Author's rant: Awesomesauce!
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"By the way, Gakupo," Luka quietly said and stopped in the middle of her tracks. They were in the middle of the corridor.
"What is it, Luka-chan?" Gakupo asked concerned. Oh no, what is she up to?
"Do you mind if I take a quick shower?" Luka plainly asked. "I feel disgusting if I don't bathe within 12 hours."
Safe for now… "Oh sure, the bathroom is over there to the right of the hallway," he pointed. "I'll ask Miki-san to bring you some fresh clothes. I'm afraid they aren't your type of clothing, but they'll surely fit you." Gakupo called on a maid nearby.
"As long it isn't frumpy," Luka replied and walked to the bathroom with the maid carrying fresh towels followed behind.
What is frumpy? Why do women say that all the time? He pondered and waited a bit.
I hope she is IT. Gakupo bit his bottom as soon as there was no one in front of his sight. Maybe she won't be so difficult. I mean how hard could it be to change someone?
Long silence…
It would be extremely hard when trying to change Megurine Luka… He mentally sobbed. The purple haired man decided to walk downstairs to his kitchen and fetched himself coffee. Patiently he waited thirty five minutes.
Jeez, what's taking her so long? So much for a quick shower. Gakupo tapped his foot and looked at the clock. We're going to be stuck in traffic if she doesn't hurry… He sipped his coffee carefully.
He finished the rest of his coffee and walked back up the stairs to head to the bathroom to see the red haired maid cleaning it.
"She isn't here," Miki replied and continued scrubbing the floors on her knees.
"Any idea where she could have went?"
"Nope, I'm sorry," she shook her head.
Damn… Gakupo walked around asking the staff where the pink haired woman could have gone. Giving up, he sighed and decided to maybe go back to his bedroom to relax before looking for her again. He twisted the handle and pushed the door forward. The first thing he smelled was a fresh strawberry scent and a hint of French vanilla and the first thing he saw was flesh that made his violet eyes widened… Oh… Golly…
There Luka stood completely naked in glory. The light in his bedroom radiated her body semi wet from just recently getting out of the shower and her damp hair hanging over one side of her slender shoulder. The long tresses barely covered her naturally enormous breasts and rosy nipples the size of a tiny strawberry! A super Double D-cup bust? Gakupo felt his crotch area throbbing madly. His lustful eyes trailed down to her to her voluptuous curves and hips formed and as soon as he wanted to look even down for her womanhood her beautiful aquamarine eyes darted towards him.
With a banshee ear deafening screech, not much was said except…
FUCK YOU!
And all Gakupo saw before blacking out was a hand coming towards his face and the adorable pissed off face of Megurine Luka…
Pretty…
SMACK!
And finally…
OOF!
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"Wake up..." a voice whispered.
"Am I dead?" Gakupo asked.
"No, you're not dead," the voice muttered.
"Where am I?"
"This is your conscious speaking," the voice bluntly answered.
"Oh, so what's up me?" Gakupo asked.
"You blacked out after you walked in while Luka was changing."
"How was I supposed to know there was someone changing in my room? You don't expect naked strangers in your own bedroom…" Gakupo hazily replied.
"She's going to kill you, Gakupo. Beware…"
"Wait me! You haven't told me how it could be stopped!'
"WAKE UP!"
"Huh?"
"GOD DAMNIT, WAKE UP!" her voice yelled.
Gakupo cringed and opened his eyes to see a blurry image of Luka fully dressed and crossing her arms.
"You've been knocked out for twenty minutes," Luka huffed. Her face was blushing with embarrassment and anger.
"That was painful," Gakupo groaned.
"You deserved it for peeking."
"I wasn't peeking at you!" Gakupo fumed.
"Then why the Hell did you walk in and continued checking out my body for over a minute?" she demanded while tightening her fist. "You're already taking advantage of our situation now?"
"Nooo. I didn't know you were in my room changing!"
"Haven't you ever heard of knocking the door before entering?"
What's with this woman? "Yes, I have and why would I need to knock on my own bedroom door?" Gakupo defended. Who knocks on their own bedroom door to expect a naked stranger? The purple haired man winced, "I think the pain is spreading…"
"At least there's not much damage done to your face," Luka muttered and showed him a mirror. "Otherwise I could have mauled your pretty face to look distorted."
He looked at his reflection and saw a bright red hand mark. You call this not much damage? This is noticeable! Gakupo panicked as he felt the mark pulsing. It's… ALIVE!
"Don't worry, it can be covered," she smiled and held out a make-up kit.
"You're going to make me wear make-up?" Guys don't wear make-up! I may look like a woman, but I am certainly 100 percent MAN and real men don't wear make-up!
"Oh, quit being so masochistic, Gakupo! Tons of celebrity men wear make-up," Luka explained. "I'll just be using liquid foundation and sheer powder so it'll do a good job covering that red mark!"
"Fine," Gakupo gave in. She's a woman so at least she knows how to handle make-up, right?
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I was dead wrong… Gakupo groaned at the covered mark. It was no longer red, but the tone she used didn't match to his skin at all! Luka's skin is porcelain, while he's… just sort of fair skinned. You don't give a slightly tan person make-up that an albino uses!
"I thought you were a pro…" he said with a glum look on his handsome, but badly covered face.
"And I thought your skin would be lighter than I would expected," Luka defended. "Now quit whining already. I called a limo to come get us."
"Wait, did you-"
They heard a honk outside and Luka looked out the window, "Our ride is here!"
She took Gakupo's hand and practically dragged him along with her. The butlers and maids raised a brow at the "couple" of the pink haired woman pulling their master's hand as if she wore the pants of the relationship.
When Gakupo and Luka got outside, they greeted their driver.
"Normally, I thought girls use make-up to cover up hickies and bite marks, but never guys on their cheeks," the driver snickered.
Luka just smiled while Gakupo glared at the driver.
"Lady first," he politely opened the car door for her.
"Thank you," Luka nodded and stepped into the vehicle.
"And you," the driver once again snickered. Gakupo swore he heard the driver say "man slave" before shutting the door.
The driver got into his seat and mentioned, "Check the mini fridge for champagne and push the buttons to your left for the specialty!"
"What specialty is he talking about?" Gakupo whispered to Luka. Please God, she didn't!
"Just take your shoes off," Luka grinned while untying her silver satin ribbon stilettos.
Gakupo reluctantly took off his black dress shoes and socks. Oh she did…
Luka pressed the button and below their feet appeared the foot massager. She pressed another button that made the wall on his side popped out a silver platter that nearly hit Gakupo's skill. That could have given me head trauma! He freaked.
Luka took the tray and took off the lid to get a perfect plate of twenty pieces of fresh sushi. She held the ivory chopsticks that lay on the plate and used them to pick up one piece and savored it in her mouth with a satisfied smile.
"I-Is that tuna?"
"Uh huh," she nodded and took another bite. "Want some?"
"No th-thanks," Gakupo shook his head and sank back into his seat sulking. This woman…