A/N: There's more! I thought of this while trying to sleep last night- I obviously wasn't successful. (At the sleeping part.) And the weekly award for most reviews goes to my loyal reviewer, Cheesey Goodness! Thank you, Cheesey Goodness, for all of your reviews!

This one's Nathaniel, The next one's Kitty, and the one after will be…Bartimaeus!!!

Chapter 5: Whatever You Say

Nathaniel

Nathaniel was in his office, alone, and he was working. Actually, he was pretending to be working. He really was lost in thought.

Kitty had left to go to her parent's house to pick up what she would need for the week, so this left Nathaniel alone. Good, he thought to himself. Time to reflect on what just happened.

As the clock on the wall chimed 5 times, he realized that he had just declared his feelings that he felt for Kitty to her. Strangely enough, she didn't seem to be angry, scared, or upset. Maybe she does like me after all, Nathaniel thought.

The ringing of the phone on his desk brought him back to reality. He sighed and answered it.

"Hello?"

"Hello, Mr. Mandrake, this is Carl Mortensen. I'm the Minister of War, remember?"

Nathaniel nodded to himself. "Ah, hello again, Carl. What can I do for you?"

"I was just happening to wonder, sir, if you are well enough to come into work tomorrow. We have a lot to discuss about how we plan to rebuild the government."

"Yes, I remember, Carl. I will be returning to work tomorrow. However, I hope it is not a problem that I bring my assistant, Kitty, because my other assistant is on a vacation at the moment," Nathaniel said.

"Not a problem at all, sir. It's good to see that nothing can keep our prime minister from his work."

"Yes, indeed. So I will see you tomorrow. Goodbye," he said, and hung up.

As Nathaniel hung up he heard the front door close. Knowing it was Kitty, he walked out to see her. She was carrying three large suitcases. Women. There were some things about them that Nathaniel never understood.

Nathaniel walked over to her and took the largest of the three suitcases. "Did you bring your bedroom?" he teased Kitty.

"Actually, yes," she laughed. "My mum insisted that I bring it all."

Nathaniel started to climb the steps to the hallway. "Here's the guest bedroom," he said, setting the suitcase down. "My room is across the hall. There's also a bathroom down the hall, but I doubt you'll need it, because there's one though that door right there as well," he said, pointing to a door at the other side of the room.

Kitty set down the other two suitcases and flopped down on the bed. "It's so big," she said, with a touch of amazement in her voice. "Is you're bedroom this big?" she asked in disbelief.

Nathaniel smiled slightly and led her across the hall. Kitty peeked inside and gasped. Nathaniel's bedroom was nearly twice as large.

"And the bathroom?" Kitty said curiously, walking down the hall and peeking into it as well. "You could live in here!" she called. She walked back to Nathaniel and they descended the steps back to the living room.

"I take it that you will enjoy your stay?" he said, sounding slightly amused.

"You bet," Kitty grinned. "But right now, I'm starving. What's for dinner?"

"I suggest we go see what Piper put into the fridge," he said, and followed her into the kitchen.

Twenty minutes later, Kitty and Nathaniel were successfully cooking spaghetti and sauce. It was quite easy, really. Piper had left a lot of food for them.

As they sat down and began to eat, Nathaniel suddenly thought of something. "Kitty, about earlier…" he began.

Kitty shook her head. "I'm sorry, Nathaniel. It was wrong of me to do that."

"No, it wasn't. It's my fault," he said, pushing spaghetti around his plate. "I shouldn't have put you in that position."

Kitty looked at him. "No, it wasn't your fault. I wanted it just as much as you did."

Nathaniel brightened. "Really?"

Kitty sighed. "Yes," she said quietly.

After dinner, Nathaniel took Kitty to show her his library. It was quit large, with bookcases everywhere, and in the back of the room, a sofa, a few chairs, a desk, and a fireplace.

Kitty looked around her in awe. "So many books…" she said.

Nathaniel nodded. "You name it, it's somewhere in here," he told her. He took some of his papers over to the desk, sat down, and started to work. Kitty returned a few minutes later with a book, curled up in one of the leather chairs, and started to read.

After a few minutes, Nathaniel remembered something. "Kitty?"

"Mmm?" she asked, looking up.

"I'm returning to work tomorrow."

"I'm coming with you," she announced. "Remember the whole 'constant supervision' thing?"

"I've already informed the office," he said. "You'll pretend to be my personal assistant."

"Whatever you say, o Prime Minister," she said with a serious look on her face.

Nathaniel simply laughed.

The next morning, Nathaniel arrived in the kitchen to find Kitty eating a plate of eggs and bacon. "Yours is on the stove," she said. She got up and put her plate and fork in the sink. "I'm going to get ready," she announced.

Nathaniel nodded, reading the newspaper. "Okay."

A while later she arrived in the kitchen, looking absolutely stunning. She had dressed in a simple black dress, and tied her dark hair in a long ponytail. She had put on a little makeup and high heeled shoes, so when she stood next to Nathaniel, she was almost as tall as him.

Nathaniel stood up. "Ready? My car is parked outside."

Kitty nodded. When she walked out the door she turned to Nathaniel. "Your car is a limousine?"

Nathaniel shrugged and smiled. "The prime minister's got to travel in style, hasn't he?" he said, following her into the back seat. This is going to be an interesting day, he thought to himself. Very interesting.

A/N: Another long chapter! Wow, it's over 1,000 words! Anyway, thanks for reading and please review!