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"Thank you very much." Michiru stood up shakily, and felt someone rub her shoulders lightly. She groaned and closed her eyes.
"Madam, you've been walking so long, wouldn't you want to go home?" The young man beside her had put his arm around her, holding her steady.
"Yes please." She whispered. He then gently walked her back to her mansion.
"Next time… I shall order for a carriage." Michiru proposed, hanging up her coat, yawing as she went up the stairs to her bed chambers.
"Quite well, Madam!" The young man chuckled. "Oh, and Mistress?"
"Yes?"
"Would you like your supper brought to your room? Or shall you be dining with us this fine evening?" The man winked at her invitingly. Michiru opened her tired eyes and smiled back at him.
"Of course, I shall be dining with Papa today. Tell him I will be right there."
"As you wish, Madam." The servant smiled back at her and went to tell his master, The Great Ambassador of Japan. He walked through the long halls of carved statues and romantic paintings. He finally reached his master, whose back was facing him, his hands toward the warm fire.
"Master?"
"Yes?" The great man didn't move a muscle.
"Madam shall be eating with us today."
"Wonderful!" The man swung around, his eyes sparkling. The servant smiled to see the pleasure on his face. "I want all of the items to be exotic! Serve wine! Don't dilly-dally! Get moving!"
"It is all done, Sir."
"Excellent!!" The Master had a wonderful grin on his face. "Oh dear, what should I wear, by boy?"
"Master, if you do not object to me saying this, I think that the regal red silk robe you have will be perfect for the occasion." Henry topped off, watching his Master's face wrinkle up and think.
"Yes, you are right." He stood up, his long robe sweeping the floor. He soon came back wearing his silk red robe. It had a bunch of cranes and other majestic animals from Japan inscribed on it. Then he smiled his glorious smile again as he heard small steps coming down the stairs. Henry suddenly wished he had his better tux on. Then she came. All hearts stopped beating and the slight meow of a kitten could be heard a mile away. Michiru was dressed to kill. She wore a kimono of light blue, with peacocks and waterfalls dancing in it. Her eyes shimmered with a translucent green-blue, and her thin pink lips lifted into a small smile at her father, showing her pure, white teeth. Her sea-green hair was lifted into a bun, with two chopsticks holding it in. Henry and his Master couldn't say anything. Two whole minutes ticked by as they just stared at her. Then Michiru started to color, and Henry broke her embarrassment.
"Mistress, you look quite lovely this evening. The food is ready, shall we go?"
"Yes, indeed," Replied Michiru, grateful that Henry had saved her in the last minute. She took her father's arm, and lead him to the gigantic dining room. They went to the table and sat down. Henry served them the food, exotic soup from France with parmesan noodles from Italy. As they were just about to eat, a ring came at the doorbell. Henry immediately went to it and opened the door. He returned, his face grim.
"Mistress, there is a man saying that he needs to see you, and that it is an emergency." Michiru sighed.
"Alright. Papa, I'll be right back." She went to the door and gasped.


"Oh god."