The next day was packing day, well for Taki anyway. In the white suitcase Taki squeezed in as much clothes as he could. He had planned to have most of his stuff shipped to him; one of the maids would do that without question. While he was squishing the suitcase down so it would zip up properly, one of the maids the youngest at age twenty-three Alain.
"Master Taki, what are you doing?" She asked.
"Packing," He simply said
"Packing!? Why? Are you going somewhere?"
"When will you be back?"
Taki tensed "I won't," He turned around and faced her handing her two pieces of paper. "One of them is instructions the other is a note." He paused and stared at her making sure she understood. She shook her head and he continued, "Keep the instructions and give the note to my folks understand"
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were made at every step causing Taki's body to tense up. A small sigh of relief left his lips as his foot left that last step. He then looked up and spied the large safe, it was enormous. How was he going to open it up? It seemed close to impossible.
He walked up to the safe and situated his hand on the small knob on the side. He started turning it left and right about ready to give up, but he heard a click. He inhaled deeply and moved his hands to side grasping his hands firmly on the side he pulled opening the safe. Not wide but wide enough for Taki to snake is way in. There must have been a few billion dollars or more. Taki bent down and grabbed handfuls of money and stuffing all he could in his pockets. Which was easy considering they were neatly tide up in big stacks of, maybe a million dollars or more each? He must have grabbed nine or twelve of them. Taki had heard a door shut and his parents' voices were faintly heard.
Counters face turned pale he looked as if he was going to be sick. "Whatever time works best for you." He turned and walked quickly out the door slamming it behind him
Taki stared at the door where Counter had left and thought, "Was it something I said ?"
He decided to toss the thought it was probably nothing. So Taki just walked to the couch and sat down with his legs crossed. He snapped his fingers for his butler to bring him tea, sugar with a dash of lemon. With small sips every few minutes he was remembering something that his dad had showed him when he was young; a place where his dad held his money in a safe somewhere. Down in a basement somewhere. It was behind a door but where was that door? It was under his parent's bed if he remembered correctly. So he got up and dashed as quickly as he could up the stairs. He had taken to much time thinking. His parents could be home any
"You can help," Counter walked over to Taki and grabbed him lightly by the chin. "If this feels right, I'm gay, if not I'm straight." Before Taki had time to respond Counters lips had collided with his, and it felt so amazing that a new word had to be created to describe the feeling. It was better than the first strawberry in spring, better than finding a spring when you've been in the desert for a year. It was so sweet, delicious, and gentle.
When they pulled away from each other and just stared. Not saying anything, not knowing what to say, what could be said? Taki then took a deep breath and finally choked out the word, "well . . ."
Counter bit his bottom lip and stared at his hands, his face was a deep red. "Um . . . it . . . was . . . how; well, should I put it."
"I'm sorry I know it was horrible! You decided to be straight I know you did." Taki couldn't help but
"Eggs, bacon, and large pancakes with syrup, a good breakfast nothing fancy well maybe the pancakes are a little big."
After breakfast was done, a maid came and gathered the dishes. Counter hadn't noticed the maid at dinner though. "Who is she" He couldn't help the curiosity in his voice.
"She's the maid we have about five maids they do the house work. You didn't see her last night probably because she cleaned after we went to sleep."
"Wow you are really rich to have someone clean up after you. I mean you know that cleaning sucks."
"Yeah you're right but for some reason I sometimes wish I could know what it feels like to clean my own stuff." Taki sighed "I sometimes tried to clean but my parents said that's work for the poor. I never believed that though,