Bitch Heiress X Samurai Butler

by KuroKoneko Kamen

  Kusanagi struggled in their grasp. “Argh! Let me go!”

  “You are like totally jealous,” Katsumi told her, a note of surprise in her voice.

  “Understatement.” Shinichi nodded, knowingly. Kusanagi flushed, “Am not! Argh!” She proceeded to beat up her two friends, err, nuisances and tried to stop herself from having an internal implosion due to her own conflicting thoughts and emotions. Talk about an emotional roller coaster. Why would it bother her anyways, if Ranmaru and Orihime were in such an enclosed space together? Ha! The word denial seemed to be hanging over her head. Kusanagi punched at it so that it crumbled to pieces.

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  Kusanagi was still lost in her tumultuous thoughts when Shinichi and Katsumi saw that Orihime was dragging Ranmaru away and towards the Ferris wheel.

  “Uh oh...this is so not good.” Shinichi said while munching on a chocolate covered crepe.

  “What? Why? It’s just a Ferris wheel.” Kusanagi ventured to ask.

  Katsumi shook her head. “Just a Ferris wheel she says. Do you know anything about firsts dates and romance?” Katsumi put in, she was munching on a strawberry covered crepe.

  “Hell no.” Kusanagi deadpanned. And then she caught sight of the crepes that the two of them were munching on and her eye twitched. “And when the hell did you both get crepes without me! Mou! ”

  “Ferris wheels are like the number one kissing spot for a first date. Couples get on the Ferris wheel so that they can have some privacy and experience their first kiss up in the clouds together.” Katsumi began to look a bit starry-eyed and her tone was dreamy, “Oh, it’s all so romantic~!”

  Kusanagi’s eye twitched. “Nandato! What? That complete hussy! How dare she take my Ranmaru off to the Ferris wheel with such...indecent intensions! Argh! And why do I even care? Argh!” Kusanagi began to pull at her hair frantically. Kusanagi noticed the strange looks Shinichi and Katsumi were giving her and cleared her throat before recomposing herself. Cough. “I just…said all that out loud didn’t I?” Kusanagi dared to ask.

  Katsumi nodded, “Yep, you did.”

  “You both know you’re dead if you so much as mention or remember this right?” Kusanagi’s voice lowered.

  “We know.” Shinichi put in.

  Kusanagi nodded and let out a breath of relief, “Right then. Come on, let’s go.” Kusanagi stomped off towards the Ferris wheel.

  Katsumi and Shinichi smiled at each other before skipping after her. “Are you going to try and stop them?”

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  Katsumi asked excitedly.

  “No, no we’re not.” Kusanagi said a serious expression on her face. “We’re merely going to observe.”

  Kusanagi, Katsumi, and Shinichi hid behind a group of people as Orihime and Ranmaru were about to board the Ferris wheel and then whizzed past the other people in line to make sure they got into the car first. This would mean Kusanagi and the others would be directly adjacent to Orihime and Ranmaru’s car as the Ferris wheel moved clockwise to pick up its new passengers.

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  Orihime had a cat’s paw smile on her face as she looped her arm through Ranmaru’s and led him into the car. She was ready to try and steal a kiss. Buwhahah~ At first she took the seat directly across from Ranmaru in the car thinking that way they could stare into each other’s eyes better. But then Ranmaru began to ignore her in favor of looking outside of the car window and out at the incredible view of Tokyo. Tokyo Tower was visible along with many high buildings. Orihime was incredibly irked by this and stood up to sit next to Ranmaru instead; no one ignored the beautiful and intelligent Orihime after all!

  “Hello, hello, earth to Ranmaru!” She started waving a hand in front of his face, and yet somehow he still managed to ignore her since he appeared to be zoning out. Argh! “Oh hey!

  Look over there it’s Kusanagi!”

  “What? Where?” Ranmaru’s ears perked up and he was instantly alert.

  Orihime hit him over the head for it. “Baka! Here you are with the beautiful Orihime and all you can think about is that weird girl. Sigh. You really must love her.”

  Ranmaru immediately became defensive. “That is not true. I am nothing more to my lady than her Samurai Butler.”

  Orihime frowned at him. “Liar.”

  “I don’t lie.” Ranmaru replied back in his monotone voice.

  A twinkle formed in Orihime’s eye as she thought of something. “Prove it then.” She challenged.

  Ranmaru blinked. “How?”

  “Kiss me...” Orihime began to lean in close. Bitch 277

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  Ranmaru’s eyes widened and he gulped audibly; it wasn’t that Orihime was unattractive but-“I can’t.”

  Orihime stopped barely an inch away from Ranmaru’s lips. “Weren’t you ordered to take me out on a proper date?

  Don’t you know that at the end of a date the guy is supposed to kiss the girl he’s with? It’s the chivalrous thing to do. And coming with me to the Ferris wheel is like saying ‘Take me in your arms and kiss me!’. Or didn’t you know?” Her sweet, minty breath was wafting over Ranmaru’s face in a tempting manner. Ranmaru still hesitated but realized that Orihime was right. He had been ordered to do this. Kusanagi had even said

  ‘Do whatever it takes Ranmaru to keep Orihime happy and to keep her thinking that it’s a real date. Got it?’ Ranmaru’s death sentence had already been signed. His golden eyes dulled, he had to do as he was ordered. Nothing more, nothing less. He was just a Spell-Collared yokai slave after all. Ranmaru nodded his head in agreement.

  Orihime’s eyes widened in surprise. She hadn’t thought that kind of warped logic would work on him but apparently it had. Lucky! “Yes!” Orihime punched the air in front her excitedly before recomposing herself. Cough. A mischievous smile formed on her face. “Now where were we?” Orihime began to lean in again towards the now pliant Ranmaru-When-

  KABOOM

  There was a sudden explosion and half of the car they were in was blasted open. What the hell? The force of the blast had even managed to knock Ranmaru out for a few seconds. When he managed to pull himself together he looked over to see if Orihime was alright but saw that the half of the car where she had been seated had simply been blown away and that Orihime was nowhere to be seen. Ranmaru’s eyes widened in concern.

  “Lady Orihime!”

  He then caught sight of one of her perfectly manicured hands gripping the floor of the car on the side that had been blown to bits. He rushed over to see that she was dangling 278

  precariously over the side of the car and out over the amusement park below. “Lady Orihime, give me your hand.” Ranmaru commanded her.

  Orihime looked up and spotted Ranmaru reaching his hand down towards her, however-Orihime shook her head at him. “I can’t. My necklace...”

  Ranmaru looked down to see that Orihime’s pendant necklace was sliding from the fingers of her other hand and that she was trying to get a better grip on it.

  “Just drop it!” Ranmaru furrowed his brows angrily together. It was just a stupid necklace! Didn’t the silly girl realize her life was way more important?

  “No! I can’t!” Orihime cried back up at him and then she lost her grip on the floor of the car at that exact moment. She screamed as she fell backwards. Ranmaru jumped out of the car after her, however, and managed to grab her in midair and swiftly pulled her into his arms. Whew. He protectively wrapped his arms around her even more tightly and steeled himself as they landed on the roof of the Ferris wheel car that was directly below them. Kusanagi’s car. Ranmaru looked up to inspect the damage that had been inflicted on their car. It must have been some kind of bomb or grenade. Another murder attempt on Orihime’s life, Ranmaru decided.

  With Orihime in his arms bridal-style Ranmaru leapt from the roof of Kusanagi’s car and down to the roof of the next car below it. He then proceeded to make his way back down to the ground in this manner, jumping from
car to car until he had finally managed to make it back to solid ground. He set Orihime down gently on her feet. And she let out a breath of relief that they had somehow managed make it back to safety. However-The entire car that had been bombed ended up breaking off of the Ferris wheel and falling down through the air towards the car that was directly under it. In other words Kusanagi’s car. It hit and jarred the car with such force that the car rocked back and forth violently. So violently in fact that Kusanagi was slammed into the door of her car and the door was forced open. Kusanagi flew out of the car but reacted quickly and grabbed the handle of the open car door so that she was dangling Bitch 279

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  from the handle, as the door was swinging back and forth out over the amusement park grounds below. Katsumi and Shinichi immediately began to panic and then pulling themselves together began to try and pull the door closed again and to grab hold of Kusanagi somehow.

  “Kusanagi!” It was Katsumi’s voice and then. “Ranmaru senpai help us!” Katsumi cried loudly. Ranmaru looked up at the distress call and saw Kusanagi dangling from the open door and about to fall to her death. His eyes widened dramatically. “OUJO-SAMA! ”

  Ranmaru felt his inner yokai consume him in his fear and need for instant power. He transformed in seconds into his ninetailed fox form, this time at full power. This meant his form was twice the size of a tiger and he had his nine tails swishing behind him majestically. There was also a fiery red aura blazing around him intensely. His sword Kuroki Ryu was held between his jaws. He wasted no time in leaping up into the air and landing on the roof of the first car that swung back and forth from the force of the impact. Ranmaru then continued his way back up the Ferris wheel in this manner, heading towards Kusanagi-“Ranmaru!” Kusanagi caught sight of him as he was coming towards her. Her hands were sweating and her grip on the handlebar of the door was becoming slippery. Shit. She tried to tighten her grip on the handle but her hand was simply sliding off of it, and then she lost her grip entirely and was falling backwards through the air. A piercing scream was torn from Kusanagi’s lips.

  But Ranmaru appeared beneath her just in time and broke her fall with his back. Kusanagi had landed on him on her stomach, and was draped across his back sideways. Oof. The air had been knocked out at her at the unexpected impact. She blinked down in shock at the soft, orange, fuzzy thing she had landed on. “Ranmaru!” Her eyes widened in recognition. Kusanagi, get a better hold of me. Put your arms around my neck. Ranmaru spoke to her in her mind. Kusanagi blushed but nodded as she turned on Ranmaru’s 280

  back so that she was now mounting him properly, with both of her legs dangling down on either side of him before she then wrapped her arms around his neck.

  As soon as Ranmaru felt that Kusanagi had a better hold of him he leapt down again from car to car heading back for the ground below. Kusanagi was in disbelief that Ranmaru had come to save her and nuzzled her face into his warm and furry neck.

  “Doshite? Why?” She whispered in a low voice thinking Ranmaru would not hear her.

  Ranmaru’s heart leapt in his throat at her soft-spoken question. When she wasn’t yelling her voice really was beautiful. Because I am yours, your Samurai Butler. Kusanagi’s heart fell. I see. Because he’s my Samurai Butler. Because he’s my slave and I am his Master. As soon as Ranmaru touched ground Kusanagi leapt off of him and made sure her back was turned to Ranmaru. She didn’t want him to see the tears that were in her eyes. That baka. Kusanagi took off running away from him not wanting him to see her like this.

  And a mysterious figure once more slinked back into the shadows...

  Ranmaru looked after his Mistress confusedly, Oujo- sama? Ranmaru transformed back into his human form just as Orihime came running back up to him.

  Orihime gave Ranmaru a knowing smirk and patted or rather slapped him hard on the back appreciatively, “Good job, hero. That’s two damsels in distress you managed to save today!

  Come on, there’s one last place I need to go. One last place...”

  Orihime trailed off sadly and then when Ranmaru turned his questioning golden eyes at her she shook her head and smiled brightly at him before grabbing his arm and dragging him off.

  “Hurry up slow poke! Time’s awasting!”

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  Kusanagi, Katsumi, and Shinichi followed Orihime and Ranmaru back into Tokyo and to a very large building that had a rather large crowd gathered and standing out in front. Kusanagi blinked wondering what was going on.

  Katsumi’s blue eyes sparkled, “Ooo~ this is where the big fashion show is going to be held tonight! You know, Takumi’s Bitch 281

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  show, and Orihime is going to be one of his models! I almost forgot! Oh no!” Katsumi suddenly looked fearful. “I forgot to get tickets! The world as I know it is over! No!” Katsumi moaned in despair and shook her fist up at the sky above. “The gods are cruel indeed! I-”

  Kusanagi covered Katsumi’s mouth with her hand. “Yea, yea, I get it. Now, hurry up and follow me. We’re going inside.”

  Katsumi’s eyes widened and she remained quiet as Kusanagi pulled her hand back. “We are? But how?”

  Kusanagi’s emerald green eyes sparkled. “You’ll see. Follow me.” Kusanagi led Katsumi and Shinichi towards the back of the building. There was a single door but it was locked when Kusanagi tried it. She then took out a metal crowbar from the folds of the long, black leather jacket she had been wearing and began to stalk towards the door with it. Shinichi and Katsumi’s jaws both dropped as they watched Kusanagi put the crowbar to the door and force it open. Kusanagi turned to smirk at Katsumi once the door was open, “Free admission.”

  “Awesome! That was like totally cool Kusanagi!”

  Katsumi’s blue eyes were sparkling.

  “Sweet.” Shinichi agreed. “What a handy girl. Too bad she’s in love with Ranmaru.”

  Kusanagi luckily didn’t hear him since they didn’t have time for one of her rants, and led the way inside of the building. They made their way down the hallways as if they owned the place and with Kusanagi’s menacing and intimidating aura no one dared to ask them why they were back there. They finally managed to make it to Orihime’s dressing room successfully. There was a large golden star on the outside of her door, which read, in fancy lettering: Orihime.

  “Ooo~” Katsumi looked at the star, “She has a star with her name on it! That is like so totally cool!”

  Kusanagi reached out and pulled the star right off the door. “Hmm, it’s not even glued.” She then proceeded to rip the star in half, very slowly, a manic grin on her face. Then she 282

  began to rip the star up into tiny little pieces. Katsumi looked distraught. “Kusanagi! How could you!”

  Kusanagi cackled to herself as she let the paper pieces of the golden star fall to the floor. Kusanagi stomped on them once with her booted foot before ignoring the mess. Katsumi sadly knelt down and began gathering the pieces up and was trying to put the star back together.

  Shinichi was shaking his head at Kusanagi, “What a total”

  Kusanagi shot him a death glare that immediately silenced him. Shinichi coughed. “The proverbial green-eyed dragon of envy sure is scary...”

  Kusanagi’s eye twitched. Envy? Bull..shit.

  “Really, Kusanagi, jealousy does not become you.”

  Shinichi continued putting his hands out in a helpless gesture.

  “Who’s jealous? Hmph!” Kusanagi immediately rebuked and turned her attention back towards the door; she reached her hand out towards the doorknob only to stop when she heard strange sounds coming from within-“Oh...yes Ranmaru! Yes! Yes!”

  Kusanagi felt a trickle of sweat form on her brow as she heard Orihime’s moaning voice. She couldn’t be...? All three quickly pressed their ears up to the door in order to hear things better.

  That hussy wouldn’t dare! Would she? Ranmaru is really hot...oh my god I can’t believe I just thought that! Argh! What is wrong with me toda
y?

  “A little higher Ranmaru...” Came Orihime’s pleased sounding voice, “Oh yes, right there...now harder...oh yes just like that...harder...no harder!”

  Shinichi fainted. Katsumi got a massive nosebleed and fell over. And Kusanagi had turned bright red and had combusted on the spot.

  But then Kusanagi’s inner dragon of envy exploded.

  “Argh! How dare that hussy!” Kusanagi was surrounded by an evil aura of green flames as she kicked the door open easily and stormed inside huffing. Emerald green eyes flashing, to see-Ranmaru giving Orihime a foot and leg massage. Next to them were also the tools one needed to perform a pedicure so it Bitch 283

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  became obvious that Ranmaru had just given Orihime a new pedicure. And Orihime was still moaning shamelessly in pleasure at Ranmaru’s well-practiced ministrations.

  Shinichi and Katsumi both let out sighs of relief. “Oh is that all it was. It’s just a pedicure.” Shinichi began. But-Kusanagi was not an easy dragon to appease. “Ranmaru no baka! ” She rushed forward and executed a flying sidekick to his stomach that sent him flying backwards and away from Orihime.

  Orihime remained seated in her chair, nonplused, “Oh, why, hey there, Kusanagi.”

  Kusanagi turned to glare at her. “Don’t you ‘hey there’

  me, you slut.”

  Orihime looked over towards the poor fallen form of Ranmaru and tsked. “Now really, is that any way to treat your handsome, sweet, obedient, and skillful Samurai Butler?”

  “That’s none of your business.” Kusanagi placed her hands on her hips.

  Orihime raised an eyebrow at her. “Oh? You think so?