Onodera Ritsu murmurs incoherently as he makes the small trek from his car to his grandmother's cottage. His grandmother died a few months ago leaving her cottage and all its possessions to her only grandson. Ritsu had no idea why she would do this. He was told he stayed a few months with her when he was nine but for the life of him he couldn't remember any of it.

Ritsu sighs as he finally breaks away from the small path of trees to the cottage. His Grandmother lived alone in the woods, civilization was fifteen minutes away, and behind her cottage was at least ten miles of forest. The cottage itself was beautiful, it was made out of stone, glass windows were seen in every inch of wall-it was obvious his grandmother loved to view nature-and the shape reminded Ritsu of the Highland castles in Ireland.

His mother advised him to sell the cottage but he'd doubted anyone would buy a small house in the middle of nowhere. It sounded like one of those horror movies he used to watch; someone living alone, away from civilization, where killers could be lurking about and there was nowhere to run or hide expect the dark forest. It didn't mean that he won't try. He had no use for a cottage in his busy life.

Ritsu pulls up his red sweater and takes out the key from his blue jeans. The sweater was given to him when his grandmother died. He assumed she made it for him. It was soft and a little too big on him but it was nice for the cool March air.

Ritsu puts the key into the lock and opens the door. Inside Ritsu was surprised by how clean everything looked. The windows allowed light to brighten the house, the wooden chairs and couches were light green, the fireplace was made out of a yellow-green rock, off to the side was a large kitchen with a modern marble table in the middle and two high stools, and pillows were stacked just about everywhere. He could only assume his grandmother loved to sit comfortable anywhere she went.

Ritsu inspected the house for any faults. It was perfect. Nothing was molding or falling apart, his grandmother took care of the cottage well.

Going into the only bedroom, Ritsu was surprised yet again by the condition of the room. There was a king size bed, a large burgundy dresser, to the right there was an office desk that Ritsu instantly fell in love with, and to the left was an open patio overseeing the garden.

Ritsu frowns at this. Who left the doors open? He wasn't informed of anyone coming to the cottage before him. He goes to close the doors but stops short when he sees a man on his knees, his back to him, tending the garden.

Ritsu blinks in surprise. Who was he? The man wore a black shirt and blue jeans; he had black hair, a lean figure, and in his right hand held a scoop. Beside him was a basket filled with fresh Daffodil.

Ritsu steps forward hesitantly. "Um, hello?"

The man stops and looks over his shoulder. Ritsu sucks in a breath as he gets a good view of his face. Strong cheek bones, a square jaw, full lips. There was no emotion as he looked at Ritsu, no hint of surprise or shamed at being caught, the man looked on with bored eyes.

Ritsu shivers. The look in those gold eyes, the intensity, had Ritsu taking a step back. The man stands gracefully and it takes Ritsu's breath away. He was surrounded by various types of flowers, his hair was flowing with the light wind, and those gold eyes seemed toglow. Wait…what?

"Who the hell are you?"

Ritsu snaps back into reality at the man's harsh tone. "Uh…Huh?" Ritsu inwardly smacks himself. Great, he sounded like an idiot.

"You're trespassing on private property. Get out."

Ritsu narrows his eyes, his irritation coming back to him in a rush. "Actually, I own this cottage now. So that means you're on my property!"

"Ha!?" The man dusts himself before making his way over to Ritsu. Ritsu takes a step back as the man easily towers over him. "You'reOnodera Ritsu?"

Ritsu felt his irritation rise at the mocking tone this bastard used. He lifts his chin, crosses his arms, and sneers, "Yes, I am. Who areyou?"

The man ignores his questions and smirks. "Well look at that. You grew. But not that much." The man reaches out to tug at his red sweater, his eyes going soft for a second before hiding it behind a smirk.

Ritsu felt his cheeks heat up in anger. "What the hell are you babbling about?"

The man's smirk deepens. "My name is Takano Masamune. I'm your neighbor."

"Neighbor?" He wasn't informed about this. Surely someone would have told him that there was someone else living within the area.

Masamune nods and points his thumb at the trees behind the cottage. "I live a few feet into the forest."

Ritsu looks in the direction where Masamune was pointing at. For some reason, that part of the forest seemed darker and foreboding. It sent another shiver down his spine.

Masamune ruffles his hair suddenly causing Ritsu to jump in fright. He quickly slaps his hand away. "Don't do that! I'm not a kid."

Masamune waves it away as he goes back to the garden to gather his things. "How long will you be staying here?"

Ritsu frowns, "I'm not. I just wanted to see the condition of the cottage."

Basket in hand, Masamune turns his head back at Ritsu with an intense look. Ritsu shifts uncomfortably. Why did he feel like his very soul was open to that gaze? "…This is yours now. Your grandmother gave it to you."

"I know that."

"Then? Why not live here?"

"I can't. I have work." Ritsu shakes his head. "Anyway, why are you so concerned about that?"

Masamune turns around to fully face him and Ritsu was startled by the way his eyes glowed. It was just his imagination, Ritsu told himself. Just the sunlight reflecting his eyes.

"Because I will have only you."

Ritsu blinks at the odd answer. "W-what?"

"You don't remember me." Masamune says it more like a statement than a question. "We were children. You would always play in the forest with me."

Really? Why couldn't he remember any of it? "I'm sorry. I-I don't remember."

Masamune nods. "I understand. It was…difficult for you back then."

"What do you mean? What happened?" Was there a reason he couldn't remember his time here?

Masamune smirks. "You have to stay and find out. Or are you too scared to stay at the cottage?"

Ritsu scoffs, "I'm not afraid!"

"Then stay and I'll tell you everything that happened, my little red." With that, Masamune moves away from the cottage and disappears into the forest.

Fuming, Ritsu scowls. Who does he think he is!? He wasn't scared of anything! Ritsu marches into the cottage and plans his free week stay here.

…

Did he just agree to stay here? Crap!

Yeah, i know. What am i posting this. XD