---- No. This feeling's merely infatuation... I'm admiring him... For what? "Kyo-sama. Your dinn-" "Cut the formalities crap, Anne." "M-m-mast-ter?" In a flash, his arms were around me and his burning face resting at the crook of my neck. It was hot... He was... "Master is a good name... Care to use it in bed?" Okay. Perverted idiot! I grabbed the vase nearby and slammed it on his head, pissed off. He wouldn't bleed. The vase was made of plastic after all. "Ouch!" I glared at him before hissing. "You keep that up and I'll quit the job!" ---- Happy? Short. Update. Yeah yeah screw it. Anna's gunna quit dat shit anyways.