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| Tweet Topic Started: Apr 2 2012, 12:39 PM (396 Views) | |
| Feiyun | Apr 2 2012, 12:39 PM Post #1 |
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Feiyun stirred at the sound of her alarm, brushing back a strand of dark hair from her face as she blearily opening an eye to focus on the source of the noise disturbing her slumber. It was 8am. What an ungodly hour. With a groan she burrowed beneath her midnight blue comforter trying to block out the sound, but to no avail. The loud, ringing sound still pierced her ears like an arrow. Itari had chosen the alarm well. They had just finished moving into the Hyakuji High School dorm yesterday and she wanted to sleep in. Then again, she always wanted to sleep in. But it was her butler who somehow always snuck an alarm clock into her room despite all her efforts to keep them out. Sighing, she reached out quickly and flipped the alarm's switch, relishing in the following silence. With a contented sound, she turned over and pulled the covers back over her head, as she snuggled down into a comfortable position. Cocooned in blankets soft as down and dressed in a light blue silk night gown, she was indeed comfortable. Her mind slowly drifting off, she prayed Itari wasn't awake yet. A resigned sigh escaped her lips as her mind blacked out again. If only. Edited by Feiyun, Apr 2 2012, 12:48 PM.
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| Itari | Apr 2 2012, 03:36 PM Post #2 |
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He stood just outside the door, waiting, his expression calm and relaxed. Dressed casually in a sleeveless shirt and long pants, he looked nothing like the butler that he actually was, the wardrobe change part of the recent shift to high school life. Right on schedule, Itari heard the telltale ringing of the alarm he had set for his mistress, the incessant wailing guaranteed to wake her from her slumber. Ever since she was a child, Feiyun had been difficult to rouse in the morning; given a choice, he was sure that the girl could easily sleep well into the afternoon. A soft click put an end to the alarm's ringing, and Itari heard the rustling of blankets from within the room for a few moments. And then there was silence. The man let out a small sigh, his expression bemused. It was only the first day for Feiyun living outside the Ju family estate; to expect her to actually get up on time all by herself certainly would be asking a little much. When they were children, Itari had often been the one sent to summon Feiyun for breakfast. Since her turning twelve, however, the duty had been assumed by the household maids, who often spoke of how difficult their little mistress was in the morning. He lifted one hand to knock, then paused; if she was not up now, a little tapping on the door would not change anything. Instead, Itari reached into his pocket and took out the key, unlocking the door quietly, and then stepped into the darkened room and closed the door behind him. With the curtains drawn, the room was dark, illuminated by only a glimmer of sunlight from the edges of the window. Having helped Feiyun move in just yesterday, Itari was relieved to see that everything was still in place; his mistress had a tendency to let her wind loose without thinking, and it was rare to see her desk without papers strewn about the floor. As his eyes adjusted to the partial darkness, they were drawn to the lump on the bed, hidden beneath a heavy blue comforter. A few loose strands of black were barely visible against the deep blue pillowcase, testimony to Feiyun's silencing of the alarm clock before. On the chair beside the bed sat a change of clothes, the outfit he had prepared in advance for her the evening before, by some small miracle still folded just as neatly as he had left them. Itari stepped to the window, pulling back the curtains to admit a ray of morning sunlight. "Ojou-sama, time to wake up." Edited by Itari, Apr 2 2012, 03:37 PM.
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| Feiyun | Apr 2 2012, 06:36 PM Post #3 |
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The next moment Feiyun became conscious, she vaguely heard her dorm room door open. Knowing it could only be Itari, she determined it was unnecesary for her move. He was no threat, except perhaps to her ability to stay asleep. Next, she heard his gentle footsteps cross the room, padding softly upon the carpeted floor followed by the swishing of the curtains being opened. Feiyun still did not move. Thankfully her head was still burrowed beneath her comforter so her eyes were safe from the sunlight. It wasn't until Itari spoke that Feiyun responded, her voice muffled by the blanket, yet clearly disgruntled and adamant. "Hmph." The blankets rustled. However, it was not the sound of Feiyun getting up, rather it was the sound of Feiyun burrowing deeper into the blankets as though to fortify her position. It was clear that she had no intention of getting up willingly. |
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| Itari | Apr 2 2012, 07:49 PM Post #4 |
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A disgruntled noise emerged from the lump on the bed, Feiyun's usually lively voice revealing hints of her displeasure at the early hour. Itari laughed gently; his mistress was as stubborn as always, and it appeared that her hatred for mornings had not lessened one bit since her early adolescent years. If the faint shuffling from under the covers was any indication, she appeared to be fortifying her position instead of acquiescing to his request. "Now, now, Ojou-sama. Did you not agree to accompany me this morning in exploring the school grounds?" Even as he spoke, Itari remained busy, retrieving a small, fluffy towel from somewhere within Feiyun's closet as he filled a small basin with water. With a moment's thought, the water was steaming, heated to the temperature that he knew his mistress preferred. Now that they lived in the dorms, many of the comforts that Feiyun had been used to were no longer available, but even so, as a butler, Itari did his best to compensate where he could so as to ease her transition into this new lifestyle. Moving to the desk, he collected the porcelain tea set that Feiyun had chosen to bring along, setting it on her bedside table. Tea leaves were procured from a small canister on his person, and he spared his mistress a second glance as he set the leaves to steep. Naturally, there had been no movement at all. "Ojou-sama...do not force me dig you out of there." |
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| Feiyun | Apr 2 2012, 09:25 PM Post #5 |
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In response to Itari's words, Feiyun made an unintelligible, adamantly stubborn sound, indicating that if he wanted her up, he would have to come get her. It had been many years since Itari last came to wake her, yet her response was still the same. He should already know that he was going to have to dig her out and resist all her attempts to thwart him. She remembered a time years back, when she was around 10 or 11 years old. Itari had stayed up late the night before and when he went to wake Feiyun up as usual, she actually managed to succeed in dragging him into her bed with her usual morning efforts to resist being woken up. He fell asleep almost immediately and she got to sleep for a whole extra half an hour. Of course, she did get an earful for it later, but it was completely worth it. She still remembered how comfortable it was to snuggle up next to him and fall asleep. It would be a lie to say she wouldn't want to repeat the experience. At any rate, Feiyun stubbornly refused to acquiesce to Itari's request, staying still and fortified within her fortress of blankets. |
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| Itari | Apr 2 2012, 09:47 PM Post #6 |
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His mild threat was received with a muffled sound of discontent, and then silence. Itari sighed, effortlessly pouring a stream of steaming tea into a teacup and adding milk and sugar, just how Feiyun liked it. A twirl of his fingers and it was stirred, the amber liquid flowing with at the direction of his fingertips. That done, Itari set the tea service down on the desk, out of harm's way, and finally turned his full attention on his mistress's fortified sanctuary. "You leave me no choice, then, Ojou." His hands firmly grasped the edge of the coverlet, and in one fluid motion, Itari swept the covers off of the bed, adjusting his grip in mid-air to catch the opposite end to commence folding. As he worked, his eyes came to rest on the form on the bed, a ball of midnight blue curled up in the fetal position with her back to the window from which sunlight was streaming in. "Ojou-sama. Your tea is ready." |
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| Feiyun | Apr 2 2012, 09:59 PM Post #7 |
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"Hmmmmmmmmm." A long, drawn out pouting sound emerged from the small figure curled up on the bed. Feiyun turned to lie on her back as she stretched out her arms and legs. Slowly opening her eyes, she spotted the tall figure of Itari standing at the edge of the bed, calmly folding her blanket as he was wont to do. A small smile touched her lips as she watched him. He was so predictable, falling into this morning routine that they had done for so many years before the maids took over the duty of waking her up. She much preferred seeing Itari first thing in the morning than a fussy maid. They had such a hard time getting her out of bed. She rather enjoyed giving them such trouble. It was the least she could do to return the favor of disturbing her slumber. Suddenly, a miracle occurred. Feiyun sat up in bed without anyone dragging at her arms and pulling her up. Her voice was soft with sleepiness as she spoke, still not completely awake and unwilling to change it. "Why don't you just join me...We can walk around the school grounds later." Wrapping her arms about Itari's neck, she fell backwards, tugged him back into bed with her. Snuggling against his chest with her head just below his chin, she let out a contented sigh, her arms around about his neck and one leg draped across him like a sprawling cat. Her words were almost a purr. "Good night." |
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| Itari | Apr 3 2012, 01:55 AM Post #8 |
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As expected, Feiyun made a non-committal noise, but Itari was pleased to see that at least she was beginning to stir. He glanced over at her as she stretched, his own black eyes meeting her half-lidded ones, and he smiled in response to her own as he carefully placed the folded blankets at the foot of the bed. All of a sudden, Feiyun sat up; her voice was sleepy, but just loud enough for him to hear in the quasi-silence. "Why don't you just join me...We can walk around the school grounds later." Without warning, Itari found her arms encircling his neck, pulling him down onto the bed. Unwilling to hurt her, it was all he could do to adjust his position so as not to end up falling directly on top of her. Unfortunately, that moment of hesitation cost him; before he could say another word, Feiyun was already sprawled across his body, tucking her head against his shoulder with a contented sigh and a soft murmur of "Good night." For a split second, his mask cracked, revealing an expression that could only be described as torn. All too often, in the past several years, Itari had struggled with this strange sense of longing, and each and every time he denied himself and fought to shackle down any hint of forbidden emotion. Whether she intended to or not, Feiyun was definitely not helping; her lithe form, clad only in a thin nightgown, was pressed sensually against him, and her scent, one of flowers borne by the wind, was intoxicating. Just in time, he caught himself reaching out to stroke her hair, his fingers just inches away. Itari exhaled slowly, eyes closing briefly; that line was still one that he dared to cross. Instead, he redirected his hand to her shoulder, shaking her gently to rouse her. His voice was soft, gentler, as he reverted back to calling her by her childhood nickname. "Fei. Time to wake up." |
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| Feiyun | Apr 3 2012, 11:17 AM Post #9 |
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"Nyoooooo...." came soft cry from Feiyun's lips, slightly muffled by Itari's shirt as she shook her head adamantly, burrowing her head into his strong chest. Her arms tightly wrapped about him, she gave no indication of letting go, enjoying his clean and crisp scent, like that of a clear stream running through a pine forest. Tilting her head slightly upwards to look at him, she questioned with her cute pouting face, reminiscent of a kitten as she stared upward with her brilliant blue eyes. Her breath tickled his neck as she spoke. "Whyyy do we have to wake up so early? Don't you want to sleep in too? You were working so hard yesterday to finish moving everything. You can sleep for a bit right here. I won't tell..." Feiyun both loved and abhorred at the same time their butler-mistress relationship. While it upset her from time to time Itari's cold and detached demeanor, so different from how they were when she was young, at the very least, his being her butler gave her access to him almost 24/7 so she could be with him as much as she liked. She knew with Itari's strictness to adhering to the rules and status quo, he would never accept any type of feelings from her aside from those of a mistress to a butler. As such, she did have to keep herself in check for the most part, but that didn't mean she could take advantage of her position to further her goals. |
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| Itari | Apr 3 2012, 04:08 PM Post #10 |
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Itari smiled at Feiyun's sleepy resistance; even after nearly five years, her antics had not changed. On the other hand, her body certainly had, making her current behavior a little too much for him to tolerate as a butler and a man. As usual, his mistress cared little for carrying herself with the refined elegance that was expected of a lady of the Ju family, instead preferring to run wild to wherever her heart carried her. This was the one thing that Itari, despite his stellar training, did not feel he could ever hope to change. And secretly, he sometimes wondered if he really wanted her to change at all. For now though, he would adhere to his duty to observe propriety, and at least try to guide his charge in the right direction. Taking advantage of his superior strength, Itari pried Feiyun's arms off from himself as gently as he could, ignoring her sleepy protests as he stood. Sliding one arm around her neck, he carefully lifted her directly up off the bed in a bridal style carry, her slight weight cradled seemingly effortlessly against him. Crossing the room to where he had left the basin of warm water, Itari deposited Feiyun on her feet with an elegant sweep. "Please wash your face, Ojou-sama. Your tea is waiting on the desk, and your change of clothes has been set on the chair beside your bed." Leaving her to her own devices, Itari heading for the doorway; though Feiyun normally had maids to assist her with her morning rituals, learning to take care of herself was also a lesson to learn for dormitory life. He just hoped that she would adjust quickly. "I will be waiting for you just outside the door. Call for me if you require any assistance." About to close the door behind him, Itari paused, a thought striking him not a moment too late. He turned, a serious glint visible in his normally smiling eyes. "Oh, and, Ojou-sama...do NOT go back to sleep." |
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| Feiyun | Apr 3 2012, 05:41 PM Post #11 |
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A pout touched Feiyun's lips as Itari set about removing himself from her grasp and extricating her from the bed. She briefly enjoyed the sensation of being carried as he effortlessly picked her up before gently placing her down in front of her washing basin. She looked down at the slightly steaming water, glancing over her shoulder at Itari as he exited her room. She then entertained the notion of going back to sleep now that he was gone, but that thought was soon squashed as Itari turned his head to catch her gaze. "Oh, and, Ojou-sama...do NOT go back to sleep." She knew beneath his seemingly distant exterior, he was actually capable of many a terrible thing, such as fear-inspiring length lectures on how to be a proper lady. Itari's wrath and displeasure was not something she wanted to provoke and so she knew how far to push and when to give in. Feiyun responded just as the door was closing, her voice clearly displeased, "Hmph. Fine." Turning to the warm water her butler had prepared for her, she began washing her face and hands, brushing her teeth before drying herself on the white fluffy towel Itari had left hanging for her. He was always so meticulous. Turning to the clothes laid out, she removed her nightgown and donned a pair of black pants, suitable for the easy and graceful movements of tai chi yet stylish and fitting to her form till it flared slightly at her ankles. Next she put on a dark-blue, light cotton t-shirt, draping softly on her figure. Quickly she ran a comb through her hair, preferring to let it stay down loose and free to play with the wind. Slipping into a comfortable pair of sneakers, she opened the door with a flourish, not wanting to make Itari wait too long. She smiled upon seeing him, her voice was cheerful as she spoke, not at all like the sleepy, subdued sounds she had been uttering earlier during her awakening process. She even reverted to the casual nickname she had often called him ever since she was a child. "Ready~ Where are we going now, Ita?" |
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| Itari | Apr 4 2012, 12:40 AM Post #12 |
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Standing outside the room like a sentry, Itari remained wary, his senses still attuned to the room's interior. It was not until he heard the faint telltale signs of splashing, and the rustling of clothes, that he began to relax. Despite the difficulty in waking her up, once Feiyun was awake, the impossible task was to slow her down. That too, had not changed since their childhoods. "Ready~ Where are we going now, Ita?" With a dramatic flourish, the door opened, and Itari turned his attention to the cheerful girl stepping out into the hallway. His gaze swept over her form, taking in all the minute details of her appearance: black hair unbound, flowing in a stream down her back; dazzling blue eyes lively with energy; a light cotton shirt, in her favorite dark blue, flattering but not indecent; a pair of long pants, stylish and easy to move in. He reached out, his practiced hands deftly adjusting the fit of her shirt and tucking a loose strand of hair into place. All in all, quite satisfactory, as befitting the sole daughter and heir of the Ju family. Stepping back, he bowed, formally greeting his mistress, before reaching into a pocket and pulling out a small schedule book. Although he had already verified everything the day before, Itari believed that being thorough was worth the extra seconds of inconvenience. "Very good, Ojou-sama. Today we will start with your morning exercises, followed by a bath if you so desire. Afterward, we must acquaint ourselves with the school grounds and the surrounding area. I do not expect that it will require the full day, so you are free to do as you wish in the time we have left over." |
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| Feiyun | Apr 4 2012, 04:06 AM Post #13 |
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Feiyun looked on, amused as Itari straightened out her shirt and checked over her hair and overall outfit. He was always like a mother duck, constantly looking out for his charge. That was one of the things she loved about him, his attentiveness to her, his perception and insight to her needs. He knew her all too well. She usually didn't even have to tell him what she felt like wearing or doing; he just knew. She would have thought he was psychic if she hadn't grown up with him. He had always been good about discerning things and retaining information, at least about the things he actually cared to do. "Very good, Ojou-sama. Today we will start with your morning exercises, followed by a bath if you so desire. Afterward, we must acquaint ourselves with the school grounds and the surrounding area. I do not expect that it will require the full day, so you are free to do as you wish in the time we have left over." Morning exercises. At least it wasn't something too boring. Feiyun did enjoy practicing taichi, it was one of the few things she was made to do that she actually had fun with. She nodded and smiled, leading the way towards the building's exit, taking Itari's hand and tugging him along with her in her usual willful manner. "Let's go then~" Exiting the building, she looked around for a good spot to practice. Moved to School Grounds: Lakeside Gazebo: Morning Practice Edited by Feiyun, Apr 4 2012, 04:12 AM.
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