Kanaya entered the bedroom in which she shared with Rose, letting out a small sigh as she presumed once again, she would be heading to bed alone because Rose chose to stay up late, thinking about her patients.

"Something troubling you?" she heard a voice speak. Kanaya looked up, directing her attention over to the bed and smiled. Sitting there was Rose, already in her nightgown, a book in her hand as she flipped through the pages, her eyes not leaving the text for a brief moment.

Kanaya shook her head as she walked over to the bed, standing at the end as she took off her night robe, revealing her gown underneath. "No, not at all." she replied, draping it over her arm before she walked to the bathroom, jointly shared with the bedroom, and placed the robe on a hanger in there.

"Well that's good at least." Rose replied, turning the page once more.

"I must say though, I am awfully surprised to see you in bed though the same time as myself. I must say it's been a while." Kanaya commented, walking out of the bathroom and turning off the light. The rest of the room was dimly lit, the only light source coming from the lamp next to Rose's bed by which she was using to read.

A small smile crossed Rose's lips, her eyes still fixed on the text, "I told you that I would be in bed tonight. Remember?"

"Of course I do." Kanaya replied.

"Then why are you surprise?" Rose asked, then suddenly felt her hair being brushed back by the other girl's hand, the blonde strands now being pushed behind one of her ears. Rose looked up, to find Kanaya leaning over her, smiling for a brief moment before looking down at the book.

"Reading Lovecraft again?" she asked, "How many times have you read his stories now?" She asked. Kanaya was well aware that Rose had read the book many times based on it's worn condition, more than likely it was the one that contained the infamous Cthulhu, which wouldn't have surprised her in the least.

"Too many for me to count." Rose replied.

"Then maybe you should put it up for now." Kanaya suggested.

Rose quirked a brow then quickly caught on, setting the book aside on the nightstand. The instant she did, Kanaya's lips were upon hers, captivating her, pulling her in as the alien girl's hands began to wander.

Rose turned off the bedside lamp.

The next morning, Rose had awoken to a stream of sunlight peering in. She groaned a bit, shielding her eyes as she glanced over at the clock. It appeared she had woken up before her alarm had the chance to go off and she let out a sigh. It was really no use getting up before the time she was supposed to, so she figured she would lay there a little longer.

She looked down to find Kanaya still sleeping, her head laying against Rose's chest, her arms wrapped around her torso. Rose pulled up the blanket a bit, noting that it had slid down and covered the two of them better, trying to keep their bodies warm.

Rose glanced around the room briefly, not entirely sure as to where her nightgown had landed the night prior, but presumed it was close. It must have been at the end of the bed, or on the floor next to her. Both of those seemed logical after the events of the night prior. She let out a small sigh and laid her head back down. She was entirely sure as to if she should go back to bed, or if she should remain awake for those last few minutes before the alarm so rudely awakened them.

She also debated as to whether or not she should wake Kanaya. It would have been much more soothing had she woken up by her partner, rather than by a noisy alarm clock that jerked you out of a sleep. However, Kanaya looked so peaceful, Rose would have felt guilty to wake her.

To her luck, however, Rose did not need to do such as she felt the light tickle of Kanaya's eyelashes barely fluttering against her skin as she opened her eyes. The alien remained there for a moment, still holding herself close to Rose as if she were taking in her scent, inhaling the beauty of the one she loved so fondly.

After a few brief moments, she looked up at Rose, who was smiling down at her. "Good morning." Kanaya finally spoke before slipping away from Rose, sitting up. "What time is it?"

"A little before seven thirty." Rose replied, sitting up as well, glancing across the bed to find her nightgown dangling off the side. She reached for it and seized it, slipping the fabric back onto her body.

Kanaya smiled and stood, picking hers off from the ground next to the bed and putting it on, "Well, it's lovely to know that we got up early. I'm going to go wash myself up then fix us something for breakfast."

Rose smiled and got out of bed, "Please, don't worry about it, I'll go get breakfast started while you do that." she walked over to the bathroom, grabbing her own robe and putting it on, "You have your meeting with that clothing line today, am I correct?" she asked, walking towards their bedroom exit, "Please, let me fix you something."

And with that, Rose exited the room and allowed the rest of the day to continue rather smoothly. As Kanaya left, she granted her a kiss on the cheek, only to quickly wipe off the light make up from her lips. She looked down at the fingers, at the peach tone that seemed to almost blend with her own. It was amazing what Kanaya could do with her makeup, it was even more spectacular that she could pull off being human, even with her horns. She some how worked them into her fashion, and no one ever questioned it simply because she was a fashion designer, and they presumed she was just doing some odd quirk.

Rose watched her exit before returning to her own routine. She was to head down to her office for a session with a boy later in the day, one suffering from depression, or at least that was what his parents had believed him to be suffering from.

By the time she had made it to her office, she had just enough time before the patient arrived to straighten up a few things. This included taking down the photos of Kanaya she had placed up. It was honestly a hassle to constantly remove them and place them back up, but Rose refused to keep them down forever. She enjoyed having the pictures of Kanaya and her in her office space, for some reason it gave her a sense of motivation.

But, she had to be considerate of how her patients and their parents would feel, knowing that their psychiatrist was in a relationship with a female, and she simply couldn't lie and tell them she was a close friend. It simply didn't feel right in Rose's mind set. It was better to just not let the topic come up in conversation and to avoid it as much as possible, just never bring it up.

She placed the last frame into her desk drawer and closed it, just as the secretary outside paged her, stating that the boy had arrived. Rose welcomed for him to come in, and she watched as a shaggy haired teen emerge from the door.

"Please, take a seat." Rose spoke in a kind tone, moving from her desk over to her chair as she took her notepad out.

It was probably a good solid our that she spent conversing with the boy. He explained how he thought his parents must have been crazy, how he wasn't doing the things they thought he was, how he was positive he was living a rather happy life. Rose took note of all of it, shared a few words, right before he told her that he didn't really need the opinion of some doctor to tell him what he could figure out himself.

A sassy child, yes something that came around quite common in these parts. She felt lucky however, that despite his reluctance to accept her help, he continued to ramble. Perhaps it was all the boy needed, just someone to yell it out to, a way to release that inner anger.

She met with the boy's parents soon after, explaining what she uncovered in the session. She soon sent them on their way after they spoke about scheduling him again for another session the following week.

Things quickly grew silent after the family left, and Rose let out a small sigh. She didn't have any other appointments for the morning, her next was scheduled for some time in the early afternoon. She opened her drawer once more, taking out the images and setting them back up once more. A smile crossed her lips as she looked at the image of Kanaya's face. There is was, her inspiration.

"Dr. Lalonde?" Rose heard suddenly from the intercom on her desk. Her secretary was trying to get her attention once more, "You have a visitor."

Rose walked over to her desk, "A visitor?" she asked in return, "Well, please send them in."

"Yes ma'am." the woman replied. On the other side of the door, the secretary smiled up at the woman standing opposite of her desk, "You may go right on ahead, Dr. Lalonde will be in her office waiting for you."

The woman smiled in response, "Thank you, I appreciate it."

As she walked past, the secretary stared at her from the corner of her eye. Those horns, they always struck her as odd. She didn't really know that woman's relationship to Rose, but she saw her frequently, so assumed she must have been a close friend to the woman. She shrugged and picked up the book she had lying on her desk, shrugging the thought off of her mind.

Rose sat at her desk and watched as the door opened, "Rose?" the woman spoke, and soon was revealed to be Kanaya.

"Ah, Kanaya." Rose smiled, standing up from her desk. Kanaya walked over to her desk and stood next to it, smiling back at the blonde. "How did the meeting go?" Rose asked.

Kanaya gave a small shrug as she smiled, "I say it went rather lovely. They really enjoyed the designs and are going to feature them for their summer catalogue."

"Oh, Kanaya." Rose replied, some excitement in her tone, "That's just lovely." she leaned over and gave her a quick kiss on the lips, "I knew they would love your designs."

The other girl let out a small chuckle, "Thank you," she spoke, placing her hand on top of Rose's, "Are you going to be free for lunch? I was thinking we-"

"Ma'am, Dr. Lalonde is with a visitor right now!" a voice suddenly called out from behind the door. The two women looked over.

"Who's that?" Kanaya asked.

"My secretary..." Rose spoke, her tone sounding bother confused and curious.

"You can't go in there right now! Miss-" it was too late, a girl came barging through the door, stopping dead in her tracks. She stared at the two women, and Rose quickly retreated her hand from Kanaya's before saying anything. She could see her secretary standing on the other side of the door.

"I'm so sorry Dr. Lalonde!" the secretary apologized instantly, "I told her you were busy, here let me call security-"

"No, it's fine." Rose spoke, then moved her hand a bit, signaling to the secretary that she could return to her desk. She looked over at the girl, this had been the patient that she had been wracking her mind over most recently. "Why did you come today? You aren't scheduled till tomorrow."

The girl seemed out of breath, as if she had ran to her office from somewhere else. "I'm sorry." she breathed, walking over to her desk. It appeared she didn't even notice Kanaya's presence at first, "I just really needed to talk to you-Oh, I am so sorry!" she spoke, suddenly becoming aware of Kanaya standing next to the desk.

"It's fine." Kanaya replied with a smile, then stepped away from the desk, feeling somewhat awkward. "I'll leave you two to converse." she looked over at Rose, "Just give me a call or something and let me know, alright?"

"Sounds fine, thank you, Kanaya." Rose replied, and gave her a small wave as she exited, then turned back to look at the girl. "Why did you decide to come at this time?"

The girl fidgeted a bit then sighed, "I just, I really need your help..."