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Two bodies twined around each other, lips a scant inch away, teasing in its seduction. One slim wrist was held in a punishing grip, black against white, while green eyes locked with green.
"Yasei! Move your right arm a little higher!"
That broke the mood.
"Sin-chan! Left arm, lower a few inches."
Twin sighs came from the models as they forced themselves into the envisioned position.
"Like this Bosu!" Yasei called. The scraggly manager narrowed his eyes behind tinted glasses.
"No. Yasei, put your leg between Sin-chan's! Sin-chan, straddle his knee!"
Embarrassing, but it made a bewitching picture. As the caption would tell.
Her heart mourns for him, her beguiling captor. But it was not meant to be, the Rouge and the Princetta, locked in a never ending embrace.
Several flashes and costume changes later, Bosu was finally satisfied... actually, he was more then that. "Kukuku." He laughed creepily. "After this series comes out, there wont be a person in the world who wont know who Lord and Lady Sin are!"
"Bosu-san. Are there any more jobs for us to do after this?"
"I dunno. Let me check." He flew several papers off his desk, looking for the red marked sheets. "Ah! Yes. It seems there is a... commercial request for... c-condoms." A stuttering laugh.
"Or... the Magni Hycho perfume company."
The decision was unanimous.
"Okay. The commercial is to be done... August... 31." Yasei and Tsumi traded looks. "That will be fine Bosu-san." She bowed and slipped a hand into Yasei's.
"We will meet at this XXX at 12:00."
"Right on Bosu."
"Let us go Yasei."
"Whatever My Lady commands, Lady Sin."
They both disappeared in a mini hurricane of black sakura petals, reappearing back at their... 'apartment'.
"So is this going to happen Tsumi?" Lady Sin glared at him, before throwing identical letters onto the table, silently fuming after reading them.
HOGWARTS SCHOOL of WITCHCRAFT and WIZARDRY
Headmaster: ALBUS DUMBLEDORE
(Order of Merlin, First Class, Grand Sorc., Chf. Warlock,
Supreme Mugwump, International Confed. of Wizards)
Dear Mr. Potter,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31. Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagoll
There was a second page, not that they wanted to read it.
Dear Mr. Queen,
We are pleased to inform you that you have been accepted at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry. Please find enclosed a list of all necessary books and equipment.
Term begins on September 1. We await your owl by no later than July 31. Yours sincerely,
Minerva McGonagoll
"So it seems we're both invited to this... Hogwarts school." Tsumi gave him a 'no duh' look, throwing the letters onto the table and began banging her head onto the counter.
"Calm down Sin-chan." Yasei muttered, gently cradling her head in his big hands. "I will be there with you the whole time."
A light blush covered her cheeks as she sighed.
"Thank you Yasei." She whispered, lifting her arms up. "Carry me." A rough chuckle rumbled through his chest as he lifted her up with minimal effort.
"Bedroom?" He asked, nibbling on her lips until they opened in a gasp. No answer came from her though he knew she agreed with him.
And with a laugh, they tumbled into bed, the room quickly heating up.
Sorry-No-Lemon-Yet-Maybe-In-One-Or-Two-Chapters
"Where is it?"
"..."
"I'm not whining."
"You are. And that pout will not help."
"How are you doing that? You're not even looking!"
Tsumi paused, the map hanging uselessly from her fingers as she turned and glared the cause of her annoyance, and said.
"Please stop talking."
Then continued down the street, reading off signs and ignoring the stares the models both received.
"This is it?" Yasei asked dubiously as he took in the run-down Company.
"..." Tsumi sighed quietly and touched her friend's arm, gesturing towards the sign.
Commercial Needs.
"Well then." Yasei went through the door first, holding it open as Tsumi walked into the building where the waiting area was.
"Hello gorgeous." Yasei purred, sauntering up to the secretary, who blushed at the attention she was receiving.
"Darlin' could you help me? We're looking for a..." His eyes went wide when he realized he couldn't remember the employer's name.
"Nagibokoru." Tsumi whispered helpfully, before stepping back and letting Yasei charm the woman.
"Yes. Mr. Nagibokoru. Have you heard of him?" The woman grew flustered, knowing if the two (though she was only thinking of one) were looking for the Boss, they were very important.
"Um- no. I mean yes. I mean-" She sighed. "Let me call him up for you." Her hand was already dialing the correct number, shaking her head. "Mr. N. there is a Mister-" Her gaze turned to the taller man.
"Sin. Tell him Lord and Lady Sin has arrived." The woman almost dropped the phone, her eyes snapping towards the smaller of the pair. "Ah y-yes! Lord and Lady Sin has arrived Mr. N!"
Even from their position they could here the loudness of the bosses tone.
"WELL THEN! GET THEM IN HERE AT ONCE!"
Tsumi giggled quietly, not loud enough for the woman to hear as she slammed the phone down and got up, making a 'follow me' movement with her hands.
Yasei smirked arrogantly, earning a light slap from his companion.
They were escorted to an elevator that had 12 floors, but the 6th floor button was hidden. The woman opened a small box to the side of the switches and typed in a pin code, after that, the 6th level button appeared in between 5 and 7.
"Cool." Yasei commented. The woman smiled. "Safety precaution."
It was not even a minute before they reached their destination, they stepped out, Tsumi amused when the woman slipped a ripped piece paper into Yasei's rather tight jeans.
Tsumi smiled slightly and gave Yasei a look to which he responded with a low, "Shut up."
"It's down the corridor and to the right." Was the last thing they heard the woman say, before the elevator doors closed.
Yasei led the way towards the only door in the hallway, only to start snickering when he read the sign posted on the door.
The name's Mr. N. Call me anything else and I will strangle you.
"What a nice man." He commented softly to his companion, earning a soft giggle.
Yasei grinned down at her and knocked on the door, shifting his footing when a loud, "Come in!" Emanated from room.
-Mr. Nagibokoru-
Tch. Another vain couple. The girl looks like the type that would throw a fit if she didn't get her way. The male is probably a tom cat. Going after anything that'll turn tail and give him a smile.
"Yo Mr. N. How you doing?" Even the way he speaks is like a gangster.
"..." And the girl doesn't even dignify me with a response.
"So what's the job description? Hm?"
No respect.
"What makes you so sure that you'll get the job?" That should stump them.
The male stood up and slammed his hands on the table. "What do you mean-" Temper.
The girl laid a gentle hand on her partner's arm, looking at him with wide, innocent eyes.
"Yasei." So she could talk. She has a good voice for the commercial, though it doesn't mean they'll get it.
'Yasei' scoffed, but sat down in a huff, looking away.
So he's the one that'll throw a tantrum. The girl's the calm one of this team.
"This is an interview. Answer my questions truthfully and you'll be the first one I call for all the odd jobs I have."
The boy's eyes widened when it finally sunk in the position he was in, while the girl hadn't even blinked.
Calm bitch, he thought in approval.
"We can't have people like you-" He aimed the last comment at the girl, sure she was going to snap at that. "In this kind of business."
But, instead, her green eyes flashed once before showing only a face so neutral that it would have made Switzerland jealous.
"Mr. N." She started, voice soft, but carrying weight to them. "If we are here for you to only insult and ridicule us, we can leave. You are the one that needed a couple to do this commercial, we didn't have to be here."
There was silence.
That girl has guts. Then he started laughing, his long beard shaking from the force.
"You got the job, gaki." He growled out in amusement, enjoying the surprise the flared in those blank eyes.
Yasei couldn't take it anymore. "Who're you calling a brat? Ojii-chan!"
Brat. "And who're you calling old man, brat!"
You could almost see the lightning that burned between the two.
The girl giggled, making both of the males to turn and look at her.
"It will be a pleasure to work with you Mr. N." She said softly in a positively endearing voice. "My name is Tsumi... and this is Yasei."
-End Mr. N.-
Mr. N grinned wildly.
"You named yourself Sin, hm? Was it arrogance or just plain coincidence?" Tsumi's eyes glimmered in amusement, as Yasei stood up in anger.
"You calling Tsumi cocky?" He yelled, making Mr. N glare at him.
"No! Only you would use such vulgar words." He growled.
"You don't even know me!"
"I know enough to know you're a conceited, overbearing, ego centric wise guy!"
"Oh, shut up you stupid old, fossilized, senile, decrepit, merry-Andrew!"
"Tch. Who knew you had such an extensive vocabulary!"
"Not you, that's for sure. Would you like an autograph?"
"Please. I know people that are way out of your league."
"Are you calling me-"
-1 hour later-
Tsumi was in the corner of the room, head resting on the wall as she snoozed softly. They were still at it.
She finally gained their attention as she shifted slightly, her black hair cascading around her face. "Mo~" She breathed outward, flowers appearing around her head.
"Tsumi." Yasei muttered, picking her up gently as not to wake her.
"You got yourself a good one gaki." Mr. N acknowledged.
Yasei scowled at him viciously, kicking the door open. "Of course I do, ojii-chan." He sneered. "I wouldn't settle for anything less."
The door closed with a slam, a pencil imbedded in the wood where the boy's head had been.
"Damn. Too slow." He slumped down in his seat, a slight pout on his lips as his secretary buzzed in.
"Anything new to be added to the schedule Mr. N?"
He glared at the ceiling. "Ya. November 21, at 12. XXX. Bell." (XXX is the destination)
"Okay Mr. N. Putting it in Mr. N."
"Oh. And before you go. Stop flirting with the clients!" Then he ended the communication on the surprised gasp from his minio- employee.
"They'll go far." He growled and flicked another pencil towards a small dart board about twenty feet from his desk, getting up to see what he hit.
"Hm. It seems the theme for the perfume will be..."
-The Apartment-
"Tsumi." Yasei shook her awake, similar green eyes soft.
The girl woke with a small yawn, arms stretching as she took in the familiar run down room.
"We're home?" She asked rhetorically, head cocked to the side.
Yasei grinned sweeping her into his lap and lightly nuzzling her neck.
"Yeah. Sorry we spent the whole time fighting."
"..." She was quiet as she tried to fall asleep again, only to growl in annoyance when Yasei shook her awake again.
"Can't go sleep now Tsumi. Have to go shopping 'member?" He admonished, kissing her cheek as he carried her to the bedroom.
"You should change." He said softly, dropping her roughly on the bed so she'd stay up and going through their closet.
"Why do you wish to go to Hogwarts Yasei?" She inquired quietly, noticing the slight stiffening in his body.
He hesitated a second. "I want to know your parents." He faltered at her glare. 'Why' it seemed to say.
"That came out wrong. I want to know the reason this-" He waved a hand in the air. "Happened. What made you so cold and why they gave you-"
"It's not your-"
"But it is." His voice deepened as he dropped the clothes he picked out on the bed and hooked his finger under her chin to make her look up.
"You are my business. You are my life. You are my everything. I want to know everything about you, but you wont tell me a thing."
She looked away, her eyes watering up.
"They didn't want me. That's my story. If you want the rest, then I guess you'll get it." Then grabbed the clothes and pushed her through to the bathroom.
The door closed with barely a whisper as Yasei hit the bed with a thump. "Damn. I always make things worst, huh?"
Review Time~
harrymania 1978: I'm guessing that means more more since my French is a little rusty. Thanks though, for that.
Kenzieloveify: You're right. It's not Harry Potter. I just put it under Harry Potter because I didn't want anyone to know. (Can you feel the sarcasm through the screen?)
If you hadn't figured out who Tsumi is yet. You. Are. An. Idiot.
Yasei is an OC though.
Review please.