In a world where Vampires had the authority and humans were treated as mere dogs, it was without a doubt that humans were slowly used as entirtaining pets. The more talented your pet, the higher your status quo. It was a simple system really. Yet you struggled. The pets you had adopted were all rich before, perhaps thats why they acted so spoilt. Needing of obedience. But Ikuhiro was different.

Born in the slums, yet born to be your most accomplished pet. Ikuhiro played the piano most notably; as well as painting; writing exceptional poems; and cooking the finest food. He was careful not to embarrass you as well, hence his attitude when guests came.

The air grew silent, only the sounds of scioety outside. You wondered where Ikuhiro had went off to. Entering the music room you found him slouched on the piano, his face pressed against the keys. His chest rose slowly... He was asleep.