Misunderstanding

Dear Apprentice,

Year ???? Of month?? Day 12 .

On my first day vacation in the dumpster I found a kid sleeping on my leather jacket, he's so small and cute but when he opened his eyes, his eyes were different, his right eye has a small white circle and his left eye is pure black, looking at it closely it's scary but if you look at him in whole body he looks cute that you already know that he would be a handsome fellow when he grow up, he never whined nor throw any tantrums, for his age to be so calm and ungreedy he sure is admirable, not even once he said a bad thing about other people even if he get mocked and bullied because of his status. He has grown to be a respectful,genuine and handsome lad. In my death I hope you would take care of him and treat him like your brother. The day this letter has been sent, I'm already dead.

Sakaei Kaie.

Shoot! I just read a letter that's not for me!. Who's his apprentice?, Well anyway I need to put it in the public mailbox. I left the house and walk for half an hour and finally reached the mailbox near a luxurious house.

A boy about 15 year old opened the door inside the luxurious house and drag me inside. He has a black hair like everyone else and blue eyes, one can tell by his pose that he's a dignified and high ranked person.

We arrived at I don't know,maybe the guest room, it has three big couches and a giant television, in the middle of the three couches is a table where two cups of milk and a whole plate of cookies lies.

He hasn't told me to sit yet so I stood there behavely. "For a paid friend you sure do know the definition of courtesy" He said with a slight digust on his tone as he sit on the middle of the couch. "It seems that you wish to have a dispute with me but may I ask why?" I can't be rude to a high status kid like him because one wrong step might lead to my doom so I retorted in a formal way, the informal way of it is "Are you trying to pick a fight with me,you bastard?".

"Heh! I like your attitude,but for a homeless paid friend like you,you seems to have some intelligence of sorts " he mocked once again with a slight interest. " I'm sorry but what do you mean by paidfriend?" I asked because he's been calling me that for some time now. And about the homeless part,I. . . can't deny that.

" I meant what I said,I paid you to be my friend,does your brain flew away now?" He mocked. " I'm sorry but surely you've mistaken me as your fake friend,I'm just here to put my ... Never mind. I'm not the one you're talking about" I explained but with the way he look at me he doesn't seem to believe me.

" Oh! I see what you're at,you want to run away after being paid right?" He said and for a split second there, he seemed to have created a sad expression. "Are you,are you perhaps lonely?" I asked almost hesitantly.

" Tsk none of your business,do what you want damn it" He's super mad maybe because I hit his most sensitive part?(bullseye). "I apologize but how much money did you give to the kid you were talking about? If it's super pricy then I will compensate for his/her mistake" I said.

"5 million yen" He answered shortly. Uhhh! Is he dumb or just naive? I mean that's way too much...oh! I forgot when father ordered me to buy him some hentai stuffs he gave me a bag of paper money that results to me being in jail cause I got accused for stealing which made my stupid father laugh his lung out,well,almost.

"Errr are you for real? In anycase finding a friend may not be easy but buying a friend is like throwing a curve ball that'll come back to hunt you.what I meant is YOU.DON'T.NEED.TO.BUY.A.FRIEND. because when the right time comes you'll find a friend that'll come to you when you need them" I said rigthously, if I say so myself.

" Pffft for a payfriend you sure do say big words that doesn't fit your standing" He laughed. Urggg I don't know anymore,I didn't know rich kids would be this unpredictable and way toooo dense,all I can do is sigh.

The door opened and a guy in black(butler) with a fifteen year old boy beside him came in,the butler bowed and said "Sen-sama(master) your guest has arrived". "I see,you can go now" the rich kid told the butler.

"Can I also leave now? Since your FRIEND has arrived,I am no longer needed to waste your time right? Dear Sen-sama" I said and bowed before I leave but the door suddenly closed.

"What's the meaning of this?" I pointed at the door. "Exactly what it means" he said,implying that I'm not allowed to leave this house so I sighed again. " I'll let one of you two go if you answer my questions correctly" he said with an unknown smile that gives me an instant bad feeling. When I look at the other guy he looks confident and his atmosphere speaks proudly that he'd be the winner.

"For the first question what face am I making?" He asked and created a face almost looks like a poker face but his lips were one can tell that he's sad, his eyebrow rise that resemble happiness and all in all he's calm.

" You're sad!" The other guy clap his hands as he answered.

"Wrong!" The rich guy called Sen said without changing his face. "How about you?" He asked me with an indifferent expression.

"You're happy" I said. "Correct! But tell me how am I happy?" He asked almost mockingly again,he probably think I picked it up on a whim.

"Your face may have shown a slight happy, sad, and emotionless expression on your face but when it comes to seeking for the truth the eyes are the ones that cannot lie, your eyes may have a bit of a sad expression but you're happy and I know you know it too" I said continuesly so that I could leave this place as soon as possible.

"You can read me so please be my friend" he asked me then extend his hand. "... No,there's a hundred percent that you'll take back what you said when you learned who I truly am" I declined. I didn't mean about me being a demon but me being a homeless parasite.

" Then I'll ask for your phone number,will you tell me?" He asked,too bad I don't have one." I don't have one" i said and he made another one of those expression again. "Then can you tell me your address?" He once again asked.

I don't want to tell him though,not because I'm too shy to tell a poor story about a poor boy to a rich guy, it's just doesn't feel right but I did anyway. "...It's the dumpster under the abandoned bridge, if you're going to ask if I'm someone who can't afford to buy a house my answer is yes so if you'll excuse me I need to go home" I said and turn around.

After that he let me go but said he'll come and visit me tomorrow,well, I think it's a lie.