Disclaimer: Princesa Alisakura and I don't own SiH, but this is her story.

It felt like a dream to Masamune, but it wasn't. The other day all of his stuff was moved to the manor and he was officially sharing a room with Rika. They probably would had slept in separate rooms, but at this point, there was none. Sanada was very clear that she was against it, but he was staying anyway. Though, he must admit living at the manor and staying at the manor are two different things. The other day he decided to go exploring and had to go to the bathroom, but he pretty much got lost. Rika found it funny, but understandable so she pointed him the right direction. Sometimes a servant would pop out of nowhere like a ghost.

The manor was pretty easy to get lost if you didn't have a guide. The whole place might as well have a directory. To the gardens, entertainment room, library, kitchen, music room, dining room and so much more. Luckily thanks to Rika's tour he got the basics down.

He woke up to the sound of knocking at the door and a bed of only one. He wondered where Rika went when the door opened to reveal a butler in uniform.

"Excuse me, Saga-sama? The master was wondering what would you like for breakfast." He explained.

Masamune was surprised by the treatment. He was used to just fixing himself up in the morning. Apparently Hiroshi wanted him to feel more at home.

"Um, whatever the master is having is fine." He would have said 'Anything Rika is having', but he wasn't so sure if her cravings were normal.

"Very well." The butler bowed and left.

Masamune got up and went to the wardrobe that he was sharing with Rika. He changed into some suitable clothes and walked down stairs. He went to the dining room to see Hiroshi already eating breakfast and Rika reading a book. The food was already there much to his surprise.

'That was quick. Though there was probably already some left over.' He thought as he sat down in front of his food. From what he could see it was a very impressive omelet.

The second he sat down Rika got up with a scarf in hand. She went behind his chair and wrapped the scarf around him to the back of the chair.

"Hey!" She tied the scarf from his collarbone, leaving him room to use his arms, but if he wasn't careful, it could have strangled his throat.

"Um, is this a normal thing for rich people to do? Kidnap their guests with scarves?" He asked trying to move with no avail.

"Sorry, but in order to live and survive in the manor you must learn to eat with your back straight." Hiroshi explained as Masamune tried to move again. Rika found it a bit funny when he couldn't reach the salt no matter how far his arm stretched. "Once you learn, you'll be able to eat without it."

"We also need to work on his silver wear, dad." Rika pointed out.

"That's true. I'll get you a book to study on Saga-san." Hiroshi continued to eat.

"I have to learn about silver wear?" Masamune asked with an 'Are you serious?' face.

"I wouldn't really care what a person uses," Hiroshi said. "I spoon is a spoon, to me, but to Sanada, it's a different story. We don't exactly eat finger food here either."

"So, no sandwiches?"

"Only at parties, and those don't happen a lot here, as you noticed." Rika peeked over her book.

Hiroshi and Masamune continued to eat, until Masamune spoke up.

"Rika? Do you always read at the table?" He asked.

"Not really. I'm trying to pick a recipe that's easy to follow." She said.

"A recipe?"

"Mother cut me off from the servants, so I'm learning how to take care of myself now." She explained. Masamune was mad that her mother just cut her off over a mistake, even though he knew of the importance of taking care of one's self.

"Then why don't I help you? I could teach you how, you know?" He offered.

"Really? Thanks!" She said with a smile.

Rika waited patiently for Masamune to finish his breakfast. When he was, he was released from his scarf and the two headed for the kitchen while Hiroshi stayed put.

The kitchen was huge in Masamune's eyes. Four stoves, two large fridges, a large counter with stools, pots and pans hanging from the ceiling and a few chefs here and there.

Masamune was showing Rika how to make Pancakes. He and the head chef thought it would be easy, but they were wrong.

"Oh no! I added too much!" Rika panicked.

"Don't worry, just add a few more ingredients to help balance out the flavor." Masamune told her.

It turned out that teaching a pregnant teenager, who never touched a stove in her life, was harder than they thought. Her cravings affected the recipe, she over loaded the batter and there were a few things in there that just weren't right.

Though it got worse when she accidently the vinegar. The whole batter was a complete mess. Though Rika insisted that it could be saved and went for the baking powder. Masamune saw the package that Rika was about to pour.

"No wait! That's not Baking Power! It's Baking-," *pour* 'Soda…'

Hiroshi was enjoying the last of his coffee in peace, wondering how the kids were doing in the kitchen.

*BOOM!*

Hiroshi jumped out of his seat causing the coffee to stain the beautiful, white, table cloth. He got up and ran towards the direction of the sound which was the kitchen.

He got there just in time to see the door swing open. There standing was Masamune covered in batter, but it didn't really smell that good. He opened his mouth to ask what happened, but Masamune cut him off.

"Don't ask." Masamune walked off to change into some clean clothes.

Hiroshi got even more curious. He swung the door open to see a portion of the kitchen covered in the same batter, as well as the staff and Rika, who were unharmed. Just incredibly messy.

Hiroshi didn't say anything, but he, along with everyone else knew that things just got exciting in the manor. He didn't know if it was good or bad, but he for some reason, he couldn't help, but smile.