Me: Hi guys! This is going to be the first chapter of the one-shot collections that I would be writing. You guys can also make special requests if you want! But please don't forget to review! Another is – if you wanna know more about the characters – check my story "Queen of the Suits"! This would most likely be that they're in High School already. I'll state whether or not they're in middle school or high school anyway. Also, I don't own Prince of Tennis! Thanks and happy reading! I've been inspired by Koori no Houko so yeah...XD
AtobeXAyane: To Become the King of Her Heart
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Atobe Keigo: After graduating, he became the CEO of the famous Atobe Corporation and easily made the world eat out of his hand. With a proud smirk, he commanded people with confidence and pride that no other could probably rival. All except this one girl...
Kobayagi Ayane: After putting tennis behind her, Ayane succeeded in becoming the Kobayagi Industries executive by the time she became a junior. Despite this, she still retains the same temper that she had when in middle school. She could belittle a marine and make sure he would cry and suck his thumb in a small corner. However, there was this one man who refused to back down despite everything she had thrown at him...
No one knew what kind of storm would brew as soon as those two were...
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"ENGAGED! WHY THE HELL AM I ENGAGED TO THAT ARROGANT GIT," Ayane slammed the table, causing her older brother's mug to jump. "I MEAN – COME ON, DOESN'T ANYONE KNOW ABOUT GIVING EQUAL RIGHTS TO WOMEN! WHY DON'T I HAVE A SAY IN THIS!"
"Well, it was mom and dad's choice really," Soujirou sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose. "Honestly, Ayane – you were his girlfriend weren't you? I'm sure you can tolerate him."
"The keyword is "were" and yes I can tolerate him," Ayane crunched up the poor paper weight as her voice echoed from inside the office and out, causing a slight rumble from the volume. "BUT STAYING WITH HIM IN THE SAME ROOM, SEEING HIS FACE EVERY MORNING FOR THE REST OF MY LIFE – DO YOU WANT ME TO GO BLIND!"
A chuckle came from the corner, revealing four of her other brothers standing there. "Geez, you make him sound like his looks are worse than a donkey's ass. Are you serious?"
Ayane glared at her body-building brother, Ozuma as she jabbed her finger. "HE'S GOT AN ATTITUDE THAT COULD MAKE EVEN THE BRATTIEST PRINCE LOOK SO SICKENINGLY SWEET! YOU WANT ME TO GET MARRIED TO A JERK! WHAT ABOUT HINA AND MISAKI! WHY ME!"
"Misaki's too old for him," Soujiro calmly and placidly sipped his coffee, trying to maintain his tolerance for his sister's tantrums. "Obviously Hina's married already, Ayane – you're the last of the girls."
The tangerine haired younger sister slammed her fist into the desk, causing the glass to crack. "Who cares! That doesn't mean I need to get married! I mean – there are a lot of women who became successful without marrying an insane narcisstic brat! I mean – look at Barbra Streisand, Oprah Winfry – hello!"
"You tell mom and dad that," Ozuma tossed her the cordless phone which she easily caught and nearly crushed, chuckling darkly. "They've already settled things with Atobe Kenji and his wife, Shura. They said," –he cleared his throat while replaying every word their parents said and dodging a pillow thrown at him coming from a fuming Ayane. "Kobayagi Industries and Atobe Corporation would have formally joined as their children get married on their youngest daughter's eighteenth birthday."
Ayane started counting her fingers before gaping and paling in horror, slamming her hands once again on Soujirou's battered desk. "No – I only have a month of freedom left?"
"Less," her other brother, Sai walked in while showing her a calendar. "Mom and dad planned an outing with them for the next week so you only have... three weeks."
"NOOOOOOOO," Ayane yowled as she grabbed Sai's collar, shaking him exasperatedly. "You gotta help me! Do something! I am NOT marrying that insane git!"
Ozuma raised an eyebrow before licking off his cappuccino ice cream. "What made you hate him so much anyway? Didn't you guys date one another in Middle School?"
Ayane hissed and pitched Soujirou's poor tissue box while glaring at Ozuma. "None of your beeswax!"
Soujirou sighed before face palming. "That's because he started going with that... "Lynx" as our dear sister had quoted."
"He dated a car," Sai let out a good-natured laugh only to have Ayane box him in the face. "Owww, what was that for!"
Ayane slumped on the couch with a snort before folding her arms. "He was with that Seigaku biatch."
"Hey don't lump all Seishun students there," Soujirou pointed out before finishing off a few documents, filing them away. "Your captain's boyfriend happens to be from there."
"He's one of the more sane ones! I mean – he's devoted to making her happy at least," Ayane snarled at the thought of the girl going with Atobe. "Jerrard can go eat my socks and go flirt with him in the mountains until they die!"
Sai wagged his fingers as he clucked his tongue. "Tsk, tsk, you shouldn't be like that, my dear imouto. I'm sure he's made up for a lot of his craps. If he didn't, he wouldn't exist now would he?"
Ayane grabbed her bag before storming out. "I'm going for a walk."
Hearing the door slam, Soujirou let out a sigh. "Man, she's still in love with him."
"Still completely in denial," Sai chuckled while tossing his empty cup into a trash can. "She doesn't know how deep in she is yet."
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On the other hand, Ayane walked to the nearest restaurant which was conveniently owned by her senpai.
"Argh," Ayane downed another mug of lemon iced tea. "Hand me another, Hitomi!"
The blonde bespectacled Mastermind poured her another mug, staring at her skeptically. "Honestly, caffeine is bad for you. You're going to jump around and then collapse right after."
"I. Don't. Give. A. Damn," Ayane hissed every word as she continued chugging down the whole mug before moaning in horror, slamming her face onto the wooden bar table. "Why is the world torturing me? Why does Kami-sama hate me?"
Hitomi pulled the mug away from Ayane before she could go on, sighing dejectedly. "You're drunk with iced tea. Stop it."
Ayane groaned as she slammed her face onto to the table-top, glaring back with droopy zombie-like eyes. "Help me."
Shaking her head, Hitomi pulled out her cellphone and began dialling numbers. "Hey, guys – yes, you're all on my speed dial."
Ayane's ears perked up at the sound of Hitomi calling people; she blinked for a moment while watching Hitomi calmly polish the shot glasses. "W-wait, what are you-?"
"Yeah, Ayane has problems with society," Hitomi chuckled darkly as she let out a business-like smile continuing to clean some of the shot glasses. "Yeah, meet at the Mastermind. Thanks."
Ayane sighed at her. "I still don't know how you managed to convince your uncle to rename the bar the "Mastermind". You're scary, senpai."
"Yes," Hitomi's eyeglasses glinted a little, making shivers run down the former vice captain's spine. "Yes I am."
Ayane banged her head on the table again, groaning loudly. OH NO, WHAT DID I GET MYSELF INTO?
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"You're getting married to Kobayagi-san I hear," Oshitari chuckled as he had coffee with Atobe at the Raindrop Avenue, sipping his cappuccino placidly. "Your parents' choice?"
Atobe simply sipped his coffee with a snort. "Ore-sama's parentssaid it would be nice to put the rivalries behind them. So, they wanted to seal it with the marriage."
"I thought you would be happy to see your crazy banshee again," Oshitari smirked while recalling the insults Atobe had once hurled at her, earning him a set of daggers. "Oh yeah, it has to do with that girl from Seigaku doesn't it? What possessed you back then, Atobe?"
Atobe glared daggers at his cup. "Ore-sama did not cheat on her!"
"But the way you treated her made Ayane feel like trash," Oshitari pointed out to the former captain, sternly glaring back. "You have to remember that your actions can somehow give girls different ideas. Obviously, Ayane doesn't like her and although it doesn't mean you have to dislike her too, you have to note what Ayane can probably do to her right? Secondly, Atobe just because you're worshipped by many doesn't mean everyone has to. You once said that Ayane loving you was good enough – what happened to that? Face it Atobe, you're almost as bad as Tezuka when it comes to romance."
Atobe rolled his eyes at the kansai prodigy. "Ore-sama does not need your advice, Oshitari."
"I'm just saying," Oshitari shrugged nonchalantly; a twinkle glimmering in his eyes. "Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned."
Atobe snorted before standing up to take his leave. "Ayane's not a woman; she's a banshee."
"And a banshee is a female wailing demon. Don't tell me you're still in denial," Oshitari watched him leave, relaxing more into his chair. "One way or another Atobe, you want her and that's never going to change. Love doesn't vanish after a period of four years."
For once, the Atobe heir wanted to see his former teammate lose his calm composure. How it unnerved him to see Oshitari perfectly calm with everything as usual! As Atobe walked out of the Raindrop Avenue, the former Hyotei captain looked at the newspaper as the engagement between him and Ayane were all over the news. Walking towards nowhere in particular, Atobe kicked a small pebble while looking at the LED screens that shown several reports and the moment people saw him there – they managed to find him on the street and reporters swarmed him from every side. The former Hyotei captain mentally cursed his fortune before witnessing a flash of red vanishing from his line of sight.
"Atobe-san, did your parents set up this whole marriage?"
"Rumours said that you did date her once in Middle School, was it true?"
Atobe, as much as he liked being admired, searched desperately for an escape route until a hand grabbed him and dragged the said heir towards the alleys. The reporters tried to follow him but Atobe found his mouth clamped by someone and struggling didn't help him. His arm flew back of self-defence only to be chained down even tighter than ever.
"Senpai, quit moving," - Atobe froze at the sound of the voice, ceasing his wriggling. "I'm starting to regret that I agreed to this plan with Hitomi-senpai!"
Atobe looked up to find the very brunette who often pissed him off in middle school. "Kurenai, let go!"
He nearly hit her but she managed to step on his foot to make him keep quiet as the other reporters sped by. As the voices faded away, Shizuru let out a sigh of relief as she bopped him on the head.
"Kurenai, ore-sama was fine," Atobe wrestled out of her grip, creating a distance between him and her while rubbing his sore head and wrist. "For a girl, you're pretty hard on the iron grip."
Shizuru raised an eyebrow, gesturing to the crowd hunting him down. "Honestly, I don't think you want to stay with a bunch of nosy reporters. Although if you want to go to your dear fans then, you're welcome to go drown yourself in all their pointless discussions."
"Since when did you learn how to backsass," Atobe folded his arms while giving her the holier-than-thou smirk. "In middle school, you often just kept quiet. Did Tezuka feed you something weird?"
Shizuru shrugged before leading him out of the alley, gazing towards the blue skies. "Time is a pretty good teacher and a healer. Although for some, it doesn't work well."
"Ore-sama knows about Ayane throwing a fit," Atobe raised an eyebrow as he looked around. "Hey where did you...?"
Shizuru had vanished while Atobe shook his head before continuing his walk. "How Tezuka manages to put up with her, ore-sama will never understand."
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On the other hand, Shizuru had vanished back towards the Mastermind bar as she smiled benevolently at the blonde Mastermind. "Atobe's in position."
"Alright," Hitomi nodded approvingly before directing her attention towards her walkie-talkie. "Momo, you're next. Haruka, Rin – standby."
The female Sanada sat and waited at a nearby café while Sengoku came in with two cups.
"One café latté for me and a green tea latté for my Shinigami," Sengoku gave her a cheery grin, causing Momo to slightly giggle while turning a small shade of pink. "Lucky~ I got her to blush and giggle!"
Momo sighed as she fought it down. "Honestly, you still consider that an achievement? Wait," –she saw Atobe walking by. "Here's my cue – wait here."
While Atobe saw no reporters hanging around, the former Hyotei captain let out a sigh of relief.
"So, you're hanging around here," a voice snapped the male from his thoughts.
Though surprised, Atobe let his usual smirk grace his face. "First Kurenai and then you, what are you two doing now? Do your boyfriends know that you're stalking ore-sama?"
"Don't be so full of yourself, Atobe," Momo tossed a small mi pao in her hand, addressing the male nonchalantly. "I'm just here to make sure that you have your head on straight which clearly, it isn't."
Atobe glared at her as the Shinigami jabbed a finger in his face. "What makes you think that a girl would swallow almost anything? Do you think that everyone worships you?"
"Ore-sama is very likeable after all," Atobe shoved Momo's finger away. "Now, ore-sama doesn't know who put you up to this."
Momo let out a small scoff as she shoved the mi pao into her pocket. "Nobody did. I'm doing this for a friend. That's all there is to it. Now tell me, what you would do if," –she led him towards the park and drew the bushes aside, "this happened to you?"
Atobe stared in shock as he found Ayane talking to Marui and having a hell of a time. Both of them were laughing and Atobe found himself in a moment of déjà vu as he recalled the moment he had told Sanada before to make Marui stay away from his Ayane. The tennis match they had ended in his favour and Marui although the latter lost, Ayane practically screamed at him to allow her to stay friends with the red haired tensai. He remembered that Gakuto commented how it reminded him of a "volcanic eruption" every time they argued. A melancholic sigh escaped him while he reminisced on the things they used to do. They would fight, kiss and then make-up. It became like that either because of his jealousy or Ayane's insane temper that often overruled her rationality.
"From what I hear," Momo smirked even wider. "He's still single and available. Ayane can easily break things not just physically but even abstract objects."
Atobe narrowed his eyes at the tensai as he walked away from Momo who tossed something at his head.
"Here, you still have a chance to make things right."
Atobe picked it up and saw a picture of him and Ayane together during middle school years, laughing with one another about something silly. "Thank..."
Before he could say thank you, Momo had already vanished while the King sighed as he got up. Atobe never realized he had forgotten so many things and a smirk appeared on his lips before he stared straight into the blue sky with the lazily strolling clouds. The loud honking of horns echoed from a distance whereas he remained cemented to where the Shinigami had left him. The picture struck a sense of nostalgia in him, causing a smile to curve up on his lips. He ran his fingers through his purple hair as he ran through the sequence of events. The gray skies glistened slightly as it started slowly drizzle while Atobe started passing by the park. A couple sat together until the boy pulled out a black velvet box, proposing to her. A loud squeal caused the king to cringe at the volume but he had supposedly found himself used to Ayane's howling or lack of volume control.
"Now who is it this time," Atobe chuckled as he played along, following the cracked stony pathway. "Although, ore-sama knows that only the mastermind can concoct something so complicated."
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"Hitomi-senpai, I don't know how you managed to convince Haruka and Rin to re-enact Marui and I years back but Keigo's not that stupid," Ayane sighed as she leaned against the bar table. "Vain yes – stupid no. Keigo always prided himself on his brains and it would take more than that to throw him off."
Hitomi looked at the tracer that Shizuru had placed previously when she saved Atobe from the crazy reporters. "Well, that's what happens when you ask the Mastermind to do things. You do remember that you have friends who are ex-underground tournament fighter who was trained by the King of Iron Fist, a kendo practitioner, Wu Shu and Dragon Dance professionals and very devoted friends. Ayane, welcome to your own version of commanding the League of Extraordinary Gentlewomen."
Ayane pulled her hair in frustration, jabbing her finger angrily at Hitomi's direction. "The first person he's gonna come after is me – not any of you people!"
"Trust me, after that vanishing stunt that both Shizuru and Momo pulled," Hitomi snickered as she watched the tracer move, placing the microphone closer. "Kiyone, you're up next. Prepare the fifth phase of the plan and make sure that the target does not bypass you."
Ayane sighed while swirling her drink, pondering on her predicament pertaining to Atobe. However, her mind remained completely blank pertaining to Atobe's reaction after this crazy elaborate plan. Her brothers often told her about Atobe, saying that despite her heartbreak – she still loved the insane douche bag. A bitter laugh escaped her lips until she heard the door slam and the light reflected the image of a smirking Atobe Keigo standing by the door with his usual triumphant aura. The entire colour in her face drained as she nearly stumbled off her chair.
AAGH, HOW DID HE GET IN HERE WITHOUT ME NOTICING, Ayane stared completely horrified, jabbing her finger in his direction. "W-what? How did you find me?"
"You often go here to drink iced tea like the weirdo you are," Atobe chuckled bemusedly, earning himself a glare from his tangerine haired fiancée. "Besides, ore-sama already knew that your friends were planning this. All it took was to think five steps ahead of the Mastermind Yamaguchi Hitomi and cohorts. Then again, Kurenai and Sanada are combat specialists so obviously they would learn how to disguise their tracks easily. However, the others left many loopholes hence giving ore-sama the opening to inspect the bar. After all, this place was the favourite hangout of all of you ever since High School because Yamaguchi preferred being tipsy almost half the week."
Hitomi gave him a business-like smile as she wiped a glass before placing it among the other shot glasses in the cupboard. "Hmm, you're getting good at this. What you showed years ago proved you only believed in coincidence. Then again, you were never the type to take notice of every detail."
"After staying with Oshitari," Atobe sniggered at the blonde, folding his arms pompously. "Ore-sama is not as dumb as you think he is, Yamaguchi. By the way, Hikifumi was very convincing as the former Rikkai Dai tensai but you forgot one thing: that man has a girlfriend. Sanada slipped. My Insight saw through everything after meeting up with the Shinigami."
"He had a girlfriend," Momo stood by the door as she slammed it shut, coldly glaring at her former classmate. "The girl dumped him for you."
Atobe raised an eyebrow as Shizuru calmly sat on the side with a small smile, revealing the picture of the former Seigaku vice captain before tearing it slowly in half which sent shivers up Atobe's spine and making him even wonder more if Tezuka knew how scary his girlfriend was. "Yes, Jerrard Vera did live up to her title as the "Heartbreaker" after all. A heart may recover from a physical hit but an emotional hit may incur a permanent trauma."
"While everyone was too stupid to notice," the sandy blonde control specialist appeared with an innocent grin, swinging her legs on the chair. "You played ping pong with two girls!"
On the other hand, the tall silver haired Sniper appeared with a sheepish smile. "So, we decided to make you feel what she felt using the sense of nostalgia."
"Though I doubt on your ego," Haruka chuckled bitterly before downing another Melon Ball drink, leaning against the bar. "That you would feel anything."
Atobe narrowed his eyes at the former regulars as silence filled the room. His icy blue eyes locked on emerald green orbs as Hitomi and the others waited for his next move. Ayane sighed dejectedly while averting her gaze from the king. The tension throbbed against his skull as Atobe bothered trying to make any sense from the whole scheme. Long before, he would have forgotten her but Atobe never realized that he would crave for her so badly to the point of being the one in asking his parents to set up an arranged marriage with Kobayagi Ayane. The purple haired captain knew how sharp the female's tongue was compared to most and if he remembered right – she would have turned him down right there and then. No, he had to play his cards right and if there was anything Sanada and Tezuka had thumped hard into his brain and fibre, it would be leaving nothing to chance.
Right now, he just needed the opportunity.
"Guys, just send him back already," Ayane scornfully scoffed as she downed another mug while hiding some small crystals fall from her eyes. "I have nothing to say. Besides, he wants that crazy slut – I'm not stopping him. The hell with it – they can go flirt with each other in the mountains."
Although he somewhat believed she was still in a drunken state, Atobe numbly stared back at Ayane and for the first time, saw her break. His hand tried to reach out but froze onto his side as his ego coaxed him to stand still. Silence amplified the throbbing as his heart pounded furiously against his chest. The rushing of blood echoed in his ears as the male felt a sudden stab into his heart coming from the tangerine haired female. Despite her trying to be all tough and macho, he easily took note of the small tears threatening to spill out of her eyes. If not for his arrogance, Atobe would have quickly rushed towards her and scooped her into his arms and kissed her senseless.
"Everyone, leave," Atobe commanded, causing everyone to jump. Ore-sama only has one chance at this. It's now or never
Kiyone, despite being a fourth year high school student, lunged at Atobe as she prepared to claw him to oblivion. "Why I oughta...!"
"Kiyone," Momo grabbed the small girl's blouse, shaking her head sternly at the younger. "Let them."
"As much as we hate it," Rin sadly shook her head, beckoning the small girl to leave. "We have to let them sort it out, kuwee."
Rin and Momo dragged away the sputtering sandy haired volleyist while Hitomi, Haruka and Isane cleaned up the area while Shizuru held onto the door before taking one last look, leaving the two alone. The former female Hyotei team waited outside quietly while Ayane was left to appease a very irritated and somehow confused Atobe Keigo. An uncomfortable silence descended between them as the clinking of the ice cubes against the glass echoed throughout the entire bar. Ayane swirled the contents of her glass as she saw her sad reflection before noticing Atobe's image appear at the refraction of the light.
Great, this is exactly what I didn't want, Ayane sighed before turning towards him, knowing he would not leave. "So – what do you want?"
Atobe smirked as he sauntered closer towards her, nearly throwing Ayane off balance. "Your team was the one who brought ore-sama here. Surely, there's something you want to say?"
"I have nothing to say," Ayane hissed venomously as she snapped away from his icy blue gaze, biting her lower lip hard. "Vera's your crazy bitch right? Why don't you ask her?"
Damn, I'm still a sucker for blue eyes, the strawberry blonde former vice captain inwardly cursed at her weakness.
Atobe smirked amusedly as he inched much closer to her, seeing that same fire of defiance in the former vice captain's eyes. "You better be careful with what you say, ore-sama may just lose control."
"According to those years I was your girlfriend," Ayane snarled as she folded her arms while fighting a blush. "You were never in control of me or anything! What do you mean "lose control"? Are you insane? Wait a minute, don't answer: YES YOU ARE! I don't know what kind of crap you've been feeding into your system but seriously – you're psycho! Do you know anyone who would make his girlfriend feel like trash and make another feel special? Do you know anyone who...!"
Ignoring her vehement protests, Atobe traced his long fingers on Ayane's skin which caused the former vice captain to shiver as she noticed amusement flicker in the male's eyes. "And preferably, ore-sama would like to see your eyes... After all, it's because of those emerald orbs of yours that hypnotized ore-sama in the first place."
"Are you even listening to me or even hearing yourself," Ayane bit her lip as she whirled around to slap him in which he caught her hand. "You crazy...!"
"Yes, you're crazy and short-tempered," Atobe earned a snarl from the girl but continued to smirk but this time, with a hint of hurt and wanting. "You're equally violent yet somehow – it's comforting. Ore-sama never expected you to ask Yamaguchi for help. Most of the time, you prefer knocking my lights out. Then again, you've changed... a lot. Ore-sama does remember everything especially how Vera did everything to break your confidence as a doubles player – the stupid part is that her idiotic idea worked. It destroyed almost your entire your career have not you sent Kiyone to go bite her and give her rabies."
"I don't know if you did," Ayane scoffed as she looked away bitterly. "You were always the man who jumped first, think later. Besides, Kiyone doesn't have rabies. She's not an animal."
Atobe loosened the grip on his hand as he pulled her closer; Ayane then witnessed a new tender look in his eyes. "Arn~, ore-sama never knew he had to convince his fiancée this much that he loves her."
"Trust me, your words are not even close to convincing me," Ayane glared until his lips started capturing hers, causing her knees to buckled down bad and her heart to melt instantly. Crap, this man knows how to kiss to save his life! Then again, I really did forget...
Atobe stared deeply into her eyes, running his fingers through her tangerine hair. "Well, did that convince you?"
"Hmm, I don't know," Ayane slapped his cheek teasingly, blushing and looking away. "By the way, did you...?"
"Feel guilty and annoyed at the same time," Atobe finished her sentence as he captured her lips again before taking another breath of air. "Trust me; I was annoyed by Kurenai and Sanada the most. Also, ore-sama should have known that Nagisaki had a hand in changing those events on the LED screen. You were never the type to manipulate people to do your dirty work so I immediately assumed it was Yamaguchi who made up most of the obstacles."
Ayane shrugged as she leaned back while Atobe's face was merely inches away from hers. "Well, buchou really does that a lot... I didn't expect you to get a whiff of it immediately."
"Now we have a lot of catching up to do," Atobe brushed his lips against her neck, causing Ayane to slightly let out a whimper. "After all, ore-sama has to punish you for pulling off this insane stunt."
Ayane rolled her eyes while noting in complete boredom and sarcasm. "I'd rather get hit by Sanada -senpai if your version of punishment is this pathetic."
"Very well then," Atobe smirked evilly, pulling Ayane and closing in the proximity between them as the fourth year student felt his warm breath fan against the crook of her neck. "Ore-sama no bigi ni yoina, Kobayagi Ayane."
Ayane challenged with a teasing glint in her eyes, pulling him down by his necktie. "Bring it on, Keigo."
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"I can't believe we're watching this," Momo raised an eyebrow while looking through the camera, wincing in disgust. "Where did you get one of these tiny cameras, Shizuru?"
"Stole it off my uncle's desk," Shizuru laughed softly while adjusting the volume and cringing at the sounds of moaning and growls, averting her eyes from the small screen on her cellphone. "Uncle Lee always has this thing in making the latest gizmos. After all, he is the bonafide owner of Violet Industries and the newly associated Chaolan Technologies. But somehow, I think we should really stop watching this. It's bad for my brain."
Kiyone scrunched up her nose while waving her hands into the air. "Eww, he's groping her butt! Wait... did she just...?"
"Well, what you can say," Mai managed to see from above the sandy blonde girl's head. "They're engaged. You can't do anything about that."
"Blech, buchou turn it off," Kiyone shook Shizuru who got stopped by Mai, shuddering violently. "This is so rated!"
"No, keep it going," Mai sardonically grinned while leaning on Kiyone's head. "Besides, I can't watch this at home. This beats high quality cable."
Hitomi tapped Shizuru's shoulder with an evil gleam in her eye, chuckling darkly. "Remind me to ask you to steal a few more from your uncle."
"Will do," Shizuru smirked as she linked it to her phone. "This is good."
Isane glanced at Shizuru while gaping in shock. "What are you doing?"
"As the heiress now to the Mishima Zaibatsu," Shizuru smiled mischievously while clicking a few buttons. "I don't think her brothers are hard to reach."
Mai chuckled evilly while sitting next to Shizuru. "I say – Fuji's a good influence on you."
"Tell that to my boyfriend," Shizuru smirked before encoding the rest of the signal in.
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Yay, Atobe done! I'm not too fond of Atobe and he may seem a bit OOC. I was actually inspired to write this by KoOri no HouKou so my thanks to her!
So, send me any ideas or any pairings you want next. Although, it will take me awhile to make it. This one took me three days! I wasn't sure whether or not to write it since my reviewers from Queen of the Suits didn't really tell me anything.
I love Chinese jackstones! The jacks in Chinese Jack stones are called 'mi pao'. That's why I put them there! :D
It's okay to repeat the pairing! For all you know, there may be a sequel to this one!
Das vidanya – til the next chapter, my dear readers!