For Kyia. I hope it's okay...I doubt that I'd have ever written Lin/Mai if you hadn't asked me to. This is YOUR fault! Hehehe...; I think I'm developing a new theme idea, though. Naru walking in on Lin while he's making out (or more) with all of the other characters. Would anyone find that as entertaining as I do?

FANfiction is made by...Uchiha! Wait, what?

"It's not fair!" Mai Taniyama slammed open the door to the office, obviously not in her usual chipper mood.

Koujou Lin looked up from his computer screen, taking in his co-worker's red face and ruffled hair. Mai was eighteen and quite pretty in a girl-next-door sort of way. Even looking disgruntled as she did, Mai still made him smile. He wasn't quite sure what it was about her, but the longer he worked with her, the more natural it felt to take breaks just to talk about silly little things they'd done that day.

"Mai, is something wrong?" Lin eyed his red-faced friend almost warily.

And really, it had to be something big to get Mai this red in the face. He hadn't seen her this upset since she'd gotten over her crush on their boss Naru. Of course, that didn't mean that she and Naru had stopped fighting all the time. Mai just didn't let herself get quite as upset anymore. Well, she hadn't until today.

Instead of going to her desk, Mai stomped in his open door and flopped down into his visitor's chair. She then leaned her head back and banged it not-so-gently against the wall. Lin smothered his smile as best he could, but it was hard when the young woman was being so…silly.

"Mai?"

There was one more thunk, followed by a tense silence.

"Lin, am I ugly?" Mai stared at the ceiling with her head still on the wall. Lin, blinking, almost found himself checking to see what she was staring at.

"Of course not, Mai! That's ridiculous, you know that!" It was only after he'd finished speaking that Lin realized that he'd been a little too emphatic. His eyes shot to Mai, but the woman hadn't noticed.

"Is there something else wrong with me then?" Mai didn't give Lin a chance to answer and perhaps embarrass himself. "Because I really want to know why it is that ghosts target me! Really!"

Lin blinked. What did Mai's looks have to do with ghosts? He cautiously stood and leaned against his desk, showing Mai that she had his full attention (in case she hadn't noticed that either.) The girl gave him no acknowledgement as she warmed up to her rant.

"I mean, the regular attacks I can deal with, even when I know that Naru's going to rub them in my face later. And I can deal with the fact that I'm obviously undesirable to guys. It's not like that's news! But now, this--this is just too much!" Lin gulped as Mai's eyes shot to his. Her stare was fierce and almost accusing, though he still had no idea what she was talking about.

"What happened?" It was really a lucky thing that his face was naturally stoic. Lin didn't think he could have kept his emotions off his face if he'd had to think about it. Actually, most of his thought processes were working on a more immediate problem: figuring out what those emotions were. Because as upset as he was about Mai being so frazzled, he had to admit--to himself, at least--that a part of him was more than a little bit excited and happy, too.

For some strange reason, the fact that she'd chosen him, out of anyone, to go to when she was upset pleased him. And, even stranger, it was seeing her so frazzled that made Lin realize just what that funny tingling that he'd been getting when around the part-timer--as in, every day for the past few months--was. Attraction. He, the stoic Chinese man with a lingering prejudice against the Japanese, was attracted to--and genuinely liked--the perky, still-barely-teenaged, Japanese woman.

He was broken out of his dazed contemplation by the icy cold tone of the woman he'd just admitted--to himself--that he liked in a more-than-friendly way.

"Masako, while possessed, just stole my first kiss."

Lin, still not fully out of his daze, could only return his friend's stare. His mind was too busy trying to keep down the blush that struggled to rise when Mai's mouth had formed the word 'kiss.' So much for his idea that his face was naturally blank.

Now, all he had to do was figure out how to answer the young woman who currently had him trapped in her eyes. Why was she looking at him like she expected him to do something about it? It wasn't like he could go back in time and--oh!

Slowly, Lin let a smirk take over his face, thankful that it seemed to be back to normal. He stood, looming over the tiny part-timer. She, however, didn't look worried as Lin bent slightly to pull her gently up by her hands.

"I imagine it must have been awful, having your first kiss stolen." Lin pulled and pushed her until she was leaning up against his desk. He briefly let go of her hands, only to place lift her so that she was perched on the edge of his desk. Luckily, he kept it much clearer than Naru's and Mai's desks.

"Did you have someone you wanted to give it to?" Still speaking casually, the older man placed his hands on either side of her thighs, moving in closer as he did so. Now she had to spread her legs a bit in order for the Chinese man to stay that close.

"M-maybe." Mai stared into his eyes.

"Hm, just maybe? Well, either way, we can't let your memory of your first kiss be something like that, can we?" Mai's answer was a small, indecipherable sound, as she watched, brown eyes glazed, his face getting closer and closer. He hesitated, warm lips hovering right above her mouth, and Mai made the sound again.

Finally, his mouth brushed hers, and the tingle that Lin had been feeling suddenly burst into what felt like a fireworks display, a cliché he'd never been able to understand until now. But still, he held on tightly to his control, and brushed his lips against hers once more. Mai's eyes drifted shut as he continued his soft kisses, each one lasting one second longer, and longer and…

This time, when his mouth met hers, it was a firm pressure. Still soft, but definitely a full-on kiss. Mai's hands, which had been at her side, seemed to have minds of their own, as she found them to be suddenly gripping his neat white shirt. Lin was practically on top of her by now, one knee on the chair she'd abandoned, with his hands braced against the desk by her head.

Tilting his head, Lin licked his--and thus, Mai's--lips. She'd openly admitted to having never been kissed before today, so he was a bit surprised when she opened her mouth immediately. Still, he took the invitation, probing into her mouth with his tongue.

Tea, of course she'd taste like tea. How many cups did they drink a day? Lin's mind, used to being in control, did its very best to interrupt the cheerful takeover of his body. However, he found that he cared much less about the reasons Mai might taste like tea, and more about the taste itself.

By this time, she was actively involved, doing her very best to keep from being completely dominated. She was always most stubborn when the challenge was tacit. Lin tugged on her lip with his teeth and Mai gasped, finally remembering that she was supposed to breath.

"Lin!" Her voice was thin as Lin trailed one hand down her body before slipping it under the edge of her shirt. He answered her with a low growl, as he tasted her neck, sucking hard enough to leave a small bruise.

"Un!"

He really was falling in love with the little sounds she kept making, and since his mind seemed to want to get in on the action too, he set it to work cataloguing every noise she made, and what caused her to make them. It would come in handy in the future.

Evidently, though, keeping his mind busy on that task was not the best thing he could have done. He could have, for example, assigned it to remind him that they were in his office with the door wide open, or, perhaps he could have asked it to warn him when it heard Naru coming.

As it was, his mind was otherwise occupied, and thus, Naru walked in on something he'd rather not have. The young man stared at their shocked faces for only a moment before turning around and walking right back out of Lin's office. Mai was surprised, but not as embarrassed as Lin would have expected.

That changed, however, with Naru's words once he was safely out of eyesight.

"Next time, close the door. I really don't want to see what Mai's underwear look like."