I was dressed in a burgundy red dress that reach my knees, and had sleeves that went down mid-arm. There were golden laces in the front and and near the upper part of my chest, there was a small golden bow tied there. All in all, it was beautiful.
"Misa-chan, you look adorable!" Satsuki squeals in delight. Misa-chan? That's a new one.
"Thanks," I say, giving a little twirl and watching the skirt fly in a circle behind me.
"Oh, Master Usui told us that he wanted to see you once you were done changing," Honoka chimes in. I nod.
"We'll be leaving now! Bye Misa-chan!" Satsuki calls, running out of my room and slamming it shut. They really were kind people. I slip on some beige sandals, and walk downstairs to meet with Usui. I see him waiting for me at the front door.
"Hello, sir," I greet with a small bow. He chuckles.
"You can call me Usui," he offers. I nod.
"Usui it is," I say. He smiles. "You wanted to see me?" I ask.
"Yeah," he says. "Have you ever gone horse riding?" he hinted. Was he going to take me to ride a horse?
"Um, no," I confess, blinking a few times at the rather random question. He grins.
"Great, I'll get to be your first, then," he teases. I blush a dark shade of red, and punch him in the arm a few times.
"You pervert, don't say things that can be so easily misunderstood!" I fume, still punching his arm.
"Ah ah," he made a sound of disapproval, catching my hands in his. "A slave shouldn't hit her Master," he sighs. "Guess I'll just have to punish you," he whispers, cupping my cheek in his hand. My eyes widen, as he slowly backs me up into a wall. "Call me 'Master'..." he orders, his hot breath against my ear causing shivers to run down my spine. All of a sudden, vivid memories appear into my head. My knees buckle and I find myself sobbing uncontrollable on the floor.
"Please don't hurt me..." a five year old me cries. The older man takes a chug out of his beer bottle before turning back to me, a sadistic smirk permanently plastered onto his face.
"Shut up and enjoy what I give you... worthless brat..." the scary man said, pulling out a small blade, and drawing blood from my wrist.
"Misaki!" I hear a voice yell. I snapped back into reality. "Misaki, what happened?!" he demanded. My throat stings from the crying, as I rub my red eyes with my hands.
"P-please don't hurt me... Master..." I whisper. I feel warm arms embrace me, though I barely register it. What the hell was that? It seemed almost like I'd experienced that dream-like "memory". How could that be possible? I knew about my past, I was certain that I wasn't a slave before... I don't understand anything right now...
"I would never hurt you..." he mumbles. "I'm so sorry, I'll never do that again," he says, and I can hear the sincerity in his voice. After a while of silence, I feel him pick me up. I don't struggle. There was too much thinking going on in my head for me to struggle. I was put down on a soft mattress. Wait, I didn't own a soft mattr- ah, right. I worked in the Walker Household now. And this was my room.
"Usui..." I whisper, gazing at him with my amber eyes. He stares back at me with those captivating emerald orbs.
"Shush... it's time for you to go to bed, my lady," he instructs, lifting the covers over my body to give me warmth. He looks at me with a pained expression. I bite my lip. I felt kind of guilty for reacting that way, but I truly couldn't help it. I was scared out of my mind, and the even more terrifying thing is I don't even know why.
"What were we going to do today...?" I wonder aloud, slowly dozing off.
"We'll do it tomorrow," he promises, placing his hand over mine. I nod slightly. "Goodnight," he says, and I hear him get up off the side of my bed and proceed to leave the room.
"Goodnight..." I murmur, not caring if he was even there anymore or not, as I let sleep take over my being. I'll explain things to him once I figure out things myself first. For now, I just needed some sleep.
"Good morning, Misaki-sama!" I hear two high pitched voices call. Misaki-sama...? Who was that?
"Wrong room..." I groan, burying my face into a pillow, trying to fall back asleep. One of the voices giggles, and I feel a hand tap me on the shoulder.
"Uh, you are Misaki Ayuzawa, correct?" she asks. I lift my face out of my pillow and open my eyes to see a girl with green hair and oval shaped glasses, dressed up in a maid outfit. I blush.
"Ah, yes! I am... Sorry..." I stammer quickly. She lets out a polite laugh.
"It's quite alright," she says. I jump out of bed, ready for work.
"Alrighty! Oh, do you know where I can find my uniform?" I ask the green haired maid. She laughs nervously and shakes her head.
"Nonsense," she smiles. "We have direct orders from the master to treat you as a guest, and to not let you do any work," she notified, guiding me back into my bed. I frown and shake my head.
"Please let me work," I plead. "I'll feel really bad if I don't..." I sniffle, fake tears threatening to spill out of my eyes. I've perfected the act of crying on cue back in a high school play when I had to play Juliet in Romeo and Juliet. The green haired maid sighed. Yes! Sighing is a sign of giving in!
"Fine... but talk to the head maid, Satsuki, about it. She has the uniforms," she explains, smiling at me. Her eyes widen quickly. "Oh! I haven't introduced myself, right? I'm Subaru," she introduced. "I've been working in this mansion for... five years now, I believe? I'm one of Satsuki's most trusted maids," she grins, boasting a bit. The other maid with auburn hair and red eyes gives me a friendly smile.
"My name is Erika," she says a bit awkwardly, just as I had when I was forced to talk about myself to Usui. "I've been working here for two years so far, so I'm fairly new," she explained. I nod my head.
"Nice to meet you both. I'm Misaki as you guys probably know already, and I hope we can be good friends," I conclude. "I'm off to find Satsuki now," I announce, walking out of the room in the same burgundy red dress I wore yesterday before... Oh gosh, how will I face him after what happened? I sigh. He was supposed to be at work right now for about five more hours, so I have that much time to prepare how I want to confront him about yesterday's events.
Suddenly, I see a blob of purple dash down a hall. It immediately catches my eye. Y'know, purple hair probably means Satsuki! I chase her down the hall, and I see Satsuki open a door, then close it behind her as she entered. I clear my throat. Walking up to the door, I tap my knuckles against the door a few times, resulting in fairly loud knocks. The door opens within a matter of seconds, and Satsuki looks very excited when she sees me.
"MISA-CHAN! Of course you have my approval to marry Usui!" she cheers, jumping up and down like an overly excited high school girl. I stare at her, dumbfounded.
"Um...? I think I'm missing something here," I laugh nervously. "I'm here because I was told that if I wanted to become a maid here, I had to talk to you first..." I explain, crushing her dreams.
"Awwww... Just here for a job..." she pouts. "But yes, I can get that arranged for you immediately!" she explains, returning to her usual cheery attitude. I watch as Satsuki opens a closet, and grabs a maid uniform out. She digs through a few other compartments to fish out an apron and some shoes, before throwing the attire towards me. I catch it, surveying the clothing. It was actually a pretty modest dress, considering it was made for maids to wear.
"Thanks, Satsuki," I say, walking into a dressing room. Hmm, so the room Satsuki ran into must've been the maid's lounge room or something of the sort. I change into the uniform quickly, and smoothing down the skirt, I walked out of the dressing room. Satsuki immediately had a nosebleed.
"Misaki you're the cutest thing I've ever laid my eyes on! I'm sure Usui will be very pleased when he sees you in this!" she gushes, squealing in delight. I blush.
"Thank you," I smile awkwardly. That's a compliment I've never received before... Which reminds me about how I'm going to confront Usui.
My thoughts are cut short when I hear the sound of the front door opening. Uh-oh. Usui's home.