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Imagine
By Artemis
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PART ONE - Praying That Some Day
Usagi sat at her desk, so stressed that she seriously considered
breaking into her workmate's liquor cabinet. She sighed as she
stared blankly at the white paper on her desk.
"I need an idea... Any idea.." she muttered.
She had one week to get this wedding plan into gear and the last
week had been a complete nightmare. Maybe it was a sign that she
wasn't supposed to be the boss. Every single limo company she rang
had their limos reserved. And plus, the couple who wanted the wedding
had decided on a particular church, which was booked out and Usagi
couldn't do a thing about it except be really forceful, yet polite
about it and ask them to change their mind. Of course, they didn't.
So Usagi had to somehow convince the organisers of a baptism that
this wedding was more important or if the time could be shifted a
little. Of course, since they thought a baptism was quite important
(not that Usagi didn't) and that appointment was there first, they
were being stubborn too.
"That's it!" Usagi shouted, getting up.
She stomped over to the next room and flung the door open. Her work
mate looked at her, bewildered. Usagi smiled.
"Can I have a drink?" she asked, gesturing to the liquor cabinet.
"Sure," Troy, the wedding advisor, nodded.
He was busy with another wedding and couldn't help Usagi. She really
needed to get an assisstant. Usagi opened up the liquor cabinet and
pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels.
"I wouldn't advise that," Troy told her, as she opened up the bottle.
"Really? You can advise wedding couples, but not me," she scowled
as she poured it into a glass.
"Well don't blame me if you get too drunk or can't finish your work
tomorrow because of a hang over," he shrugged and returned to his
own planning.
Usagi frowned, looked at the glass, then gulped it down. She filled
the glass again and gulped it down. She closed her eyes, shook her
head and filled her glass again.
"Miss Tsukino," Troy said, looking at her worriedly. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Usagi smiled. "And I keep telling you, it's okay to
call me Usagi!"
Usagi gulped down her third glass, then filled her glass again.
She was feeling better by the minute. Her head felt lighter and
lighter. Troy got up and took the glass out of her hand, as she
was about to gulp it down.
"I think you should stop," he frowned.
"I need a drink!" Usagi shouted. "I can't think straight!"
"Drinking is not going to help," Troy told her something she already
knew.
"But I hardly ever drink, why not?"
"My point exactly... You hardly ever drink, it'll just make you
feel worse."
"You're so logical I wonder why I ever hired you.. If only Mina
was still working here..." Usagi frowned, giving up on arguing
with Troy.
He was too well brought up and serious for Usagi to argue with.
She sat down on the couch in the room and closed her eyes.
"Maybe you should finish up tonight," Troy suggested.
She heard the bottle being packed up in the cabinet.
"Maybe... but I need to finish this.. And I know I can handle
it somehow.." she sighed. "I just need more time... But I only
have a week... I need an assisstant... Troy, can you find me
one?"
"I'm not sure Miss Tsukino, I'm a wedding advisor, not your
secretary," he replied simply.
"Well Leah isn't here right now, so you're going to have to
be her," Usagi muttered, opening her eyes and getting up
from the couch.
Usagi stretched and then walked over to Troy's desk. He sat
back down. Usagi sat down on his desk and got a pen and a
piece of blank paper. Troy frowned. Usagi pretended not to
notice.
"I'd prefer you didn't do that Miss Tsukino," Troy murmured.
"Say it a little louder Troy," Usagi smiled.
Usagi scribbled down an advertisement for an assisstant.
She slid the piece of paper to Troy and smiled.
"There you go, now go find me an assisstant okay?"
Usagi got off the table, smoothed her skirt, then walked
towards the door.
"Miss Tsukino, actually..." Troy called out to her.
Usagi turned around, looking at Troy.
"My friend, he's looking for a job... I don't know if
assisstant work is his forte, but he'd probably take it
up like that," he explained, then click his fingers to
emphasize the word 'that'.
"A male assisstant?" Usagi asked. "I suppose I'm being
desperate, I can hold off the image of our company for a
while. Thanks Troy."
"No problems Miss Tsukino," he smiled politely.
Usagi wished he'd stop being so polite. She actually felt
like a witch whenever she was in the same room as him.
He was so angelic and nice. The alcohol was getting to her.
She could tell because she started to understand why Mina
hired him in the first place. He was good looking.
Usagi sat back down in her comfy leather chair, legs crossed
and swivelling around to face the large window. The view was
a beautiful late night city scape. She crossed her arms and
sighed. A male assisstant? She didn't know if she could
handle any more males in this company. There was Troy, but
he was a nice gentleman and she could handle having him
around her. But the other guys Mina had hired before she
quit, were all unprofessional. She didn't want to deal with
that again. Her company was crumbling right in front of her
eyes. And she knew that would happen, the day she fired
Mina... Well no, Mina quit. Technically. That was what was
written in the records. That was also the day when 'Venus
Moon Weddings' changed its name to 'Moonlit Weddings'.
She didn't want to think about it. Usagi was stressed already.
She didn't need to bring up the horrible past. It had been
a year, she should be over it by now. Usagi slipped off her
shoes and hugged her knees, snuggling into her chair.
She closed her eyes and nodded off to sleep.
"Miss Tsukino?" she heard a familiar voice faintly calling her.
She felt someone grabbing her and shaking her a little. Usagi
opened her eyes wearily to see Troy.
"What's the matter?" she asked sleepily.
"You're asleep, that's one thing," Troy sighed. "I've contacted
my friend. He's here."
Troy also looked tired, but he didn't try to show it. Usagi felt
immediately grateful for such a loyal worker.
"Thank you very much Troy," she smiled. "I really do mean it.
I need all the help I can get right now."
"I know," Troy nodded. "I'll show in your new assisstant."
"Yippee," Usagi sighed as she slipped on her shoes and turned her
chair around. The door was open and Usagi looked up, just as she
slipped a strand of her hair behind her ear. Troy walked in and
a tall figure followed him. Usagi walked over in front of her
desk and sat on it, crossing her legs. She yawned. Troy coughed.
"This is my college friend, Mamoru Chiba," Troy introduced him
to her.
Usagi looked at him. She was still sleepy. Mamoru Chiba was tall.
Very tall. And he had silky black hair and stormy blue eyes.
He made her shiver. She felt nervous for some strange reason.
"Nice to meet you Mr Chiba," Usagi smiled sweetly, getting off
the desk.
He nodded in acknowledgement. He extended his hand and she
shook it. His hand was much bigger than hers.
"Well, that's settled," Troy smiled happily.
"Yes, thanks Troy," Usagi nodded. "Anyway, I'd better go home..
I'd crash right here, but well... We have to lock up."
"Aren't you going to tell me what my job is?" Mamoru asked.
Usagi looked up from getting her things and smiled.
"I'll tell you tomorrow morning," she told him. "Come here by 9,
outside this office."
He nodded.
"Right now, I really need some sleep!" Usagi laughed.
"Are you sure you're going to be okay to drive home,
Miss Tsukino?" Troy asked.
"Sure I am," she nodded, then grabbed her keys.
Usagi walked out of the room first and the two men followed.
She locked the door, checked the others and returned to
Troy's office.
"You guys ready?" Usagi asked, popping her head into the office.
Troy had his keys and was looking around, checking everything.
"We're ready," Troy nodded.
The three of them left the building and walked to the car park.
"I'm really worried that you're going to have an accident,"
Troy frowned.
"I'll be fine! Stop acting like my father!" Usagi groaned.
"I can drive her home," Mamoru suggested.
"I refuse to be driven home! I'm 26! I'm old enough!" she shouted.
"I'd be able to sleep peacefully if I know Miss Tsukino
is going to be looked after," Troy smiled and nodded to Mamoru.
Mamoru nodded. Troy left to go to his car. Usagi wasn't
pleased with the decision and stormed over to her car.
Mamoru followed silently. She unlocked the car and opened
the door to the driver's side. Mamoru coughed. Usagi looked
at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Just because Troy said so, doesn't mean you are," she told him.
"You're not fit to drive," Mamoru simply stated.
He took the keys off her. Usagi glared at him. She sulked
and walked around to the passenger side. Mamoru sat down and
adjusted the seats and mirror.
"I don't know why I listen to anything Troy says," Usagi grumbled.
She adjusted the seat so it leaned back a bit more, then
slipped off her shoes. Usagi tucked her legs in a little.
She wriggled around, trying to get comfortable with a seatbelt
and limited space. Usagi closed her eyes as Mamoru started the
engine. She heard a car horn beep and Mamoru beeped back.
She figured it was Troy.
"It's unlike Troy to even touch that part of the car wheel,"
Usagi giggled, still with her eyes closed.
"You know him well?" Mamoru asked, as they drove out.
"He's like a brother... A little brother who ends up being
a big brother," Usagi murmured.
"That's true," Mamoru laughed.
"He's your college friend? You look older though..."
"Well I am. I'm 30, he's what.... 24? I always wonder how he
landed this job at a big company like yours. And here I am still
trying to get into my dream job."
Usagi laughed. "Being a wedding advisor can't be Troy's dream
job... I mean my friend just found him and hired him....
He's sweet though. I don't regret having him work here.
What's your dream job?"
"To be an astronaut," he told me, slightly sheepishly.
"Every since I was little."
"That's cute," Usagi giggled. "An astronaut.... Well if you
ever do become one, I hope you'll take me with you because
you're a good driver..."
Mamoru laughed. "I think Troy was right. You did drink a
little too much."
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END OF PART ONE
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Like it? It's going to get better!
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Imagine
By Artemis
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PART ONE - Praying That Some Day
Usagi sat at her desk, so stressed that she seriously considered
breaking into her workmate's liquor cabinet. She sighed as she
stared blankly at the white paper on her desk.
"I need an idea... Any idea.." she muttered.
She had one week to get this wedding plan into gear and the last
week had been a complete nightmare. Maybe it was a sign that she
wasn't supposed to be the boss. Every single limo company she rang
had their limos reserved. And plus, the couple who wanted the wedding
had decided on a particular church, which was booked out and Usagi
couldn't do a thing about it except be really forceful, yet polite
about it and ask them to change their mind. Of course, they didn't.
So Usagi had to somehow convince the organisers of a baptism that
this wedding was more important or if the time could be shifted a
little. Of course, since they thought a baptism was quite important
(not that Usagi didn't) and that appointment was there first, they
were being stubborn too.
"That's it!" Usagi shouted, getting up.
She stomped over to the next room and flung the door open. Her work
mate looked at her, bewildered. Usagi smiled.
"Can I have a drink?" she asked, gesturing to the liquor cabinet.
"Sure," Troy, the wedding advisor, nodded.
He was busy with another wedding and couldn't help Usagi. She really
needed to get an assisstant. Usagi opened up the liquor cabinet and
pulled out a bottle of Jack Daniels.
"I wouldn't advise that," Troy told her, as she opened up the bottle.
"Really? You can advise wedding couples, but not me," she scowled
as she poured it into a glass.
"Well don't blame me if you get too drunk or can't finish your work
tomorrow because of a hang over," he shrugged and returned to his
own planning.
Usagi frowned, looked at the glass, then gulped it down. She filled
the glass again and gulped it down. She closed her eyes, shook her
head and filled her glass again.
"Miss Tsukino," Troy said, looking at her worriedly. "Are you okay?"
"I'm fine," Usagi smiled. "And I keep telling you, it's okay to
call me Usagi!"
Usagi gulped down her third glass, then filled her glass again.
She was feeling better by the minute. Her head felt lighter and
lighter. Troy got up and took the glass out of her hand, as she
was about to gulp it down.
"I think you should stop," he frowned.
"I need a drink!" Usagi shouted. "I can't think straight!"
"Drinking is not going to help," Troy told her something she already
knew.
"But I hardly ever drink, why not?"
"My point exactly... You hardly ever drink, it'll just make you
feel worse."
"You're so logical I wonder why I ever hired you.. If only Mina
was still working here..." Usagi frowned, giving up on arguing
with Troy.
He was too well brought up and serious for Usagi to argue with.
She sat down on the couch in the room and closed her eyes.
"Maybe you should finish up tonight," Troy suggested.
She heard the bottle being packed up in the cabinet.
"Maybe... but I need to finish this.. And I know I can handle
it somehow.." she sighed. "I just need more time... But I only
have a week... I need an assisstant... Troy, can you find me
one?"
"I'm not sure Miss Tsukino, I'm a wedding advisor, not your
secretary," he replied simply.
"Well Leah isn't here right now, so you're going to have to
be her," Usagi muttered, opening her eyes and getting up
from the couch.
Usagi stretched and then walked over to Troy's desk. He sat
back down. Usagi sat down on his desk and got a pen and a
piece of blank paper. Troy frowned. Usagi pretended not to
notice.
"I'd prefer you didn't do that Miss Tsukino," Troy murmured.
"Say it a little louder Troy," Usagi smiled.
Usagi scribbled down an advertisement for an assisstant.
She slid the piece of paper to Troy and smiled.
"There you go, now go find me an assisstant okay?"
Usagi got off the table, smoothed her skirt, then walked
towards the door.
"Miss Tsukino, actually..." Troy called out to her.
Usagi turned around, looking at Troy.
"My friend, he's looking for a job... I don't know if
assisstant work is his forte, but he'd probably take it
up like that," he explained, then click his fingers to
emphasize the word 'that'.
"A male assisstant?" Usagi asked. "I suppose I'm being
desperate, I can hold off the image of our company for a
while. Thanks Troy."
"No problems Miss Tsukino," he smiled politely.
Usagi wished he'd stop being so polite. She actually felt
like a witch whenever she was in the same room as him.
He was so angelic and nice. The alcohol was getting to her.
She could tell because she started to understand why Mina
hired him in the first place. He was good looking.
Usagi sat back down in her comfy leather chair, legs crossed
and swivelling around to face the large window. The view was
a beautiful late night city scape. She crossed her arms and
sighed. A male assisstant? She didn't know if she could
handle any more males in this company. There was Troy, but
he was a nice gentleman and she could handle having him
around her. But the other guys Mina had hired before she
quit, were all unprofessional. She didn't want to deal with
that again. Her company was crumbling right in front of her
eyes. And she knew that would happen, the day she fired
Mina... Well no, Mina quit. Technically. That was what was
written in the records. That was also the day when 'Venus
Moon Weddings' changed its name to 'Moonlit Weddings'.
She didn't want to think about it. Usagi was stressed already.
She didn't need to bring up the horrible past. It had been
a year, she should be over it by now. Usagi slipped off her
shoes and hugged her knees, snuggling into her chair.
She closed her eyes and nodded off to sleep.
"Miss Tsukino?" she heard a familiar voice faintly calling her.
She felt someone grabbing her and shaking her a little. Usagi
opened her eyes wearily to see Troy.
"What's the matter?" she asked sleepily.
"You're asleep, that's one thing," Troy sighed. "I've contacted
my friend. He's here."
Troy also looked tired, but he didn't try to show it. Usagi felt
immediately grateful for such a loyal worker.
"Thank you very much Troy," she smiled. "I really do mean it.
I need all the help I can get right now."
"I know," Troy nodded. "I'll show in your new assisstant."
"Yippee," Usagi sighed as she slipped on her shoes and turned her
chair around. The door was open and Usagi looked up, just as she
slipped a strand of her hair behind her ear. Troy walked in and
a tall figure followed him. Usagi walked over in front of her
desk and sat on it, crossing her legs. She yawned. Troy coughed.
"This is my college friend, Mamoru Chiba," Troy introduced him
to her.
Usagi looked at him. She was still sleepy. Mamoru Chiba was tall.
Very tall. And he had silky black hair and stormy blue eyes.
He made her shiver. She felt nervous for some strange reason.
"Nice to meet you Mr Chiba," Usagi smiled sweetly, getting off
the desk.
He nodded in acknowledgement. He extended his hand and she
shook it. His hand was much bigger than hers.
"Well, that's settled," Troy smiled happily.
"Yes, thanks Troy," Usagi nodded. "Anyway, I'd better go home..
I'd crash right here, but well... We have to lock up."
"Aren't you going to tell me what my job is?" Mamoru asked.
Usagi looked up from getting her things and smiled.
"I'll tell you tomorrow morning," she told him. "Come here by 9,
outside this office."
He nodded.
"Right now, I really need some sleep!" Usagi laughed.
"Are you sure you're going to be okay to drive home,
Miss Tsukino?" Troy asked.
"Sure I am," she nodded, then grabbed her keys.
Usagi walked out of the room first and the two men followed.
She locked the door, checked the others and returned to
Troy's office.
"You guys ready?" Usagi asked, popping her head into the office.
Troy had his keys and was looking around, checking everything.
"We're ready," Troy nodded.
The three of them left the building and walked to the car park.
"I'm really worried that you're going to have an accident,"
Troy frowned.
"I'll be fine! Stop acting like my father!" Usagi groaned.
"I can drive her home," Mamoru suggested.
"I refuse to be driven home! I'm 26! I'm old enough!" she shouted.
"I'd be able to sleep peacefully if I know Miss Tsukino
is going to be looked after," Troy smiled and nodded to Mamoru.
Mamoru nodded. Troy left to go to his car. Usagi wasn't
pleased with the decision and stormed over to her car.
Mamoru followed silently. She unlocked the car and opened
the door to the driver's side. Mamoru coughed. Usagi looked
at him and raised an eyebrow.
"Just because Troy said so, doesn't mean you are," she told him.
"You're not fit to drive," Mamoru simply stated.
He took the keys off her. Usagi glared at him. She sulked
and walked around to the passenger side. Mamoru sat down and
adjusted the seats and mirror.
"I don't know why I listen to anything Troy says," Usagi grumbled.
She adjusted the seat so it leaned back a bit more, then
slipped off her shoes. Usagi tucked her legs in a little.
She wriggled around, trying to get comfortable with a seatbelt
and limited space. Usagi closed her eyes as Mamoru started the
engine. She heard a car horn beep and Mamoru beeped back.
She figured it was Troy.
"It's unlike Troy to even touch that part of the car wheel,"
Usagi giggled, still with her eyes closed.
"You know him well?" Mamoru asked, as they drove out.
"He's like a brother... A little brother who ends up being
a big brother," Usagi murmured.
"That's true," Mamoru laughed.
"He's your college friend? You look older though..."
"Well I am. I'm 30, he's what.... 24? I always wonder how he
landed this job at a big company like yours. And here I am still
trying to get into my dream job."
Usagi laughed. "Being a wedding advisor can't be Troy's dream
job... I mean my friend just found him and hired him....
He's sweet though. I don't regret having him work here.
What's your dream job?"
"To be an astronaut," he told me, slightly sheepishly.
"Every since I was little."
"That's cute," Usagi giggled. "An astronaut.... Well if you
ever do become one, I hope you'll take me with you because
you're a good driver..."
Mamoru laughed. "I think Troy was right. You did drink a
little too much."
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END OF PART ONE
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Like it? It's going to get better!