Hey guys I just wanted to start of with a "Happy New Year's Eve." I hope you all enjoy and spend time with your family

Anastasia Pov

I woke up to my head against something soft. I looked up and saw Michaels angelic face. He looked very at peace during his slumber. I tried to get up from his grip but he just held me closer. I lightly giggled at his protectiveness as I kept staring at him. He is simply perfect. I see no flaws what so ever.

Once I finally got out of his grip, I slipped on some slippers and headed to the bathroom. I took my hair out the ponytail and let it fall to my back. I washed my face and brushed my teeth then headed downstairs.

When I walked downstairs, my heart jumped out my chest. I saw a little old lady, not that old, probably around 50 in the living room. She had black hair with gray streaks, with a very pale complexion. When she saw me, she stood up and smiled.

"Hello, I am Mrs. Miriam... I'm the maid." I visibly relaxed, finding that it was an eligible reason why she was hear. I returned the smile and held out my hand. "Hi, I'm Anastasia, but please call me Ana." She denied my hand shake, but pulled me into a hug. Once we released, I went into the kitchen and started cooking breakfast.

I saw there was a stereo and pressed play. I jumped a little but then smiled when I heard James Browns voice. The song Please, Please, Please was coming to an end. I already had all my materials out: things to make pancakes, bacon, and fruit, along with fresh squeezed orange juice. "I'll start on the eggs first." I lowly said. Just then, my favorite song, "I got you" came on as I was whipping the eggs.

"I feel good!" I sang. I was now whipping the eggs while shimmying my hips to the beat. "So good, So good, I got you!" That last part I did a spin and tripped backwards when I saw who I was facing. Michael just stood there smirking at me as my face was blushed in embarrassment. "What I would do to wake up to this every morning." I heard him say. I shot a childish glare at him as he stuck out his tongue at me. I shook my head and poured the eggs into the hot, oil greased pan. "How do you like your eggs?" I asked him. He shook his head. "No particular way." I nodded and began to scramble the eggs.

The whole stove was busy. One pan contained the eggs, another contained which was now crispy bacon, the last had my homemade pancakes. Fortunately, Michael kept me company and talked to me throughout the whole process. "Do you need any help Ana?" I shot him a "are you serious" look and shook my finger. "Alright if you say so." He replied.

After 20 minutes, everything was finally done. I prepared a plate for Miriam and set it in the fridge. Michael sat around the table, wanting to devour the meal. I shook my head with a smile as he looked at me. "I can't believe you cooked this." He said grinning. I frowned with a chuckle. "Of course I did Michael, you were right there." He nodded finally surrendering to my statement.

Before eating we said a little prayer and began to dig in. As I was eating, I felt Michaels state as I was eating. He was pouring like a little child. "What happened Michael?" I said while wiping the area around my mouth. "I want you to feed me!" He demanded. He was acting like an obnoxious toddler but he was so adorable. I smiled, placing my fork down as I raised his fork. I planted it in the food and began feeding him. Before it could reach his lips, it fell in his lap.

"You see, you have to come closer." He whined. "I'm right next to you Michael." I reasoned. He placed me on his lap as my eyes widened at his sudden movement. "Now, I guarantee no food will fall now." I sarcastically smirked and fed him. I don't know why but I was really enjoying this for some reason. I teased him endlessly by doing the "Here comes the train!" And "The plane is coming." He replied with a cold chuckle.

"Your such a big baby Michael." I said while wiping his face. He beamed at what I was doing. "Well I'm your big baby then." I smiled and kissed his nose. He held me after I was done feeding him and began talking to me about what we're gonna do next and stuff like that. I remembered he used to sing and dance due to the music still playing in the background.

"So Michael, do you have any of your albums laying around here?" His eyes closed as he threw his head back. "I don't want you to hear it, I'm embarrassed." I smiled at his cuteness, never had I ever seen Michael like this. I've only seen the business man Michael and the protective Michael. But never, the vulnerable Michael.

I took his lovely face in my hand and smiled at him dearly. I pecked his forehead and began talking. "Baby, you don't have to be embarrassed or shy in front of me, I promise I won't judge you." He pulled me in gently for a sweet succulent kiss that lasted very precious moments. "You promise?" He said sweetly. I nodded with a toothy grin and held up my pinky, which received a confused look from him. I held up his pinky and connected it to mine. "I pinky promise that I will not judge you Michael." I quickly stood up as he began to run upstairs.

I took out the cd that had been playing in there already. Michael came down the stairs, rather quickly and gave my two disks. I inserted them in and waited for the song to play. I really started to dig the beat that went along with this song. "She was more like a beauty queen from a movie scene" it started. I heard Michael sing in the far corner away from me. I pulled him closer to me. Every time he came closer, his voice went lower. "Stop Michael, you can feel comfortable around me." He sighed, heavily and began singing louder. I smiled to myself as he began singing, and was amazed when he started dancing.

"She says I am the one, but the kid is not my son." When there was no beat playing, he started pointing in the air. I was completely left in awe when he started walking backwards. I erupted with clapping as he stood on his toes. I can't even describe how talented he was when the song came to an end, he finished in a pose. He looked at me as I stood frozen.

Michaels Pov

After I was done dancing, Ana stood in shock. She walked over to me and engulfed me in a big hug. "Oh my- Michael, that was so amazing baby, you are so talented." She praised. I cheekily smiled as I pulled her in closer. "Why did you stop?!" She squealed. I chuckled at her excitement. "I told you Ana, I didn't have any inspiration." I nonchalantly stated. "Well I hope you find some very soon. I'll be right back!" She yelled as she went to find the bathroom.

I sighed heavily as I sat down. I smiled at myself. Little did she know I'm beginning to write music again

"Your my inspiration Ana"  I whispered silently. "I think I'm in love with you Ana..."