As dinner time was slowly and painfully reaching its end, Kagome was
telling her family her about her trip to Kyoto and the interview with
Kaede. Her mother was really too excited to even bother and noticed that
Kagome has now told the same story three times already. But poor grandpa
and Souta were already lazy-eyed and flooded with boredom. The poor
mourners were in the verge of falling asleep, for Kami's sake...
"Oh! You want to see the uniform they gave me? Here." She took out the box and gave it to her mother. Her mother's eyes were as wide as full moons as she took out the skirt and looked at it with sudden concern.
"Kagome, dear? Don't you think this skirt is a little...small?" her mother asked as she rubbed the fabric with her fingers. Kagome blinked confusedly at her mother as she stood up with plates in hand.
"What do you mean?" she asked she walked to their kitchen and came back. Her mother leaned back on her chair and looked at Kagome's standing figure from head to toe. She eyed the skirt and shook her head then.
"Your behind's too big to fit in this, dear. Can't you change it?" she asked. Kagome gasped with surprise as she heard the question slip out of her mother's lips.
"Too big...?"Kagome growled. Her mother chortled out loud with laughter.
"It was supposed to be a compliment," she reassured smiling.
"Yeah, right. My butt's perfectly fine, thank you!" she said conceitedly as she crossed her arms and sat down in her chair.
"Why don't you try it on, sis?" Souta offered generously, "then we'll see who's right." Kagome smirked at her brother. Little goofball...
"Sure, why not? Let's have a look-see, then."
~*~*~*~*~
"Oh my Kami!" exclaimed Mrs. Higurashi as she looked at her daughter in the opaque-colored uniform.
"What? What is it? Do I look bad?" Kagome asked as she came out of her room. She walked to the mirror and looked at herself; and to be honest, at first, Kagome couldn't recognize herself. She actually looked pretty good. She didn't have any riffles in her skirt so she didn't look like a human umbrella, thank the Lords.
"I like it! In fact, you look older!" Grandpa smiled at her. Souta snickered a couple of times and then said:
"Yeah, you look more mature, too," Souta jeered. Kagome stuck out her tongue at her pesky younger sibling. The little monster responded to her in the same way. But all that was interrupted by her mother (yet again) as she gasped.
"Look, Kagome! Your boobs have grown!" her mother smiled as she looked at her daughter in the mirror, "either that or that chemise is too small for you. Oh, wait. Let me get the measuring tape really quick."
"Ah! Mama, don't! Ew!" Kagome exclaimed while her cheeks blushed immensely and stood covering her chest with embarrassment. But sooner or later, her mother measured them (with help attributed by Grandpa and Souta as they held her arms at a straight angle).
"Aha! I knew it! They grew an inch!" her mother said dreamingly, "Oooh! My daughter's growing up!" After such a statement, she embraced her daughter with an immense pride. But Kagome rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Yea, mama. Thanks..." she mumbled, "can you let go of me now? It's really embarrassing..."
"Oh, don't worry hun!" her mother said as she let go of her, "We'll go garment shopping tomorrow. Don't worry..."
Kagome groaned as she collapsed in the couch and massaged her lower forehead thoughtfully.
"Mama, we really need to prescribe you some medication for those over-perky mood swings of yours..."
~*~*~*~*~
And to Kagome's bad luck, they did go shopping; they bought bras, underwear, and sometimes her mother even suggested
"Thongs?!" Kagome whispered disgustedly as her mother held the little strings of see-through fabric and even tiger-printed ones in between her fingers.
"Why not? I heard they're not that bad," her mother smiled innocently.
"Yea, probably from some like that flirty girl from upstairs," Kagome scoffed, "you're so weird..." Kagome's mother laughed at her daughter's comment and kissed her in the head.
"I was only joking," she stated, "but if I do ever catch you wearing them, I will ground you for life, young lady."
"Yes, mama..." Kagome rolled her eyes.
In their last week together, all they ended up doing was practicing, practicing, and more practicing. Kagome hung out with her friends and told them about her new job. Most of them said good luck with smirks in their faces but some were actually jealous that she was working for someone so rich. But it was only for two months; so it wasn't that bad, right?
But then June 17th finally arrived in the calendar, and Kagome and her family said their final farewells and waved her goodbye as she left on the road to Kyoto. She had so many things to worry about.
Did she leave anything?
Did she forget to do something before time?
Were her mister and mistress nice?
Were they going to torture her?
Kagome was so deep in thought that she didn't notice sleep was overtaking her. Her eyelids closed slowly, and she felt into a place of slumber.
~*~*~*~*~
She changed into her work clothes and arrived right on time. She walked into the room and was greeted by a group of other maids. They all looked at the newcomers with their behinds in their chairs.
"Hey! Another one!" a young man exclaimed and they all hollered with joy as they all guided her to a seat. Kagome was surprised at first, but slowly she began to feel part of the group and settled in quite nicely.
"Okay, everyone! Silence in the room!"
They all immediately stopped twittering They hushed up with blank stares in their faces. Kagome emulated their actions.
"I'm taking attendance to make sure that you're all here. I'm calling you by your first name, all right? Good. We'll start, then."
~*~*~*~*~
Eventually they were inside this limousine all ready to go and buckled up.
They passed by the metropolitan streets of Kyoto with that utterly non- existent amount of excitement. The poor guys (and girls) were sitting down quietly in the back, not a single word or even a whisper escaping from their lips.
From Kagome's eyes it seemed as if this is what was expected of a live-in. Kagome's thoughts roamed around some more as she wondered ever so deeply if her mister and mistress were going to be that challenging and demanding.
As she leaned on towards the window, the buildings flew by her sight. The busy-like atmosphere dilated slowly as she started seeing massive hills of grass, broadening for acres and acres nonstop. She looked on towards the road and everyone else seemed to become less lively by the time Kagome sighed.
"Well everyone. Here were are! Before I let you out of this limo, I want to firstly tell you some facts. You master is Mr. Inutaisho, and that is the only way you are going to address him as. He is internationally known for owning the most-preserved acres of grass in the entire country of Japan. He is also the president of the Kumiyarusho, Inc."
"He is a very good master as well as his wife Lady Kumiko. But I must tell you something, especially to those of you lechers amongst the group," he said. Two boys quietly nodded with a sly smile of his face. The other guys snickered openly.
"Silence!" he interrupted, "anyways. The 5 rules of the mansion are plain and simple: Don't speak. Don't disobey. Don't disrespect. Don't lie. Don't procrastinate."
"If any person in the mansion, including you all, witnesses any kind of physical contact with any of Mr. Inutaisho's children, you are obligated to come and tell me immediately. This is exactly like baseball; one, two, three strikes and you are out! There will be dire consequences if you violate any of these laws..."
After nodding yes to the driver, they all climbed out of the car and watched it enter the garage on their left.
"Well, let's go, y'all!" sighed one of the male servants. The others shrugged with complaint but did so anyway.
Once they reach the door that lied on the pinnacle of a large hill, they all caught their breath and looked at each other, wondering who should be the one to knock. Kagome volunteered.
The whole group stared at each other even more bewildered than before as they sighed and gulped down their fears.
"This is it, guys," Kagome grinned. Everyone smiled and nodded back, as Kagome knuckled her hand and knocked the door thrice.
"Oh! You want to see the uniform they gave me? Here." She took out the box and gave it to her mother. Her mother's eyes were as wide as full moons as she took out the skirt and looked at it with sudden concern.
"Kagome, dear? Don't you think this skirt is a little...small?" her mother asked as she rubbed the fabric with her fingers. Kagome blinked confusedly at her mother as she stood up with plates in hand.
"What do you mean?" she asked she walked to their kitchen and came back. Her mother leaned back on her chair and looked at Kagome's standing figure from head to toe. She eyed the skirt and shook her head then.
"Your behind's too big to fit in this, dear. Can't you change it?" she asked. Kagome gasped with surprise as she heard the question slip out of her mother's lips.
"Too big...?"Kagome growled. Her mother chortled out loud with laughter.
"It was supposed to be a compliment," she reassured smiling.
"Yeah, right. My butt's perfectly fine, thank you!" she said conceitedly as she crossed her arms and sat down in her chair.
"Why don't you try it on, sis?" Souta offered generously, "then we'll see who's right." Kagome smirked at her brother. Little goofball...
"Sure, why not? Let's have a look-see, then."
~*~*~*~*~
"Oh my Kami!" exclaimed Mrs. Higurashi as she looked at her daughter in the opaque-colored uniform.
"What? What is it? Do I look bad?" Kagome asked as she came out of her room. She walked to the mirror and looked at herself; and to be honest, at first, Kagome couldn't recognize herself. She actually looked pretty good. She didn't have any riffles in her skirt so she didn't look like a human umbrella, thank the Lords.
"I like it! In fact, you look older!" Grandpa smiled at her. Souta snickered a couple of times and then said:
"Yeah, you look more mature, too," Souta jeered. Kagome stuck out her tongue at her pesky younger sibling. The little monster responded to her in the same way. But all that was interrupted by her mother (yet again) as she gasped.
"Look, Kagome! Your boobs have grown!" her mother smiled as she looked at her daughter in the mirror, "either that or that chemise is too small for you. Oh, wait. Let me get the measuring tape really quick."
"Ah! Mama, don't! Ew!" Kagome exclaimed while her cheeks blushed immensely and stood covering her chest with embarrassment. But sooner or later, her mother measured them (with help attributed by Grandpa and Souta as they held her arms at a straight angle).
"Aha! I knew it! They grew an inch!" her mother said dreamingly, "Oooh! My daughter's growing up!" After such a statement, she embraced her daughter with an immense pride. But Kagome rolled her eyes and sighed.
"Yea, mama. Thanks..." she mumbled, "can you let go of me now? It's really embarrassing..."
"Oh, don't worry hun!" her mother said as she let go of her, "We'll go garment shopping tomorrow. Don't worry..."
Kagome groaned as she collapsed in the couch and massaged her lower forehead thoughtfully.
"Mama, we really need to prescribe you some medication for those over-perky mood swings of yours..."
~*~*~*~*~
And to Kagome's bad luck, they did go shopping; they bought bras, underwear, and sometimes her mother even suggested
"Thongs?!" Kagome whispered disgustedly as her mother held the little strings of see-through fabric and even tiger-printed ones in between her fingers.
"Why not? I heard they're not that bad," her mother smiled innocently.
"Yea, probably from some like that flirty girl from upstairs," Kagome scoffed, "you're so weird..." Kagome's mother laughed at her daughter's comment and kissed her in the head.
"I was only joking," she stated, "but if I do ever catch you wearing them, I will ground you for life, young lady."
"Yes, mama..." Kagome rolled her eyes.
In their last week together, all they ended up doing was practicing, practicing, and more practicing. Kagome hung out with her friends and told them about her new job. Most of them said good luck with smirks in their faces but some were actually jealous that she was working for someone so rich. But it was only for two months; so it wasn't that bad, right?
But then June 17th finally arrived in the calendar, and Kagome and her family said their final farewells and waved her goodbye as she left on the road to Kyoto. She had so many things to worry about.
Did she leave anything?
Did she forget to do something before time?
Were her mister and mistress nice?
Were they going to torture her?
Kagome was so deep in thought that she didn't notice sleep was overtaking her. Her eyelids closed slowly, and she felt into a place of slumber.
~*~*~*~*~
She changed into her work clothes and arrived right on time. She walked into the room and was greeted by a group of other maids. They all looked at the newcomers with their behinds in their chairs.
"Hey! Another one!" a young man exclaimed and they all hollered with joy as they all guided her to a seat. Kagome was surprised at first, but slowly she began to feel part of the group and settled in quite nicely.
"Okay, everyone! Silence in the room!"
They all immediately stopped twittering They hushed up with blank stares in their faces. Kagome emulated their actions.
"I'm taking attendance to make sure that you're all here. I'm calling you by your first name, all right? Good. We'll start, then."
~*~*~*~*~
Eventually they were inside this limousine all ready to go and buckled up.
They passed by the metropolitan streets of Kyoto with that utterly non- existent amount of excitement. The poor guys (and girls) were sitting down quietly in the back, not a single word or even a whisper escaping from their lips.
From Kagome's eyes it seemed as if this is what was expected of a live-in. Kagome's thoughts roamed around some more as she wondered ever so deeply if her mister and mistress were going to be that challenging and demanding.
As she leaned on towards the window, the buildings flew by her sight. The busy-like atmosphere dilated slowly as she started seeing massive hills of grass, broadening for acres and acres nonstop. She looked on towards the road and everyone else seemed to become less lively by the time Kagome sighed.
"Well everyone. Here were are! Before I let you out of this limo, I want to firstly tell you some facts. You master is Mr. Inutaisho, and that is the only way you are going to address him as. He is internationally known for owning the most-preserved acres of grass in the entire country of Japan. He is also the president of the Kumiyarusho, Inc."
"He is a very good master as well as his wife Lady Kumiko. But I must tell you something, especially to those of you lechers amongst the group," he said. Two boys quietly nodded with a sly smile of his face. The other guys snickered openly.
"Silence!" he interrupted, "anyways. The 5 rules of the mansion are plain and simple: Don't speak. Don't disobey. Don't disrespect. Don't lie. Don't procrastinate."
"If any person in the mansion, including you all, witnesses any kind of physical contact with any of Mr. Inutaisho's children, you are obligated to come and tell me immediately. This is exactly like baseball; one, two, three strikes and you are out! There will be dire consequences if you violate any of these laws..."
After nodding yes to the driver, they all climbed out of the car and watched it enter the garage on their left.
"Well, let's go, y'all!" sighed one of the male servants. The others shrugged with complaint but did so anyway.
Once they reach the door that lied on the pinnacle of a large hill, they all caught their breath and looked at each other, wondering who should be the one to knock. Kagome volunteered.
The whole group stared at each other even more bewildered than before as they sighed and gulped down their fears.
"This is it, guys," Kagome grinned. Everyone smiled and nodded back, as Kagome knuckled her hand and knocked the door thrice.