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Ojousama Wa Binbō Desu!
My (Poor) Fair Lady
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SUMMARY:
When Luka's brother Luki suddenly passed away, she does part-time jobs to make ends meet. Just as she was barely accustomed to the drastic changes in her life, some purple-haired idiot comes waltzing back in her life. With money problems here and there, school, work at Café Rêve and taking care of the twins is quite a handful. Will she ever have time for romance?
Author's Note:
I just had to re-post my summary because for some reason, fanfictionDOTnet would erase the last word of every sentence in the summary I posted! Grrr.. And I have been saving the changes I made for more than 10 times!
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Chapter 1: My (Poor) Fair Lady
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Chin resting on her hand, Luka's eyes narrowed as she glared a hole at the book lying in front of her.
Ah, History! We face each other again! She thought bitterly.
Her brows furrowed together as she tried to focus her attention at the cursed subject, but instead failed miserably. The boring monotonous drone of the teacher in front did not help in appreciating the lesson about the different events that transpired in the feudal era of Japan.
She stifled a yawn as she brought the book closer to her face. She sighed thinking how she could've spent the time doing part-time jobs which would earn their family more money instead of loathing and putting up with her least favorite subject. She counted the expenses for this week and mentally cried. The water and electric bills were due two months ago, not to mention their rent for the apartment which was due three months ago. She could very well remember the horror when she saw the stack of bills inside their mailbox and the angry livid face of their landlady hammering the door and demanding for the payment of their rent. If they were to default in paying the bills and rent again, they would have to live without electricity and water, not to mention that they would be homeless.
She shook her head vigorously, pushing the negative thoughts aside. There were other things to worry about, like the twins' school expenses and everyday expenses like transportation and food…
At the thought, she felt her soul almost leave her body through her mouth. If not for the sheer strength of her will to stay conscious, she would've passed out during class which she thought would be very embarrassing. She sighed and slumped on her desk, the open book in front of her face, its pages directly touching her nose. She really missed her brother.
Things were better back when Luki was alive less than half a year ago. Luki discontinued going to college in order to find a full-time job and provide for all of them. She, on the other hand, took care of most of the household chores with the twins helping from time to time. Together, the four of them would often share and take turns doing the house work. They were not exactly poor, but they were able to manage. She let out a low chuckle when she remembered the times when she would sometimes get part time jobs in order to add to the family's income, only to be scolded by her older brother when he found out what she was doing. She thought it somewhat ironic for her to be doing part-time jobs now and wondered whether her brother would still be mad if he knew.
Maybe he wouldn't mind? Luka thought, as she tilted her head slightly. Then mentally encouraging herself, she thought. You can do this Luka! Hang in there! Nii-san is watching you all from above! Besides, the twins are still there with you and they need you, she nodded silently to herself.
A small smile crept on her face as she remembered her pale-haired brother and sister full of energy and welcoming her cheerfully whenever she came home. I wonder what to buy for dinner later? she wondered. Suddenly she remembered that later that evening there will be a timed sale of tofu and eggs in the grocery. She smiled. Perfect!
Much to her relief, several minutes later the bell finally rang signaling the end of today's class. After putting her stuff inside her bag, she immediately stood up from her desk and dashed outside the classroom with bag in hand. Behind her, her teal-haired friend called after her confused.
"Sorry Miku! I've got to go! There's a sale at the supermarket* today and I've still got my job and the twins," she called back apologetically, while she ran past her friend by the door.
"But Luka!-" Miku shouted after her but then shook her head and sighed in defeat. Really now… That friend of hers seriously got her hands full. Not that it was surprising. After all, it was still a shock to her that Luki suddenly passed away so soon. Of course, Luka would have her hands full.
Now about today's agenda—who would go with her to the new restaurant everybody was talking about? She giggled inwardly and felt her mouth water as she thought of the leek dishes that the said café was rumored to serve. Her eyes flashed brightly at the thought and she surveyed the room looking for someone who would be willing to accompany her but at the moment it seemed that every single person in the room suddenly avoided her. Just as she was about to give up badgering people to go with her, she caught sight of a flash of purple. Her lips curved up in a mischievous smile.
Just perfect!, she grinned broadly.
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Luka panted heavily as she reached her workplace barely just in time. A few minutes before going to work, she went to the local supermarket to take advantage of the timed sale that day. She squeezed and pushed her way through the wild riot of housewives shopping in the supermarket and had barely survived the literal sale war. She mentally applauded herself for managing to grab a pack of tofu and a tray of eggs without damaging any of them. She grinned as she thought about saving their family some money without getting late for her work.
Entering the employees' locker room, she quickly changed into the restaurant's uniform and passed by the kitchen to check for some orders before she headed out the floor to serve the customers.
"Yo, Luka!" her blue-haired co-worker and the restaurant's resident chef Kaito greeted her from the small kitchen window. "These to table 3 and table 7 please."
He pointed to the two trays laden with some dishes and drinks before heading inside the kitchen again. Luka looked at the order on the receipt and nodded. She then proceeded to serving the trays to the assigned tables, balancing the two trays of food gracefully on two hands.
"Two penne pasta aglio olio, one baked ziti with marinara sauce and meatballs, one house curry rice, one cheese-stuffed hamburg and croquette combo plate, and five house blend ice teas," she read the order aloud and placed the orders carefully on the table upon the confirmation of the customers. "Thank you for waiting. Enjoy your meal Ma'ams and Sirs," she smiled cheerily at them and bowed slightly before leaving the table.
With one remaining tray in hand, she proceeded to the next table to serve the remaining dishes. She briefly looked up at the customers seated in table 7 and started enumerating the remaining orders for the customers' confirmation.
"One leek and potato cake with goat cheese on the side and one eggplant parmesan with special Italian sauce," she said.
She looked up for the customers' confirmation of their order only to see two familiar faces staring at her wide-eyed.
"M-M-Miku?" Luka stuttered, shocked seeing her friend who she had left back at school earlier. Though the tealette knew she had been doing several part-time jobs, she hadn't told her about her working in Café Rêve. She blushed at the realization that she was wearing the Café's "ridiculous" uniform. "W-w-what are y-you…?"
"Luka?"
Another voice cut Luka's train of thought. Her eyes darted to the person sitting beside Miku and saw an all-too-familiar face beside the tealette. She felt her cheeks heat up at the sight of the freakishly annoying shade of purple she saw there. No, it can't be! She denied adamantly and shook her head vigorously as if shooing flies away from her head. She blinked. She must be imagining things. That was it. That oaf should still be studying overseas. He wouldn't be back until next year. She closed her eyes and willed herself to snap out of her "nasty illusion". Yes. Illusion. That was probably what it was.
"Luka!"
Her eyes snapped open at the sound of the annoyingly familiar voice calling out her name way too fondly for her taste. A vein popped her head as she found herself tackled into a bone-crushing hug by the purple-haired idiot she so despised. Suddenly a dark and evil aura surrounded the pink-haired girl.
"Luka?" the purple-haired boy who tackled Luka asked bewildered as he loosened his embrace on the girl.
Several more tick marks appeared on Luka's head making Miku sweat drop. THAT. WAS. IT. Luka snapped.
"WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE GAKUPO!?"
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AUTHOR'S (very long) NOTE:
Hi guys! HIF writing. Yay! This is my first vocaloid fic and the second fic posted on the site. My first fanfic is Dragons and Heart Strings. It's a Fairy Tail fic! (if you're interested, you can view it here: s/9497744/1/Dragons-and-Heart-Strings Shameless plugging! XD) Since it's my first vocaloid fic...it had to feature Luka and Gakupo! (my favorite Vocaloid pairing) Giddy for GakuLuka! XD lolz...
That story cover by the way is by my dear friend yuki-chan... I poked her the other day and asked her to illustrate for my stories here in and she said yes! Ohohoho~ Though she did say that the request for both illustrations will take quite a while, she gave me this copy (or rather a link) of her fanart of Luka in DA. After noticing that the download has a watermark, I nudged her again and said, "Hey.. Gimme the original one! People will think I just stole this from somebody else!" Then after bribing her with some stuffs, I finally got the original copy (glints in the eye.. Hoho! I'll sell this!..or not.. She'll kill me for sure! And squeeze more money from meeee T_T) She then told me to wait some time 'coz she'll surely give me something epic in return... (coughs) Paging Yuki-chi/Yukime-chan~ (puts on a sickeningly sweet imitation of Spirit/Death Scythe fawning on Maka) "Yuki-chan, Daddy dedicates this story for you!~ (insert heart here)" LOLZ. That will make me dead next time she sees this and meets me XD If you guys want the fuller image of this Luka fanart (Luka Megurine: Crown of Thorns) or checkout her other works, you can see her gallery in deviantart right here: yukimedoujinDOTdeviantartDOTcom (just replace the 'DOT' with an actual dot or period)
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So, what do you guys think? :) Like it? Hate it? Love it? This is my first "light" fanfic by the way~ I hope I didn't massacre it. Maybe next time I'll try to crack up jokes next time... haha...
Please tell me what you think and review. It will HELP me a lot (and it MEANS a lot) since I'm not used to writing light fics... :)
Some notes:
*Supermarket- the Japanese call the supermarket "Supa-" (long aaa) or super. I debated myself whether to use the actual "Supa" for it.
-there are different kinds of chef in a restaurant, but since this is not a very big restaurant, then I settled for the title "chef" for our resident ice cream-loving vocaloid.
-if you guys were wondering about those dishes... YES! They really exist even the leek cake and eggplant parmesan! :) "Go Google It!" lol XD (pun intended)
