Yu-Gi-Oh! Fan Fiction ❯ Anything For Master ❯ My Birthday! -Part One- ( Chapter 5 )

"Anything For Master" - Chapter 05

My Birthday - Part One

Disclaimer: I don't own Yu-Gi-Oh or any of its characters. If I did, I'd own Ryou, his yami Bakura and Seto Kaiba, in which case I'd be a very happy girl and would be too busy to be writing this fic ~giggles~

Author's Note: Oh my, I love the reviews! Hehehe. Actually, sometimes I sit staring at my MSN window waiting for it to say "New Message from bot @ fanfiction. net". I love your reviews, my reviewers! I really do... I mean, I'm not really used to getting feedback on my work, I guess you could say.

Dude... we're at chapter five! CHAPTER FIVE! This is the first time I reached the fifth chapter in anything... I want to thank you reviewers. See I'm known (by my friends) for starting on stories and eventually not continuing them. So if this story's gotten this far, it's thanks to you guys :-)

To Rave Raven: Hehehe, I think we'd all call'im "Master" if he asked us to ~grins~ Ahem.. um.. yeah. Hehe.

When you get to Claire, think of her as one of those make-up artists / hairdressers / whatnot. Remember that when it comes to Seto Kaiba, you get nothing but the best! ~smiles~

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"Meeting someone?" he asked, his tone so monotonous it scared me.

"Just a friend," I said, forcing a smile to not show how he scared me. "I'm sorry I woke you up, Master, but the call really did take me by surprise."

He sat down on the ground then lay his head in my lap, those blue eyes of his locking onto mine. I brought my hand to his head, stroking his hair gently, as my free hand went to rest on his chest.

"What's the occasion?" he murmured. I think he was enjoying the attention I was giving him. I took a moment to answer.

"My birthday," I mumbled, running my fingers gently through his silky brown hair and bringing my hand from his chest to his cheek, cupping it and stroking it with my thumb. I noticed his eyes widen just a bit so I smiled, tilting my head back and looking at the ceiling.

"You didn't tell me your birthday was today."

"Well, I didn't really remember until Ry-" I almost spoke his full first name, but quickly said," Ry, my friend, called and asked to take me somewhere tonight."

"Oh."

A few moments passed as his face became expressionless again. I kept running my fingers through his hair and stroking his cheek, until he stirred again. He sat up and helped me up as well, then leaned in and kissed me softly on the lips. It surprised me considering its contrast to his usual roughness.

"Are you okay, Master?"

"Well, since I can't keep you tonight, I guess I have to make the most of you during the daytime," he said giving me a small smile. I stayed quiet... this wasn't the Master I knew and loved.

Whoa, wait a minute. Loved?

Before I could say anything, he gently took me by the elbow and led me to the bathroom in his room. He filled up the tub, pouring a blue liquid into it as it filled. As I undressed, I looked over to find the tub filling up with bubbles.

"Master?" I asked. He led me over to the tub and went inside with me, both of us sinking into the warm water. He dunked my head underwater and held it there for a four seconds before pulling it back out. As I gasped for breath, he leaned in and kissed me softly, his hands running all over the place. He was being gentle and loving, his caresses careful as he traced over a few scars of my own which I'd gotten from him. He traced his hands down my arms and when he got to my wrists, he pulled away from the kiss.

"What's this?" he asked, bringing my wrists in the air and pointing out the pink scars I had on them. I looked at his expression.

"You look so surprised," I murmured, trying to pull my wrists away, but he kept a firm grip on them. If anything, he pulled me against himself, leaning back in the tub with my landing on top of him. He smiled at me, a soft smile, one that scared me.

"Where did you get those?"

"From the rope you used to tie me to the bed posts all those times," I said simply.

He didn't say anything, but kept that soft smile on. He managed to flip me over (splashing some water in the process) and had me lie down on top of him. The bubbles were up to our necks and the scent of the bubble bath soap was relaxing. He wrapped his arms around my waist and rested it on my stomach. I felt like so relaxed in his hold I started falling asleep.

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'My legs.'

I opened my eyes slowly, my legs being in the air being the first thought I had. As my vision cleared, I noticed my skirt being slipped onto my legs. A woman was standing in front of me with a pencil tucked behind her ear. As soon as she noticed that I was awake, she smiled.

"Good! You're up!"

"Uh..."

I then noticed as I took in my surroundings, that I was in a different room.

Wasn't I in the tub with Master?

As I looked around, I noticed the bed I was now lying in as the woman was dressing me was a four poster bed, each post with roses carved into it. The sheets were a burgundy rose color and quite soft. The woman motioned me to stand up and as I did, she stood in front of me, wrapped her arms around my waist and zipped up the skirt. She kept them there as she looked into my eyes strangely.

"Why I... I'm sorry, but who are you?"

"I was about to ask you the same thing," I responded. "How did I get here?"

"That I don't know. When I came in, you were asleep and wrapped in a towel. I was hired to doll you up, which has been hard since you've been sleeping, but now that you're wide-awake, let's get to it. My name's Claire, by the way." She said, quickly taking me by the hand and taking me over to a table with a mirror built in. I hadn't noticed it before and as I took a seat, I caught site of my reflection.

The skirt I wore accentuated my hips. As I took a seat, I barely took notice of the top, which also suited me. I realized then that the woman had dressed me in undergarments as well. I blushed, staring down, but Claire caught site of my blush in the mirror. She smiled and got to untangling my hair and styling it. After what felt like ages because of the silence, I glanced up to see what she had been doing with my hair. She put it up in an elaborate style, and had brought out some bangs down the front.

She turned me around, taking a good look for me. She turned to the mirror desk, opened a drawer and brought out some make-up. Doing some light brushing on my face, she then went on to using concealer.

"Oh honey, what have you been up to?" she asked, grinning, as she covered purple-red spots on my neck. I simply smiled, not returning the reply.

Afterwards we went on to a few more things, but they were too many to list. After about an hour (after she had dolled me up from head to toes), she finally finished, notifying me to spray on some perfume before heading downstairs. She hugged me, kissed me on the cheek, wished me a happy birthday and left the room. As I turned to look in the mirror, I was in shock. It looked nothing like me but rather like someone else.

Looking down at the table, I noticed the bottle of perfume Claire had left for me. From the label, I could tell the perfume was a bit high priced. I quickly sprayed some on and headed downstairs, smelling divine. At the bottom of the stairs, Master awaited me, all dressed up as well. I smiled at him.

"Master, you didn't have to really do this," I murmured as he wrapped his arms around my waist. He simply gave me a soft smile and kissed my forehead. After releasing me, he took me by the arm and led me out the door. Up front a limousine was already waiting, the driver holding the door open for me. As my master went in after me, I turned to look at him.

"Master?"

"Yes, precious?"

"Why are you doing this?"

He lost his soft smile as his eyes locked onto mine, the look cold enough to make a chill run down my spine.

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DejectedxAngel: Sorry folks, I'm really tired right now so I'm stopping it here. Enjoy!