Eléonore in love

Disclaimer: I don't own Zero no Tsukaima/ The Familiar of Zero... think about it... if I did why I would be writing a fanfic?

Note: this is my first fan fiction, I'm mainly doing this as a way to improve my English so any kind of criticism is welcomed.

Chapter 1

It was another day in the life of Eléonore de la Vallière, another crappy day to be precise, the reason? it appears that her little sister Louise had finally confessed her love for her familiar… a commoner, to make matters worse he accepted her feelings and the two were now officially lovers… usually that would be enough to make her angry but it didn't end there, the couple actually had the nerve to ask her parents for their approval to their marriage… and… they accepted it… apparently since the boy had been given a title by the queen and even owned a few properties, it was all right to simply ignore all the things they were taught since childhood about social status and allow the girl to be married to an (ex)commoner .

It was so frustrating, this wasn't supposed to happen, Louise should not be allowed to marry before her…ok… actually that was the main reason of her anger, her baby sister was going to get married before her, a fact that make her feel … old, she was now on her late twenties, unmarried and without a man in her life, sure she had a respectable job and was actually pretty successful on it, but it wasn't supposed to be this way, she was to be married ages ago with her (ex)fiancé, but he had the nerve to call off their engagement without even explaining himself.

For that reason she now was in some commoner bar drinking her woes away, sure it was strange that she picked this kind of place, but it was better than being seen drunk in a more sophisticated place, after all she had a reputation to protect.

"Give me another one of these… and make it stronger". She asked to the bartender

"But miss you have already drank to ma…" (Glare)… "Right away miss".

She looked at the bartender while waiting for her drink and noticed… this was really a strange bar, the bartender was a drag queen that was all buff while the waitresses all dressed and acted like… ladies of dubious morality. Maybe this was really not the place for her, but… the hell with it, they had the liquor she needed and that was all that mattered.

"Here you go miss". The bartender handed over her new drink.

"Thanks." She answered coldly

While she was preparing to get into her drink a man that had seated next to her a little while ago spoke to her.

"Wow… I never seen a woman drink that much before, yet you look completely unfazed… things like that would definitely give the wrong impression… but I like it."

She turned around to find out the insolent that had the nerve to call her a drunk, only to find a boy who probably wasn't even in his twenties yet , he was tall, a little muscular (but nothing like the bartender, that's for sure), his skin had a dark tone and his hair was red(which meant he was probably a germanian), normally she would just glare away every person that tried to speak with her, but to be honest the boy was quite a sight for sore eyes… and her eyes were quite sore, so she figured out she might as well talk to him, what could possibly go wrong anyway.

"Hmpf… none of your business, at least I'm old enough to drink."

"Hey I may not look like it but I'm actually 21."

"Still a kid compared to me anyway." Now that was shocking,he definitely didn't look 21.

"Ah come on how much can the difference be, 2, 3 years at most?"

"No, don't be ridiculous I am actually… too old."She said getting depressed again.

"… come on don't get all depressed on me, this is a bar, people come here to have fun."

"...Or to drown all their worries in alcohol."

"Ah come on… what could possibly be worrying such a beautiful lady…"

"What worries me… you wanna know what worries me… well I'll tell you…"

Following those words came a long winded speech about everything she thought was wrong with her life, her little sister, her parents, her (ex) fiancé, and everything else. Usually she never would even talked to someone she just met about her life, let alone her private life, but the liquor she had been drinking all night had finally begin to take its effect.

"…so to resume I'm old, lonely, the only thing I'm good at is a job I don't want, most people I know hate me or think I'm annoying, I've never had a boyfriend or even kissed someone … and my breasts are small, it's so frustrating!."She said angrily, little after that, she regained her composure took a long zip at her drink and got depressed again.

The boy was surprised… he definitely did not expect such an outburst, the woman he was talking to looked so serious and mature he could not believe what just happened, but then again everybody had their problems.

"Ok… sigh…. Look… I know I hardly know you so I'm probably not the best person to say this but… Chill out!, so what if your fiancé dumped you, just find another one… so what if your parents made you get a job because you were too old to marry, It's not like they ask for your age before you do it so it doesn't matter and there's nothing wrong with working or anything … and what's the problem with your little sister getting married before you, if she found love already just let her be… I mean if she's as bad as you described her and still managed to find love in her life, then so can you".

Eléonore was shocked, not only he had actually listened to her rant, but also his words actually made her feel a little better.

"And about your breasts, sure they are probably smaller than every other woman in this bar, but I still think they look nice… although you could show them a little more, that dress definitely doesn't do them any favors."

Eléonore blushed red like a tomato, much like her little sister usually does, and could only mutter a little "shut up" before going back to her glass, drinking the last of its contents.

They kept talking and drinking for a while, much to her surprise the boy actually could hold an excellent conversation, they talked about every topic she could think and not only he actually had something interesting to say about each but he also actually listened to everything she had to say, not something you'd expect from a boy picking girls on a bar.

After a few hours had passed she looked at the clock on the wall and noticed it was quite late, she had work tomorrow and for some reason didn't fell like drinking anymore, so she paid her tab, and said her goodbyes to the boy she just been talking to. But as soon as she turned around a couple of arms sneaked up behind her and started to grope her breasts.

"Yep, quite nice, they are actually not that small and have a really cute shape; you definitely should get a new dress."

The boy behind her said that in a rather serious voice, one that seemed to hide an invitation… an invitation that she refused with an elbow to his gut and a "hmpf… pervert", before walking away irritated, leaving the bar and the boy behind, disappearing into the night.