London, 1846
Gumi's Perspective
Slowly opening my eyes, I can hear the dinging of the church bells ringing from my open window. I'll just go back to sleep, I think. Sleep is good.
Lying back down, I finally realize what time it must be. Jerking out of my bed, I run to the open window, the sweet autumn wind blowing my emerald hair around my face. "Well, crap. I'm going to be so freaking late," I whisper to myself.
The sun is already high in the sky, and I'm assuming I should be down in my tutoring session. I dash over to my closet and strip off my light silk nightgown.
Digging through my closet, I find the perfect thing to catch his eyes. Taking the gold lace peasant top and tight brown pants off the rack, I imagine what I will look like in them. Sliding the shirt over my head, and jumping to get into my pants, I am so excited I almost forgot them. Grabbing my red goggles off the top shelf, I slide them onto my head. You can never see me without them, the omnipresent goggles. I only take them off when forced to, and even then I carry them with me in my pocketbook.
Sliding on my leather flats, I grab my knapsack and start to jog to the tutoring room.
The tile floor clicks under my fast pace, and I barely see any of the rooms I pass. I can hear snippets of conversations, some directed to me, but I ignore them, too late to care.
"Miss, would you like some breakfast?" a petite maid says to me. I wave her off, and continue to dash down the perpetual hallway.
Making a mad turn to the right, I almost slam into the shut door. Straightening out my flyaway hairs, and readjusting my disheveled goggles, I am ready to go in.
I lightly open the door, to see Gakupo sitting at the desk reading. He's wearing a white button up tee, a brown leather vest, black pants, and brown lace up boots. My heart flutters, and I can feel my face flush. He looks up at the sound of the door being swung open, his long hair framing his face, and a warm, iridescent smile spreads across his face. I feel myself flush even harder, and I can't even attempt to keep a sheepish grin off of my face. "You're late again, Gumi," Gakupo says teasingly.
"Sorry, Teacher," I say, "I slept in again. If it wasn't for the church bells, I would still be asleep." I go to drop down in the chair next to him, and scoot closer to the desk. Our thighs are almost touching, and the pressure building up inside of my stomach is almost too much to bear.
"You know, you could just call me brother. I've known you so long, I might as well be an older brother," Gakupo says. Brother? Can't he tell that I don't want to be just brother and sister? Oblivious, I swear. And yet I blush.
"Okay, big brother," I say, and it brings a smile onto his face. If just saying that makes him happy, I will never call him anything else. That smile is too precious for me not to see it.
He says, the words ticking my ears due to our proximity, "Why don't we just skip our lessons today? After all, you slept through half of them." I pretend to look insulted, but he can see right through that, those knowing violet eyes peering straight through me.
"Well, what do you want to do then? We can't just walk around the mansion, people will wonder why we're not at lessons," I say, trying to see if he thought of a response to that.
He leans in, close to my neck, his breath ruffling my hair, and whispers, "We could go take a walk around the garden." A walk around the garden! That would be so perfect. Just thinking about it, I can picture many, many good ways that that could go.
Authors Notes: Hey there! This is the first fan fiction I have uploaded on this acount, so review, review, review! Now, before someone chews off my head, this is a very short chapter. I know that. Please, feel free to message me, or suggest anything to read. Or do both of the previously listed, if you're feeling very adventurous.