A/N : I hope you enjoy this chapter.

It is longer than the other chapters. :)

R & R Please !

Chapter 20

Nice To Meet You

As I climbed out of the limo, I took in the spectacular surroundings.

There was a large fountain. The front of the house looks new, but it has an old style.

There are pillars from the ground to the roof (four stories high).

Honey took my hand and led me to the front door, probably because I looked like I wasn't going to walk by myself.

"Are you okay?" Honey giggled at my gaping mouth.

I closed my mouth and nodded towards him. He giggled even more.

I am not really with it today. I feel so tired.

As we got to the door, one of the maids opened it for us.

Honey walked in and shouted, "I'm home!".

I then heard light footsteps coming from the corridor at the top of the stairs.

Then a man appeared at the top of the stairs.

He then jumped over the bannister, and landed about ten large paces away from us.

"Hello, you must be Ayaka. May I have the pleasure to fight with you?" he asked.

"Yes, let's fight." I said in a sort of monotone way.

Honey swiftly walked over to the side of the room. He then watched my every move with glittering eyes.

The man lunged towards me, and just before he reached me he swung his leg out, as if to kick me. But I jumped over him, spun around, so I was facing his back. I then kicked him hard in the back of the knees so he fell forward. A few seconds later, I was standing on top of him.

He should consider himself lucky that I put my blue converse on, because I can fight in heels.

I jump off of his back, he then jumps up and lunged towards Honey this time.

They fought for about five minutes until Honey had won his father.

He came and took his place at my side once more.

"Nice to meet you." I smiled.

"Nice to meet you too." he smiled back.

Honey then showed me around the huge mansion.

I tried memorize my way around, but it didn't work. I forgot the way out already.

"Honey, where exactly are we going?" I asked.

"We are going to the kitchen." his face lit up with excitement.

We were probably going to the kitchen for cake, because he was bouncing up and down.

I felt my mouth edge into a smile.

When we got to the kitchen, there was a huge pile of cakes lined up along the counters.

Chocolate Cake.

Strawberry Cake.

Cheesecake.

Victoria Sponge Cake.

Carrot Cake.

Fruit Cake.

Battenburg Cake.

Christmas Cake?

And other cakes that I can't even name.

Seriously there was a lot of cakes.

They all looked fresh.

They all smelled fresh.

"Which one do you want to try first?" Honey had asked me.

"Battenburg please." I managed to get out.

Honey smiled while he got a sharp knife off of the counter and dug it into the cake.

He sliced the cake and put it on a plate.

I walked over to him and started to eat the cake.

The cake tasted heavenly. It tasted really sweet as well.

Honey then cut a slice of the strawberry cake for himself.

No surprise there.

Once I had finished the delicious Battenburg cake, I got the knife and cut a slice out of the Victoria sponge cake.

That was heavenly.

Then a chef came through a door at the other end of the room, that I hadn't even noticed until now.

He was carrying a huge cake.

It looked like a chocolate cake with marshmallows piled on top. There were pieces of chocolate mixed in with the marshmallows. Then there was chocolate sauce dribbled on top.

"C'est ma nouvelle création s'appelle 'Rocky Mountain Mud Slide'." he spoke in French.

Translated I think that means ' It is my new creation called ' Rocky Mountain Mud Slide' '.

(A/N : I am not that good at French. Sorry if I got it wrong.)

Sounds sickly.

I want some. :)

He then set the cake down in front of us. Bowed. And then backed away.

Leaving us alone with the cake.