-1Dedicated to chrono-contract who got really pissed when I finished "I think I'm going to be okay"
Disclaimers: I do not own Gravitation. I say that to be clear. No lawyers please o.o
Further mores: My second story for TohmaxShu! Hooray!
Summary: none
I was a butler, he was the master. It was simple. But alas, things didn't end up being so simple as that. They say that you should never fall for someone that was higher than your stature. I guess they were right. Whoever "they" are. Well, forgive me for not introducing myself. My name is Shuichi Shindou and I work for the Seguchi family. Well, actually, there's only one member in the family since the rest died of in a terrible fire. And it's that one member of the family that drives me insane.
His name is Tohma, but I have to call him Master Seguchi. He is my master and he is a god. Or so it seems to me. His hair seems so heavenly and his skin…ah! It just looks so soft! Plus he smells really good. I should know. I hate to admit it, but sometimes I sniff the towels he uses. Damn, I hate him and love him so. He is like a drug that I'm so much addicted to. Addicted. Very. Much. But before I drab on and on about him, let me tell you about my day.
Tuesday
"Shuichi, do you remind getting me some linen for the bed?" Master Seguchi peered at me from the book he was reading. "Ah, yes milord!" I placed down the feather duster that I was using and rushed out of the room, searching diligently for the linens my master had asked for.
I ran down the corridor. The stairs. Through the living area. But I just couldn't find those damned linens. "Ritsu-chan, do you now where the linens are?" I turned to the girl with long auburn hair. She bit her bottom lip and stared up at the sky with her hazel eyes. "Eh, I don't know, neee, I'm sorry Shuichi-san, but I don't know. I really don't." She keep on moving up and down on her tip-toes, a worried expression on her face. "Oh, that's all right I guess." I sighed sadly. Ritsu panicked, "Oh, I'm so sorry Shuichi-san! But I just don't know. Maybe Hiro-san does, hmm de?" I gave her a reassuring smile. It wasn't her fault, she was new here. "Don't worry about it Ritsu-chan. I'll go ask Hiro-san now." She nodded and relief flooded her face. "Okay."
I searched everywhere for Hiro, but I just couldn't find him. I did however find the linens. Isn't it funny when you search for something and it never comes up? Anyways, I went back upstairs to Master Seguchi's room and knocked at the large, finely decorated door. "Come in," beckoned a quiet, velvety smooth voice. I entered and was almost fell over by the sight that welcomed me. Master Seguchi was standing before his full-length mirror, trying on a new robe that he had just received. Standing there, in his undergarments. Oh My God. "Yes, Shuichi?" he glanced at me from the corner of his aquamarine eyes. "Milord, I have the linens you requested." I replied, glad that he was far enough not to see my quaking. "Ah, thank you, but do you remind putting those aside and helping me with this robe? It is a bit hard to put on, if you know what I mean." I blushed, "If you want milord, I will get Lithia for you." Lithia was his dresser. "No, no, she's off somewhere getting some more fabrics, so will you please help me?" his voice was patient. "Y-yes milord." I stumbled over and gasped at the smooth, pale skin underneath the thick, royal blue material. "Um, milord, how shall I do this?" I asked him, my voice quivering. He turned his head slightly towards me. "Wrap the robe around and wrap the other fabric around my waist." Before I move on, let me tell you that though he is a man, and forgive me master, but Master Seguchi has a thing with kimonos. And by thing, I mean that his wardrobe is basically filled with kimonos. However, what he was now trying on was not a kimono, but something similar to it. It was a dress of olden China. It was the original 'kimono.' I fumbled around with the pale green wrap for a moment, for you see it is basically twice the length of a full grown man, and I was quite short. Short as in meaning I was shorter than my master by around five inches.
"Yes, like that." I could feel his calm gaze upon me from the mirror. And let me add that I was very nervous of being watched while I was dressing this god in front of me. "Ah, not that tight." he breathed as I tugged at the wrap. "My waist is not that small Shuichi." he chuckled. I turned crimson. Master Seguchi's waist was quite small, but it was that small, so I guess I tugged too much. I fumbled once again at the wrap, frustrated and embarrassed at the same time. "No, no, like this." His feminine hands lingered over mine, clenched and made me embrace him. My mind went blank at this point. He sighed softly, "I do so like being held by you Shuichi." From the mirror, I could see that his eyes were sad. I must admit, I wanted to stay like this, but I had to pull away. He was a higher stature than me. "M-milord!" I took several steps away, shocked. He turned around and gazed at me. His eyes cold. However the look passed away and he pulled me towards him. Pulling me into a passionate kiss that I didn't expect. My eyes were wide with surprise and I wanted to move away, but his left arm was wrapped around me quite tight and the other was holding my head, and oh, it did feel good the way his left arm was moving down my- "Milord!" I shoved him away, gasping for breath. The cold look returned. "Shuichi, when I want you to do something, you do not disobey, do you hear?" he said. I bowed, "I-I'm sorry, milord. I was foolish." I was glad that my pink hair covered my blush. "Indeed you were." He turned back to the mirror, adjusting the bow and his hair, then turned back to me.
"I want you to accompany me in bed tonight."