NOTE: This chapter is in Arthur's point of view. The views will change depending on the chapter. Enjoy this chapter~

I open my eyes and see Alfred's smiling face looking down at me. I blink and sit up. We had arrived at Alfred's house. Alfred opens the door and steps out. He puts his hand out for me. I feel my cheeks heat up softly as I grasp his hand. He pulls me out and shuts the door behind me.

"Night Kiku." He said glancing at the chauffer. The Japanese man's gaze flickers to me and he sighs. He had a hint of remorse in his eye. That was an odd thing to do. Why would he sigh at me randomly? Also, what was with his expression? Did he not like me? No, we haven't even spoken.

"Good night master Alfred." He said and rove off quickly. Alfred chuckled to himself and squeezed my hand I had forgotten to remove. I blush and look at him. He starts to walk, bringing me along with him. I start to see his home and my eyes widen in shock. Who thought people even made homes this large?

I scan the home trying to take in the details. It was an old Victorian style mansion that was white and tan. It made my old home seem like a box on the street. It was just beyond words. Why did he even need such a spacey home if he lived alone? Wait, he never had said he lived alone. What if he others were here? I couldn't handle that.

"Do you like it?" Alfred said. His voice forced me out of my thoughts. I nod my head humbly and we continue walking till I have two large doors in front of my face. Alfred rung a doorbell and a loud instrumental song played. A Chinese man with his hair in a pony tail stepped out.

"Ahh, Welcome back master Jones." He said and glanced at me. I could tell he was studying me in my ragged appearance. I did the same thing back to him. He had on a tailor coat and white dress shirt underneath. A tie was around his neck tightly. He had black dress pants and shoes to complete the look. This man obviously had to be a butler for Alfred. All the signs pointed to it.

"Thank you Yao." Alfred said as he stepped in, dragging me with him. I smile at the older style architecture. Many people didn't appreciate such things anymore. He tries searching for any others in the house. It had such vast space that they could be in any of these rooms.

"I'll show you your room Arthur." Alfred said. I smile and trail after him. The place was so large so I stayed close. I didn't want to get lost while here. We walked around and I still gripped Alfred's hand. I was still shaken over everything that had happened early and holding his hand made he less anxious, We stopped in front of a green foor and he swung open the door.

"Here you are." He said and let go off my hand. I stepped inside and inside was an elegant drawer and walk in closet. I had no clothes so that was a waste. I spotted a queen sized bed with light blue covers. It had a few paintings hanging on the walls and was just overall nice. I smile and turn to thank Alfred, but he doesn't give me time to open my mouth.

"I have to get some work done so I must go. I'll see you tomorrow alright?" He said and handed me a maid dress,. I look at him oddly. He was serious about being in uniform? I gulp and nod at him. I would just have to bare the embarrassment an humiliation. He turns away, but then quickly turns back in haste.

"Remember to get up at seven. I'll have Feliciano give you your list of chores and…" I waited for him to finish his sentence. He snickered and leaned and planted a soft kiss on my forehead. I lit up in a extreme red shade all over my face. He chuckled and pulled away, but I still felt the fell of his lips lingering on my head.

"…and sleep well." He said and strolled out. I watch until he turns and is out of my sight. I sigh and sit on the bed. This whole thing left me with a bitter sweet feeling. If I could have never ended up in that retched sale in the first place. Being stolen and held against my will was so terrifying. I didn't know if they wanted to kill me or worse.

In my opinion being murdered wasn't as bad as being scarred with a memory for the rest of your life. You would never be able to act and be as you used to. Sure, it' would be similar ,but never the same feeling of life. I lay down on the mattress and heave out a tired sigh.

There was the sweet side of the feeling though. I don't understand why I get this feeling of security around Alfred. He has been nice, bur I've known him not even a day. He was a handsome man and seemed to have a nice personality as far as I've seen. Who knows if he's a secret creep though? He didn't come off like that to me though. He didn't seem to have some sinister side. What do I know?

I turn on my side and grab a pillow. I press it to my stomach and grip it tight. I stare at the wall with a tried expression. This whole day has been exhausting for me. I hear a knock on my door and the Yao butler came in with a set of pajamas. I sat up and he hands me the clothes. I take them confused.

"These are from the master himself." He stated and then left as soon as he came. I lay a hand on the soft cotton pajamas and find myself grinning. I close the door and lock it. I slip out of the rags I had for clothing and put on the pajama bottoms and top. It was baggy on me though. He must have been bigger then he looked. That or I was really small.

I slip under the covers of the bed and my eyes grow heavy. I close my eyes and think to myself. I had a huge day ahead of me with whoever this Feliciano person was. I burry my head in the pillow and feel myself drifting odd to sleep. For some reason one thing was one my mind as I slept.

The sooner I sleep, the sooner I get to see him tomorrow.

AUTHOR'S NOTE: So here is a new chapter in out little Brit's point of view. We still don't get any maid Iggy, but there is plenty coming next chapter! I hope to update for all of you again soon.