Falling for My Maid

Author's Note: I am so sorry minna-san. It has been such a long time since I write again. Anyway, I saw some of the reviews. And there had been a thing I want to clarify after reading it- my biography. Actually, it was my friend who did it for me 'cause I was simply too lazy to do it. :) As for my grasp of English, well I had been in primary school then. So pardon my language. I'll check it though. Thanks for your comment, Natalie. And of course, not forgetting those who had reviewed for me! Thanks for spending time to read my fan fic! I have sort of edited the whole story again. So everyone must read and review! I know I am wicked. :p

Disclaimer: I want very much to owe CCS but sometimes things are just not how you want them to be. However, this plot is mine. :)

Summary: Sakura Kinomoto, the precious daughter of the top ten richest men in Japan, Fujitaka Kinomoto, has now become the maid of the most wanted bachelor cum the top ten richest men in Hong Kong! What has happen to Sakura that she has to reduce herself as a maid?

Chapter 1-The Conspiracy (Part 1)

London

It was a beautiful night, calm, gentle, yet alive. The moonlight made everything seem all silver. Suddenly, without any warning, the night wind began to roar and clouds bearing a load of rain appeared in the heavens. A legion of frogs in the grass by the shore and a host of toads in the tree chanted.

There was a girl sitting by the window. The fierce wind blew at her face bringing along the rain droplets in the air, staining her clear porcelain-like face. Her twinkling emerald eyes were now hidden beneath a layer of tears. A frown creased her face as she reminisced about the events of the day...

The soft rays of the morning sun filled the room. Somewhere in the distant, a certain alarm had been ringing for the past 2 hours. The owner of the alarm clock, wait, correction, alarm clocks, simply turned and covered her head with her blanket. She stirred in the warm blanket as the ringing of the alarm became louder gradually. She opened an eye and looked at the buzzing clock in the blanket.

"Chikushou (Damn)!" She jumped off the bed and dashed into the bathroom.

In the theatre, a girl with delicate chiseled face and black eyebrows angled like a soaring seagull's wings was worried for her friend. Her friend had been late for an hour and the lecturer would not be letting her off this time, which is going to be her forth.

"Sakura-chan, where are you?" She thought worriedly.

As if answering her, outside the theatre, sounds of body against metal and body plus metal against the floor could be heard. Tomoyo whizzed past the lecturer, knowing the one outside the theatre creating commotion would be none other than her best friend, Saukra Kinomoto.

"Itai, itai (pain)" she groaned in pain as blood oozed from her elbow. She had been racing here with all her might with her roller skates. However, she couldn't stop in time and banged with the bicycles outside the theatre.

Tomoyo emerged from the theatre and others followed suit.

"Daijoubu desu ka? (Are you all right?)" Tomoyo asked worriedly.

"Shinpai shinaide. (Don't worry.)" Sakura replied, returning a smile to Tomoyo.

"Doushita no? (What happened?)" Came a voice from within the theatre --- the lecturer's.

"Iie (no), betsuni (nothing)." Tomoyo helped Sakura up and everyone returned to the theatre.

Sakura shifted uncomfortably under the scrutiny of the lecturer. She had been looking at her from the moment she entered the theatre.

"Tai mingu no ii koto. (good timing)" said the lecturer in an unmistakable tone with sarcasms.

"Zannen desu (I'm sorry)"

"I've heard that far too many times Sakura. This time I am going to take away all your credits as your punishment."

"Shikashi (but), sensei (teacher)!"

"(Think of a favorite ring tone here ringing)" Everyone in the class turned their head over and looked at Sakura, especially the lecturer who is glaring at her with eyes that says I-am-gonna-kick-you-out-of-my-class- no-matter-what.

"Mou takusan. Mou oshimai de. (That's it. It's hopeless.) You are dismissed for class. Get out now."

"Suminmasen, minna-san. (Sorry guys). With that, Sakura skated out of the theatre with her shoulders slumped and her head hung low.

"Why is everything so wrong today? Argh!"

She looked at her phone. It was her Mum.

"Oka-san, doushita no? (Mum, what's the matter?) Don't you know I am having my lessons now?"

"Gomen, it's night here in Japan and... It's an emergency."

"Douka shita no? (What's wrong?) Have you been crying?"

"Sakura... sob... yo...ur...sob...oto-san (father) might not be able to make it past... to...night! Please... come back and see your oto-san for... the la...st time" came the voice from the other side of the phone.

"Oka-san, ochitsuite. Yukkuri hanashite. (Mum, calm down. Talk slowly.) You said that oto-san's dying? Demo, he's fine when I left two weeks ago, when he wanted to marry me off to some rich brats."

"Onegai, Sakura. Just...come back to see him for this once...Fujitaka! Fujitaka!"

After that, what's left is only the continuous beeping.

A sharp ringing of the phone pierced through the dense air in the room. Sakura was pulled back from her trains of thoughts. She turned and picked up the phone.

"Moshi moshi. Sakura desu. Donata desu ka? (Hello. This is Sakura. Who is calling?)

"Tomoyo. I've got the tickets, it'll be flying at 12 midnight. Anyway, I've helped you asked for leave with the school."

"Domo (Thanks), Tomoyo. You are the best. I'll go to the airport now. Don't bother to see me off. Touya will be there at Japan to fetch me."

"Zettaini arimasen! How can I leave my kawaii (cute) Sakura! I am going back to Japan with you. Heehee.

"Lol. Okay. I should have expected this. See you at the airport. Dewa mata.(See you later)."

Click. Sakura put down the phone. She took a last look at the house. It was pitch dark but couldn't hide the fact that the room was at least 20 feet long. The tickling of the wall clock seemed to beckon her to go home. She went into her room and took out her luggage. She closed the door behind her and left for the airport.

However, what she did not know was that something else awaits her in Japan.

Earlier in Japan

"Are you sure we are doing the right thing, Fujitaka?" asked a worried voice after she ended the call.

"Zettaini sou desu. (Absolutely.)" Fujitaka replied confidently.

'Gomen ne (Sorry), Sakura. I am doing this for your sake.' Nadashiko apologized in her thoughts.

to be Continued...

Author's Note: Yah! Finally, I finished writing this chapter 1. :) Though it would be ages before I update again 'cause I'll be getting so busy once school reopens. Nonetheless, I'll try my best though. Gambattle ne! Heehee. Okie, now there still one last thing you guys need to do for me which is to review! See that tempting review button? Don't hesitate. Lolx. I don't mind flames as long as you can help me to improve. But give only constructive ones. And last but not least, thanks for reading my story.

P.s. If you find the Japanese phrases distracting, please tell me. I'll stop putting them in starting from the next chapter.