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estiriseI thought one of these might as well be a completely new fandom, so here's a little fic for Mei-chan no Shitsuji (Mei-chan's Butler). It's set early on in the series.
Things That Cannot Be
by Estirose
c 2009
Mei looked out the window, the night mocking her attempts to sleep. The dream she'd woken up from was a reminder that the life she'd planned to have - of graduating high school, going back to the shop, maybe marrying somebody like Kento - had been taken from her by fate and the death of her parents.
Instead of being able to honor her parents' legacy by taking over the shop, she was now at St. Lucia's. Rhito was probably around her suite someplace, and she'd simply have to ring a bell to make him appear. Not that she needed him at the moment, and it would be cruel to wake him.
Not that Rhito would complain, of course. Rhito would never be so crass as to complain. Rhito would gladly suffer for her, gladly go through any indignity for her, carry her over streams and make dinner for her.
It was nice to have Rhito around, but she'd have preferred being Mei-chan, shop girl, nobody special. Someone who could laugh and play and be with her family. Somebody who didn't have to worry about grandfathers and butlers and crazy things like that.
She was not that somebody anymore, and she knew it. Especially when Rhito drew a sweater around her shoulders, standing silently behind her.
"I'm going to bed," she said finally.
"As my lady wishes," Rhito replied behind her.
But she sat there for quite some time more, wishing for things that could not be.
Things That Cannot Be
by Estirose
c 2009
Mei looked out the window, the night mocking her attempts to sleep. The dream she'd woken up from was a reminder that the life she'd planned to have - of graduating high school, going back to the shop, maybe marrying somebody like Kento - had been taken from her by fate and the death of her parents.
Instead of being able to honor her parents' legacy by taking over the shop, she was now at St. Lucia's. Rhito was probably around her suite someplace, and she'd simply have to ring a bell to make him appear. Not that she needed him at the moment, and it would be cruel to wake him.
Not that Rhito would complain, of course. Rhito would never be so crass as to complain. Rhito would gladly suffer for her, gladly go through any indignity for her, carry her over streams and make dinner for her.
It was nice to have Rhito around, but she'd have preferred being Mei-chan, shop girl, nobody special. Someone who could laugh and play and be with her family. Somebody who didn't have to worry about grandfathers and butlers and crazy things like that.
She was not that somebody anymore, and she knew it. Especially when Rhito drew a sweater around her shoulders, standing silently behind her.
"I'm going to bed," she said finally.
"As my lady wishes," Rhito replied behind her.
But she sat there for quite some time more, wishing for things that could not be.
