The next morning came too early for Satira, as Alianne shook her.

"Come on Satira, time to get up. You were supposed to be up thirty minutes ago!" The dragon demon said as she continued to shake her. Satira rolled over with a groan and looked at her roommate with sleepy eyes.

"What time is it?" she asked groggily.

"Almost 6:30 and you slept in at that." Alianne replied.

"What!" Satira yelled sitting up. "I have to get up at 6 every morning!"

"Not every morning." Alianne said. "On Sunday you can sleep in." Satira lay back down with a sigh and pulled the blankets over her head.

"Come on Satira!" Alianne said, tugging at the blankets. "Yoko left me instructions for you to meet him in the meeting room as soon as you were up. That was thirty minutes ago."

"He can wait!" Satira snapped as she threw the blankets off and stood up.

"He isn't going to like that you overslept. And he hates waiting." Alianne said moving over to the closet.

"Like I really care what he likes or dislikes." Satira said as Alianne threw her some clothes.

"That is your uniform. Put it on, and I will take you to Yoko's meeting room. He will give you your chores for the day and then I will show you where those places are." Satira nodded as she pulled on the black shirt and skirt and then tied the white apron on. She looked at her reflection in the mirror.

"I am not leaving this room looking like this!" she yelled as she spun around to face Alianne.

"You have too! All the servant girls wear that. See?" she pointed to her own attire and Satira saw she was wearing the same thing except a different color.

"But the skirt! It's too short! And the neckline isn't short enough!" Satira said as she tugged at the hem of her skirt. Alianne rolled her eyes good naturedly.

"Have you forgotten where we are? This is a den of thieves! They like it that way! Yoko has strict rules on anyone dating the servant girls but to make up, we have to wear this."

"I am not wearing this!" Satira spat in anger, crossing her arms. Alianne grabbed her elbow and led her out the room.

"Look, your going to go talk to Yoko, so you can talk to him about it." Satira followed Alianne down the hall, all the time fussing with her skirt and getting madder.

She was going to let Yoko have a piece of her mind. They stopped in front of a pair of huge wooden doors and Alianne knocked.

"Come in." came the aggravated reply as Alianne pushed open the doors and pushed Satira in, closing them behind her.

Yoko was in a bad mood. He had expected to meet with Satira by six, and then go and meet with Kuroune and another friend by 6:30. But the little cat had made him late, and he hated being late. And he hated waiting even more. He looked up at the knock and issued the order to enter. He saw the doors push open as Alianne pushed an unwilling Satira inside and then closed the doors. He looked at her in the servant outfit and for a moment couldn't stop staring. She was tugging at the hemline and when she looked up at him, he could tell that he wasn't the only one in a bad mood.

"What is the big idea! Making me wear this!" She yelled at him. Yoko had to fight to control the smirk that teased the corners of his mouth.

"All of my servants wear that, and you are no different." He said lazily. "Besides, I think it looks good on you." What he didn't say was that he was glad he would be gone for the day, because if he had to spend the entire day here with her going around in that, he wouldn't be able to concentrate.

Satira flushed at the compliment but crossed her arms and glared at him.
"Just tell me what I am supposed to do!" she huffed.

"You are to clean the kitchens, common rooms, library, and…" he paused for a moment and looked up to see her reaction. "My room." Satira blushed at the fact that she was cleaning his room but hid it.

"Fine!" was all she said as she turned to leave.

"Wait!" Yoko's voice stopped her. Satira heaved a sigh and turned to face him.

"I haven't dismissed you." Yoko said evenly.

"Fine!" she snapped. "Am I dismissed?"

"No, I'm not done talking." He said as he stood up and walked over to her. Satira stiffened as he circled her and she could smell his scent of roses. "You have had a little bit of an attitude since you have been here Satira." Yoko said. "And I won't tolerate it. You better straighten up or I will be forced to punish you." Satira avoided his eyes and put her hand to her necklace. Yoko noticed her nervousness and stepped away, but not far. "When I get back today I want those rooms spotless! And I don't want to hear that you have been causing problems or trying to escape." Yoko reached out and tilted her chin up to look at him.

"Is that understood?" Satira's green eyes met his golden ones and she felt her heart beat faster.

"Understood." She said in a wavering voice as he flashed her a smile. "That's my girl." He said as he stepped past her and down to meet Kuroune and his friend.

Satira stood still for a moment, still able to feel where he had touched her. She shook her head as Alianne stepped in. "Satira?"

"Coming." She answered as she followed Alianne to the kitchen a small smile on her face. "What are you smiling at?" Alianne asked.

Satira shook her head. "Nothing." She answered as she smiled again. 'He…he called me his girl.'