A/N: The bittersweet end. Today is the last day of StingYu Week, my beloved ship. But I hope you enjoy this one. And even though it's almost over, HAPPY STINGYU WEEK!

Day 7- Work Hours

Sting Eucliffe was honored to have title of Sabertooth's master, but it wasn't all fun and games. There were meetings, and complaints, and notices, and so many other papers that Sting just wanted to use White Dragon's Roar and destroy them all. And this left no time to hang out with Lector or Rogue. Nor Yukino, but he was kind of glad about this because Sting was starting to feel weird when Yukino was close to him. It made his heart hurt. Bad. But still, he missed seeing Rogue and going on a mission or two.

"Hmm… Okay, so Orga screwed up a bit on the "I'm being bullied" mission, Rufus forgot to pay a store when buying new hats though I don't know how he could forget to pay, especially since his magic is memory make and Minerva did too much damage while tracking bandits down. Ugh. Better talk to them after I get through all these papers." Sting sighed while going through the seemingly endless pile of papers. Suddenly there was a knock on his door.

"Sting-sama, may I please come in?" Yukino said. Sting blushed as he frantically neatened up his desk.

"Uh, um, sure! C-come right in!" Sting stuttered. Yukino had a plate in her hands.

"I made you some sandwiches for lunch. Lector helped." she said, placing the plate by his papers. Sting tried to be as serious as possible and thanked Yukino. She walked out the door as Sting began to munch on his sandwiches.

Later…

There was a knocking on Sting's door. It was Yukino. Sting's heart panged once more, and he just finished reading a rant letter against Sabertooth, and Sting wasn't in the mood to talk to her.

"Sting-sama?" Yukino said.

"Yuki, I'm really not in the mood for talking. I'm working." Sting said bitterly. But the two couldn't help but blush since Sting had accidentally nicknamed her Yuki. Sting heard footsteps moving away, but before she left he said

"Yukino, come in. i don't care. I'm just stressed and pissed." The door creaked open. Yukino peeked into the room before completely entering, and sat right on his desk.

"Yukino…" Sting grumbled. "I need the papers."

"Nope." she replied. This made Sting's heart pound.

"Yukino, get off the-" Sting attempted to order but was cut off by Yukino kissing him. Sting was blushing madly.

"You've locked yourself in this room for the past few days, and I've gotten worried. Today, you didn't come out since the morning!" Yukino said. "And I couldn't help but think you were stressed, which you are, and I like you, so I thought…" Yukino explained. Sting kissed her this time. And he smiled.

"Sorry. I just get a bit busy, with these constant papers. My work hours are long. And if you want to go out sometime… I mean, I just realized it but I like you too." Sting apologized. Yukino smiled.

"Sure, how about tomorrow? I mean, unless it's work hours." Yukino agreed.

"It's never work hours, if I'm with you. To Tartaros with the council! I'm sick of it- just like the old man Makarov is." Sting said, before giving Yukino a third kiss. His heart no longer panged. It beat at a steady pace- he was happy with Yukino and without any work hours.

A/N: Short and sweet. Thank you for sticking with me through this week in December. I hope you enjoyed this week. Happy day seven.