In the midst of a large rural country side, there laid a well-structured mansion, made of sleek steal, doors made of the strongest tree bark, furnishing, one inch carpeting, and a handsome young fellow, who went by the name of Ikuto Tsukiyomi. Handsome, he was, charming, yes, friendly, not so much. Ikuto had been living in that mansion for four years, along side his sister, Utau; after the death of his stepfather. What else was the poor soul to do? Immediately, he raised his head, looking through the glass window, his eyes glistening in the sunlight.
"Ikuto," Utau whispered, "Let's go to the market."
Ikuto shook his head in disapproval.
"Please. We can go pick out whatever you want."
He slowly turned around, and shot her a glance; a glance that struck Utau like how an arrow struck a target. The power of his glance hurt Utau in a single second, who knows what could've happened if he'd physically had harmed her. No matter, Utau walked out of the flashy mansion, trembling out as her tears trickled from her face to her chin, then drop gently down the sidewalk. Ikuto let out a sigh of relief and shrugged. At least that dilemma was over. He let his weight drop onto the couch that was beside him, closed his eyes, and fell asleep.
…….…What seemed to be minutes were actually hours…
"Mmmmwah!!" popped the large sound into Ikuto's ear drum.
He woke up from his long nap and glanced at Utau who was laying on the floor, beside the couch he laid on. His arm reached his cheek, rubbing the residue of the kiss that was once there. His icy glanced switched from the ornaments on the walls to Utau.
"What'd you get?" he asked sheepishly, "Hopefully nothing we already don't need."
"It's nothing like that!" Utau glared, "Besides, we have the money! It doesn't really matter."
"It would be better to keep it then to waste it."
Utau cocked her head to the side and avoided his scornful stare.
"Answer my question, Utau, what'd you get."
Utau turned her head and smiled in glee. Snatching Ikuto's hand, she ran to the kitchen to show him the mysterious 'item' she had brought with her to their home.
Ikuto stared at the odd 'item' and slapped his palm onto his face.
"Utau…" he sighed.
"I got them for you, I thought you might've liked their outfits, in the least." She sighed.
Right there before his very eyes or his very…palm (?), stood three maids. They all varied in size and age, but all wore the same outfit. Cute Lolita.
"Shouldn't we introduce ourselves?" the auburn-haired maid had asked.
"I'm Ami!! I'm ten years old! I like dolls and toys and cute things and-"
She was hushed by the auburn-haired maid.
"It's my turn, Ami!" she shouted.
Ami stuck her tongue out at the rude response.
"My name is Yaya! I'm sixteen years old and I like cake and sweets and cute things and-".
"Yaya! Ami! Those weren't even sufficient ways to introduce yourselves." The pink-haired maid had shouted, "My name is Amu Hinamori. I am of seventeen years old."
"This is silly." Ikuto shook his head.
"We already have a few maids, Ikuto, what's wrong with a few more?" Utau begged.
"I don't want this to get a bit out of hand." Ikuto shrugged, "Get someone to show them their rooms." Ikuto wandered off.
"Tadase!" Utau shouted.
"Ye-yes, m'lady." Tadase, a short blonde boy, answered.
"Take these three to the maids' quarters." Utau demanded.
"Yes, yes, m'lady." he stuttered.
"Good." Utau grinned.
Utau disappeared into the depth of the large mansion and took off for her own needed business.
"Alright, are you three coming?" Tadase flashed a smile.
The gentle face was glimmering with beauty, almost sparkling, and Amu couldn't help but fall in love with it.
"Ye-yes." Amu blushed.
"Well then come along then." He turned around.
Tadase took them through the long hallways and large aisles of the vast mansion, up, down, over, and around it, until they found the maids' quarters.
"Here you are."
"Thank you." Amu whispered.
Tadase turned around and headed back to wherever he first was. Sadly, Amu was still looking back at him. Bu-bump, bu-bump, her heart raced with emotion. Screech! Yaya opened the door to the maids' quarters and knocked Amu out of her 'pleasant' daydream. Amu's eyes opened to the large room which filled itself up with four bunks and five other maids. There was one set of twins, and three other maids in the same outfit. They were sparkling with beauty…literally.
"Ah, you must be the new maids." The brown-headed one said.
"Uhm, yes. We are." Amu replied.
"Nice to meet you," the brown-headed maid said, "I'm Yuuki."
"I'm Amu, this is Ami and Yaya."
"Nice to meet you." The twins oddly whispered at the same moment.
"My name is Nadeshiko."
"My name is Nagihiko."
They gave off an eerie smile.
Amu glanced to the side and saw the other two maids. They were both blondes, and they both seemed uninterested but they differed in size a lot. One of them was a tad short and very cute while the other seemed quite normal.
"Oh, that's Lulu and Rima. They're not that friendly."
Rima, supposedly the cute one, turned her head to the side; embarrassed while the other, Lulu, got up.
"Don't talk about me in that manner, Yuuki." She glared.
"Uh! I'm sorry…but-" Yuuki stopped herself.
"Nice to meet you…Amu." Lulu sighed.
She had allowed herself to get close enough to Amu's ear…and thought up of a hilarious thing to do…
"I can't wait to kill you…" she whispered.
Amu pulled herself away from Lulu's invisible grasp, and walked out the door. Falling onto the ground…she shrieked.