Snippet #1362612

Ryuu tilted his head and took the box opening it. He saw the pin and smiled as he took it, following the group into the ballroom. This place was amazing, he rubbed the back of his neck feeling alittle out of place here. He sighed alittle and just found a wall to lean against, His borther's were here and they were chatting with Minako's parents, oh how he'd regret this. He shivered heavily as the thought circled his head, feeling the heat growing he removed the over-coat to his tux placing it over a near chair as he crossed his arms. "Man, I Hate my family..." He mumbled out, and without expecting to be heard, one of the twins appeared and caught his words; Yuu only smiled. "Yeah, I figured you do, why wouldn't you? you are the youngest.." Ryuu only turned to his brother and scoffed. "I maybe the youngest, but at least I learned more from mom then either of you have, and I had less time with her.." Yuu only growled in anger, but let his scowl disappear as he closed his eyes calming himself.

"You'll come to see that father cares for us, even if he makes us carry on his legacy." Ryuu only glared; a type of glare that if it could kill, it would be an incredibly slow painful death. Ryuu held so much anger and resentment for his family, that he's been pushing to get out of there, even if it took joining the military. Yuu left him against the wall, and Ryuu took the quietness as a sign of a peace-treaty at least for now. He let out a relief sigh taking a seat on the chair and resting his elbows on his knees, and his head in his hands as he let the music soothe him. He let himself relax, this party even if it seemed something fishy was going on he wasn't going to let it get him down, at least not far enough he'd do something he'd regret. The other twin seemed off chatting it away with what seemed like another rich associate of their father's, and his elder brother still seemed to eagerly chat up Minako's parents.

He lifted his face, and could see May sitting alone, laughing a little; at the fact they both seemed to have the same idea; a thought sprang in his head. He stood up walking over to her, leaving his over-coat on the chair for a marker of where he was, and where he could return to sit. He bowed; quite formally just to be playful, and outstretched his arm. "Care to dance May?" He asked then smiled laughing a little. "Come on, we can't be wall-flowers, we have to at least try and get along with all the other tireless dancers, and rich folks.." He offered a charming smile, one that didn't get flaunted to often. "Besides, I'm not much of a dancer anyways, maybe I can embarrass my brother's enough they'll tell my father to disown me and I'll be free of the legacy curse forever.." He wasn't really using May to get back at his family, more like just trying to find a way to cut loose relax a little, and get his mind away from the fact his brother's were here, and the fact his entire way of life could be in jeopardy.