I`m experimenting!

Nobody shall defy any of her demands that day. Everyone was aware of that.

Nobody shall give her additional headaches more than what she obviously had as of the moment. Everyone knows that.

But above all, nobody shall talk to her unless you've set up an initial appointment with her secretary. Everyone understands that.

All heads shot up in heightened alert the moment Leanne marched along the premise of their department. Judging from how she looked, she seemed to have pulled out an all night vigil for whatever damn reason there is.

She waved a hand to her secretary, which the latter automatically recognized as a signal to let him follow his boss in her office. When the two of them were inside, Leanne took the initiative to lock the door and lower down the curtain drapes. They're not having any conspiracy or secret meeting of some sort in here, mind you. She just got annoyed with the frightened look of the people who were not at all minding their own businesses outside.

"Give me updates on the investigation." she demanded in her usual flat-toned voice, as she settled down behind her desk.

Her secretary cleared his throat and pulled out some print outs containing the recent updates on a homicide case they've been following the trail on.

"We received a vital piece of information that the suspect could have been in Nagoya for a week now. The police already sent in a dispatch team to corner him before his scheduled flight to London this evening." Yanagi reported.

"Who did you send to cover the operations?"

"Fuji."

Leanne's deep frown upon the mention of the blue-eyed boy's name didn't pass unnoticed by Yanagi. Words are not needed for him to understand the gravity of the situation. Leanne was definitely in the worst of moods, and Fuji was definitely one of the causes, if ever there is more than one.

"If you have someone else in mind, I can still pull off the task." Yanagi offered, hoping to see the clearer picture of what's going on.

"No. I'll call him from here."

Leanne then dialed Fuji's desk extension. His familiar voice came in after the second ring.

"I'd like to make sure Yanagi has briefed you with the details regarding this case. I don't want any loopholes on the reports we'll be printing. Be sure to check on the solid background on his escape, and update me every now and then for-"

"It's not like this is the first time that I covered a homicide case, Leanne." Fuji interjected. "It seems like you're forgetting that point."

Leanned gripped the phone on her hand as she felt a nerve snapped somewhere in her brain.

"Excuse me?"

"This is my job. I just want to remind you about that." Fuji replied.

"..and just so you know, I don't forget things very often."

"Yes you do. You're angry because of what you saw yesterday, and you're venting it on me now. I can see through it Leanne. You hate me for what I did."

The news editor slammed a hand on her desk and clinched her fist.

"How dare you say that to me." she said. Yanagi who was then still in the room looked at her direction immediately surprised with Leanne's words.

"If you're that uncomfortable working for me, you can go ahead and transfer me to other sections. You're the boss. Your words, our work."

Leanne shut her eyes deep and breathed heavily. This is war.

"I didn't ask for you. You were assigned to me." she said between gritted teeth. "And believe me Fuji, if I have enough men as talented as you are working for me, I already gave you up a long time ago."

Leanne expected another rebuttal from the other guy, but the beeping sound on the other line indicated that Fuji no longer had any intention to prolong their heated argument. She slammed the phone down and looked at her secretary.

"Send Senggoku on site. I want him going through a different angle on the story."

"But Fuji got it all covered Leanne. I made sure he knows-"

She threw a stabbing glare at Yanagi.

"R-right away ma'am.." Yanagi said as he hurried out to do what the editor-in-chief asked.

Leanne crossed her arms in front of her and looked at the outside view of the city from the glass window of her office. She tried her best to act natural towards Fuji. But she thought it all failed when she realized the weight of the entire situation. Fuji was hurting Tezuka, and she hated it. If she knew this would happen, she shouldn't have shown much support on their relationship in the first place.

"Kunimitsu Tezuka…I thought I made it all clear when I said I need the manuscript today." Yukimura Seiichi, his editor said in an annoyed tone.

The novelist didn't care to look up at him and continued typing in entries on his novel, which was supposedly done by now.

"I can't believe this is happening. You promised you'll do it right this time and yet you're still halfway in finishing everything. What do you expect me to tell our boss, for heaven's sake!"

Still no response.

"Tezuka look, I don't want to be rude, but you're making things-"

Yukimura's words were cut off, when a strong hand grabbed his arm and pulled him closer to a kiss, which was no more less than intense. He struggled to free himself, but it only became more impossible when Tezuka stood up and pushed him on the edge of his desk.

"What the hell-..are..-wait-"

Tezuka pulled away for a second or two and Yukimura took the chance to land a strong slap on the other's cheek. Yukimura was panting, eyes wide open as he processed the thing that had just happened to the two of them. Tezuka seemed to have regained his rationality and looked away, an air of apology present on his face.

"I….I will let this pass….just…finish your work off." Yukimura said before hurrying away and slamming the door hard behind him.

He leaned his back against the cold, hard door and heaved a sigh. The surprise he felt from the recent encounter still hadn't ebb, and the uneven beating of his heart as he recalled Tezuka's lips against his was entirely suffocating. He swallowed hard and slowly brought his hand to his lips.

Yukimura knew that Tezuka was going out with someone, and a guy to top it all off. When he learned about it, he felt hopeful that the novelist wasn't really averse to that kind of relationship, but was equally disappointed when he saw how happy Tezuka was together with his lover, whom he later knew as the Syusuke Fuji from the top print outlet on the country.

What happened now only added a dangerous twist on Yukimura's dilemma.

He has long been in love with Tezuka. This is the very reason why he insisted on staying as his editor despite the numerous offers he had to work abroad, which offered more promising spots on his field. And though he might have considered giving up his current job when he learned about Tezuka's engagement with Fuji, he still couldn't let himself stay away from him for so long.

And now this happened.

Anyone who was kissed by someone whom they harbor special feelings for will naturally feel the same way like he did; disoriented and lost. The only difference might only be the degree of how disoriented a person can be. Right now, Yukimura knew he was at the peak of disorientation.

He closed his eyes and fought the blush that was creeping on his face. He shouldn't let himself hope for more. That was just an accident. Tezuka might just be having some problems with his relationship with Fuji, and he just needed some diversion. Right..what happened was nothing. He shouldn't think about it so much.

Yet when he opened his eyes, the thought of him and Tezuka living a happy life together was all he could think of. Yukimura silently cursed. He really should condemn himself for even considering the idea.

Author`s Note:

Yukimura on the scene!

Shiraishi + Fuji = jealousy

Yukimura + Tezuka = disaster (this...I can assure...*evil grin*)

Good luck readers!