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Snow silently drifted to the ground, you stood in the middle of the busy Central street, you face shrouded with a black scarf. It wouldn't be good for your reputation if people saw your identity, ergo you had to remain unsolved, you were like a Chinese puzzle that way. You quietly made your way through the maze of alleyways, your soft steps hardly echoing against the tall walls-

You gasped, jumping up from you "bed."

You may as well have been calling it your bed they way you had been sleeping on the past few days. You yawned groggily before gazing down wearily at the papers you had just recently been using as a pillow, you sighed, it would probably take you a while to put all the papers in the right order again.

You shrugged it off before getting up out of your chair and walked to the kitchen, singing an old tune from the past gently. You quietly made yourself some coffee before sitting back down again, this time in the living room, you decided it was best to take a break. You looked around the homely room and smiled to yourself, everything was so…family like. If you didn't know any better you would think this house belonged to a small family. Your golden eyes fell softly to the small group of books that inhabited the coffee table in front of you, all of them were written by you. You leaned over and picked up the book on top of the pile, it was an interesting little fact book you had written a while ago, one of the first that you wrote before giving up your professional killing. "Beginner's Guide To Weapons: How To Pick Them To How To Take Care Of Them" you smiled absentmindedly as you flipped through the pages at random, reading a coupe of short paragraphs before looking at the pile once more. Your smile widened when you looked at the remaining books. They were all short "Romance" novels, as you liked to call them, there was five of them, and they were all around a four hundred pages in length, they were also considered to be very adult.

You grinned contently as you sipped your tea in a delicate fashion, you much preferred this lifestyle to the one of an assassin's. Although it wasn't soon after that you heard that dreaded knock on the door, you cursed it's existence, including the person causing it. You sighed at put down the cup of tea tenderly before getting up and walking to the door briskly and opening it cautiously.

"What a surprise! Your alive!" Maes Hughes grinned, letting himself in.

"Are my ears playing tricks on me or was that disappointment in your voice?" you looked at him suspiciously, you learned never to trust him when he made sarcastic little jokes.

You slowly walked into the leaving room and analyzed him discreetly, "Do you want tea?"

"If you wouldn't mind.." Maes smiled politely, he was defiantly up to something.

You made your way to the kitchen, and watched him carefully as you made him some green tea, it irritated you how he just sat there so casually even when you KNEW that he and his horrible little mind were up to something.

You came back in the living room and gave him his tea before sitting down and picking up yours again, adding innocently "Any reason why you're here Maes?"

"Just to see if you were alive, I haven't seen you for a while" Maes said casually.

"I've got a few more books written, they're on the table if you want to read them" you gestured towards the coffee table. Maes immediately picked up on of your "romance" novels.

"Your writing porn?" he looked at you questioningly.

"How very dare you, it's not porn it's romance" You said deviously.

"Fine, romantic porn"

A few moments of silence passed before it was shattered by Maes, "You seem quiet, are you alright?"

"I'm perfectly fine, stop worrying, man" you frowned, hating it when people worried about you unnecessarily, it made you feel as if you couldn't fend for yourself.

"It's dreams about your past again isn't it?" Maes sighed.

"And if I said yes?"

"Well, I would tell you maybe to take some time of your, Uhh….research. And maybe join me for dinner" He said the last part slightly quieter than the rest.

"Dinner?" you raised a perfect noir eyebrow gracefully, "whom else would be going?"

"Nobody, just you and me" Maes smiled.

"If I didn't know any better Maes, I'd think you were flirting with me" you chuckled.

"It's a good thing you don't know any better then, because I am"

"Is that so?" you said, putting down your tea.

"Very so" Maes grinned, he seemed more than eager to play your little mind games.

"Well then, I hope you not this forward at dinner" You smiled slyly.

"Do my ears deceive me or is that a yes?" Maes smiled, stand up, and you copied him in a mirror fashion.

"Why yes, I do believe I am" you smile grew into a smirk as you took a step slowly towards him and he copied your actions also.

"Well I do believe we should settle it with a kiss" he grinned as both of you took another step.

"Yes I do believe so.." You were inches away from him now, and you weren't about to back down.

"So why don't you? Are you scared?" you both took another step, you were both practically nose to nose by now.

"You wish" you crashed your lips on to his as electric jolts fly through your body, you seemed to have shocked Maes momentarily, but he soon after started to kiss back. You could feel your heartbeat increase rapidly as he placed his hands over your thin waist, making you jump giddily. He pulled away and gave you a last peck on the lips before saying "I'll pick you up at 9 then?"

"Don't be late" You grinned, as he walked to the door.