I settle into my room, having arrived in the huge mansion at 6:30 AM. Putting my clothes in the drawers, I notice something in my closet. The brand new butler uniform with a plastic cover and gloves on the bed and they were nice and soft, smells of clean laundry and lavender. Taking them out of their plastic cover, I go to change into my uniform and I decide to leave my luggage on my bed while I enter the bathroom. While changing I hear a slight creak on the floor but I dismiss it quickly considering that I don't want to go out naked. I quickly change into it and look in the mirror. Looking very classy with the suit, I feel ready to face my new job…and Len. I leave the bathroom when I notice something missing.

My luggage.

I know I left it on the bed yet I find myself looking everywhere. All the corners of my room have been searched yet I couldn't find it anywhere. I go outside my room, speed walking, making sure not to run considering I don't want to disturb anyone. Quickly I pass by a huge window and then my head clicks to an image outside of it. I take a double take at the window and my eyes grow wide as I see my luggage glistening in the courtyard fountain. Floating, like its own independent island, is every piece of clothing I own. I suddenly think of the photo I had put there and run no matter what I think is right or wrong. I sprint to the courtyard hoping the picture I put there is ok. Out in the courtyard, I pick up each article of clothing and tirelessly look for the picture. I look to my right and find it there in the edge of the fountain, upside down and with only a wet corner. I take the picture in my hand and joy overwhelms me. I hug the picture to my chest and rub the picture with my fingers.

I suddenly look at the mansion and in a window I see Len looking down at me. From his face, I could tell it was him who did this. It was basically written all over his angry deadpan face. What surprises me is that he doesn't even look like he's happy at all at his little victory.

I know realize what dangers I might get into with Len. This job and the money I earn are at stake and also my true identity. I could never let that happen, NEVER.

….

Len's P.V

I have no idea why my parents keep on existing on hiring butlers. They know how I feel about them and they have done to me. It is like they don't even care about what I feel. Nothing that I do to my butlers affects my parents at all. They just keep pushing them on me. I've despised them my entire life and that doesn't seem to factor into their decision to get a butler. I will never stop hating them and I will die hating them.

Just recently my parents decided to hire another butler after I made the last one quit when I "accidently" put his bed upside down….while he was in it. That butler, Mikuo, is weirdly different from the others. He has teal hair and teal eyes to match and seems to be about the same age as me. Although he is shorter and not as well built but actually seems to be more...feminine. I also seem to notice that he looks at me with only one expression, no matter what the situation it was always worry. No resentment, anger or frustration, just worry. Even the first time I saw him he looked with eyes that wandered everywhere with a darted look. Having worries in his head that I don't understand. Mikuo has never looked happy, not even when he smiles at my parents or the maids. His eyes would never leave that worry that was plastered on his face.

The first day he came, I decided to "welcome" him by giving a taste of what is to come, like I usually do. I never do the same thing once so that it won't be expected by anyone. This time I decided to utilize the only thing he brought with him, his luggage. I wait in my room to see the reaction on his face when he noticed I dumped his luggage in the fountain. Suddenly I see him dash to the fountain and rummage through the clothes. He doesn't even bother to pick up the clothes delicately but instead throws it wildly on the floor. Mikuo seems to catch his eye on something that is on the edge of the fountain and it shocks me when I see him smiling with such intensity that it seemed unreal. His smile was genuine and he lost all worry that was on his face. What was on that piece of paper that made him so happy? Why do I feel the need to know what caused that beautiful smile to form on his face? I shake of my amazement and look at him once more. Anger takes over me at the sight of his happiness but for some reason my heart skips a beat at the sight of the smile.

Then, seconds later, his eyes meet mine and his face changes from that of happiness to what it was before, worry. That face is getting to me but soon I will be rid of it. There is no way I will gain any interest with a butler. I will get rid of Mikuo Hatsune and I will never give up, NEVER.

…

Miku's P.V

I walk into the house with my soaking wet luggage in my right hand and my clothes on my left arm. I look around seeing if anyone was there, not wanting to bring attention to myself when I hear a sudden gasp emanating from the top of the huge stairs.

"Mikuo! What happened?!"

"Well-"

I didn't even get to finish my sentence when Gumi runs down the stairs and rushes to my aid. She grabs my clothes and wraps her arm around mine and robotically runs to somewhere I am not aware of. As though she has done this before, she guided me through to wide halls until we reach the laundry room. Gumi places me at a corner and puts all of the clothes in the washing machine. She then hangs up my small luggage bag to dry and looks at me knowingly.

"It was Len, right."

I nod.

"I knew it! Please don't be upset with him! Please, don't leave! Sir Gakupo and Miss Luka are putting all their hopes in you! Please!"

She puts her hands in prayer formation as though praying to the heavens that I won't be upset.

"I'm not upset."

Gumi still looks like she is pleading and continues what she was saying.

"Len is a nice kid if you get to know him and- Wait! Did you just say you weren't upset?"

I nod again.

She looks appalled at me and I have a feeling she is used to another reaction. Gumi feels like she doesn't know what to do and still looks confused.

"Why?"

"I'm a person who would get upset over trivial things. I usually have other things to think about."

"Oh."

"Could you answer me this question with all honesty?"

I couldn't stop my curiosity from taking over me and I need to know the answer to this question. It is crucial to my survival in this house. Gumi looks at me confused one more time.

"Sure, what is it?"

"Why does Len hate butlers?"

Gumi's eyes changes her gaze from my face to the floor as she shuffles her feet.

"I don't know."

"Don't lie to me."

"I'm not lying! I came here later on AFTER Len gained his hatred. No one ever speaks about it with any one. They are afraid to bring back old times."

She sadly looks at the floor and makes circles on the floor with her foot. I sigh and find no hope in knowing what the factor that is ruining my job employment is. I look at Gumi, who seems upset. I know that she is lying to me but I don't want to force her to tell me. Soon enough the truth will come out, somehow. I place my hand on her shoulder.

"It's ok you don't have to tell me. There is no need to be upset."

I smile reassuringly at her and she gazes at me shockingly. I could tell she was trying to hide the fact that she knew but she failed, miserably. She smiles back at me.

"Thank you."

I look at the clock and see it is 7:00 AM, the time for Len's breakfast to be brought up to his room. I brace myself and start walking out the door.

"I will see you later Gumi I have to bring breakfast up to Sir Len."

"Good Luck"

I smile.

"Thank you, I'll need it."

It feels so refreshing getting this chapter out of my system 8D I have been waiting to post this chapter for some time now.

Me: GOOD JOB GUYS! *thumbs up*

Len: No prob.

Miku: HOW DARE YOU CUT MY HAIR! *touches hair sadly*

Me: Not this again! Didn't I explain to you what you would be doing in this story! You signed a contract and actually you cut your hair. Don't you remember chapter 1!

Miku: *cries* I know but you made me do it!

Len: Hey look on the bright side; at least you won't look like a dork in those huge ponytails.

Miku: HOW DARE YOU, YOU DWEEB! And you're not one to talk, MR. BANANA FOR HAIR!*pointing at his bangs*

Len: You didn't dare just say that?! *glares angrily*

Miku: *smirks* I. just. did.

*loud bickering*

Me: Not again! STOP IT WITH YOUR LOVERS QUAREL!

Len and Miku: WE ARE NOT LOVERS! *glares at each other again*

*loud bickering again*

Me: *facepalm*