Disclaimer : michiru and haruka are not mine, sigh.. I just own the plot. They belong to the great Naoko Takeuchi.
It was 9 p.m.. A short blonde girl was sitting in her couch in front of her window, she found the room that Michiru Kaioh live in, thanks to her boss. She watched in silent to an apartment room across the building. She brought a goggle and some snacks, cookies, and sodas. Mac laptop on her left and lots of paper on her right.
'damn boss!' she thought and grabbed lots of cookies then ate it all at the same time. Her back killing her! It was almost 8 hours she was sitting here, watched nothing. She grumbled and then choked , quickly , she drank a glass of water and sighed in relieve when the cookies gone to her stomach. 'oh I'm so stupid to let some freaking job and freaking cookies tried to killed me!' it was her boss fault. 'What was Kakeshi San thinking for made me do this?'
She still remembered this afternoon, in the office, her boss called her to her room. Haruka went to her boss room, wondered why she was being called. She stepped in her boss room. Kakeshi San stood in front of her window.
"I'm here Kakeshi San, what would you want me to do for you?" she asked with a fake smile. His boss turned slowly to face her. Then he sat on his chair.
Kakeshi San is a bald fat man with lots of wrinkles on his face. Haruka think, someone this old shouldn't manage a company. He looked frustrated and haruka couldn't possibly guessed what was her boss thinking. "Tenou San, you are the most reliable journalist in Famous magazine corp." he declared with a low tone.
Haruka blinked several times before finally responded "Why, thank you.."
Kakeshi San giggled in nervous, nodded to haruka "However, famous magazine is not the best gossip magazine in the market." He sipped his coffee and cleared his throat before he brought his eyes to Haruka's eyes. Haruka could sense some fear in those gray eyes. Her mind kept wondering what was her boss wanted to say to her. Kakeshi San put down her coffee and sighed. "Famous magazine soon will bankrupt.."
Haruka's teal eyes went wide. She had expected anything but this. "Why?" she asked, failed to hide her trembled voice.
Kakeshi San closed his eyes and crossed his arm, silence in few seconds, then he opened his eyes slowly. "There is lots of gossip magazine that better than us Tenou San, so much better than us."
Haruka blinked. She never heard her boss in this kind of defeated tone.
"Apparently our magazines rate dropped to 30 this week."
Haruka swallowed hard.
"but.." Her boss hang the sentence.
'but what?' Haruka thought hard.
"We have our chance, our last chance, if in this one week we can find some really good story, that no other gossip magazine have, we may be able to bring famous magazine up again."
Kakeshi San now stood up and walked towards haruka. He put his arms to haruka's shoulder. "I need you to find the most wanted gossip Tenou San"
Haruka's face went pale. If she failed, she would lost her job. And lost other people job too.
"I..I..don't.."
"Don't! Don't turn your back on me Tenou! Or you're fired right away!" her boss yelled in angry threatened tone.
Usually haruka would take the challenge, however this task was too difficult, and she only had one week to make it.
Fired or try? Fired or try? Fired like a stupid coward or failed miserably?
It was obvious .
"I'll try.." she answered.
Her boss face lit up. He smiled widely. He clasped his hand.
"I know you will! Now, let see!" he walked to his table and took a photo, he turned to face haruka, grinned and handed her the photo.
Haruka took the photo, and saw the photo, a beautiful aqua hair girl look back to her.
Her wavy long hair is blown away by the wind as she playing her violin, her eyes closed, 'seems like she enjoys playing violin very much' her night gown glow by the stage lighting. Curves on her body, her smooth skin, her long eyelashes, her long neck, her legs, fingers.. Haruka frowned for a moment, adored this beautiful creature while held her breath.
"Michiru Kaioh!" Her boss declared.
Haruka couldn't hear whar was her boss saying to her.
"Kaioh?" she asked,
"Kaioh San!" her boss nodded several time.
"She is brilliant, lots of talent, beautiful, she is from wealthy family, half Japanese half France great painter she is! she is the most popular violinist in Spain, and Japan! She is indeed perfect in every way, but, (Kakeshi San grinned wildly, haruka could see his eyes burning with passion) We are going to bring her down! We will tear this 'perfect' title of her, people will like it! My intuition was never wrong! There is so much people who's envy her because of her perfects, she is so perfect, too perfect." Kakeshi San waited for Haruka's reaction, but she didn't do nothing except gazed to the photo. Examined every inch details of the photo. 'Michiru Kaioh, this woman is so beautiful!' her boss smile faded because haruka didn't respond and just gazed with questioning looks on her face "What? Huh? You don't know her?" her boss asked.
"Uh I'm sure I heard her name before.."
Haruka remembered, of course that kaioh from Spain.. She only read the articles, she never saw her photo's. 'So this is her?'
'Bring down this drop dead gorgeous woman? How could I?'
She shook her head, 'What was she thinking? She mustn't distracted by her, she must take the job and done it.'
"So what is the mission sir?" haruka looked up to her now-serious- face- boss.
"You must find her bad side Tenou San. Find her mistakes, embarrassments, anything shameful enough to make a headline in our magazine. Oh yes you'll find it in one week. I don't want to know what way you through to find this story, stalk her! Follow her everywhere!"
Kakeshi San waved his hand.
"Now quick! I already rent you an apartment room across her room, you'll go there, watch her all day! and find a great juicy gossip for us!"
'He did what? Rented an apartment?"
"What? You want me to stalk her?" Haruka choked in her own shock, "But it means I..." but she was cut of by her boss,
"Yes tenou! I need you to break some rules! Now go! Before I fired you!" he shouted, and pointed to the door.
She almost stumbled as she hurried her way out of the room.
And here was she, watching kaioh's apartment from distant, she scratched her head and ate some more cookies.
'Damn bald man.. I need some rest! She probably wouldn't show up anyway.'
She stood up, glanced to the window for the last time that day. Frowned, 'Is that a figure? Is that Kaioh? It is!'
She saw her, she saw the aqua hair girl was entering her own room. Haruka shot back to her couch, she drank a glass of water. Her heart beat faster. She wore her goggles, Michiru's figure became clear as she adjusted the goggles to her eyes. 'Beautiful, but she looks tired.' she thought. Michiru face was pale and sick. Michiru dragged her self to her phone, she dialed some numbers, waited for a moment, then cried when someone was answering her call. 'Cry? She crying just now? Why?' Haruka took a cookie, ate it slowly. 'Michiru kaioh seems in trouble, maybe this is the story I want!' but the thought to exposed Michiru's problem did her wrong. She sook her head hard, 'No! Focus!'
She took her goggles off, typed something in her laptop. 'I need to hear the conversation, but how?'
Maybe she would need wire in Michiru's house.
Now it seemed, Haruka really did become a stalker.
So? What do you think?