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"Your son is dating my son, and I heard you're rich. Pay up."

"I think you’ve got the wrong person, doll. That thing ain’t my son."

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There are people around him; chatting and dancing. Merrily. Sometimes, they try to pull him in-- To get him to interact with them, to socialize. Because he's too quiet; because he feels too out of place around them. They try to get familiar with him, but it always ends up onesided.

He answers their questions; even laughs at times. But it's all fake. He doesn't feel anything around them, it's almost like he's numb. But he knows he isn't, at least not completely. He just doesn't fit with these people-- With these nobles; with Toue's acquaintances. They're all here because of him-- Not because of Nine; Even if it is the auburn haired young man's birthday. This party wasn't held to celebrate his birth; his survival through all these years of hardships. No. It was made so Toue could announce his heir; Nothing else, nothing more.

However, Nine isn't truly blood related to the man. He's just there posing as his son; Because Toue needs to fit into society. He needs not to be pressured by his peers to get a rightful heir. And, worst of all, he needs back up for his evil schemes. Nine knows he isn't even a noble to begin with; Perhaps, he'd been the iligitimate son of a maid, or even worse, of a street rat. All he is sure of is that he was smugled into the family-- If it can even be called that. Treated like a son, but never really receiving the affection a parent would give. What a truly sad destiny it is, isn't it? Even if he took his "father's" place, he would never truly be in control. For as long as he was alive, the old man would make all of the important decisions, even if he went senile and had to be replaced. After dead, his testemony would continue and his creations would make sure he'd do accordingly to the raven's memory.

It was all a future he didn't want to live; A fate he wanted to escape. But there was no way for that to happen, was there? He'd just have to live the tedious and dangerous life the world had chosen for him.

Sighing; He ran a hand through his hair. He needed a break from it all-- A break from this life. But he knew he could hardly be able to get it. If he requested Toue a few days off from these 'father and son' farce, he'd probably just get laughter as a reply; Evil, condescending laugh that would make him think twice about ever requesting anything from his guardian. For now though, a break from socializing and dancing would sufice, or at least it needed to. So, he walked towards the edge of the room; Where the ladies awaited for fine gentleman to pick them up, but also where the chairs on the room were located. Surely, his arrival would bring them hope that maybe the Prince would invite them to dance and then pick them for a bride. He found himself snorting at the thought, even if it was decisively out of character for him to do so; He was never on the mean side. But being controled for so long had it's toll on him. The thing was, though, that Toue would never allow that to happen. If Nine were to marry anyone, it would be someone of his choice and not Nine's. He would have no opinion on the matter; he would just have to go along with it.

His heels clacked against the marble floor as he made his way to his destination. And, as if on cue, soon there was a feminine hand on his arm; followed by many other girls that formed a circle around him. All of them seemed desperate to appease him and to dance; perhaps, not to dishonor their family. This was a formal even after all, if they weren't seen interacting with anyone of importance, a scandal would be caused. Their families could even lose part of it's reputation and status.

He was about to rudely push his way through them when he heard a feminine voice; one that could be compared to the singing of angels. In that moment alone, a single woman was able to genuinely capture the attention that everyone had seeked on all of this night. He turned his head in her direction; eyes locking with beautiful ones. Her dress was elegant, though nearly not as expensive as , most of the ones in the ballroom. Yet, it made her look like a goddess from above. It was like he'd been enchanted.

"Can I help you?" His voice resounded in his ears, making him slightly embarrassed of the awe present in his tone.

#i'm so creative with titles aren't i #pinkhairedlover #i told you it'd be long #but it's not even that good #/cries

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(●⌒∇⌒●) - you fab, senpai

(◕‿◕✿) - you’re cute

o(╥﹏╥)o - you make me nervous

(´ε｀ )♡ - i want to kiss you

ヽ(‘ ∇‘ )ノ - i want to hug you

Omg, you dork ;v;

come here and let me love you my friend

I don’t want to make you nervous tho o n o

#pinkhairedlover

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/covers face/

/whispers/ I love you too darling!

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