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A Rose Among Thorns: I won't let you sleep tonight!
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Flashbacks and changes in POVs will be labeled as needed (unless stated otherwise, it will be third person omniscient)
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"Tatsuya-bochama! Is it true that you've found a fiancée?" Hasui, Himekawa's young, personal butler asked excitedly.
"E-Eh? How did you know about that!? Didn't you and the others just get back today?" Himekawa asked, sweat dropping.
Hasui and the other servants had only just returned from their short vacation (which turned out to be his old man's plan to give Himekawa and Misaki some 'alone time' when the tracking device, which he had bribed the Akiyama family's dentist to secretly implant in one of her molars, showed that she was in the area).
"Yes, I received a message from your father explaining everything! Congratulations, Tatsuya-bochama! I shall go pay my respects to your future bride at once!" Hasui said, smiling with the radiance of a thousand suns. He was so relieved that his young master had finally found happiness with an honest and beautiful girl.
"W-Wait a minute!" Himekawa shouted, chagrined. "That's just something my—"
"Hi-me–sem-pai~! I'm back with the ingredients for tonight's supper~!" Misaki announced cheerfully as she skipped into the room, carrying several bulging grocery bags.
Himekawa face-palmed.
"Ah, Misaki-sama! I am Hasui, Tatsuya-bochama's personal butler, it is with great pleasure that I am able to finally make your acquaintance and welcome you into the Himekawa family. Please, allow me to carry those for you. A lady such as yourself should not be burdened with such menial tasks." Hasui said smoothly as he bowed, and took several bags from Misaki in one fluid motion. Hasui was a little startled when he felt the weight of the bags... it seemed his future Ojou-sama was just as strong as he had heard...
"Oh, thanks..." Misaki said, blinking, as she processed what had just happened. 'Hime-sempai didn't tell me he had ninjas working for him...' She thought, sweat dropping. "I appreciate the help, Hasui-san, but it's all right. I'm used to doing things myself since I grew up kinda poor. I'm more of a tomboy than a lady."
"Not at all. I have heard nothing but good things about you, Misaki-sama." Hasui said, smiling kindly at her as he handed the bags to a couple of other servants so they could take care of them.
Misaki laughed at that.
"You can't have been talking to very many people that actually know me, then!" She said, smiling wryly in amusement. "And you don't have to call me so politely either."
"I'm afraid I can't do that, Misaki-sama. It would be improper for a mere butler to address his master's fiancée so familiarly." Hasui said firmly but kindly.
"Haaah... I see... so you're just as stubborn as the guys back at my grandpa's, huh?" Misaki said, sighing in defeat. She knew from dealing with Gen-san and the others that Hasui wasn't going to budge on this, so she might as well just let it go. "Anyway, I didn't realize you guys were coming back so soon, so I had planned on cooking supper for only two people..." She apologized sheepishly.
"Don't worry about that. Now that my servants are back, they can take care of everything from now on." Himekawa said carelessly as he flopped onto the couch.
"Tatsuya-bochama is correct, Misaki-sama." Hasui said. "Though it was kind of you to be concerned for us, we servants take care of ourselves, so you and Bochama can just relax. Dinner should be ready shortly." Hasui bowed politely before exiting the room to make sure everything was running smoothly, leaving the two teens alone.
"... Is it really all right not to do anything?" Misaki asked hesitantly. It felt kind of weird not to have to do any work for once... The members of the Akiyama Group had always tried to spoil (?) her by doing things for her, but they had at least let Misaki cook since the different members took turns sharing the household chores, and none of them could cook anything edible... Even as a child, Misaki had done the household chores to help ease the burden on her mother, who was often exhausted after returning home from work.
"It's fine. Just relax. They'll call us when it's ready." Himekawa said boredly as he flipped through the channels on his monstrously large TV.
Misaki perked up when a familiar image flashed across the screen.
"Oh! Oh! Go back—please!" She shouted excitedly, eyes sparkling with anticipation. "I think I just saw Usa-chan~!"
"Usa... chan...?" Himekawa asked, raising an eyebrow at her. It couldn't be...
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{later that evening...}
"Ahhh~! That was delicious~!" Misaki said, smiling blissfully as she rubbed her full tummy. Himekawa's chef was freaking amazing! "My compliments to the chef!"
"Thank you, Misaki-sama. I'll be sure to let them know." Hasui said, smiling. "Tatsuya-bochama, will you and Misaki-sama be having your desert here in the dining room, or would you rather have it in the entertainment room while you watch more of the Usagi Ninja marathon?" He asked Himekawa.
Himekawa sighed, feeling slightly chagrined. It turned out that Misaki was a big fan of that particular anime, and was practically a borderline otaku... Well, at least she wasn't that bad (crazy), and the show had some decent action scenes to balance out the disgustingly cute aspects of the whole 'bunny ninja' thing they had going. There were lots of gratuitous explosions and fight scenes.
He glanced sideways at Misaki, who was staring back at him with hopeful eyes. He sighed again in defeat. Just what was it about this girl...?
"We'll have it in the entertainment room..." Himekawa said begrudgingly.
"Yaaay~! You're the best, Hime-sempai~!" Misaki cheered, smiling with such innocent joy that Himekawa had to shield his eyes a little from her radiance.
Well, damn... Someone was easy to please. Himekawa had never seen someone so happy over such a simple thing before. And it hadn't even cost him anything, either...
Things were going rather smoothly, until the crying started. Himekawa's peaceful evening with his unique fiancee, exploding bunnies, and chocolate mousse was instantly ruined by the earth-shattering wails of some baby with an inhumanly powerful set lungs. He was starting to wonder just what kind of heinous act he could have possibly committed in his previous life to have deserved such rotten luck. It figures something would go wrong just when things were getting good...
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{Four days later...}
"Ugh…" Misaki and Himekawa groaned tiredly as they struggled to climb out of the car once they arrived at school.
Four days… That's how long it had been since anyone in the town of Ishiyama had had a peaceful, full night's rest. For some reason, a certain little demon lord had been screaming at the top of lungs every single night! Not even industrial strength ear plugs could block out Baby Beel's night crying. Misaki had to wonder if it was some sort of evil plot to drive the humans of the world insane through extreme sleep deprivation…
THUD.
"… Ow…" Misaki deadpanned, too tired to even care that she had just tripped and face planted on the sidewalk.
"What are you doin'…? Pull yourself together, Mi-baka…" Himekawa mumbled sleepily as he squatted down beside her. Misaki didn't move. She was fast asleep. He sweat dropped. Who just fell asleep on the sidewalk like that...? Well, he couldn't say he really blamed her under the circumstances. He was close to collapsing himself. A vein throbbed on his forehead when he noticed that some equally dazed punks were staring at the unconscious Misaki the same way a hungry dog would eye a steak. He sent them scurrying away with a fierce glare.
As if he'd let those idiots have her.
