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Spoiled little Rich Boy

Risa blushed almost immediately when he pulled her into a hug as she felt his face on her hair. It made her heart throb and smiled as she hugs him back. "If that's what you say then.. I believe you Syrrus." she said as she pulled and looked at his precious face and carresses his cheeks gently with her soft and small hands of hers. Risa gazed at his eyes for awhile and hugs him back. Although, she still wondered why he was called a violent man, but then thought maybe he did something to Edward.
 
Syrrus nodded. It wasn't important anyway. Not much that the man had in his head was important at the moment. This was why he just stood there and held her against his chest for what felt like an eternity. He would then move, gaze into her eyes and smile slightly. "Thank you." He wondered if she was done for the day, for he did no longer feel like spending any time in school. He wanted to go somewhere, anywhere and just be. It was something Syrrus often did when he felt lost at heart, wander and wander until he felt better. Or until he found his family grave, that always helped too.
 
"I'm finished with school by the way." Risa said as she smiled up at him. "How about we go to that job of yours now, I'm sure Ed will be glad to have you around, and I'm sure that you two will get alone well." she said as she pulls herself away from him and then slides open the door of the classroom. She looked at him for awhile and then remembered what Leyla's husband told him. She thought that Leyla was lucky to have a man like him, a man who takes care of his wife and looks out for her.
 
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Syrrus nodded and followed her, wrapping his arm around hers, like you do when you're a gentleman. He didn't much feel like one anymore. After seeing the man who had everything Syrrus could possibly want, he was no longer sure who he actually was himself. He had played make believe his whole life. Pretended to be a main character in a fairy tale. To be the prince who saved the princess. It frustrated him that there was someone out there who was exactly that, without even trying.


At least he couldn't play the violin.


As they walked through the school, he unfortunately heard the most beautiful music. It was the Piano in the music room. He could hear Leyla's snicker, that little giggle that only she had when she was impressed. He didn't want to know, he didn't even want to peak. Because he knew that inside the room would Edward be, playing the piano for his wife. The most Beautiful of
 
Risa also heard someone playing the piano as she got a little curious on who was the one playing that beautiful song. "Oh wow.... " she said softly with a smile as she walks over to the room where the song is coming from and there, she stood, just outside the room and was peeking between the two opened doors. She saw Leyla watching his husband play the piano. Leyla looked happy when she was watching Edward. Risa saw how happy they were together but then as she continued to listen to Edward playing, she unconsciously cried since it was too beautiful.
 
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Edward was looking down at his fingers as he played that little song for his wife. Syrrus sighed deeply when Risa had to stop and listen, not only that but she had to stop and actually watch as well. Slowly he moved towards her and peeked inside. Feeling his heart fall, just a little. Damnable man, damnable women... That they had to notice how stupidly perfect he was.


Edward continued to play, as if no one had come to listen. He simple looked down at his fingers and how they danced over the keys.

 

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Risa noticed herself crying and wipes her tears as she turned around. She grabbed Syrrus' hand and then started dragging him away from the place. She remembered how Syrrus used to play with his violin, he was also like that but he had this certain smile that while playing his violin, he enjoyed it the most and was the happiest. "Syrrus can also play beautiful music too..." she mumbled.
 
Syrrus got a bit surprised when the young woman decided to pull him along. He peered down at her as they walked through the school, towards the exit. The piano score still ringing in his ears. As they stepped outside he took a deep breath and relaxed. Perhaps things could get better anyway.


Syrrus was odd that way, the fact that he got really paranoid around Leyla and her Husband but as soon as he could no longer see or hear them, he returned back to his senses. Happily so. Looking up and into the sky above he smiled, even.
 
Risa was happy enough that Syrrus was now okay as her hand falls onto his hand and entwined her fingers with his. It wasn't really like her but she just felt like doing this to make Syrrus comfortable again. She wanted what is best for Syrrus right now.


While they were walking over to the train station, she sits on one of the benches as she waits for the train to come. "You know Syrrus, if you have something in your mind that is bothering you, I don't mind you complaining, you can tell me all your problems if you want to." she said and smiled. Hoping he would be willing to open up.
 
Syrrus sat down next to her, resting the violin case against the ground. He looked over at her as she asked him to open up and raised an eyebrow, puzzled. "Something bothering me?" He assumed she was talking about Leyla, though... she wasn't really the problem. "I'm not bothered." Syrrus shrugged heavily and watched a train go by. He assumed that he wasn't bothered anyway. "That Edward fella sure know how to play the Piano, don't he?"
 
"Is that so...?" Risa then watched the people walk by them and puts her bag on her lap. "Edward, oh you mean Leyla's husband." she said "Yeah, he is pretty good with the piano, but I like people who plays violin more though..." she said, her cheeks turning red, and she looks down, embarrassed to what she just told him. She meant she like Syrrus rather than a guy playing the piano and was too embarrassed to even look at Syrrus right now.
 
Glancing at her Syrrus decided to smirk as he leaned back. "Don't worry, pumpkin. I know what you mean." He stroked her over the hair. "Thank you though." He peered down upon his violin, thinking to himself that he better earn enough money, quickly, to either buy himself a completely new violin or to sort out the old one. What was he without his Violin? Nothing but a wishful bard.
 
The train finally arrives and the both of them went into the train as she looks over for some free seats. Risa then wondered about something and looked up at Syrrus. "Syrrus? When is your birthday?" she bluntly asked and sees some seats at the corner and then sit on it. "Just asking, though." she added as she takes out her phone from her pocket.
 
Syrrus stopped in his tracks. Shocked over the question directed at him. No one had ever asked him about that before. He scratched the back of his head nervously as he sat down after finding two seats, one for each of them. "To be honest sweetie..." He said, looking around as if what he was going to say would be terribly embarrassing. "I don't rightfully know." He smiled at her, cheeks red. He actually had no clue what date he was born, to be honest the man didn't even know if he was twenty or not. It was all just a guess.
 
Risa was a bit surprised that he didn't know his own birthday. "Really?" she said and looked at her calendar from her phone. "Then how about the day after tomorrow, that can be you're birthday." she blushed, she was thinking of celebrating his birthday next to hers but didn't want to say that out loud to yet.
 
Syrrus scratched the back of his head. The day after tomorrow? A bit of a short notice perhaps. He figured that she had some sort of plan involved but didn't say anything about it. He simply nodded, if she wanted it to be so he'd simply let her. It wasn't more than fair. He leaned against the window and peered outside at the world which moved by quickly outside the window. Wondering for a moment how he had managed to get on a train with no money.
 
"O-oh.... b-but, if you don't like it to be that day, y-you can decide the date if you want to.." Risa said and looked down, feeling bad for just deciding on her own about Syrrus' birthday. It wasn't everyday that anyone can decide another person's birthday. She looked at the other people, minding their own business and then puts her phone back. She blushed from embarrassment from doing a selfish thing. "Syrrus... I'm sure there is a date that you want your birthday to be, right?" she asked.
 
Syrrus peered at her, a bit confused that they still were on the topic of his birthday. He didn't really mind when his birthday was, it mattered very little to him. "I don't know. I don't really know my exact age either so I don't see a problem?" He smiled at her. Why did she need his birthday anyway? They could just be together and celebrate things every day instead. However, to ease her mind he tutted and looked up into the ceiling. "How about second of December?"
 
Decemeber is just a few days away and it made Risa happy. Her birthday is actually the very same date that he just old her. She blushed at the thought and couldn't be happier than this. "A-alright then, second of december, I'll remember that!" she said with a satisfied smile. She leans onto Syrrus' shoulder and held his hand tightly. She was very happy and now, she had enough money for the violin she is supposed to buy for him this week. It was pretty obvious that she had something up her sleeve.
 
Syrrus leaned gently against her and smiled slightly. Wasn't she adorable. He looked at the world outside his windows. At the bare trees and grey clouds. Snow was going to happen sooner or later and Syrrus couldn't wait. If there was something he loved, it was indeed winter. Mumbling to himself about ice and snow he took a deep breath and just waited for the journey to end.
 
They finally made it back and Risa was beside Syrrus. They were actually at the club where Ed goes to work. "Edward!" she called out to the man with the blonde hair "Hey there Edward!" she waved her hand out to him as he saw them and came to hug the both of them. "So, where is your schedule? Oh and your form for the dorm of course." he said, he was wearing this black expensive suit. Rise noticed that the club is doing well, she can even hear the classical music from her spot, even though they are just in the waiting room.
 
Syrrus didn't need to show the man his time table, mainly because he never went to class but then to actually seem like he did indeed follow schedules and were god with times, he brought out a sheet of paper with his lessons written upon it. "I'm flexible." He said, tilting his head with a slight grin on his lips. School was the least of his problem, most of the things that happened there were far too easy for him.
 
Ed goes and looks around and smiles. "How about you two go and watch the performances here? Which one do you want? The classical or the jazz type of music? We got two stages here actually." he told Syrrus. "I think I wanna try the jazz for a change..." Risa told Edward as Ed was surprised and laughed. "Really Risa? Wow, you are really starting to change huh?" he said and pats her back. "Haha, r-really?" she asked him and was blushing about the changing part. "Is it because of this guy right here?" he pointed at Syrrus as she blushed even harder and looked down.
 
Syrrus pulled his hands down his pockets and grinned from ear to ear at the man's comment. Indeed, was it because of Syrrus? He both did and did not hope so. He didn't want to be the reason as to why the young lady would get her heart broken in the end. Following her he entered the room where the stage was, instantly realizing that he would wipe these people of the carpet with his own music. This made him feel a lot better, so he continued to grin. "Would you like a drink, Risa?"
 
Risa blushed heavily when he started to grin at her and just followed Ed and Syrrus inside the Jazz room. "O-oh sure, some juice would be fine..." she told him as she can hear the saxophone playing this cool jazz music while the audience was getting into it as well. It was really different from the songs she used to hear, usually classical songs was enough for her. Ed excused himself and goes to his office to sort the schedule for Syrrus and his form for the dorm as well.
 

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