Kitchen

*Miyako walks into the kitchen hopping onto the island she crosses her legs*
Clean the kitchen for me, unless that isn't apart of your qualifications..

*Miyako ruffles her hair frowning*
If Rometta is home, there's gonna be some interesting conversations
*Miyako rubs her eye acidentally removing a bit of her cover up*

He nods doing as he is told and begins cleaning the kitchen.

A silent worker, I'm assuming?

*Miyako glances at him and takes out the switchblade from her pocket. Opening it she pulls up her right sleeve and begins to cut away at her arm*

He glances upward and he frowns while scrubbing the counter.
"I'm mostly a silent worker"

He turns his attention on the dishes in the sink and begins washing them as well as the sink.

*Miyako cuts deeper into her arm the expression on her face unwavering*
So i'm guessing you dont want me to talk to you then?

*Miyako glances over at him when her eyes are off her 'work' she acidentally slits into the main artery of her wrist. Blood pours out at a faster speed some even dripping onto the island she is sitting upon she doesnt even notice*
the dishes go in the third cuborrd

He nods and places the dishes orderly into the cupboard where she has said.
"You may talk to me if you wish too."

He glances over where she is and he frowns lightly.
"I suppose you do not wish for first aid?"

*Miyako shifts herself*
How long have you been working as a butler?

*Miyako glances doward at her wrist with a disgrutled look*
in the cabinet right above the stove, I'm going to need a bit of help with this

*Miyako waves her arm back and forth just in case he didn't know what she was talking about.*

He listens to her and walks over with the white box.
"I've been working as a butler since I was a little boy, here is the first aid. Do you need me to help you?"

He looks to her unaware of his red eye becoming dark in color.
"I'll be glad to help you if you need it"

Do you like it? Is it enjoyable, i mean.

*Miyako gives off a stubborn essence. Holds out her bloodied arm looking offward*
It's my dominant hand, I hate asking for help, but i need some

*Miyako frowns her dark eyes going to him. Noticing the shift in his eye color*

He nods and begins working on her arm making sure not to hurt her.
"I love this job, cause then I can help anyone that needs it"

He happily smiles with his eyes closed his hands skillfully working on her wound in a soft manner.
"I guess you can say it was my fate, it all depends on how you want to look at it"

*Miyako doesn't even twitch while he treats her wound. It would appear that she is numb to the pain like the nerves didnt work right. The only difference in her body was a slight tense of her arm muscles*
You're such a nice boy, aren't you?

*Miyako turns her head to the side letting her hair cover her face*
How can you say it was your fate?

He smiles lightly while mending the wound with a silk bandage.
"Well, It was fate considering that I am here to help you correct?"

He looks over the bandage and nods to her with a kind smile.
"I'm finished, please be easy with it. I'm here to help you anytime you know?"

He takes a sponge and begins cleaning the bloody mess around her counter his expression soft and kind.

*Miyako hops off the counter to get out of his way. A small sigh escapes her she hesitates*
Thank you for helping me

*Miyako looks away from him*
Here anytime.. for the next two weeks..
*sarcasum laces her tone. Comfort and kindness wasnt something she was used to she had a hard time dealing*

*Miyako frowns stretching her arm out a few inches hesitating again. Would she try to give him a sign of appreciation and chance getting hurt? No she wouldn't putting her arm back down*

He finishes up and cleans the sponge in the sink he looks to her lightly with a smile.
"Your welcome, do you want me to make you anything?"

*Miyako looks back at him. Raising the corner of her mouth in an attempt to smile it appears crooked and wrong seeming.*
Grilled cheese?

*Miyako sighs and rubs the side of her face causing more makeup to come off*

He nods and begins cooking grilled cheese with at most perfection with a smile.
"How many do you want?"

He glances back at her smiling while moving the cooking toast and cheese in the frying pan before adding more butter.
"Oh, I find your smile amazing"

*Miyako blinks and rubs her face a little more*
one and a half

*Miyako raises her eyebrow. It was unclear what his angle was*
Thank you. But you dont need to lie, i'll give you tips just for doing your job well

He blinks and nods looking to the food he was making for her.
"I understand, but I'm serious about your smile."

He places the grilled cheeses onto a clean plate and smiles.

(I have to go. Talk to you tomorrow!)

*Miyako slides her eyes to the plate of food*
Thank you, for both

*Miyako sits at the table with the plate. With a look of calmness she speaks*
YOu should make something for yourself too, i cant deprave you of food.

*MIyako's eyes return to the sandwhich. Lifting it to her mouth she hesitently bites into it she was a catious girl*
it's delicious..
*no sarcasum or meanness is in her voice*

(Cyah)

He smiles and snickers helping himself to a apple.
"I'm glad you like the food, I've cooked for as long as I have became a butler"

*Miyako eats half of the first sandwich*
and you started as a little boy?

*Miyako sets the sandwich down she hadn't intended to eat all of it.*

He nods and happily smirks.
"Yep, those are actually my only good memories..."

*miyako looks at him whilst rubbing the side of her face*
Really?!

*Miyako looks at her hand seeing her coverup she notices that almost all of it is off and puts her head down to hide her face*

He nods lightly amused as he peels the apple before eating a seperate slice of it.
"Yep..."