Note: I do not own any of the characters within this story. They are the property of 07th Expansion.

CHAPTER TWO

"Keiichi-kun, Good Morning!" shouted Rena as she waved from afar.

"Morning, Rena," Keiichi replied.

"Was Mii-chan mean to you yesterday? Was she?" she asked, seeming genuinely concerned.

He gave her a thumbs up. "Nothing I couldn't take."

"That's good," she sighed. "Rena was worried about you..."

"Hehehehe! No need to worry!" he said proudly. "I'm perfectly fine!"

"It's just, you know, sometimes Mii-chan can be so mean... so..." she mumbled.

Sometimes? thought Keiichi. Now THERE'S a laugh.

"Hmmmm... I suppose so. Hey, there she is now," he said as he pointed off in the distance.

Mion waved to them from the windmill. "Heya guys! Kei-chan, you ready for today?"

"Yeah, yeah," he mumbled. "I'm ready. I'm always ready."

"That's good," she said. "Because today, you're going to LOSE today's club activities!"

Keiichi's heart jumped at her statement. "N-n-n-now hang on! Isn't that abusing your power just a little!?"

"Mii-chan!" said Rena, firmly. "At least let Keiichi-kun have a chance..."

"Y-yeah!" he said. "This is just unfair! You can't---"

"Enough!" shouted Mion, interrupting. "I've already decided. Besides, it's not like it's a huge change from normal, right?"

"Sh-shut up!" he said. "Fine! But just you remember, when I'm done with you, you'll wish you were dead! You hear me!? You'll wish you were DEAD!"

"Ahahahahahaha, I'm sure, I'm sure," she said as she patted him on the back some more. "But that's not today, unfortunately for you."

"Tch. Unfortunately," he said, turning his face away.

"Hauu..." said Rena softly.

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It was lunch time, and the club had gathered around their usual table, ready to eat. Or at least, everyone but Keiichi was ready to eat. His lunch sat in front of Mion, who smiled proudly at him. He grumbled and lay his head down in his arms on the surface of the table.

"Ch-cheer up, Keiichi-kun," said Rena. "It could be worse, couldn't it? Couldn't it?"

"Yeah, yeah I suppose so," he grumbled miserably.

Rika walked over to him and patted him on the head. "Pity pity, poor Keiichi."

"Thanks, Rika-chan," he said, head still hidden in his arms. "That means a lot to me."

"Nipah!" she smiled back at him. "Mii is being awfully mean."

Mion didn't reply, she was too busy stuffing her face with Keiichi's lunch.

"Oh-hohoho, it seems the peasant is getting a taste of his own medicine," giggled Satoko happily. "I was STARVING last week."

Yeah, shut up, little brat, he thought bitterly. You just ended up eating Rika-chan's lunch anyway!

Mion gulped down another bite of Keiichi's lunch and started to speak. "Kei-chan, give your mother my compliments. This is one terrific lunch."

"Shut up," he said.

"Oh yeah, Kei-chan, you still owe me by the way," she said.

"Owe?" asked Rena. "What does Keiichi-kun owe Mii-chan, I wonder? I wonder?"

"Shoot, I forgot," said Keiichi. "Money to replace something I broke at her house."

"Hah! Not only stinky, but a clumsy peasant too!" shouted Satoko.

Oh that does it, thought Keiichi angrily. He tore out his seat and started to chase after Satoko, who had already started running. Blinded by rage, he was unable to see the incoming trap Satoko had just led him right in to. He tripped over a jump rope tied between tables, and landed face first on a pad of ink.

"Gack! S-Satooookooooo! I'll get you for this!" he shouted angrily.

"Oh-hohoho! The smelly, clumsy peasant should just lie down where he is," said Satoko, as she jumped for joy. "Hey look! He's filthy now too! A smelly, clumsy, filthy peasant."

Why do I even hang around you guys? thought Keiichi sadly.

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Keiichi laid down his cards on the table.

"Look, I lose again," he said with boredom in his voice.

"Wow, Keiichi-san," said Satoko, as she fanned herself with her own cards. "You're really bad at this today."

"Yeah, yeah I suppose I am," he said, rather melancholy. "Oh look, I'm in last place."

"Yup," said Mion. "That means you get today's punishment game, wahahahaha."

"What a surprise," he said, without a trace of emotion in his voice. "Oh well."

He stood and watched as the others finished playing, until only Mion was left.

"Amazing, Mii-chan," said Rena, amazed.

"Mii played perfectly today, nipah!" said Rika.

"Unlike Keiichi-san over here, oh-hohoho," laughed Satoko.

Shut up, I hate you all, thought Keiichi.

Mion coughed and stood up. "Well, as today's winner," she began. "I guess it should be only fair if I decided upon the punishment game."

Obviously, thought Keiichi. Just get on with it!

"As you all know, Kei-chan is working as my servant for all of this week," she said. "But he's missing a certain... something. And I figured out what it is!"

Oh no... he thought, getting worried. She's not---

"That's why for today's punishment game, we will take Keiichi to the Coach to determine a fitting outfit for him to wear. Eh? Eh?" she said as she nudged Keiichi in his ribs.

"Damnit Mion!" he shouted as he ran over to her. "As if being forced to do whatever you want, now you're making me wear one of his outfits? You're low, you know that, right?"

"Oh come on, Kei-chan," she said giggling. "It's all in the name of fun."

"Fun for you maybe," he said. "The villagers all think I'm some kind of weirdo, cause of all the costumes you make me wear all the time!"

"Just a consequence of your overconfidence, eh heh heh," she replied.

"Besides Keiichi," said Rika. "You ARE some kind of weirdo! Nipah!"

Hang on, thought Keiichi. What on earth makes you say that? What the hell kind of opinion do you guys have of me?

"Cheer up, Keiichi-kun," said Rena. "At least you'll look kyuute. So kyuute that... hauu! I want to take Maid Keiichi-kun hooooome!"

"Sorry Rena," said Mion. "We already decided Keiichi was my servant."

"But, but..." said Rena, sadly. "He'll be so kyuute..."

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"You know," said Keiichi. "I don't always feel comfortable around this guy. I mean, well, you know."

"Yeah," said Satoko. "Coach always tries to make me wear maid costumes, he scares me sometimes."

Keiichi shuffled his feet as they continued to wait for Irie, the Coach. They were in the village's local clinic, in the waiting room. They had called for him about fifteen minutes ago, and he was taking a while to show up. Keiichi and Satoko sat down on the benches provided, Mion was walking around, reading some comics, and Rena was trying to take Rika home over by a potted plant.

"Oi! Mion!" called out Keiichi. "What's the Coach doing that's taking so long?"

"I heard Shion came by a while ago," she replied. "They're doing that thing she comes by for every week."

"And what is that?" he asked.

"Sorry," said Mion, smiling. "Secret."

"She's not... with him!?" he said, shocked.

"Wahahahahahaha, no, nothing like that," she replied.

"Oh... phew, thank god," he said, calming down. "For a second I thought---"

"Thought what?" asked Satoko, barging into the middle of the conversation.

"Nothing, don't worry about it," said Keiichi.

Satoko grumbled, and lay back down in her seat. Keiichi yawned, and closed his eyes. Rika squeaked as Rena grabbed her and started to drag her out of the clinic, but Keiichi paid no mind as he started to doze off. Mion stopped pacing, and looked up at him, an evil smiling dragging itself across her face. She walked over and nudged Satoko, pointing at Keiichi. An equally evil smile appeared upon her face as well.

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"Oi! Slave! Wake up!" came a voice. Keiichi slowly opened his eyes to see Mion inches away from his face. He yawned, and scratched at one of his eyes.

"Coach here yet?" he asked, groggily.

"Yeah, come on!" she said, as she started to walk over to the front desk, where, sure enough, Irie was standing.

"Huh? Maebara-san?" Irie said, questioningly. "What is that on your fa---"

Mion gave him a glare, and Irie stopped speaking immediately.

"Hmmm? What is it?" asked Keiichi.

Irie shook his head. "Never mind, nothing. Now, what is it you came here for?"

"Yeah Kei-chan," said Mion teasingly. "Tell him."

Keiichi turned round and made a fist. "Damnit Mion! I'm not going to say it!"

"But you have to," she said, sticking her tongue out. "You have to do whatever I say, remember?"

Keiichi tightened his fists, then relaxed. "Coach," he said, turning round. "I need to uh, borrow one of your maid outfits. For a punishment game."

Irie's face lit up immediately, and Keiichi regretted saying anything. Suddenly, Irie grabbed him by the arm.

"Right this way, Maebara-saaaaaaaan," he said, dreamily, dragging Keiichi off elsewhere.

"Noooo! Noooooooo! NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" shouted Keiichi in despair, as he disappeared to parts unknown.

Mion grabbed her stomach and started laughing at him. "Have fun, Kei-chan!"

"DAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAMN YOOOOOOOOOOU MIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIOOOOOOOOOOOOON!"

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"Miiiiiiii! Help me Satoko!" Rika shouted, struggling to get free.

"HAUU! Rika-chan is mine to take home now, mine mine!" said Rena, as she held Rika over her shadow. "Satoko-chan can't have her, Rika-chan is mine! Hauu!"

Satoko was running as fast as she could, arms outstretched. "Rena-san! Put Rika down! Kidnapping's a crime!"

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"Where did everyone else go anyway?" asked Keiichi.

"Rena ran outside with Rika-chan in hand," said Mion. "Then Satoko followed them."

"Well, at least it means they won't see me like this," said Keiichi, as he looked down at the embarrassing outfit he was wearing now.

"Ahahahahaha, that's too bad," said Mion, laughing at his predicament. "I would have loved to see Rena try to take you home. Not that I'd let her, but still."

Keiichi tutted in response. Goddamnit I hate you so much sometimes, Mion, he thought to himself. My revenge is going to be long and cruel; you can count on that, little miss club president. LONG, and CRUEL!

"I take it you're forcing me to go over to your house again today," he said, matter of factly. "I already told my parents I would be home late again today. And the day after. And the day after that. You get the picture."

"Yep, I certainly do!" Mion said. "We're going to be spending a lot of time together, you and me. Let's just hope you can keep up with this old man's orders, bweheheheh."

Let's hope you don't find a dagger in your back tonight, Keiichi thought in response. One laced with poison. The deadliest poison on the earth.

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Keiichi sighed as he found himself dusting Mion's house from head to toe. He had been at this for about an hour now, and he didn't think he was anywhere close to being done. And if that wasn't bad enough, Mion was standing over his shoulder, barking orders at him. 'You missed a spot!' 'Dust faster!' 'Work harder!' It was getting rather tiring.

"Say Mion," he said, panting heavily. "Why don't we... why don't we take a breath... I'm tired."

"Unacceptable!" she shouted as she pushed him over.

Keiichi tumbled headfirst into a drawer. "H-hey!" he shouted as he got back up, rubbing his head. "You can't do that!"

"I'm your master," she said with a smirk. "I can do anything."

"Don't you think you're taking this a little far," he said, clenching his teeth. "You can't work me like this! There have to be laws or something."

"No laws I ever heard of," she said as she stuck a finger in her ear. "You must be dreaming again."

"Still though," he said. "I'm taking a break; I don't care what you say."

"Tch, fine, Kei-chan," she said. "But keep in mind I'm going to work you EXTRA-hard later to make up for all the work you're not doing now!"

"Fine fine, I'll keep it in mind. Geez," he said. "I need to cool down; you got any comics I can read?"

"Yeah, yeah, follow me," she said, waving him on.

Keiichi stretched, dusted off his skirt, and followed Mion into one of the rooms he hadn't been in yet.

Oh geez, he thought as he saw the state of the place. This place is a mess. Of course this has to be Mion's room. Man, how can she live in such a dump?

Mion was digging through a pile of junk on the floor until she came upon a small pile of comics.

"Here you go," she said as she tossed them to him. "Enjoy."

Keiichi caught them, and flipped through the pile, seeing what there was to read.

Funny, he thought. This is exactly what I'd imagine she would be reading. What the hell, is this one porn? Man, maybe NOT exactly. I think I'll go for this one.

"Hey," he said as he waved his choice over his head. "Is there I place I can uh---"

"Sit on the bed," she said, still digging through the junk on her floor. "Plenty of room there."

Keiichi shrugged, made his way through all the crap on her floor, and sat down on her bed, which was rather difficult to do with the poofy dress Irie made him wear. He opened the comic and started to read, passing the time. After a while, Mion picked out something too and joined him on the bed.

"This is a good one," he said, not tearing his eyes away from the book. "Haven't read it before."

"Yeah, that's one of my favourites," she replied. "Tch, I wish I was reading that one instead of this junk. Actually, you're my slave, give it to me."

"Damnit Mion!" he said angrily. Ticked off, he traded comics with her, coming up with... something.

"What the hell is this?" he asked. "This is just--- what the hell?"

"I know," she said. "I thought it was funny."

Keiichi put the comic down and stared up at the ceiling, getting bored again. Yawning, he took a look around her room, before his eyes settled upon something on her bed.

Isn't that... he thought, looking closer. Isn't that the doll I gave Mion a while back? After the club activity at that store? She keeps it on her bed, huh?

Mion looked up from her comic, and yawned. Looking over at him, she realised Keiichi was staring intensely at something. She followed his gaze--- and her face turned a deep red.

"Ah... aaaaaah---" was all she managed to get out. Keiichi looked back over at her. She gulped.