This is a fanfiction that lies within the Kiba-fandom. Have you not seen the anime you find info about it here: lord and the bread maker.

Miki was lost. He had been invited to Robés party and he really didn't know how to handle it. Robés's parties were the biggest event ever in Miki's village and now the timid little bread baker had been invited to one of them.

Of course Zed and Roia was invited too. But Miki was just a baker boy. The one that had been apprentice to the traitor Dumas. He was just a nobody.

"Of course you must go. Robés-sama gave you the invitation himself. You must go," Roia told Miki.

"B-but… I'm just the baker-boy."

"And you make bread that is unrivalled here in our village," Roia said happily. "You're a god at making bread so don't beat yourself up."

But Miki just stuttered, trying to get away from it all. He really didn't like the attention.

"Like Roia said… You're good at baking bread and Robés likes it. And we'll go," Zed said from the place he was lying on his back. "We will go the three of us."

End of story if you asked Zed.

Miki just sighed. It was no way he would get out of this unless Roia and Zed went on a mission. If they did he could just ignore it all and bake his bread like he always did.

'I'm just a baker-boy…' He thought grimly as he walked over to the oven and pulled out the next set of bread that had been baked. 'Just a baker-boy…'

The smell of freshly baked bread spread around the small kitchen area. Indeed it smelled heavenly.

"Mmm, smells good, Miki," Roia said as she inhaled the smell of the newly made bread.

"Ahh," Zed agreed from his place on the kitchen sofa. He sat up and was quick in grabbing a hot piece of clover shaped bread.

"Hey!!" Miki called out.

"Mmm, really good," Zed said with his mouth full.

"So…" Roia began as she grabbed a piece of bread to before she went into Miki's room. "Now we need to find what you're going to wear."

"Ehhh???" Miki called out.

Miki felt his heart rate go up to a hundred as he was faced with Lord Robés. The blonde haired man was just too intimidating that Miki barely could hold his posture at all.

"Ahhh, my formidable rival, the beautiful little Roia and…. of course… my cute little bread maker boy…. I'm glad you three could make it." The lord said as he greeted the trio as they entered his mansion.

Zed just snorted, Roia blushed and Miki just wished he could be magically transported out of the mansion.

"Thank you for inviting us," Roia said.

"It's my honour," Robés said as he bowed. "Please follow me."

They followed him. Miki still wished he could be swallowed up by the ground as he heard whispers around them. Robés had lowered his standards and now were inviting mere commoners to his home.

'And it's all my fault,' Miki thought grimly as he moved to hide behind Zed to avoid the glares he got from the noble people.

"Miki-kun… why the gloomy face?"

Miki yelped and looked up only to find Robés' face just inches away from his own.

"You don't look as if you like the party…"

"Ehh,… uhm… well…"

Miki was lost; what should he tell the lord without getting him angry with him. He really didn't like the party itself, just all the nosy and arrogant noble people.

"Perhaps you're feeling a bit lost with all these people?"

A curt, but shy nod came from Miki.

"Well then, let me take you were there aren't many people at all…" Robés said and put an arm around the smaller boy and guided him outside towards the vast garden that surrounded his mansion. He could see the colour rise on the young man's cheeks at the intimate gesture.

Miki was a bit embarrassed but he was also very grateful for the reprieve the lord offered him. He really didn't like big crowds especially when he could hear them talk him down. But then again, he was just a small baker-boy.

Robés guided him to a part of the garden that was free from other visitors.

"There, is this better?" asked Robés.

Miki nodded as he sat down on a small marble bench.

And as if from nowhere the lord provided Miki with a glass of champagne. Most likely it was from one of his servants that had followed the pair to the deepest part of the garden.

"Here, this will make you better," the blonde lord stated and saw the young man take the glass. "Now take a sip or two and I'm sure you'll feel a bit better."

Miki nodded and tasted the sparkling drink. It wasn't so bad, not really his thing, but it wasn't bad. So he took another sip, and another. Heat began to pool in his stomach and he could feel his blood warm up.

Soon the glass was empty and Miki gave it back to the Lord and just as quickly as it had appeared it disappeared.

"Feeling better now?" Robés asked and sat down next to the young man. Sure he was a ladies man but there was something about this boy that made him want to do things he never had done before.

Miki nodded slightly. He was feeling hotter than earlier even if the night air was a bit chilly.

"Do you want some more?"

Miki shook his head. He didn't want any more because he was afraid that he would get drunk and he had never been drunk before and he would probably shame himself by doing anything stupid in front of the lord.

Robés put an arm around the timid boy and when the boy looked at him the lord just smiled gently. Miki was just too precious and cute he decided and couldn't help it.

Miki let out a squeaking sound of surprise as the lord suddenly pressed his lips against his own but he didn't pull away.

T B C

How was that first part?