A/N: Sorry for not updating Friday or Saturday! I had fun writing this chapter. Oh I'll tell you when the POV is changing to someone in a different area. I am going to try to update tomorrow, I need to edit the chapter. Please enjoy!

I woke up on my stomach and pulled the pillow I was hugging close to me. My brain processed were I was at, 'Shit, I need to pay the rent today. I need to leave from here.' I reached for my phone I had placed on the table at saw it was five twelve in the morning. I don't want to move, but I'm going to get up. I inhaled the wonderful smell coming from the bed and pushed myself up. I need to change my clothes, first I'll wash up.

I walked out of the purple room and closed the door behind me quietly. I smiled to myself when I heard Dan snoring loudly, reminds me of a dog when there sleeping upside down. I saw the boss on the couch he had his face covered with the blanket and arm sticking up above him. I giggled at his odd sleeping position. I quietly made my way to the washroom and changed in there since the two knuckle heads were still asleep. I folded the jacket and put it on the coffee table in the living room. I noticed my knives were in the little cloth, 'Awww,' I thought to myself, 'It's nice when a guy gets you knives and put them up for you.' Should I…No, I won't…but he's asleep he might not notice. I leaned down to his covered face and gave him a kiss on the cheek, or what I hope was a cheek. He begin to stir and I shoot up standing straight, all I heard was him sigh in happiness.

I made my way to kitchen and open the fridge, there's some food in here! I can make them pancakes; I opened one of the drawers and bacon. I mixed my ingredients in a bowl and after a good twenty minutes I had three plates fixed. I checked the time to see it was close around six, I need to hurry. I didn't make them eggs, because I knew it would get cold, and I hate it when that happens.

I should leave a note, I searched through the drawers in the kitchen and found a pad and pen, there was to do a list on there I added at the bottom, "Say Kiera is awesome." I ripped off that sheet and ripped off a blank one. I put the pad and the one that was already written on back in the drawer and began to write a note. I wrote, "Thanks for letting me stay in your comfy bed, I didn't want to get out of it. For spending the night at a guy's place for the first time, it wasn't that scary! xD I have to leave because I need to pay rent before eight, sorry I'm not saying bye to you. Oh, and thank you for putting my knives up, that was sweet of you. I made you and Dan breakfast so eat up.

P.S. You know how to let a girl have a good time. -Kiera"

I put the note on the coffee table for the boss to see and picked up the cloth with the knives in it. I took one good look at the man with green hair still covered up in his blanket and made my way out of the abandon warehouse.

I opened the door to my family's apartment, "I'm home," I shouted and walked to the living room. The living room and kitchen is connected and so was the "dining room." Hey, my brothers said to me. My mom's little Shih Tzu, Daisy, that had white and light brown hair was wagging her tail and fluffy butt. "Hey fluffy butt," I told her picking her up and kissing her on the head. I put her on the couch and she ran back to my mom. "Did you eat," she asked me like a usual parent does. "Yes ma'am I have, I also paid the rent already so who wants to go grocery shopping," I asked the pack.

Rodolfo said first, "I can't, I have a meeting with Bruce Wayne," he said grabbing his coffee and moving to the couch. I took off my jacket and walked to my room to put it up and hiding my knives under my bed. I said out loud, "The Bruce Wayne, as in the one who owns Wayne enterprise," I said walking back to the living room. "Yup, apparently he heard about how I'm going to college to become a general practitioner and I'm doing my intern at the same hospital his father use to work at," he continued saying. "Well that's great congrats. I'm so happy for you, I wonder what y'all are going to talk about," I asked in curiosity. "Honestly, I don't know, but it will be interesting," he said checking his phone. Ciro was trying to put his arm around my shoulder saying, "Smell my armpit," I shouted 'no' and dodged the giant. "I thought I was going to get you this time, I can go to the store with you," he said to me as he went to his room to grab a jacket. "Ma," I asked and turn my head to her direction. "I'm staying with your brother to calm his nerves down," she told me playing with Daisy. "Okay, well I'm going to change and go with Ciro," I said making my way back to my room.

I woke up when I heard Dan walking out of his room, with his basket full of dirty clothes. I looked to the coffee table with a note that said 'Joker' on it and my jacket folded neatly laid next to it. I reached for it and began to read it. 'She left already,' I thought to myself a little angry. And I'm not sweet, wait she likes sweets. I can let her think I'm sweet, but only her! Dan walked in, "Did she leave?"

"Yup," I said popping the 'p.' Dan said walking to the kitchen, "She didn't even say bye. Omigod, she made us breakfast, she even left us warm coffee!" Dan walked back in showing me the pot of coffee that was still warm. "You make it seem like we never have hot coffee around here," I said throwing my arms around and going to my bathroom to wash up. "Well yeah, put we only knew her two days, and she made breakfast. There has been no female we brought here that cooked for us," he screamed to me. I finished washing up and thought to myself, 'We never brought anybody else here.'

I walked into the kitchen and smelt the pancakes and bacon she wrote about. My stomach started growling, "They smell good," I said. Dan finished swallowing the piece of pancake in his mouth, "They taste better. Mmm. How did she learn to cook like this!?" I laughed at his expression of amazement. I pulled the plate of flapjacks and bacon to me and poured syrup on them. They are perfectly round and beautifully golden! I took a bite, it was soft, warm, and nice and sweet, they are really good. "Okay, I think this is the only time I will ever enter heaven," I said to Dan, "In honesty, I thought you were exaggerating. But these are freaking good." I shoved another piece in my mouth, I'm actually happy. I was mad at her and, that's not fair! She used food against me! Then I touched my cheek, did she kiss me…or was I dreaming.

It was five, it already started getting dark outside, I just finished cooking super and had some country music playing. I always like to have music playing especially when I'm in the kitchen. 'Might as well feast,' I thought to myself, 'plus I want give boss and Dan a plate.' I made enough food to feed an army, old habits die hard. Back in Texas I had to make enough food to feed seven people and extra just in case my eldest brother and his fiancé dropped by. I don't mind cooking and baking, it makes me happy.

Ciro walked into the apartment, he just got back from work. "Something smells good, what did mom make," he asked me walking into the kitchen. "I cooked today fool! It's your favorite homemade fried chicken," I told him and he got really excited. I continued talking, "I made mash potatoes and gravy. Mashed and peeled the potatoes myself. I made homemade cornbread, southern styled green beans and for dessert an apple pie made from scratch." His smile got big, "We're eating good tonight." I said grabbing a bag and putting a container inside, "I'm going to Daniella's place, to properly thank her for letting me stay the night." He nodded his head, "Usually I would try to make you stay, but the majority of the food is staying her so I don't care. What's the container for?" I looked at him as if he was stupid, "Sweet ice tea, duh. You know we live off this, plus I'm pretty sure she never tasted it before. Plus everyone loves our tea." He helped me put my jacket on and said, "Be safe, I'm going to try to wait to eat when Rodolfo gets back. He should be on his way." I grabbed my stuff and said, "Okay and wake up ma. She wanted to take a nap and told me to wake her up when you got here."

(POV Changes to someone not in the area.)

"My apartments here, my little brother should already be here Mr. Wayne," I said to him unlocking the door to my apartment. "Roldofo, I said you can call me Bruce," the playboy billionaire told me. I laughed as I entered the apartment hearing country music on, "My mom raised me to respect everyone, just showing I respect to you." He gave me look that he appreciated the honesty.

"Mom, Ciro, Kiera, I'm home. I brought Bruce here he wants to meet you all," I said a loud. "Just fallow me they are most likely in the kitchen," I told Mr. Wayne while walking to the kitchen. I saw my mom and Ciro serving food on plates. "Where's Kiera," I asked confused, and started introducing the family to Wayne. "This is my little brother Ciro," I said to Bruce as he shook my little brother's hand. "Nice to meet you," they both said to each other. "This is my mom, Callidora," I said to him as they both shook hands. They both said, "Hi," to each other.

"Kiera left, she took some food to her friend to thank her," mom told me and went back to serving food. "Who made this, it smells good? Did you make it Mrs. Gregario," Bruce asked my mom. "Oh no, my daughter made it," she said. We all stayed standing around the small kitchen island. "Well, I'm going to call Kiera," I said to no one in particular. "Put it on speaker, Ciro," said with a goofy smile. "No, I'm not going, yeah I will," I looked at Bruce, "brothers have to do their job, being a pain to their sister." He just laughed and we all got quiet as I pressed call and put the phone in the middle of the island on speaker. Bruce started leaning on the island as she heard her say, "Yes." Her southern accent is out an about.

I answered my phone saying, "Yes," to Rodolfo, halfway to the boss's and Dan's place. "Why aren't you at home," he asked me. "You know why I'm not there, I'm pretty sure ma told you," I said not caring my accent was coming out. "I know, but it's just Bruce wanted to meet the family. Everyone else is here except you," he said trying to make me angry. "Well did you call us to let us know," I snapped back at him. "No," I cut him off, "Exactly you ass! You should be happy I cook, I even backed an apple pie," I told him as I kept walking. I heard bursts of laughter come through my phone, "I forgot to tell you you're on speaker and Bruce is here listening to us say hi Bruce," Rodolfo said. "Hi, Kiera," I heard a soft male voice say. I turned red from embarrassment, "Rodolfo you ass! You'll be sorry when I get home, you just wait and see! And hi Mr. Wayne," I said the last part in a calmer tone. "I see you when you get home Kiera," my annoying older brother said. "Alright, bye everyone and your still gonna get it," I said as I heard everyone say 'bye.'

"Well, that was my sister," I said looking at Bruce, "Sorry she is not here." He laughed, "It's okay, she's an interesting one isn't she," he said. "Yeah she is," I said in honesty thinking of how she does a lot for my mom. Ciro started talking, "Well come and eat with us. She made homemade fried chicken, homemade mashed potatoes and gravy, homemade cornbread, southern style green beans and an apple pie made from scratch," Ciro said dragging him to the dining room table with two plates.

"She made all of that," Mr. Wayne asked surprised. "Yes she did, if there is something us females know how to do in our family. It's cooking and baking," my mom said in proud tone. I took her plate and my plate to the table. "Would you like something to drink," I asked Mr. Wayne making my way back to the kitchen. Ciro said, "Give him some tea," and started smiling. He turned his head to Bruce and said, "You'll love it, ever tasted sweet ice tea made by a southern?" He looked at him with a curious look, "No, I haven't. I guess I'll take that."

I sat at the table and handed him the cup. "Well dig in, you don't have to be shy," I said to him, I knew he was hungry by the look on his face. He tasted a bit of everything before saying, "This is really good. I never tasted anything like this. Is it wrong to say it taste better then what my mom made?" I laughed, "No, people tend to say that whenever they taste her or my mom's cooking." He took sip and then a gulp of the tea, "This is good, very sweet! Whoa, is this how you guys always eat?" My mom answered him, "Yeah, food is what settles people down. It's nice to eat with the family and talk."

He asked another question, "The music, you always listen to country?" I answered that question, "We listen to all kind of music, but I guess Kiera was in the mood for country. Her and my mom love to listen to music when they cook. Well, they always like having music on." My mom laugh saying, "It's true."

(POV changes to someone not in the area)

'Oh, they're probably going to be mad at me for leaving without saying bye," I thought to myself. Oh well, I walked in their home saying, "I brought dinner," and entered the living room. Dan shot up from his usual spot and said, "Your back," with a big smile on his face. I laughed, "Yeah and I brought food." The boss walked out of his bedroom in his usual attire and just stared at me. I blushed, because I was just wearing my fitted boot cut jeans, a long sleeved baggy black thermal shirt that had four buttons on the top, but I left one open, and solid black ankle converse. The top was baggy, but would cling on to my curves every now then and fit me really loose. The sleeves are to long so it was bunched up in areas on my arms and the shirt was long so it fit me to wear it covered my butt.

"I wanted to say thanks properly," I said after a while as he continued to stare at me. "I brought," he cut me off. "I heard you when you walked in kid and thank you for breakfast, it was delicious," he said walking to me and ruffled my hair. "Oh god yes, thanks, it was so good," Dan said with a smile. "I'm glad, y'all liked it. I made supper," I said holding the bag up. "Well let's go to the kitchen then," Dan said pushing me towards the direction he mentioned. I saw Joker shaking his head and following behind us.

I was looking at Kiera reheat the food for us. As Dan and I sat at the kitchen island, Dan had started talking about some movie he saw. You know for Kiera being small, she has really, really long legs. She must have short torso, but those legs really do look nice. Even if she wearing a pair of jeans. I'm actually pretty excited to taste what she made, everything she said she made sounds incredible. This tea kicks ass. She's going to have to come here and make it for me.

I gave a plate to the boss and Dan, I watched as they started eating and smile slowly crept up there face. "Damn kid, you sure know how to make a man feel like a king. This is fantastic," the Joker said chewing more of his food. "Hehe, thanks, don't forget there's pie," I said as I started eating. Dan said, "I'll never be able to find someone to marry that cooks like you," he said in a serious tone starring at his plate. I busted out laughing at him.

Dan finished his pie up quick and started yawning. "I think I'm going to go to sleep, I feel so sleepy," he told us. "Okay, sorry my food tends to that to some people," I said looking at him sluggishly walk out of the kitchen. I took a sip of my tea and set it back on the table with my hand still touching it, as I looked at Dan finally walk out. I felt a warm hand graze my hand, "Hey kid," the Joker said in a soft tone. "Yes," I asked in the same tone looking at him as he slowly slid his hand away from mine. "Did you…Uh…um, kiss my cheek," he asked insecure and unsure of why he was asking. I smiled and felt butterflies in my stomach, "Yes, why do you ask," I said to him. "I was just wondering, that's all," he said trying not to smile. "Well, I think I'm going to go," I said gathering my stuff. I continued talking, "You can just stay there," I walked close around him. "By the way," I said walking close to the kitchen door, "I only let you touch me the way you do. I really don't like being touched from people, my family or from him when he was alive. I had always been like that, and that's the truth. I'll see you around." After that I walked out and he just stood there, just like I wanted him to.

She did kiss me, that made me happy. She only lets me touch her the way I do, and we haven't even got to that good level. I really, really like knowing she didn't really let him touch her. I started thinking of how she pushed her head into my hand when I was scratching her head, she did it like a cat demanding to be scratched more, more affection. The way her hips move when she just walks. The way our legs felt when they brushed up against each other when we sat on the couch together.

"Fuck," I said grabbing my hair with hands and pulling it a little as I leaned on my elbows with my head in my hands know. I started bouncing on the balls of my feet; I need to get my mind off her, for at least awhile.

When I got back to the apartment everyone was surprisingly asleep, must have been the food. I threw everything in the dishwasher and ran to my room. I closed the door and locked it. 'Hehe,' I thought to myself while kicking my converse and jeans off, 'I'm going to have some fun.' I saw Sasha lying on the other side of the room. "Hey Sasha," I said in whisper she barely picked up her head. "I'm going to, uh, have a little fun with him," I whispered again. She tilted her head to the side. "I'm going to connect to him, and let each other have a good time," I whispered some more almost squealing with excitement. She then gave a look like she understood and went back to sleep. I giggled to myself as I began to lie down on my bed.

Okay, a woman can make herself orgasm by herself, by just thinking and fantasizing. So if I think of him and concentrate on him as I fantasize maybe I can make him feel it too!

Okay, I'm pretty sure I was calmed down but know I'm just thinking about her. That's it I'm taking a shower and dealing with this urge. I got up and went to my room, closed the door behind me and locked it. I am not going to be disturbed. I started stripping my clothes off as I made my way to the bathroom and locked the door. I should take a cold shower to let the heat off.

Fuck it, warm water it is, I'm going to think of her. The water started coming out of the shower head. I got in and let the warm water run over my body as I started hardening thinking of little movements she makes.

I started concentrating on him, focusing on his face and his mind. I thought about me and him sitting on his bed in his room. Him just wearing black pajama pants and me just wearing the long sleeved black shirt I was wearing. He looked at me and I looked at him, we both moved closer to each other. He grabbed my face gently and started pulling me to his face. I looked him in his light brown eyes and moved in for the kiss.

At first our kiss was slow and passionate, but suddenly the pace fastened then turned out into a make out session. He pulled me to where I was laying on top of him and he put his arm around my waist pulling me closer to him. Our legs were between each other and he flipped me over to my back. We broke our kiss to take a breath; I giggled and saw his face paint was smeared. "Mm my paint looks good on you," he said in husky voice and started kissing me some more.

He started fondling and grinding me on while he kissed me. I gasped feeling his erection rub against my bare leg. He started kissing my neck and smiled into it when he heard me gasp again as he touched my left breast with his hand. "Off, please," he said and we both took of my top. "You next," I said and I smiled as I felt him kick of his pants. We were bare and our skin was touching each other, nice and hot. 'The thing good about this is, in real life I will not lose my virginity and only feel pleasure. This is my world so I'm just going on based how I think it will be,' I thought to myself losing my thought and concentrating on his mind and where he is at.

I was still standing under the shower head and still haven't relieved myself. I closed my eyes to think of this fantasy and right now we are naked lying in my bed and I'm kissing her. It's almost as if someone is showing me this. I'm kind of being controlled but still having my little fun.

My mind started racing as my thoughts continued. I kissed her and put my legs between her legs. I started parting them with my knees as she started kissing my neck. I groaned at the feeling of her tongue on my nape.

I had started attacking his neck; I was kissing it and then licked his nape and kissed it. I sucked on part of his nape as he started lowering himself inside me. 'I'll just make it seem I'm not a virgin, since I don't know how it feels to have my cherry popped,' I thought to myself with a giggle. I gasped as he entered me and he moaned. He started moving his hips back and forth and I started meeting his rhythm. "Uhhhh, this feels so good," I was saying between heavy breathing and moaning. "Yes, it does," he said and groaned as I pushed myself up against him meeting his every move.

As I fantasized being inside her, it felt so real, I was pumping myself at the same rhythm, moving my hips as if I was inside her. She wrapped her arm around my neck as we started getting closer to our climax. I want to meet with her; I'll make her meet with me. I started speeding up my pace and so did she. "Meet with me Kiera," I whisper into her ear, pulling her body closer to mine. "Uhh, I am, Joker," she moaned to me. 'If only I can hear her say that in real life,' I thought to myself. We moved together as one, our loins burning. At our last moment of driving each other of the edge with one good thrust, she moaned my name as I did hers. We gasped breathing for air, as I pulled out of her. I laid on my side and pulled her close to me. She gave me a lazy smile and said, "That was amazing, but I think you have to go." I kissed her and said, "I'll see you around." I opened my eyes and saw that I ended up moving my hands against the shower wall somehow when I was fantasizing. I was still standing under the shower head. 'What the hell just happened, I feel like I just had sex or something. I felt the pleasure, but I also felt it mentally, it was like if it was real,' I thought to myself.

I'm actually taking shower tomorrow for now; I'm crashing on my bed.

I opened my eyes, 'That felt amazing," I thought to myself with a smile plastered on my face. Sure I didn't know how to actually fantasize of how it feels but it was good enough for me and I think for him. Well let's see how he acts around me to see if it works. Also if he has hickey on his neck where I placed it, because that means it had to work. I'm just going to sleep, too tired to change and wash up. I fell asleep thinking of how it will actually feel to make love to someone in real life.

I decided to check if all the paint was off my face before I went to sleep. I don't want to have to wash the sheets tomorrow. I looked at myself in the mirror, I still have some paint. I started washing it off and notice something on my neck, 'is that a hickey,' I thought to myself. That's it I'm going to sleep, I threw myself on the bed stomach first. Oh god why, it smells like her. This girl is going to be the death of me. 'Damn my curiosity and my other head,' I thought to myself before I crashed.

I didn't want to make the saucy part freaking amazing! I want to wait till they actually do it in "reality."