fell to the ground and he heard a loud impact and a person falling to the ground. Misaki opened his eyes which were brimming with tears and noticed the lewd man laying on the ground and holding his nose and whining in pain.

In front of him was a tall, really muscular and silver haired man who was holding his hand in fist and glaring at the man. "Don't lay your dirty hand on him, ever again or you get a real chastisement."

The chubby and dirty man stood up and ran away from the scary tall man.

I looked at my saviour's back with wide eyes that were still wet with tears before. He turned to me slowly and in front of me was a very handsome and stunning silver haired man with the most beautiful eyes I had ever seen in my life. "Are you okay, my dear?" He asked worriedly and kneeled down in front of me.

Akihiko felt his breath catch in his throat. Those eyes were the most perfect green eyes he had ever seen. Like a forest. The delicate face he held was so angelic, smooth. The chocolate brown hair was perfect for the boy in front of him.

He's so so beautiful. Never in his life had he thought like that about another person.

Misaki Pov

I nodded and tried to hide my dirty face from such a groomed and gorgeus man. "Don't hide your face, let me", the man's kind and soft voice soothed me and touched my cheek, turned my face to him and wiped my tears with his thumb. The gesture made me blush really hard and made my heart thump really fast. "U-Um m-merci. You saved m-me", I attempted to say clearly but couldn't stop the stammering.

"Of course. Anything for you my sweetheart." Does every handsome man like him talk like this. Oh he's so sweet.

He helped me up and as I was going to fall again he held me close to his chest. "Careful", he said. "I'm really s-sorry", I apologized again and looked up at him. "You don't need to apologize", he said and smiled down at me with those wonderful lavender eyes. Misaki couldn't take his eyes from the man. He was really good-looking, his silver hair shone within the sun and his lavender eyes sparkled. He was tall, really tall compared to him. The man towered over the brunette's body. Misaki had always been so small for his age. Just staring at the handsome silver haired man, Misaki felt his cheeks grow even hotter.

As I had fallen to the ground the packages had also scattered to the ground. Oh no the clothes! Hopefully they aren't ruined. Misaki tried to lift the packages but before he could do that, "Allow me", the handsome man made it first. He lifted the packages and handed them to Misaki.

"Merci." Misaki tore his gaze away from the handsome stranger and noticed that the man was still holding his hand in his much bigger and soft hand.

Akihiko pov

I noticed the brunette blushing like a cherry which only made him look more adorable, beautiful and innocent. His lips looked so soft, so enchanting, they were like begging me to kiss them. And he was really close going to do so. He felt his own heart beat faster and his face growing hot.

I noticed that I was still holding his small, warm and delicate hand in my so much bigger and noted that the cute stranger looked a little bothered about the situation and I decided to let go of his hand and I already missed the warmth of his hand. "I'm sorry about that", I said.

Misaki pov

The man let go of my hand and I noticed myself missing the feeling of him holding my hand. I haven't never really talked to other men because of my limited time outside. Usually they were women for example Kaoruko at the dress shop. We stood in silnce for a minute, me staring at the ground with a huge blush on my face. Then I realized the time I had spent here.

"U-um merci monsieur", Misaki said breathless, "but I have t-to go now." I tried to turn and leave before I fainted. "Alright be safe, my dear." He said softly and made gesture of goodbye and smiled that sweet smile of his. I turned the last time to him, sad that I might not see this glorious man anymore. "Au revoir." I said and left. Akihiko stared as the most beautiful youth disappeared from his sight.

Misaki arrived home and stopped to catch his breath and his face was still burning. He had never felt so confused in his life. He had never in his life felt that way he had with the handsome silver haired man. His heart pounced at a hundred miles an hour and his thoughts were cloudy and slow. All because of him.

But he is a man like I am. Can I feel this way?

He hadn't really been attracted to anyone before. Women didn't really make him feel anything because they were like him. He did same things like a maiden would. With the man he had felt all tingly and hot inside.

Misaki shook his thoughts out of his head. He had to get back to his stepfamily. They're going to be mad for me taking so long to pick at their clothes.

Au revoir=Goodbye

To be continued...