Hot Gimmick Fan Fiction ❯ Something to Fall For ❯ Chapter 3 ( Chapter 3 )
[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]
Something to Fall For
By:RisuBento
Chapter Three: A New Job
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Poop. I wanted to die.
I wanted to curl up in a little ball and disappear forever.
Heck…I'd eat dirty, streaky underwear for the rest of my miserable life----ANYTHING to NOT be in my shoes right now----or on my bum!
I was still staring up at Mrs. Tachibana's red face----her nostrils were flaring, giving her the look of a roasted pig on a silver platter. The image----including an apple in her mouth----almost made me laugh…ALMOST.
I wasn't quite aware that she was yelling at me---she just looked like a fish being electrocuted, the way her mouth was opening and closing in fast motion.
"----driving past and I spotted you forcing yourself upon my son----and what's worse! You touched him! Your filthy little hands ought to be cut off you little hussy!" She yelled, spitting furiously into my face.
I gulped.
"I—I didn't force myself on----"
"Silence! You will not speak such childish lies! I SAW you!" Mrs. Tachibana snarled.
'No! It was him! He did it all!'
I wanted to cry. I could feel my eyes begin to water…but it wasn't enough for full-blown crying.
Mrs. Tachibana suddenly grabbed my arm and----literally----threw me into her limo.
"Drive!" She snarled to the driver.
I was in for it now.
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Oh the woes of the life of Narita Hatsumi. That's me. Yeah.
Anyways…after the whole fiasco with Mrs. Tachibana "supposedly" catching "me" forcing myself on Ryouki, she'd taken us back to the apartment complex and snapped at both of us----more likely to me than Ryouki----to follow her and to be quiet.
I did. And boy was I as nervous as heck.
The elevator ride to the top floor was so incredibly nerve-racking that I was thanking whatever god that was listening, that I'd gone to the bathroom before I'd left…otherwise I'd be embarrassing myself even further by peeing my skirt!
I'd been in the Tachibana suite many times…but I still didn't know my way around very well. Mrs. Tachibana snapped at me to NOT touch anything before heading into the living room where she pointed to the leather couch, all the while pursing her lips in a thin line.
I obediently sat down, wringing my hands in nervousness.
'Crap…I'm starting to sweat…ew!' I swallowed the nervous lump in my throat, only to have it find its way back to it. It was a few crucial moments, after Mrs. Tachibana had sat down on the love seat across from me, Ryouki sitting down next to his strict mother, that she'd begun speaking.
Her tone was a forced calm…something that made a strange and unwelcome shiver surge down my spine.
"Narita. I don't want to know the reason why you're trying to seduce my son. Quite frankly, I'm disgusted by it."
'HIM seduce ME!? HA!'
"I must inform you that, seeing as how you're scrounging around for a man, that your father and mother are not raising you well enough." She said.
I snapped my gaze to hers in a frantic shock. Before I realized what I was doing, I was on the carpet before between us, kneeling on my knees and bowing so low that my forehead was touching the soft material.
"Please, Tachibana-sama! Please don't fire my father! It's not his fault for me turning out this way! It's mine! Please! I'll do anything!" I pleaded.
Oh apples.
I guess old habits die hard…don't they? That was 'exactly' what I'd said to Ryouki when he threatened to tell his mother about Akane's…'mishaps'. Well…something like that.
"Anything, you say?" Mrs. Tachibana asked, her voice clearly showing interest.
'What is it with this family and bargaining!?'
"H-hai! Anything." I breathed, mentally hitting myself with a steel hammer repeatedly.
"Hmm…very well then. You shall be the maid around here. Mariko is currently on maternity leave and won't be back for almost a year. This place is beginning to collect dust…" Mrs. Tachibana trailed off, leaving me to mentally shoot myself.
"Stand up you silly girl." Mrs. Tachibana snapped. I immediately did so.
"Now. You will clean everything until it shines. I don't want to see a speck of dust on anything when I return. You will also answer to Ryouki's wishes as well and you had dare not disobey them." The old hag crooned.
I gulped. A cold sweat began to form on my body, making me tremble.
I watched Ryouki's mother leave the complex, slamming the door with a bang, before turning back to a smirking Ryouki.
"So…What goes around comes around right…?" He grinned.
I gulped and felt my face flame up in a deep flush.
'Why do I DO these things!?'
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It was close to 3:30 in the afternoon when I finally finished with the left side of the suite. I'd been formally excused from school that day, something that deep down I was relieved for…and yet totally NOT so relieved for.
I wanted to get out of here!
Ryouki was breathing down my neck a fair few times more than I'd have liked him too…I just wanted to leave and forget about this entire thing. But then I began to think about who I was doing this for.
My family…they were so special to me…and I don't want anything to happen to them. They were already made to go through being ignored for a long period of time…and I don't want that to happen again. Poor mom…Hikaru was so devastated when no one wanted to play with him at the day care down stairs.
Sighing, I dropped by hands from the window and stretched them high above my head; stifling a yawn. I jumped when I heard a throat clear behind me and I whirled around.
"Tch. You missed a spot." Ryouki smirked leaning against the kitchen's door frame.
I frowned and turned back to inspect my 'masterpiece-of-a-cleaning-job'. I didn't see anything and I was about to turn back around and ask him where he was seeing this spot, when I felt a pair of long arms wrap themselves around my waist from behind.
I stiffened and dropped my rag; my arms had gone slack. "Wha-what're you doing!?" I managed to squeak out when he slid his hands down so they were resting on my hips.
"Shut up…I'm just exploring." He hissed into my ear.
I gulped and attempted to calm my racing heart. My face was on fire. I wanted him to stop…but I was also NOT wanting him too…
I didn't understand what I was feeling as he ran his hands over me. Was this how Akane felt when she was with a guy? Was I supposed to be feeling like this? All jittery and on the verge of having a nervous breakdown?
I didn't know.
"EEP!" I squeaked when his hands cupped by breasts. "Wha-what're you----don't! I---"
"Be quiet!" He hissed again.
I gulped and began to tremble…from what…I didn't have the slightest clue. It wasn't anger. It wasn't nervousness…what was it?
I felt Ryouki begin to turn me around and I was reluctant at first, but his grip and strength beat me by far. I bowed by head so I wouldn't have to look him in the eyes.
I wasn't that lucky though, when he lifted by face up to his with a hand under my chin. He smirked that god-awful cocky smirk of his, and I gulped----knowing that he was scheming something.
My answer came seconds later when his lips crashed down to mine. I squeaked and wildly protested against his mouth; my words only coming out as a mutated jumbled.
He finally pulled back and was breathing hard. "You're suppose to obey me!" He yelled.
"I would if you weren't hurting me!" I blurted out in my shock and anger. I gasped and covered by mouth as soon as that cursed sentence left my mouth. Why…oh WHY did I say that!?
I watched as Ryouki dropped his hands to his sides and look off to the side; a light pink tint was staining his cheekbones. It was a few crucial moments before anything was said and it was he who broke the strained silence.
"Sorry." He mumbled. His eyes were now trained onto mine and I gulped again.
'Wh-why's he staring at me like that!?' I yelled loudly in my mind. I cringed and winced as he suddenly raised his arms towards me. He stopped and clenched his fists before letting out a frustrated sound and stomping towards his room. I winced when he slammed his door and fell when my knees gave out from underneath me.
'What just happened? Why was he so angry?'
I was so lost in my thoughts that the next thing I knew I once again found myself being yelled at by Mrs. Tachibana.
"----sitting here like you own the place! Well I never!" She huffed, picking up a rag and tossing it at me. "Finish cleaning up what needs to be cleaned and then you can go home. I'll call your mother and tell her about your…'situation'."
With that, she whirled around and stalked to the kitchen, leaving me to my twisted and jumbled thoughts once again.
I looked around the extravagant suite and sighed. I was so tired…and soooo hungry. As if sensing my distress, my stomach grumbled loudly and I looked around making sure I was the only one in the room.
I picked up a Pledge can and walked over to an old looking piece of wood furniture.
"Well here goes…" I mumbled, before spraying on and shining the wood like new.
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'Mmmm…cologne…smells nice. Wonder whose it is…' My fogged up mind mumbled as an enticing cologne tickled my nose.
Wait. Cologne? What's cologne doing on my pillow?!
I whipped up in my bed and crashed to the floor in a loud thump.
"Owie…" I groaned rubbing my head.
"Geez…you're such a klutz." Came a grumble from somewhere nearby.
Hold up---- What was Ryouki doing in my room!?
I snapped my head up and felt my eyes open wide and my mouth drop open in a loud, shocked, scream.
"AHHHH! Wh-wha-what are you doing!? Put some clothes on!"
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There. Can't you tell that I LOVE cliffhangers? Yeah. I do. Anyways…I hope you guys like this so far.
I FINALLY BOUGHT THE FIFTH BOOK OF HOT GIMMICK!!!! WOO HOO!
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Start time: 12:00 p.m. August 21st, 2005
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