Akemi's Bad Morning
Nearly everyone you meet when walking down a street
Pretends to be a pillar of society.
A model of propriety, sobriety and piety
Who's never even heard of notoriety!
The ladies an' gents here before you
Which none of 'em ever admits
May have saintly looks, but they're sinners an' crooks
Hypocrites!
~Excerpt from "Façade" by Leslie Bricusse
Akemi walked to the young man's room apprehensively. Under normal circumstances, her nervousness would have been so laughable. She was at least five years his senior and nearly twice his height, but… this was different. This young man was the son of her new employer, and she had already heard the rumors of his morning moods.
His younger brother had already woken hours earlier and was presently eating breakfast in the grand dining room after a session of intense outdoor martial arts practice, but the elder brother had yet to stir and school would be starting shortly.
Akemi extended her fist tentatively and knocked on the door to the boy's room. There was no response from inside. Her nerves raw, the young maid opened the door and crept into the room, quietly closing the door behind her.
The young man lay wrapped in silk sheets surrounded by a plethora of stuffed animals, his blonde hair messy on the pillow. On a rack in the corner hung the uniform of his prestigious private school, neatly wrapped in a plastic dry-cleaning bag. He looked so small, hardly like a typical student his age… "Master Haninozuka?" she asked softly, gently nudging the sleeping boy. The response was instantaneous as one eye snapped open, then narrowed dangerously. Akemi backed away a step or two as the young man sat up.
"What do you want?" He growled, not looking directly at her.
Akemi stammered over her words. "I- it's nearly time for school, Master Haninozuka…"
"I was having a good dream…" the young master began, his head turning slowly to face the intruder. Mitsukunni's words fell short as he studied the girl before him, eyeing her tight maid uniform. Akemi grew ever more uneasy as the large round eyes sized her up from head to toe.
"I- I'm sorry, Master Hani-" she began, nervously shifting from side to side.
"Shh." Mitsukunni said, climbing out of his bed. After a glance at the closed bedroom door, he advanced toward Akemi with a disturbing glint in his eyes.
"M- Master Haninozuka?" Akemi stammered.
Mitsukunni said not a word as his hands reached to Akemi's hips and pulled her close to him and the edge of the bed. The young woman was shocked as he buried his face in her chest, glancing to her blushing face with a look of pure lust.
"Master Haninozuka!" she squealed, struggling out of his grip and backing away, her face a mix of outrage and embarrassment.
Mitsukunni's mouth curved upwards at the corners. It was not his typical grin, but a cunning, evil smirk that would have chilled fire. "You just moved to this area, didn't you, maid?" His voice held the high pitch of youth, but his tone was darker than any Akemi had heard in her life.
"I, er- Well…" Akemi began, fumbling with her words.
"It would be a shame," Mitsukunni began, interrupting her, "if you were to suddenly find yourself unemployed, wouldn't it, maid?"
"Unemployed?" Akemi replied in a fearful whisper.
"Not just unemployed… but terminated from the services of one of the powerful families in the country… you wouldn't work anywhere near here again, maid." Mitsukunni finished simply.
It took Akemi a moment to resign herself to the threat, but she stepped forward to Mitsukunni. The young blonde smiled darkly once again as his hands reached to her legs, starting at her nylon-covered knees and moving up under the black uniform dress. Akemi's soul burned with humiliation as her young master's hand crept upwards, past the tops of the thigh-high stockings and to her panties. The small fingers crept under the fabric and rubbed her slit as she whimpered helplessly. Master Mitsukunni noted the noise with satisfaction by looking to her face and grinning once more with narrowed eyes.
"Do you love this, maid?" he hissed. Akemi felt a tear roll down her cheek, which just made the young master smile more. "I see you do…" he whispered as his fingers began to explore deeper into her most sensitive areas. Mitsukunni's free hand grabbed one of hers, guiding it to his own crotch, where she felt his hardness growing against the pajama bottoms. Akemi could only close her eyes and pray it would end soon when the cell phone on the bedside table suddenly rang.
Akemi gasped, and Mitsukunni looked to the phone with annoyance. "Stay quiet, maid." He commanded as he reached for the phone, never removing his fingers from her opening. He looked at the phone and flipped it open, speaking in such a chipper tone that Akemi could hardly believe it was from the same person.
"Hi, Takashi!" The young master began, his fingers still twisting inside Akemi with eyes that dared her to make a sound. "No, I overslept. I'll be down in a couple minutes. Let me just get dressed, 'kay?" A pause. His fingers pressed in deeper, harder. Akemi bit her lip to keep silent. "I know, Takashi. I'll be down soon. Bye!" The phone snapped closed, and Mitsukunni's eyes narrowed in on Akemi's tearful face once more.
"Make up my bed, maid." He ordered, pulling his hand from between her legs at last. With a smug smile, he licked his fingers, savoring the taste for a moment. "And be ready for when I get home tonight." He finished, grabbing his phone, plastic wrapped uniform, and stuffed pink bunny. Akemi remained standing numbly as he ran to the bathroom to dress for school.
As soon as the door slammed shut, Akemi collapsed on the bed crying softly into the sheets. She pondered for a moment telling her employer of what his son had done to her… but looking around the room, surrounded by mounds of candy, toys, and stuffed animals… she knew nobody would ever believe her.
She was trapped.
In the bathroom, Mitsukunni studied his reflection for a moment as he straightened his tie. He slipped his cell phone into his pocket and grabbed hold of the stuffed bunny he was never without. "Looks like we have a new toy, Usa-Chan." He said to the bunny. "Let's hope this one doesn't break as quickly as the others…"
With that, Mitsukunni rushed out of the bathroom and gave the maid a cursory glance. She was still sobbing face down on his bed. With a smile, Mitsukunni knew she was his, at least until she broke…
He closed the door to his bedroom and bounded down the stairs, his devious and lustful nature giving way to his public façade. He burst through the front door excitedly to meet his cousin.
"We're going to be late, Mitsukunni." Mori said simply.
"I'm sorry, Takashi." Hunny said humbly, looking to the ground. He was the very image of apologetic innocence.
Mori just grinned. It was, as usual, impossible to stay upset in the presence of Hunny's sweet nature. "Don't worry about it. Let's go."
Hunny's face broke into a big smile. "Oh-Kay!" he said in a happy tone. He skipped away with his cousin in tow, stealing a last glance at his bedroom window, where Akemi stood now, watching him leave. See you tonight, maid… Mitsukunni thought with a lustful malevolence behind his happy-go-lucky smile.
END
AUTHORS' NOTE: OK, Yes, Hunny was acting wildly OOC. This was inspired by a certain pic of a dear friend who was cosplaying Hunny at the time. Spare the flames! XD