"You have to leave the house."
I almost laughed. "W-what?" When my very respectable father (not sarcasm) called for me, I thought it was going to be something serious. Just seems like another one of his lectures. This is a rather new approach though, I haven't necessarily been threatened to be kicked out yet. At least not in words. He won't actually throw me out for sneaking out or pulling pranks right? He is wearing a grim expression and it occurs to me for the first time that this might not be another one of his lectures on my wayward behaviour afterall. He clears his throat distracting me from all the possible things I've done wrong on top of already being a disappointment this week and says "I think you heard me just right, Yuu."Already thrown off a bit, I start "Is this serious? Are you really kicking me out of the house for pulling pranks and sneaking out? I didn't even do it this week, oh um, doesn't mean I did the last week, or this month. Wait, this isn't coming out right." I shut my mouth realising it's not helping the situation, but after a moment and something dark and cruel gnawed at the pit of my stomach without warning. I already know we aren't on the best terms since... but I didn't exactly think this would be one of the consequences. I try in a clipped tone, "This isn't- this isn't about-
"It is not." He interrupted me as I stuttered for words. "And as much as I'd like to address your behaviour as of late," he raised an eyebrow. "that is not why you'll be leaving the house. It's the church's orders. You'll be living in the Sakamaki mansion starting tomorrow.""Excuse me? Church's orders? When did the church start giving orders? And when did they start telling people to live in other's houses?" I say, which came out more like a whine than I intended, even if the last thing I wanted right now is sound petulant. Father doesn't seem to be having any of it though. He sighed "If I knew I think I would've told you, Yuu. This is not something I can have my say in, and neither can you. We will just have to go with it and see where it leads us. I hope you have find the Sakamaki mansion comfortable." He says as if those were his final words on the matter.
And they were, since I found myself in a cab leading to the said mansion next morning. Now, what makes me markedly uncomfortable about this situation is not the heavy atmosphere in the car, and it's not the almost unbearable heat, it was the eerie woods we were proceeding into. Even though the sun was high up and it was pretty hot and humid, nearly no light reached the road surrounded by a heavy thicket of trees. The air felt... unnatural, dark. I felt creeped enough to almost ask the driver if we were going in the right direction, but somehow managed to stay quiet not wanting to make a fool out of myself. And if the church wants to send me to a haunted mansion in the middle of a freaky forest, so be it. It isn't like I have much of a social life (no, pranks and parties do not consist of a good and happy social life) to prefer over a potential Twilight scenario. I sigh at my own senseless thoughts. Just for the record, I don't want a potential Twilight scenario.
It wasn't long after that that a humongous mansion came into view. I feel the already creepy air intensify as I stepped out of the cab, the intimidatingly sizeable mansion doing nothing to help the chills running down my spine. From the outside, it didn't look like a living being had lived there for ages now, let alone well maintained. The deteriorating cream coating of paint and uncontrolled growth of bushes surrounding it proof enough. As I stand in front of the larger still wooden door, I am reminded of the cliché horror movies where there's thunder and it starts raining out of practically no where when there was sunshine just a minute ago. And then there's this heavy large wooden door that opens up automatically. My suspicions are confirmed when there's thunder and it starts raining out of practically no where when there was sunshine just a minute ago. And then the heavy large wooden door opens up automatically. Well this is a good start. I hope the underlying sarcasm is clear to any god willing to listen.
From the inside, it didn't look as run down as it did from the outside. On the contrary, everything seemed immaculate and perfect. It still didn't look like anyone lived there or was doing the said maintenance, so the unnaturally unmarred state of it all added to the unnerving feeling. I scanned the room for any sign of life. A gigantic staircase rested regally in the centre of the mansion with red carpet all over the steps, adorned by gargoyles. Bloody gargoyles. When was this place even made? The chessboard-like linoleum floor shimmering under a grand looking chandelier. As I proceeded further in, someone or something lying on a sofa in the right corner came into my notice. I decided it'd be a good idea to approach the only human like thing in the house. I wish I hadn't decided that.
The person who was resting on the sofa was a man with red hair and very long eyelashes. His shirt was unbuttoned to his navel and I pointedly did not look, so instead I stared at his face, ghastly pale but conventionally attractive, sharp nose, chiselled jawline and shapely lips. I reckon admiring his aesthetic beauty could wait so I tried speaking to him.
"Excuse me." My voice sounded a bit too loud and echoey and I flinch without meaning to when thunder bolted outside suddenly. The man didn't budge so I-
This is so stupid. I can't do this. I have never seen a more meaningless anime. I'm so done. I have no clue why I thought this would be a good idea.
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