DISCLAIMERS: I want to own Tsukasa and the rest, but I couldn't. They
simply don't belong to me and they will never be mine. Sigh.
Author's weird note:
THERE ARE LOTS OF MISTAKES IN HERE, I KNOW, THAT'S WHY I FIXED IT. I'M SUCH A MORON.
This is my first attempt to write a fic in HYD section, so whatever weird things you'll notice in this chapter and the other chapters to come, hehe, don't blame me, blame the computer! muahahaha!
Okay, 'nuff said. I love curly-haired guys.
And so I love Tsukasa.
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LIKE A VIRGIN
I Ain't No Bitch
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It was one hell of a Saturday afternoon. I was mad. I am raging mad. I feel like going to the extremes. I am really pissed off at the moment. And you know why?
Because the freakin' bus left me!!!
How can I not be mad? My mama woke me up at 4 a.m. only to send me to the market! And she knows that I went home at around 2 a.m. because of our graduation party last night!
I cursed myself loudly as I took a seat at the waiting shed. I am scowling and I don't give a damn on what other people think! They can call me anything and they can go to hell. I promised Yuki to accompany her to look for a job and now I'm gonna have to wait for the next bus to come!
Damn it! Why do I have to be this poor? Why do I have to ride on a bus everyday to school not like those rich brats who were being brought to school by luxury cars? Why were mama and papa born poor? And why are we living in a shitty old apartment? Was this really my fate and we never got the chance to get out of poverty because I was so lazy and did nothing but to hang out with rich, brainless, lame guys? Ch.
I was still scowling at the side when I heard a beep coming from a midnight black BMW. I looked up and saw Kin-san inside. Oh, well, except for this guy. He's not brainless and lame. But ultra-rich, one of the things that I love about him.
"Wazzup? Why are you scowling at the corner?" Amakusa Seinosuke a.k.a kin-san smiled at me. My face brightened up and I smiled back. "Got left by the morning bus?" he teased.
I cocked an eyebrow. "Makino Tsukushi never comes late, and for your information, I did not wait for the bus, I just let it pass me by." I said coolly.
Kin-san raised an eyebrow and smirked. "So then what are you doing here?"
I smiled sensually, took a bubble gum from my pocket and opened it slowly, having the time of my life. I put it in my mouth and started chewing it. I stood up and went towards his open window. "I came to wait for you." I whispered seductively.
The smirk didn't leave his face. "Still can't get enough of me? You had me all the way last night," he flashed his million-dollar smile at me. "Anyway, hop in." he reached for the door and opened it.
"Thanks, dude." And I went inside the luxurious car.
What a lucky day. Kin-san just saved my ass. And I'm not gonna let him know that I was really left by the bus.
"What's that?" he asked me once we hit the road. He's looking at the plastic bags beside me.
"Oh, these," I frowned and waved a hand. "Would you believe that my old hag woke me up at 4 in the morning only to send me to market?!"
The hunk laughed. "I remembered that I dropped at your house at around 2, right?" he chuckled.
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah. What a good sleep I had. Only two freaking hours."
"Well that's pretty bad. Anyway, are you free today?" he asked.
I looked at him and smiled. "No, hot stuff, I'm sorry. I promised I'd go find a job with Yuki today. You know I can't let her down." I opened the window beside me and mindlessly spit the bubblegum. I turned to him. "But I can make that up, if you want to . . ." I smiled lazily.
He stopped the car just a few meters away from my house. I got off the car and went around to his side and kissed him on the cheeks. "Thank you, lover boy. I had a great time last night, and its nice riding in your car."
"I'm sure you do, Tsukushi. Call me if you're free, I'll bring my friends with me." He said.
I frowned and placed both if my hands on each side of my hips. "How the hell can I call you? We're extremely poor, you know,"
"Oh, yeah, I'm sorry, I forgot!" he said in an apologetic tone.
"And you said that you're gonna give me a mobile phone for my birthday?" I cocked an eyebrow.
Kin-san smirked again. "Your birthday is still six months away, dearie, but since you are so insistent about it . . ." he reached out for a box on the compartment, and then handed it out to me. "Here's my gift, honey."
My eyes grew wide at the thing on my hands. I was speechless. I was joking and yet he took it for real!
"Kin-san . . . I . . . you . . . I don't . . ."
He laughed heartily. "For the first time, Makino Tsukushi was speechless." He stared at me and put a hand on my neck. "Come here," he pulled me and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips, and then smiled when he let go of me. "I thought you loved the things we rich men give you?" he whispered.
I got irritated by that. "Of course I love nothing but those! But you're different! You are my best bud! You're not brainless and definitely you're not lame when it comes to women . . ." I laughed out loud and then, "Thanks, kin-san. No rich hunk can upstage you in my heart."
"Why, I'm flattered," he smiled and started the engine of his car. "I'll get going now, honey, before your mother comes out." He winked at me and then drove away.
After he was gone, I went inside the apartment and found mama on the doorway, her hands on her hips and she has a scowl that was pretty similar to mine.
"What is that?" she asked me, looking at the box in my hand.
"Nothing," I simply said and I shrugged my shoulders. "Why won't you ask what's this instead?" I lifted the plastic bag to her face and smiled sweetly.
Mama took it but still she didn't leave the door. I am getting impatient and I'm excited to see my cellphone. I'm pretty tired too and I'm getting pissed again. "Mama, you know Kin-san. He's my best bud since I entered Eirin Academy. We have no relationship at all." I explained on what I think was the billionth time already. It always happens whenever I hang out with rich guys. "Now if you please let me in . . ." I said impatiently.
"I didn't enrolled you to that prestigious school just to mess around with the rich people in there!"
I rolled my eyes and gently pushed mama to enter the room. "Puh- leaze, mama. And who do you want me to hang out with? Unfortunately Yuki and I are the only 'commoners' in school."
I went straight for the kitchen and I saw Susumu on the table, his head buried on the thick book he's reading. "Hey, Susumu!" I called him as I opened the refrigerator, taking out a pitcher of juice.
"Uh, hi." My brother replied without even looking at me. Mama followed me in the kitchen.
"And now that you're out of high school, what are you planning for college? You've got to study in a prestigious school Tsukushi-chan." Mama said, pulled a chair and sat beside Susumu.
"Mama, where do you think you could get enough money to pay for my studies, huh? Papa will soon lose his job, and I'm not doing well at the dango shop either." I placed the pitcher back on the ref and then I headed to the sink. "I think I should enroll at the public university."
"No Tsukushi! You will not do such thing!" mama cut me off. "For you to be able to get a decent job, you have to study at a well-known school! Companies won't just accept you if you came from a public university!"
"So then why are you getting so angry every time I hang around with rich people? Shouldn't you be happy? I could marry one of those rich guys, you know." I said, leaning on the sink.
Mama eyed me. "But are you happy with it? You're like a weed that was lost in a garden full of beautiful flowers! People might think you're a whore, that all you want with those rich men are their money!" mama sighed when I didn't answer. I just hate it when she herself thought of me as a whore. "Tsukushi, all rich men are selfish, arrogant, male chauvinists-"
"And freaking idiots. I know that mama, there's no need for you to repeat that every single day." I cut her back. I'm getting angry now. "But whether you admit or not, we need them. We need their money. Just be thankful that I can get what I want without selling myself." I stood up straight and went upstairs.
"Tsukushi I'm not done with you yet!" mama was downstairs.
"Don't worry mama, I don't give a bull on what they think about me. Your daughter is a weed, remember that." I smiled faintly and went inside my room.
I threw myself on the bunk bed beside the window. I know mama was feeling okay now with what I said. She's in relief knowing that I can take care of myself. But sometimes I'm hurt every time she accuses me of being a hooker.
I sighed heavily and traced my new cellphone with my finger. So what if I love money? So what if I like rich guys because of what their money can do to me? So what if I'm lazy sometimes and can be a real klutz? What important is that I'm a weed. I can stand on my own. I can carry myself whenever I go, and nobody can hurt me just because I'm poor and just a commoner.
People think I'm a hooker. A professional bitch. A high-class prostitute. Fuck them all! How can I be a 'high-class' prostitute when I'm this poor? Is it my fault that I have this certain 'thing' that attracts rich guys like honeys to bees?
They also say that I'm not that pretty. But who cares? As long as I get what I want from those idiot millionaires, I have nothing to worry about. I'm no hooker and definitely I'm not a bitch. This is just the way I am, and I hide nothing.
Yuck. Why am I getting melodramatic this time? It doesn't suit me. It sucks.
Someone threw a stone at my window. I cursed out loud and looked outside. Yuki was standing below and she looked pissed.
"Well?!" she shouted, her hands on her hips. What is it with that position? All women seemed to do that when angry.
"Well??" I shouted back. What is it this time?
"Well?!?! For your information, you've got a promise to fulfill!?" she shouted irritatingly
I stood there for a moment. "Oh, yeah! Hold on a sec! I'll be right there in a minute!" then I rushed to the bathroom. I heard her shout back.
"Well, make it faster, dimwit!!"
Alright, so I was dressed up and went down in record time, panting. "Why are you so angry anyway?" I asked her once we were in the waiting shed, the same place where Kin-san had found me. Yuki was still frowning.
"I'm really pissed off today. I had a fight with my parents because of the party last night."
I laughed at that, and then putting an arm on her shoulders, "Same here, Yuki. Now, now. Forget about that. Where are we heading anyway?" I asked her.
She smiled and the bus came. We went inside and she started bubbling once we were seated.
"We are going to this huge mansion in Sagayata, Tsukushi!" she said, excitement in her tone.
"What? Where's that place? And why the hell in a huge mansion?" I frowned and took a bubblegum from my pocket and ate it.
"I saw in the Classified Ads that they're hiring maids in there. And guess what? They're even offering free tuition fee for those who are still students! High school or college! Isn't that cool! We have to get there first before it's too late!"
My eyes grew wide and I stared at her. "Oh, no, Yuki, don't pull my leg. There's no such thing like that, and that place doesn't exist. No." I shook my head and looked out on the window, convincing myself that the solution to my problems is right there.
Money. Tuition fee. Mansion.
"But Tsukushi, it's true! I'll show you. The Doumyouji mansion is really huge!" she exclaimed.
I guess my eyes would pop out of their sockets any moment. I harshly turned to her. "The DOUMYOUJI mansion?! The DOUMYOUJI clan??! The DOUMYOUJI Financial Combine??!!" I blurted.
Yuki just nodded, grinning from ear to ear. "Now stop shouting like a lunatic witch and calm down!" her grin was replaced with irritation. "They're offering a good bargain, and it's just what we both needed."
"But that is the Doumyouji mansion you're talking about?! You should've told me what to wear!" I scowled and Yuki looked at the olive green mini skirt and black tank top that I was wearing.
"As if you cared on what they'll think," she smirked.
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."
The bus reached the Sagayata (whatever) and then we took a cab that led us inside a private village. It was very hard to find, according to the driver, because it was exclusively for the rich people. I sneered at that. Even a commoner like me isn't allowed in this place, unless I work in one of the mansions.
But hey, that's the reason why I'm here, right?
"It looks creepy," I told Yuki, who was looking at every mansion we pass by. I would likely to keep the admiration to myself than be like this child-woman that the excitement was really obvious on her face.
"Creepy? It's marvelous, if you ask me," she answered without even bothering to look at me.
"There's no need to ask, it's obvious," I murmured and sank on the leather seat of the cab.
"Mr. Driver, take us to the Doumyouji mansion," Yuki instructed the driver.
"Yes, ma'am." He replied and drove away, towards my new home. Buwahahah!
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END OF CHAPTER ONE
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Isn't it cool?
I liked the idea of Tsukushi being a material girl, and acts really cocky.
Now let's see what Tsukasa's reactions will be.
Will he fall for her?
Or she's the one who'll fall for him?
Okay, kill me if you're disgusted with this fic. But I'll haunt you afterwards. Lmao.
Author's weird note:
THERE ARE LOTS OF MISTAKES IN HERE, I KNOW, THAT'S WHY I FIXED IT. I'M SUCH A MORON.
This is my first attempt to write a fic in HYD section, so whatever weird things you'll notice in this chapter and the other chapters to come, hehe, don't blame me, blame the computer! muahahaha!
Okay, 'nuff said. I love curly-haired guys.
And so I love Tsukasa.
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LIKE A VIRGIN
I Ain't No Bitch
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It was one hell of a Saturday afternoon. I was mad. I am raging mad. I feel like going to the extremes. I am really pissed off at the moment. And you know why?
Because the freakin' bus left me!!!
How can I not be mad? My mama woke me up at 4 a.m. only to send me to the market! And she knows that I went home at around 2 a.m. because of our graduation party last night!
I cursed myself loudly as I took a seat at the waiting shed. I am scowling and I don't give a damn on what other people think! They can call me anything and they can go to hell. I promised Yuki to accompany her to look for a job and now I'm gonna have to wait for the next bus to come!
Damn it! Why do I have to be this poor? Why do I have to ride on a bus everyday to school not like those rich brats who were being brought to school by luxury cars? Why were mama and papa born poor? And why are we living in a shitty old apartment? Was this really my fate and we never got the chance to get out of poverty because I was so lazy and did nothing but to hang out with rich, brainless, lame guys? Ch.
I was still scowling at the side when I heard a beep coming from a midnight black BMW. I looked up and saw Kin-san inside. Oh, well, except for this guy. He's not brainless and lame. But ultra-rich, one of the things that I love about him.
"Wazzup? Why are you scowling at the corner?" Amakusa Seinosuke a.k.a kin-san smiled at me. My face brightened up and I smiled back. "Got left by the morning bus?" he teased.
I cocked an eyebrow. "Makino Tsukushi never comes late, and for your information, I did not wait for the bus, I just let it pass me by." I said coolly.
Kin-san raised an eyebrow and smirked. "So then what are you doing here?"
I smiled sensually, took a bubble gum from my pocket and opened it slowly, having the time of my life. I put it in my mouth and started chewing it. I stood up and went towards his open window. "I came to wait for you." I whispered seductively.
The smirk didn't leave his face. "Still can't get enough of me? You had me all the way last night," he flashed his million-dollar smile at me. "Anyway, hop in." he reached for the door and opened it.
"Thanks, dude." And I went inside the luxurious car.
What a lucky day. Kin-san just saved my ass. And I'm not gonna let him know that I was really left by the bus.
"What's that?" he asked me once we hit the road. He's looking at the plastic bags beside me.
"Oh, these," I frowned and waved a hand. "Would you believe that my old hag woke me up at 4 in the morning only to send me to market?!"
The hunk laughed. "I remembered that I dropped at your house at around 2, right?" he chuckled.
I rolled my eyes. "Yeah. What a good sleep I had. Only two freaking hours."
"Well that's pretty bad. Anyway, are you free today?" he asked.
I looked at him and smiled. "No, hot stuff, I'm sorry. I promised I'd go find a job with Yuki today. You know I can't let her down." I opened the window beside me and mindlessly spit the bubblegum. I turned to him. "But I can make that up, if you want to . . ." I smiled lazily.
He stopped the car just a few meters away from my house. I got off the car and went around to his side and kissed him on the cheeks. "Thank you, lover boy. I had a great time last night, and its nice riding in your car."
"I'm sure you do, Tsukushi. Call me if you're free, I'll bring my friends with me." He said.
I frowned and placed both if my hands on each side of my hips. "How the hell can I call you? We're extremely poor, you know,"
"Oh, yeah, I'm sorry, I forgot!" he said in an apologetic tone.
"And you said that you're gonna give me a mobile phone for my birthday?" I cocked an eyebrow.
Kin-san smirked again. "Your birthday is still six months away, dearie, but since you are so insistent about it . . ." he reached out for a box on the compartment, and then handed it out to me. "Here's my gift, honey."
My eyes grew wide at the thing on my hands. I was speechless. I was joking and yet he took it for real!
"Kin-san . . . I . . . you . . . I don't . . ."
He laughed heartily. "For the first time, Makino Tsukushi was speechless." He stared at me and put a hand on my neck. "Come here," he pulled me and gave me a chaste kiss on the lips, and then smiled when he let go of me. "I thought you loved the things we rich men give you?" he whispered.
I got irritated by that. "Of course I love nothing but those! But you're different! You are my best bud! You're not brainless and definitely you're not lame when it comes to women . . ." I laughed out loud and then, "Thanks, kin-san. No rich hunk can upstage you in my heart."
"Why, I'm flattered," he smiled and started the engine of his car. "I'll get going now, honey, before your mother comes out." He winked at me and then drove away.
After he was gone, I went inside the apartment and found mama on the doorway, her hands on her hips and she has a scowl that was pretty similar to mine.
"What is that?" she asked me, looking at the box in my hand.
"Nothing," I simply said and I shrugged my shoulders. "Why won't you ask what's this instead?" I lifted the plastic bag to her face and smiled sweetly.
Mama took it but still she didn't leave the door. I am getting impatient and I'm excited to see my cellphone. I'm pretty tired too and I'm getting pissed again. "Mama, you know Kin-san. He's my best bud since I entered Eirin Academy. We have no relationship at all." I explained on what I think was the billionth time already. It always happens whenever I hang out with rich guys. "Now if you please let me in . . ." I said impatiently.
"I didn't enrolled you to that prestigious school just to mess around with the rich people in there!"
I rolled my eyes and gently pushed mama to enter the room. "Puh- leaze, mama. And who do you want me to hang out with? Unfortunately Yuki and I are the only 'commoners' in school."
I went straight for the kitchen and I saw Susumu on the table, his head buried on the thick book he's reading. "Hey, Susumu!" I called him as I opened the refrigerator, taking out a pitcher of juice.
"Uh, hi." My brother replied without even looking at me. Mama followed me in the kitchen.
"And now that you're out of high school, what are you planning for college? You've got to study in a prestigious school Tsukushi-chan." Mama said, pulled a chair and sat beside Susumu.
"Mama, where do you think you could get enough money to pay for my studies, huh? Papa will soon lose his job, and I'm not doing well at the dango shop either." I placed the pitcher back on the ref and then I headed to the sink. "I think I should enroll at the public university."
"No Tsukushi! You will not do such thing!" mama cut me off. "For you to be able to get a decent job, you have to study at a well-known school! Companies won't just accept you if you came from a public university!"
"So then why are you getting so angry every time I hang around with rich people? Shouldn't you be happy? I could marry one of those rich guys, you know." I said, leaning on the sink.
Mama eyed me. "But are you happy with it? You're like a weed that was lost in a garden full of beautiful flowers! People might think you're a whore, that all you want with those rich men are their money!" mama sighed when I didn't answer. I just hate it when she herself thought of me as a whore. "Tsukushi, all rich men are selfish, arrogant, male chauvinists-"
"And freaking idiots. I know that mama, there's no need for you to repeat that every single day." I cut her back. I'm getting angry now. "But whether you admit or not, we need them. We need their money. Just be thankful that I can get what I want without selling myself." I stood up straight and went upstairs.
"Tsukushi I'm not done with you yet!" mama was downstairs.
"Don't worry mama, I don't give a bull on what they think about me. Your daughter is a weed, remember that." I smiled faintly and went inside my room.
I threw myself on the bunk bed beside the window. I know mama was feeling okay now with what I said. She's in relief knowing that I can take care of myself. But sometimes I'm hurt every time she accuses me of being a hooker.
I sighed heavily and traced my new cellphone with my finger. So what if I love money? So what if I like rich guys because of what their money can do to me? So what if I'm lazy sometimes and can be a real klutz? What important is that I'm a weed. I can stand on my own. I can carry myself whenever I go, and nobody can hurt me just because I'm poor and just a commoner.
People think I'm a hooker. A professional bitch. A high-class prostitute. Fuck them all! How can I be a 'high-class' prostitute when I'm this poor? Is it my fault that I have this certain 'thing' that attracts rich guys like honeys to bees?
They also say that I'm not that pretty. But who cares? As long as I get what I want from those idiot millionaires, I have nothing to worry about. I'm no hooker and definitely I'm not a bitch. This is just the way I am, and I hide nothing.
Yuck. Why am I getting melodramatic this time? It doesn't suit me. It sucks.
Someone threw a stone at my window. I cursed out loud and looked outside. Yuki was standing below and she looked pissed.
"Well?!" she shouted, her hands on her hips. What is it with that position? All women seemed to do that when angry.
"Well??" I shouted back. What is it this time?
"Well?!?! For your information, you've got a promise to fulfill!?" she shouted irritatingly
I stood there for a moment. "Oh, yeah! Hold on a sec! I'll be right there in a minute!" then I rushed to the bathroom. I heard her shout back.
"Well, make it faster, dimwit!!"
Alright, so I was dressed up and went down in record time, panting. "Why are you so angry anyway?" I asked her once we were in the waiting shed, the same place where Kin-san had found me. Yuki was still frowning.
"I'm really pissed off today. I had a fight with my parents because of the party last night."
I laughed at that, and then putting an arm on her shoulders, "Same here, Yuki. Now, now. Forget about that. Where are we heading anyway?" I asked her.
She smiled and the bus came. We went inside and she started bubbling once we were seated.
"We are going to this huge mansion in Sagayata, Tsukushi!" she said, excitement in her tone.
"What? Where's that place? And why the hell in a huge mansion?" I frowned and took a bubblegum from my pocket and ate it.
"I saw in the Classified Ads that they're hiring maids in there. And guess what? They're even offering free tuition fee for those who are still students! High school or college! Isn't that cool! We have to get there first before it's too late!"
My eyes grew wide and I stared at her. "Oh, no, Yuki, don't pull my leg. There's no such thing like that, and that place doesn't exist. No." I shook my head and looked out on the window, convincing myself that the solution to my problems is right there.
Money. Tuition fee. Mansion.
"But Tsukushi, it's true! I'll show you. The Doumyouji mansion is really huge!" she exclaimed.
I guess my eyes would pop out of their sockets any moment. I harshly turned to her. "The DOUMYOUJI mansion?! The DOUMYOUJI clan??! The DOUMYOUJI Financial Combine??!!" I blurted.
Yuki just nodded, grinning from ear to ear. "Now stop shouting like a lunatic witch and calm down!" her grin was replaced with irritation. "They're offering a good bargain, and it's just what we both needed."
"But that is the Doumyouji mansion you're talking about?! You should've told me what to wear!" I scowled and Yuki looked at the olive green mini skirt and black tank top that I was wearing.
"As if you cared on what they'll think," she smirked.
I rolled my eyes. "Whatever."
The bus reached the Sagayata (whatever) and then we took a cab that led us inside a private village. It was very hard to find, according to the driver, because it was exclusively for the rich people. I sneered at that. Even a commoner like me isn't allowed in this place, unless I work in one of the mansions.
But hey, that's the reason why I'm here, right?
"It looks creepy," I told Yuki, who was looking at every mansion we pass by. I would likely to keep the admiration to myself than be like this child-woman that the excitement was really obvious on her face.
"Creepy? It's marvelous, if you ask me," she answered without even bothering to look at me.
"There's no need to ask, it's obvious," I murmured and sank on the leather seat of the cab.
"Mr. Driver, take us to the Doumyouji mansion," Yuki instructed the driver.
"Yes, ma'am." He replied and drove away, towards my new home. Buwahahah!
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END OF CHAPTER ONE
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Isn't it cool?
I liked the idea of Tsukushi being a material girl, and acts really cocky.
Now let's see what Tsukasa's reactions will be.
Will he fall for her?
Or she's the one who'll fall for him?
Okay, kill me if you're disgusted with this fic. But I'll haunt you afterwards. Lmao.