Yuliy's POV

As we were led by the maid, the scent of flowers filled my nose "I smell flowers," I said before walking off the concrete path and walking towards the flower beds.

"Don't get lost!"

(Name) called out to me. I turned to her and nodded my head before continuing to follow the scent of the flowers until I saw a variety of flowers in their own flower beds. The sight was captivating but when I took a closer look upon the roots, I was disappointed.

Step, step, step.

The sound of someone coming towards me made me stand up straight and direct my body in the direction I heard the footsteps coming from to see a flash of brown hair and a blue dress.

For a second I waited for the girl to come out of hiding. Fortunately, the girl seemed to have built up the courage to come out of hiding and walked up to me. I had recognized her face when we first arrived here; at first, she asked if I liked flowers- which I couldn't blame her. The reason why i came here was becuade I, indeed, liked flowers. Then she introduced herself; Ryoko Naoe, the daughter of Baron Naoe.

If I were to be honest, I was a little lost and didn't know how to respond back. After a second or two of coming up with something to say, I simply introduced myself, "I'm Yuliy." Was all I had said before she rambled on of how I had a nice name and how the flowers in the garden were imported along with the fertilizer.

Such pride in something that isn't truly beautiful.

I began to walk off until she said that the garden was her father's prize. With my tolerance running low my lips parted and spoke the first thing that was on my mind, "the flowers are being fed too much. The roots are begging to rot because of too much water and fertilizer." Then I walked away. 

When I got to the room Philip was teaching (name) how to play his violin again. For the past year, he's been teaching (name) occasionally on (name)'s account; "oh, Yuliy! Listen to this, I can play Fur Elise by Beethoven!"  (Name)'s eyes twinkled with accomplishment. All I could do was grin and let her play. Her eyes became serious- the complete opposite from earlier; she steadied her fingers into place that even Philip looked proud.

The moment she started, I was blown away. I've heard Philip play plenty of times but this wasn't Philip playing. It was (name)- someone who had no idea how to play the violin until last year. I'm not sure if it was just me or the expression on her face- but I felt every ounce of (name)'s frustration; whether it'd be from studying academics or studying the violin, I felt it. 

It was only a minute but it felt longer. When (name) brought the violin down, she smiled seeing my speechless state; "that was great, (name)." I smiled, the pride obvious in my voice. (Name) gave me a wide toothy grin, "I know right. be careful, Philip. I might get better than you" her grin ever ceased even when Philip remarked with a scoff and said "yeah right, we'll see about that," while (name) handed him his violin. 

Normal POV

A maid had stopped by and given the five a platter of cake and tea. Philip took a seat to try the cake; taking a bite, the cake was sweet and soft. With glimmering eyes, Philip directed to the woman by the window; "this tastes amazing! Dorthea, you have to try it!" He smiled widely. Dorthea told him she would try it later while (name) grabbed a teacup; placing the tip of the cup at her lips, she took a sip of the hot tea. The savory taste of the tea were complimented by the rich aroma of the tea leaves.

"The rich aroma reminds me of my motherland Ireland," Fallon said with a reminiscing tone. When Dorthea shot back a teasing comment, Fallon pouted like a little girl. To break the little squabble, Philip decided to ask about Kershner's whereabouts in the country. As Philip, Dorthea, and Fallon discussed V Shipping ad Kershner, Yuliy cleaned his staff but still listened whole heartily.

"Maye we can't understand with human's common sense. They have their own world after all."

Offended by his statement, (name) glared at Yuliy "what's that suppose to mean?" she questioned angrily "the two worlds may clash but they can't overlap," the fact that Yuliy didn't apologize for offending her or didn't seem to plan to made (name) even angrier. Placing her teacup down, (name) grabbed her instrument case and walked out of the room and slammed the door behind her making the three bystanders flinch. 

After a minute or two, Yuliy stood up from his seat "are you going to wander out aimlessly again?" Philip asked before glaring at the Sirius, "like a dog..." he mumbled loud enough for Yuliy to hear causing the Sirius to glance behind him. Seeing the older one's piercing gaze made Philip smirk: "oh, did that sting?" He teased, effecting the already tense air. Being the peacemaker, Fallon grabbed to two, spinning them around saying "come on you guys, let's get along. We're all comrades, right?" He grinned.

Not too long after, the door opened revealing the professor, "looks like you guys are getting along- where's (name)?" Willard asked realizing that the said girl wasn't in the room. 

"Yuliy offended her and she stormed off," Philip answered with his dissatisfaction evident. Willard looked at Yuliy and sighed "well since today is a day of rest, I'm sure she'll come back after she's cooled off. You guys get some rest. Starting from tomorrow, we're going to be busy." Willard said in a serious tone before welcoming himself into the room. 

As the night grew on, (name) still hadn't come back yet, "wow, she still isn't back yet. You must've made her pretty mad, Yuliy" Fallon looked out the window. Yuliy grunted in response, even though he knew (name) could take care of herself, he wondered why she hadn't come back. Maybe she needed more time- or maybe...

Yuliy stood up and walked towards the door, "where are you going, Yuliy?" Dorthea asked watching Yuliy opening the door "the roof" was what Yuliy said before closing the door behind him. Making his way to the roof, Yuliy shivered as the cold wind caressed his slim body. Nevertheless, he wanted to see if his theory was correct. 

Indeed it was.

There (name) laid, on the rooftop with her arm below her head, acting as a pillow. Her light breaths breathed in the cool night air with her (e/c) eyes closed- she was sleeping on the roof. Laying on the roof was something (name) did to calm herself, especially when she was mad.

With a small smile, Yuliy sighed and took off his coat, placing it on top of (name)'s sleeping body. 

"Good night." He said before making his way inside to leave (name) for the night.

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Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays everyone!! I hope you are bright, happy, and fat with food because food is great!

I hope you enjoyed today's chapter and are having a fantastic time with your friends/family/yourself because I love you guys!

Mikhail: hey, mind if I send them off?

Be my guest!

Mikhail: thanks. Well, stay safe and see you next time *smiles and waves* ~!