A visit to Germany already was quite the long way to go, especially in the middle of winter. A country with about zero language knowledge he had in, barely understanding people when they talked to him slowly. What would go wrong? Right, his butler and servants suddenly separating from him, the thirteen year old boy who thought he was independent enough to get around for now, he'd find and scold them eventually.

That's what he had assumed. Not that he'd eventually grow tired and lost all sense of orientation, ending up in some, maybe to his luck, quiet alley nobody really went through. He had simply sat down there, wrapped into the cape he wore, yet it barely helped against the cold winter air, the tights underneath his shorts almost too thin.

Footsteps were suddenly echoing from the walls of the alley, the last thing he'd want right now. Unaware it was someone only a few years older than him, coming home from a simply going out with their friends. You.