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Mine

Summary: Yuya Shiina has been sent to work at the manor to pay off her late brother's debt. Despite the ambiguous rumors surrounding the manor and its reclusive lord who has never been seen by the townsfolk, Yuya didn't care, until one night…

Chapter One

"I hope I can finish this before night time." Yuya thought scrubbing furiously the dusty floor. It was irritating because other than her, no one seems to pass this way and yet everyday there was new dirt to scrub, dust to sweep, and windows to wipe.

It was already mid-afternoon, the sun shining through the windows giving light to the otherwise cold and rather haunting hallway. The east wing on the second floor has been Yuya's task ever since she came. Mahiro, one of the maids, was sick, so for today she also had to do the laundry. Given the fact that there were only five people including her living in the castle, she wondered how the laundry had seemed to pile up and had taken her forever to finish.

Yuya paused from scrubbing and wiped the sweat from her brow, and gave out a soft sigh. "Oh onii-chan. If only you were alive…"

A door creaked…soft enough that it could have been pushed by the wind but loud enough for her to take notice. Curious, she approached the creaking door. Strange….it was the room that she was supposed to leave alone. The door was always locked, and given the number of rooms she had to clean, Yuya wasn't looking for more. But now, she was strangely curious.

Her hand was midway upon grasping the knob; a simple push would do it, when she felt a flutter of breeze and a distant rumble of thunder. She looked outside and saw dark clouds covering the sky.

"Oh no! My laundry!" Yuya ran hastily leaving her scrub, broom and cloth in the middle of the hallway.

The east wing hallway was now only lighted with some candles that weren't really a big help. They kept casting creepy shadows that shifted with every flicker of the flame. Whatever. Yuya wasn't a coward. She was too busy grumbling, cursing the rain that caused her to waste the time taking inside her laundry when she was supposed to be finishing up cleaning.

"I wish Mahiro-chan would get well. I don't think I can handle cleaning and laundry. Cleaning the east wing is more tiring than me cleaning our previous house." Yuya thought to herself.

She looked at the remaining hallway as it stretched on; an irritated flicker entered her eyes. "Why is this place so big?" She quietly exclaimed to herself. The door to her right creaked open.

The sound surprised her.

An unconscious shiver passed through her and she gave a slight unwanted jump. She moved forward to close the door when the barest hint of light inside caught her attention. She gave a soft push and the door opened wide.

"Hello?" Well, that was stupid. It was in the middle of the night already. Aside from her, no one was bound to come up here, unless of course that troublemaker Benitora was trying to give her a scare and laugh at her expense. If this was some weird joke, she was going to show them.

"Hello." A voice answered her from the corner of the room.

Her heart gave a jump in fright as she turned. Her voice was lost and her eyes widened at the confirmation of a presence.

The voice chuckled. "Don't worry. I'm not a ghost."

Yuya saw the faint flicker of light until she came face to face with a living flesh and blood man. This she could handle. "You must be a thief then."

The man came closer, and this time, her heart gave another jump then but for a totally different illogical reason.

His eyes were black and filled with faint amusement and interest. He was tall, she noticed, a head taller than her and when he walked it was with silent grace barely making a sound. "I am Kyoshiro, Lord of this manor." He took her hand, bowed and gave it a light kiss.

"That's ridiculous." Yuya tried to hide the fact that she was losing her composure with his gaze and focused on her irritation at his absurd remark. "The master of this house has never been seen, and he wouldn't suddenly appear and grant me, Shiina Yuya, lowly servant, his exalting presence." She said sarcastically.

He gave her a quirky smile and then laughed out loud, head thrown back, the sound of his laughter vibrating through the empty room.

Yuya shivered at the sound and stepped back warily. "I don't know who you are and how you got here but you'd better leave before morning. I'm going to have to tell Okuni-san about you." She warned. "So I don't care if you're a homeless person with no place to go…"

The last remark sounded ridiculous even to her own ears. He was too… handsome. But he could be a thief.

Yuya started to turn away when the man grabbed her hand and pulled her back to him. Yuya spun frightened and didn't even react as he kissed her. Her eyes widened in surprise and her mouth made an inaudible sound in surprise. He took that vulnerable moment as an opening and kissed her deeper, his tongue exploring her mouth.

Her shock passed and she managed to push him away hard enough to break the kiss. Her eyes were filled with anger and embarrassment and she wiped her mouth with the back of her hand to erase the kiss. "I'm going to tell…" She threatened, tears formed at the corner of her eyes and she blinked them away.

"I'm sorry….but you were just too sweet to tease." He gave her a coaxing smile.

Yuya didn't answer and went to for the door getting ready to run as soon as she opened it.

"Go ahead and tell Okuni and the rest. And why don't you try to visit me in the morning too?" He called out after her.

She heard him chuckling as she ran out, her heart still beating too fast. Her first kiss! No way was she going to visit him again, night or day, but she sure was going to tell everybody about him. Then, she'd be the one to laugh while he was being thrown out, and hopefully it would still be raining then.

A/n: Review! What will happen when she does (cause she couldn't help it) visit him again in the morning? Another kiss? Or something much more…