A/N: Today marks my 4th Anniversary on Fanfic!

I'm very proud to have come so far with 20+ stories and more than 10 completed stories here!

I'm happy to have done the themes I've done so far and explored. Each story I wrote came with a perspective that I wanted to share, a view I wanted to show and I feel I accomplished that with each story I've written.

I also want to throw in a quick thank you to the many reviewers that took the time to review for me. It was thanks to your reviews that motivated me to continue posting my stories and hopefully you'll all continue to support me.

My Anniversary this year will not go unmarked without just a huge mass update, but a WHOLE new list of Thrill I wish to bring to all of you.

On my Profile, you'll be able to vote for two stories to join the regular line-up of releases. Like the first time I did this, the first chapter of all the stories are released for the pleasure of your viewing and reading so do take it to account along with the summary when you vote for your favorite two. If you don't have a fanfic account, you may vote via review on the stories of your choice and let me warn you, I'm only tallying people who don't have account via review so if you do have a account on fanfic and vote through review, I won't count it because I will ASSUME you've voted on my profile already.

So Please, Read, Review and vote on 'One Step At A Time', 'Frozen', 'Black Wings' or 'More Than Meets The Eyes'.

Other than that, read the mass release of stories, vote for your favorite two new stories and review for me. :D

Disclaimer: Yeah, we know by now that PoT does not belong to me and sadly, Ryoma and Fuji doesn't either.

Note: Ryoma and Fuji are only a year's difference in age instead of the usual two.

Frozen

Rated: M [ for later stuff and language]

Summary: [AU] Life, as far as Ryoma was concerned, was just another obligation to Takeuchi Takahiro. He was to do as he was told but even chained, Ryoma had his own way to reach goal…what he didn't expect was Fuji Syuusuke in his business.

Chapter I: The Academy

Takeuchi corp.

"Don't try my patience!" The old man yelled out at the rebellious teenager who slouched on the chair in front of him. Honestly, the teen who was smoking with greenish black hair looked like he had just rolled out of bed and nonchalant look didn't fit at all when compared to the solemn secretary stood dressed in a black dress suit and pinned back hair with black-rimmed glasses. It didn't sit well with the older man who was dressed in the most expensive brand for suits and was currently lecturing the boy, nor did he suit the room of sleek, comfortable leather seats and a view of Tokyo mid-morning.

Slowly the teen stood and headed to the door as a reply to what the old man was raging on about. In a final response, the teen dropped his cigarette outside the old man's office tiled floor in front of him and crushed it with his worn dress shoes. Walking casually down the hall, he ignored the pointed looks and whispers of who he was and continued on without a single care.

Life and everything was just an obligation to Ryoma after all; He neither cared nor longed for it anymore. His mother had always been fragile since he could remember so when the doctor's told his father and him that she would live no longer than three years if she didn't get a kidney transplant, they had all grieved. Yet fate was an ass and on the third year while he was at school, his father rushed his wife to the emergency room to try to keep her alive a bit longer only to shot outside the hospital in a hit and run accident.

So it was no wonder his dreams and life did a one-eighty after his father's funeral. His grandfather approached him along with his weak, dying mother; a man he didn't even know existed until that moment suddenly proposed to save his daughter if his grandson would carry on the Takeuchi name.

In any other situation, Ryoma would've told the old man to go fuck himself and his money… but for his mother, he knew the old man he hated might be the last chance for him to not be a total orphan at the young age of sixteen. In fact, he didn't care at all for inheriting the Takeuchi fortune, nor the poor uncle who drive his family and himself into the ocean when someone had cut his breaks. Hell, he hated that old man for coming to find his disinherited daughter because she was his last resort to have the fortune stay in the main family.

It had been a year and a half since he was cornered into agreeing but he swore that the old man wasn't going to get everything his way either. Oh no… Ryoma would be getting to where he wanted Ryoma to be… but by his ways and not his grandfather's!

xXx

Takeuchi Residence

Rinko sighed as the nurse hooked her up to her filter and began the process of filtering her kidney. She herself already knew she was steps away from death's door… she knew her father had only used her to get her son caught in this mess and she had overheard the nurse already telling the maid. She had less than six months to live now… the kidneys they gave her last year was rejected by her body and she was already on her way… but she had no big regrets… her husband would be waiting for her… her only worry was Ryoma.

She was smarter than to think that Ryoma would quietly become the person her father wanted. She was extremely angry with her father anyways. Ever since she could remember, she had, for her father's sake, been the best daughter she could be. She was hailed as Takeuchi Takahiro's perfect daughter, the good student that excelled in all she did, the graceful beauty who played the piano beautifully, the acclaimed beauty that would bring an advantageous connection when she married. Sadly that was all destroyed when she met Nanjiroh. He saw the real side to her, he LOVED her for being her and not her position, not her money, or beautiful face… and because of that, she ran away with Nanjiroh, disgraced her father and for once, did something selfish for herself.

"Takeuchi-san!"

"How is my daughter?" The man questioned the nurse. She gave a mini report and he dismissed her as he walked over to join his daughter.

"Feeling better?" He asked gruffly.

Rinko didn't answer. Despite how she hated the man before her who cared not for anything but his name, he was her father. It had been so long since she'd seen him and the past year and a half that she had been living with him had shown her exactly how much his black hair had grayed and how many lines had formed around his face.

"Your mother-"

"I appreciate your kindness father but to con my son into inheriting is something I'll never approve of!" Rinko said boldly cutting off her father.

"He will be taught accordingly." Her father retorted.

"Otooji (Uncle) would never allow Ryoma to overtake where Koji could!"

Her father didn't answer right away as she watched his mouth tighten slightly. "Sakoji knows better not to defy me…"

"He would never defy you up front but he would behind you." Rinko said with a frown. "I don't want you getting Ryoma involved in your fight."

"He is who I named heir and that is that!" her father said with finality before standing and walking out of the room.

Rinko didn't need him to say it but it was the same reason as why he remarried when her mother died. He needed to ensure that his younger brother would never get his greedy hands on the family wealth. So great was his want that he even broke twenty years of silence just to have Ryoma take over.

'But the question is… do I want them to subject my son to this pressure….'

xXx

Tsuki Academy

Two days later

Ryoma scowled as he was shipped to the academy of his grandfather's choice. He had resisted the move for his first year in high school by promising not to get in any kind of trouble in a regular high school. Sadly Seigaku was a bitch and he retaliated causing the principal to call his grand father in the first month of his second year at Seigaku. Because he broke the promise, he had to attend Tsuki Academy. A private academy that supposedly housed only the brightest and the richest of the most prominent families in Japan; It was an elite school… everything Ryoma hated.

Getting out of the limo, he walked beside his grandfather up the stairs to the main office. He itched for a smoke… or even to pull at the annoying black tie that restrained him from comfortable movements. Distracting his attention from what he actually wanted to do he glanced around the campus and noted the clean environment compared to the rowdiness of a public high school. He was enrolling late, thus why his grandfather accompanied him.

"I want you to behave young man!" his grandfather chided out at him as they neared the office. "Don't disgrace me here in front of the upper class."

"Hn…" Ryoma merely breathed out as he sat through the principal's sucking up speech to the fawning secretary who showed him to a office where teachers sat and finally the beautified teacher who half-flirtingly led him to his homeroom where she told him to wait as she got the homeroom teacher out.

Waiting as patiently as he could, he watched the teachers step out of homeroom to discuss his status in front of him as if it was a gossip session and then have the male teacher turn his attention to him.

"So you're the Takeuchi heir… I'm Satoshi Soujirou your homeroom and science teacher."

"Chisu…(Ryoma's greeting)" Ryoma answered looking over the teacher with one sweep at his slicked brown hair to his thick glasses.

"Come in," The teacher said took the time to introduced him specially… as Takeuchi Ryoma, the Takeuchi Heir."

Ryoma suppressed a sigh as he almost told the teacher and everyone else to just refer to him as a prince because they make such a fucking big deal about it.

"Introduce yourself," the teacher prompted with an over-friendly smile towards Ryoma.

"Ryoma desu, yoroshiku." He merely said then looked back at the teacher with a bored expression. "Ne, where's my seat?"

"Oh… of course!" The teacher stuttered out as he looked around the room. "Please sit next to Mamorou-kun in the last row. Did Misako-sensei explain your classes?"

"No," Ryoma said with a slight yawn.

"Well, you've placed pretty high to be in this second year class so if I can look at your schedule I can see if anyone can take you around."

Ryoma suppressed an annoyed look and handed all the papers he was handed earlier to the teacher.

"Any one have advanced English before lunch?"

Everyone shook his or her heads and the teacher smiled at Ryoma.

"Well, the good news is you have the majority of your classes with this class except for your English class which you placed very high on. It's a class that has many first year and third years who are exceptionally too good at English for the normal."

"So I'm abnormal?" Ryoma asked with a raised brow.

"Not at all… just exceptionally talented!" the teacher corrected. "Now… where were we!"

Ryoma slouched in his seat and frowned. It was so far boring and he wasn't too fond of the glances he was getting too! So he decided something that second. He was going to behave according to how he wanted, screw his grandfather's pace.

A/N: So the little prince makes his entrance and the fun is just about to starting… next chapter! XD

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