A/N: Since doing the 'Bewitching Smile' this couple kind of stuck with me, and I'm also thinking of working on the 5 Elements of Nature for some of my fav couples but so far my brain a bit slow on churning out things. Plus, feel bad when there are people reading my old stories and fav-ing them and I neglected to come up with new ones or updating un-finished ones... -bows- gomen-nasai~ Y_Y

ii Tramp

I can't remember the last time I slept so well, and I was reading an interesting book when I dozed off. Since last year, I've been working as a receptionist at the escorting office, it is where young women goes when they wanted to sale their love for money to pay the bills and putting foods on the table. I worked there, though not once did anyone wanted to buy my love and I do not blame them for not wanting. I may be a girl, but I looked nothing like one much less acting like one. The only reason that I was able to work there was because a former classmate of mine happened to run the place for her tranny Uncle.

"Oh my, you're finally awake did you enjoy your nap?" Ms. Fujino asked standing there in her lilac bathrobe revealing quite a bit of her cleavage to my eyes.

It's amazing because I've never seen anyone with such breast size, then again I've never really pay much attention to even notice such a thing. I wonder why? The subtle flesh, the wet hair, and her luscious pink lips, I wonder why I took notice of all of these things when it comes to her. Could it be that it is part of my role as her boyfriend to take notice of such things? If this is how men think when they're looking at a woman, then I refuse to ever date such creature.

"My, are you feeling well?" she asked when I did not answer her first question.

"Oh, I was just thinking of how beautiful you are and how much more you will be tonight," I said looking up at her.

"Goodness, aren't you a smooth talker?" she said with that elegant smile of hers.

"Oh no I'm just being a gentleman," I replied with earnest as I got up and headed to the bathroom to wash up.

When I came out, she's still in her bathrobe drinking tea, and silently she pointed to the suit that lay neatly on the bed to me. There was no need for words for me to understand that she wanted me to change, and so I grabbed the suit and headed back to the bathroom. Of course, we're dating but it doesn't mean that I should be changing in front of her, no Englishman would be doing such a vulgar thing especially to the girl that he's in love with. I do not remember the last time I dressed like this, ironed white shirt, black slacks, vest, and tie, and though it may have been a long while my body remembered without a problem that I didn't need to look at the mirror whatsoever.

"You sure knows how to make a girl wait," she said looking at me as I came out still haven't change out of her clothes yet.

"My apology, shall I help you get dress in return?" I said with a smile holding out my hand to her.

She just smiled at me that elegant smile, and before I knew it I was actually helping her putting on her evening gown. It was silky to the touch, elegant and lovely and her skin are as soft as they looked. Without a doubt, she really is a true beauty and so I'm suddenly hit with wonderment as to why someone like her needed a fake boyfriend. But what does it matter when I'm being paid to play the role, she's a wealthy person and if she did not want to discuss about it then it is not my place to ask such a thing. I even helped brushing her hair while she put on her makeup, and suddenly we looked like a married couple when I looked up at the mirror in front of us that I froze.

"What's wrong? You're looking rather pale," her voice pulled me out of my stupor and in front of me she stood.

"It's nothing," I said smiling at her and she didn't push any further.

As dusk arrive, we are ready to head out for the night, attending the black tie event in the heart of Tokyo. Of course, I do not drive and we're riding in the limo sent by her parents as they left early. The ride were mostly in silent, but we've discussed on a few things and she suggested that we need to act a little more intimate than before. Again, I have to remind myself that she's the paying customer and whatever the customer wants the customer will get, however, there is a limit to the contract and that limitation is that any form sexual relation between the customer and employee would result in heavy consequences to both parties. Though the company is small, they make sure that their employees are taken care of the respected by the customers. Otherwise they could seriously make life difficult for both the employee and the customer should either of the parties breach the contract, and I have no intention on not performing my duty since that will not reflect well on the company and no one in the company would want to do that.

Playing the gentleman, I took her hand and walked with her into the fancy place, and there we met many wealthy people of all ages though most of them are old. We put on a smile, being polite to them and even entertaining them . We kept our hands linked together, and there are plenty of men coming up wanted to flirt with her. This is very obvious when I decided to get her a drink, because when I come back she was literally surrounded by men both young and old. She looked rather comfortable fending them off, but it is quite easy to tell that she's relieved as I stepped up to her with a glass of wine in my hand. Like a gentleman, I leaned in and gave her a quick kiss on the lips before handing her the drink, and that seemed to do the trick and the men quickly excused themselves.

"Why don't you have a drink?" she asked me after taking a sip of the red wine that I've fetched for her.

"I'm underage," I whispered into her ear and she just giggled lightly.

"Oh my, I've forgotten that you do not drink alcohol," she said a bit loudly and I could only smile at her while nodding my head.

We continued our mingle for a little bit longer, and then we quietly excused ourselves from the party and headed back home. Though instead of going back to her parents' place, we headed back to her place instead. Once we're back, she told me that she needed to take a shower, I let her does that as I rummaged around the fridge and made us something light before bed. Since living in Japan, I was forced into learning how to cook and clean, after all living alone will make anyone learn the basics in order to survive. Since I haven't really had anything since lunch, I decided against something heavy and go with a salad instead. Luckily, there were pasta so I decided to make a pasta salad though I'm not sure if she would be okay with it or not but it's worth a shot.

We enjoyed the quiet evening meal, and after a week of being with her our contract ended as she's leaving to return to America. My life is back to normal once more working as the receptionist instead of someone's date, things become rather normal as I did my work each day and making sure that the customers are matched with the right escort. Sometimes I would think about her, and about how eerie it was that the memory of me combing her hair reminded me so much of my parents. I do not know why, but I do not wanted to be like my parents and that caused me to froze.

"Are you sure you don't want to go back home?" Yukino asked me over lunch and I says nothing but shook my head instead.

"You know you can always stay at my place right? My parents always traveling, it's kind of lonely coming home to an empty house." Yukino continued.

"I rather not be the third wheel," I replied and she coughed.

"H-hey…" she tried to calm her coughing.

"What?" I played the innocent card. "I know you and Haruka are dating, though she would not admit it. You guys were childhood friends after all," I added with a shrug.

"You're my friend too," she said trying to sound assertive for some reason.