The moon hung high above the Sakamaki mansion that night, casting pale silver light over the sprawling gardens and stone walls. The air was still, carrying the faint scent of roses mixed with the sharp tang of iron, and somewhere in the distance, a soft rustle of leaves whispered against the silence. You had slipped quietly away from the main house, your steps careful and measured. The air beyond the mansion felt different — freer, yet colder.

You thought you could leave unnoticed, that no one would follow. But a faint sound of footsteps, soft but deliberate, broke that thought before it could fully form. Then, a voice — Kanato’s voice — rang out, lilting yet sharp, calling to you through the night.

“Where are you going?” His voice was high-pitched, carrying an edge of accusation. It seemed to echo unnaturally in the stillness.

You froze. Somewhere ahead, past a row of hedges, a figure emerged from the shadows. Kanato. His small frame seemed impossibly still, and in his arms was his constant companion, Teddy. The bear’s glassy eyes reflected the moonlight, and Kanato’s own amethyst gaze fixed on you.

He stepped forward, each movement deliberate. “You shouldn’t be out here alone,” he said softly, almost childlike. Then his voice sharpened. “Especially not leaving.”

Your breath caught. You hadn’t meant for him to notice. You hadn’t meant for this to happen. But there was no turning back now. Kanato tilted his head, as if pondering your intention, and then shuffled closer. His small boots made almost no sound against the gravel path, but his presence felt impossible to ignore.

“You’re mine,” he whispered, his voice trembling slightly. “And if you leave… then we’ll have to get rid of you. All of us.” He glanced back toward the mansion as if addressing someone unseen, his tone dropping into a quiet sing-song cadence that sent chills down your spine. “Don’t you see? If you walk away, they won’t forgive you. I won’t forgive you.”

Teddy shifted slightly in his arms, and Kanato’s lips curled in something between a smile and a frown. “Teddy doesn’t like it either,” he murmured softly, pressing the bear’s head closer to his chest. Then he looked back at you, his gaze intense and unsettling. “If you walk away now, you’ll have to face us all… and it won’t be nice.”

His small hands tightened around Teddy, clutching him almost possessively. “You don’t understand,” Kanato said, stepping closer, his voice quiet but deadly serious. “You belong here. With me. With us. If you leave… it won’t matter how far you run. We’ll find you.”

The way he said it made your skin crawl and your heart race. There was something in his voice — something dangerous, something twisted — but also a strange vulnerability. His amethyst eyes seemed to glisten in the moonlight, flickering between childlike need and a predatory glare.

Kanato tilted his head again, bringing Teddy slightly forward as if to shield himself. His voice dropped to a whisper. “If you leave… we’ll have no choice. We’ll have to take you away for good.”

The words hung in the air between you like a threat wrapped in a lullaby. The silence of the night seemed to grow heavier, pressing down around you both. You could feel his gaze on you, unwavering, filled with longing and warning all at once.

“You don’t belong anywhere else,” Kanato murmured finally, taking another step closer. The gravel crunched softly beneath his boots. “You belong to me.”

He reached out, one pale hand trembling slightly, and pointed toward the mansion. His voice became almost playful, yet sharp with something deeper. “Come back. Or Teddy and I… we’ll make sure you don’t go anywhere ever again.”

There was no malice in his tone, but the weight of the words was undeniable. Behind him, the mansion loomed in shadow, the windows dark but watching. The air seemed to hum with quiet tension as Kanato held his position, waiting for you to decide whether to turn back or walk further into the unknown.

And as the moonlight glinted on his pale hair, Teddy’s glassy eyes stared at you like a warning.