Chapter 10

My Uber Bad Luck

~Alexandria~

Becoming Natsumi's personal servant was just the beginning of my bad luck. Who knew that she could be bitchy, arrogant, and just plain mean? No wonder why Sesshomaru didn't like her. No one should fall for her fake facade. But why did he call me 'temporary'? Who was the other woman or was there even another woman?

'What am I thinking? He was just using me every single time he'd touched me intimately.' With that thought, my hands curled into a fist. 'I feel so gross.' But I was still curious. What had made him be so mean to me? My eyes closed, while slowly turning around heading toward Natsumi's room. 'I'm never going to touch him again. He can just fuck a lifeless body.'

"Good riddance!" I muttered.

Natsumi's room was five doors down from Sesshomaru's room on the other side of my old one. Her room was slightly smaller than my old one. She had a large window, but no balcony of which I was glad. I smirked inwardly. 'He likes me more.' I frowned when I remembered my room was in the servant's quarters now. 'Or liked.' It was a little more fancy with more color- splashes of reds and gold's. It was probably one of his guest rooms. Alice mentioned them once before.

Rin's room was two doors closer to Sesshomaru's, but she'd remained in my new room since Natsumi's stay under Sesshomaru's orders. I figured there was something more that was going on since he would never demote Rin. He loved that little girl- though he would never admit it.

I stripped the bed, grabbed her dirty clothes, and left to do laundry. It went on for two weeks like this. First, I'd get up really freakin' early, serve breakfast, do laundry, fluff her pillows, and clean her room. Then, I'd entertain Rin, serve lunch, and hand-scrub the floors in the main entrance and the kitchen. Lastly, I would make a dessert and serve dinner. And right before I went to bed, Natsumi would yell at me about not doing something right and threaten me because Sesshomaru always looked at me every single time we were in the same room. It's that damn bigot's fault. I wish he'd just leave me alone. We haven't had sex in two weeks- serves him right. I sighed. He was right, it wasn't happening again or so I thought.

I was carrying the laundry down the corridor. Well I was- until I ran into someone. That someone just happened to be Lord Sesshomaru. I frowned, remembered my manners, and bowed. 'Why did he always have to appear at the most inconvenient times?'

He threw Natsumi's kimono on the ground that had landed on his shoulder. He glanced at me and growled, "Servant. I am not in the mood for this today. Meet me in my office after you have taken care of Natsumi." I saw that look in his eyes for a brief second. So that's want he wants.

I sighed, "Yes, my lord." Without a second look, he walked off to his room.

Speaking of bigot's, I got to the laundry room and found Yukito. He would always appear when I'd least expected him just like Sesshomaru. 'What is up with these obnoxious men and me? Why am I tortured so?' I didn't even think Yukito cleaned his own clothes. He hadn't kissed me a second time because I'd made sure we hadn't been alone since the incident. Unfortunately, we would be the only one's if I walked in there. I frowned. My bad luck seemed to skyrocket these last two weeks. Well, I had to go in there anyway. I didn't want Sesshomaru angrier with me. Grin and bear it.

The laundry room was just two big tubs of water, one for washing and one for rinsing, and a clothing line. I walked over to the large tub of water for washing and threw all the clothes in and made sure they were nice and wet before I looked for any stains. As per usual, Natsumi had drawn squiggly lines on her kimonos and bed sheets again with her lipstick. 'Again?' That woman was so childish.

I took the soap and began scrubbing. I frowned. 'Why must this woman hate me so? I wasn't made for this kind of work.' I hated laundry and mindless chores- I wasn't that great at them to begin with. I'd rather be reading.

Two arms reached around me and took the soap from my hands. "Let me help," Yukito whispered into my ear turning my face beet-red. Of course he'd mess with me again. Damn mongrel.

He rubbed the soap over the markings and ran it over the rub-board a few times and it was magically gone.

I looked at him with my wide-eyes. "How'd you do that?"

"Magic," he took my hands. "Let me show you." He pressed deep into the fabric with the soap, then he pressed it against the board in wide strokes. "Your turn." He handed me the soap and grabbed another bar for himself and started with Natsumi's bed sheets.

When we were done, after we cleaned and rinsed all of Natsumi's things, we waited for them to dry on the clothing line that hung across the room by the open window.

"Thank you," I told Yukito who was sitting next to me. "I really appreciated your help."

He chucked darkly and closed the gap between us; his face mere centimeters from mine. "Did you think I'd helped you for free?"

I frowned. "It would be really nice if you did."

He smirked. "Too bad I'm not that nice." He grabbed the back of my neck as his lips crashed to mine.

~Natsumi~

That human filth was taking too long doing my laundry. I wanted a nap in a nice clean bed with sheets and a cover. I tapped my foot in my temporary room waiting for the little insect. If Sesshomaru wasn't being so stubborn, I'd sleep in his bed, but he threw me out almost literally the last time I tried.

What was that insect doing? She was probably making fun of me, 'Natsumi has to nap on an un-kept bed. She has no class.' I clenched my fist. She would not get away with insulting me.

My manicured nails creaked open the laundry door and I, uncharacteristically, almost burst out in laughter. The human filth was kissing Sesshomaru's general. How hilarious. I closed the door soundlessly. This was going to be quite entertaining.

~Alexandria~

'Ugh!' I pushed and kicked, but nothing was getting his lips off of my face. 'Damn my cursed luck! I swear I will never touch another guy or even talk to another one if this is how it's going to end up every time.' I just stopped moving, since there was nothing I could do.

Yukito noticed I stopped struggling and let me go. He wiped my taste on the back of his hand and snickered. His aqua eyes stared tantalizing at me.

I frowned at him. "What? Seriously, is there something on my face?"

He pulled me close again. "No little one." His aqua eyes looked directly into mine as his lips brushed my forehead sending shivers up and down my spine. "You don't know it yet, little one, but you are slowly letting yourself become mine."

I pushed him away. "I don't want to be anyone's."

He chuckled as he stood. He filled a basket with Natsumi's clothes and handed it to me holding my hand a moment longer. "I don't doubt you, but soon what you want won't be a factor in what you get."

I glared at him and stomped out of the room leaving him to fetch his own clothes.

Natsumi wasn't in her room when I got there, which was unusual. I was late and she'd always yelled at me when I was late. I shrugged it off. I didn't have time to worry where that woman was. I clean up her room and made her bed. I made sure I washed my mouth in her sink and then cleansed the sink.

I rushed to Sesshomaru's office that was just down the hall when Natsumi walked out in front of me with her hands on her hips- blocking the way. 'This was going to be difficult.' I walked up to her and sighed. "Excuse me Natsumi, but I really need to go to Lord Sesshomaru."

"I just saw something very interesting, human." Natsumi sneered. "A filthy insect that took her time cleaning my bed sheets was smooching a certain general."

My mouth fell open. She saw us- Natsumi saw us. My luck couldn't get worse.

Natsumi grinned with her sharp fangs showing. "I wonder what Lord Sesshomaru thinks of his precious human insect cavorting with his general."

I panicked. If Sesshomaru found out- he'd kill Yukito and probably me too. "No. You can't!"

"Well who is going to stop me?" She laughed beautifully and I rolled my eyes. "A pathetic human, I think not." She shoved me against the wall with her claws wrapped around my neck- choking me. "Maybe I should just deal with you myself, then my precious lord won't have too."

I had to think of something fast before she'd kill me. If I could get her to release me, then I could call for help. It was worth a shot. I coughed, "Sesshomaru doesn't like you- he despises you. He wished he'd never laid eyes on you."

Her grip tightened. "What did you say, human?"

"He hates-" She threw me. I coughed and blood spewed out of my mouth. She stalked to me. This was my chance, "Sesshomaru!" I felt her foot kick me and crush my ribs. I was falling, my conscious slipping, and then I was gone.

~Sesshomaru~

I heard someone fall outside the door. 'It was probably just one of the servants being clumsy today.'

"Sesshomaru!" It was Alexandria's voice outside the hall. I dropped my pen and ran out the door finding Natsumi kick her. I heard a crunch and knew at least one rib was broken. Yukito knocked Natsumi to the ground and was standing over Alexandria with a cold expression. I sped over to her and knelt to her unconscious form. I shot a cold glare to Natsumi. "What have you done to her?"

She feigned innocence, "Nothing, my lord."

'Nothing indeed.'

Yukito felt her forehead. "She's out cold, my lord."

I growled, "Get out!"

Natsumi gaped. "What-"

"Leave now!" I roared, "Don't ever think of stepping a foot into my castle again."

~Natsumi~

Natsumi shook as her blood ran cold. 'Sesshomaru cared about this mortal girl- more than me? That lowly insect was right.' She abruptly stood on her feet and ran to her room. She was glad she knocked out the little human. 'It serves her right.' She sneered, 'Sesshomaru belongs to me.'

~Sesshomaru~

Alexandria was breathing, which meant she wasn't dead. Yukimura wouldn't be happy with me making Natsumi leave on such short notice, but I did give her a chance. Although it was in vain, I was trying to deny with all my being that I had feelings for Alexandria, but that too was in vain as well. I couldn't stop thinking about the girl. I should have killed her, but I couldn't. She would be mine and I no longer had a choice. It was either she'd be mine or I'd think about her and never get anything done. All of my plans would go out the window and that- I could not afford. I lifted her in my arms and carried her to my room. When she came conscious again, she would be mine.