Disclaimer: I don't own anything... not even a character (Eriol-sama)
Anyway... I'm in a very long holiday and don't know what to do. Any idea? I take Mandarin Language course, though... And, here I am... writing a new other story... I know that I'm wrong. I mean... I haven't even finished my other fic. Gomen!!! And I also have Harry Potter fic to do... never mind! I'll finish it... (hope so).
My Fair Lady Is My Maid, chapter 1
By green-mermaid
"Tomoyo! Look!"
An auburn locked girl slowly broke her running. She finally stopped in front of a raven haired girl whom she called Tomoyo. The girl with lavender eyes looked up to her best friend, still tidying up her book on her school desk.
It was nearly four p.m. Time to go back home from a tiring day at school. Everybody had tidied up their book and readied to go out from the classroom. There were even some of the students who already outside the school, unwillingly to be inside the building any longer.
"Sakura, what make you in a rush?" Tomoyo gave her usual comforting smile.
Sakura panted heavily before smiling gaily to her companion. "Look! I found this pamphlet in front of the station,"
Sakura gave a colorful paper to Tomoyo. There were four dots at the corners of the paper. It was clearly because of the pins that attached to the paper when it was on the station board. Tomoyo read the attractive big words on the paper while walking outside the classroom with her cousin.
"Looking for a maid for a big mansion at the Hikagi cliff. For more information, call 533-06xx... One hour 1,000 yen,"
Tomoyo paused. Sakura smiled. The lavender eyes girl yelled spontaneously, eyes still on the paper. "One hour for 1,000 yen!?!?! Woah!! That's too much!"
Sakura nodded her head for many times before she pointed into a part of the paper. "And here, look! There are also addition pay for food and transportation. You can live there and moreover, if you know how to nurse, there is also addition money. Isn't it great?"
"Wow! It's... really... wow! I don't expect that there is a job like this! I'll take it!"
"Yep! But, Tomoyo, is it really okay? Don't you think it's a bit weird? I mean, if you only nurse, why is the pay too much? And I heard there's a ghost at the mansion. There was a loud moaning of old people. They also said that there was a lady crying,"
Tomoyo was sure that her best friend's body shook a bit because of her frightened thought. Tomoyo smiled assuring.
"Don't worry! I'm okay! I don't care whether it is a ghost, a maniac, I must get this job! Since my mother company went to a bankruptcy and she went outside of the country, I have troubled you much, Sakura. I even live in your house,"
"Don't be such a fuss. My brother and father also like you. And you help me in my study," Sakura walked happily.
Wow... one hour 1,000 yen? Where else can I find this big chance? Ahh... I don't care for ghosts. Ten thousand yen, here I come!!
"Tomoyo? Tomoyo? Do you hear me?!" Sakura waved her hands in front of the giggling without any reason girl.
"Huh? Yeah?" Tomoyo smiled happily.
"Oh... never mind," Sakura shrugged off her shoulder. She knew that her best friend would never listen anything if she had seen a job opportunity.
"Come on,... I'm listening," Tomoyo tugged Sakura's sleeve.
"...The guy whom I wanted to tell you had passed," Sakura smiled sheepishly.
"Oh... that erm... Chinese boy, Siaolong?" Tomoyo put her fore finger in front of her lips.
"Syaoran, Tomoyo," Sakura sighed helplessly.
"Oh... okay... Syaorin,"
Sakura's shoulder turned down, feeling very helpless. She couldn't help her best friend in memorizing a boy's name. It was a miracle if she could memorize her male classmate, even for the most popular lad, Eriol Hiiragizawa. Sakura knew what could make Tomoyo happy was only money.
Since her mother left her without saying anything to the beautiful girl to outside country, she had to have many jobs at once to support herself. Feeling pity to her only cousin, Sakura pleaded to her father to have Tomoyo lived in their house. Her father and brother, of course, didn't really mind since they were still her family.
But, Tomoyo, on the other hand, feeling guilty for troubling them and always gave them money that she got from her job to Sakura's father. At first, Sakura's father was very confused what to do with the money. But, he finally made a bank account for Tomoyo secretly and put the money there.
"Tomoyo... it's Syaoran. He is so great... Eriol is very handsome too. He is really worthy for being our school's prince. But, for me, Syaoran is more attractive," Sakura let out a long sigh, remembering the Chinese boy face in her brain.
"Hey, Sakura... look!! The canteen lady gave me this after I helped her in the canteen this afternoon! Isn't she so kind?" Tomoyo showed a box of a small cake.
Sakura looked at Tomoyo with pity. She didn't know who to pity or even what to pity. Was it herself because Tomoyo never heard her feeling towards Syaoran? Or was it because she pitied Tomoyo because she never had a dictionary of boys in her head? Or was it because she pitied the boys because they drooling over a girl who only think about money, food, money, and then food?
She, herself, guaranteed whether which Tomoyo would prefer: Sakura or money. She had jokingly asked her best friend about that thing and without any second, the girl replied quickly: "Of course money!"
Sakura was frozen. Tomoyo stared at her without any guilt and hesitation. After an awkward of silent, Tomoyo chuckled for a while. She finally stared at the emerald eyes girl again with the same face she had before, saying "Just kidding,"
Since that time, Sakura never asked her again that question though she still didn't get the true answer for her question. But, Sakura thought that it didn't matter which Tomoyo preferred. Because of that unusual behavior of Tomoyo that made her interesting.
What make her more interesting was because everybody at the school thought that the lavender girl was a princess from the old Japan kingdom. And everybody thought that she, at least, had seven billion yen on her bank account in Swiss. Sakura never denied or agreed this rumor. It was only her who knew that Tomoyo was a homeless girl and stayed in her house.
Beside, she thought it was really amusing to see everybody thought Tomoyo was a princess. What if they found out the truth? What if there was somebody who dared to say that Tomoyo's a poor? That's gotta be interesting and she won't miss interesting things.
"Anyway... you will go to the mansion today?" Sakura pointed the manor at the cliff.
Tomoyo looked at the manor. There was at least four high mini-castle surrounding the manor. In the center, there was a big rectangular building. Tomoyo could see twelve windows which arrange into three rows with 4 windows each row. One of the twelve windows was in lit of yellow light. Bats flied around the castle, making the castle looked frightening.
Tomoyo looked back to Sakura with a determine eyes. "Yep! Why?"
Sakura didn't know how to explain that 'why' question of Tomoyo. Both of them had seen the frightening aura around the castle but the girl in front of her looked like she only saw the black manor like any other house.
Feeling very confuse what to say, she only grinded her saliva to her own throat. "Never mind. Good luck!"
Tomoyo, once again, nodded without hesitation. "Thanks! See ya later!"
Eriol's POV
A boy with navy-black haired showed his displeased face. He put his palm on his chin. He didn't know who or what that made him displease. Was it his grandfather who made him stayed at his mansion because both of his parents would go abroad to Philippine? Or was it his parents because they were too irresponsible over him and just left him alone with his grandfather who was weird? Or was it his female friends who kept giving him chocolates, cakes, and cookies everyday?
Do they want to make me fat or what?!
With grumbling, he grabbed his bag which full of cookies (which he thought would send it into the trash bin as long as he reached his grandfather mansion). Not for a while, a Chinese boy, walked towards the discourage boy.
"Yo! What's wrong, Eriol? Something's bothering you?"
"Syaoran. Nice to see you," Eriol looked up to meet a couple of amber eyes before hung his head again, seeing the floor tile as if it was the most interesting thing in the world.
"Hey... your tone didn't show what you said before. You said it as if 'Oh, I'm a dead-boy' or something like that,"
Eriol paused walking for a while, looked like realized of something. "You're right! If I suicide myself, I don't need to meet my weird grandpa! Why I didn't think about this earlier?"
Syaoran gawked at his best friend awkwardly. "Hey... easy, mate... Do you strike your head into a pillar of something?"
"No! I'm fine! Wait... yes, I can strike my head into a pillar until I die! Syaoran, you're so clever today!!" Eriol said gaily. He quickly ran into the nearest pillar.
Syaoran quickly grabbed him for a further silly action in the middle of main corridor of their school. "Wait... you don't need to die just because you will see your grandpa, okay?"
Being dragged by his best friend, Eriol's hand still trying to reach the pillar he just now hugged. After made sure that he had dragged far enough from any pillars around, Syaoran released him. Eriol cleansed and patted his shoulder slightly to make his uniform tidy.
"Eriol,"
"Hmm?" still cleansed his uniform.
"Don't act fool now. Not now," Syaoran said coldly to his best friend.
"Why..." Eriol didn't finish his sentence.
He looked up and met two girls walking side to side. One of them had auburn hair and emerald eyes. She looked energetic for a girl but looked cute. Not too tomboy, but not too girly.
The other girl seemed very composed and calm to herself. She had raven hair and beautiful lavender eyes which twinkling like a star. Eriol didn't know how to describe the lavender girl, she was just... perfect! Indeed, perfect was the right word for her. White skin, beautiful voice, gorgeous figure, perfect smile (A/N: read again Tomoyo's POV!! She's actually giggling and wondering about the money!!!), ...
Eriol wanted badly to stop her from walking away but he even didn't know her name.
"Sakura is so pretty today..." Syaoran let out a soft mumble.
"Sakura?"
"Yep! The girl who walks beside the Princess of Seijou High," Syaoran answered him happily.
"... who?"
Syaoran gawked at Eriol. "Where are you living on, Eriol?! The Mars?!" He wanted to say that to Eriol, very badly. But, he knew that sometimes Eriol indeed lived in his Mars, aka La La La Land.
"You don't know Daidouji-san? She is the princess of Seijou High. Many boys were drooling over her. Everybody agreed that she must be a princess from old Japanese kingdom and very rich. Not to mention she is also talented in every subject. From sewing to computer," Syaoran continued walking through the school north gate.
"Just plainly answer me, which one of the girls is Tomoyo? And which one is Sakura?"
"The one who walks beside Sakura is Tomoyo. And the one who walks beside Tomoyo is Sakura," Syaoran teased Eriol calmly.
"Syaoran... which one do you prefer?" Eriol gripped Syaoran's shoulder.
"Hmm?"
"I kill you with: throwing you into the river, or burning you, or mutilating you, or..."
"Not even any single option. Thanks!" Syaoran walked faster (which Eriol followed him too). "OK, the auburn hair is Sakura. And the raven one is Tomoyo. I warned you, if you ever fell in love with Sakura, our friendship ends here," Syaoran glared at Eriol seriously.
"Hey... you already have Meilin, why should you also have Sakura? What if right now I tell you that I love her at the first sight?" Eriol chuckled.
"Eriol... I'm not kidding here," Syaoran stared at Eriol, giving his grumpy but serious face.
"Oh... okay..." Eriol knew that Syaoran disliked Meilin, his cousin who also his fiancé. He wouldn't hate that girl if only the girl was merely a cousin. What made him disliked the girl was because the girl was his fiancé which his family chose for him.
It was merely normal in Syaoran's family to have the engagement because of family's will. After all, they are the only successor of an old Chinese clan and his mother wanted to make a pure successor for the clan.
"Now that I mentioned it, you must be feel the same like me," Eriol walked beside him
"Erm... What are we talking about?" Syaoran asked calmly.
"Engagement..."
"Who is engaged?" Syaoran asked innocently.
"Is there any person in here beside us? Except, there is a ghost here. But, I don't think that a ghost will have an engagement," Eriol sighed.
Both of them didn't say anything. Syaoran knew that Eriol disliked girls. Not that he was a gay. But he hate hearing their squealing and giggling, especially when they kindly gave him chocolates, cakes, and cookies everyday like a man only ate those and never knew there was a food named rice.
Syaoran, on the other hand, never bothered if there were girls who gave him those. He knew that the more you showed that you were untouchable; the more curiosity the girls had on you and that meant the more girls would 'bother' you. That 'bother' word was quoted from Eriol. He never felt the girls' attention to him was bothering.
"Oh... come on! Don't be that discourage! Engagement isn't that bad if you just do the ceremonial and won't meet your fiancé until you finished you college," Syaoran patted Eriol's shoulder hardly.
Feeling death glares which Eriol threw to him, he quickly added "Or maybe, yes. It's very dreadful,"
Syaoran didn't dare to look at his friend's eyes. He spontaneously cowered when Eriol threw such a death and cold glares to him. For Syaoran, Eriol's stare meant: "I am ready to kill you,"
"Saying about engagement, how is Meilin, Syaoran?"
"I heard that the cake here is delicious," Syaoran quickly changed the topic and pointed to the nearest café at their right.
Now, Eriol and Syaoran both stared to each other. There was a thick aura from both of them. Either Eriol or Syaoran were ready to shut one another mouth.
"Do you know that in eighteenth century if you disturbed other pedestrian in Geneva, you should pay fee around US $1000?"
WHACK!
"Yamazaki... and Chiharu?" Eriol spontaneously forgot his 'glaring fight' with Syaoran.
Syaoran turned his attention to the new-comers, sweat dropping. Believing what Yamazaki had said, he changed his position and made a space enough for one person. Eriol smiled slyly when he saw his best friend did so, but didn't say anything. Instead, he was more interested to ask what the couple did around there.
"Where are you going?" Eriol asked.
"Yamazaki, quit it! Oh... hello, Eriol, Syaoran," Chiharu looked up from the lad she just now hit. "We are going to that café. I heard that the tiramisu is delicious! Want to join us?"
"Do you know that..."
WHACK!
"Sure, why not? Yamazaki, is it true that we should pay US $1000 for..."
Syaoran's question was unfinished. He was snapped by Chiharu's shouting and Eriol's calm answer, "No! It's a lie!"
Syaoran finally went chatting and walking with Yamazaki to the café because frustrated (his sentence was snapped by two persons). Chiharu ignored them and more concerned to the navy boy in front of him, "What happened, Eriol? Are you going with us?"
"Nothing happened. Just sort of things happen these days. And I want to go with you all, but, my grandpa won't forgive me if I come home late. Sorry,"
Chiharu merely shrugged her shoulder. She didn't want to argue much with Eriol. Eriol's grandpa was a bit... eccentric and traditional anyway and she didn't want to bother the tradition.
"You don't have to say sorry. It's okay. I understand. See ya!" Chiharu waved to him and ran towards Syaoran and his boyfriend.
"Uhm! See ya!" Eriol replied her and continued walking to his grandfather's mansion, at Hikagi cliff.
Eriol didn't have any feelings that that evening would change his life for forever. Not until he reached his grandfather's mansion and met someone who was the reason which made his life change.
- To Be Continued -