Victor's POV:

We all watched surreptitiously as Sang-chan stiffened and narrowed her eyes at Will Winchester, the Academy's heir.

Mere moments later she relaxed and complied with his request.

We stood there for a few moments, only observing as they walked away together. She, a respectful step behind him as he walked with his head held high.

"What the fucking hell was that?" North-kun asked.

"Yeah." Luke agreed, looking confused.

We were all worried about her. Not that Will-sama would do her any warm, because we knew he wouldn't, but the fact that he was escorting a servant to her quarters was decidedly strange and put us in high alert immediately.

Who was she to him?

What was he to her?

Did they know each other?

"The boy's actions are certainly... unprecedented, but I am sure he has his reasons." Blackbourne-san stated.

"Hummm... guys?" Kota-kun calls for our attention hesitantly, ensuring that we all focus on him.

His eyes were clouded with doubt and worry.

"I couldn't help but notice..." He began, pausing after a few words.

Blackbourne-san's eyes fixed demandingly at Kota "What did you see, Lee-kun?"

Kota-kun gulped before answering, "She kept looking at him during the ceremony." He said, his voice sounding quiet and subdued. "She also seemed shocked when she first caught sight of his face."

"What do you mean, Kota-kun?" I asked him, narrowing my eyes in concentration.

How could Princess know him?

I froze, shocked at my own thoughts. Why did I think of her as princess? She was just a servant.

But she didn't act like one.

Her movements were graceful and elegant, her manners and speech were those of a lady of great standing. She was clearly intelligent and by hearing her talk about her hobbies I knew that she'd studied a variety of subjects.

How had we not seen it before?

She was a servant but she didn't act like one.

Why? Who was she?

I was pulled out of my thoughts by my brothers continued ranting.

"Why the fuck would she wants anything to do with that snotty little brat?" Gabe-kun snorted in derision.

Wil was the heir to their clan, but the boy was never at home, choosing instead to "explore the world" as he often put it.

None of us liked him. He was lazy and reckless.

"Coleman-kun, language, please." Blackbourne-san scolded before turning back to Kota-kun. "And what do you mean, Lee-kun?"

Kota straightens his spine, pushing his shoulders back and fixing his glasses with a single finger. "I believe that she knows him. She kept staring at him with a confused expression on her face."

Luke laughs. "You are just being paranoid, Kota-kun. How could a servant from another clan know someone from such a high standing such as Wil-sama? You need to chill, man. Maybe you should join North on his meditations." Luke snickers until North slapped the back of his head.

Kota just shrugs, "Yes, maybe I am overreacting. But then again, maybe not."

Luke keeps snickering but I can't help but wonder if maybe Kota was right.

Doc pats him in the back and ushers us down the hallway towards our rooms. "C'mon boys, let's go back." He says over his shoulder, his voice sounding lighthearted.

None of us mistook it for anything but an order, however.

We all follow him, our thoughts clearly still centered in a little blonde princess.

Thinking of her makes a melody begin to form in my mind. I am once again shocked.

It had been years since I had been able to compose anything, my love for my music having been completely smothered by my parents until I couldn't create anymore.

I shake my head in disbelief, but the notes going through my head only get louder, begging me to play them.

Nathan-kun stops at my side and only then do I notice that I had stopped walking. He gives me a worried look. "Are you okay, man?" he asks.

I don't answer him and instead head over to the piano room.

I have a love and hate relationship with this room; for although I love to play I hate the fact that now I can only play emotionlessly, going mechanically through the motions of playing someone else's song.

I sit eagerly in the bench and rest my fingers in the keys, lightly. Taking a deep, steadying breath I start to play.

The music flows from me with grace and elegance, a haunting melody that speaks of fear and kindness, happiness and sadness. It's bittersweet and delicate, but with a strong core, made of steel.

My brothers come into the room with wide, shocked eyes. They are obviously aware of who I am playing about.

Once I finish we stand in silence, shocked, amazed.

It had been a long time since I was able to compose something and play with real feeling and there was no way I could contain the feeling of exhilaration rushing through me.

I beamed at my brothers with what I was sure was a goofy smile.

They all smiled back at me, even Blackbourne-san, clearly happy with me.

"Vic, that was amazing." Kota said, dropping all honorifics.

The rest nodded their heads, causing me to blush a little.

"It's nothing." I told them, feeling uncomfortable. That song definitely wasn't "nothing" to me, but I didn't want to talk about that right now, it was rather scary.

"It's not, Victor," Doc says before looking at Blackbourne-san, "Tell him, Owen."

The older boy nods his head in agreement, "Morgan-kun, that was not "nothing", it was a brilliant piece. One of the finest I've ever had the pleasure to ear. Do not downplay your skills." He said sternly.

I nodded meekly at him, not wishing to admit it was not my skills which made me nervous and unsure of myself.

"Now, boys. Why don't we go back to our rooms? Take a nice bath or shower and then go to sleep?" The good doctor cheerfully suggests.

We step out of the piano room and go back to our respective' rooms.

As I sit in my futon I rub at my forehead and think that today was a surprisingly tiring and shocking day.

I need to relax a little so I can rest. Maybe a walk in the gardens would help...

......

Silas' POV:

We all listened in shock as Victor played the most beautiful song he'd ever composed, and we all knew exactly about who that song was.

We had met her only a few minutes ago and already she was changing our life with the power and suddenness of a tsunami.

I hopped we didn't end up drowning.

But when I thought back to her, with her tiny hands, delicate features and small voice I couldn't help but think that I wouldn't mind drowning in her.

When Victor-kun finished his piece we all stood in silent awe of his skill. None of us had been aware that he could play with as much emotion as he just had.

It was breathtaking.

After going back to my room I lay down in my futon and start to daydream about a little blonde angel, and somehow thinking about her makes me think about another time in my life.

A time when me and North were children and lived in the streets; life was rough then, being able to depend only in one another, not daring to trust anyone, especially the adults.

Until Blackbourne-san found us at our Lord's request.

He'd been ordered to remove all the children from the streets, for there was to be no homeless people suffering in the Academy's clan.

Blackbourne-san had been only twelve years old then, but he'd found every child abandoned in the streets and managed to offer them all a better life, with a family they could all depend upon.

North and I hadn't wanted a family, thought. We already had each other and choose instead to join our lord's ninja school.

It was then that we met the rest of Blackbourne-san's team, Kota-kun, Gabe-kun, Vic-kun, Nate-kun, Luke-kun and Sean-san.

They became our family.

Sang-chan looked like she needed a family.

......

Luke's POV:

The guys all head out to their rooms, but I am feeling far too excited to go lie down. Meeting Cupcake was interesting.

She was a beautiful and sweet girl, but it wasn't any of that what attracted me to her.

It was the true conundrum that she was.

Now, I know that if my brothers could listen to my thoughts at this moment they would stare shocked at my use of the word "conundrum".

I roll my eyes mentally. Daydreamer I might be, but I am not stupid.

Back to Sang-chan, she was a real mystery, her appearance is that of a frail, poor girl with sad eyes, but as we spent time with her it was clear that she'd been raised like a lady of high ranking, and her capacity to smile so sincerely even while her eyes told of a life of difficulty proved her strength.

I didn't know what to think of her.

She seemed like a rose, delicate but with sharp thorns.

I walked through the corridors of the main house until I reached the gardens. Stepping out I saw that there were already two people there, talking quietly.

I ducked behind a three and strained to listen to them.

Kota-kun would say that eavesdropping in a private conversation was wrong, but I say it is necessary. Especially after what I just heard.

Hummm... Interesting.

AN: Hello guys!! :D

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