Ayame looked around the extremely large 5-Star hotel room she and her Kagome were about to clean. The place was a mess. First of all, who ever was staying there obviously had a cat or a dog, because the place was covered in cat hair. Second, this person also drank... a lot. There were empty liquour bottles everywhere. On the kitchen counters, in the living room, in the dinning room, even in the bedroom. Heck there were even three in the walk in closet. And lastly, it appeared that the person had tried to cook something but it had exploded and was all over the kitchen. The two girls looked at one another, it was going to be a long day.

Ayame had her long, aburn locks up in a tight bun, as regulations at the hotel called for, and had a oversized hair net over her head. Her uniform was a light pink knee length dress with a bright white apron over top. She was also wearing some brand new tennis shoes and some ankle socks with a pom-pom on the back. To complement her lovely outfit, she was wearing baby pink eyeshadow and lipstick. Her jade coloured eyes were pretty plain but they really stood out with her pale complection and the pale uniform. Kagome was pretty much the same, except she had raven coloured hair and brown eyes.

Ayame took out a small walkie talkie from the cleaning cart. They were going to need more than just the two of them to clean this up. "Sango?" She spoke into it. Sango was the cleaning staff manager and therefore in charge of what rooms they were to clean. She was also a good friend of Kagome and Ayame. They had all known each other sinse pre-school and remained friends their whole lives, which was rare when you live in New York.

"What is it Ayame?" Sangos voice came from the walkie talkie

"We're gonna need more help in room 1459 if we're to be out of here in less than one hour." Ayame stated looking around at the mess.

"How many others?" Sango asked.

"One, maybe two." Ayame said with a shrug.

"But aren't there two of you working on that room?" Sango asked sounding a bit confused.

"Yeah, but if you could see this room, you'd understand." Ayame with a sigh.

"Alright, sonse no one else is available at the moment," Sango started. " I'll be right up."

The two girls began to clean the room. Kagome took the bedroom while Ayame too on the bathroom. The bathroom wasn't as bad as all the other rooms, though she could live without the smell. The person had been sick obviously. Not surprising seeing how much alcohol they had consumed in 24 hours. Thank god she was able to wear a face mask. It took about five minutes but the batheroom was spotless and smell free when Ayame left. She helped Kagome finish the bed room before the two of them, along with Songo, attempted the kitchen. That took a good 20 minutes on its own, but it too was sparkling clean by the time they move on. The living room and dinning room were all that was left. Ayame got cat hair duty and was using some sort of specialty tape to remove every hair. So after 45 minutes, 3 rolls of specialty tape, two bottles of cleaner, one and a half bottles of Odour Eater, and 5 garbage bags later, the room was back to its original spotless, smell free, cat hair free state.

The three girls were exhausted, but Kagome and Ayame still had one more room to clean before they were off for the day. So the girls said 'see ya later' and went their separate ways. Ayames final room was on the 13th floor. She always hated that floor, it was bad luck, just as the number suggested. Something would always happen. She'd trip or spill the cleaner or stub her toe. It never failed. She caught herself wondering what would happen this time as she got off the elavator with her cart. She walked up to the door marked 1346 and knocked. It didn't have a 'do not disturb sign on but she had learned over the years here that that meant nothing. "House keeping," She said loudly, so that anyone inside would hear her. She waited for a response but got none. Figuring the room was empty, she opened the door and pulled her cart in with her. She grabbed a few towel and headed for the bathroom as her usual routine. She opened the door to the bedroom but stopped dead at what she saw. There was a young man, looking only a few years older than herself coming out of the bathroom in only a towel, sopping wet. He was tall with long black hair and icey blue eye. He was very well built. Ayame went beet red and turned around quickly. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry!" She said before rushing out of the room. She walked over to her cart and put the towels back on it. She put her head in her hands and sighed. That was her bad luck experience for today, or at least she hoped it was. What could be worse that walking in on a total hottie who was wearing nothing but a towel and was dripping wet, while she looked like this. Once she had regained her composure and her blush had faded, Ayame started to clean the room.

Once she had finished everything but the bedroom, she was going to leave, when a definately male voice reached her ears. "Aren't you forgetting something?" The voice asked.

Ayame turned her head in the direction of the voice. She saw the man that she had walked in on earlier standing in the doorway to the bedroom. He was now dressed in some faded jeans and a half tucked in light blue dress shirt. His hair was now dry and up in a high pony tail.

She fought the on coming bluch with mild success. "Uh sorry, I didn't want to walk in on you" she said, "again" She added in a small voice.

"Well I'm done in there now so go ahead." The man said walking past her into the kitchen room.
Ayame nodded, gabbing some towels and linnens and heading into the bed room. It only took her two minutes to get everything in order. She came back out placing the used items on the cart and opened the door. "Have a nice day" she said curtly to the ,an who was now sitting at the dining room table eating a bowl of cereal. "You too," he said as she walked out the door, closing it behind her.

Ayame walked over to the elevator and pressd the down button. The doors opened and she walked in pulling her cart behind her. She pressed the button labeled "B" for basement and lean up against the back of the small compartment. She was glad she was done for the day. She hated this job so much, but needed it because it paid very well. And she definatly needed the money, between the house and her gandfather being sick. So she basically couldnt quit. Sango and Kagome had gotten jobs there aswell, just so she wouldn't be alone in her dead beat job. They were great friends, the best really. And of course Sango, being the take charge person she is, became the Manager of their department within one month of starting. the Elevator finally came to a stop and Ayame got off. Leaving her cart to be taken care of in a small room by the change rooms she went to go change back into her street clothes. Her two bestfriend were already in their normal clothes and about to leave.

"Hey Ayame, we're gonna go shopping with out pay checks wanna come?" Sango asked. She had her dark brown hair up in a high pony tail and had pink eyeshadow on her chocolate coloured eyes. She was wearing some back capris and a hot pink shirt with a sparkly lightening bolt across the chest. She was also wearing her favourite pink and black flip-flops.

"Yeah come on Ayame, it'll be fun, just think of the cute guys we'll see!" Kagome piped in. She was now wearing her raven hair down. She had on a dark green tank top and some old faded jeans. She was wearing some brand new black running shoes.

"I can't, not today. I'm having a home cooked dinner with the big guy." She said using the nickname she used when refering to her grandfather. He was a jolly old man who had raised Ayame sinse her parents died in a car crash when she was 3. He had been very sick latly so she had been spending as much time as possible with him, in case something happened. Her friends understood. They came over all the time, he was like a second father to them. It would be hard for them to take if anything ever did happen to him.

With a small smile the two girls nodded and said goodbye, leaving Ayame alone. She quickly got dressed into a green tee that had a picture of an owl with large eyes on it and some boyish green-kaki capris. She took off her tennis shoes and threw them into her assigned locker and took out some old runners and some normal socks. Once finished she took out two scrunchies and put her hair up into to high pigtails. She finally took her purse out her locker and slammed it close. She walked out the back door and headed for the busy New York street to call for a taxi. She turned the corner and walked straight into some man who hadn't seen her. With an 'oomph' she fell to the ground.

The young man who had bumped into her stood above her, but she couldn't make out his face because of the mid-day sun directly above was obscuring her vision. She raised a hand to her eye and managed to catch a quick glimpse of him before the sun blinded her again. She gasped mentally. It was the guy from the 13th floor. The young man crouched down to help her up. "Are you alright?" He asked. She was able to see him now that he was at her level. He put out a hand for her to take.

"Uuuh... yeah, I'm fine." She said taking his and and getting up with little assistance.

"Hey you look familiar have we met?" He asked. Ayame went red, she hoped he wouldn't remember. "Oh yeah, your the cleaning lady from this morning." He flashed a smile at her as he remembered.

"Yeah... sorry about that, I didn't think anyone was in the room." She said looking at the ground in embarassment.

"It's alright, it's not like I was completely naked." He smiled at her. She smile back, her blush of embarament going away. "I'm Kouga by the way. Kouga Ookami." He extended a hand, this time for her to shake.

"Ayame Porter," She said shaking his hand. "And, by Ookami, you don't mean as in Ookami Inc. do you? I mean, I know it's based on the owners last name and its not a very common name as far as I know. I mean you look far too younge to be the owner of a multi-billion dollar buisness."

"Meh, it's my was me grandpa's company and he passed it down to my dad and he'll pass it down to me and so on and so forth." Kouga said cooly. "May I ask what a young lady such as yourself is doing working in a hotel?"

"It's personal," She said looking away from him.

"Oh come on, you can tell me, after all I just told you my life story." He said giving her a playful nudge.

"Look, it's not that I don't want to tell you its just a little hard for me to open up about something so personal to me when I only just met you like two seconds ago... on a street corner." She said giving him a critical look.

"Alright then, how about I take you out for dinner then." Kouga said with a coy smile planted on his lips

"Tonight?" Ayame asked, a little surprised that she was getting a dinner invite from a very good looking young man she had only just met.

"Of course tonight," He said, his smile widening.

"I can't tonight, I'm having a family thing." She said watching his smile slowly disappear.

"Well, alright then, I guess I'll see you around." He said sounding as disappointed as he looked. He turned away and began to walk.

"WAIT!" Ayame called after him. He stopped and looked back at her. She walked up to him. "Is tomorrow ok?" She asked with a hopeful smile.

"I dunno..." He said, as if trying to be difficult. He looked into Ayames jade eyes, which seemed to just beg for him to say yes. "I guess tomorrow would be alright." He said, his smile returned.

Ayame smiled up at him. She dug into her purse and pulled out a pen and some buisness card. She wrote down her Address and her phone number on the back of the card. "Here," she said holding it out for him to take. "So you know where to pick me up."

He took the card out of her hand and looked down at it. "Thanks, I'll pick you up at 6 ok?" He said looking back up at her.

She nodded and looked down at her watch. It was almost 2pm. She had to get home now to cook diner for her and her grandfather. "Well, I have to get going. I'll see you tomorrow." She smiled and waved goodbye. She walked to the curb and called a cab. She got into the one that pulled up to her. She told the driver where to take her and her pulled away into the traffic.

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A/N: ok, I hope you all really like my new story. don't worry I won't abandon School Days, but the updates on it may be less frequent. anywhoo I really don't know what else to say here so I'll just say R&R please!