Disclaimers: I don't own Ragnarok Online. It belongs to its respective owners. I, however, own the characters used in this fic.

I thank everyone for reading and reviewing chapters 1 and 2. Here's Chapter 3 for your enjoyment.

Chapter 3

A very distressed Ariadne began to pace back and forth inside the waiting room, dreading to hear the news about the Alchemist. Hathor, meanwhile, managed to remain calm and was in deep thought again. Gaignun was also with them though it was against his will.

"Stop walking around this room like an idiot, Ariadne. You're making me dizzy." The eternal woman hater snapped as he raised his legs unto atop of a desk. Apparently, he was getting bored already.

"Shut up! What if something happens to her?!? What do we do?! We'll be responsible for it!" the blonde Huntress retorted, her black eyes flashing angrily. Griemhild was already getting through her nerves and with him bickering around didn't help either!

The Priest in the room sneaked a glance at Ariadne, her chest heaving angrily as she began a shouting match with the Wizard. The nineteen-year-old girl had blonde hair tied back with a black bandanna to match her eyes. She was a bit short for her age, standing at least five feet and two inches.

The girl suddenly felt his gaze at her for she said, "Why are you staring at me like that, Hathor? Do I have some dirt in my face?"

Unferth Hathor's face suddenly blushed a bright red and he looked away quickly. "N-nothing…" he said, his voice trailing off. 'Come on! Remember your Oath of Celibacy!' the man reminded himself angrily.

Suddenly, the female doctor appeared on the doorway, smiling at them. "She's okay now. Thankfully, the arrow missed all her vital organs."

"Alright!" the Huntress cheered.

"But she needs rest so… anyone volunteers to watch her? I still have a lot of tasks to do today."

The blonde-haired girl and the servant of God looked at each other and smirked knowingly. "Take care of her, Gaignun! We've got to go!" they chorused, already heading out of the room.

"What?! No way! I won't allow it!" the indigo-haired Wizard protested, his eyes already burning with hatred towards his party mates.

"As Guild Master of the Ulysses, I command you to take care of the Alchemist until she feels better. Besides, she saved your life, didn't she?" Hathor asked rhetorically.

"Fine…" the twenty-two year old Wizard grumbled, entered the room where Orihara Ayami was resting.

Ayami, meanwhile, was staring outside the window, bored to death. Her wound had just been bandaged and though it hurt, something else preoccupied her mind.

'Why did I do it…?' she asked herself. 'Why him…? Griemhild Gaignun, the eternal woman hater? I knew it was him just before I lost consciousness.'

The raven-haired girl suddenly reminisced about the past. She remember it so clearly… him, destroy all the reputations of all those he had a fling with, most of them being Ayami's close friends.

'Am I going crazy…? I swore to get back at him in front of my friends but now… I saved him. I saved his worthless life!' she thought, gripping hard on her feathery fan. 'He deserved much more than what he has done!'

"Well, well, well… Aren't you Orihara Ayami?" he mocked as he began to approach her.

Ayami suddenly swore to herself as she felt her cheeks begin to turn pink at the sight of him. 'He's… changed.' Was the only thing that entered her mind as she began to stare at the bishonen-looking man in front of her.

"Too speechless to see me, Orihara? I'd figure out you would, considering that I've become more handsome through all these years… but too bad, I hate women, especially you!"

Instead of getting angrily, she began to smirk. "Oh, is Griemhild gay then?"

The Wizard suddenly turned red in anger to which the Alchemist mistaken for a blush. " You are?!"

"I AM NOT, YOU FOOL!!!"

"Prove it then. Prove to me that you're not gay, Griemhild." She challenged.

Griemhild Gaignun suddenly became furious at himself but tried hard to calm down, thinking quickly for a solution. He knew there was a way out of this predicament and before he knew it, an idea hit him and the twenty-two year-old began to smirk.

"How about you become my girlfriend, Orihara?"

The girl suddenly choked at his suggestion. Was he serious?!

"WHAT?!?"

"You told me that I'm gay and to prove to you that I'm not one, I'm challenging you to be my girlfriend. Of course," he said, walking towards the window. "Its not very easy to be one."

"And why do you say that?"

"Because, I want to see if you can serve me well. You know, like a servant to her master." There was a malicious glint visible in his eyes and she noticed it quickly.

Orihara raised an eyebrow. "Are you implying that I'm going to be your servant before I become your girlfriend?"

"That's right. Are you up for it?" he asked in a challenging tone.

The twenty-year-old Alchemist began to list out the pros and cons if she were to close this deal with the eternal woman hater. If she was successful, she MIGHT find true love but on the other hand…

If she were to lose, her dignity and pride would be at stake!

'Well, since I AM looking for a boyfriend, I might as well take this risk… who knows, eternal woman hater has a cuter friend living near his mansion!'

Clearing her throat, she began to speak. "I accept your challenge, Griemhild."

The indigo-eyed man suddenly smiled an artificial smile. "Good. After you've recovered a bit, we'll proceed to my house at Geffen and you'll begin your job as my personal servant. Will that be alright with you?"

She nodded her head in response. "Its fine."

Little did Ayami know, Gaignun has so many things in store for her. 'I'll make you suffer, Orihara…' he thought evilly and smirked as he began to formulate plans to make her life a living hell.