A/N: So, it's been a while, sorry about that but my brain kinda not working when it comes to getting ideas down into a proper story line. So now I come up with this, decided to switch things up a bit. I find myself a new pairing, and odd one but why not. Still trying to figure out how to make the next part to 'Humans'. For now, this is all I got, it will be a short story for this on I think. Anything in italic is usually spoken in English.

Shizuru & The Tramp

i Shizuru

Upon my return from America, my parents expected me to have a date for a black tie fundraising event they're hosting. It was rather unexpected that I do not have time to find someone to simply act as my date, and surely they would be expecting me to bring home a handsome young man. After high school, I decided to move to America to pursue a career in acting instead of continuing my work at home as a model and teen idol. More than anything else, I wanted to be away from my parents where I could be myself and not the image of a perfect Japanese lady that I was taught to be at a very young age. After three years with multiple movies and TV dramas later, I'm coming home to visit my parents as well as my elderly grandmother who wanted to see me.

With little time left, I contacted an old friend of mine going back to junior high about my dilemma, and to my surprises she replied to me by giving me the address to a small office in the heart of Shinjuku telling me to go there as soon as I arrive in Japan. I've been a fan of mystery, but I rather not be part of it as this is quite mysterious as my friend did not divulge to me as to why I should head there as soon as possible. Suzushiro Haruka was the kind of person that speaks her mind and would never hide things, yet her email gave no explanation only direction. For once, I was quite curious and decided to indulge my friend's mystery and headed to that place right after I arrived instead of heading straight home to see my parents and grandmother. The mystery turned out to be an escort service office, plenty of beautiful young ladies coming and going, and the only one that looked completely out of place is the receptionist who seemed to be the only male in the establishment.

"Oi, come this way," Suzushiro-san said coming out of nowhere.

"Ara, ara… it's been a while," I said in my usual cheery voice stepping towards her.

"Ms. Tsuri, please handle the reception," she said to a young woman passing us by and the young woman dutifully bowed her head. "And you, go make some tea and bring it to the office," she added without sparing another glance to either the young woman or the receptionist behind the desk.

"Ara, ara… you seem to know the place pretty well," I couldn't help but teased her.

"Shut up you babazuke! You're here to get help or to pick a fight with me?!" Suzushiro-san fumed, her voice become booming as I remembered her to be as she stomped down the hall rather than walking coolly.

She never ceased to amaze me at how easy it is to get her all reeled up, and to be honest it has been a long while since she used that term towards me. Throughout my years in school, Suzushiro Haruka is the only person to ever called me babazuke due to my habit of enjoying a hot cup of green tea. She'd always considered me as her rival, though I considered her to be a friend whom is easily manipulated. However, unlike me she continued with her study, because her aim was one day taking over her family's construction business.

"This is Kikukawa Yukino, she's the manager to this place," Suzushiro-san said as soon as she opened the door to a nice but small office in the back of the place.

"Hello, I am surprised that Haruka-chan asked me to lend her one of our employees for a while…" the young lady behind the oak desk said looking at me through her angular glasses, to me she looked to be no older than perhaps 19.

"Ara, ara because I am in a need to have someone acting as my boyfriend during my stay here in Japan," I replied softly.

"Ah, I understand but our clienteles are mainly men that we do not employ men in this business," Kikukawa-san said with a thoughtful look on her face as her right hand rubbing at her chin.

The knocking sounds from the door interrupted the conversation and her thoughts, and she called for whoever outside to come in. it was that young receptionist bringing a tray of hot green tea and some snacks. Kikukawa-san moved from her desk toward the couches as she motioned for Suzushiro-san and I to sat down while the tea are poured into the cup with care by the receptionist. As Kikukawa-san speaks, she padded on the empty spot next to her, and from the corner of my eyes I saw the receptionist silently sat down on that spot with a rather gloomy look on his face.

"This is Tramp, she may not look like it but she helped in training the girls in tea ceremony and other etiquettes while managing the booking of our girls as well as the list of our clients…" I started to zone out, and I was shocked that the receptionist is a female yet her name sounded more like an insult than a name to me.

"So, what kind of boyfriend are you looking for?" Kikukawa-san's question jolted me out of my thoughts.

"Ara, an English gentleman like Bond…" I stopped without needing to complete my answer.

"Can you handle this request Tramp?" Suzushiro-san was the first one to spoke to the gloomy girl.

"How long will it be?" she spoke for the first time and her voice sounded fairly quiet.

"A few day, weeks, even months as long as Fujino-san is in Japan," Kikukawa-san answered as she got up and walked back to her desk searching for something.

"You have to get your hair in a color that makes you look like you're from England," Suzushiro-san added and Tramp just nodded her head.

"Here it is, you will be Tepes Miki a young Englishman studying in America on films and playwright, you two met when you're working as an intern at a movie set that she happened to be on. You clicked right away, plus it was love at first sight for you that you had to wooed her to be your girlfriend." Kikukawa-san read off information from a thin blue folder before handing it over to Tramp.

"I didn't not know you have something like this," she murmured quietly reading the contents of the folder.

"Well, in this business you have to learn to expect the unexpected," Kikukawa-san said with such a smile that I couldn't help but smiled myself.

With everything settled, I left to rent a hotel room to stay for the night as we will meet up early tomorrow, and that is when this little charade will really begin for me as well as for Tramp. I could tell that she does not looked to be happy at the turn of event, but she also does not seemed to be annoyed about it either. I couldn't get my hopes up, not when that girl looked so young that I worried that she will not be able to act like an Englishman, what's more is that I'm unsure whether she could speak English the whole. On a different note, it is interesting that there is such a thing existed here in Japan, it is as though they're actress as they're paid to act like someone's date.

If I had any expectation for her, it would've been blown away the moment we met. There she stood before me, well-dressed in a pale blue shirt and beige slacks, and her hair dyed a nice blonde tone that makes her looks like an actual Englishman. Her dangerously short hair combed back, this allowed for her amazingly blue eyes to pop out even more though I remember quite clearly that her eyes are amber like that of a tiger. I am an actress after all, so I kept my shocks over her transformation hidden and asked her about the eyes and truly she did wear contacts and dyed her hair in order to give off the foreigner looks. Inwardly, I applauded her for being able to put on such a look so fast, not to mention that she also managed to speak English fluently even with a British accent to make her even more believable. Not only that, she somehow managed to deepen her voice, creating an actual manly voice and because she's just as tall as I am that she could easily fool people that we're the same age. And so together we headed for the penthouse that my parents are staying at, they split their times between Tokyo and Kyoto for their businesses though they also have many summer houses all over the world.

"Are you ready?" I asked as the elevator stopped.

"Are you ready to be love by a man?" she asked me in such a manly voice that for a second I forgot that she's a girl.

"Ara, are you turning your charm on me?" I asked teasingly as we walked out of the elevator.

"My you know I do not understand Japanese, are you teasing me Shizuru?" she said it so calmly with a gentle smile on her handsome face.

"Oh silly me, let us meet my parents," I replied to her in English, after all I am dating Tepes Miki who come from England to study film making.

My mother answered the door and I introduced her to my boyfriend only to have to do it again once we were inside, though I get the feeling that my father was not too thrill of the fact that I am dating a foreigner. My mother asked us many questions, and I answered as many as I can and he just sits there smiling that gentleman smile of his. After all, he does not understand Japanese, and the whole time I could've swore that my father was giving him the evil look. If look could kill, my poor boyfriend would died many times over by now yet there was no reaction on his part as if he's oblivious or just ignored my father completely.

"I'm not sure if you're afraid of my father or oblivious but he'd been glaring at you the whole time…" I leaned over and whispered into her ear so that my parents do not know what we're talking about.

"Of course, he must be upset that someone like me steal his little girl from him," she replied softly and so casually as she brought my hand up and pressed her lips against it.

I blushed lightly at that, though I have to try my best not to laugh at my father's shocking reaction to our little lovey-dovey moment. My mother on the other hand, chuckled lightly and my boyfriend simply smiled in return as if they're talking in silence. With sudden enthuse, my mother got up and ushered us toward the guest bedroom where we could rest until the afternoon do we need to get ready for the event my parents are hosting. As soon as we entered the room, her attention automatically went toward the bookshelf just next to use and the top of the doorframe. Without saying a word, she reached up and snatched whatever it was that was on the doorframe and on the bookshelf. The next thing I know, she was searching all over the room and as she does it more things seemed to started to fill up her pockets. By the time she returned to my side, the pockets of her pants are filled up and it was a rather disturbing sight when she pulled the items in her pockets out. They were all tiny wireless hidden cameras and microphones, for once I do not know what in the world my parents are thinking putting such things in this room.

"I'm going to…"

"No, it's okay, let's just lock these up for now. It would do either of us any good if you confront them right now would it?" she cut me off and looked for a box until she found the right one to dump all the tiny electronics into it and locked it up.

So I decided to take a nap while she decided to read a book from the shelf, we settled into our comforting spot and relaxed. A few hours later, when I got up she had fallen asleep with the book resting on her lap. For a moment, I found her to be quite cute with her sleeping face, and I didn't want to disturb her that I went to wash up and picking out clothes that we will be wearing to the party tonight. When I came out of the shower in my bathrobe, she stirred and woke but the look in her eyes seemed as though she's not fully awake. She looked as if she'd forgotten where she's at, the dazed look on her face quickly vanished and she's once again my handsome British boyfriend.