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SAKURA'S P.O.V
"I'm home~!"
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"Oh that's right I almost forgot, mom's working as always and dad's overseas this year." I looked around my empty large house, all the employees were on vacation this month and my mother took Shizune with her. Let's go change. Nodding I head to my room and let my bag drop to the floor, take off my clothes' and look into my walk in closet. Just wear anything.
Coming out I wore only a pair of soft white cotton shorts and a large baggy white shirt, I headed to the kitchen in the mood for something that for once wasn't sweet. I notice that both the fridge and cabinets are full of food but food that hasn't yet been prepared.
I sigh, Lucy, our wonderful foreign chef was out on vacation like everyone else. I was heading to my room convinced I'd just have to sleep on an empty stomach today. Wouldn't be the first time.
[Knock. Knock]
Someone's at the door~. Hmmm I wonder who that could be. I Climbed down the stairs and turned the knobs of the large expensive, wooden doors that lead in my home.
I was met by a pair of strange deep cinnamon brown eyes that stared at me indifferently.
Oh my god it's that guy from the window.
He bowed down to me rather low; making his soft light red hair cover his face and greeted me in an even tone.
"I'm sorry if I have disturbed you Miss, but may I ask are you Sakura Haruno?"
I felt my heart skip a beat and my face heat up, Gahh I what do I do, what do I do? I know how you feel just breath in deeply and let it out. Alright, In. Out. In. Out. In. Out-
"Excuse me?"
I'm chocking! I'm chocking! Why is he even here?
"Didn't your mother contact you?"
"M-mom?" Call her maybe she knows what's going on.
Shakily I head inside and go grab my phone. You do know you just closed the door on his face right?
"W-what? Oh, GOSH!"
I run back downstairs and rip the door open harshly letting it slam against the wall, rather hard.
"Oh my, I'm soo sorry, I totally forgot about you" I smile at him sheepishly and let him inside.
"Please, take a seat." He nods stiffly and sits down. I smile at him again and take out my phone, quickly dialing my mother's number.
"Honey? Hey! Oh! Red-kun? Yes, yes, you see his family's company is going bankrupt and since his mom is a dear friend of mine I offered to help them, but they insistead that they wouldn't do it unless they could somehow work for it, so they send Red-kun to us and I send him to you from now on he will be your new butler sweetie~ Oh! Will you look at the time! I gotta go, try not to be too much trouble for him alright?"
"What? W-wait!" She hung up.
Looking back I saw 'Red-kun' just sitting there looking like a beautiful statue. You're drooling. You mean we're drooling? *smirk* Yes, but you can't see me.
"Well I called her" I swallowed nervously.
He gets up and turns my way ripping off his school jacket and revealing a glossy, silk black tux underneath with tails and everything, just like a- butler.
He kneels in front of me and bows as if I were some type of sacred princess, "My name is Sasori, nice to meet you Ojou-sama."
So the one I've adored all this time is my butler? I don't know if we should thank the heavens or screech in fear of what might be hell fire's doing.
"P-please, no need to be so f-formal, it's o-ok just be yourself" I stuttered out, feeling my face heat up in embarrassment. Nice.
Suddenly I hear him snicker and he stands up, tilts his head and stares at me with a sort of darkness on his face.
"Well, since Ojou-sama said so, I will please myself."
W-what?
Well this could be a good opportunity to become friends. But what should we do?
"Sakura-sama, before anything else I'd like to sort something out immediately."
Studying? Smart. I like it. Yeah, just look at how big his eyelashes are, so soft looking and they look more like a reddish brown than anything. And those lips, so full and puffy, like ripe strawberries or something. His skin looks flawless and not an ounce of hair covers his mouth. Smooth, I wanna touch it now.
"Miss? Is anything wrong? I cannot concentrate with you staring at me like that."
"O-oh, I'm s-sorry" Curse this godforsaken stuttering.
The book I was currently reading flew out of my hands and before I could reach for it Sasori bent down and caught it.
"Would you mind sitting quietly, Ojou-sama?"
He's touching the waist, the waist!
Then his hand roamed higher until it was underneath my breasts.
"Maybe here is more suitable, Ojou-sama?"
Ripping his hand away I flew to the end of the table opposite of him and squeaked out, "S-sorry I'll sit nice and quietly h-here."
He smiled a nice charming smile. "My, look at how flustered you are blushing and all, very interesting reminds me of a kitty-cat."
Well. Not to say Sasori's gentle but more- dangerous!
At least life will become more than a bitter bubble huh?
I gulped, hard. We are in trouble.
Got that right.