Chapter 1

She was running late. And the fact didn't help that it was for her interview, for the position of a MAID.

Thanks to her stamina she had been running for the past 5 minutes.

'Oh holy shit!' She breathed as a car missed her.

At this rate she was either gonna die or end up in the ICU. She slowed her pace as the top of the castle became visible, she didn't believe that they would want to hire somebody who was now panting like a dog. The gates of the castle were just like she had imagined. Massive.

She tried opening them, wiping the sweat out of her forehead when someone stopped her.

'Who are you'? A guy, probably a guard asked, he was wearing black and had clenched jaw, staring at her as if she might be here to rob the castle. She cleared her throat.

'Um.., I? my na..me is Misaki ayuzawa. I am here for the maid's job' she stammered.

Speaking English was not one of her best qualities but she still had to use it, she was in England for god's sake, Yorkshire to be exact. She couldn't possible start speaking Japanese now could she? She decided she didn't like the guard. She felt intimidated, she felt low. As if she was nothing.

'I guess I'll get used to it' she murmured in Japanese.

'Did you say something,'? The guard frowned.

'No nothing'. She looked down. Her friend Erika who has brought her here warned her to keep her head down and her temper in check, or else she could kiss goodbye to her new job. She was the same person who also searched out this interview. She had come to England two weeks ago and was searching for a job, and finally one of her friends told her that the walker castle were hiring maids. She had no experience what so ever on the field. She was 17 for god's sake!

The guard looked at her from top to bottom and said, 'Servants don't enter from this gate; this gate is for the nobles'. 'Follow me'. He spoke in an unflinching voice, and she hated him that moment. Hated him.

What was the crap about, "servants don't enter from the front gate", she mimicked him perfectly, she held her tongue, thinking about her sister, she wanted this job, no, needed this job and getting into a fight with a guard who was 2 times heavier than her surely wont help. She followed him quietly, as they entered from what she thought must be the back gate. Obviously.

The inside of the castle was huge, needless to say extravagant. Beautiful would be too small of a word to describe what it was. There were huge paintings hanging on the walls, probably worth millions.

In the office...
'I am sorry, but we can't give you this job'. The head maid spoke, she was in her mid fifties spoke; her hair had turned grey probably yelling after the maids.

'Please ma'am, I want this job. I will try harder than the rest.' she kept a calm face if she was panicking it didn't show.

She knew a lot about interviews, being the president of her previous school she had interviewed a lot of people and she knew what would impress her, or at least she though she did.

'Its not about that', the old lady sighed, probably tired of the days work and put her specks down.

'You're English well'... she thought for sometime and decided to be blunt. 'It's not fluent, and this will create a problem'. She sat back probably thinking about something

'But, if you are hard-working enough'.

Misaki found a ray of sunshine, she was gonna get this job, she was sure of it.

'And if you could master the language in 3weeks', she continued

All her hopes died then, there was no freaking way in hell she'll be able to do that. She was a fast learner yes, but who would teach her.

'I might think you are eligible enough to work in the Walker castle.'

Misaki paled, 'how, will I learn English in 3 weeks, will I get a tutor?', hoping for the best, She was desperate now, and it did show, but she didn't care. She wanted the job.

The answer was a plain, 'No. you will have to manage on your own, you can try being friends with some of the maids who knows Japanese as well as English, but I don't think anyone does, so I guess you're on your own.

She drummed her fingers, positive that I would give up so easily. I got the scenario of a big fat gambler thinking he has the right cards and was going to win.

'I accept this job'. I grinned, and her eyes widened for a bit.

'Are you sure? You do realize that I will throw you out, if you couldn't do it'.

'Yes I understand', I said formally.

'Very well then, she sighed giving up, Marie will take you to you're room and show you you're uniform, you can start right away'.

I thanked her and followed a petite brunette down the hall.

'She is an old hag, isn't she?' The brunette said

'Um yeah kind of, not wanting to speak ill of a lady who's probably gonna throw me out In 3 weeks with a flick of a finger'

She was older than me and quite pretty, I wonder what had forced her to do this kind of job, but I wasn't gonna ask , cause then she would probably ask about my condition and then I'll have to lie.

The truth you see brings immense amount of pain. Something I would rather not talk about.

'I am Christine by the way, not Marie; she always jumbles up my name with somebody else's. It has happened so many times that now I don't even bother correcting her.'

'I am Misaki; I smiled, would you know anybody who knows Japanese around here?

'I don't think there's anybody'.

Drat! I am so screwed.

4 hours later…

Hell, and damnation, she cursed out loud, she didn't care who heard, it was in Japanese and she was in the top floor and it was 9:56 now, With all the maids and butlers retired to their room , she was the only one working here. Alone.

Which brings us to the point as to why was she still working so late , apparently the old lady, sources basically the other maids told her that Mrs. Flihgbirt, loved torturing new maids.

So this is why she had been moping the floors, since the past 4 hours. BLOODY HELL.

'Stupid, idotic, moron'. It has become her favorite pastime, reciting all the slang words she knew and making some of her very own along the way.

She was on the top Floor, extremely irritated, and not to mention, starving. She shouldn't have skipped lunch.

Tap. Tap. Tap.

The sounds of his boots echoed around the hall. She looked up and saw the back of a tall, blonde male with welt built body, he was some 10 feet away.

Deciding it had to be one of the butlers, she decided to ignore it.

But when she saw the mud prints on the floor which she had just wiped minutes ago, she lost it. Forget decency, he was not gonna go away so easily.

'Oiii, you idiot'. She shouted at him, her voice echoing around the corridor.

'Who do you think you are? Look what you have done'. Her hands were on her hips now, the mop leaning on the wall.

Takumi walker, was shocked, yes he was a bit startled to see a maid working this long but nothing could have prepared him for the flow of curses, that to coming from a MAID.

'Who did she think she was'?.

He turned around and his breath caught in his throat. There she was, in her maid uniform.

She was having problem with trying to keep the hair out of her yes eyes, something he found very amusing, her maid uniform was hugging her petite body. And her porcelain skin shining in the moonlight. When did he become so freaking poetic he wondered? Her hands were on her hips, and she looked mad, A scenario that will be engraved in his memory for the days to come.

He had never seen anything or anyone like this. She looked like a virago with the broom as her weapon.

There was no way to describe it

She was his. He grinned, it was gonna be fun.

He turned around and she stopped breathing, he was good-looking, believe me he was, but what captured her was his eyes, he was staring at her as if he knew her, not from some meeting, but as a whole. He looked at her as if he could she through her very soul, as if he knew exactly what she was thinking. She didn't knew whether her heart stopped beating or started beating faster, at that moment something did happen and she knew, she will never be the same.

Damn, she sounded liken those love sick heroine of the books Sakura used to read and painful to admit made her read too.

He started coming towards her without breaking any the eye contact, and then he stopped, inches away from her.

He smiled and heavens knew why she did what she did.

She blushed. Until then, she didn't even knew she was capable of it,

He bowed down,

What the hell was he doing?

Took her hand and kissed it. She gasped,

In her entire 17 years of life she has never been at a loss of words,

There were times when she had stopped herself from speaking it out loud, but there had been a fair satisfaction in saying it inside her head.

But this… was, she gulped. What did she felt? She couldn't describe it, her mind that gone blank the moment his lips touched her knuckles.

'How do you do my lady'?

She gawked at him, His voice brought her back to reality and she snatched her hand back, ashamed that she had let it linger for so long, Ashamed that she had liked It.

'What was it that you wanted to talk to me about'?

She stared at him, quite losing herself in the depths of his eyes, she didn't notice it before, but his eyes were green, an uncommon shade of green, like an emerald.

She mentally slapped herself; this was not the time to fantasize about a man's eyes.

She pulled herself back up, and said,

'You are going to clean that up, pointing towards the floor'. She forgot that she should be speaking English.

She was from Japan, interesting.

He looked back, and then again looked at her,

Was she insane, she was telling him to clean, in his own house? She probably didn't know who he was.

'What are you waiting for; she said handing him the mop.

Definitely not.

He smiled and she felt her heart doing a somersault,

'Of course, my lady'. He replied in Japanese, her eyes widened, he hadn't realized that she had spoken in Japanese, it seems that it worked to her advantage, she finally found someone who knew Japanese.

You know Japanese, it was a dumb question, she probably knew that, didn't he just spoke in Japanese with her.

'My grandmother, she was Japanese, I am the only one in my family who speaks that language.

'Oh!' Really,' what should she be saying then?

He took, the mop from her hand, and stated cleaning,

'You are cleaning?' Again a stupid question and it didn't help that he was laughing, 'do you always state the obvious or is it just because of me', he grinned making her blush.

Forget the fact that she was fantasizing about her eyes, this guy was making her bold boil.

'I was just saying it because I really didn't think you would do it, I though I would have to force it on you', she said gritting her teeth

'Well you kinda are forcing it on me, it's not like I have a choice'. He said with the same composed face.

'What I meant was', thinking about the right words 'I didn't had to use violence', she was getting impatient and suddenly blushed when she realized that she has given him another opening to tease her.

'Really now', he raised one of his eyebrows, she hated people who could do that. 'I am starting to think that you might be a threat to my well being'.

She kept her mouth shut; anything she would say now would only give him opportunities to tease her more.

'Here, all, done' he handed her the mop.

Thank you, she smiled sheepishly,

And He stopped breathing.

He came closer and touched her cheeks letting it linger for a while then went to her head where the little lacey item that the maids wore. I was coming off, so he took it out and handed it to her,'This. Came. Off'. His voce was seductive, heaven knew what was seductive about a maids cap, but it sent shivers down her spine, she gulped hard.

He was so close to her, no other guy has ever touched her like this, true he only touched her face but she could feel her entire body reacting towards a single touch...

He was centimeters away from her face, she looked up and stared at him with those amber eyes, and something in him changed that moment and he knew nothing in heaven or hell could stop him. He had to kiss her…

To be continued…

A/N: the next chapter will come depending upon the reviews, if I am satisfied, then and only then will I publish the next chapter,

So you want to know what happens after he kisses her,? of course you do.*evil grin*

Please review *sickly sweet grin*.

Muhwahhawhahwahahahahaa…

Glimpses of the next chap.:

I am never getting out of my room ever again…

You know I could teach you English…

You are the biggest pervert I've met in my life…

I want you…

As always,

Love Windymist