Bretby Hall part 1
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krystalkatzficzBretby Hall
PG-NC17
AU,ROMANCE,
The building was old, very old with red and cream bricks and ivy that grew up one side and covered the edges of most of the building and stained glass windows. The courtyard was made up of pea-gravel and crunched under foot. It was edged with a rainbow of flowers of all different colours the smell that came from them was intense and clung to the people that both lived and worked there. It had once been the home of a duke and duchess but now it served as an elite boarding school that catered the rich and the wealthy from any country. Today it was getting three new arrivals from Japan, three from Germany and four from America. The staff were prepared the rooms had been made ready and there was a buzz of excitement amongst the students as they wondered what the new comers were going to be like.
At 8 o’clock sharp all of the staff and students were waiting outside of the building for the sleek black bus that was coming in from the airport hotel the students had stayed in last night. The head boys Sho Sakurai and Satoshi Ohno and the head girls Mellissa Fuchs and Sophia Martinez were standing out in the front. Satoshi was humming under his breath with a blank expression on his face his finger getting dangerously close to his nose and if Sho didn’t slap it away it would have been inserted into his nostril. He turned and flashed a smile at his friend and then looked back when he heard the bus coming towards them. The windows were blacked out so it was impossible for anyone to see the new students but that didn’t stop everyone from standing on their tiptoes trying to look in.
The bus stopped and let out a hiss of steam and then the door opened with a clatter. The first students were three girls from their accents it was obvious that they were the Americans. They were pretty enough girls, currently out of the school uniform they were dressed to the nines with the latest fashions. The next was two boys speaking in rapid German followed but a bouncy blonde girl that was speaking in broken English to a boy with light brown hair and a deep broad American accent. The last two were three Japanese students’ two boys and a girl. Ohno’s eyes immediately fell on the smallest of the three, his hair was inky black and his skin was like smooth batter. There was a mole on his chin which was the only speck of colour there. His eyes were dark and alert and Satoshi noticed that they were also very wild and full of anger. His fingers were clenched around the bag that he was holding and he spared them only a moment before turning to the taller man that was beside him.
Ohno’s eyes went to other boy and he had to admit that he was also attractive, tall with a lean body and pretty oval face that was tanned with full lips of light pink, he could imagine that a lot of guys and girls would find him attractive but not his type he moved back to the smaller boy letting out a happy hum as he and his friend followed the rest of the crowd and came to stand in front of the teachers.
“Violet Marsh” The first of the American girls said and Satoshi offered a polite nod and a smile as he introduced himself, feeding her the same line he would tell all the students, ‘I am very pleased to meet you, if you need any help please don’t hesitate to find me’ he said the same thing over and over until the line reached the small boy with the angry eyes.
“Ninomiya Kazunari...Most people call me Nino...” He said lazily offering him his hand. Satoshi took it and gave it a squeeze his thumb running over the back of his hand the smile on his face becoming real for the first time that day. Nino looked at him his head tilted to one side but with a tight smile on his face but he didn’t move away his hand and Satoshi decided to take that as a good sign.
“Nice to meet you Nino...I’m Satoshi Ohno...I’m one of the head boys if you need anything at all please come and find me...” He said softly finally letting go of his hand immediately missing the warmth. As soon as he was released Nino turned to his taller friend and then gave a frustrated wine tugging on his arm.
“Yes...Masaki...Come on! I’m tired!”
“Eh? Nino...We’re still making the introductions!” Masaki said his voice breathless and high his handsome face was etched with panic for a moment. His eyes darted around and he pulled his arm away “We don’t even know where we’re going...”
“We’ll be showing you to your room later but there is still a speech from the headmistress...” Satoshi told them gently and was surprised when Nino gave a loud click of the tongue his arms folding over his chest his bag swinging around and hitting both him and Masaki in the stomachs. Satoshi gave a loud grunt wondering if he had brought stones with him from Japan in his rucksack. Whatever it was certainly packed a wallop and knocked the wind out of him.
“Sorry” The boy said bluntly sounding like he was bored and irritated more than sorry. Satoshi gave a smile and shook his head a little rubbing his stomach before motioning for them to move forward and stand in a row in front of the other students. They did as they were bid and soon the old headmistress came to stand in front of them. She looked around them for a few moments then cleared her throat beginning her address. It was the same one that she made every time and Satoshi had heard it many times since he had started here so he tuned it out focusing instead on the boy that was standing in front of him. Nino looked just as zoned out as he was and wasn’t even looking at the headmistress his eyes were moving over the grounds and the house with a great deal of distaste on his face. He tried to think of the name he was positive that he had heard the name before. It was somewhere in the depths of his mind but no matter how much he tried to place it, it wouldn’t come it was like a pesky rabbit that was running around wildly.
He hadn’t been lived in Japan for a long time, his father had all but abandoned him here when he was 14 but he still visited Japan each summer holiday even though he hated it. His parents were very wealthy or his father was he was the bastard child given the best of everything but not love. He hated going to the house of his father and he spent as much time as he could at conventions and art galleries anything was better than being glared at by people that wished he was dead. Satoshi stifled a sigh smiling when he watched Nino give a loud yawn stretching out his back drawing the attention of the headmistress. Satoshi thought that she was going to say something but instead she gave a smile and bowed her head a little
“I’m sorry, you all must be tired...The head boys and girls will show you all to your rooms...” She said waving her hand and the four heads moved forward smiling at the new students before leading them into the main doors. As they started forward Sho grabbed his arm and held him back whispering,
“Do you know who he is?”
“No...He looks familiar though...” Satoshi answered his eyes on Nino again, Nino was swinging his bag around talking rapidly to Masaki who was nodding and agreeing with everything that he said. Sho cleared his throat and then growled,
“He’s a member of the royal family...”
“He’s a prince?” Satoshi asked in surprise and Sho nodded,
“Yes...Branch family...I think he’s sixth in line to the throne or something...” he told him and Satoshi had to admit that he was surprised. There had been other royals in the school before but he never expected to see a member of the Japanese royal family here and all he could think to ask was,
“So why would he be sent here?”
“I dunno...I mean apparently...He's meant to be ‘reckless’ and I think there was some rumour of him falling into a bad crowd...” Sho shrugged and Satoshi guessed that he would know, as his friend spent most of the time studying newspapers. This knowledge would make it more difficult for him to spend time with the younger boy but he wasn’t going to let it stop him, in fact it made things all the more interesting.
TBC
A/N: So the wonderful and amazing arashi4dream1 requested that I continue this as her patreon story…Unfortunately I couldn’t continue as I was disappointed with the way that it went >.< so I’ve decided to rewrite and edit it in the same way I have been doing my others it will be posted on Tuesdays…The first couple will be the same-ish…But like The War will deviate at some point in the near future >.<
PG-NC17
AU,ROMANCE,
The building was old, very old with red and cream bricks and ivy that grew up one side and covered the edges of most of the building and stained glass windows. The courtyard was made up of pea-gravel and crunched under foot. It was edged with a rainbow of flowers of all different colours the smell that came from them was intense and clung to the people that both lived and worked there. It had once been the home of a duke and duchess but now it served as an elite boarding school that catered the rich and the wealthy from any country. Today it was getting three new arrivals from Japan, three from Germany and four from America. The staff were prepared the rooms had been made ready and there was a buzz of excitement amongst the students as they wondered what the new comers were going to be like.
At 8 o’clock sharp all of the staff and students were waiting outside of the building for the sleek black bus that was coming in from the airport hotel the students had stayed in last night. The head boys Sho Sakurai and Satoshi Ohno and the head girls Mellissa Fuchs and Sophia Martinez were standing out in the front. Satoshi was humming under his breath with a blank expression on his face his finger getting dangerously close to his nose and if Sho didn’t slap it away it would have been inserted into his nostril. He turned and flashed a smile at his friend and then looked back when he heard the bus coming towards them. The windows were blacked out so it was impossible for anyone to see the new students but that didn’t stop everyone from standing on their tiptoes trying to look in.
The bus stopped and let out a hiss of steam and then the door opened with a clatter. The first students were three girls from their accents it was obvious that they were the Americans. They were pretty enough girls, currently out of the school uniform they were dressed to the nines with the latest fashions. The next was two boys speaking in rapid German followed but a bouncy blonde girl that was speaking in broken English to a boy with light brown hair and a deep broad American accent. The last two were three Japanese students’ two boys and a girl. Ohno’s eyes immediately fell on the smallest of the three, his hair was inky black and his skin was like smooth batter. There was a mole on his chin which was the only speck of colour there. His eyes were dark and alert and Satoshi noticed that they were also very wild and full of anger. His fingers were clenched around the bag that he was holding and he spared them only a moment before turning to the taller man that was beside him.
Ohno’s eyes went to other boy and he had to admit that he was also attractive, tall with a lean body and pretty oval face that was tanned with full lips of light pink, he could imagine that a lot of guys and girls would find him attractive but not his type he moved back to the smaller boy letting out a happy hum as he and his friend followed the rest of the crowd and came to stand in front of the teachers.
“Violet Marsh” The first of the American girls said and Satoshi offered a polite nod and a smile as he introduced himself, feeding her the same line he would tell all the students, ‘I am very pleased to meet you, if you need any help please don’t hesitate to find me’ he said the same thing over and over until the line reached the small boy with the angry eyes.
“Ninomiya Kazunari...Most people call me Nino...” He said lazily offering him his hand. Satoshi took it and gave it a squeeze his thumb running over the back of his hand the smile on his face becoming real for the first time that day. Nino looked at him his head tilted to one side but with a tight smile on his face but he didn’t move away his hand and Satoshi decided to take that as a good sign.
“Nice to meet you Nino...I’m Satoshi Ohno...I’m one of the head boys if you need anything at all please come and find me...” He said softly finally letting go of his hand immediately missing the warmth. As soon as he was released Nino turned to his taller friend and then gave a frustrated wine tugging on his arm.
“Yes...Masaki...Come on! I’m tired!”
“Eh? Nino...We’re still making the introductions!” Masaki said his voice breathless and high his handsome face was etched with panic for a moment. His eyes darted around and he pulled his arm away “We don’t even know where we’re going...”
“We’ll be showing you to your room later but there is still a speech from the headmistress...” Satoshi told them gently and was surprised when Nino gave a loud click of the tongue his arms folding over his chest his bag swinging around and hitting both him and Masaki in the stomachs. Satoshi gave a loud grunt wondering if he had brought stones with him from Japan in his rucksack. Whatever it was certainly packed a wallop and knocked the wind out of him.
“Sorry” The boy said bluntly sounding like he was bored and irritated more than sorry. Satoshi gave a smile and shook his head a little rubbing his stomach before motioning for them to move forward and stand in a row in front of the other students. They did as they were bid and soon the old headmistress came to stand in front of them. She looked around them for a few moments then cleared her throat beginning her address. It was the same one that she made every time and Satoshi had heard it many times since he had started here so he tuned it out focusing instead on the boy that was standing in front of him. Nino looked just as zoned out as he was and wasn’t even looking at the headmistress his eyes were moving over the grounds and the house with a great deal of distaste on his face. He tried to think of the name he was positive that he had heard the name before. It was somewhere in the depths of his mind but no matter how much he tried to place it, it wouldn’t come it was like a pesky rabbit that was running around wildly.
He hadn’t been lived in Japan for a long time, his father had all but abandoned him here when he was 14 but he still visited Japan each summer holiday even though he hated it. His parents were very wealthy or his father was he was the bastard child given the best of everything but not love. He hated going to the house of his father and he spent as much time as he could at conventions and art galleries anything was better than being glared at by people that wished he was dead. Satoshi stifled a sigh smiling when he watched Nino give a loud yawn stretching out his back drawing the attention of the headmistress. Satoshi thought that she was going to say something but instead she gave a smile and bowed her head a little
“I’m sorry, you all must be tired...The head boys and girls will show you all to your rooms...” She said waving her hand and the four heads moved forward smiling at the new students before leading them into the main doors. As they started forward Sho grabbed his arm and held him back whispering,
“Do you know who he is?”
“No...He looks familiar though...” Satoshi answered his eyes on Nino again, Nino was swinging his bag around talking rapidly to Masaki who was nodding and agreeing with everything that he said. Sho cleared his throat and then growled,
“He’s a member of the royal family...”
“He’s a prince?” Satoshi asked in surprise and Sho nodded,
“Yes...Branch family...I think he’s sixth in line to the throne or something...” he told him and Satoshi had to admit that he was surprised. There had been other royals in the school before but he never expected to see a member of the Japanese royal family here and all he could think to ask was,
“So why would he be sent here?”
“I dunno...I mean apparently...He's meant to be ‘reckless’ and I think there was some rumour of him falling into a bad crowd...” Sho shrugged and Satoshi guessed that he would know, as his friend spent most of the time studying newspapers. This knowledge would make it more difficult for him to spend time with the younger boy but he wasn’t going to let it stop him, in fact it made things all the more interesting.
TBC
A/N: So the wonderful and amazing arashi4dream1 requested that I continue this as her patreon story…Unfortunately I couldn’t continue as I was disappointed with the way that it went >.< so I’ve decided to rewrite and edit it in the same way I have been doing my others it will be posted on Tuesdays…The first couple will be the same-ish…But like The War will deviate at some point in the near future >.<
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