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OF ROAD TRIPS AND ROMANCE NOVELS

CHAPTER 7: Of Distractions and Women


How could she not realize she's being hit on?

Katsuo watched his assistant with interest as he tapped his pen to his chin. He watched her small frame shift nervously back and forth trying to break free of her captor.

I know she's not intimidated by him… She's not intimidated by my unfriendly self so I know she's not intimidated by that moron… I'm sure she is just impatient to get back to work…

It was the same every day it seemed. He would come in and a coffee would be already sitting on his desk, freshly poured, with just the right amount of cream, sugar, and something else. Drinking his coffee he would go about his daily work: check the stocks; run predictions for the coming week; work on financial reports; and all the other daily monotony that was his life.

The only thing that was breaking up his monotonous life was his new favorite pastime.

He would watch her out of the corner of his eye fluttering around the office. The way she floated around the room was like a well-choreographed dance. She would start with the mail, carefully laying it on the desk out of his way but was easily within arm's reach. She would make her way over to her desk that sat perpendicular to his and begin returning the phone calls that were missed from the afternoon before. Her voiced soothed him in a way nothing else ever had. He often caught himself zoning out getting caught up in her pure sound of her voice.

Maybe I should have her desk moved to empty office next door…

He could easily call it a promotion giving her her own office and all, but he knew he wouldn't, even if it did mean he would get more work done. Her presents had woven into his life and for once he did not mind the intrusion.

Pulled away from his thoughts by the warm soothing steam from a fresh cup of coffee being placed on his desk, he gave her a gentle rare smile and turned back to his work. Then, like clockwork, she sauntered out of the office to make copies.

Finally I can get something done…

While her presents was soothing, it was also put him on edge.

Distracting woman…


At The Hospital


"HARUHI! COME SIT BY DADDY!"

Why is he in my room?…

Mori rolled over and tried to protect his ears from Tamaki's high voice. He honestly did not care who or what was in his room at the moment, he just wanted it to shut up. His head hurt.

"Sempi hush you're going to wake him up!"

Haruhi?... Why was she in my room?…"

He felt something soft cover his head, effectively blocking out both the light and some of the noise.

"Tamaki... Hikaru... Karou... OUT!" Kyoya's soft but stern voice left no room for debate and the three slunk out of room.

So it was the twins making that hyena sound…

"Honey, I baked you a cake since you were here all night." Haruhi, keeping her voice barely above a whisper, said as she removed the pillow she had placed over her sempi's head to try and reduce the horrendous amount of noise produced by Tamaki and the twins. Placing the pillow on the large chair that sat by the bed. She dimmed the lights effectively darkening the room.

I know how headaches are… I can only imagine how bad his is…

She looked down at Mori's calm face. His hair was all askew and she felt the need to fix it. Her humble fixing turned into gentle stroking as she ran her fingers in his soft locks, careful to avoid the large white peace of gauze covering the back and right side of his head.

He looks so peaceful… He's even more handsome when he sleeps…

"Haruhi?" Honey, who was very much enjoying the moment, tugged on her sleeve.

She jumped and shook her head, trying to erase her previous line of thinking. "Yes Honey-Sempi?"

Honey's grin widened at the light blush on her cheeks, "I'm going to go down to the cafeteria to get plates and forks for the cake, Kay?" He grinned up at her with all the innocents of a child.

"OK Honey-Sempi." After a spit second of thought she added to her statement.

"Be careful OK?"

Honey sprouted little pink flowers at her request.

How does he do that?...

"Take care of Takashi while I'm gone!" With that he scampered out of the room, Usa-Chan flying behind him.

"Um… Ok…" She knew the little blonde hadn't heard her answer. She glanced around the room and noticed that Kyoya had made his exit without her knowing, leaving her alone with Mori.

Sighing she turned back to face the bed with full intention of returning to her musings while playing with Mori's hair.

When she turned however, she came nose to nose with a very sleepy Mori.

"Why are you here Haruhi?" He had scooted up on his pillows so he could be in more of an upright position.

Startled, Haruhi stepped back, but recovered quickly.

"I'm here to see you Mori-Sempi."

She walked around the bed and settled into the chair and curled her legs under her.

After a rather awkward silence, Mori remembered he had something of hers to return.

"Hey, Haruhi?"

"Yes Mori-Sempi?" She turned to face him; her cheeks still a dusty pink. She knew how Mori could get when he was sleepy, but she put up a brave front and smiled calmly.

How bad can he be?... He does have a head injury… It can't be all that bad…

As these thoughts ran threw her mind, much different thoughts ran threw his.

God she's beautiful… I wonder how the twins got her in that dress… The blue looks nice on her…

"Mori-Sempi… Mori-Sempi…" He seemed to have frozen up. Staring in her direction she waved her hand in front of his face and called his name.

Maybe the twins were on to something with that robot theory… I wonder if I need a hammer…

She shook her head leaned closer to him. She began to yell louder then she had deemed appropriate earlier.

"Mori-Sempi… Mori-Sempi..."

Haruhi was getting nervous. First he had called her like he wanted to ask something then spaced out. Debating whether to get a nurse she continued to call his name.

"Mori-Sempi… Mori…"

She was almost frantic now.

"… TAKASHI…"

She had reflexively called his name and shook him.

"Haruhi?"

He blinked and looked up at where she stood over. Worry etched her features as she laid a shaky hand to his forehead before letting it trail over his cheek.

What happened?... Why is she so worried?... Did I do something?…

Not knowing what to say to ease her fears, he told her the last thing he could remember before zoning out.

"I was thinking about how beautiful you were…"

If he had wanted to ease her fears, he had succeeded. All worry was erased from her face and in its place was embarrassment. He didn't think he had ever seen her so blush so harshly. The idea made him grin.

She removed her hand from his face, suddenly finding the touch of his skin would burn her. She stepped back tried to get her bearings.

He's tired… That's all… He's flirtatious when he's tired…

She hung on to the first coherent thought she could grab.

"You were going to ask me something?"

He went to scratch the back of his head from his own slight embarrassment.

"I have something of yours I need to return."

"Oh… What is it?" Her voice shook. She needed to get out of the room; she could not breathe in here so close to him.

"They're in that bag over there." He lazily pointed to a large black bag by the sink, as he snuggled back down into his bed.

Haruhi unzipped the bag and riffled threw it. "Mori-Sempi… What am I looking for exactly?" Glancing over her shoulder she had to smile at the peacefully sleeping man. She walked over and picked up his hand that grazed the floor. After placing his arm back on the bed, she pulled the covers over him. She readjusted his pillow and looked down at him.

He really is handsome when he sleeps…

She leaned over and softly, so not to wake him, kissed him gently on the forehead.

Maybe I do have some… Feeling…

What kind of "feelings" she did not know, but she did realize something was there. She went back over to the duffle bag that had fallen from the counter and dumped its contents onto the floor. She leaned down to pick up the clothes that littered the floor.

She stood to put a pair of boxers back in the bag when something strangely familiar caught her eye. Her eyes bulged and the boxers fell to the floor. Her hand came up to her mouth and she turned the most vivid shade of red ever imaginable.

How?… But… No… There is no way…


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