AN: Some one said Chapter 6 was cute….It really wasn't supposed to be cute but if that's what people think that's their opinion. lol Here's Chapter 7!

"Chang I need one House Platter!"

"Coming right up!" Chang grabbed a skillet and some pans, and began to prepare the meal. He owned and worked at "Chang's Chinese Restaurant". He was the chef and he loved every minute he was at work. Cooking was his life, and he enjoyed seeing the content look on his customers face's when they ate his food. He worked quickly and was soon finished. A waiter came and took the plate almost immediately after he set it down on the counter. Another waiter came in the kitchen and leaned against a wall.

"We're swamped out there Chang! There's really a crowd tonight! You should higher more waiters. That would make things so much easier." Chang sighed and nodded.

"You're right but right now there isn't anyone, so just hang in there." He patted the young man on the shoulder and gave him a light shove back into the dining room. Chang quickly started cooking again but no sooner had he begun then yet another waiter hurried in.

"Chang there's a couple in here wanting to talk to you!"

"If there is something wrong with the food, tell them she'll get a discount."

"No, no they want jobs!"

"Jobs!?"

"Yeah…that's what I said."

"Well send them in!"

"In the kitchen?"

"Does it look like I have time to go back to my office?"

"No…"

"Then go and them!!" His employee scurried out and came back with a fair, slender, blonde woman and a tall, brown haired man.

"Hello my name is Françoise." The woman said kindly.

"My name is Joe." the other told him.

Chang could always tell what people were like from the looks in their eyes, so it had become a habit to look them in the eyes when speaking to them. Joe's dark cinnamon eyes were bright and intense and Françoise's green were soft and a bit mysterious. For some reason those looks…those eyes seemed very familiar.

"Well welcome you two! You're looking for work?"

"Yes" Joe answered.

"Alright then I'll give you jobs!"

"Really? No interviews or anything?" Chang smiled and nodded vigorously.

"That's right!" Françoise clapped her hands together and then turned to give Joe a hug.

"Isn't that wonderful Joe?" Joe grinned.

"When do we start?"

"Now if you want."

"Now??"

"Of course! You'll need uniforms, but if you don't want to start today I understand, it's just that we're really busy and-"

"It's alright we'll work today!" Françoise told him gently. Chang motioned for them to follow and stopped a nearby waitress.

"If they start complaining tell them that it will be just a bit longer." She nodded once and Chang continued down the hallway. He opened a door to the right and began torummage through whatever was inside.

Joe looked at Françoise.

"I hope this works" he whispered softly. "I just hope that I don't have to-"

"Joe I do need waiters but we'll let Françoise help with that. You can run errands for me." Joe forced a smile. 'Just like last time…' he thought. Chang went back to digging through the closet. Françoise knew what he was going to give her, and she knew Joe did too from the now real grin on his face.

"Here you are Françoise." She took the short pink dress from Chang's hands and hurried off to change. Joe stared after her, the smile still spread across his face.

"Come now I need to put you two to work!" Chang grabbed Joe's arm and drug him back into the kitchen.

"Alright I'm going to need:" Joe copied down all of the said items the chef needed and as he turned to leave Françoise walked in. She looked just like she did the first time she ever wore that dress: Beautiful. This time, however, she wasn't angry at Chang for making her wear it though she pretended to be just a little upset.

"Am I supposed to impress someone?" Her gaze was as sharp as a knife. He looked up at her nervously.

"Well not really…"

"Not really!?!" She walked toward him slowly. Joe hurried to the door and opened it. 'I hope repeating this situation will make him remember.'

"Don't worry 003 we like you." Joe closed the door behind him and waited.

"003? What does that mean? And, who is we?...we….003…." The memories flooded in and made his head pound. He now realized who he truly was.'My life is nothing more than strife.' He accessed his flame device to make sure all he remembered was true, and when he felt his breath become heated he put his face in his hands. He felt a comforting hand on his arm and looked up to see 003 gazing sadly at him.

"I'm never going to own a restaurant and keep it am I?..."

I REALLY hope that wasn't severely lacking in quality. I know I got the little comment by 009 at the door completly wrong. I just couldn't remember it. I'm a bit tired right now because I just got back from school and the next 3 days are finals. I despise finals………I'll probably go back and rewrite a lot of sections but knowing me that's probably going to be a while from now.