Chapter Two

Even though the photo shoot was exhausting and draining, (M/N) had been given plenty of delicious and scrumptious treats to make up for the overtiring task of modeling so many different outfits in one photo shoot, leaving him in a happy and cheerful mood once the photo session came to an end. For this reason, (M/N) had declined the opportunity of celebrating at the nightclub with his best friends and decided to head home to cuddle his pet (dog/cat) and childhood teddy bears in bed. "Stop!" (M/N) cried out, while the limo driver quickly smashed his foot down onto the brakes, as the (H/C) haired supermodel peered through the window at a very sophisticated and elegantly dressed boy crying in the forest. "I think he might be lost. I'm gonna talk to him. I'll be right back."

In an instant, (M/N) had bolted out of the limo and rushed towards the sobbing boy, while stomping through piles of dead leaves and broken branches, as the frosty snowflakes nipped at his bare cheeks and neck. However, (M/N) had been successful and found his way towards the sophisticatedly dressed weeping boy, where he had become completely awed and amazed at the sight of the stranger's bright violet locks and eyes. "What are you doing out here?" (M/N) asked, while shoving his hands into the pockets of the furry coat wrapped around him, as the crying child sadly peered down onto the wound gashing his arm. "You're bleeding! How did this happen?"

Without delay, (M/N) had begun panicking and urging the lilac orbed boy to speak. After all, (M/N) was worried about the strange boy possibly losing too much blood from not bandaging his wound right away. "I was building a snowman with my teddy bear. Then, I tripped over a tree branch and grazed my arm," the purplenette said, while shifting his gaze towards a large mansion shrouded in a haze of snowflakes and fog, as the (H/C) haired supermodel shivered and hugged himself for warmth. "I live over there, in that large house near the lake. Will you come home with me and bandage my arm?"

Nervously chewing on his lips, (M/N) was torn between helping the strange boy or forgetting this weird incident ever happened between them. However, (M/N) had been always the nicest person around and so hesitantly decided to assist the weeping boy in front of him. "Oh, alright. I'll go home with you," (M/N) said, while texting his driver about the change of plans, as the violet haired boy reached out and grabbed his hand, tugging him gently towards the direction of the mansion that was not at all far from the main road. "I totally forgot to ask you. What's your name?"

All things considered, (M/N) was a little startled at the cheery response he had received from the violet haired boy, because he had thought that the stranger would be at least sounding upset over the nasty wound on his arm, but that did not turn out to be the case at all. "I'm Kanato," the purplenette said, while clutching tighter onto (M/N)'s hand, as the (E/C) orbed supermodel discreetly tried to loosen his grip. "Everyone knows who you are. I've seen you on television and also in movies, but you look so much prettier in person."

XOXO

In due time, (M/N) was standing right in front of the medieval styled mansion. However, (M/N) was slightly perplexed and weary to go inside of the large home, because he had this foreboding feeling bubbling inside of his heart that was warning him not to step a foot inside of the mansion, but then the strange boy had pulled him through the front doors in a heartbeat, stealing the breath right out of him. "Where are your parents?" (M/N) asked, while attempting to free his hand from the unusually strong grasp, as the violet haired boy only tightened his grip and led him away upstairs. "Wouldn't your parents get mad at you for inviting me over? I mean, I am still a stranger."

Even so, (M/N) received an amused chuckle as a response and another gentle tug on his hand, prompting him to stop looking around the old fashioned mansion and hurry up the grand staircase. "You're mistaking me for a child, my dear (M/N)." Kanato said, while leading (M/N) inside a room with an appearance to that of a laboratory, as the (H/C) haired supermodel spotted a roll of white bandage cloth and antiseptic wipes sitting on top of the coffee table. "I do look particularly young, but I am really seventeen years old. As for my parents, I can only tell you that they are gone. My siblings and I are the only ones who inhabit this home."

Quietly, (M/N) had grabbed the antiseptic wipes and lightly began cleaning the nasty wound on the other boy's arm, but he had become disturbed and troubled at the fact that the amethyst orbed boy was not one bit hissing in pain from all the alcohol seeping into his cut. Then, (M/N) had begun the process of wrapping the cloth bandage around the wound and tying the ends into an adorable bow, earning another amused chuckle from the violet haired boy in return. "Will you kiss my boo-boo?" Kanato asked, while raising his injured arm to (M/N), as the (E/C) orbed supermodel took a hesitant step back and nervously laughed. "Will you do it if I say please?"

With a roll of his (E/C) eyes, (M/N) had released an exhausted sigh and placed soft peck on the bandaged area of the other boy's arm, while attempting to stifle down his giggles and laughter, as the violet haired boy claimed not to be a child and yet still harbored childlike antics. "Well, I did as you asked of me. I think I should get going now," (M/N) said, while wind and hail began pounding against the windows, as the (H/C) haired supermodel flinched and frowned at the storm brewing outside. "This day couldn't get any worse."

Soon, (M/N) was greeted by a tall young man dressed in a suit and square eyeglasses, but he had noticed that the newcomer was making the violet haired boy quiet annoyed and irritated, leaving him to wonder if the two were brothers or enemies. "My name is Reiji. I'm Kanato's older half-brother. I'd like to thank you for taking care of him," Reiji said, while peering through the window at the terrible weather, as the (E/C) orbed supermodel fidgeted nervously. "You should stay the night here. It would be awful driving through all the hail and snow. Don't worry about your driver, (M/N). My other brothers are ... taking care of him in the guest house."

With a blush, (M/N) had nodded and agreed to sleeping over, earning him a big hug from the violet haired boy and an apology from the young man with square eyeglasses. "Hey, Reiji. I was going to call my pet sitter, but there isn't any cell reception here," (M/N) said, while the sophisticated young gentleman only peered through the window again at the nasty weather, as the (E/C) orbed supermodel sighed and looked down at the young boy still hugging him. "It must be the weather. Oh, my poor (dog/cat)."

In an instant, Kanato had grasped (M/N)'s hand and began leading him out into the hallway, towards an empty bedroom that seemed untouched for many years. In a moment, (M/N) had become awe struck at all the old fashioned and Victorian era styled furniture. "Wow, I feel like a prince in here," (M/N) said, while collapsing onto the bed and releasing an exhausted sigh, as the violet haired boy giggled and wished him a goodnight and sweet dreams. "Thanks, Kanato! I'll see you in the morning."

Taking off his clothes, (M/N) had crawled underneath the covers and attempted to fall asleep, but his mind was constantly filled with images of someone holding him down and brutally biting into his neck, tearing into his flesh and veins and sucking the life out of him. "What the hell?!" (M/N) said, while gasping and bolting straight up in bed, as fear and anxiety bubbling inside of him. "It felt so real...It's okay...It's fine...It's not real...It was just a dream."

A/N: The other brothers will show up in chapter three. And, I apologize for taking forever to update this. However, I hope that you still liked and enjoyed this chapter.