OH MY GOODNESS!!!! I am so terribly sorry for all my readers out there… I'm going to lose all you guys if I don't start posting more quickly!!! I've been lazy, and with high school… It's hard… But that is no excuse! I promise to try harder, and if you actually do read my fan fiction, thank you so much. I need your support to keep pushing forward. Well enough of me talking! On with the story!!
Chapter 5: A Helper or a Slave?
It hadn't even been five minutes and Ichigo was already torturing Kish. She made him put on a frilly pink apron that said princess in big bubble letters and sequins embroidered into it.
"You're kidding me right?! Do I really have to wear this?!"
"Yes! Because I can only imagine what you are going to do to me on your days."
"You're right." He smirked as he said that.
"Now clean up the mess I made!" He did so. I feel like a damn slave, thought Kish. It didn't really bother him though because he would do anything for her.
When he was finished with the mess, Ichigo ordered him to make her lunch. "What do you want, Princess Ichigo?" he said sarcastically.
"I don't like that tone and it's Master Ichigo to you!"
"You really are a slave driver," said Kishu under his breath.
"What was that?!?!" yelled Ichigo.
"I said what do you want to eat, Master Ichigo?" he said in a sweet, sincere voice.
"I want soup," said Ichigo.
"Soup? That's it? No five course meal you won't eat?" he said surprised.
"Do you want me to ask you to make me a five course meal I won't eat?" she asked, irritated.
"No, no. Soup is good."
"That's what I thought," she said sweetly. "Now the ramen is in the right cabinet over the sink." As Kish got the three minute ramen out of the cabinet, he said, "You know, you're kind of cute when you're all bossy." Ichigo just stared at him. I'm trying to make this as bad as possible and he like it!, she thought.
*Ding Dong* rang the doorbell. "Go see who it is."
"Yes, Master Ichigo." Kishu walked to the door and looked through the peep hole. It was the girls. Lettuce, Mint, Pudding, and Zakuro. "Uh oh!" said Kish under his breath. He immediately teleported back to the kitchen, scaring Ichigo half to death.
"You couldn't just walk?!?" she said angrily.
"No! It's the girls! What are we going to do?!" Kish said freaking out.
"You are going to answer the door in your cute apron, while I sit back and laugh."She did so immediately.
"You know they're not going to be happy when they see me answering the door, and hear about our little deal, Koneko-chan," he said with a smug expression. He was trying to persuade her to open the door. Not only would it be embarrassing and hurt his pride, but the Mew's would probably attack him.
"You know I can barely walk! Just go answer the door and its Master Ichigo!"
"Whatever." Kish walked slowly to the door. He put his hand on the handle and pulled it open.
"Kishu?!?!?" They all yelled surprised. Mint and Pudding burst into hysterical laughter at the sight of his apron. Lettuce and Zakuro stared at him, even more worried about Ichigo.
"Nice apron, nanoda!" yelled Pudding in between giggles.
"Where's Ichigo?" said Zakuro untrustingly.
"Princess Ichigo is inside laughing her ass off."
"That's Master Ichigo to you!" she yelled from the kitchen, then laughed even harder. Kish led the girls into the kitchen where he continued to make her order of soup.
"Ichigo are you okay?! He didn't do this to you did he?" said Lettuce at the sight of her bandages.
"No! Actually he wrapped them for me," she said remembering how sweet and gentle he was about it. It brought a smile to her face. Wait a minute!, thought Ichigo. What am I thinking?! I love Masaya!
"Oh," Lettuce said.
"Here's your soup," said Kish as he set it in front of her. "Anything else?"
"Are you guys thirsty?" asked Ichigo.
"Yes it is about tea time," said Mint looking at her.
"I want juice, nanoda!" yelled Pudding.
"Water's okay with me," said Lettuce shyly. Zakuro just gave Kish a death glare.
"Okay." Ichigo clapped her hands expecting Kish to get everyone's orders, but he just smirked at her. "What are you waiting for? Get my friends their refreshments!"
"I'm only here to take care of you, Kitty, not your friends," he said thinking he had outsmarted her.
"Well fine. I want a tea, water, and a juice," she said. Why does she have to be so damn smart?, thought Kishu.
"Fine, but I'll remember this on my days, Kitten. You just wait," he said smiling. As he walked out, the girls stared at Ichigo demanding an explanation.
That's it for this chapter you guys. I promise the next one is more interesting. I just need to get around to typing it -_-'. Please be patient with me. Thanks again to all my lovely readers. Leave a review please and keep reading!