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My Fair Lady Is My Maid, chapter 4
By green-mermaid
"Don't forget to do my English home work. Ah, also, I have class duty today. But... it looks like I'll be lazy to do it, so do it for me, okay? And then,... today I also have classroom meeting. As the president of the class, you don't want me to disappoint our classmate, right? So, prepare the material before three p.m. After class, I want you to search in the internet about my Japanese Literature paper. Make sure you do it perfectly. I don't want my mark at that subject worse. After you've done what I've told you, you may go back to my grandfather's mansion. Katleen is away since she has to accompany grandpa to onsen (1). You haven't forgotten about it, have you? So, today's dinner I want Norway cuisine. After that,..."
"WAIT A MINUTE, you little master! What am I! The difference between a slave and a maid is quite big and don't you dare me to be your slave!" Tomoyo quickly snapped the navy boy before he could give order more and more. She was wondering how he could give so many orders at one time. He must have THOUGHT about the order last night!
Eriol paused and let the empty classroom had a peaceful time. He watched the young lady in front of him. With two braided raven haired on her shoulder, side to side to her ivory skin neck. For other guy might find it interesting since Tomoyo's face was already a beauty. But, for cold Eriol, since the girl had managed to embarrass him several times, he didn't find it interesting anymore. He didn't know whether the girl did it intentionally or unintentionally. All he knew was she had embarrassed him!
Eriol simply let out his cold smirk to the girl. He leaned into the girl till their face was only three inches away. Tomoyo kept her lavender eyes fixed on the cerulean blue eyes of the lad. She had learnt not to look away at somebody when that somebody challenged her since it would mean she was the loser and she hated being a loser! Not for once and not for this stubborn, egoist, little young master!
"You know what, country girl? I. Don't. Care. After all, grandpa and Katleen were away, so I'm the master here. And you? You are just a maid. And I can do all I want to my personal maid. Grandpa had said it last night, right?"
"Country girl! You..." Tomoyo was about to raise her hand though she didn't know yet what she is going to do with her hand.
"Watch it. I'd checked everything about you, include your like and dislike... You don't want to lose your twice payment, do you? Listen up, if you ever lay a finger to me or do what I don't want you to do, you'll lose your payment. Grandpa had agreed to it too, remember?"
Tomoyo groaned. She let down her hand and grumbled under her breath.
If only... if only... IF ONLY...! Tomoyo didn't like to dream about something she couldn't get. But to this lad with eyeglasses, she wanted badly to hit or kick or slap him even in her dream!
"FINE!" Tomoyo yelled to the lad when she heard some footsteps walked towards their classroom.
With a glinting of mischievous smile in Eriol's face, he jumped to seventh heaven of his first winning. "Yes! 1-2 for me! I will show to the girl who's the master here!"
Syaoran looked up and stopped his pace by the classroom door. Before the Chinese lad entered the classroom, a familiar raven hair passed him with a face which Syaoran didn't believe.
What's wrong with Daidouji-san, actually? She never had such an... indescribable face before. It's like anger mixed with furious and she is stomping! Our school princess is stomping!
Syaoran kept looking at the back side of Tomoyo's head before he shook his head calmly and reassured his heart. "Nah... it can't be Daidouji-san. Must be a hallucination. These days, I stayed late so I must be don't have enough sleep,"
"Morning, Syaoran. What are you doing? Standing at the door like that like a silly idiot..." Eriol looked up from his magazine.
Syaoran entered the classroom and greeted his best friend. "Nahh... just have a hallucination in the morning. Have you done Geographic yet?"
Eriol simply gave his home work book to the amber eyes lad. Inside his heart, he was very happy again to think that he didn't need to make much effort to do the home works. Besides, he had checked that Tomoyo was always the best student in the whole year. So, she might not do a mistake, right? After all, if she did a mistake, her payment got cut down.
"Eriol? Eriol! E-ri-o-l! Hello, there? Anybody in world!" Syaoran hit Eriol's desk quite harsh and made the lad realized about his reality world again.
"What?" Eriol grumbled a bit before he flipped a paper of his magazine, making a new layout of page to read.
"You're weird today, Eriol. Very weird. Are you sure you don't need to go to the clinic?" Syaoran cocked an eyebrow.
"Ha? I'm not a weirdo, Syaoran. And I don't want to be one," Eriol didn't look up from his magazine. His eyes scanned the letters on the magazine one by one.
"It just... I thought I will meet you at the front gate today," Syaoran shrugged off his shoulder and let out his stationery out from his simple amber bag. After he had found the object, he continued, "But it seems you're okay now, so... nyah!"
"What are you talking about? And what's with that 'nyah' thing?" Eriol gave a confuse look to the bronze-eyes boy.
Syaoran stopped copying the assignment and started to chat enthusiastically about the emerald eyes girl "Sakura told me that 'nyah' thing. Interesting, eh? Why... she is always interesting. Can't stop thinking about her, really... And do you know that she..."
"Syaoran..."
Syaoran stopped his blabbering and coughed a bit before he continued, "About Kaho,"
Eriol paused for a while before he answered his best friend. What Syaoran had said was true. He didn't have time to think about Kaho when his mind kept thinking about how to have a revenge on the lavender girl. It was the first time he didn't think about Kaho and if Syaoran didn't remind him again, perhaps he would forget about Kaho today. Or maybe for tomorrow too, or for the day after tomorrow too,... whatever. Realizing this, maybe he should thank Tomoyo for it.
Or maybe not. There's no way he would thank that girl. It would make that girl feeling worthy and all...
"Well... life must go on, right?" Eriol answered diplomatically to him.
"Old man," Syaoran grinned widely to the navy lad and continued writing down the answer of the home works.
"Lazy student," Eriol replied him with the same tone as his best friend used to him.
"By the way, Eriol,"
"What again?" Eriol felt annoyed by now. He couldn't read even a page for Syaoran always started a new topic again and again.
"Why is your handwriting changed? I mean... it's looked like girl's handwriting," Syaoran asked innocently though it was clear for him that Eriol wouldn't answer.
Oops... must do something about that!
"I can't believe it!" Tomoyo opened up a thick and large book by its first page on the long table of the library. With a piece of paper beside the book, she pointed her forefinger to see a country named Norway. At the top of the pages, written: "Cuisines throughout the World" with large and beautiful letters.
How could he be that sly and evil? He must be not human!
Finally, her finger pointed out to the country she had searched about. Without losing any second, she quickly flipped the thick and large book on the pages written.
1488... 1488... Where is page number 1488!
Tomoyo recalled again last night memory while she was flipping the pages. It boiled her anger when she thought about it. How could she agree so easily at the contract! Why she couldn't even think that that navy lad must want so badly to have revenge on her! Why she didn't keep thinking that the lad must be not a human! Now... rice had become porridge. To flip-back the contract was also impossible.
: Last night :
"AS IF!"
"Well then... that's too bad,..." Katleen and the grandpa exchanged look. After that nobody was bringing up the topic again. Both Eriol and Tomoyo sat down again on their own seat with slight of coughs. Tomoyo took her glass of orange juice to let the fluids freshened up her throat. Eriol sliced his steak and munched it with his usual cool way.
"How about the three of us mad a contract?" Eriol's grandpa's eyes were glinting in happy way.
The three members of the table looked at the oldest man who sat in front of the elliptical table. They waited for the old man to continue his speak and explained everything to them about that contract thing.
"Let's clear things out. I want Tomoyo to be Eriol's fiancé (Tomoyo choked her orange juice. Eriol chocked his steak). And Eriol wants to have a personal maid, if I don't mistaken? And Tomoyo wants a better payment regarding to what had happened to you, right, Tomoyo-chan?"
Neither Eriol nor Tomoyo gave a nod or a shake head. They simply were busy with the things in their mouth. Besides, even though they didn't choke, they wouldn't answer the old man either. It's too risky to give a quick answer. They probably might end up with jaw opened.
"Then... let's do this! Of course that would be happened, if you both agree to what I've said. Tomoyo will be Eriol's fiancé and also his personal maid. And I'll pay you twice than what we had compromised. The one who break this contract must serve the members of this house without complaining and without payment. Is that clear?"
"Are you going into a economic failure, Ojii-san (2)? There is no way I will do it, right?" Eriol stood up from his seat at cleansed his lips with white rectangular clothes beside his eating utensils.
Katleen and Eriol's grandpa looked at Eriol.
"Ah... I still have to wash the dish. Excuse me, master, Katleen-baba," Tomoyo smiled sweetly to the old persons before taking her leave (with plates on her hands).
Katleen and Eriol's grandpa looked at Tomoyo.
With a sound of light 'blam', Katleen threw a glance to the only man left in the big dinner room. "Looks like it didn't go well, eh?"
"I guess ... yeah..." Eriol's grandpa shrugged his shoulder in disappointment. But, after a while, his eyes were glinting again with unreadable mischief smile. "Or maybe not,"
Eriol's POV
Geez! What had that girl added into grandpa's food so that grandpa has a thought like that! There is no way I will do that, right? First, it will make my time with that ... that... I don't know how to describe that girl. Is she really a girl? I mean, a human... Maybe she is an alien who sent by the alien master from Mars to give me endless pain (A/N: Eriol... you're too much reading a sci-fi...)
Anyway, making her as my fiancé and my maid will make my time with her longer. And if I stuck with that girl, somehow I couldn't calm myself down. I had sworn to father not to leave the gentleman side towards girls how crazy the girl is. I may break my own vow if I'm with her.
And second, what if I can't handle it anymore and want to break the contract? There's no way I will serve her, right! And without payment! Since I was born till now, I have never done something home-domestic thing. I don't even know how wash the dishes. But wait! This is 21st century we're talking about. There must be a way, a thing to wash the dish, right? Ehh... is there any? And how many spoons should I pour into the laundry? Ahh! No need to think about it. After all, I won't do the contract, right?
But... wait a minute...
If she becomes my maid, I can make her as my slave. I can make her do my so-much-for-an-assignment Geography, my class duty, not to forget to make fun of her. There is so much chance for me to toy her. And I can negotiate with grandpa about some occasions. I can see a light in this dark tunnel. Imagine how much time I can spare if I let her do all of my assignments? Life is so fun!
And not to forget, everybody at school thinks that she is an old Japanese princess, not a maid in Hiiragizawa mansion. Though, still now I don't know what a princess does in this house... Unless, she is actually not a princess, but actually a pauper? Don't jump hastily into conclusion, yet. I have to ask Syaoran to ask Sakura to ask Daidouji about her true identity. Or should I call Joe to investigate her? I think a night is enough to investigate that mysterious girl. Yep! Let Joe does the job.
Anyway, by making everybody thinking that I have a fiancé of an old Japanese princess, they won't look down at me. They will think that I had made a good choice. And let them always think me as the noble 'prince'. I won't make a fool of my family name. Great! Contract? Hah! Who scared?
Tomoyo's POV
I don't know why Hiiragizawa-jiji suddenly thought about that stuff. I don't have time to think about boys, especially about that arrogant boy. What is he, anyway? He is no way a human... his stupidity is beyond human-brain. But, I must admit he is the most interesting boy I had met, though he is also the most uninteresting boy in my eyes. He is really a paradox. He is stupid but not a stupid. He is interesting but also uninteresting. He is readable but also unreadable. It's hard to describe that boy.
But, whatever it is... I won't be that boy's fiancé and maid. I already had an imagination that he will treat me as a slave. But, to think about it, isn't it just baby-sitting a spoilt baby? I will only "Good morning, Uh-huh, Uh-huh, and Good night" him. Give candies to him and he will be as quite as a doggie? Look at the payment! Twice? Woah... it's awesome!
No... Don't! I don't need to be a slave to meet father... I don't need his money to get reconciliation with my family...
But...
FINE! Think positive, Tomoyo! By being beside him more and more, you can know his mistakes and that way you can have your revenge on him! Ganbatte! You can do it! Beside, the more money you get, the faster you can see your father! He is only a big baby... you can handle it...
: End of Last night :
Tomoyo still busied herself copying a Norway recipe from the thick book, grumbling under her breath. When she almost finished copying the note, her cell-phone was ringing. Tomoyo read the name written on the blue layer: spoilt master. Lazily, she picked up the phone, thinking there's no way she wanted to lose some of her payment by ignoring the spoilt big baby.
"What!"
"Daidouji-san, I just remembered that I don't want any Norway cuisine again since I've been there once and had tasted the Norway food made by five stars hotel cook. So, can you give me a Zambia cuisine for dinner?"
"FINE!" Tomoyo quickly hung up the phone; let Eriol on the other line smiled with mischief.
With a boiling head, Tomoyo scanned angrily the book's preface once more and searched for a word, written: Zambia, though she didn't even know where Zambia was in this whole world.
He had planned for this last night! He must be had planned this last night! Tomoyo grumbled.
There was still a long way to go to tame the wild and spoilt Eriol...
- To Be Continued -
(1) onsen, a warm bath. In Japan, a natural onsen was usually inside the mountain. And usually, there's also an inn which run the onsen. It is believed to relieve your stress and tension when you warm yourself inside the water.
(2) Ojii-san, means grandfather in Japan.
Author's Note: Do you already have a loud laugh for today? I hope so! May your day always filled with laugh! Anyway, please review! And, Zambia is in the Africa (don't ask me what Africa). And forgive me if there's something unwanted in my fanfic. It's just for fun. Hope you don't mind it too much.