Patricia observed Yuu as he went towards his tasks diligently. Just 2 nights ago, Gilbert, their trusted head butler had introduced him to her. As he claimed, he was born and raised here, though his origins were from Japan.
He was a smart looking, handsome man.
Raven hair in a neat mess on his head (if that was even possible.)
His dark cocoa eyes were focused as he proceeded with his task. He had a well defined jawline and a nose that suited him well. Broad shouldered, strong physique and a confident aura.
Just who was this guy? (Haha! Like Misaki-chan's mystified by Takumi-sama :P )
So far, he hadn't properly interacted with anyone except formally introducing himself. He seemed like the introverted types who just kept to themselves. Maybe he was shy or threatened, even.
"I don't mean to speak out of my place..." Yuu spoke, the tone of his voice hinting amusement and Patricia strained to listen.
"But it is rude to stare, Oujo-sama."
Slight warmth flooded her cheeks and she watched wide-eyed as Yuu continued polishing the silver with not even a flicker of an eye-brow.
She wouldn't have dreamt, after her careful analysis of his personality that he was capable of this...playfulness.
This was going to be troublesome.
She hadn't ever been caught off-guard.
Everything she ever did or said was precisely planned. She manipulated people according to her observations of them so that she could learn the perfect way to make them carry her will without coming off as overbearing or offending.
People were watching, she was thoroughly aware.
And of her title as well.
It was a necessity. For her to be admired as strong. Key word being admired. Not feared. No, that was bad for her reputation. Since her father paid no heed to what other's thought of them and he acted on his own whim, making enemies, she assumed it as her own responsibility to protect Raven Castle's good name herself.
Years of practice had made her the master of this art yet this man.
"You're an interesting man Yuu." She gathered herself quickly, smiling challengingly at him as she stood up from the chaise and walked up to him.
She wasn't going to let this measly man get the better of her. After all, she was Patricia Walker and she took pride in her name and the power it came with.
She was going to see how long this man was going to resist her charm which had brought even the toughest of men on their knees and had helped her win much favors by many.
She knew when to use it, how much to use it and on whom to use it. She liked being in control and that is where she thought she belonged.
On the top, handling the strings of her little puppets.
She stood next to him, waiting for him to acknowledge her presence.
But he didn't.
Impatiently, and rather annoyed, she grabbed his arm, hindering him from further polishing the already gleaming piece of silver.
He was a bit surprised, she noticed with glee, this would further help her in her task.
"You don't need to see me as someone special Yuu." She smiled charismatically at him, still gripping his arm which she noticed was rather supple.
She thought she had won, noticing his startled expression but suddenly cried out as she felt a sharp pain stab through her forehead.
He had flicked her forehead!
"What was that for?!" She demanded indignantly, clutching her forehead.
When her eyes met his, her heart skipped a beat.
"So this is how you charm people into liking you." He chuckled softly at her as if she were a child.
She watched him speechlessly, her peridot green eyes widened tremendously as she struggled to process the strange feeling blooming in her stomach.
"What a heartless lady." He said, smiling at her, his eyes soft and affectionate.
"I'll be taking my leave now, Oujo-sama" He greeted her before leaving the room.
She had never been treated this way before. Nor had she ever been on the receiving end of the art she had supposed she was unchallengeable of.
This was no ordinary man she was dealing with.
The smile was still being projected in her head, she couldn't deny how beautiful and enticing he looked but in such a pure way.
"You are a rather interesting man after all, Yuu." She smirked to absolutely no one before getting back to her reading in attempt of calming down her now pounding heart.
Now I'm not sure if I'll keep it as a one-shot or not. But I'm rather interesting in dreaming up the story of our beloved Takumi-sama's parents. I assume if I do keep writing, some of their personality traits will resemble Takumi-sama's as they ARE his parents after all.
That's all for now. 3 -DDD
-edited but please point out mistakes if you find one. Arigato.-