A homosexual story set in a 1800's kinda time with my own twist.
"Now you will go to the Bride Choosing..."
"WHAT! MOTHER WHY!"
"Enough that's Final."
Two boys on opposite sides of the social hierarchy yelled at their respective mothers. One in his...
"thank you but please call me Nishinoya. I don't like all the formalities."
"I expected better from you Wakatoshi!"
"Father! Why! Because she isn't perfect!"
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Iwaizumi..., the maid, I need his name, and I all walked up a set of stairs to the left of us and down a hall. The hall was decorated with large paintings on the white walls. The window's, covered by curtains, went from the floor to the sealing. Speaking of the floor it was a rich dark red colored carpet that looked softer than id ever seen.
As we continued down the hall, I noticed a certain painting on the wall. I stopped and looked at it closely. The image was depicting an event, a war. It showed the heat of the battle and it looked really intense. 5 men on horses, one with a crown, where center of the photo, seeming leady the charge. They held swards and where dressed in the armor of the Miyagi states. Fighting against a country or state I wasn't sure of... The image seemed so familiar, like id seen it before.
"Sir Nishinoya is something the matter?" Iwaizumi asked. He and the maid stood still a few paces down the hall. They both looked at me a little concerned.
"No, its nothing. Sorry I'm coming." I quickly shuffled down to the two men and we continued down the hall. The Maid now at my side and Iwaizumi leading us. I turned to him and asked, "So how far are we from Ushi- Sir Ushijima's Quarters?"
"Oh were already in them." The maid said with a smile. I was shocked! "This last hallway is all of his Quarters. Usually the door's are shut but I guess they left them open tonight." I nodded as Iwaizumi stopped at the end of the hall, in front of massive doors.
"Sir Nishinoya we have arrived at Sir Ushijima's and now, your room."
"thank you Iwaizumi, but please call me Nishinoya. I don't like all the formalities." I said as he went to open the door. he stopped and turned around.
"Pardon? You don't want me to call you sir?" Iwaizumi said. Shock painted on his face.
"Yeh. I was grown up with nothing so formalities just make me uncomfortable. So just call me Nishinoya. At least when were in private." He waited for a moment
"Sure thing. Now Nishinoya, ill leave you with..."
"Me! I don't think I've introduced myself! I'm-"
"This is Shittykawa. He will take care of you. I will be off now." He bowed and began to walk off.
"Mean Iwa-chan! See you soon. Anyway, my real name is Oikawa, Sir Ushi's personal Maid. And now I'm yours too. But anyway, come on in and we can talk more inside." He said as he opened the door and ushered me inside.
I walked in this bedroom and it was giant! There was a huge bed leaning against a wall and pointing into the center of the room. beside it was 2 small tables on each side with lamps on top tf them, a giant window next to each one of them. To the right-hand side of the bed was a huge dresser and mirror. The dim lights where surrounding the entire room. just across from the room was a circular table and chairs surrounding it. on the left-hand side of the door was 4 giant windows looking out to a large balcony.
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I stook struck before Oikawa grabbed my wrist and helped lead me over to the table where I said down. I noticed a door on the right hand wall by the bed and had to ask, "Where is that too?"
"Oh that's the bathroom." I blushed, embarrassed that I missed something obvious. I sat down at the table and Oikawa and I began to talk. "Why are you blushing? Did I embarrass you or something?"
"N-no. i-its fine..." I said and shook it off and he started asking me some questions. But as we talked, I noticed something. "Um why do you keep Sir Ushi? Isn't that considered rude?"
He just laughed at me. I was even more confused, "Oh usually it is. However, in private I call him Ushi because I'm also not one for lots of formalities, especially since I'm his personal maid. Aaand it was how I pronounced his name as a baby."
"Baby? How long have you served here!?" I asked shocked!!
"Oh yeh I've been serving Sir Ushi since I was about 12 years old. He was 9 at the time. But my family has been serving the Ushijima's for generations, so I was raised here. They put me through school with some other kids who served here including how to serve them. Then at about 10 I would serve them after school. Once I finished school and served them as a general maid but Wakatoshi seemed to be more comfortable with me so at 12 they appointed me his personal maid."
"Wow! That's really interesting. So then did you grow up beside Iwaizumi too? Since he works for Sir Ushijima and all." I asked really interested in their past and to avoid talking about me.
"No he didn't. he began serving Sir Ushi when he was 13. I was 15, Iwa-chan was 16. It was about the time he head to start going to business meetings and events with his father and what not..."
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"So Yúki is from the small town of Toowoomba (Aka where I won my first medal in volleyball). She's 18 and quite beautiful if I must say so myself." I said to my mother and father. My father glared down at me.
"She isn't that pretty. I mean she has short hair. Is she even educated?" my father questioned. He looked pissed off and cold. Colder than I could ever pretend to be. And that just made me mad.
"No She isn't because her family couldn't afford it! not everyone was born like me."
"then you should have picked someone who was! Not some scrub from Povo street."
"FATHER! DON'T TALK ABOUT HER LIKE THAT!" I don't know why, id just mut him, but the way my father spoke. I felt the need to defend him, protect him from the comments of my father.
"I expected better from you Wakatoshi!" he said, and it made me break.
"Father! Why! Because she isn't perfect! because she wasn't born like me! BECAUSE SHE ISNT WHO YOU WANTED ME TO MARY!" I was screaming in my father's face with my mother off to the side. She didn't dare interfere with us like this. I saw the rage fill his eyes and face.
He slapped me. I lost my footing and took a knee
"WAKATOSHI USHIJIMA ENOUGH!" he screamed down at me and all I could do was look down, thankfully someone arrived to bail me out... "YOU SHOULD HAVE DONE AS I SAID AND MARRIED!.."
"Mr Ushijima." Iwaizumi had arrived back at my side. He was standing to attention at his side. "I'm awfully sorry however Sir Ushijima's present's is required with the staff of the home." He said stern and I knew it was a lie. It was the way he had said sir in the moment. Not that I cared, it was getting me out.
"Oh yes well we won't hold you anymore dear. Sleep well and we will see you tomorrow." Mrs Ushijima said and waived her hand to usher us off. We bowed and left.
"See you lather mother, Father..." I walked off following Iwaizumi. As soon as we where around the corner and on our way to the kitchen I sighed. "thank goodness you arrived when you did."
"Its not a problem. I left Nishinoya with Oikawa to show him the room and get comfortable."
"Good... why Nishinoya and no Sir? Do you have permission for that?" I asked. I was fine with dropping the Sir or adding nicknames like Oikawa did however they must make sure they had permission for this.
"Yes Sir."
"good. Now why are we actually going to the kitchen?" I asked.
"Your And Nishinoya's food will be done by now and I thought I would grab it and drag you away from that situation in one go." Iwaizumi said with a slight smile. He was always good at timing things well.
'we need to rest up and I think tomorrow will be a big day... or an interesting one at least but Nishinoya will need to know more than he does now. Guess it will be my job to show it to him."
