Juuzou Suzuya drew in a shaky breath. He had been planning tonight for a month, but he still felt nervous none the less. It was their one year anniversary. And he was going to propose.

He couldn't believe he was actually doing this. He had picked out a ring, a beautiful silver one that had cost him a pretty penny. Tonight, Suzuya was taking Sen to the nicest restaurant he could, and then after, for a surprise, he would take his girlfriend to the zoo, where he would propose. He hoped the zoo hadn't changed its night hours since he checked. Sen was currently out with a friend, getting all dolled up for their date.

It was getting dark out, and Juuzou began to get ready. He showered and got the clothes he had picked out. He put on a white dress shirt that had no bloodstains on it and a pair of new black suspenders. He then put on slacks that actually fit and came down to his ankles. He slid his feet into black dress shoes that he hated. He wanted to wear slippers, but he knew he needed to look formal. He put on a black sport jacket and bow tie. Suzuya then brushed his white hair and put the red pins as straight as he could.

Juuzou looked in the mirror and sighed. It was far to formal for him, but given the fact they were going to one of the fanciest restaurants in Tokyo, it's not like he could wear anything else. Hell, he was proposing tonight.

He sighed once again when he looked at the clock. He still had an hour before it was 6:00, when Sen would arrive and they would leave. He nervously shoved the black fuzzy box that contained the ring into his pocket. Tonight was the night.

"This is it," Naki said, opening the door into a mansion.

Eto gasped. She stepped into a giant hallway that was illuminated by Crystal chandeliers. A red carpet was laid on the marble floors, and a large ballroom was at the end of it. On the far side of the ballroom was a grand staircase. Next to it was a giant piano. Everything gleamed and sparkled. Beautiful paintings hung on the walls.

"Naki," she breathed as she began to walk down the hallway, admiring the paintings and tapestries that hung on the walls. "How…"

"It was Boss Yamori's," the blond ghoul explained. "Now it's mine. Everything. Even the servants."

"You have servants?" Eto asked in awe.

"Yes," Naki said. "Well, they're kind of not allowed to leave."

"So they're slaves?" Eto asked, not sure how she felt about that.

Naki shrugged. "Heikinotoko keeps them in line."

"Who's that?"

Naki called out the name, and soon, a muscular man came clomping down the staircase. Black, greasy hair awkwardly hung over a chiseled, heavy set face. Cruel green eyes set deep within their sockets burned into Eto.

"Yes, master?" the bulky man said.

"We have to get her ready for an important date," Naki said. "Go get a girl servant."

"Which one, Master Naki?"

Naki looked thoughtful for a moment. "Ju San," he finally said. The man hollered the name so long Eto thought that the chandeliers were going to come crashing down.

Ju San. Meaning thirteen. "You number your servants instead of giving them names?" Eto asked, a tad uncomfortable at the prospect.

"Boss Yamori did that," Naki said, cracking his middle finger. "I haven't got me any new servants."

A beautiful girl came rushing down the marble stairs, brown hair flying out of her messy bun.

"Yes Master Naki?" she said, skidding to a halt in front of him. She was sweaty and her bangs were sticking out in every direction. She wore a simple brown dress and a blood and water spattered white apron. She smelled like soap. Eto concluded the servant must've been working in the kitchen. She looked about 18 or so. She had brown doe eyes, and her soft gaze was fixed on Naki.

"Ju San, this is Eto," he said. "She has get ready for important date, so you will help her with her dress, hair, and makeup."

"Yes master," she said.

"Use the guest bedroom and bathroom," Naki ordered. "I'm going to have something to eat," he smelled the air and walked away eyes turning black and red as he went. Heikinotoko followed.

"I'll show you the guest place," the servant said, and she started back up the stairs.

Eto followed, and she was taken to a bedroom larger then her own apartment. It was absolutely gorgeous, but the servant didn't pay any mind to it. The two walked into a bathroom that was just as large.

The servant beckoned Eto over a large wooden stool. The half ghoul sat down.

"Hmmmmm," the servant said, putting a slender finger on her chin. She tugged at the teal curls that flew out everywhere. "Have you ever straightened your hair?"

Eto shook her head.

"Do you wanna do that?"

"Sure," Eto said. "What's your name?" she asked the servant as she prepared the straightening iron.

"Ju San," the servant said.

"No, your name, not your number."

"My number is my name."

Eto stared at the doe eyed girl. She felt all sorts of pity. "Naki treats you good, right?"

"Better than Yamori did," she muttered darkly as she plugged in the flat iron to heat up.

"How did Yamori treat you? Eto asked, scared of the answer.

"Terrible. He would kill servants all the time. Beat us constantly. He killed my twin brother."

"I'm so sorry," Eto said softly. "What was your brother's name?"

"Ju Yon," the doe eyed girl said in a wistful voice.

"Fourteen," Eto said. She often wondered why her friend had idolized Jason. "Again with the numbers."

The iron was hot, and Ju San began to separate Eto's hair into sections.

"Your hair is pretty," the servant commented.

"Thank you," Eto said. She was silent for a moment. "What do you think of Naki?"

Ju San frowned. "He's handsome."

"He is," Eto agreed. "Do you have feelings for him?"

"No," Ju San said, but the flicker of something else in her eyes said otherwise. "He's my master. My only purpose in life is to serve him."

"You actually believe that?"

Ju San sighed. "Maybe not, but I don't have a lot of options."

"So you do have feelings for him?" Eto asked.

"No, I already told you that," the brunette said, scowling. "And even if I did, it wouldn't matter. He's twenty five and I'm nineteen. And he's my master and I'm his servant. He doesn't even notice me, he just spends all his time crying."

"Whatever you say, Ju San," Eto said.

The servant did not want to talk for the rest of the time. She silently finished doing Eto's hair and makeup, brought her her dress, and left without a word.

Naki soon entered the bathroom where Eto was twirling around, admiring her dress.

"Wow," he said. "You look beautiful."

"Thanks," Eto said, giving him a radiant smile.

"Well, come on," Naki said. "You've got a date to get to."

They walked to the front door.

"I can go on my own now," Eto told Naki. "I wouldn't want Suzuya to see you."

Eto gave her best friend a quick kiss on the cheek before spinning around on her heels and walking down the long driveway to the streets.