Cast=

Akagi Takenori: Chief editor

Kogure Kiminobu: assistant editor.

Rukawa Kaede & Sakuragi Hanamichi: Fashion editor.

Mitsui Hisashi: Cameraman.

Ayako: Secretary.

Miyagi: Office boy/ Despatch/ Handyman/ whatever Ayako desired.

The setting was the main office of "Shohoku" magazine, a comfortable looking place, decorated with a more homey theme to encourage morale among the employees rather than to cramp their creativity in clinical surroundings.

Kogure: *coming out of the elevator* Ohayo, Ayako-san.

Ayako: *standing up and bowing to Kogure* Ohayo gozaimasu, Kogure-san. You're early today.

Kogure: *smiles & nods* Un. I've got a few writings to proofread before I send them over to the printers. Well, gotta get cracking.

Ayako: *bows* Hai.

A few minutes later, Rukawa arrives together with a pissed of redhead.

Hanamichi: Ya jerk! That was supposed to be my space!

Rukawa: I don't see your name on it.

Hanamichi: That's not the point! I always park there since I worked here!

Rukawa: Not today.

Hanamichi: TEMMEEE!!!

Rukawa: It wasn't my fault you were slow in backing up.

Hanamichi: I wasn't slow!

Rukawa: *scoffed* An oyaji can back up faster than you do.

As the door to the changing room closed behind the duo, the people in the office could still hear enraged sputtering from the redhead thus making everyone in the office guess that the two would be going at it for the whole day.

Mitsui: *coming out of the elevator* Ohayo!

Ayako: Ohayo, Mitsui-san!

Mitsui: The models for the spring collection are coming here today, aren't they?

Ayako: *nods* Hai. Nine-thirty.

Mitsui: Bring in the beauties! ... Of course, you are a beauty yourself, Ayako-san... OUCH!!

Ayako: Miyagi!

Miyagi: *appears from behind the now kneeling Mitsui* Ohayo, Ayako-san!!

Mitsui: *growls* You kicked me!

Miyagi: *feigning innocence* I did?

Ayako: Yes, you did.

Mitsui: See!

Miyagi: *pulls at Mitsui's collar and hissed* Well, you shouldn't have been flirting with Ayako then, Mitsui-san.

Then a young lovely woman passed by them, carrying a file and Mitsui's attention was diverted.

Mitsui: *slapping Miyagi's hand away* Ooo.... nice.... *runs off*

Miyagi: *turns to Ayako* So Ayako-san. Are you busy this week?

Ayako: I....

Akagi: Don't you have anything better to do than to flirt with my secretary, Ryota?

Miyagi: *sweats* Yes, boss. Right away. Got that... umm... letters... to post. Y'know... licking stamps and envelopes and... uhhh... well, j~a!

Ayako: *bows* Ohayo, boss! Anything's the matter?

Akagi: *sighs* Yes, there was. I got hold up in the parking lot just now. Apparently there were some people fighting over a parking space and the other cars had to wait for those idiots to resolve their differences..

Ayako: *bites lip from grinning* Did you see who they were?

Akagi: No, they were gone before I could get to them. The others were too afraid to confront them because the idiots were too 'intimidating'. If I know who they are...

Hanamichi: *coming out of the changing room still pestering Rukawa* If we didn't have to get those clothes ready for the shoot today I would've not let you get away with taking my car space!

Rukawa: *sighs* Do'aho...

Hanamichi: Baka kitsune!

Akagi: *throbbing temple* Sakuragi! Rukawa! In my office now!!

Later the two fashion editors left Akagi's office with a bump on both their heads.

Hanamichi: *sullenly* I still think it's your fault

Rukawa: Ahou.

Hanamichi: Y-You- *punches Rukawa's arm*

Rukawa: *glares* You're gonna get it.

Hanamichi: Oo, I'm so scared... *blows raspberry*

Rukawa: *wipes spittle off of his face cooly*

Hanamichi: BWAHAHAHA!! *runs away*

Rukawa: *gives chase*

Ayako: *sighs* Times like this makes me doubt if they are men or boys...

At nine-thirty a.m. the models came for the shoot. After half an hour of shooting, Mitsui walked out of the studio with his camera.

Ayako: How did it go?

Mitsui: It went well, though, if Sakuragi and Rukawa would just stop bickering about the clothes....

Hanamichi: *comes out of the studio following Rukawa who doesn't seem to want to be bothered with the redhead's opinion* I still think Agami would look better in the navy blue dress!

Rukawa: She has pale skin. You want to make her look like a corpse? This is supposed to be a spring collection, not death collection.

Hanamichi: This coming from someone who looks like a corpse himself.

Rukawa: Your taste left much to be desired. Your red hair always clashes with your shirt.

Hanamichi: It does not!

The duo disappears in the dressing room still insulting each other about taste in clothing - until they find another topic to fight about that is.

Mitsui: See?

Ayako: *nods* Hai *sighs*

Fujima: Hello, there.

Ayako: *beams at the sight of a handsome man* Hello, may I help you?

Mitsui: Hey, *slaps Fujima at the back* this is Fujima from Shoyo - one of our models for today's shoot.

Ayako: Oh, hi! You're the one to be interviewed for this month's cover, right?

Fujima: *smiles* Yes, that's what I've been wanting to ask. Can I reschedule the interview for tomorrow. I have another shoot on Thursday and I forgot to mention it to Yohei-san.

Ayako: Oh, Yohei-san is out for story and won't be back until Thurday. Wait here and I'll talk to Kogure-san.

Fujima: *nods* Arigato.

As Ayako goes to fetch Kogure, a young woman wearing a suit and carrying a mug passes by Mitsui and Fujima. Being the flirt that he is Mitsui begins to hound her.

Mitsui: Hi there miss! Are you one of our models?

The young lady who everyone knows is an office worker giggles.

Ayako: *appears with Kogure in tow* Fujima-san. This is Kogure-san.

Kogure: Hello there, Fujima-san. You said that you couldn't make it on Thursday's?

Fujima: *stares* Umm... no... I mean yes, I'm sorry. I've... got another shoot on Thurday.

Kogure: Hmmm... maybe I can do the interview then. So... how about we do lunch while we do the interview?

Fujima: *beams* That would be great! I mean... that's fine, Kogure-san.

The two shakes hand before Fujima left for the second part of the shoot.

Kogure: *turns to Ayako* Where's Mitsui?

Ayako: *shrugs* Beats me. He must be chasing after a skirt, as usual.

Kogure: *shakes his head while smiling* Right.

~~~~~~

At a restaurant, Fujima and Kogure sat at a table near the corner waiting for their lunch to be brought to them.

Kogure: *looks around* Do you always go here for lunch?

Fujima: Yeah, especially if I'm with a friend.

Kogure: Ah. This place is posh. Do you really afford coming here every day?

Fujima: *nods* Hai. One benefit of being a son of a rich man.

Kogure: *laughs* Oh yes, the interview! Forgive me. Your father is the head of the microchip processing company based in Tokyo, am I right?

Fujima: Hai.

Kogure: Are you interested in following you father's footsteps in becoming one of the best businessman in Japan?

Fujima: I'm not sure yet. I've no desire for microchips and stocks though I do understand much about it since my father talks about it a lot.

Kogure: How about modelling?

Fujima: No, I also don't want to make a career out of modelling.

Kogure: You have no idea at all?

Fujima: *sheepishly* I'm afraid not.

Kogure: What does you father say?

Fujima: He said that I should try what he's doing.

Kogure: And...?

Fujima: He talks about it as if it's the best job in the world. I don't want to get into something that would probably bore me half to death before I realise that it's all just hype.

Kogure: What if it's not hyped. You should probably try it. It's better to have tried and failed than to be sorry to not have tried it when you have the time.

Fujima: *ponders* I guess that's true.

Kogure: Well, future aside. Are you involved with anyone?

Fujima: Not at the moment. *grins* How about you?

Kogure: Me neither. What kind of person would you like to be involve with?

Fujima: One who's kind, understanding, easy to talk to and someone cute would be a boon. Are you the shy and quiet type?

Kogure: *grins* What do you mean?

Fujima: *waves hand carelessly* Oh, you know. Who blushes at the mention of sex in front of other people...

Kogure: *blush* I... guess so...

Fujima: *laughs* Ah, you fit in every category! And I think that intellectual look makes you look very attractive...

Kogure: *chokes* Attractive?

Fujima: Very.

Kogure: *blush* Ah souka.... OH LOOK! Here's comes our food!

Fujima: *pout*

~~~~

After lunch:

Ayako: Kogure-san! How did the interview go?

Kogure: *distractedly* Fine.

Ayako: What's the matter?

Kogure: Well... I... uhh... *leans over Ayako's desk and whispers* Can you keep a secret?

Ayako: You bet.

Kogure: I think he was hitting on me.

Ayako: Who?

Kogure: Fujima.

Ayako: *gasps* No way!

Kogure: *hiss* Shh! Yes, way.

Ayako: But he's so cute!

Kogure: Well, I guess this increases the validity about that theory you said about guys being good looking is either gay or taken.

Ayako: But you're good looking. Are you gay or taken?

Kogure: *blushes* Neither!

Ayako: Are you sure? I mean, I've never seen you look at a girl like Mitsui-san does.

Kogure: *looks at Ayako pointedly* You're talking about OUR Mitsui, aren't you?

Ayako: Oh yeah. Right.

~~~~

A few days later:

There came a knock on Kogure's office door as Kogure was busy editting a sports column for the month's issue.

Kogure: Yeah?

Ayako: *enters* Fujima-san has come to see you.

Kogure: *blinks in puzzlement* Oh? Bring him in.

Fujima: Ohayo, Kogure-san.

Kogure: Ohayo, Fujima-san. Please sit down.

Fujima: I hope I'm not disturbing you.

Kogure: I'm not terribly busy. Can I help you with anything?

Fujima: *sits down on the chair in front of Kogure's desk* Actually, I'm here to tell you that I've decided to try in the microchip precessing business like my father. I have to start from the bottom though it'll be easy for me because I know the basics already from outosama. I'm going to America to get my degree on physics and electronics before I'm allowed to get gloves on into the business.

Kogure: That's great!

Fujima: *smiles* I've got you to thank for. You're right. I should al least try or I'll end up regretting it.

Kogure: I wish you all the luck!

Fujima: *stands up* Sayonara, Kogure-san *extends hand out to Kogure for a shake*

Kogure: *takes Fujima's offered hand* Sayonara, Fujima-s-

Fujima: *pulls Kogure across the table and gives the surprised assistant editor a kiss*

Kogure: -MMPH?!

Fujima: *finally releases the shocked man and grins* I also didn't want to leave regretting that I never kissed you, Kogure-san. When you decide that you like guys as much as girls or probably more, give me a call. I'll be right over here faster than you can say my name.

Kogure: *stares at Fujima still in shock*

Fujima: *leaves but not before he gives Kogure a flying kiss and a wink* Ja.

When the door shuts behind the ex-model, Kogure tries to sit on his chair only to end up slipping from it (still in a daze no doubt) and landing on the floor with a 'THUMP!'

Ayako: *pokes her head in* Kogure-san? Kogure-san? Where are you? *blinks when she saw a hand appear from behind the desk *

Kogure: H-Here...

Ayako: What on earth happened?!

Kogure: *holding dearly onto his stable desk and stands up* He kissed me...

Ayako: Who?

Kogure: Fujima...

Ayako: *screech* NO WAY!

Kogure: *laughs weakly* Yes, way...

Ayako: How do you feel about it?

Kogure: Confused.

Ayako: What do you mean?

Kogure: I should feel disgusted about it but I can't. Just shock! Argghh! I can't be gay!

Ayako: *picks up a magazine and shows a picture of a voluptuous woman to Kogure* What do you feel when you see her?

Kogure: *blush* Uh... I ... I...

Ayako: Hmmm...*flicks a few pages forwards and shows Kogure a shirtless male model in faded jeans* How about now?

Kogure: *blush* Uh... I... I... *groans and sits on his chair before banging his head on his desk* I don't know!

Ayako: *pats Kogure's shoulder* Calm down, Kogure-san. I can't believe you've never thought about sex before. I mean, you're no teen just blossoming into puberty.

Kogure: *voice muffled by the desk* All my life I've been too busy getting work done than to think about physical attractions.

Ayako: See. You can't even say sex!

Kogure: *groans*

~~~~

The end of the day has come. Hanamichi steps out of the changing room, carrying his bag.

Hanamichi: Bye, Ayako-san! See ya tomorrow!

Ayako: Ja ne, Sakuragi. You're not angry anymore about that lost parking space? *grins*

Hanamichi: *smirks as he pats his bag* Nah. Not when I'm going to cover his car with ten cans of whip cream that'll make him think before he takes my space again! BWAHAHAHAHAA!!

Ayako: *sweatdrop* How old are you if you don't mind my asking?

Hanamichi: *blinks* Huh?

~the end~

Major setting is taken from the sitcom "Just Shoot Me". I like that show ^_^