Anna: first of all I would like to thank coonbuddy1 and katrina11 for being the first ones to raise my self-esteem by adding this story to their favorites (andcoonbuddy also added an author alert) even though it's no review it still helps, seriously people, the smallest bit helps. Also a randpom little note to coonbuddy1: I dont know how you meant to pronounce coon but in hindi it means blood, so thats the first thing I thought of(most of u probably thought I was american right? Naw, I'm indian, though I have lived in Africa and went to Thailand, but I been in America since I was 2 years old)

Nami: OK, HOPE YOU PEOPLE DIDNT MIND HER GABFEST ABOVE, she's goes into boring mode when trying to forget about-

Ikuto:DONT YOU DARE SAY HIS NAME! SHE GOES FUCKING CRAZY!

Nami:no no no, now she's moved onto crying the thoughts away when it's said, but that's still bad so sorry folks, you wont be able to know her mysterious ex's name till she gets over him(which will take a few months)
Ikuto: What happened to Alex?

Nami:...OH THAT REMINDS ME :D the website didnt show up last time so here it is again : alex evans . Net, no spaces)

Amu: so how is she able to type this chapoter if she's brooding over you-know-who, and why did you go quiet over alex?

Nami: 1. because those two people raised her happiness level and Alex reminded her too much of you-know-who(seriously they look exactly alike cept he-who-must-not-be-name(NOT VOLDEMORT!) doesnty have snakebites and he has brown eyes.)

Ikuto: on to the story we own nothing, blah blah blah

Anna:P.S. I dont recommend openoffice to anyone needing a new writing thing

"Good evening Amu-Sama." I heard a whole bunch of workers say.

"Amu-Sama, your work clothes are in your office." Yeah that's right bitchessssss, I got an office AND a personal assistant.(Sorry Nami typed that)

"Arigato, Ran." I said and walked in to my office. I had a really huge office, almost as big as the boss's. Mine was probably the size of a medium-sized apartment. I had my very own closet and bathroom. My office, itself, had a 53" flat screen Tv, with a large couch in the middle of the room, along with a coffee table in front of it. My desk was a few feet behind it, my desk held 3 different laptops, one was a mac, the other two I really didn't know or care much to check. It also held a few stacks of paper, and a few guns. My large collectiong of guns was hung up behind the desk. Inside the desks, I kept a few normal office items, pens, notepads, folders. While all the others held vilas with mysterious liquids, more guns, small bombs, and other utensils I could use to kill, such as knives.

All in all, the room seemed like any normal home, not accounting for the killing items. My office was also, the receptionist office, only sometimes, when I couldnt be there, either one of my assistants would fill in or people would be forced to use the other enterance. I know you're wondering how I hide all these killing utensils, simple, the walls open and close, and the other stuff I can hide in the drawers.

I saw that on my chair were two outfits. One was my "receptionist" suit. It was just a suit, though instead of pants, I had a short pencil skirt. The other outfit, it was my "killing outfit" you could say. It had a leather motorbike jacket, with a choice of black tank top or full sleeved shirt under it. It also had leather tights and black high-heeled boots. (I'll put a picture on my profile)

I asked Miki to fill in for me as receptionist while I got my new mission. I had already changed into the black outfit. I walked to the office, after saying hi to a couple of people.

"Ah, Amu-chan, it's not good to make an old man wait." I heard his voice from behind the huge curtain.

"Old? What are you talking about, you're only a few months older than me?" I said and laughed.(dont ask, it went well with the story, just stick with it)

"Don't let the other workers know." He said, pouting, as he came out from behind the curtain. He had long black hair with his bangs covering his right eye, his eyes were an icy blue, they were so intense.(Sorry, I'm fantasizing over Alex Evans again d;) He walked over to me and smiled. I was the only one here who knew what he looked like because as you know I'm the number 1 employee, the fact that he's in love with me helps a lot too though.

"Don't worry, your secret's safe with me." I said and kissed him. Obviously, he responded. I felt his tongue on my lips, trying to gain enterance. I smirked, and refused. He started nibbling on my lower lip, which made me gasp, which then, allowed his tongue enterance into my mouth.(HEY GUYS, ANOTHER PERSON FAVORITED MY STORY, KUDOS TO:xXxStrawberryAngelxXx PS I know, I suck at kissing scenes but thats cuz 1.I want Alex for myself :[ and no good wid any1 but himself)

"Amuuuuu." I heard him moan. I giggled, as I pulled away.

"Sorry, that's one thing you're not getting." I said.

"Fineeee, but as punishment you have double duty." He said and stuck his tongue out.

"When don't I have double duty?" I said, and rolled my eyes.

"You have a point, well your first target is, Suzuki Elise, our age, half American half Japanese, her father owed us some money but died, along with his wife. Your second target is Tanaka Kei, 36 years old, single, he has stolen many things from us." He said and handed me their papers.

"Laters, I'm gonna go check on my metaphorical mother." I said and stuck my tongue out. Zero(again, just stick with it.), my boss, liked us all to be one huge metaphorical family, Pluto was my metaphorical mother, and my father was metaphorically dead.

"Mommy!" I yelled, childishly as I ran up to, and hugged, Pluto.

"Been talking with Zero?" She asked, and laughed.

"Maybeeee," I said, "Anyway, I got two new assignments, can I see some of that new poison you made?" I asked.

"Sure, here, and it's color changes depending on the matter around it." She said, and gave me some blue liquid. I thanked her and slipped on a blonde wig. I also put in some blue contacts, just in case, and put on some dark sunglasses. This was gonna be fun. I decided to go for the man first, he was a drunk, and usually hit on young girls, perfect. I headed outside and got on my motorcycle. I headed to the bar nearest to his home. 18 or older... I'll just have to find a way to sneak in.' I thought.( ok more faves, hooray, I'm just gonna give thanks at the end now, cuz I'm getting a lot :)

I was inside, sweet. Don't ask how I got in, it's a long and boring explanation. I hurried to the bathroom and changed into the clothes from my backpack. They were slutty, and I felt like a hooker wearing the, but it was needed. I put on a very tight light pink tank top with really, REALLY, short shorts.

Anna:Sorry guys, I really dont feel like continuing this chapter, I PROMISE TO UPDATE SOON, I SWEAR THAT YOU WILL HAVE ANOTHER CHAPTER BY NEXT WEEK!

Nami:Another empty promise?

Anna: it's not empty, you know how excited I am for this story.

Nami:anywayyyyy here are Anna's thanks:

THANKS TO:

coonbuddy1

katrina11

xXxStrawberryAngelxXx

AmutoForever

and last but not least, our very good friend Usuilove21(kudos to you xDDDD)

Anna:dont really care if you review just do something to let me know it's not terrible d;