I do not own KHR. Only Sawada Tsukiyo.

Tsukiyo didn't have a good night sleep. She was busy contemplating being in a place she doesn't know. Varia's headquarters. That was her only idea of where she was. And she was still thinking about being 'those' people's maid. Squalo's right. She might not even survive for the next three days. Plus, Xanxus deadly glare was still sending her the horror. She'd rather watch ghost movies than meet those eyes. Not like she's going to watch horror movies at all.

She glanced around her room. Not bad, for a maid. It's commodious. She has a king-size bed, a well-painted and nicely-decorated room. Why the hell was her room not like a maid's? It's not like she's complaining. It's even better than her room back in Namimori. Her eyes fell on the digital clock at the table near her bed. It was quarter to five in the morn. Seems like the gods of slumber failed to visit her. She decided to get up and walk towards the closet. She brought no clothes with her but Lussuria told her not to worry. They're a bunch of clothes in the closet in your room, she remembered him saying. She opened it and saw nothing but gothic-inspired maid uniforms. Wtf.

She smelled herself. She's getting stinky. No choice. She grabbed a towel and proceeded to the bathroom. Besides, she doesn't know what the Varia would do if she will not oblige to be their maid. Are they really that dangerous?

"Varia's the most skilled assassinating group for, who knows, around the world." The voice of Tsuna echoed inside her mind. She shivered. Assassinating group. Tch, Tsuna, you're a big boss now, huh?

After a refreshing bath, she slipped into one black, long knee-length dress with a matching white headband and skirt apron, sleeves only reaching her elbow. Quite comfortable, she thought. But of course, boy's casual clothes are more comfortable.

She was about to walk out her door when she noticed a horde of knives coming to her direction. Out of reflex, she instantly slammed the door and cowered back to her room. "What the hell was that?" She asked herself. Her heart was beating frantically and so was her breath.

"Ushishishi." She heard Bel's laughter. "Not bad, Tsu-chan."

Tsukiyo opened the door to see the outside and noticed a bunch of knives already darted on her door. Bel was nowhere. Trying to calm herself, more like trying not to faint, she cautiously slipped out of her room expecting another set of knives coming towards her but nothing appeared. She was looking around hysterically, succumbed into paranoia that any second now, something or someone would get the life out of her. She crouched down the floor. She didn't want to die yet. It was a good idea, she thought, in order for Bel's knives not to hit her. She was about to pass a door, next to her room, when it opened and showed Squalo.

"Vooii! Midget, what are you being stealthy about?" All hair on Tsukiyo stood up. She wasn't only surprised and scared, her ears were also suffering for crying out loud!

"Please don't kill me! I was just... I was just…," She exclaimed, tone lowering as she turned to see Squalo only with a towel draped around his waist. Tsukiyo retracted her gaze at Squalo, but oh, she can' was a good thing; Squalo entered his room again and slammed the door to her face before he could see blood flowing out from her nose.

After fixing herself up, making sure that the sadistic prince wasn't a threat anymore, she proceeded to the kitchen, which Lussuria showed her, yesterday. Not surprisingly, Lussuria was already there, preparing breakfast.

"Excuse me, s-sir." That was awkward. Tsukiyo didn't even know what to address her new masters, especially this person. Would it be sir or ma'am?

"Lus~nee, tsu-chan. Call me Lus~nee." He said, he disliking the thought of being called 'sir'. It was obvious as showed by his gloomy face. "And drop the formalities; you can call us by our names. We don't mind. Except for Xan-chan though. Let's settle him with 'boss'."

Xan-chan. She was stopping herself from a derisive laughter.

"Got it, Luss-nee," Tsukiyo replied, flashing him a smile, quietly snickering at Lussuria's given nickname to their beloved boss. At least, someone's close to normal. And Lussuria's not emitting a homicidal aura like the other's do so she's good with him.

"Oh, we're so having a good time together!" He said approaching her and held her hands as if they were the best of girlfriends. It was uncomfortable for Tsukiyo. "Besides, I have a collection of beautiful dresses, Tsu-chan. The ones you saw on your closet are just a fragment of my set. I can't wait to have fun with you."

That sound perverted.

Tsukiyo's spirit wanted to escape her body. Unfortunately, her spirit and her body are inseparable, unless fate permitted her to die. The time I got out of my room, I became a target for Bel's throwing knives game, Squalo just destroyed my eardrums and yes, he's darn hot, but now, this; I'm becoming someone's dress-up doll! Gawd, do you hate me? What else can make it worse?

"Lus-nee, what's going to be my errands?" She asked, crestfallen from the revelation of what her life's going to be in that unfairytale-like castle.

"Nothing much, really," he replied. Tsukiyo raised an eyebrow as if telling him, "You're kidding, right?"

"Hmn. You are Varia's maid for the time being but we have already a lot of subordinates to do the chores in here. You're the only lady in the entire castle, Tsu-chan. I'm jealous," he snapped to his wishful thinking again.

"So I'm here for nothing?" And being the only woman around- I knew it! I should have been born a boy!

Xanxus entered the kitchen and everything went dead silent. However, Lussuria's a talkative one. He keeps on nagging Xanxus what he wants to eat.

"I want a wine to my room, now, trash." He said to Tsukiyo in a callous tone. "And be quick." That's all he said before retreating back to his room.

"Moi, he ignored me," Lussuria said in still a merry tone. "He's really awesome, ne, Tsu-chan?" Tsukiyo was left dumbfounded. Crap, this is getting worser than ever. If she was mentally crying a while ago, now, she wants to jump off a cliff and die.

"Not for nothing, Tsu-chan. If the others want you to do something, you should serve them."

"In other words, I'm the personal maid here," she recited. What's that gotta do with 'nothing much'? She thought, giving him a silent glare.

"Right." Lussuria smiled like there's no tomorrow. Since she came to the Varia Headquarters, she'd been trying to control herself not to faint for a hundred times now, and this will be surely going to her list.

Levi entered the kitchen glaring at her. "So, why are you not following Boss' commands?"

The hell. Who are you? His wife? For her, Levi wasn't scary at all – just a stupidly devoted to the boss.

"Hurry up and get this to his room, midget." He said, authoritatively, tossing her a bottle of wine. Tsukiyo failed to catch it, but Lussuria did, for her.

"Levi-chan, c'mon, don't bully Tsu-chan. She's just new here. She'll get use to everything soon," Lussuria said at him, gaily. Lussuria gave took a wineglass at some cabinet and took one brown circular tray. He gave it to Tsu-chan. "Here Tsu-chan. You might as well hurry up. Xan-chan is quite an impatient person."

Are you even allowed to call him Xan-chan? "Y-yeah. Thanks," Tsukiyo replied, disappeared from their sight to where their boss is. She didn't even look at Levi. Oh, her impending death.

On her way to Xanxus' room, she heard an ominous cry for help. She gazed around but there was nothing. It was killing her. She's not a scaredy-cat, or so she thought. She started to walk faster but this time, she met a wall. She was sure this was the way to Xanxus' room, the same direction to where the living room is, which Squalo lead her yesterday. She turned back to the direction where she came from. Maybe, she needs to ask Lussuria about the routes around the castle. It's a big damned place; they wouldn't expect her to know everything at a short time, right?

She was walking at an endless hall. This is getting her nowhere. She may have been walking around for about an hour and there's no sign of anyone. She's getting tired. She can't find her way back to the kitchen. There were a number of doors and hallways, too. She heard a hissing sound and was tempted to look down at the ground. Her eyes widen in horror.

"Ahhhhhhhh! S-s-Snakesss!" She screamed at the top of her lungs and ran away as far as she could. She dropped everything she was holding and didn't even care about it being shattered to pieces.

"Ushishi. Job well done, Marmon. Watching other's fears is really pleasurable." It was Bel, stepping out from the shadows together with Marmon.

"No sweat, as long as I'm getting paid. Don't forget to transfer half of your account to mine."

"Half of my account? Ushishi. Who are you kidding? I only promised you a thousand euro."

"Then, it's game over." The grin on Bel's face vanished.

Tsukiyo noticed her surroundings changed drastically. Her eyes widen again. I'm turning insane. I'm turning insane! No, Tsukiyo. Get a hold on yourself. She came to a halt, and was heavily breathing.

"Tsu-chan, what's wrong?" It was Lussuria. She can't believe she's going to say this but –

"Luss-nee! I'm so glad to see you again!" She rushed at him and hugged him tightly.

"My, my, dear, what happened? You looked terrified."

"She's going to be terrified, all right. She didn't follow boss' orders. And worse, she dropped the glass and the wine bottle in front of boss' room," Levi said, popping out of nowhere. He faced Tsukiyo. "Are you trying to provoke the boss? How dare you, midget?"

Tsukiyo stood there looking like a dupe. "I was in front of Xanxus' room at that time?"

Right in tract, Marmon flew by and stopped before them. "It's no fun playing illusions on you, Tsukiyo. It was Bel's idea. He was paying me. It was for the sake of money." Being said that, he left. Tsukiyo, stoned to where she was standing, was being consoled by Lussuria. Xanxus came in the scene glaring at her.

"I-it wasn't my fault," Tsukiyo said in a low voice, not looking at him. He gave out a 'tch' and left. "Clean up the mess you made in front of my room, trash," he added.

Tsukiyo left and strode towards the direction of Xanxus' room. She was feeling gloomy. How dare they play with her? She has feelings, too. She knows how it feels to be miserable. She picked up the shattered fragments with her bare hands. She's not foolish to let the shards accidentally cut her hand anyway. She placed them on the circular tray. She sighed, and suddenly missing her family. Rather than being toyed like this, she preferred Lambo's presence add it up with Gokudera's retorts and Yamamoto's worry-free attitude.

"Voiiiii! What is this fucking mess all about?" Squalo said loud enough, reaching the maximum threshold of hearing, or even exceeded it. Tsukiyo, being surprised at his sudden appearance, clutched tightly the shard of glass that was still on her hand.

"Oi, what did you do to your hand?" When she looked at her hand was soaking with blood, and she felt the pain from it.

"I didn't do it. It was your fault for appearing all of a sudden!" Tsukiyo shouted at him. She was irritated. She had reached her temperamental mode. Squalo, surprised at her attitude, frowned.

"I told you, you don't know what you got into. You wouldn't even last for t- "

"Yes, yes, three days, was it?" She snapped back sarcastically. "It's not like I know from the very start that I'm gonna be your effin' maid! If I hadn't learned about Tsuna being the Vongola Family's boss or something, maybe I wasn't even sent here! But everyone of you, involved in this mafia, has been making his life a living hell!"

Squalo went silent. After which, Tsukiyo shook her head and looked at her like the usual Tsukiyo does – in fear. "Sorry. I just got swayed by my fury against Reborn. Sorry, sorry." She quickly picked up everything and ran towards the kitchen. Lussuria was still there and his face went worried when he saw her hands dripping with blood.

"You picked them up with bare hands, didn't you?" He asked holding out her hands. "But it shouldn't bled this much. Did you try to kill yourself?"

"I did not!" Tsukiyo instantly replied.

"Moi, Tsu-chan. Wait for me here, I'm going to get the first-aid kit, okay?" Tsukiyo nodded.

Tsukiyo proceeded to the sink to wash the wound when Belphegor entered the kitchen. She wanted to kill this guy, if she could. He's the root of her commotion for that day. He walked near her.

"Shishishi, what happened to your hand, Tsu-chan?" He asked, earning not a single reply. He was devoid of any attention from her, too. "Angry, aren't we?" Still, she did not give answers.

Unforeseen, Bel took her hands, and slowly cupped it to his face, making her face him.

"What are you doing?" Tsukiyo asked with a weird look; she was trying to draw back her hands but Bel's hand was holding it too tight.

"What? You want me to slap you?" Tsukiyo asked again, still trying to draw back her hands. "Let go."

"No."

"Let go."

He grinned. Tsukiyo sighed. A talk won't get this over. Tsukiyo's face suddenly lit up when a seemingly appropriate idea popped out her mind. She leaned closer to him, and since he was obviously taller than her, she looked up and blew strongly at his face causing his hair locks or rather his bangs, that are covering almost half of his face, to waver. It worked, Bel backed off. He had his right hand cover his face as if it was forbidden to do her act again.

Tsukiyo just stood there, enchanted. His eyes, those crystal-like blue eyes were to die for. Even though it was just for a moment, Tsukiyo felt she had glimpse of something in an endless azure abyss.

Lussuria entered the kitchen finding them in an akward silence.

"Your breath stinks, Tsu-chan," Bel muttered and took his exit. Tsukiyo, broke from the enthrallment, was offended and therefore, vexed. But even if she shouted back at him, it would be futile. He was gone. Besides, Xanxus might take some business of slaughtering her.

"Did he kiss you?" Lussuria asked, straightforward and even no doubt in his voice. He was wrapping her palm with bandage. Tsukiyo flushed red and yet he managed a frown. "I-It wasn't a kiss, Lus-nee. I just never knew he had beautiful eyes."

Lussuria smiled. "Cool and loyal, right?" Tsukiyo smiled back and nodded.

"You should have kissed him back then, Tsu-chan," he replied, a playful smile taking place on his face.

She blushed even more. "So you were there after all, Luss-nee?"

He shrugged. "I don't want to disturb the romantic ambiance, you know."

Romantic, my ass.