Starstrukk
Chapter 7 – Tsubasa's Turn To Be Nosey~
"Did you really have the headache?"~
"No, I just said it so I could go home. Don't accept any pain killers from her either, they make you sleep."~
Tsubasa smiled at the text reply and sighed heavily. Typical Ryuga right there – He thought to himself and walked into the Charity building. But within seconds of standing in the entrance, the Eagle beyblader transformed into his ex-spy alter ego and began to scan around the scenery to observe everything in fine detail.
Nothing looked out the ordinary just yet, but even Tsubasa decided to take a long stroll around the environment to curiously wonder what Ryuga was warning him about. Even he thought about playing the same card as the white haired beyblader did – 'I got lost.'
Yet after wondering down a few corridors and stepping in and out of elevators, the nosey tanned male finally came across something that was gold dust to his ears. Within the meeting room, there were a group of men talking about something serious.
"I am Mr Tategami's attorney and I am here to declare that my client felt forced to sign this contract that Miss JoJo Griffin has proposed to him…" The male voice was interrupted by another.
"Miss Griffin didn't hold a gun up to the man." He laughed and then added. "Kyoya signed this on his own behalf, so bin your evidence and get out of here."
That must be her attorney – Tsubasa registered and scanned around the scenery to make sure it was empty before leaning his ear against the door. "Keep talking." He whispered to himself and swallowed hard.
"My evidence is worthy enough to shut your clients business down." Kyoya's lawyer growled and threw some papers down onto the desk, of Melody refusing to let the male leave off the Charity business's premises. "You are not objectifying my client for the sake of your profit."
"Our profit? Good sir, all the money goes to charity, so don't take my client to be a greedy lady because she isn't." Her lawyer then stood up from his desk and picked up the photgraphs. Once he acknowledged them, the man laughed again. "A little tomboy harassing him? Is this a joke sir? Is this the only piece of evidence you have? Because that could have been a fan of his."
"You sly f…"
"Ah ah ah."
"There you are!" A familiar figure ran towards him with a sense of relief running through her toned figure. "Where are you going Tsubasa? The photography room is the opposite of the building."
Standing there with the pale expression overriding his tanned face, the beyblader froze on the spot and bit down on his lower lip. He did nothing for this moment in time as the spy couldn't help but feel like he'd just failed his mission.
"Come on, let me take you there." JoJo spoke with a warm hint to her voice as she approached the male from behind. She then laughed at his facial reaction and added, "You look like a cute lost puppy wondering around here Tsubasa."
A faint blush appeared over the rich males cheeks. "Thank you I guess?" He replied in the same friendly tone – trying to keep his cool. Yet once he shook his head remind himself as to why he was wondering around, the intelligent male scanned his eyes up and down the blonde's figure to look for any clues.
She was wearing casual clothing instead of her usual office clothing - A white silk shirt that was tucked inside her caramel coloured skirt and a pair of matching caramel coloured heels on her feet; a similar style to the American beauty, Marilyn Monroe. Also in her left hand, she had a large suitcase that looked like it could pop open due to how full it was.
"Going somewhere nice?" Tsubasa questioned and felt the hairs on the back of his neck stand when JoJo placed her hand onto his back to hurry him to the photography room. "I heard Gibraltar is nice this time of year…"
"Is it now? I wish I had the time to go." The CEO interrupted trying to keep everything short and sweet. "But I'm only heading to New York for a meeting; it's about the distribution of the calendar and such."
She's clearly in a rush – Tsubasa concluded and nodded in approval to the answer she gave him. "Are you going alone to New York?" He asked, really trying to dig deep into this situation.
They then stepped into the elevator and it was empty. JoJo then pressed the button to the top floor and sighed in relief as the doors closed. "I am going alone, but I don't mind it as long as the job gets done." She finally answered and kept her chestnut brown eyes focused on the floor numbers above her head.
The Eagle beyblader then decided to make the most of this time he had alone with her. "You know, I will be happy to come with you to make sure…" He was once again cut short by the secrecy JoJo was obviously hiding.
"That's not necessary Tsubasa, especially as you will want to rest after your shoot."
Oh she's good! – He laughed and decided to change tactic. "I just thought I'd offer because it would be very ungentlemanly like of me not too. New York is a big place JoJo." Tsubasa innocently played.
A smile then appeared on the young lady's peached lips and she lowered her eyes from the ceiling down to the model. "That's very sweet of you Tsubasa, but I can look after myself." She paused as the elevator finally came to a stop at her office floor.
"You know, if I could jar the sound your voice – I'd keep it on my desk." JoJo winked and slowly pushed the male out the elevator with her hand that was on his back. "I shall see you when I return to Japan, until then, enjoy your shoot Tsubasa."
A/N: I hope you all had a cheeky giggle like I did when writing this chapter xD The attorneys were so funny, especially Kyoya's who almost swore *gasps*. How unprofessional. Anyways, thank you so much everyone for your support and I look forward to reading your opinions :D. Little A Granger.
P.S: Striker86 – There will be no Masamune in this story :L I'm sorry. I may write a sequel and add him in then :D.
