The early sunlight streamed through the windows, momentarily blinding Ema as she rolled around in her large down comforter. Her white curtains floated in the warm breeze. The smell of spring was in the air – clean and sweet. Although it was a beautiful California day, Ema hated mornings like these. How did her body, with the assistance of the sun of course, wake up 10 minutes before her alarm? Wasn't she exhausted? Shouldn't she be programmed to sleep until the very last minute?

She indignantly sighed and rolled out of bed, barely landing on her feet.

Two hours of sleep. She scrutinized her drained face in the mirror. The daylight was not forgiving. Maybe Klavier was right – if I got more sleep, then I could be at least remotely attractive.

To try to fully convince herself that nothing had changed since last night, Ema continued going through her usual motions. She showered, dressed, - in her favorite lab coat naturally - and kept on her feet long enough to walk to work.

As she walked down the path from her apartment, she saw the ghosts of her and Klavier, standing there in a pool of moonlight, oblivious to the rest of the world. She raised her hand to her mouth when her lips tingled as if Klavier's were still pressed against hers. Her fingers rubbed against where he had left his invisible mark on her. Something inside her continued to relive all the sensations from that moment. Her hands felt the shape of his face even though he wasn't there. The hairs on the back of her neck prickled as if he were tugging his fingers through it. Closing her eyes, Ema stood there in the warm sun and enjoyed these strange feelings.

Her watch chirped and she saw it was 7:00. She had 15 minutes to get to work. Continuing on her way, trying to shake off Klavier's shadow, Ema said to herself, "This is bad. I've become just as bad as one of his fan girls. This ends now."

She lingered and tried to soak in her last few minutes of freedom before she entered the stuffy office. She collapsed in her chair where she'd been less than four hours ago. The day blurred by and Ema plodded through her mountains of paper work. Everyone rushing around her could tell that today was a day where it would be best if she was left alone.

Then around 6 o'clock, the door creaked just as it had the previous night. Klavier strolled in and closed the door to his office behind him. Ema's eyes followed his trail and continued to watch him through the blinds of his glass paned workspace. He threw open his guitar case and picked up an acoustic guitar.

"Obviously not here to do work like the rest of us…" she quietly objected.

He placed his black boots up on his desk, paying no mind to any important papers that might lie underneath. He was gorgeous. Her stomach screamed at the distant sight of him. She wished to paint him, take a picture, immortalize him in some way.

Everything about him glimmered. The silver rings on his fingers shined. His platinum blonde hair coiled down his left shoulder, reflecting the light. His chain belt and garish necklace glistened and danced rainbows onto the ceiling. His handsome, yet boyish, tan face seemed to glow in the red glare of the sunset. Ema observed his well-built chest and remembered how it had felt under her tight-hold last night. His black shirt was cut low, showing off his smooth skin and defined collarbones. In comparison to her, Klavier was bigger – at least double her size – and better. As Ema proceeded to ogle him, he stopped playing, locked eyes with her, winked, and retreated into his own world again. He had noticed her staring. She ducked her head, feeling abashed for letting him hypnotize her.

What time is it?

6:28pm. She had spend almost a half-hour just… watching him. Ema exasperatedly sighed. The sun was almost down and her long night was about to begin. There was no choice; she dove back into her work.

What did that wink mean? He probably-

Before there was time for Ema to recede into her mind, Mr. Glimmerous Fop himself was standing in front of her desk.

"Uh, Fräulein Skye?"

"Hey Gavin." Ema's heart leapt into her throat.

"Since I am your superior," he stated officiously, "I would like to reprieve you from your duties for tonight. It was my own fault that you stayed here later than usual last night. I will personally talk to the chief and-"

"No, really, it's alright. I'm used to it. I'll try to be out of here before midnight."

"Nein, I insist. I am not asking, I am telling," Klavier reached out and tightly gripped Ema's arm. "And I will drive you home again. Right now. You will meet me in the parking lot in five minutes."

He removed his large hand from her and bowed his head. His lips pressed together as he collected himself before slowly turning on his heel and leaving.

Luckily, the room was fairly empty. Ema still felt the ghost of his grip on her arm. She hollowly stared at where he had been standing only seconds ago. What choice did she have? She packed up everything for the night and descended the stairs to the lobby where she was greeted by a different Klavier Gavin.

"Hello, mein liebstes." He placed his warm hand on the small of her back and held the door open for her, guiding her outside.

"No fear, today I drove my car," he chuckled.

"Less frightening, ja? Albeit, less intimate…" he trailed off, playing with the fringes of his hair.

"Ema? Bist du in Ordnung? I feel as if I'm speaking to myself."

At the sound of her name, she looked up into his handsome face, and stuttered, "O-oh, I'm sorry. You just rattled me a bit."

"I profusely apologize, schatz. You worry me, did you know that? I apologize if I frightened you, it is not my usual nature to be as such. I would say I didn't know what came over me, except I do. You came over me. I must be cruel only to be kind."

Klavier looked down at his boots and anxiously twisted one of his rings around his finger. At the lack of response from Ema, he clapped his hands together and opened the passenger door of the car.

"C'mon, Fräulein let's get you home."

A/N: Woo! 8D Read and review please. Eh, although it's starting to fall into typical Klema tsundere etc etc. I'm going to see it through, but I'm not ridiculously happy with it so far...

Also I really battled with the Klavier's level of physicality with Ema, where he grabs her arm and all, I decided to keep it - but I wasn't sure if it would just look like an abusive relationship where he grabbed her arm and was all 'le scary' then the next minute he was all sweet and making excuses. Let me know what you think.

Also brownie points if you can name what/who Klavier quoted at the end there. :3 No cheating! Till next time~