[attr="class","textie"]The bruises were still fresh and he could still see them when he pulls up his shirt. He hated looking at himself in the mirror at times like this. Closing his eyes Sukomaru just sat there on the plan, looking out the window. It was going to be weird being in America compared to back home in Japan but this was his only way of knowing he was going to be okay and not end up dead, he nearly died the last time they fought, or it felt like he was about to at least he hurt so bad. Well, whatever it didn’t matter to him anymore he was going as far away as he could and he knew neither cared to come after him, they both knew where he was going, after all, it was his mother's idea to get him out of the house and away from her. [break][break]

Yawning softly he used a pillow the tenant gave him, curling up a bit in the seat to get comfortable. By the time his long plane ride was over he was greeted by the driver his uncle so kindly scheduled for him seeing how he had to work a bit late today and couldn’t do it on his own. Whatever, walking over to the driver he pushed his two large suitcases at the male who processed to put them in the trunk for him while the pinkette just moved to the backseat curling up like a small kitten taking another nap seeing how he hadn’t had much rest lately figuring the driver would wake him when they arrived.[break][break]

Surely enough when they pulled up the male came to the backseat, opening the door for Sukomaru, calling out to the teen. Sukomaru’s eyes shot wide open when he heard his name, call it a force of habit, but he called it being an extremely light sleeper. Yawning loudly he crawled out of the car, stretching his arms over his head with a light shiver feeling his back popped, okay he was going to hate this jet lag but he was going to be okay. With his arms over his head a few bruises showing on his lower abdomens before slipping his hands back down.[break][break]

Looking forward he had to admit he was taken off guard by the large house. What the fuck did he just get himself into? If they expected him to be proper and proud. Fuck would he just go somewhere else? He wasn't ready to play fancy little spoiled kid. Before he could ask if the driver would take him somewhere else he already drove off causing Sukomaru to click his tongue. Fine, it seemed as if he was stuck staying here after all. [break][break]

Making his way up the stairs, the porch he sat his bags down next to the door, ringing the bell as he waited for someone to open the door, the first one he saw was a male with white hair, clearly, the white was dyed if this was… Opening his mouth to speak he flinched a bit when the door was slammed in his face causing Sujkomaru to get pissed off kicking the door ringing the bell over and over. What the hell was the guy's problem anyway? What a prick. [break][break]

Clicking his tongue Sukomaru rang the bell a few more times just to annoy the older male that so nicely slammed the door in his face before he could speak. ”Oiya!” Sukomaru called from the other side of the door hearing the other inside hollering for ‘June’ to get the door. Standing on the other end of the door Sukomaru looked around. Okay if that’s how he wanted to be. He could always find another way into the house. [break][break]

The doors would be too hard to get in probably knowing the size of the house they had to have a good security system. Were there any trees close enough to a window he could sneak into. Okay… maybe his stay here wouldn’t be all that bad if he got to have a little fun. Walking from the doorway he stood in front of the house, scanning the house for any possible openings seeing how someone wasn’t going to let him in.

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[attr="class","tagsie"]Junichi Ornsparre