Ruki's P.O.V

That look she had in her eyes had been full of pain. She looked away from me. "Please let me help." I wanted to understand how she could have helped me but the anger in me rose. She was no different from Yui so how could she have helped me? She looked at me. "Please" I hated that look." I am your servant am I, so let me help you."

Lucy's P.O.V

His grip tightened causing me to gasp. He pulled me into his arms tightly, hoping the more that he squeezed me would help him hold in his tears he tried to hide but I couldn't let him. If anything it would hurt him more. "It's okay to cry" He sank into my arms and sobbed.

Hearing him cry pained me. To know that he was letting the pain that he kept hidden out had been better than watching it eat him alive but to know that he kept this inside hurt. When you lose the one you love, it can make you do crazy things, and yet for him, it became his new normal. He looked at me only for the sad look in his eyes to become mixed with confusion.

"You're crying?"

"Of course I am. For you to do that, made me fear for the worst and you coming home every night drunk and telling me about how you missed Yui did not show me that you were getting better. So stop hiding your pain from me."

"Lucy" He pressed his forehead against mine. "Thank you" Somehow feeling his calming touch made me feel warm inside. This strange feeling in my chest grew and my heart started to speed up. The redness came to my cheeks but all I could do was look at him.

Seeing him in pain made me feel nothing but sorrow for him. That look he had reminded me as to why I agreed to this job. It wasn't only because I was paying off the debt but it was also because of what Mimaki said. He needed help and I was going to help him become happy again.

"No matter what, I want you to be happy, master."

An Hour Later

I walked out of the bathroom to see hear the sound of glass being moved. I looked into the living room to see Ruki cleaning up the glass pictures he had broken and now been throwing them in the trash. "You decided to come into the living room in only your towel, pervert." I blushed as he turned his head to look at me.

"Master"

"You didn't get angry, meaning that you wanted me to see you like this?" I glared at him.

"No" I went inside my room and locked the door. That pervert really enjoyed this, didn't he? I shook my head. It was my fault this time for coming in there with only my towel. I walked toward my dresser only to see an envelope with my name on it.

I picked it up and opened it to see a check along with a letter. I read it. 'I have opened a checking account for you at the bank a block away from here. You will have to keep your pay there."

This was my first month's pay. I guess hard work really paid off.