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“WAKE UP!” Jay hollered throwing water all over the bed. Takami yelled in surprise falling out of the bed onto the floor. She was now covered in ice cold water and she was only in a tank top and sweat pants. Wonderful. Takami sat up, rubbing her head. Somehow, she had managed to hit her head on the corner of the bed.

“What was that for Jay?” Takami glanced over the top of the bed, but didn’t see Damien. Did he fall out of the bed too? She forced herself to her feet, but she fell onto the bed. She must have hit her head hard, or stood up too fast because she was light-headed.

“You should be at work. You have the early shift today remember. Now get your a** down there and work.” Jay growled, turned, and walked out of the room. He was pissed, and Takami was confused as to why. Yeah, she was supposed to work the early shift, but it couldn’t be that late. So she could prove herself right Takami turned and looked over her plain black alarm clock.

“s**t!” She jumped to her feet and threw some jeans, a long black shirt and her boots on. It was noon which meant she was three hours late for work. She jumped over the railing, trying to get down the stairs quicker, but instead of landing gracefully on the ground, she landed on a man standing next to a self that was under the stairs.

They both tumbled to the floor, Takami landing on top of the man. His long dark hair was pulled back into a low pony-tail, his green eyes almost dancing in the light that got to it, his tan skin, was perfectly smooth, and his facial features were as perfect as an angel. A dark blush made its way onto Takami’s face. She just fell on top of an angel.

“I-I’m sorry.” Takami rolled off and jumped to her feet, offering a hand to help the man up.

“It’s alright.” The man put his hand gently into Takami’s hand and stood, not really putting and pressure on Takami. He seems very polite. Instead of yelling at her, he just brushed the dust off his loosely fit clothes and smiled. “Are you in a hurry?”

“Uh, I’m just late for work.” Takami mumbled, trying to drop her gaze to the floor, but unable to take her eyes away from his. It was almost as if his eyes had become part of hers.

“Well, don’t let me keep you.” He nodded in a way to say good-bye, but Takami wasn’t ready to say good-bye quite yet. So when he turned to walk back to the self Takami put a hand on his shoulder, and squeezed gently.

“Do you need help finding anything? Cause this is where I work.” The man turned his head so he could see her out of the corner of his eyes. A huge smile appeared on his face and he nodded.

“Yeah I’m looking for a curtain type of gun, but I can’t seem to find it in here.” He motioned a hand towards the case that held many different types of guns. He let Takami pass and go over to the case before he took a step forward. Takami had crouched down and was looking closer at the bottom shelf and right when she was going ask about the type of gun she noticed that he was only a few inches away.

“Uhh, what… what type of gun do you need?” Takami managed to say, her face turning a bright red again.

“Never mind.” He bent down and wrapped his arms around Takami’s waist. His hands didn’t stay there for long though. Soon, one made its way down to her crouch and the other made its way to her chest. Takami’s eyes grew wide and she jumped. “What’s wrong?”

“W-What are you doing?” She shrieked, trying to pull herself out of his grip but to no avail. He was stronger than she was, now wasn’t that the story of her life.

“Just calm down and be quiet.” He mumbled, his breath rolling over her neck and down her spine. This was bad, VERY bad. Takami looked around, but realized that she was in an area that was almost surrounded by selves and other objects.

Panicking, Takami yelled, “DAMIEN!”