"Hello, Kisshu-sama! Welcome back!", Said a 17-year old female maid as her master walked through the door. The girl had blazing red hair raised up in two bows. Her inoccent brown eyes sparkled at her master. She was wearing a black n white maid uniform and black boots that went up to her knees, Ichigo. She bowed to the man in front of her, as did the others. The others were wearing the exact same thing as the first girl. One had blue hair, Minto. The other had purple hair, Zakuro.
The man, age 18, had dark green hair pulled into two short pigtails by the side of his face. A black tanktop with a black hoodie and jeans with converse. He smirked at the maids and said in a husky tone, "Good evening ladies! Working hard?" He looked pecificly at Ichigo. "How are you doing today, Ichigo?"
Ichigo blushed and straightned up, and smiled, "Very good Kisshu! And you?" She relized her mistake and made a small gasp.
Mint nudged Ichigo and hissed. Zakuro gave her a cold stare. Ichigo shuddered and was about to apoligize but Kisshu replied back in a friendly tone, "I'm good as well, Ichigo-chan." He winked his amber eye her way and she thought she was going to faint. She stuttered, "T-That's nice t-to hear."
The maids were just reccently hired about two months ago and Kisshu's been flirting non-stop with the maid, Ichigo. He walked over and pecked her cheek. She blushed harder and her legs felt weak. Kisshu chuckled at her reaction and walked up the huge staircase, out of their site.
Mint hissed and grabbed Ichigo's shoulders. "What the hell, Ichigo? Get yourself together! It's just a guy! And don't say his name so disrespectfully!"
Zakuro nodded and looked away like she didn't give a damn. Ichigo pouted. "Sorry, I'm still not used to this whole...this..maid thing!"
Zakuro sighed and brushed Mint's hands off of Ichigo. "Ichigo, he is the top master's son. You have to do everything he says too. So don't treat him with such disrespect."
Mint smirked and turned around. Zakuro went to the kitchen and Ichigo was left alone near the entrance, sweeping with the broom. She sighed and swept back and forth. Back and Forth.
She remembered her old master, Masaya. Memories passed through her mind for at least an hour. He was murdered and he passed his maids onto Kuro Ikisatashi, the father of Kisshu Ikisatashi, in his will. Ichigo sighed again and looked at the floor as she swept and saw a silver metal object. The way it shined made her eyes sparkle in excitement. She picked it up with her gloved fingers. "So shiny. It may be Kisshu-sama's. I'll go give it to him." And she headed upstairs.
Now time to rewind. Kisshu walked up the stairs, thinking of the bueatiful and very fit maid Ichigo. He heard them talking but couldn't make out what their words were and he knew it was rude to easedrop, when was he not rude?
He bumped into a butler with blonde hair and blue eyes. "Watch it, fool."
The blonde bowed. "My apoligize, Kisshu-sama! But Kuro-sama requests to see you."
Kisshu scrowled, "Tell him that I'm busy."
The blonde stood up and straightned up his suit, "Kuro-sama said, no excuses. Kuro-sama very much needs to talk to you, Kisshu-sama."
Kisshu walked away without another word to the end of the hall and knocked on the big red double doors.
"Come in, Kisshu.", the voice of his father called out.
Kisshu opened the door with a frown and looked at his father. His father with his dark green hair pulled into one small ponytail in the back and red eyes. He was sitting at a wooden desk with his arms crossed over the table. "Kisshu, I sopose you can spare some time to talk about your mother."
That caught Kisshu's attention. His mother was gravely sick and she was always in her room. No one is aloud to see her because the room was toxic and contaigest. Kisshu shut the door and half-ran in front of his father's desk. "Have they found a cure? Will she live?"
Kuro looked pained as he looked at his son, who looked full of hope. "T-They have not found a cure. A-A-A..And they said she won't live for much longer. I'm really sorry Kisshu. You may go back now. That's all I have to tell you."
Kisshu wanted to cry but he reminded his self about Ichigo and that stopped the tears from wanting to leak. He felt slightly better as he walked back to his room and didn't bother to shut the door all the way so it was just cracked alittle. He walked into his private bathroom and started the shower. He took off his clothes and threw them in the clothes basket. Kisshu took out the red ribbons in his hair and shook his head, feirously. He looked at himself in the mirror before stepping into the shower. About ten minutes later he stepped out and wrapped a towel around his waist. It didn't reach far, probally to the middle of his thigh. He stepped out of his bathroom and rummaged through his clothes drawers.
His ears perked up at the sound of the door creaking open and someone stepping in. He turned his head and saw Ichigo with her back turned, shutting the door closed. He grinned and aproached her. Ichigo sighed but right before she was about to turn she was poked in the sides. "K-Kisshu-sama!" She turned around and blushed harder than ever before. "Kisshu-sama! I'm so sorry to intrude like this! I brought you-!" Silencing her, Kisshu slammed his lips against hers and grabbed her arms, pinning her to the green door.
Ichigo let out a loud moan as Kisshu slipped his tounge in and pushed on his arms. He broke the kiss and looked at her, dreamily. "Oh, Ichigo-chan..."
"K-K-Kisshu-sama! This is highly inapropriate!" She struggled in his grip. He pressed his body against hers, getting a moan in reward. He licked her cheek and started to kiss down her neck.
"You got it wrong, Ichigo-chan. You know...I've been wanting you for a while now.." He sucked on her neck.
Ichigo gasped and struggled even more. "No, Kisshu-sama! This is bad! Stop this!"
"Feisty! Just how I like it!"
You have to do everything he says too.
What should Ichigo do?
Haruko: Yes...what should she do?
Kish: *star eyes* lemon?
Haruko: Maybe...If the reviewers want it bad enough, I'll make a lemon. Forced or not forced?
Ichigo: GROSS! No, Haruko! Bad! *sprays haruko with garlic water*
Haruko: Hisssss! It burns!
Mint: A vampire...really?
Kish: A vampre who will make a Ichigo and kisshu lemon!
Haruko: MAYBE! Okay, reviewers? Do I change the rating to rated M and make a lemon or keep it clean? Also if you want lemon, forced or not forced?
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