14AmyChan: First up is Masako~!

Masako: watch as I brew the perfect cup of tea!

Mai: again: so glad Amy-chan does not own Ghost hunt…

"It's all in the stirring, you see, Mai?" Masako asked, her mocking tone obvious. Mai struggled not to roll her eyes as the doll-like girl stirred the tea gently, adding a few tiny drops of milk into the tea. The brunette raised an eyebrow, but did not otherwise comment.

"It's for his refined taste, something I believe you lack," the first tea-maker said as she finally removed the tea bag and handed the delicate china cup to the messenger. Her kimono-hidden face could not mask the smug smile she wore, and Mai made sure she did not drop the cup. This girl was going to loose, fair and square.

"And don't say anything to tip him off," Yasu whispered as he and the rest of the boys silently cheered Mai into her boss' cave—I mean, office. The brunette took a deep breath and said a quick prayer to life that she would not get killed or fired for this before knocking.

"Enter," Naru's voice was heard clearly from behind the door. Mai did so and did her best to act casual. She smiled as she placed Masako's tea in front of Naru and pushed it away from her to him. It was all she could do from "accidentally" spilling it.

Without one look at his assistant, the man at work reached instinctively for his drink. He held it in his hand for a moment while typing with his other hand, as if just to mock the poor girl.

Just drink it already and tell me what you think… Mai silently pleaded with whomever was listening. Be it a god, a demi-god, or a bored author, she had no care, just so long as he drank it!

Finally, after a few moments, Naru lifted the cup to his lips and took a small sip. Almost immediately, he jerked the liquid away from his mouth and sent and ice-cold glare Mai's way.

"What is this?" Naru asked quite calmly. Mai's palms began to sweat. Maybe this really wasn't a good idea…

"It-it's tea, Naru," Mai did her best to sound as if she wanted him to like it, but from the glare on his face, she could tell it was an lost cause instantly. He set the cup down and moved it towards his assistant before returning to his computer.

"Make it again," he stated. Inwardly, Mai was unsure whether to be terrified for having incurred Naru's wrath via his tea, or delighted that Masako had made a tea that he so obviously did not like. Then she remembered it was supposed to have been her tea, so she acted thus.

"What?!" she exclaimed, even hurting her own eardrums. The narcissist, however, did not falter. His even gaze was fixed upon his monitor and his fingers flying across the keyboard.

"Make it again. Did I stutter, Mai?" Naru asked coolly. Mai fought to keep her heart rate down, and did the best thing she thought to do in this situation. She grabbed the tea and marched out of the room, slamming it for good measure.

Still, Naru heard the good-natured humming on the other side of his door. His gaze broke from the screen to glance at where Mai had just left. He then shook his head and returned to his work.

"That girl has too much free time on her hands…"

…/…/…/

Mai practically skipped into the room with the teacup in hand, and that was all the answer Masako needed. Rather than accept her defeat, she turned her back on Mai, anger and embarrassment evident across her face.

"He told me to 'make it again'," Mai said as she set the teacup down, quoting the air as needed. She was pleasantly surprised to see that Masako had cleaned the dishes she had used in making her one cup of tea.

"And he didn't even drink all that much," John observed, somehow having gotten up, walked over to the kitchen counter, grabbed the tea cup, and sat back down at his place on the couch.

"No way!" Masako exclaimed, horrified. She was about to hang her head in defeat when John himself took a sip and shrugged.

"I don't understand why he didn't like it," John stated aloud before continuing to drink from the disregarded cup of tea. "It tastes nice."

"O-oh, I see…" Masako's porcelain face played host to a slight blush for a while. She calmly walked over to the man who was drinking her tea and began a quiet conversation with him.

"Looks like it's my turn," Ayako smiled as she pulled out the dishes previously used by the spirit medium. "I'm going to make a tea that tastes better than anything he's ever tasted!"

14AmyChan: too bad, Masako, looks like Naru doesn't care for milk.

Masako: *turns away angrily*

14AmyChan: please read and review~! *^_^*