It was a dark night and a little boy lost his way toward his house, the night was full of stars as not a single cloud could be seen in the distance with the moon being full during that night. He wandered a bit, searching for a village as he found a high wall which had rusty red bricks, some of them broken and fallen down onto the ground. They were covered with dark green vines which seemed never to have been chopped down. He grabbed onto one of the vines and climbed up onto the wall.

Once he was on top of the wall his eyes widen as he saw the most beautiful garden in his life. There were unique flowers, with petals glowing into the darkness. They looked like roses which were white and didn't have thorns. The boy jumped down, without thinking how he would leave as the petals from roses flew up in the sky. His face approached the warm smile as he started walking around, in the garden.

He was amazed by the garden as he found the path that he followed, with the moonlight showing him the way he should go. He soon found a bench, which was also white with white vines covering its sides. On the bench, there was a small boy who was sitting, all alone, with a single white rose in his hand. He was gazing deep into the flower's petals until he felt another presence near him. The boy turned around, only to see a small, fair skinned boy behind him.

He had black hair, which was shoulder length with yellow eyes which resembled the gold. His clothes were thorn a bit as he wore a white shirt and simple black pants with small shoes, which were reddish. "Who are you?" The boy asked as he held the rose tightly. He gazed into boy's eyes deeply, not showing fear. The boy slowly spoke. "I am Timothy." He said while he glanced over the boy. He had light pink hair, with his bangs covering each side of his eyes. It was a bit more than shoulder length hair. His eyes were light green. His clothes were more like a white suit except a small black detail, his belt. Pockets could be seen on each side of his pants as he wore luxurious white boots, over his pants ends. "May I ask who you are?" Timothy asked while gazing into boy's green eyes. "Why do you want to know my name?" The boy said while he jumped down from the bench. "You came to kill me, didn't you?" He glared into Timothy's eyes. "No, I didn't." Timothy said as the boy started shaking a bit. Timothy tried to move closer to him, only to find him backing away.

The boy fell down, onto the ground as Timothy got closer to him. He stretched hand out while giving him a small, gentle smile. The boy grabbed onto his hand and stood up again. "My name is Louis…" The boy said, with a low voice as Timothy chuckled a bit and scanned the boy. He found him super cute as he patted his head gently only to find his hair silky and soft to the touch. "So soft~" Timothy said as Louis blushed a bit and looked away from Timothy.

After some time Louis looked up at Timothy as he slowly asked. "How did you end up here?" Louis asked Timothy who found himself in deep thought. "I ended up here because I got lost in the forest while I was searching for my village." Timothy simply said as he looked at Louis, with a small smile. "Then, come with me and we can search for the village tomorrow, okay?" Louis said as he grabbed Timothy's hand and started walking toward the mansion. "Ouh, okay~" Timothy said, with a sweet voice as he followed Louis down the stone path which was rusty and old, like bricks. They were dark gray and lead toward a big, white palace which Timothy never saw thus his jaw dropped big only to cause Louis a smile on his face. Louis found his behavior very cute and caused him smile. He never smiled like that in front of anyone which made him blush a bit.