Finally, I translated this one and did some editing. I've same fanfic in bahasa with same title. It has already reach chapter 3. Actually, I was a bit lazy to translate this, but I didn't have any option, yes, I've been doing this for someone.

The fact is 'my English is so bad, I can't help it'. So, be gentle. If you find some mistakes, please tell me already. And, please enjoy the fic.

Settings : GoM as your butlers alternately.

For Chapter 1 : You're the daughter of Murasakibara Family. Kuroko as your butler. Kise and Murasakibara would make an appearance as other characters.

Note : Ojousan means Milady.

My Butler

Disclaimer : Kuroko no Basuke - Fujimaki Tadatoshi

Chapter 1 : Kuudere Butler Type

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Very bright morning.

I'd still asleep on my soft bed. Suddenly, I heard someone opened the big curtains at my room. I knew who was doing it.

I blinked a little, aware of morning sun invaded my room. I got annoyed of sunshine smile is too bright. The more I hid myself under the warm blanket.

"Ojousan.."

I ignored a flat voice that called me. Still struggling under blanket, I tried to ignore it. 'I need more sleep. Let me sleep for a moment, please'—that was I thought.

"Ojousan, it was 7 o'clock. Otherwise, you could be getting late."

"Hmm..Let me sleep a little longer, Kuroko."

"I can't. Today is your first day in a new school. You have to be quick."

"No way.." I moaned.

"…"

Someone I called by Kuroko—he didn't want to care. He pulled my blanket and saw that my body still folded behind the blanket.

"Ojousan. Please, up fast. Otherwise, I'll give your favorite breakfast to Atsushi-san."

"Hah? Don't!"

Quick as a flash, I got up from my bed and saw Kuroko who was trying to fold the blanket. As might I expected, he still spoke with a flat face and a flat tone. He was wearing neat outfit—black coat, black slacks and a white gloves. His hair neat combed.

I got annoyed. Again, Kuroko did the same trick to wake me up. He threatened me with the poker-threatening face of him and he always said he would give my favorite breakfast to my supper-belly-rubber-brother—Atsushi Murasakibara.

It was not like I'm a stingy person or I save some food, but my brother had outrageous appetite. I could run out of food, plus I always had favorite menus for my breakfast. I just didn't want to lose it.

"Ojousan, please take a bath. I've prepared everything you need. Your breakfast, I'll serve it immediately. Excuse me." Kuroko left my room and closed the door quietly. I grunted.

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Murasakibara family—my family, include the family of the famous elite food business. Not only that, the market shares of my family business were very broad. My family won all of food business. In essence, I'm in a wealthy family.

Someone who disrupted my sleep—Tetsuya Kuroko was my new butler. He substituted the old butler who had faithfully devoted many years in Murasakibara Family. Due to my old butler was sick, he had to be replaced by the new butler.

In a way, I'm a bit annoyed about his behavior. Neither he wasn't polite—even he was very polite—but he always talked with that flat voice, that flat tone, and that flat expression of his face. I was a bit confused about what was he thinking. His expression very consistent, flat and didn't change that made me feel a little stiff around him, yes, unable to relax.

*Sound of door knocked*

"Ojousan.."

"Yeah, what is it, Kuroko?"

"I've prepared your breakfast. Atsushi-san is also already at the dining room. If you don't immediately…"

"Alright, I'll be there soon!" I shouted in irritated way.

I came out from my room and found the sky-blue-haired man who was waiting at the door. Oh God, he was looking at me with his big eyes innocently. What should I do? I started feel so uncomfortable by his gaze—again.

"Come on."

"Very well, Ojousan."

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[At the dining room]

Atsushi-Niichan devoured all of food in front of him. Like a Titan who was starving and saw people scattering. While Kuroko stood behind me and looked at me who was eating slowly.

"Yum..Yumm…Kuro-chin~ yum. How your days here? Yum..You're already feel at home, huh?"

"Of course, Atsushi-san."

"Ah, sou~? Nyam.. so, that's good. Fine with him, Imouto-chan~"

"Huh? I know it. I'm done, I go first, Nii-chan. Come on, Kuroko."

"Yes, Ojousan."

"Jaa nee~"

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I was a little bit nervous. The day was my first day I entered a new school. I could go to school elsewhere but due to a certain problem I often moved to another school.

The car stopped right at the gate of the school. I was trying to spruce up my look. Kuroko opened the car door for me, "Ojousan, we're already arrived."

"O-Oh." I spoke nervously.

The students who had just come splattered on the front of the school gate. Some of them on their own, and some are clustered. When I got out of the car, all the students suddenly looked at me.

"Look. Isn't she Murasakibara Ojou? Ow, her butler's so cute."

"I heard, she was in your class."

"Well, at least, we're never be friends. She is a rich princess, after all."

I could hear you guys. But, I'd already notice the reason why I always moved around school. Yes, because I'd a social trouble at school—because I'm in a wealthy family. That's why my school friends always felt reluctant to hang out with me. Was that wrong? I never expected to be a rich princess.

"Ojousan, your hair."

Kuroko was trying to reach my hair which seems a bit messy. Didn't I already pay attention to my appearance? Huft, I understood. Maybe, I was too nervous so I wasn't aware of it. Kuroko tidied it up for me. Oh, no, I didn't like this situation—everyone saw.

"Get your hands off, Kuroko!" I screamed.

"Summimasen. Forgive my impertinence."

He bowed his head as an apology. I left him and started to walking around my new school. I could hear the people started gossiping about me.

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"Ojousan, is there a problem with your school? Since you return home, you look glum." Kuroko started a topic. But, why it must be that matter?

"No, Kuroko." I tried to hide something.

I was sitting at my study desk—trying to read a novel that I bought after school. Yes, I love books. I love to reading books, novels specially. There were many knowledge and lessons I could get. Even reading novels was a hobby that made me forget all about annoying events.

"Do you want some tea, Ojousan?"

"Perhaps."

"Well, shall I prepare?"

I nodded.

Kuroko went out of my sleeping room and took the teapot along with the cup already contained my favorite tea—Herbal tea. He was presenting the tea on my table in warm circumstances—yes, circumstances of the warm tea I love. I took the cup and began to sip. Somehow, I felt sad remembering it again.

"Nee, Kuroko. You know?"

"What is it, Ojousan?"

"I hurt my best friend in elementary school. But, because of my family was the largest contributors to the school, I considered not doing anything."

"…" Silent.

"You know how I felt that time? Bad. Very bad."

"…" Silent, again.

"The herbal tea is her favorite tea. She wasn't able to hold a cup of her favorite tea because of the accident."

"…"

I took a glance at Kuroko. Again. That flat face—no expression, again. Well, I was serious here, but why he always replied me with that silent attitude? Just forget it, Kuroko would not respond me.

"Forget it. I'm like a fool to tell it to you."

"…"

Silent remained. I tried to enjoying my tea and flipping through the pages of my new novel. Then, suddenly, Kuroko spoke, "Is that why you're always been a spoiled girl and misbehave around your friends? You're too afraid of the same incident happen, right?"

I blinked.

Kuroko who had been silent suddenly began to talk—of course flatly. What had been he was thinking? I gazed at the soft blue of his eyes with terrible look. I knew, what he said was true but I also didn't like the way he spoke, seemed to underestimate me—no, that wasn't right—the fact was I felt miserable about myself for being so childish.

"None of your business," I replied.

"Of course that's my business. Ojousan matters also concern me because Ojousan is everything to me," he said.

Again, I looked at Kuroko. What did he say? He had commented spicy about me with a flat faced and then he was pretentious concern about me? Hey, wait! What was wrong with me? Why I blushed? Was that Kuroko so good to make me blushed? Why he looked different?

He continued, "If you keep this up, you'll be forever alone. Living alone is not fun, Ojousan."

Kuroko approached and smiled at me, then wiped clean all my ritual of tea drinking because I'd ran out.

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Next day.

Sunny morning, as usual I'd still asleep. Kuroko tried to wake me up. I heard his voice—I was usually still squirming on the bed suddenly got up from my bed before he could pull the blanket.

"Ku-Kuroko? Can you go out? I want take a bath," I stuttered.

"Very well, Ojousan."

Kuroko left.

Today was different. Yeah, Kuroko looked different in my eyes. Although the expression of his face was still the same, somehow looked different. I could feel the loud beats in my chest. This beats happened since he said his statement last night.

"Errgh…what is this feeling?"

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"Ojousan, already arrived."

Kuroko opened the car door. He reached out a hand to help me get out of the car. I'm confused. He never reached out like this. What was it? Not only my feel, but Kuroko actually looked different. Even just before I left home, he had praised my appearance and smiled sweetly—that act made red tinge dropped in my face.

I'm out of the car, and ignored his helping hand. I just walked into the school gate, pretending not to care about him but then,

"Wait a minute, Ojousan."

He called me. Why was I even panic? I was like the people who wanted to escape from the shackles of heinous criminals. Yes, he was. The flat-faced heinous criminal without emotion who had been make my heart flutter naturally.

"—this, left behind." He said and smiled gently at me.

I was staring at his hand that held my school bag. Oh, no, why I forgot it? I took the bag out of his grasp, and physical contact happened between our hands when I did it—successfully made my face more redden.

He continued his words, "—Be enthusiastic, because there're many people who want to be your friends."

"Erggh .." I left him alone in a rush way even almost hit people.

"? Ojousan?"

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I was very happy today. I looked at my phone. There was a written message, 'There is no event, today. How about go play somewhere? I know a great place-ssu."

"What is it? Since morning you smile, Ojousan. Is there something that makes you happy?" Kuroko asked me.

"AH! Kuroko, look, look! I received email from Kise!" I said in enthusiasm.

"Hm?"

I approached Kuroko who was preparing the tea for me. Kuroko tried to look at my phone, close to me. I realized I was too close to him, and began to blush again. I gave my phone to him and went away.

His eyebrows bent, "Kise? Who is he?"

I replied, "He is my classmate. He's a model! I managed to make friend with him. It's thanks to you, Kuroko."

"Thanks to me?"

"Given what you said that time—" I was getting more flushed.

"—Yappari, I don't want to be alone. I'm trying to improve myself and began to open up."

"Really? That's good." Kuroko talked with the usual tone, but it felt weird. Well, I seemed to ignore it, because today I would go with Kise.

"Today is the first time that there is a friend who ask me to play. I'm really happy."

Kuroko smiled at me. "All right, I'll prepare the things you need. Hopefully today's fun."

I nodded excitedly. Kuroko bowed his head as he went and started making preparations.

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A few months later.

I seemed begin eager to come to school. I already had many friends. I even managed to become the manager of the basketball club. My activities at school had being more dense, making my meeting percentage with Kuroko decreased.

I only met with Kuroko in the morning, breakfast, and in the car. The rest, I just met him after school and then I went to sleep because I was too tired with my activities. Rarely I talked to him, plus Kuroko had doesn't talk too much of personality. But, sometimes I often talked about my friends, and as usual he had the same face—flat, lack of expression.

I was getting familiar with a person named Kise. Kise was a member of the school basketball team as well as my classmate. Any holiday, I spent time with my new friends or with members of the basketball team.

"Ojousan .."

"Ah, Kuroko. Today I'm going to meet Kise."

"You see him more often. You must be a good friend with him."

"Hem! Yes, thanks to him I've many friends. I'm very happy."

"Really?" Kuroko smiled again, as forced.

"Kuroko? Are you okay?"

"Ah, nothing. Then, I'll prepare a meal for you before you go. Will you need to be picked up?"

"No need. Kise will take me. He said, there are important things he wanted to say to me after then."

"Important? I understand. Excuse me."

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I'd spent time with Kise at the amusement park. Kise accompanied me back to the front of my house. Then, I asked him, "Ano, Kise. You said there are important things you want to say. What are they?"

"E-to, it's ..."

Kise's face began to redden flushed look. Somehow, I seemed to understand what he would say. I felt I see myself at the sight of Kise, seeing myself as if talking to Kuroko. Expression I had when I was talking to Kuroko.

"Kise .." I mumbled.

"I like you-ssu."

That was true. All this time I thought there was something weird about Kise and turned out like this. But, I only considered him as a friend. My first friend since the event I harmed my best friend, so she was hit by a car and her hand had to be amputated due to run over.

"Ano, Ki-Kise .. I-I'm .. already ..." I was getting nervous. I stuttered. I thought of Kuroko. Yeah, remembering about him.

"You've got the person you like?" I nodded slowly. I didn't dare look at Kise.

"You like Kurokocchi. I know it, I just want to express my feelings for you. Although, I know, I would refused-ssu. I do know, when you see Kurokocchi, you look different."

"But, Kuroko doesn't care about me. He just runs his job as a butler. I know it," I said. Suddenly, my hands started to tremble.

"Why don't you try to confess your feelings for him? You don't know if you haven't try. I go home first-ssu. See you at school."

"Kise .."

"—It's okay." Kise was waving to me. His figure is far, far and far away then disappeared behind the dark of night. I still remembered the coercion smile on his face. What was that expression would I be if I confess my feelings on Kuroko? I didn't dare, afraid of getting hurt.

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"Ojousan ...?"

Kuroko approached me that until the middle of the night still awoke. I was sitting on a park bench in my house, looked at the beautiful light of the moon and remembering the confession.

"Ah, Kuroko."

When I gazed at Kuroko, I depressed. I didn't want to incur the bitter facial expression like Kise on my face, I was too scared.

"Why are you still here? Not good for your health, better sleep soon."

"Kuroko, why haven't you been sleeping?"

"I do not know, Ojousan. Looks like I'm thinking about something, but I don't understand what's I'm thinking."

"...?"

I glanced at Kuroko. His face was still flat but the atmosphere around him felt gloomy. "Did something happen to you and Kise-kun? You look glum when got home. Is that why?"

I turned away. Why Kuroko should talk about this? No other topic? But, I finally decided, "Kise confesses his feelings to me. He said he likes me."

"Really?"

Really? That the only response, just that? Laughable, Kuroko.

"..."

"So, what's the problem, Ojousan? You accept him?"

"Of course not, YOU FOOL!" I shouted at his face. Fool! You fool, Kuroko!

Why I even got angry? Was it because he didn't respond me in a good way? I could see Kuroko a bit surprised. Though his expression didn't change, but he blinked repeatedly when saw I shouted.

"I'm sorry." He apologized.

I sighed, "—Never mind. Who should apologize was me."

"..."

Silent remained again. Crickets out there began to be heard. Cold night affected my body. I was getting cold. Then, Kuroko approached, took off his coat and covering them onto my body. I started blushing again as his face and body so close to me.

"Better, we get in, Ojousan. It's cold here."

"..."

Kuroko observed me, who had been silent instead, he finally held my hand.

"—Excuse me, but if you do like this, Ojousan, you'll be sick."

I just followed along when he was holding my hand. I could feel the warm hand that was bigger than mine. Warm feel of his fingers, watching the back of his, his sky-blue hair blown by night wind, then I stopped for a moment. He turned facing me that suddenly stopped. Somehow I felt sad.

"What wrong Ojousan?"

"Kise looked glum as I refused, Kuroko. I mean, am I also going to get the same thing?"

"What do you mean?"

Unconsciously I approached and hugged him. I hid my face on his chest. His body scented like vanilla ice cream with chocolate topping and strawberries.

"—O-O-Ojousan?" He began stuttered.

"I refuse Kise because I—"

"...?"

"—like you, Kuroko."

I felt Kuroko sighed. So, he hated this confession? So, I would have the same bitter expression like Kise after this? But, I tried my best to express my feelings, "You changed me, Kuroko. It's not me that changed me, but you. Without realizing it, these feelings arise."

"But, I am just a butler, Ojousan. We should not be like this—"

Heard words that had definitely come out of his mouth, I let my arms from him. I'd already guess, he—courteous, obey the rules and very rigid—would say things like that. He certainly didn't want to tear the boundary between Butler and his Ojou.

"Okay, forget what I said. Just kidding."

"Oj—"

I left Kuroko who still dazed and not had time to continue what he wanted to say. I walked in a hurry, without realizing someone followed and tried to equate the position with me. Someone who would pulling my hand, and I looked at him with a teary expression.

"Ojousan? Are you crying?"

"N-no. There is dust entering my eye. Let go of my hand, Kuroko. I want to come in, it's cold here."

"..."

Better, much better. Just forget this feelings, right? The tears were already falling, couldn't go back. But, without I realized there was a miracle began to happen.

"If I say, I am really, really, really love my Ojousan, will you stop crying?"

I looked up to Kuroko, his flat face showed the seriousness of illusive—I thought.

"I was just kidding. Come on, just come in, Kuro—hnn ..?!"

Kuroko suddenly landed a kiss on my lips, made me run out of breath after running a fast race and crying. I heard my heart was beating even louder. My face became red under the moonlight. When Kuroko away his face from me, "Hn ... I'm a butler who doesn't deserve you, Ojousan. Forgive my deeds, but for now that's what I want to do, I can't help it."

"Ha?"

"I want you keep it a secret, just for the two of us."

I blushed. Blood up to my face, the super fast heartbeats seemed to make my body couldn't move. I fascinated by him.

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*Again, sound of curtains opened*

Sound curtains and windows opened. Sound of chirping birds filled the room I slept. I was writhing in bed, trying to make my body more comfortable.

"Ojousan .."

Ah, the voice of Kuroko. I'd actually been ready to get up because I couldn't sleep, remembering his words and deeds last night. I was too shy to look at him. Red tinges began to invade my face. I was trying to hide behind a blanket.

"Ojousan .."

I pretended not to hear.

"Ojousan .."

Okay, I didn't hear anything.

"Ojousan, come on up. If you don't—"

If I don't? Definite you would threaten me, right? My favorite menus would be eaten by my brother, right? Was I right? Okay, a threat that had been mainstreams for me. There were more important things to do now—hid myself from this flat-faced creature.

*Sound of blanket pulled*

Kuroko pulled the blanket by force. I was trying my best to survive in the same position.

I felt someone pulled my shoulder and I found Kuroko who confronted his face to me—smiled at me. I blinked as trying to avoid the dazzling smile from him.

"If you don't wake up as well, I would do the same thing as last night."

Oh, God. My new threat in the morning, 'I will do the same thing as last night'. Did I want to wake up? So, what would I choose? But honestly I needed a morning kiss.

Ahahaha! So, you all already know that my English is messed up! *cries* I'm 21 years old but my English as same as elementary school student, you know. Don't dare to laugh at me! *Just kidding, guys*

But, I did't have any option! So, leave me aloneeee! I didn't want to continue this! But, the next chapter is Akashi. So…so….so….somebody out there! Help me, PLEASE! *depressed*

If you found some mistakes, just tell me. I'll edit it later.

How is it? Someone who makes me suffered, have you feel satisfied? I'll throw a pair of scissors toward you! AHAHA.

So, shall I try the next chapter? Or not? Ah, but I'm a lazy girl. Maybe not. AHAHAHA. Last, don't forget to review nee, minna!