If I'm A Villain, I Might As Well Do It Right
I woke up confused and disoriented as I felt myself combating a terrible headache. I gripped the sheets, fighting the dull pain. My eye lids fluttered open and shut as I tried to pry them open so as to gain my bearings. "Haah... haah... why..." I panted faintly as I crawled out of my bed.
I steadied my body on the nightstand as the pounding got worse. It can't be a hangover can it? I don't remember drinking anything...
Suddenly, the dull thud grew sharper making me lose my grip on the nightstand. I fell on the floor grasping my head. Ugh... Make... It... Stop...
Memories of a young man with sky blue hair filled my head as images of people ganging up on him, beating and teasing him flashed before my eyes. What... Is... This?
It didn't stop there however as I saw the glares of other young men targeted at him and visions of water being poured over his head.
The young man said nothing throughout all these visions, he only glared back at his bullies, boring into them with his piercing blue eyes.
With the piercing gaze being the last scene I saw, my eyes fluttered open in a start as I stared up at an unfamiliar ceiling, covered in my own sweat.
I sat up and glanced around, taking in my surroundings. Where... Am I? This isn't my room... Oh. A mirror. I thought as I rushed towards it.
In the mirror stood a dashing young man with sky blue hair and crystal blue eyes. How beautiful... he looks like a painting... so surreal...
I touched the mirror, tracing the reflection of the young man in it. Hmm... If it's a reflection then... Oh my God! Woah! If it's a reflection... Holy Cow! That's Me?! I'm so beautiful! Well handsome to be exact... but... WOW! I can't believe it!
The body I'm currently in is of a young man who had luscious sky blue locks and beautiful crystal blue eyes to match. He has pale white skin, was tall and his body was well built. The shirt I wore clung to my body, showing off the muscles that the owner of this body had trained to build.
I peeled off the white shirt, soaked with my sweat and observed myself in the mirror. My body was bruised and battered, covered with numerous markings that indicated I had been beaten.
The bruises stood out as well against the pale skin of my body. My hands clenched into a fist as I stared at my reflection. They hit me where it won't show so they don't get into trouble,huh. How typical.
As my hand caressed the bruises, a sudden shriek caught my attention. I turned towards it to find a woman clad in a maid's outfit covering her eyes as she quickly pardoned herself.
I stared at the woman and took slow lengthy strides as I approached her. As I neared her, she flinched and shivered. I wonder if she was terrified of the owner of the body?
"You..." I started only to be cut short by the maid's apology. "I-I'm sorry for entering without knocking Sir Sapphire... I didn't know you were changing..." the maid blurted out, peeking at my body through the parting of her fingers.
"Oh? And is that wrong?" I asked with a grin on my face as I leaned against the door frame, staring at her flirtatiously. "M-my lord... It's forbidden for maids to look at the sons of the household's body... Only butlers can serve you... I was just here to deliver a message..." the maid said as she snuck glances at my body.
"I see. Doesn't that mean you're special? Being able to come here, to see me?" I asked as I tilted her chin upwards so that she would be forced to meet my gaze. "O-oh... Sp-special? Me? ... Lord Sapphire..." the maid said, clearly charmed as her cheeks flushed a soft hue of pink.
I grinned at myself as I led her into my room, glaring at the butlers who stood in front of my room. I then shut the door behind me as I observed the butlers leaving to finish other chores around the house.
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"So... What is this message that you were meant to deliver?" I asked as I carassed the maid's long brown hair with my thumb and index finger before kissing it. "Ah... my lord... I was to inform you that your father will be arriving tomorrow." the maid replied as she snuggled closer towards me, pressing herself against my body.
"I see..." I said as I peeled myself from her embrace and got out of bed, dressing up in a robe. "Get out. I'll call you soon." I said as I stared coldly at her. "My lord... I understand..." the maid hesitated before obliging, swiftly wearing her uniform as she excused herself from the room in a hurry.
I sighed as I ruffled my hair. My fingers ran through my hair easily, as if I were touching the soft fur of a divine beast. I touched my head again, feeling the softness of my luscious locks.
Ignoring the newfound discovery, I stared at the emblem carved on the coffee table. It was of an image of a wolf baring it's fangs. Wolves meant many different things back in my world... I'm not sure of it's meaning in this world. But, I can only assume it is the family's crest.
Laying the informations I knew down on paper, I realized that I was in the body of Sapphire Del Crowne. The villain of the story Flirting With A Jewel. How peculiar, as it was the last thing I remember reading as Darryl Richardson.
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