Hello guys. Yes I know it's been what a whole damn YEAR since I updated but my Word stopped working so I had to save up to 200+ dollars just to get a new Word.

Well enough about that. TO THE FIC!

-X-

"GO CLEAN SOMETHING DAMMIT!"

Anna threw a duster in Flay's direction hitting his head his head and gaining her a yawn. He had been sleeping in his corner of the workshop when his sleep was disturbed by Anna's bickering.

"LOOK AT YOU! SLEEPING AROUND WHILE EVERYONE ELSE IS DOING SOME GOOD IN THIS WORKSHOP OF YOURS!"

Flay turned his head and sure enough, almost everyone in the workshop was cleaning except for Pamela who was just floating around.

"They can do it themselves. I have more important things to do"

And with that Flay just turned and went back to sleep.

"OH NO YOU DON'T YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR A SENIOR!"

Anna grabbed the nearest thing she got, a broom, when Flay caught it with his hand and used it to pull Anna to him and in one swift motion grabbed Anna by the neck and lifted her off the floor. Everyone else was shocked at this for Flay usually just ran when Anna was angry with him. Anna was as shocked as she was angry, Flay's face had changed, and his eyes were looking at her with hate. It shook her to the core.

"Anna" Flay tightened his grip on your neck. "For… The… First… Time… In… Your… Life…" His grip growing tighter with each word.

Anna was having trouble breathing. If Flay didn't let go soon she would suffocate.

"Flay! Let her go"

Everyone workshop had dropped everything they were doing to try and stop this madness. Flay didn't comply but instead wrapped his hand tighter around Anna's neck. She was now trying to pry free from his hand but it was no use, He was stronger than her in this department.

As Anna was about to draw her last breath flay eased his grip just enough for her to breathe but not escape, he also pulled her closer to his face that their noses almost touched.

Anna for the first time felt like a helpless child being scolded by her parents.

"I'm sorry" But her voice was barely a whisper yet it seemed that Flay heard and eased his grip a bit more. Only this time to be assaulted by his lips smacking into her's.

When Flay finally released his face from hers Anna was stupefied. Did he just KISS her? The rest of the workshop thought the same. When she looked at Flay again his features changed his eyes were no longer filled with malice and his expression was clam.

"Shut up"

Flay put her gently down the floor and left, a smirk painting his face.

-X-

And that's a wrap. Yes I know its short. Review please because constructive criticism is always welcome. Flames will be used to light the kitchen stoves.