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Chapter One: An Average Morning
Author's Note
Yeah, okay. I'll take all the shit you all throw at me for starting another new FanFic. Honestly, after finally getting a new charger and having access to my laptop and Microsoft Word once again for the first time in almost two weeks, I had completely lost my muse. I'm not even kidding; I couldn't write a single word on any of my stories on any of my accounts (I have more than one, as some of you may know).
But then! I finally regained my muse! Unfortunately, I only regained it in the form of a new story or two, and not in the form of working on any previously-published works. Which brings us to this story.
I originally intended for this to be a one-shot, to tell the perfect truth. Then, it evolved into the idea of a one-shot with a possible wrap-up chapter if you guys, the readers, liked it enough. But then, right as I got to the point where I stopped in this chapter, I thought of a way I could turn this into a full-blown multi-chaptered story.
As per the usual with me, I made one of the central characters be a female Kirito, AKA, "Kimiko", as well as made the story into a yuri fic. However, there are several changes other than that, some of which I won't spoil for you. However, I will tell you all that, oddly enough, though the story is written in first person, it is not told from Kimiko's perspective. How about that for a change from my usual style, eh?
Well, that's enough of my ramblings. Have a good read, and I'll see you at the bottom!
I always thought that love needed to be expressed in words to be understood properly. After all, there's no way to be sure if someone really loves you if they don't tell you without a doubt, right? They can't just expect you to know without them ever saying a single word to you, right?
Oh, how wrong I was.
It seemed like that notion of mine was blown out of the water in no time flat as soon as I met her. My mute charge known as Kimiko Kirigaya showed her gentle love without the words she could never utter.
It seems like only yesterday that I was hired to be this girl's personal attendant. Frankly, I had no idea what I was getting into when I applied for the job. The only thing I knew for sure was that her family was rich, and the job itself paid more in a few months than I had earned in the entire year before.
I didn't know that, on top of the high wages, I would be living with my charge. I had just assumed that I would live in the area, since the pay was more than enough to cover the cost of living for most apartments around their family compound.
Most of all, however, I didn't know that she couldn't speak. This supposedly 'trivial' piece of information was only told to me right before I entered her room for the first time. Up front, all I knew was that I would be assisting a neko girl with a weak constitution in her daily life.
And yet, the moment I met her expressive eyes for the first time, and the joy that immediately flourished in them upon our first meeting, these simple things blew all second thoughts about this job to smithereens.
Quiet as a mouse, I carefully opened the door to my charge's room, being sure not to disturb her slumber as I slowly walked towards her veiled, white, king-sized bed.
She would usually be out of her bed and into mine by now… I thought, worry slowly taking its hold on my mood as I contemplated about possible reasons for this strange occurrence of her sleeping late. She usually got up very early, while I was still asleep, and crawled into my bed without waking me up. The moment when I woke up, she would be looking into my eyes with a gentle smile adorning her adorable, childlike face. It was a shock when she first started doing it, but I quickly grew accustomed to it.
I hope she's not sick…
I always had to keep in mind her high susceptibility to getting sick. She had a weak body, and as such, a weak immune system. Fortunately, she hadn't gotten sick even once in recent months, but that only made me worry more. A streak such as this could only go on for so long.
As I approached her bed, I saw her figure through the thin, white veil that covered it. The morning sun shining in through the window across from me made the veil nearly transparent, allowing me to see the outline of her body without moving it aside.
Her frame quivered ever-so-slightly, and my mind immediately kicked into overdrive. I rushed over to the bed without a second thought, moving the veil aside in a flash to see…
Huh?
Her stormy-gray eyes had a mischievous twinkle as she lay there, black-furred ears twitching and matching tail shaking with playfulness. No more than a moment later, I found myself tackled to the ground, her arms wrapped tightly around my waist as she rubbed her head into my… chest…
I tugged harshly on her right ear with my left hand, anger surging through my veins as I realized the situation. I had been tricked!
She recoiled immediately, eyes clenched shut as she nursed her poor ear with her hands. This did nothing to ease my anger; if anything, it only fueled it.
"I was seriously worried, you know!" I admonished the catlike girl, my voice shaking – though with anger or worry, I couldn't tell which. "I thought you were sick!"
When her expressive eyes opened and turned to me, tears already gathering in their corners, I could already feel my resolve to stay angry at her fading. After but a few seconds, I couldn't take it. I took her into my arms, petting the back of her head as I whispered comforting words into her large ears.
"I can't stay mad at you, Kimiko…" I told her, placing my chin atop the middle of her head, an action that I knew comforted her. Though she was technically my mistress, and I should have been addressing her as such, both she and her family deemed it all right for me to speak to her this informally after I became very close with her.
I could feel her open her mouth and yawn, though no sound came out, before she began shaking again. Worry resumed flowing through me as I pulled away slightly, looking her over to check for signs of sickness. I didn't find any, but unfortunately, my mind wouldn't let me stop observing the adorable girl before me just yet.
She had only dressed herself in a sleeveless black nightshirt and plain black panties, giving me a full view of her smooth, slender arms and legs. I fought valiantly to suppress a nosebleed before realizing what I was doing – I was checking out my mistress… again.
I need to get my head examined, I admonished myself. Then, I realized the most likely cause of her shivering: I remembered that her blankets were pushed down when I first pushed her bed's veil aside, so if this was her only attire, then she must have been freezing. I briefly wondered how long she had been laying there with the blankets down, but soon realized that there were bigger fish to fry.
"Hey, why don't we get you some more clothes, hmm?" I suggested, pulling my catlike mistress to her feet and leading her by the hand to her rather large dresser. I opened the top drawer, which I knew contained the majority of her casual clothes. "Hmm…"
There were none left. Oh, well, I thought, opening the next drawer down, which usually contained some of her more formal clothes. Nothing there, either. That's weird…
I looked through each and every drawer, finding nothing in any of them. Then, I felt a tug on my hand, prompting me to look over at my mistress with a confused expression. She pointed to the mirror hanging above the dresser, where a piece of paper was neatly taped to the middle. Upon closer inspection, I noticed very neat, fancy cursive writing on it, which I immediately deduced was from the maid that handled her clothing and cooking. I began to read:
Dear Konno Yuuki-sama,
If you are reading this, then I can only assume you forgot that today is the day of the month I take all of Kirigaya-sama's clothes to be re-washed. When she needs to be redressed, please allow her to use some of your own house-wear instead. Your clothes may be a bit big on her, but they will keep her warm, and I am sure you will find the sight absolutely adorable!
Signed,
Rika
As per the usual, the mischievous maid found a way to tease me about my… condition. She somehow found out about my… more than professional feelings for our mistress not so long ago, and had been teasing me relentlessly about it ever since.
She never ceases to amaze me with all the ways she can find to tease me, I mused dryly, taking the piece of paper with my free hand and crumpling it up. I put it in my pocket to dispose of later, then began to lead my mistress towards the door that led to the hallway.
When she gave me a questioning look, I merely responded with, "We're going to get you some warm clothes. I hope that you're all right with using some of mine."
Her eyes lit up with happiness, sending a surge of elation through me at her adorable reaction. I opened the door, taking her out into the hallway and walking her the short distance to my room, which happened to be right next to hers.
My room, though not as fancy as my mistress's, was still quite upscale in its own right. Whereas most of Kimiko's room was colored white, mine seemed to be mostly composed of a combination of red and lavender, with some of my personal belongings and mementos from back home decorating the top of my dresser, the windowsill, and my nightstand.
I led her to my dresser, where I opened the top drawer and began scanning for clothes that would fit her closely enough to still provide warmth. I felt her hand wriggle itself out of my grasp as I searched, but thought nothing of it as I continued.
When I finally picked out a full outfit for her to wear, consisting of a thick, lavender sweatshirt, some light gray sweatpants, and black socks, I turned around to find her donning the dark violet, long-sleeved shirt I had discarded the night before for my sleepwear.
"Hey, you can't…"
My protest died on my lips when I saw how cute she looked in it. However, her next action almost made me pass out from embarrassment.
She sniffed the sleeves. And not just a curious sniff, which would be perfectly natural for a curious neko girl, but a long whiff, to which she followed up by sighing contentedly.
Once the initial shock and embarrassment faded, all that was left for me to feel was a slight anger. I briskly walked over to her, pulling on her ear again.
"You can't wear that, it's not clean!" I scolded, releasing my hold on her ear after a few moments. She folded her arms over her chest defensively, looking like she would fight to the death just to keep it on. "Seriously, you can't wear that."
Then came the pleading look. Despite the fact that she was a neko girl, she had perfected the 'puppy dog eyes' attack with such effectiveness that it left me completely powerless to say no to her in the end. Still, I fought a valiant battle, trying my very hardest to keep my resolve strong.
I could already feel my determination fading fast, and it was only a few more seconds before I found myself caving. "All right, you win. You can wear it," I conceded her victory, before quickly adding, "But if you get sick because of it, it'll be your fault, not mine."
Even though the main house would probably blame me anyway… I sullenly admitted in my head.
The look of pure delight that immediately took its hold on her features made losing the battle feel less disheartening. She lunged at me, embracing me so fiercely that I almost fell to the ground. I kept my balance nonetheless, returning the hug in earnest.
Such is the average morning for me in the Kirigaya family compound.
Author's Note
And thus ends the first chapter of what I hope will become a completed fic! Actually, I have the majority of the outline figured out already, going from this chapter to the next, and then the final two chapters and epilogue. Not sure what I'll put in between, but it'll probably be a lot of senseless fluff with a bit of plot interspersed throughout.
This story is projected to end up with about five to seven chapters including the epilogue, for those of you who are curious. It won't be that hard to pull off, and it might result in the only completed story of mine (on this account) that isn't a one-shot! I'm totally looking forward to that!
Anyway, what do you think? I'd love to hear your opinions and critique in a review! I don't really care about the tone of what you say, so long as it isn't a one-liner like, "Love it, please update soon", or something like that.
Well, I'll get to working on the second chapter now! To tell the truth, I'm already exactly forty-five words in, not including the story and chapter title. Anyway, I hope to see you all in the next chapter!
Ciao!
