Her face lit up in every way possible. Just hearing that what she did was necessary and good for everyone made her feel amazing. Aiko spent a lot of her time helping others that she rarely had time for herself. When she did, though, it was still spent on others between helping out with small things here or there. Aiko wasn't really sure how to send time on herself. That would have to change now. Though, it would have to be Tarrok that changed it.<br/><br/><span style="color: mediumpurple">"Do you really mean that? I just thought that it was a lowly thing to do. Cleaning and cooking. I feel as if I'm helping out in some fraction of a way,"</span>she replied.<span style="color: mediumpurple">"But if you say it's helpful, then I feel much better knowing I'm doing something good."</span><br/><br/>The way he just took her affection and returned it back made Aiko feel almost priceless. Would there ever be a cap to his love? Aiko never wanted this feeling to pure bliss to go away. The way he looked at her, held her, kissed her. It was all just so lifting. If she ever frowned again, the feline would have to have something serious blow a hole in her world. This man, this Saiyan, would always be something different to her than anyone else in their lives. He could fool the world that he was nothing but a killer. Aiko saw and knew him much differently. He cared. He loved her just as much as she loved him. Aiko would never stop loving him.