Author's Note: That's a record! o.0! I updated in less than 2 days! OMG! And it's of a decent length too! God, I must be bored!
The Winter of My Assassin Lover
-Previous chapter
"But what about you, Misao?" Kaoru asked innocently, her mischievous smirk betraying any tone in her voice.
"What about me?" Misao asked, not sure where this is going.
"You know… My Latin tutor… Aoshi-san," Kaoru said… a jovial look on her face as her handmaid's face turned into a tomato.
"That-that's none of you concern, Kaoru-sama!" Misao shouted out.
Kaoru merely busted out laughing, clutching at her sides as Misao couldn't help but do the same.
-Chapter 3
It was boring. No, let me rephrase that. It was utterly, indubitably, definitely boring. The days have gone by ever so slowly ever since she had arrived at their other mansion in Matsue and Kaoru could swear that she could even feel the wrinkles being bombarded into her bare skin.
Kaoru leaned against her elbow as she twirled her fork around in the spaghetti with her free hand. Misao was busy doing other menial chores… 'Not that they're too important anyway,' Kaoru thought with a frown adorning her features,' Father just dislikes servants moping around doing nothing… He prefers me to do it for them. By the way, where is that fat, old lout?'
She wandered around the empty halls of the gigantic building, occasionally stealing a glance out the window to spy them working hard, running to and fro to apply fertilizer to all the flowers that her father didn't even like. She exhaled in contempt as she thought,' Those whores won't even last until Christmas.'
Kaoru came upon an enormous door that led to an enormous room, the den, and heard giggling and moans coming from the inside. She wrinkled her nose in disgust. 'He's at it again… that fat ass. It's his fault mother left him.' Kaoru felt empty inside as her thoughts led to her mother. 'She should have taken me with her…'
The girl shook all thoughts out of her head and ran to the nearest door to the garden. "Ah screw this, I'm going outside." She burst pass the door and let her arms fly as she ran around the place, servants trying not to stare as it was disrespectful to their master's daughter. Kaoru didn't care. She was too ecstatic. She rarely had times like this to herself and she cherished every second of it.
Misao, with a bucket of flowers in her arms, saw a blur of color whiz past her and she wondered if it turning into autumn already. Shaking her head to convince herself that now was not the time for hallucinations, the girl continued on with her work, trying hard not to think that she was delusional when the same blur of color whiz past her again.
Kaoru lost rack of direction. She didn't know where she was going. All she knew was the sun on her face and the wind in her hair. She would give up everything for this moment. It was like heaven… only she wasn't laying on a cloud wearing nothing but a white, flowing garment that censored only the important stuff and she wasn't on a happy-go-lucky kind of high. Before she knew it, Kaoru ended up in the middle of nowhere… well, it's more like and endless grass field.
She shrugged her shoulders, collapsing into the grass that did nothing to harm her back as the grass was used as a cushion. She didn't care. She was out of that hellhole.
Kaoru sighed contently," Ah… I'm in heaven…"
"So heaven is somewhere without me?" a voice asked from above her.
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Kaoru wasn't the only one that was bored. Soujiro had to go through was seems like hours and hours of meeting up with people he didn't even know, his father's colleagues, and visiting people that can't visit him, his father's colleagues that can't walk.
Soujiro chewed on the pen in his mouth as he was supposed to write many thank you letters to people that had invited them over to their house. He sighed and looked over at the window on the right side of his desk. 'Is Kaoru looking at the same sky?' he thought idly.
After finishing the last thank you letter, which took around a day, Soujiro plopped upon his bed. He turned and snuggled into one of the feather stuffed pillows that he had received from the baron in Yokohama. For others, things like pillows were a common occurrence, but Soujiro appreciated every one of it. From his childhood, he would sleep in spaces unfit for even a dog, but he somehow still managed… and look at where he is now! That's one big step up the ladder, don't you think?
His thoughts strayed off to a certain raven-hair girl and he fell into a peaceful, dreamless slumber, one that he hasn't had in a while.
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"Oh, Sou-chan!" a feminine voice sang out.
Soujiro twisted in his bed, pulling the blankets over his head in hopes that the annoying, singing voice would go away… but that was wishful thinking. Someone tried to take away his bed sheets but he pulled them up just in time to prevent any cold contact coming to his face.
"Get up, Sou-chan! Why are you sleeping in today? You usually wake up before the whole household! Did you wet the bed again?"
With this comment, Soujiro bolted straight up and changed into appropriate clothing at the blink of an eye. He stuttered in a hard voice though his cheeks were tainted pink," Kama-Kamatari-san! How dare you insinuate that I would wet the bed! I'm 15 for goodness sake!"
The said butler waved his hand across his master's face and made a teasing expression. "Ah, yes. I forgot. You don't wet the bed. You have wet dreams, but you don't wet the bed."
The boy smacked his butler upside the head and grumbled about how gay men can be so embarrassingly direct, stomping off to the dining hall for breakfast.
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As he ate his breakfast with deadly silence, his face betrayed no emotion except faux happiness. Kamatari waited for his master, leaning against them wall, and as silent as Soujiro was being. The only noise that was emitted around the room was the sound of his father talking to himself about business meetings in his usual drunk demeanor.
Both sighed in relief as the old man took his ramblings elsewhere, occasionally slapping one of the maid's bottoms as they passed by the hallway. Not one decided to revolt against him for they knew that they would lose their jobs for that.
"Ooh! That man is such a pig! Shishio-sama is more refined than that!" the homosexual man exclaimed, his kimono flaring up in anger with him. "Oh, I feel so sorry for you, Sou-chan," Kamatari implied, patting Soujiro on the shoulder," You have to deal with that brute everyday."
(I hold no offense to gay people, lesbians, or bisexuals. Quite the contrary, I support them. If you have a problem with my opinion, take it outside If you choose to do otherwise, I will report you to the administrators.)
Soujiro gave another heaving sigh," I feel sorry for myself too."
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Because life inside the mansion was so uninteresting, Soujiro decided to go take a walk outside to prevent his mind from exploding from the lack-luster. On his little journey to the outside world, Soujiro spied a certain girl running around the place in what it seems to be sheer joy. With the speed that he acquired from being beaten all the time, a person has to run away sometime, Soujiro chose to follow his love to a grassy plain. He saw her abruptly stop and fell upon the soft, green grass.
"Ah… I'm in heaven," he heard her sigh out in content.
Soujiro couldn't resist the fact to catch her having fun without him, thus, he walked to her, head about 6 inches from her face and calmly asked," So heaven is somewhere without me?"
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thundersister: Hey, ya'll. I know it's a little shorter than the previous chapters, but I wanted to give you guys a chapter before I go on a vacation to San Diego. I wouldn't want my fans to think," Where did she go now!"
For those of you that read the my ending author's note in chapter 1, the word that used to make blush was '-----'. And, no, the word is not 'sex'. I will give you only one clue, and if you don't get it right this time… then I'll think you're too young for this kind of thing suggest that you discontinue reading my fanfic.
Clue: It is the shortest male appendage and it starts with 'p'.
XD You better get it right this time! Or else! (shakes fist)
By the way, I was wondering if any of you guys out there have a xanga? Because I have one and it would be great if you were to subscribe to me!
Here are the replies:
SoujiroKaorufanatic: Hahahaha. I'm famous too. I made the popular What the Hell is Going On! Fanfic. It seems as though Kaoru doesn't like your bigheadness. Lol. I know how you feel. When I was doing my fanfics, I got so tired… I wanted to rip my hair out and scream at the computer," Why can't anyone make Sou/Kao fanfiction!" Yay, you're the 2nd person to request a lemon.
Naughty Girl: Soujiro's a boot? It's kind of hard to imagine him as foot ware… So… do you want a lemon or not! I don't want a maybe answer! It confuses me! SD
Lynnie6: So far, you're the one person that reviews me the most! Congratulations! Yay! You're the 3rd person to request a lemon! (I've been keeping track) Thank you. That's what all my friends tell me… And they're in 9th or 10th so it's kind of freaky…
That's all for now! Ja ne!
