Legend of the Mansion

CHAPTER 4: The King of Assholes

Kaoru groaned softly before muttering, "Holy shit, my head…"

The tomboy rubbed her head with one of her hands, and as soon as she opened her eyes, she realized one thing: darkness. She could feel somewhat dumbfounded by this, but at once, she blinked a few times, adjusting her eyes to the darkness.

Nothing.

Kaoru frowned. "The fuck?" Just as soon as she tried to sit up, she banged her head against what seemed to be the ceiling. "OW! Fuck! The hell's going on here?!" The tomboy could hear chuckling from the other side.

Again, as she heard the laughter, her expression read, "What the fuck?" Apparently, it came from in front of her. Immediately, she contemplated pushing whatever was in front of her open.

But then she decided kicking it open instead.

Light poured through, and the first thing she laid her eyes on was a male.

He wore a long-sleeved dark green v-neck shirt, with what seemed to be another layer of a lighter shade of green underneath. The top of the light green shirt's collar popped out, emphasizing the male's neck, adam's apple, and collarbone. He wore black slacks and white tennis shoes, but what Kaoru found really interesting was the fact that the male had dark green eyes and black hair.

The only people she knew to have green eyes were people in her family, and even then, black hair was rare to see. The majority of her family had green hair to match with their eyes. Kaoru was the odd one of the family, since her hair was black.

But, this male…

His hair was even similar to hers, except whereas hers was just messy, his was entirely spiky. So spiky that it looked like it could pierce someone's hand, and she wondered if it was actually gelled. When she narrowed her eyes, she was surprised to find that there was no hint of possible gel used.

Naturally spiky hair? And black hair to boot?

And his skin was pale. Paler than hers, in fact.

Kaoru frowned slightly. This guy's appearance practically screamed what Momoko and Miyako considered as an attractive "bad boy." If anything, this guy was just another pretty boy to Kaoru…

Her eyes suddenly widened. Momoko and Miyako! They're nowhere!

She stepped out of the closet she was apparently in and took out her cell phone. A frown appeared on her face. No signal. Not good at all. The tomboy quickly held up her phone, but even then, that didn't change.

"It's pointless."

Kaoru looked at the male, who was narrowing his eyes at her, and she frowned. The tomboy didn't bother to reply before she coolly looked away and continued to check if there was a signal.

"God, why you?" the male groaned.

Kaoru raised an eyebrow at this. She heard him then grumble a few words under his breath, but she didn't bother to catch any of them. The tomboy was too preoccupied with going through her phone. No signal. No messages. No calls. Nothing. She frowned and muttered, "Shit."

"I told you it was pointless, didn't I?"

She glared at the male. "The hell you mean by that?"

"I meant what I meant," he replied dryly as he rolled his eyes. "There's no fucking signal in this damn place." He kicked a piece of plywood to the side as he began to pace around the room, grumbling incoherent words to himself.

Kaoru frowned. No signal meant…no contacting the others. Kaoru scowled before yelling, "SHIT!"

"Hey, you mind shutting the hell up?" the male snapped at her.

"What—"

Before she knew it, her mouth was completely covered by one of his hands. Just as soon as she glared at him, he hissed softly at her, "Look, I just got chased into this freaking room, so unless you want—"

Groan.

"Shit!"

A muffled cry came from Kaoru's mouth. Just what the hell was going on?! Before she knew it, he shoved her inside the closet, and before she could yell, he quickly jumped into the closet with her and closed its doors, leaving only a small crack open to have light seep through.

"If you value your damn life, then shut the fuck up," he whispered harshly.

Kaoru glared back, and she whispered, "Just what the hell is going on?"

He shushed her just before the creaking sound of the door opening was heard.

Slush. Slush.

Grooooooooan.

Kaoru felt goosebumps on her skin. Just what the hell was outside the closet door? It was then she realized another thing. The male was actually pretty close to her—as in, he was up in her freaking personal space, especially because the closet was tiny as fuck. If anything, it looked like he was pinning her against the damn wall!

Kaoru couldn't even continue her angry thoughts because just then, the groaning and slushing got louder.

Kaoru held her breath.

Just what exactly was outside the fucking door?!

As she waited for the possible end to come, the slush and groans went off into the distance as the sound of the door closing was heard. The tomboy finally let out her breath before she analyzed the situation…again.

He was still on top of her, and quite frankly, she was getting peeved.

She glared at him as he stared back at her, but she did find it curious that he was looking at her with a confused expression. She shrugged it off, though, before whispering, "Hey, get off, fucker."

He quickly narrowed his eyes back at her. "Spice."

Kaoru raised an eyebrow. Spice? What the hell was he talking about?

"Are you wearing some sort of cologne?"

Cologne? What? Kaoru blinked a few times. Wait a minute… She stared at him back with a frown before answering, "I don't do that perfume shit, if that's what you're asking."

The male frowned. "You're not one of those feminine guys, are you?"

"The fuck? No!"

"Then why the hell did you say perfume? I said cologne."

Kaoru stared at him before he did his best to leave the closet without tripping. As soon as she left the closet, she looked around the room to figure out her surroundings again.

Shit, why didn't she notice this sooner? She wasn't in the living room! She looked like she was in some…some…abandoned house! The fuck?! The green wooden flooring had cracks in most part of the room, and the yellow paint was peeling off the walls, revealing an ugly shade of brown underneath. The only other furniture in the room besides the closet was a small bookcase, a chair, and a large dark green carpet that was spread across the floor.

Just where in the world was she?

"What kind of a guy mixes up perfume with cologne?" Kaoru heard the male grumble. "The fuck?"

The tomboy resisted the urge to sigh. Of course. She should've figured. He's mistaken her for a male. Kaoru then frowned, inwardly shrugging it off. It honestly wasn't a big deal, since a lot of people mistook her for a dude at first. The reactions she always got when people found out she was actually a female were always hilarious, so there was at least one bright side to it.

Kaoru glanced around the room once more before muttering out loud, "Where the fuck am I?"

"A room. Duh."

Kaoru glared at the male. "Fuck off. I wasn't asking you."

"Hey, you asked that question yourself, jackass," he replied dryly.

"And I said I wasn't asking you."

The male stared at Kaoru for some time until he finally asked, "How'd you get here?"

Kaoru shrugged.

He frowned. "The fuck you mean by that?"

Kaoru narrowed her eyes. "I don't need to explain myself to you."

"If you fucking knew where you were, you wouldn't have raised your voice so damn easily like earlier." He paused. "How long have you been here?"

Again, Kaoru shrugged.

"You came here with anyone?"

Kaoru narrowed her eyes even more at him. "You're asking a lot of fucking questions."

"I'm only asking because I'm separated from my brothers," he replied.

Kaoru blinked a few times. This surprised her. "Brothers?"

"Yeah. We're triplets."

Shit. Triplets? Christ.

"Identical?" she asked.

"Fraternal." He paused before adding, "Look who's asking a shitload of questions now."

Kaoru frowned as she decided to ignore that comment. "So, you came here with them."

"Obviously. Didn't I just say so, Sherlock?"

Kaoru frowned even more. Okay, now, she felt like punching him.

"And you?"

That threw her off. She blinked a few times. "What?"

"Who did you come here with?" He paused. "Actually, why'd you bother coming to this place, anyway?"

"Last time I checked, I was in the fucking living room," Kaoru replied before she narrowed her eyes at him. "Wait, are you why—"

"Hey, hey, hey, calm the fuck down," he replied as he raised his hands up lazily in defense. "I got nothing to do with how you came here. All I fucking know is that I was being chased by that stupid monster, so I ran into this room. Then I heard you."

Kaoru continued glaring at him. "And I heard you laughing."

"Well, duh. You hit your fucking head, didn't you?" He grinned before snickering. "Fuck, you must be stupid or something."

"For the record, I have no idea how I ended up in there, asshole," Kaoru growled.

"Yeah, yeah, I don't really give a damn," the male replied. He paused. "Oh, yeah, you didn't tell me who you came here with."

Kaoru narrowed her eyes. "Why?"

"I was just asking," the male replied before frowning. "A guy can't ask?"

Kaoru stared at him as he stared back. After a few seconds, she sighed in defeat. "Yeah. Two friends of mine."

"Close friends?"

"Yeah. Best friends since we were kids."

"Oh, so childhood friends."

"I guess, if you wanna put it that way."

"Are they both girls?" the male asked, and Kaoru couldn't help but glare at him when she saw a grin appear on his face. "I figured as much. I bet you're probably pimping with the both of them. How are the threesomes—"

"I don't do that kind of shit," Kaoru interrupted as she narrowed her eyes.

The male snickered, but he calmed down when he saw that Kaoru was actually serious. "You're shitting me."

"No, I'm not."

"Well, fuck. They're both cute, aren't they?"

Kaoru shrugged. "One of them is popular with all of the guys at school, and a lot of guys—and girls—consider her as the 'perfect woman.' The other one is cute, I guess, but not many guys are…attracted to her in that way."

"And you never once fucked them?"

Kaoru narrowed her eyes at him. "No. I don't plan on losing my virginity."

"At all?"

Kaoru nodded her head.

"Well, shit, you really are missing out. I'm even willing to bet that both of your friends are nice pieces of—"

"Keep your damn dick in your fucking pants, will you?" Kaoru deadpanned at him.

"Why would I have it out now?" the male replied as he sneered. He then frowned. "No girl in sight, after all."

Kaoru inwardly groaned. Great. She was stuck with one of those guys. Seriously?

"Describe them to me."

"Fuck no."

"Hey, you said yourself that they're cute, right? Then, maybe when we get out of here—"

"Just shut up and tell me where I am, you fucker," Kaoru interrupted. This guy was seriously getting on her nerves. She wasn't the type to reveal her gender as a female so quickly and easily—simply because she only did it when necessary—but now, she could see that telling him that she was actually a girl was definitely not a good idea.

Last thing she needed was a guy after her own "piece of ass."

"Sheesh. You're not one of those uptight dudes, are you? 'Cause you sure don't look like it."

Kaoru glared at him.

He stared back. "Still can't believe that you haven't tried tapping their asses yet."

Kaoru let out an exasperated groan. Fucking hell. This guy… "Just tell me where we fucking are."

"In a room."

"Yeah, no shit, Sherlock. I meant where we are in general."

He shrugged. "All I know is that we're in one of the three places of this mansion."

Kaoru blinked. "Three?"

He nodded. "I actually checked out most of this place already. My brothers aren't anywhere near here, so I'm guessing they're in one of the other two places. Maybe they're separated from each other as well. I don't fucking know." He shrugged and paused. "I can't leave this place either. Tried a few times, but it failed. Fucking monster keeps patrolling the damn halls, too."

Kaoru stared at him, watching for any signs of hesitation whatsoever.

Nothing.

She stared at him some more.

"What?" he asked.

"You're serious about there being three places?"

He nodded.

She still watched him for any sort of hesitation or any hint of some lie, but nothing. "And we're in one of them."

"That's what I said, didn't I?"

"And you're not shitting me?"

"Cross my heart, and hope to die," he replied before grinning and making an "X" over the left side of his chest.

Kaoru stared at him some more before she sighed. "Shit. You sure you've tried everything?"

"Well, I don't know how long I've been here. All I know is that I searched this place high and low for any hints of leaving, and so far, I haven't found any."

Kaoru frowned. "Then let's get going."

"Hey, hey, hey, no need to rush."

Kaoru glared at him. "I need to go find—"

"Yeah, your friends, and I need to go find my brothers, but I told you already, didn't I?"

Kaoru raised an eyebrow.

"The monster?" the male deadpanned.

"There's no such thing as monsters," Kaoru replied as she rolled her eyes.

He raised an eyebrow at her. "Oh?"

"Yeah."

He stared at her, and before she knew it, he was directly in front of her. The fuck? Was he seriously this fast? If so, then it's no wonder he was able to outrun that so-called "monster."

He frowned once more, and she heard him mutter, "Spice."

Kaoru frowned as well. "I told you that I don't do perfume."

"You mean cologne."

"Whatever. They're both the same thing."

"Except that one's specifically for males and the other's specifically for females."

"Does it look like I give a fuck?" Kaoru retorted as she narrowed her eyes.

"Well, considering how you seemed pretty scared in the closet, yeah, I'm saying you do give a fuck."

Kaoru scoffed.

He grinned slightly. "You're such a fucking pussy."

Kaoru glared at him. "You little—"

"Still don't believe me about monsters?" He leaned in, emphasizing just how taller he was than Kaoru. "You'll see soon enough."

"All of that shit is fiction."

"And all of that fiction shit starts somewhere, doesn't it?"

Kaoru groaned as she finally backed away from him. "Forget this." She headed towards the doorway, and she reached for the doorknob.

Slush. Slush.

Grooooooooan.

She immediately stopped in her actions.

"See what I mean?" she heard him whisper in his ear.

She jumped slightly and had her back against the wall before glaring at him.

"If you leave this room, then that thing's gonna get you, and I'm not gonna go save your ass."

"Don't need you to. I can handle whatever's out there myself," Kaoru growled.

"Really? Seems more like you're actually scared."

"Am not."

He chuckled softly before whispering, "The fear's screaming in your fucking eyes. It's showing how much of a pussy you are."

Kaoru glared at him. There's no such thing as monsters, but those sounds… She refused to believe it. No. She didn't believe it, period.

He sneered before mocking, "So, Mr. Pussy, what's your name?"

Her glare grew at the nickname he gave her. "Kaoru. Matsubara Kaoru. And you, Mr. Fucker?"

The male smirked at her attempt of a nickname for him, and he replied back, "Name's Butch."