It's 2 in the afternoon and I'm swamped with papers I've scattered everywhere. Most of these papers have things that I already know on them but some of them are new things I haven't been introduced with yet. There aren't many new things so I don't think they will need as much attention as the others. I've studied Business and Administration in college, so most of these are a breeze for me. I spend about 6 hours studying it and looking up additional information, then move onto my other work.

I check the time, 5 PM. When the heck did it turn 5? I only got 2 more done...seriously and it's been 3 hours. 2 done. 2 flipping papers done, and it's been 3 hours? I'm so slow, very slow. Like snail pace slow. "I need a snack." I declared. Rushing out of my room when I get a page. Considering the fact that I'm confined here the time limit doesn't apply to me. Since I'm already up here it shouldn't take me any more than 2 minutes to be where I do. The page is meant for me to be in the living room. "Yes?" I ask quieter than usual. "Make me coffee." He says. "Okay." I say painfully.

Good timing, I won't need to waste as much time if I make myself a snack, and coffee at the same time. I open the cupboard and reach in the same spot I always do when I feel nothing. Oh yeah there's no more. "Mr. Ichinomiya I'm afraid we've run out of coffee beans." I say a hint of sadness I my voice. He mumbles something before talking,"Leave then." He says coldly. "As you wish." I say bowing. I walk to the kitchen to clean up and grab my finger sandwiches I made before going to my T.R. (Temporary room). From the afternoon to late evening my progress has increased by 5. Five finished in three hours woo hoo! It looks like those two hours were just a practice for me it didn't take that long to finish five more documents of my missed work. Twelve out of 53? Still got a long way to go.

It's 8:00 P.M. I'm tired I'll admit it. I want to fall asleep before brushing my teeth and my double daily shower. "MOM-oof." I fall off the bed with the sheets tangled along with my leg. The door opens and Soryu comes in,"What are you doing here?" I ask. He smirks at me,"Eisuke had to step out. He asked me to watch you.","What about Maki then?" I ask. "She's out in the living room. Cooking." What the fuckshit. I run out into the living room and see her cooking with the things I bought. I stare at her blankly and she returns the look with a bit of confusion mixed with it. "Is there something wrong Kia?" She asks. "Maki. What. Are. You. Doing here?" I ask stiffly. "Oh, Soryu had to watch you and he made me tag along." She replies. "No. I mean in the kitchen.","Making food?" She says, making it sound like a question. I mentally face-palm and decide to not care about what she does. Sucking it up I walk robotically back into my T.R.

Going back on my laptop I can't help but sulk while typing and Soryu seems to notice. "Something wrong Ki?" He asks. "I should be asking the same Ru." I say teasingly. "How's Maaaki?" I ask. "Did you do it yet? Or are you not that type of person? You getting attached?" I see a slight blush on his cheeks. "Shut up." He says turning away. "Awe it looks like my Ru is growing up." I say in a childish voice. We're laying on the bed, I guess you can say together. I'm stroking his hair like I used to for him while he lays in my lap. It's a weird since we aren't dating but we have known each other since young so I would make this an exception.

---Maki POV---
"Soryu, Kia come out an-" I stop in the middle of my sentence when I see what's happening in the room. Kia is stroking his hair while he lays on her lap, eyes closed he looks peaceful. I can't help but wonder what kind of relationship they're in when I see it. Are they dating? No then why didn't she choose him when she had the choice? Wait then she wouldn't need to work as a maid. A lot of questions fill my head because of what I just saw. I wait a couple minutes to clear my head before knocking on the door. "Soryu. Kia. The food is done." I say. "Coming." Kia replies.

"Where's Soryu?" I ask. "He's taking a shower." Kia says yawning. "Oh." I reply disappointed about it. "Chicken?" Kia asks. "Yeah I used what was in the fridge." Kia looks annoyed for some reason I don't know why. "Do you like it?" I ask nervously. She doesn't say anything after I ask her and I'm afraid to ask again. "Delicious." She says with a smile. She still looks sad though. "I'm going to go check on Soryu." I say breaking the awkward silence. Quietly I walk to the room to look for Soryu. Peering into the room I call his name, "Soryu?","Kia is that you?","No it's me Mak- EEEK." I scream when I see Soryu shirtless. "P-p-put on some clothes!" I tell throwing something at him and turning away. When I look again I realize I threw a bra at him.

Maki's reaction ----> 😱😵
Soryu's reaction-----> ? 😐 (mastered the art of control)

I quickly rush out of the room, leaning on the wall outside. "Did something happen?" Kia asks walking past me and into the room. A moment of silence passes before I hear Kia yelling at Soryu.

-Kia's POV-
"EEEEK!"
I heard a scream coming from the direction Maki went. Something wrong? I clear off my plate and put it into the sink before rushing to where the noise was from. "Soryu?" I ask. "......" (Soryu) ".............." (Kia) "Youpervertedsonofamobsterwhathaveyoubeendoingafteryourshoweryourperverted-" He looks at me with those eyes and I know it's not true. Now I give him that look and he explains, briefly "Maki threw it at me." He says. Sighing I pick it up and throw it somewhere in the closet. "You have anything for me to wear, I don't want to put my suit back on." He asks. "Asking a woman for men's clothing? Your room is a floor below." I say not thinking. Oh he's half naked and forgot. That's...not like him. "Yeah I do actually." I say opening my suitcase. I throw him a T-Shirt and some shorts. "I asked this question half hoping you'd have clothes, half expecting a no." He says. "They're yours." I say bluntly. "I don't remember why I brought it with me." I say. He looks at me one last time before going into the bathroom, to change. Well he should be anyways. I space out before zipping up my suitcase. *Boop* *Boop* *Boop* I'm getting a phone call from an unknown number. Being the I don't care if it's a prank call I'll pick up regardless idiot I answered. "Be careful where you choose to stay. It may bring unfortunate accidents." *Boop* Unfortunate accidents? "The guys!" I say eyes wide. I sprint downstairs to the lounge but no one is absent. Who? To who!? It's weird that they're always here when I'm down, wonder when they leave for their work. Seeing as they're all there I rush back upstairs. It wouldn't be them. There not with me now and they were safe before. I grab a section of my hair and pull on it in frustration "WHO?" I yell furiously. "Kia?" Maki asks with Soryu in the back. All of a sudden I know who it is and I grab something before sprinting out of the room knocking Maki down in the process.

I run right into the elevator in the lounge with I wasn't permitted to leave. I don't care I don't care I don't care. The stairs don't have other floors so I would have to run down 52 flights of stairs and that is too tiring. As soon as the elevator opens I rush to the employee dormitory and open it with the key I grabbed earlier. Right where I left it, my keys I never felt so happy in my life to see my keys. grabbing that I sprint to the employee parking lot, open my car when I find it, start it, then take off. You bastards I won't let you win again. Driving recklessly is something I've gotten used to in the few times I've driven. There is no time for stopping I don't know how much time I've got left. R-rrooom. Vooom. Police = less traffic. Sounds about right to me. Eisuke. Why did I meet you again? And with those last thoughts everything else vanished. *SCREEECH* *CRASH* *BOOOOOOOOOM*

-To be continued-
I haven't updated in 3 weeks. I'm a bad person. I said I would update yesterday if you read my All about me not really book. I have some stuff going on on writing and projects in writing 10:02 PM over here and I have not finished Language Arts homework yet. I'll update in no more than 2 weeks. If I take longer I'll take 5 requests of whatever, nothing gross or something I wouldn't do. Oh this is also shorter than most of my chapters I'm sorry really had nothing and wanted to end it there. Part of it was my sisters idea which she insisted on. (You would not believe it on the bus this morning) have a good morning to some of you, evening, for some of you, or night for some of you. ~Jen