Sorry I haven't written for a while. I hope I get back on my feet, since I couldn't due to that dreadful incident that happened on Livejournal. It should be blown over by now, and I've practiced writing a little. let's hope I can write to people's standards. ;;

Prologue

Little Clara Wellington, A young girl with a strange personality.

She grew up in a family that was known for their high class manners. They would teach her everyday to be polite, gentle, and calm. Every. Single. Day. as she grew up, she kept many things about herself to her parents, and told everything to her brother, Mason.

She was a cheerful girl. Always polite and quiet, and very patient. Perfect to have the job of a maid. But inside, many moods circle her, so when one sees one mood of her, there are many other moods inside. In her mine, one could say she was either bipolar, or pregnant, therefore having mood swings. She could even have two opposite feelings at the same time. calm but shocked, upset but happy, or pleased yet angry. She is indeed a very strange girl.

This is her story.

Not necessarily one that makes sense.

My name is Clara Wellington. I am 17 years old, and I come from Boston, Massachusetts. Yes. I said 'come'. By that, I mean I am not there anymore. Let me tell you why.

When I was a little girl, I had a handsome older brother. He was so charming, and his talent at hairdressing and spa was so amazing, that he made a lot of money, much to live on his own, even as a young teenager. And that exactly what he did.

"I'm going to Namimori to work in a salon and spa!" Were the last words he ever said to me before he left. He was gone before I could even ask him where that was or whatever the hell he meant. But it wasn't because he wanted to. No. It was because he was gay. He was kicked out. Who knew that guy who liked other guys was such a disgrace? I kind of thought it was cute...

Ok, that had nothing to do with where I am now. I guess I got a little carried away.

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I work as..I work as...a maid. I live who-knows-where on who-knows-what island in a castle named "Duelist Kingdom" owned by a man by the name of Maxamillion Pegasus. He is such a strange man. He is very kind, but very strange. I mean, it's not the weird red outfit, or the long, silver hair, so much as it's the weird laughing and the strange attraction to American cartoons. Bugs Bunny I heard of. But Funny Bunny sounds like a spin-off of Bugs. Kind of like the cereal "Cocoa Comets" is a spinoff of "Cocoa Puffs."

He always seems like he's flirting with his butlers, who scare me. Croquet seemed like the most loyal butler to him.

The more I work for him though, the more he seems more amusing than strange. Maybe he's just growing on me. But little did I know that soon I'd love that man like a loyal servant would love her king.

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"Wh-what? You can't be serious!" I said in a gentle, but shocked voice. "I need to stay here and take care of the castle!"

"Nonsense! I have plenty of other maids to do that. I need someone to assist me during my vacation in case the hotel service is horrible in Namimori." He chuckled, probably at my expression. But I was literally in tears. I was visiting Namimori, a city in Japan no less! I loved Japan. It was probably the smartest city in the world, with its drunk-detecting cars, digital pets, anime, purple notebooks, and talking chairs and whatnot.

Oh...now I remembered why I mentioned my brother. The only reason I got a job at Pegasus's castle as a maid was to help my brother (whom I haven't seen in like...eight years) pay off a bank loan for opening a salon/spa. Gay brothers, they're so fruity and oh-so–careless. Teehee.

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It was finally the day to go. I had everything packed, took all the money I saved for three years. It was a lot of money, mind you, due to the fact that I never spent it on because I lived in a rich guy's castle in the middle of the ocean.

So I said my goodbyes to my fellow maid friends, and stepped on that plane, along with Pegasus, to live in Japan for a month.

Of course the only reason I was going was because, like Pegasus said, to assist him if the hotel service was bad. But he's a kind man, so he'd let me explore Japan sometimes.

The plane took off. I puked. But it was going to be worth it.

Little did I know that this vacation might give me a strange experience I never thought I'd have...

-Owari-

I AM SO SORRY. The only thing related to Katekyo here was the city Tsuna resided in. GAH I PROMISE there will be more KHR than Yugioh in this fic, and on the next chapter! -Dodges potatoes and talking chairs-