A/N: Here it is! I haven't had much time to write but, I figured I would put in some effort tonight and write something. Things in italics are flash-backs. Ooh, character development! Anyways, please review and things.

Chapter Three: Angel Losing Sleep

When you walked into Capsule Corp. you were bombarded with how beautiful it was. The sleek feeling of the foray was humanized by the soft pink colour and the receptionist was simply delicious. When you carefully walked over to her desk she asked the person on the phone to hold. In a sweet voice she politely welcomed you to Capsule Corp.

"Do you have an appointment?" she inquired.

You nodded quickly. Where you come from, people are never this kind and it caught you of guard. Almost as much as the blue-haired bimbo that barged through the huge doors that exited to an Atrium.

"Dad! She's here!" the woman shrieked. You noted she didn't seem as tolerable as the receptionist.

You shifted your eyes away from her silently. The doors to the sky-lit room slid open and a short and kind-looking old man emerged. Instantaneously, you noticed that on his shoulder was the cat on the envelope you received earlier.

"Oh, you must b _," he assumed. "Welcome to your new home, I'm Dr. Brief and this is my daughter, Bulma."

You cracked a smile in reply and attempted to do it warmly. "Hello," you waved to both of them. It was difficult for you to try to be courteous. After all, you hardly have seemed to care about being so in the past. You saved it for the people who earned it.

They smiled back at you genuinely, and you began to question if the were real people and not robots. How could anyone be this kind to someone they don't know?

"We'll give you time to settle in," Bulma offered. She was most likely making up for earlier. "C'mon, let me show you to your room."

"You two have fun," Dr. Brief replied.

You thanked both of them, as sweetly as possible. After feeling the pain of having your mouth in a grin for so long, you were relived when Bulma showed you to your room.

She eyed you with an understanding look, as if she knew that this was a lot for you to take in so quickly. "Feel free to relax," she mentioned to you as she handed you a lanyard. "My dad already got your keycards made up." She motioned for you to turn it over and you complied. "See? There's a map on the back if you want to explore."

"Thank you," you cough out. She seems to have a temper and you don't want to set it off. Not that you couldn't take her, but because you know you wouldn't be able to control yourself if she ended up toeing the line.

She waved and you began to inspect the room. In short, you were impressed. It was twice the size of your late apartment and had five times more furniture. The earthy tones gave it a warm and natural feel. You noticed how clean it was; there wasn't a spec of dirt anywhere. Not even in the bathroom. Not even a dust bunny.

You gazed at the glass shower. Not having a bathtub would be a thing for you to get used to. Alas, it was probably for the best because you normally fell asleep in them anyways. Those were the days.

"Wake up, _ _ _ _."

The smell of him gently raised your senses. Feigning sleep just a bit longer, an impulsive smirk raised the corners of your mouth as he gently kissed you.

You shook your head. Now was not the time to bring up the past. Drinking it away was easy, but until you get some job security, you need to stay professional. Suddenly, you veer out of the washroom and run into the bedroom, flipping backwards onto the bed. The way the apartment was set up calmed you: a washroom, a bedroom and a living room kitchen, all separated by doors. There was a closet with sliding mirror doors that contained only a lab coat. The amount of privacy Dr. Brief had given you was unnecessary. Unnecessary and greatly appreciated.

The ceiling was very pretty, but it bored you quickly so you decided to explore. When you exited your room to the Atrium, you were finally hit with how expansive it really was. Your room, like the others, was on floor two. This gave you an excellent view of the indoor outdoors.

There were so many animals.

"We should get a cat," you whisper to him.

"No cats."

"Why not?"

"Animals are useless." Like you. He didn't say it, you felt it.

You shudder and light a smoke. If only you could just get a drink. Anything really. You took a couple drags and began descending the stairs. Suddenly you felt a piercing gaze stabbing at you. Cranking your eyes to the left you see a tail. Then a person. A tail that was attached to a person. Could this get any weirder for you? What was even stranger was the fact he was wearing a pink shirt.

You see him snort a little and look away, only to glance back at you. Pfft. What was his problem? Quickly you finished the slope of the stairs, exited the greenhouse and then the building. Since the company only gave you a stupid lab coat, you might as well stock up on some more clothes. Also, if you get out of here you can get a drink.