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Well hello again – been a while since I wrote anything worthy of publishing but here you go. I wrote this a long time ago but only made it to the end of chapter three. Now it had an end. Thanks for my wife for pushing it along.

Disclaimer: I don't own Sailor moon or any of the copy written characters. I own the story, the idea and the poor writing you're about to read.

Enjoy! R/R.

Mimet couldn't believe her fortune, she checked the schedule again just to be sure she'd written down the right information. A smile crept to her lips as she read it back to herself. '874-534-3323' the private cellphone of one of her idols, she pulled her tote bag out from under her desk, yanked out her worn black leather wallet and pulled out a shiny blue card, gold stars beginning to wear, a large number 4 in the center and on the back a picture of Haruka Tenoh, race car driver number 10. Haruka was leaning against her winning car, a red Ferrari F512M. Mimet held the card to her chest, then kissed it, then replaced it in her wallet. She took a deep breath and dialed Haruka's telephone number listening to the ring, two, three, 'Hi you've reached the personal voice mail of Haruka Tenoh. I'm unable to talk right now. Please leave me a message.' Mimet held her breath as she spoke. 'Good morning Miss Tenoh, I apologize, we don't yet have the number for your assistant. I'm calling to confirm your meeting today with Yohi Ushydo. We have you scheduled for 1030. We are located in the Sea Side Towers, seventh floor. Thank you.' Mimet exhaled with a giggle, she could barely contain her excitement.

Morning sun fought to break through the deep grey curtains covering the windows of Haruka's bedroom, silent as possible Rei slipped from the bed; she used the bathroom and went about finding her clothing. Her dress was found flung over the desk chair, one shoe on the landing of the hall way and her underwear, where were they? Shrugging Rei found her other shoe near the front door next to her purse. She quickly jotted a note on the pad next to the phone and made her way to the elevator, it occurred to her then that she knew exactly where her underwear had ended up. She'd removed them in the car the night before, a blush caressed Rei's cheek as she hit the button for the lobby. 'Haruka can keep them.' She said to no one.

Haruka waited patiently for the sound of her front door to close before she tossed her blankets off and pulled herself from the bed. She'd enjoyed her evening with Rei but wasn't interested in the usual morning small talk. Rei knew the deal, it wasn't their first rendezvous. Haruka made her way into the bathroom and turned the taps of her shower letter the water warm as she worked her toothbrush around her mouth. She spit into the sink and climbed into the shower. Liberally Haruka lathered her hair in shampoo massaging the suds into her short blond hair. Rinsing the shampoo she grabbed the deep conditioner her stylist had suggested and applied the required dollop to her hands coating her fingers with the ooze before introducing it to her tresses. While the conditioner set she washed her body her signature scent mixing with the steam of the shower filling the whole of the bathroom. Once her body was clean, and her hair washed of the conditioner Haruka turned the water off, wrapped herself in a towel and made her way to the closet. Haruka wondered what her day held for her, Monday's were hard to plan for since her assistant didn't brief her over the weekend. She pulled on a pair of dark jeans and opted for a crisp white t-shirt, she grabbed her favorite gold leather jacket and a pair of Ray Bans. She admired herself in the full length mirror for a moment, flashing her winning smile. Satisfied with her look she grabbed her cell phone, frowning at the missed call. She dialed the number for her voice mail and listened to the message. It was from her new manager's office, they didn't have her assistant's phone number. Mentally she made a note to rectify that. Haruka tucked her phone into her back pocket and took the stairs two by two. In the kitchen sat her new assistant.

Usagi Tskino wasn't the obvious choice for an assistant, the job required cooking, cleaning and the general organization of Haruka's life. Usagi could handle none of those things. Her cooking was awful, she didn't clean and more often than not, she miss scheduled Haruka. But what the girl lacked in skill she made up for in personality. Haruka's former assistant, Eugeal interviewed several girls before Usagi showed up, late and unprepared. Eugeal wasn't even going to consider Usagi but Haruka had just returned home and suggested they give the girl a chance, Eugeal held her head the whole time Usagi spoke. 'Awful.' Eugeal had said once Usagi had gone, but Haruka disagreed. 'She's hired.'

'You've lost your mind.' Eugeal said.

'You'll stay?'

'I'm moving Haruka, you know that.'

'Then she's hired.' Eugeal figured Haruka was looking at Usagi as more of a lover than an assistant but that wasn't it. Of course Usagi was beautiful but she was too childlike for Haruka's taste.

'Good morning Haruka.' Usagi smiled handing a large thermos to Haruka. 'I have your planner today.' She smiled finally feeling that she had managed the morning routine. Usagi had been Haruka's assistant for nearly a month and had yet to get the daily expectations down. Haruka liked coffee, black with three sugars, she liked to have her day read to her before she left the house. She expected candor and privacy. But most importantly she liked to sleep late. Usagi was glad for this, Eugeal had suggested Usagi arrive around 8, prepare coffee and a light breakfast. Confirm and return calls for the day and some days, escort Haruka's conquests to the lobby. Usagi however, didn't usually arrive at the Tenoh condo until nearly 9. She often forgot to bring Haruka's planner so she wasn't able to return the calls or confirm appointments. Several occasions Haruka had to drive Usagi home to retrieve it. Usagi never, however, forgot the coffee. She brought it from home, her one talent.

'What's up for today?' Haruka asked taking a long sip from her thermos. Usagi handed Haruka the note that Rei had left then opened the planner to the date. Haruka smiled as she read the note. 'Great night, as usual. If you find my underpants, keep em. R.'

Usagi blushed at the note, Haruka cocked an eyebrow. 'They're in the car.' She answered. Usagi's blush deepen.

'Uh, you have a meeting with your new manager at 1030.' Usagi started.

'Ya, they left a message on my cell. When we get there you'll have to give them the business number.' Usagi nodded and made a note.

'You have a lunch meeting with Miss Aino. And afternoon golf and dinner with your father.'

'Minako Aino?' Haruka confirmed grabbing the keys to her car she made her way out of the condo and to the elevator, Usagi close behind the planner balanced in her hands, a large leather tote bag perched on her shoulder.

'Yes, I think so.' Usagi said looking at the planner information, she hadn't written the first name down and wondered how many Aino's Haruka new. Likely several.

'Cancel my father.' She instructed hitting the button for her private parking garage. Usagi shoved the planner into her bag and pulled the cell phone out. The elevator and parking garage had no service so she'd wait until they were driving. Haruka's garage held eight different vehicles, each different, each driven with different moods. The idea of lunch with Minako pulled Haruka to the orange Astin Martin Vantage. Usagi climbed into the passenger seat and buckled the seat belt, she'd driven with Haruka before, and she knew they would be breaking the speed laws.

'Are you sure about cancelling with your father?' Usagi confirmed.

'Cancel.' Haruka nodded.

It had been three years since she'd seen Minako, but she thought of her often. Minako's long golden hair, her slender waist, how she always tasted of strawberries and champagne. Minako had been young but was rising quickly to the top of every pop chart. Her song, 'he doesn't love me.' Was number one the night she slipped from the hotel room bed, Haruka naked, covered only by a wrinkled white sheet. 'It's bad for business.' She'd said. 'I can't be tied to anyone right now. I need to look available.' Haruka had frowned but she understood. Her career was already solidified. Minako was just starting.

'Mina.' Haruka had whined crawling to the edge of the bed. Minako pulled an orange dress over her head letting it swing around her naked body, orange her signature colour. She tucked her hair behind her ear, crouched to her knees and kissed Haruka slow and lovingly. 'Sorry.' She said standing. Haruka reached for her, grunting as the door to the room slammed shut. Haruka followed Minako's career, watching her rise to become one of the biggest idols in all of Japan.

It didn't matter where Haruka went, cameras and paparazzi followed her. They set up in front of her condo waiting for her private garage door to open. Gunning the engine of the Astin Martin Haruka darted out of the garage and into the street, she knew the power of the engine but geared down, driving those speeds were dangerous in the city. She wound through the streets, checking her mirrors to see if the paparazzi were able to follow, only two remained as she pulled into the parking lot of the Sea Side tower. 'I'm sorry Mr Tenoh, she's asked me to postpone.' Usagi said into the phone. Haruka smiled, Usagi wouldn't lie to anyone, even for her job.

'Tell him I'm meeting with Miss Aino, he'll understand.' Haruka laughed putting the car into park. Usagi followed her instructions.

'He says have fun.' Usagi replied ending the call.

'I bet he did.' Haruka smirked.

Haruka liked to be courteous, she held the door for Usagi as they made their way to the seventh floor of Sea Side tower, Usagi had a business card ready to give to Mimet, staving off any further calls to Haruka's private cell. Two paparazzo joined them in the elevator, they didn't have heavy cameras weighing them down, but they had cell phones and were busy taking pictures of Haruka. 'Off to meet your new manager today?'

'Obviously.' Haruka replied. The elevator crept up the building finally arriving at the office of Yohi Ushydo. The hallway was narrow and the floor smelled of cigar smoke. Haruka turned her nose up to it, held the door for Usagi but let it go as the paparazzi followed.

'Ah, Miss Tenoh.' Mimet beamed standing behind a large wooden desk, her computer playing a gossip show behind her. 'Welcome.' Mimet was a short slight woman with red hair cropped at her chin, large round glasses and bright green eyes. 'Can I get you anything?' Haruka pulled her sunglasses from her face and slipped them onto her shirt, she shrugged out of her jacket and handed it to Usagi. 'I'm good.' She said flatly. 'This is my assistant Usagi.' Haruka introduced. Usagi tucked Haruka's jacket under her arm and held her hand out to Mimet.

'I'll take you right in.' Mimet found her way around her desk and lead Haruka down the short hall to a large wooden door, she knocked once and opened it announcing Haruka. A puff of blue smoke followed Mimet as she returned to her desk.

'Ah, Tenoh.' Yohi Ushydo grinned as he held his hand out for Haruka to take a seat. Haruka frowned at him, he was older than she'd thought. 'don't exactly travel light do you.' He added noting the gathered paparazzi in his parking lot.

'They follow me.' Haruka shrugged.

'Well you're a huge star.' He laughed with pride. He took a lit cigar from the ashtray on his desk and puffed a large drag.

'I suppose.' Haruka said. 'Would you mind not smoking, I am an athlete.' She added cocking her face and raising an eyebrow.

'Oh right sorry.' Ushydo became flustered at Haruka's direct approach. He waved his hands in the air trying to disperse the smoke. He dabbed out the ambers of his cigar and grabbed a stack of papers.

'Thanks.' Haruka said tartly. She crossed her legs and rested her elbow on the arm rest of the large leather chair across from Ushydo's desk, she cradled her chin against her hand.

'I was sorry to hear about Yoshido, he was a great man, fantastic manager.' Ushydo read over the papers in his hand. 'We were rivals but friends also.'

'He was a great manager, I will miss him greatly.' Haruka was tired of the small talk, she already didn't like Ushydo. 'I have a lunch meeting, can we move this along.'

'Of course.' Ushydo frowned. 'I have your contracts here. Everything the same, same fee that Yoshido was charging for his service.'

'Fine.'

'I've also lined up some endorsements that Yoshido couldn't.'

'Ok.'

'There is a gala at the Ocean club on Friday, you've been asked to attend.'

'You'll need to schedule it with my assistant but that should be fine.'

'Excellent. I trust you'll have a date.'

'Of course.' Haruka rolled her eyes, she was losing patience with Ushydo. She signed her name on the contracts and handed them back. 'If there is anything else, I've left my assistants information with Mimet, you can contact her for everything else.'

'Yes, yes of course.' Ushydo nodded. Haruka stood, shook Ushydo's hand and made her way down the hall. Ushydo picked up his cigar and lit it.

Usagi and Mimet were laughing when Haruka returned. 'She's number 4 in your fan club.' Usagi explained. Haruka smiled at Mimet, signed her card and looked at the clock. 'I'm running late.' She announced. Usagi frowned, they were running late. She pulled the cellphone out and sent a text to Minako's assistant. 'I'll let Miss Aino know we're running behind.'

'Great, shall I drop you at Chibas?'

Usagi blushed at the idea of dropping in on her boyfriend so early in the day but nodded.