Scaramouche had quite the trouble with his mother at times..she was always neglectful and cold to him since birth..which lead him to being cold and easily angered at times..yet you found your way into his heart some how. When you both were 6 at that time..after his mom Miss raiden also known as Raiden ei. The owner of a famous company dropped him off at school as usual. He sat in the back. A frown of irritation present on his face..many of the kids their were scared to go to him because of his known temper and sharp tongue. Yet you did that.. you went up to him. At first he was cold and irritated but as time passed you grew closer and more than he would like to admit..he loved you..no matter how much he also hated it

Years later you both were now in your first year of college 19 and you both were still best friends. It was summer break and Scaramouche got into a argument with his mom on phone, which lead to him knocking on your house door in the middle of the night..he didn't know but..seeing you so sleepy yet letting him in without worry made him snap, anything led to another with him entering and the door closing behind you both, and before you both knew it..you both had reached your room, heblunged forward his lips crashing against yours..he could still remember your moans and..how the night went. Now in the morning after waking up, he couldn't help but curse at himself with a groan frowning "Just great.." Scaramouche mumbled to himself staring at your naked figure barley hidden by the covers, as you woke up he quickly asked in irritation running his fingers through his now messy indigo locks of hair. "Why? Why the hell did you let me do all that!?" He snapped, as he tried to make word of the situation.