I want Hawkeye Mihawk

A bastard will always be a bastard!

Cecil's POV

"I wouldn't do that if I were you" he  suddenly muttered, frightening me.

I jumped back and shrieked, " I wasn't doing anything, I wasn't gonna touch it, I swear" I blabbered, flailing my hands.

"Hmmm. Whatever you say. Go find something constructive to do and stop fooling around me" he snapped.

"Heyyyy... Did you ever considered that I might be hungry?" I asked.

"I did take it into consideration since you were bickering a lot" he dryly said. "Even so, I brought back groceries, since I knew you couldn't possibly live in my lifestyle"

"So... Feed me" I demanded.

"Feed you? .... To the baboons? OK" he said thinking he's funny.

"Feed me some food!" I gnashed my teeth.

" since I don't cook... There are two kitchens here. Let your nose lead you, I'm sure its not big for nothing."

"My nose is not big! If anything its the total opposite!" Grrr this bastard.

"Sure.....Whatever makes you sleep" he simply stated.

"By the way... I never got you name" I said in a matter of fact tone.

"I don't have any name" he dryly replied. He's getting on my nerves.

"Everyone has a name, even the dogs too" I stated sarcastically.

"Well... You do not need to know mine" he snapped.

"Hey ...you know my name ...it's fair I know yours... Besides what if I'm in danger and need to call you... "

"Do not call me at all. Learn to rely on yourself , not on others strength." He replied immediately.

I decided to be matured and not to bother answering him. He closed back his eyelids and I wondered off. I mean I'm his guest. He should be touring me in this place. And here I am wondering where the kitchen is.

After 10 minutes of searching, I finally came to two large doors. I pushed them open to reveal what looks like a brand new kitchen. Painted in an alluring white, matching the clean, spotless tiles. I opened my mouth in awe. It looked like it has never been used. All the silverware still shone brightly and spotless.

I walked in carefully, observing the place in admiration. There was a two-door fridge, which stood out the most. I opened it and was stunned to see exquisite food ready to be cooked and eaten.

After thorough examination, I realize they were freshly brought. I guess these are the groceries he brought today. And its all for me.  A wide grin spread across my face.

I grabbed an apron and a chef hat from the cupboard. This place was loaded with everything. It really is a castle ~ except it doesn't have a king.

From the groceries I received, I've decided to make popcorn chicken with sausages and pancakes, along with a glass of plum juice.

After everything is finish, I'm contemplating whether to give that old geezer any or not. I have a strong mind not to give him any. But since he was the one who bought them, I'll offer him some. Urg.

I dished out two plates of food and place them on a tray along with two glasses of plum juices. I carried them to the large room we were in, there I found him still snoozing away.

Tsk.... As if he sleeps. I walked over to him and was about to tapped him on the shoulder, but his voice stopped me.

"What?" He asked even though his eyes are still closed.

"Uhm, I just cooked and I was wondering if-"

"No thanks" he said cutting me off. What the....

"I went through hell to make two dishes!" I slammed.

"No one asked u to" he replied lazily.

"OK fine! I'll eat them both by myself" I said, sitting down.

"No problem, just stop annoying me" he grumbled.

Douche!

I will never offer him anything again, but on the other hand, I got two food!

  I open the lid and the aroma of the food wondered in the room. He must smelled it cause he shifted in his little comfort zone. Ahhhh that's nice.

I got up and went to the direction where the breeze can carry the smell more directly to his nostrils. He shifted some more, then open his eyes. Hmmm yess that's right sucker! Smell my magnificent food.

I decided to be a little more teasing, "mmmhmm , oh this is soooo good"

He got up and took up the other plate of food. I grabbed ahold of it." Hey you said you didn't want it"

He slightly glanced at me, " I do now" I let it go. Yeah the smell captured him. He walked off with the food and I couldn't stop smiling.

I realized he left the juice, " hey you forgot-" he was no where in sight. I decided to go hunt him down with it. I knocked on his room door but there was no answer. I dread pushing it open, besides He would have answered before I even knocked. Or his mouth is busy gobbling up my delicious food. I smile at the thought. I doubt it.

I went outside the castle and there I saw him, sitting with a mighty sword in his back. Looking at him from this view, he looks like a warrior. A strong mighty warrior, with a sword too heavy for him.

I walked up to him, "hey you left the-" I never finished what I was gonna say, when I saw one of the big baboons happily eating the food I made for him. He didn't take it for himself, he gave it away to animals.

"You were saying something?" He asked.

"Nahhh," I smiled and turned back with the tray. I head back into the castle place the juice down and went into my bedroom. I slammed the door shut and collapse into the bed. Soon enough, tears started trickling down my cheeks.

After a few minutes of sobbing, I came to an understanding that he'll always be this way. So to save myself from future heart breaks... I needs to be strong and cry no more. A bastard will always be a bastard.

I got up and wiped my tears, then I head to the bathroom and took a nice hot bath. While shampooing my hair, That's when I realized, I didn't have anything to wear. I guess I'll just parade in this bath towel until my clothes are dried.

I pushed my door open and went into my room. No one would come down this direction anyways, so I decided to leave it open and dried my curly hair with another towel. I gazed at myself in a full length mirror and it reflected a good looking woman of course. Curves in the right places and quite easy to look at.

I don't see why he wouldn't want to sleep with me, not that I want him to. Its just he made me felt as if I looked nothing like a real woman.

Oh for god sake... Stop sulking over foolishness. I mean I am gonna be a tough woman.

I let my hair stay loose so that it can dry easily. With nothing to do in here, I've decided to wash up the few dishes. 

I peaked out but I didn't spot him. Good. I wanna avoid him as much as I can. Walking into the kitchen, I saw two glasses, with traces of plum juice. One is mine, the other was the one I gave him. Hmph. He must have given the monkey or thrown it away.

Didn't matter anyways. Its the last time I will ever offer him anything.

However, I didn't see the dish he gave the monkey... He must have discard it, such a scornful man!

After washing the dishes, I headed for my room silently, but he still managed to spot me. The minute he saw me, was the very minute he looked away. He's probably thinking of his 'me seducing him' crap again. I didn't say anything, I just continued walking with my head straight, but I could feel his eyes glued on me.

I went to my bed smiling, not realizing what I have just done....