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Chapter two, How Many Turns Before it Snaps?
Six fifteen on the nose was he found standing there, kinda just watching the doorbell with drooping eyes. Two large suitcases were by his sides, and he wore a simple black t-shirt with, "How many licks do you think it takes?" in big white letters, with a picture of a lollipop sticking out of some guy's pants. I think we all get the message there. A pair of baggy forest green cargo pants - much like the ones on the shirt - covered his legs. And his shoes. Even if one wouldn't think such from the shirt, it was indeed our little Lloyd.
When the butler opened the door, he did seem to study the shirt for a moment, but quickly moved out of the brunette's way, holding the door open respectfully. "Ah, good day little Master Lloyd. Master Zelos has been awaiting your arrival. He had ordered coffee for you both, and sits now in the garden. Before you visit him, however, I believe you should change into your new uniform..." Wow. They were really organized here. "You'll find that in the bathroom right over there."
After a moment of searching he found the bathroom of which the butler had been speaking of. Inside was a fancy matching set; a bathtub, a toilet, and a sink, and not to mention a bench-like thing covered in silks and velvets. Upon this was the outfit, and he freaked out when he spotted it. It happened to be, in fact, the maid's uniform. And this one wasn't very modest, let me tell you. Piece by piece he seperated the clothing, eyes large and mouth dropped open to gape. By gosh it was too early for this. A black satin collar outlined in white lace with a white bit of ribbon, pretied to make a bow in front covered about an inch of neck, and even had a little black chain go down the chest to where there was supposedly cleavage, and on the end of this little bit was a fancy heart tag, with his name already inscribed in it.
Following the costume further, the neckline plunged down pretty low and the top was made to cling to his torso...especially the gentle slope of his hips. The curve was accented with more white lace, along with the sleeves, and the flare of the top tail was lengthened by white net that showed off the dip in the waist of the miniskirt. Long black gloves were supposed to go on his hands, the end of the gloves reaching just pass his elbows. If only the skirt could be that long. Of course, there were white stockings that went from an inch past his knee all the way down...into black mary janes. Even the little apron thing that went over the front of the skirt seemed a bit shorter than it could be. It was pretty, however, lined with lace, and containing a little pocket...that was also lined in lace. The black string that wrapped around his waist to tie it on became thicker as it reached the ends, obviously made for tying a big, pretty, flowing bow behind one's back.
It took a bit for him to get into it, but once he was...he wanted out. However, the butler had decided to check up on him, and led him outside to the garden. In the center of the beautiful arrangements and walkways was a wooden table, decorated to try and look like as if it had been made from one of the oaks surrounding it. Already upon it was an adorable china set, of which two cups contained a steaming substance he knew to be coffee. He couldn't wait.
Our lovable red-head was sitting in one of the comfortable looking chairs, wearing some form of silken pajamas. In one hand was the paper, and the other held the cup of coffee belonging to him. Finishing his sentence, he looked up, placed his paper and coffee on the table, and clapped appreciatively.
"You wear it well," he said with a sly grin. "If your chest wasn't so flat, I'd think you were a girl. Just, the hair needs to be done, but..." he shrugged.
"This is the first, and last time I'm wearing this thing." Lloyd hissed, crossing his arms over his chest in pitiful attempts to hide himself.
"Oh come now! You only have to wear it here. Now sit, I have danishes and muffins that we can chat over. This is an easy day for you, because you're just learning."
Momentarily did he wonder if he could even accomplish such a thing, being as the skirt was so short, but he'd rather not get kicked out on the streets, so took a seat across from the red-head. The skirt did ride up, and he had to force himself from cursing and blushing. Instead he took the cheese danish that was offered to him by Zelos himself, one of those slender red eyebrows raising slightly.
"Very good. Now enjoy breakfast, and then we can begin." Just as he went to pick up his paper again, an even more skimpily clad girl wandered over to him, and draped her arms around his neck. "Ah...if you'll excuse me. I expect to see you finished and willing to follow my orders when I return."
"Master Zelos, is he a new toy of yours? He's so cute...we should show him a good time together," she purred, licking her master's ear. Lloyd twitched visibly.
"Hunny, you know I don't play with boys. Even if he is delicious, he's my little orphan servant, and I couldn't traumatize the poor little thing on his first day." laughing, the older male only grinned at Lloyd's harsh glare and red cheeks.
"Aw, alright...if that's what you want, Master Zelos."
They both left, leaving the poor brunette to curse at Zelos, saying things about how stupid and ugly he was...while sipping at the coffee and gnawing on his pastries. Even the emotionless butler, whom stood in one of the pathways that led off back to the mansion, gave a bit of a chuckle. "That one's going to change Master Zelos," he mused to himself, shaking his head.
When finally his master returned, Lloyd was inspecting the garden, as if finally seeing it for the first time. All the flowers seemed exotic to him, with their blossoms fully opened and aromas carrying him into a near-sleep stage. His large pools of chocolate were half-shut, and he didn't notice that he was giving Zelos a full view of everything underneath his tiny skirt. What other way was there to smell and stroke the pretty flowers? Finally, amused beyond reason, Zelos cleared his throat. Straightening immedietally, Lloyd looked over his shoulder at said red-head.
"Oh...I'm sorry, I didn't see you coming..." he rubbed the back of his head, turning to face Zelos fully. Snide remarks were almost given to the brunette, but instead a smile was tossed carelessly his way.
"I know you didn't." the smile turned into a grin, and for a moment Lloyd didn't understand the other meaning behind that. When he did, however, he quite resembled a cherry.
"Bastard! Cut it out! I didn't mean that, and you know it! Stop being such a-" he was cut off when a hand, gently yet with a firm grip, grabbed his jaw, forcing him to fall silent, and to look at the male whom had done so. Intense blue eyes sent a shiver down his spine, and he found himself nibbling on his lower lip.
"It's time to quit playing around and get to today's work. Come with me." Such a drastic change had occured over the period of a few seconds, and Lloyd found himself watching the ground as he followed Zelos. No other comments came to his lips, and he felt awfully helpless.
Moving into the towering entrance hall, he found his brown eyes studying the portraits and tapistries, showing off stories of Zelos' ancestors. Yanked out of his little daydream-like state by the very red-head himself, he automatically snapped to attention.
"See this bucket full of water? You'll be using this, along with this mop, to clean every floor in the house. Normally this is the maid's job, but I need her for other matters...when you're finished with that, return to my room for further instructions." the tone of voice he used scared him, and it was all he could do to snatch up the mop from the butler and hurry along with the job. Boy, his arms were going to cramp tonight...
The maid called for Zelos, and his mood lightened slightly with the smirk upon his lips. "I expect no slacking off from you, Lloyd. Maybe I'll reward you if you do well." what a strange guy. But he had left on that note, and Lloyd could only glare weakly at Zelos' back. Why that slimy little...though he had agreed to this, and if he didn't want to be tossed out onto the street, he knew it was his duty to do whatever was asked of him.
Countless hours and tile floors later, he finally collapsed on the floor of his master's room, aching all over and more tired than he'd ever been before. He didn't even notice the sound of the door opening, and then closing, followed by footsteps. That was why he was startled when a hand yanked him to his feet.
"I never said you could slack off, but thanks for the peak under your skirt." Oh boy...did he ever recognize that voice. Flushing violently, he spun around, and couldn't stop himself from raising a hand and forcing it in the direction of Zelos' cheek. However, he found it caught in an iron grip that was meant to keep his hand stationary, but not break it in the process. Wincing anyway, he attempted to pull it loose. "Would you really hit me? I took you off the street, and I can easily throw you back." it made him pause, breathing heavily with narrowed eyes. "Chill. I have plenty of bondage equipment to use on you if you decide to disobey me again. There are worse things than living on the street."
"Bastard..." Lloyd hissed in reply, all around regretting his decision to work here. Not with this guy...now with all these horrible tasks...
"Save that energy for your next job. I want you to go fetch the mail." Was it already that late? That was easy enough, he thought, so wrenched his wrist free and moved towards the door, when he was grabbed again and his earlobe was nipped. "Don't you dare turn your back on me like that," he whispered into Lloyd's ear...but let him go anyway. "You aren't dismissed until I say you are. But I suppose now you can go."
Grumbling, he rubbed at his ear, trying to forget the shivers that had coarsed through his entire body at the nibble. It was easy enough to find his way back to the door, as surprising as that may sound, but he did so, and hurried to the mailbox to snatch up its contents. Making his way back, he contemplated the strange behaviour of Zelos. One moment, so easy going...the next, so hard and cold...why? When he returned to Zelos' room, the red-head was sitting upon his bed, filing his nails. Looking up, those eyes narrowed.
"Don't bring me the mail!" he yelled, standing at his full height.
"But you said-"
"Not the mail you idiot...the mail truck!" a hand struck him across the face, much as he himself had been attempting to do to Zelos. Stars clouded his vision, and he even felt his eyes grow wet with tears as he sat on the floor where he had fallen from the blow, clutching his throbbing cheek. "Don't let it happen again! Now, go get me the mail truck!" Anger rose in his throat, and he felt that familiar urge to rebel against the orders thrown at him. Sometimes his father had been like this. Instead of letting the anger burn inside him, which would eventually lead to becoming soully focused on said anger, he let it chill over.
"Fine. I'll go get your damn mail truck." he replied in a dangerously calm tone of voice as he managed to clamber to his feet, storming off before Zelos could dismiss him, or grab him and punish him for not waiting for such dismissal.
Many such tasks filled the rest of the evening, leading all the way up to a very specifically requested dinner, which ended up all over the floor near his feet, and his ears still rung from all the yelling. So it hadn't been perfect...now he lay, curled up on the floor with a simple blanket tossed over his body, nude because he hadn't been given any pajamas, and because he didn't want to sleep in that infernal maid's outfit, feeling utterly miserable. But he wouldn't allow himself to cry. No, he'd face it like a man. And then he fell asleep.
Woken up by the prodding of a certain red-head, his chocolate brown eyes slowly flickered open. Gosh...had it been so chilly when he went to sleep? Sitting up, he stretched and yawned.
"Lloyd, did you sleep well?" Zelos asked, an innocent smile upon his face.
"Um...yeah?" he offered, raising an eyebrow. What was up with him today? He was even more surprised when that smile turned into an evil smirk.
"I'm glad. It must've been so comfortable sleeping on the floor in nothing. If that was the way you wanted to sleep, I would've been happy to have you in my bed." That's when he noticed that in Zelos' hand was the same blanket he had slept under. And then he understood why it was so cold.
"YOU FUCKING PERVERT!" Was heard throughout the entire house as the brunette attempted to snatch up the blanket, failing miserably. Zelos only laughed, tossing it away and pouncing on the smaller boy, pinning him down.
"You got it, hunny," he replied in a teasing tone of voice, tongue flickering over one of Lloyd's nipples, making him emit a strangled sort of squeal. One hand had been moving towards an area inbetween those thighs when one of his many girls entered through the door.
"Oh, is this a bad time?" she asked, seeming unphazed by the entire scene.
"Naw, I was just waking up my new little servant." he clambered off of Lloyd and brushed himself off, not bothering to look at the brunette at all. "Lloyd, go downstairs and start up breakfast. Greg knows what I like, so just ask him. I expect it to be perfect, unlike dinner last night."
Not only did he feel utterly embarrassed and stripped of his modesty and dignity, but now he was boiling mad as he snatched up the maid's outfit beside his little spot on the floor and hurried off to the bathroom to change. Stupid Zelos...he'd get that breakfast alright...shoved right up his ass! But he knew that he couldn't do this, and sighed dejectedly as he made his way downstairs to ask Greg about that breakfast. What kind of whacky orders were in store for him today?
A/n: Ta da! XP too...iffy? Please tell me what you think TT I tried so hard for you guys! I hope you like the juicy bits I added XD; take care until next time!
