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Kataro Sousuke

The limo sped along beneath the setting sun. The rays of color filtered away by the one way glass becoming duller then they should be. The ‘boy’ inside gazed out as it blurred into one. He was silent and deep in thought about it all. He let a gentle sigh pass through his lips as his door was opened by the tall man who barely ever left his side. He stepped out adjusting the suit he had donned for the occasion. A traditional black tux, crisp and fresh not a crease out of place.

He headed in and couldn’t help but cringe inwardly as his butler coughed and announced his arrival. “Master Sousuke” his voice was clear and crisp like his own suit and the smile he wore. Most of the guests turned to let their eyes momentarily linger on the almost stiff boy as he walked down to join them. ”I told you Carlos I dislike being introduced like that.” the young muster whispered so only his butler could hear. His butler shrugged it off without a word knowing any would possible upset the young master. He glanced at the butler ”I will be fine by myself Carlos; I shall call for you if you are needed.” it was then he noticed the artist and couldn’t help but smile slightly at his agitation from all the attention. Grabbing a drink that was being offered around he brought the glass to his lips gently sipping it as if savoring the taste. He would much like the evening to go without much interaction and thus he made himself look busy, staring at one of the pictures on the wall. His dazzling blue eyes seemed to shine gently against the pale skin and dark hair which he gazed at the extravagant piece of art before him.

He didn't move from the spot nor seem to move at all except to raise the slender hand holding his drink to his lips to drink some more of the delicious champagne.