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Rose Hunter Chapter 10

Yuki followed from a safe distance behind as the dangerous crop wielding woman, he now knew to be named Jasmine, gave him a tour of his prison. Of course its furnishings would put any normal prison to shame. Giant red drapes adorned the large antique windows; red carpeting seemed to cover every hallway, which there seemed to be hundreds of. It didn't help that they all looked almost exactly the same. Had he been on his own, he might have been wandering for days before figuring out where he was going.

"If you continue down this hallway," said Jasmine, pointing to it with her crop, and causing Yuki to flinch slightly. "You will find the kitchens, and the dining area, along with various other rooms that are most likely collecting dust."

Before Yuki could even so much as glance at it, Jasmine was walking again, continuing to point down hallway after hallway; all which seemed to be used for rooming nothing but dust.

"Is all this space necessary?" asked Yuki a bit disgusted. There were homeless crowding the streets of Paris everyday, begging for some type of shelter, and yet here was this giant mansion with almost no one living in it.

He watched as Jasmine shrugged, "One thing you'll learn about Kamijo is that he doesn't do things small scale. Elegance and finery are both something he prides himself on."

Yuki snorted and rolled his eyes, he could believe it. Rich, arrogant, bastard. It was mid roll that his eyes caught a flash of something pink disappear into one of the rooms.

"Does someone else live here?" Yuki asked, signaling in the direction the pink had disappeared. He observed as Jasmine's eyes followed his line of direction, then to his shock, let out a groan of protest.

"I suppose you're going to meet her anyway, might as well get it over with now." Jasmine replied with a sigh before turning around and walking over to the door.

"Hey Princess!" Jasmine called loudly, pounding on the door with her fist, chains following just seconds behind making their own clanking noises. "Come out here for a second!"

Yuki watched in shock as the door flew open and out of it, a dagger, flying straight at Jasmine. Before he could even move, Jasmine tilted her head slightly to the right, the blade missing her by mere centimeters.

"I thought I told you not to call me princess Witch!" came an angry female voice. Yuki braced himself to face the owner of the voice, only to be completely floored by its owner.

Out of the door stepped easily one of the most beautiful women he had ever seen in his life. She had golden blond hair that fell down in ringlets over her shoulders; a red and pink rose covered headdress adorned the top of her head. Her dress was a mix of pink and white, and it appeared as though actual roses had been sewn into the skirt of the dress. She really did look just like a princess. He watched her face change from angry to calm in an instant as she noticed his presence.

"You didn't tell me we had company," said the woman sweetly. Yuki, however, didn't miss the glare directed Jasmine's way.

"You never gave me the chance," Jasmine responded just as sweetly, a beaming smile on her face.

Yuki stood there for a few minutes, unsure if Jasmine was going to introduce him, or if he should just introduce himself. However, the two seemed to be in the middle of some type of stare down death match. Yuki could almost feel the tension in the room as it grew, larger and larger, until he felt the need to step in between the two.

"It is an honor to meet you, m'lady," Yuki said bowing politely; breaking the staring contest.

"Oh sure, you're polite when meeting her," he heard Jasmine mutter from behind him.

"The honor is mine," the woman responded with an elegant curtsy. "You may call me Hizaki, and you are?"

"This is Kamijo's newest assassin," Jasmine cut in before he could reply, "Yuki."

"You must have some skill then," Hizaki responded, her eyes looking him up and down. "You're not dead."

Yuki opened his mouth to reply, but once again Jasmine beat him, "The only reason, being that Kamijo has taken an interest in him. You know how he gets when he's bored. Always wanting to know what makes people tick."

"Well Yuki, if Kamijo has taken an interest in you, you must be fascinating. I look forward to talking with you more. If you'll excuse me, I have to finish getting ready for dinner this evening."

"Yes princess, heaven forbid Kamijo see you with a hair out of place," snickered Jasmine.

Yuki barely had time to dodge as Hizaki pulled out a dagger from the confines of her dress and threw it, once again missing Jasmine by centimeters. He made a mental note that this was another woman he did not get on the wrong side of.

"I'm warning you Witch," Hizaki threatened coldly.

"If you would like, I can escort you to dinner," Yuki offered, trying to once again diffuse the tension in the room. What was with these two?

"What am I? Chopped liver?" Jasmine said exasperatedly.

Hizaki smiled, though whether it was from Jasmine's frustration or his offer, he wasn't sure.

"Thank you for the offer, but I have already accepted Kamijo's invitation; Maybe another time?"

"Of course," he replied with a smile, watching until she disappeared into her room. This prison was looking a whole lot better.

Turing around he came face to face with a fuming Jasmine. In an attempt to calm her down he asked, "Would you like me to escort you to diner?"

For a brief moment it looked as though she was going to explode, then her face went completely calm. A sinking feeling settled in the pit of Yuki's stomach as an overly sweet smile appeared on her face.

Smack.