A warm hand woke him up, pinching both sides of his cheeks, slowly he opened his eyes, yup, he confirmed it, it was his Grandma Agatha, waking him up like the usual way she does it, with her warm hands just fresh out of cooking meals downstairs, this is how she greets and wakes her grandsons up, this was the famed Summers way.

Agatha Summers has completed her morning rounds of waking her grand kids for breakfast, Agatha Summers is the matriarch of the clan, ever since she married Bo Summers she made it her mission in life to keep the name Summers in the highest pedestal, she has been the controlling force behind the surge of the name, people back in her day feared her but at the same time adored and praised her. Now on the sunset of her glory days and seeing that the family name is to be kept in it's prestige on the hands of the new generation of summers, her mission now is to find her grand kids worthy partners, to find worthy girls and boy to uphold the name Summers.

Rafael Summers, the only son of Agatha's already sitting in the table, Sara, his wife, a famed actress turned fashion icon and designer by his side. Rafael inherited the company from his father Bo, when he was 19, after his father losing a battle against cancer. For a teenage boy to inherit such big company, he needed he mother's help to run the whole thing, and together they made through the rough patch, and it made them both stronger, especially Rafael who grew not only into a fine young man but into a fierce leader that bowed to no one, that was determined to achieve what he wanted no matter the hindrances in front of him and a passion to continue his father's, and now his own legacy. He met Sara once at a commercial shoot the young actress booked back in the day, she was a mere nobody in the showbiz world that time, but all of that changed after that one fateful encounter, Rafael fell for the young actress at first sight so he pursued her and married her right away after passing the critical taste and test from his mother, and as it turned out, with Sara's passion for showbiz and the Summers backing her up she made it big time, gaining grounds through her career and proving her doubters and naysayers wrong, she became a famed actress she was destined to be, she then turned her attention now to fashion after her youngest and most beloved son, Belerick suggested she should try becoming a fashion icon and designer after watching all her old iconic looks that until now, people are talking about.

Rafael and Sara welcomed their first son, Rossitier Summers six years after they married, now 26, the eldest of the next generation of Summers stands proud as the eldest and expects the company to fall under his hands. Ross, is a notorious playboy, with his wealthy background accompanied by his good looks, it's hard for girls to deny his advances and more often than not gives in to his prince charming-like lure. His father gave him the VP of Marketing job at 23 just after graduating college at a prestigious university abroad, his father admitted he was too ambitious and cocky for his taste, and his playboy title may ruin the image of the company and their name, but he knows Rossitier would do anything to keep their glory.

After two years, they welcomed their next son, Cassidus Summers, who is now 24 and is the Chief Information Officer of the company, he is the exact opposite of his brother Ross, although both good looking, Cassidus is more refined and well mannered, he graduated in the same university as his older brother and dedicated himself to serve his father's company, vowing to him to always make sure he has his Ross's back no matter what, Rafael admired Cassidus's loyalty to him and the company, this sometimes results into big arguments with Ross and his father who always tries to convince him to be like more Cassidus. This attitude serves as Agatha's reason to set him up with an insurmountable number of girls she likes Cassidus to marry, all of which he rejected.

Sara wanted to have a daughter so bad that they tried once more, thus, the couple decided to have their youngest, Belerick Summers, Sara has convinced her husband that she feels the child she was carrying's a girl, so they had everything set up was for a girl, to their shock and Agatha's disdain, it was not a girl, but a precious little boy that has his Grandpa Bo's soft and puppy brown eyes. Maybe it was Sara and Agatha's fault Belerick grew effeminate, Sara wanted to have a daughter so bad, and that Belerick looked so pretty when he was younger that he was dressed and treated like a girl by his mother, Rafael protested to his wife but she never listened, so he went to his mother to try to convince his wife to stop whatever the hell she was doing, Agatha's was on her son's side at first, but upon seeing that soft brown eyed infant wearing his little angel wings, giggling and wiggling in front of her won her over. And instead of stopping Sara, they joined forces spoiling Belerick and making him their personal dress-up doll much to Rafael surprise and disappointment, dressing him up as a cute princess and appearing with him on various big events, not to mention the consistent girl-themed parties they've been throwing for him until his 7th birthday, people thought the youngest Summers was a girl, and like his two older brothers, he disappeared in the public eyes for years, and not until he started going into an elite high school for the richest, that he made a scandal with coming out as actually a boy. He's without a doubt the favorite of both Sara and Agatha spoiling him of whatever the hell he wishes, but despite this, he grew up as a very well mannered and dainty person, to Rafael surprise and delight.

Rafael and Belerick was never really close when he was younger, but as time passes by Rafael learned to appreciate him more and more as Belerick continues to appeal and impress his him, he obviously did not care anymore about his youngest's orientation, but actually he thinks it is his youngest greatest weapon, he had seen boys both of his age and older, fancy over him, even though he is a boy, what did he expected anyways, he was raised by his matriarch mother who was smart, valiant and resilient, mashed with his wife's sweet, spunky and alluring attributes and not to mention he was also passionate, street-smart and brave like him. He was a sure fire classic recipe of a Summers, his fondest memory of his youngest son was that time their company was threatened by an ex-employee's son who threatened to release secret recipes to the general public and destroy their image if his father was not paid for a ridiculous amount of money, he saw his sweet, sweet little Belerick who was a freshman in high school stepped up when everyone in the company was panicking, he turned the tides against the perpetrator and saw his sweetness thaw into a cold blooded person, which weirdly reminded him of his mother from the old days. He saw his mother smile as if she observed how the youngest of the brothers took control of the matter with ease, then proceeded to look at him with satisfactory in her eyes, he knew that moment that it was probably her mother's idea to turn the youngest of the Summers into her personal secret weapon. That sounds very much what his mother would do.

Looking at his three sons now sitting across the table, he felt proud, he felt safe handing the company to any of them, he's sure they will take the company to even more greatness.

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They were about two minutes into breakfast when one of their maids came in accompanying a stranger, a tall blond boy looking dapper on his navy blue suit and tie. Both Rossitier and Cassidus took tuns looking at each other then settling their eyes on Belerick. "Looks like it's your time of the month El." His mother Sara said raising her glass of fresh chilled mango drink to him. Agatha stood up as she clasped her hands in glee. "Ahhhhh, you're here finally! I thought you'd never come!" She greeted the handsome boy as she drag him into the middle of the dining table near Belerick. "Oh boy, here it comes." Ross whispered to Cassidus that made both of them cracked up, Their father responded with a kick in the shin to Ross who's unfortunately closer to him that made him howl. "I'm sorry, mother? who is our guest for this month?" Rafael asked his mother, this was common event at the Summers' residence, between Cassidus and Belerick, Agatha picks a boy and a girl, that she likes for her grandchildren to marry and forces them into her grandchildren's throats. Last month was a girl named Irene from Australia was her pick for Cassidus, and now, it appears to be Belerick's turn. "This boy right here is Aurelion James, his grandma and I are friends." Agatha announced as if expecting applause from the rest of them, "He's tall, probably 6'2, he has this pretty blond cropped hair and he just finished his Post Graduate Economics from Harvard, Isn't he lovely?" Agatha said seemed to be pleased with her choice of boy for his favorite grandson. "I'm actually 6'3, but thank you, and uh, I'ts nice to meet all of you." The tall american boy said locking eyes with Belerick. "He is lovely mother, amazing pick this time." Sara said, Belerick turned to look at his mother, shaking his head a little in disbelief, Sara just game him a little nod and smile. "What? He looks like your type El, admit it." She continued. "Oh my god. Please. We are eating breakfast." Belerick said blush building up on both of his cheeks. "Oh right, i'm sorry, please have breakfast with us! Come one, seat! seat besides El!" Agatha said as he dragged the boy to his supposed seat, gesturing the helpers to properly serve the american boy.

Upon seating Aurelion leaned in to Belerick, "It's nice to see you again after all this time." He said, much to the confusion of Belerick. "You don't remember me?" he asked, Belerick just shake his head. "No, i'm sorry, have we met before?" El said. "Yeah, we've met, fifteen years ago." Aurelion said and smiled, Belerick noticed how green his eyes were, suddenly remembering memories buried deep within him, forming an o shape with his mouth, he remembered him, the boy he met fifteen years ago, back when he visited Central Park for the first time, how he would never forget that emerald eyes. "You're squirrel boy?" he said out loud, all eyes darted towards them. "Yes, that's me, sailor moon neptune." He whispered back, blush evidently touching his face.

[Meeting The Summers |END]