Handling a knife in my hand and a fork in another. Pancakes with tangerine honey. There could be nothing else more right than having a delicious breakfast while listening to the birds chirping away. But… HE just had to stand behind me. God knows what he's up to.

"Uhhh… Hyuuga-san… you can sit down and have some breakfast too, you know?" I turned my head to the back and looked at the said person. He opened his eyes slightly and stared at directly at me in the eyes.

Those deep crimson eyes… Black raven hair, well toned body… Even if I didn't want to admit. He was just too… gorgeous.

Honestly, I can't figure out what that my father and mother are thinking about, their daughter is after all, a growing lady with raging hormones.

"Ojou-sama, I don't think staring at me will fill you up for breakfast."

"Ah. Gomen…" I blushed a deep red.

"Hn."

I picked up my cutlery and started cutting away at my yummy pancake again. Oh another thing, he cooks… too well for his age. But if I think about it, maybe it is time for Tamamori to get some rest… he's probably too old for this job already…

Clink.

I looked down at my plate, shining back empty at me. I had finished my pancakes, without noticing.

"Pan—cake." I stared at the plate with puppy eyes, sadly, I was caught in this unglamorous picture by him.

"Ojou-sama would you mind if I clear the plate, you do have school today."

"School?" I blinked at him.

"Yes ojou-sama, school."

"EH?" I jumped out of my seat and held him by his collar. "Hyuuga-san, tell me it's Sunday."

"Sigh… ojou-sama, haven't I hinted to you this morning when I TRIED to wake you up?"

"This morning?"


This morning…

"Ringggggg!" the most dreaded sound of the morning rang by my ear.

"Just a few more minutes…" I rolled over to the other side of the bed.

"You can tell that to the principal, ojou-sama, but not me."

My eyes snapped open when I heard the foreign voice. A pair of crimson red eyes stared back at me.

"Who are you?"I snatched my pillow, ready to throw it.

"Ojou-sama, would you mind hearing me…"

"Tamamori! Tamamori!"

"Ojou-sama, would you please calm…"

"Wait."I calmed down and held my hand in front of him.

"Three questions. Who are you? What the hell are you doing here? Where is Tamamori? DID YOU KILL HIM?"

"Ojou-sama, that's 4 questions."

Ok Mikan. Calm down.

"Whatever, answer them."

"Number one, I'm Natsume Hyuuga, your new butler."

"Nani? What about Tamamori?"

"I'm getting to that point, ojou-sama, would you mind not interrupting me."

"H-hai…"

"Number 2 and 3, I'm here, because that old geezer is getting too old and I'm here to replace that old thing."

"W-Wh- Sorry…" I shut up when his lips curled into a frown.

"Number 4, I did not kill Tamamori."

"Oh… sorry for calling you a… murderer."

"Hn."

He's kinda cold… isn't he…

"Ojou-sama, stop daydreaming, it's time for breakfast."

My eyes sparkled at that word. Food makes my world go round after all~ I got down the bed with renewed delight until…

"Polka-dots."

"Eh? Hyuuga-san what did you say?"

"Ojou-sama, as the heiress of the Sakura family, I can't believe, you actually wear such childish…undergarment."

I stopped scrambling out of bed and looked at my current position in the mirror.

"Kyaaaaa!" I arranged my nightgown immediately and hung my head in embarrassment. Oh dear, for my butler, to see this… And he's not Tamamori!

I stole a glance at him under my bangs. And guess what, he was smirking. What a pervert.

"Ojou-sama, you can't cry over split milk, breakfast is waiting."

I got out of bed as lady-like as I could and walked behind him quietly.

Judging his height and his pervetic attitude, he can't be any older than me… can he? And he's rather handsome for a butler, isn't he.

After walking by a few corridors and climbing a few flights of stairs, we reached the dining hall.

Sitting down eagerly on the chair, Hyuuga-san brought breakfast to me. And what laid in front of me was what I'd call, HEAVEN.

PANCAKES WITH TANGERINE HONEY.


Back to reality…

"Oh… haha sou… ka?" My eyes widened as I continued to clutch onto his collar and realisation dawned upon me.

"Hyuuga-san." I said, still clutching onto his collar. "The car!" I realeased him and charged towards the room to get changed.

"Hn." Was all I heard before I slammed the door behind me.

I'm so dead for Jin-jin's class. I've yet to touch a single math question of the math worksheet he gave us last Friday! But for now, let's just focus on getting to school on time.

When I reached the main gate, Hyuuga-san was already waiting for me at the side with the car. Dressed in the same bloody uniform.

"Hyuuga-san, you attending the school as well?"

"Hn." He was definitely a 'mute' compared to Tamamori-san. If it was Tamamori-san… pfft, he's too old to attend high school.

All of a sudden, Hyuuga-san leaned close to me. Too close that I can even smell the cologne he was wearing.

"H-hai?" I blushed a deep shade of red.

"Your bow's crooked." He whispered in my ear.

My back stiffened as he skillfully untied my bow and tied it back beautifully.

"A-arigatou…" I was so flustered I didn't know what to do anymore.

To my surprise, he acted like nothing ever happened and opened the car door for me. I entered the car and closed it carefully.

"Ne, Hyuuga-san, you're the same age as me… right?"

Silence.

"Hn."

"Ah… okay."