Chapter 6
Disclaimer- It's not mine, don't sue I don't have any money to give!
Author's Notes:
I'm really sorry for taking soooo long with each chapter but sometimes or a lot of the time I get tapped for insperation
I wanna thank all my reviewers for actually reading my little story!!!! SO KEEP REVIEWING and I'll keep writing!
Now to chapter six!
Oh P.S the good morning starshine song isn't mine I kinda forget who sang so whoever you may be don't hurt me for borrowing it ~*~*~
A welcome aroma twitched under Misao's nose coaxing her out of her slumber, she stretched like a cat beneath her covers and opened a lazy sleep encrusted eye to the red numbers across from her then her other eye shot open. " SHIT!" With lightening reflexes Misao tore off her covers and hopped to her feet dashing around in a strange dance of panic, her vocabulary was still limited to a rather colourful arrangement of swears. Then after regaining a sense of herself Misao decided that it would be helpful to cry out for assistance. She stopped in the middle of her room and then let out her wail "KAI!!!!!!!!!!" And almost on cue Misao's hero popped her head in on the chaotic scene, "Good Morning Starshine." She sang, "KAI JUST DON'T STAND THERE HELP ME GET READY!!!!" Ignoring the desperate girl Kai just went on with the song, " The world says hello-, you twinkle above us we twinkle bellow." " KAI QUIT SINGING AND HELP ME GET READY I SWEAR SOMETIMES YOUR SOOO USELES- " Misao soon bit her tongue as Kai stepped through the shoji bearing a tray loaded with an assortment of breakfast goodies including the necessary elixir of life- Coffee and in her hands supporting the bottom of the tray was a clothing bag and a trendy carrying case. At seeing this Misao's eyes went big with tears and her lip started to quiver. " KAI YOU'RE WONDERFUL!" Kai just smiled and said, " Ya I know! But praise me later, we have work to do!!!!"
~*~*~ Aoshi stepped out of the elevator and adjusted his silk tie, the room was buzzing with people as he strode towards his swank office. Aoshi couldn't help but notice the lecherous glares he got as he walked by "Himura's Hopefuls" a.k.a applying secretaries. All of them sat outside Kenshin's office with their low cut blouses and amazing short skirts. Then the door opened and out slinked a sultry secretary followed by a rather exasperated Himura who could only manage to squeak, "Next." He looked over to Aoshi eyes pleading for help, but he would receive no sympathy, Aoshi gave a microscopic smirk and headed to his sanctuary, " Any calls Omasu?" He interrupted the gossiping between her and Seta Soujirou's secretary Okon, "No Shinomori-san" And with that the door to Aoshi's office clicked shut. As he sat down for business Aoshi felt a deep sense of dread beginning to boil in his stomach, something told him that today was not going to be a good day.
~*~*~ Today was definitely not a good day for Himura Kenshin. He sighed as he looked at the next candidate's resume, then at the woman in question. She was staring at him from across the desk with one hand propping up her chin as she leaned suggestively towards him showing off some of her more valuable assets. Today was definitely not a good day, first Seijirou Hiko a.k.a shishou, his boss and mentor began by giving him a stack of paper work that would shame Tokyo Tower, he had a killer headache from last night's outing and now he had to deal with seductresses dressed as secretaries, well not quite! He sat there awkwardly as her eyes tore into him and all he could think was 'All I want is to do is sit in the Akabeko and watch my pretty waitress serve my coffee'. Kenshin soon snapped out of his revelry and scolded himself for not paying attention to the task at hand, " Ano. Thank you for your resume." The woman leaned more forward staring deeply in his eyes and replied seductively, " Oh it was my pleasure." Kenshin gulped "Ano. yes we'll call you. Thank you for coming, Bye" The secretary stood up batted her eyelashes a few times and said " bye". When she was gone Kenshin slumped in his chair, the tension leaving his limbs in relief. But this was to be short lived. There was a sharp knocking at the door, ' GOD NO' "Yes, come in" And walking through the door was (soon to be known by him) Makimachi Misao. She was extraordinarily young and dressed rather more conservatively than the others, but she was not wearing your every day work clothes at least not for a woman. There she stood with big blue eyes and a long braid down her back, she wore no make up and had a casual, cheerful air to her. But it was her outfit that was truly interesting. She wore a pair of pinstriped black suit pants and a white blouse with the sleeves rolled up, hanging loosely around her neck was a black tie, but what really got him were the bright red converse sneakers.
~*~*~ Misao felt rather wound up as she stepped into the office of her possible employer's office, she had to wolf down her breakfast at record speed and Kai had made her wear this get up, sure Misao liked it but did Kai seriously think she would get hired in this? She has to look professional for this! But Kai merely replied to her cries that she wore it to her work all the time.
When Misao arrived to the office building she struck up a little conversation in the elevator with a guy who couldn't be a day over twenty, he was nice enough always smiling, she introduced herself and he did likewise as Seta Soujirou. He asked why she was here and she told him, he replied that he worked there too and that "Himura-san was a very friendly man". Just small chit chat.
As she stepped out of the elevator she saw a rather provocatively clad woman walk out of the office she was headed too, and overheard her mumble something to the point of "What a bishounen!". Misao quirked an eyebrow at this but continued on her way. Finally she reached the door and took a deep breath and knocked.
Now she was standing in front of a rather small man dressed in a rather chic suit, with flame red hair, vivid violet eyes and a cross scar marring his boyish face. He wasn't as cute as her Aoshi-sama though. " Your not that much of a bishounen." Misao had slapped a hand over her mouth after the words unconsciously spilled out of her mouth. Himura's head snapped back and his eyes grew wide as he squeaked "Oro?" "Uh. Well you see the last girl mumbled something about you being a bishounen and well." Himura interrupted her lame attempt at trying to cover up her slip, " Please sit down uh ." "Makimachi Misao" "Makimachi-san, now are you applying for the position of secretary?" "Oh yes I am, uh I have a resume right here." Misao pillaged through her bag and then passed a blue folder to Mr.Himura. She watched as he scanned over the contents which Misao herself had not even seen since Kai made it for her. "It's says here you worked at a restaurant in Kyoto. What did you do there?" "Uh well I was a waitress and I worked the order phones, so I know how to work phones very well." "Excellent. It also says you volunteered at the library for about three months?" " Oh yeah! I mainly organized the catalog cards and sometimes the books, but I got let go 'cause I have a habit of loud outbursts," Then Misao realized what she was saying and said," I shouldn't be telling you that should I?" Himura let out a light laugh and replied, "Probably not, but it really doesn't matter. How old are you Makimachi- san?" Misao was a bit taken aback by this question, "Ano.Eighteen, but I'm actually quite responsible." Himura soon hushed her, " Now Misao-dono, I understand that you will be starting University this fall?" "Hai" Misao did not like where this was going, she knew she wasn't going to get the job. "Misao-dono, you realize that my regular secretary has just come off maternity leave so she still has to tend to her daughter but can work odd days, not to mention she wants some vacation time. To replace her I need someone dependable, organized and professional, you understand?" " Hai" Misao really didn't like where this was going. Disappointment wasn't one of Misao favorite feelings to deal with. " And most of all I need someone who can keep an optimistic attitude." Kenshin smiled, " I'll need you to work Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Is that alright?" Misao's eyes widened at this, "You mean I have the job?" "Of course. You seem to have all the right qualifications and a bright attitude," Himura flashed a silly grin, "Besides you're the first one all day that hasn't tried hitting on me!"
~*~*~ Misao slumped down in her chair at her desk, Himura had taken her around the whole buzzing workplace introducing to her fellow secretaries; Okon and Omasu who Misao would admit she liked the instant they met but could be only defined as man obsessed gossipmongers. She bumped into Seta Soujirou again who Okon worked for, he gave her a bright smile 'He seems to smile a lot' Misao noted. Omasu described her boss as the "Ice Ogre of Hell" which Misao luckily had not had the pleasure of meeting as of yet.
After the grand tour Himura made his escape from the office, saying he was out to get coffee even though there was a freshly brewed pot in the employee lounge, but it was Misao's first day and Himura didn't look particularly perky. 'Probably has a hangover judging by those circles under his eyes'. But he hadn't left Misao task-less, oh no quite to the contrary, he had left her with the horrid mission of introducing herself to the beast as Omasu and Okon called it or known by normal people as the photocopier.
Misao dug through her side bag trying to stall for time when she came upon a small brochure. Intrigued the small weasel in question pulled it of her bag to inspect it. It turned to be a small hand made booklet entitled "KAI'S TIPS FOR OFFICE SURVIVAL" and bellow was a Polaroid oh Kai in a business suit winking and giving a thumbs up. Misao couldn't help but laugh at this, Kai loved pulling kooky stuff like this 'She has way too much time on her hands. She definitely needs a boyfriend.' She flipped to the small section on photocopiers entitled "Not Just For Copying Butts" and decided that it was time to tame beast. 'How hard could it possibly be?'
~*~*~ Shinomori Aoshi sighed as he peered at the digital clock on his wall, his office was a very cold sterile place, it had brown leather couch and to black bucket chairs in front of his desk, degrees from college hung lifelessly on his wall. The room was completely impersonal except for the one object sitting on his desk. On his glossy oak desk sat a black picture frame and in it was a picture of five muddied boys and a muddy little girl sitting on one of the boys shoulders holding a football.
He could remember that day like it had just passed. It was the middle of autumn when he, Hannya and the others had decided to play a game of football after their martial art lessons unfortunately Aoshi's constant shadow, his sensei's little daughter had caught wind of this plan and insisted on playing too. He and the others had tried to sway her off this idea but to no avail. Aoshi decided to be firm with little girl and gave her a stern "NO" which only led to heartbreaking sobs from the child. So it was that the toddler played football with these huge teenaged boys. Soon it began to rain, but little Makimachi Misao was determined to finish the game, which resulted in this picture. 'Everything was so much more simpler back then'.
Aoshi tore his eyes of the piece of nostalgia and stood up. It was time to work not time drift off into better days. He opened his door to call for his secretary but found on her lunch break, meaning she wouldn't be back for at least two hours. Normally Aoshi would not stand for this but she was a damn good secretary and it was slow in the office. He decided to take a short break. As he meandered through the office that was now quiet because everyone was out to lunch he heard some loud crashing and a string of curses coming from the direction of the photocopier room. Aoshi decided to investigate; walking undetected into the room (damn those ninja skills of his!) and came upon a very frustrated very petite female. Her back was facing him a long rope of black hair braided fell down it; she was flipping through a small pamphlet, cursing the machine in question.
" Stupid piece of crap!!!! YOUR NOT OUT OF INK I JUST RELOADED IT FOR KAMI'S SAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!" A small smirk of amusement graced Aoshi's face a he watched the battle ensuing. Something about this girl was familiar but he couldn't place a finger on what that something was. He continued to his observation, she sighed and continued her rant,
"Okay photocopier," She pushed up her sleeves," I don't like you and you don't like me, but at least cut me some slack it's my bloody first day!" 'Ahhh, so this is Himura's new summer secretary.' Aoshi let his eyes wander a bit on her feminine curves but stopped when the girl pointed her index finger up and then pushed the copy button. A little light flashed and the girl erupted. "YOU STUPID HUNK OF -" Aoshi decided to cut in before she really got ranting and make his presence known. He cleared his throat. The new secretary spun in surprise and at that moment Aoshi knew his whole normal state of life was over. Petite nose, the china white skin and those huge Sea green eyes, which widened even more after her recognition of him.
"AOSHI-SAMA?" She said in a high pitch squeak. "Misao"
TBC
Whew I worked really hard on this one! Yep next chapter I'll get into a little more K x K ! Love it, Hate it, Review it! I'll work faster this way
Till next time!
Disclaimer- It's not mine, don't sue I don't have any money to give!
Author's Notes:
I'm really sorry for taking soooo long with each chapter but sometimes or a lot of the time I get tapped for insperation
I wanna thank all my reviewers for actually reading my little story!!!! SO KEEP REVIEWING and I'll keep writing!
Now to chapter six!
Oh P.S the good morning starshine song isn't mine I kinda forget who sang so whoever you may be don't hurt me for borrowing it ~*~*~
A welcome aroma twitched under Misao's nose coaxing her out of her slumber, she stretched like a cat beneath her covers and opened a lazy sleep encrusted eye to the red numbers across from her then her other eye shot open. " SHIT!" With lightening reflexes Misao tore off her covers and hopped to her feet dashing around in a strange dance of panic, her vocabulary was still limited to a rather colourful arrangement of swears. Then after regaining a sense of herself Misao decided that it would be helpful to cry out for assistance. She stopped in the middle of her room and then let out her wail "KAI!!!!!!!!!!" And almost on cue Misao's hero popped her head in on the chaotic scene, "Good Morning Starshine." She sang, "KAI JUST DON'T STAND THERE HELP ME GET READY!!!!" Ignoring the desperate girl Kai just went on with the song, " The world says hello-, you twinkle above us we twinkle bellow." " KAI QUIT SINGING AND HELP ME GET READY I SWEAR SOMETIMES YOUR SOOO USELES- " Misao soon bit her tongue as Kai stepped through the shoji bearing a tray loaded with an assortment of breakfast goodies including the necessary elixir of life- Coffee and in her hands supporting the bottom of the tray was a clothing bag and a trendy carrying case. At seeing this Misao's eyes went big with tears and her lip started to quiver. " KAI YOU'RE WONDERFUL!" Kai just smiled and said, " Ya I know! But praise me later, we have work to do!!!!"
~*~*~ Aoshi stepped out of the elevator and adjusted his silk tie, the room was buzzing with people as he strode towards his swank office. Aoshi couldn't help but notice the lecherous glares he got as he walked by "Himura's Hopefuls" a.k.a applying secretaries. All of them sat outside Kenshin's office with their low cut blouses and amazing short skirts. Then the door opened and out slinked a sultry secretary followed by a rather exasperated Himura who could only manage to squeak, "Next." He looked over to Aoshi eyes pleading for help, but he would receive no sympathy, Aoshi gave a microscopic smirk and headed to his sanctuary, " Any calls Omasu?" He interrupted the gossiping between her and Seta Soujirou's secretary Okon, "No Shinomori-san" And with that the door to Aoshi's office clicked shut. As he sat down for business Aoshi felt a deep sense of dread beginning to boil in his stomach, something told him that today was not going to be a good day.
~*~*~ Today was definitely not a good day for Himura Kenshin. He sighed as he looked at the next candidate's resume, then at the woman in question. She was staring at him from across the desk with one hand propping up her chin as she leaned suggestively towards him showing off some of her more valuable assets. Today was definitely not a good day, first Seijirou Hiko a.k.a shishou, his boss and mentor began by giving him a stack of paper work that would shame Tokyo Tower, he had a killer headache from last night's outing and now he had to deal with seductresses dressed as secretaries, well not quite! He sat there awkwardly as her eyes tore into him and all he could think was 'All I want is to do is sit in the Akabeko and watch my pretty waitress serve my coffee'. Kenshin soon snapped out of his revelry and scolded himself for not paying attention to the task at hand, " Ano. Thank you for your resume." The woman leaned more forward staring deeply in his eyes and replied seductively, " Oh it was my pleasure." Kenshin gulped "Ano. yes we'll call you. Thank you for coming, Bye" The secretary stood up batted her eyelashes a few times and said " bye". When she was gone Kenshin slumped in his chair, the tension leaving his limbs in relief. But this was to be short lived. There was a sharp knocking at the door, ' GOD NO' "Yes, come in" And walking through the door was (soon to be known by him) Makimachi Misao. She was extraordinarily young and dressed rather more conservatively than the others, but she was not wearing your every day work clothes at least not for a woman. There she stood with big blue eyes and a long braid down her back, she wore no make up and had a casual, cheerful air to her. But it was her outfit that was truly interesting. She wore a pair of pinstriped black suit pants and a white blouse with the sleeves rolled up, hanging loosely around her neck was a black tie, but what really got him were the bright red converse sneakers.
~*~*~ Misao felt rather wound up as she stepped into the office of her possible employer's office, she had to wolf down her breakfast at record speed and Kai had made her wear this get up, sure Misao liked it but did Kai seriously think she would get hired in this? She has to look professional for this! But Kai merely replied to her cries that she wore it to her work all the time.
When Misao arrived to the office building she struck up a little conversation in the elevator with a guy who couldn't be a day over twenty, he was nice enough always smiling, she introduced herself and he did likewise as Seta Soujirou. He asked why she was here and she told him, he replied that he worked there too and that "Himura-san was a very friendly man". Just small chit chat.
As she stepped out of the elevator she saw a rather provocatively clad woman walk out of the office she was headed too, and overheard her mumble something to the point of "What a bishounen!". Misao quirked an eyebrow at this but continued on her way. Finally she reached the door and took a deep breath and knocked.
Now she was standing in front of a rather small man dressed in a rather chic suit, with flame red hair, vivid violet eyes and a cross scar marring his boyish face. He wasn't as cute as her Aoshi-sama though. " Your not that much of a bishounen." Misao had slapped a hand over her mouth after the words unconsciously spilled out of her mouth. Himura's head snapped back and his eyes grew wide as he squeaked "Oro?" "Uh. Well you see the last girl mumbled something about you being a bishounen and well." Himura interrupted her lame attempt at trying to cover up her slip, " Please sit down uh ." "Makimachi Misao" "Makimachi-san, now are you applying for the position of secretary?" "Oh yes I am, uh I have a resume right here." Misao pillaged through her bag and then passed a blue folder to Mr.Himura. She watched as he scanned over the contents which Misao herself had not even seen since Kai made it for her. "It's says here you worked at a restaurant in Kyoto. What did you do there?" "Uh well I was a waitress and I worked the order phones, so I know how to work phones very well." "Excellent. It also says you volunteered at the library for about three months?" " Oh yeah! I mainly organized the catalog cards and sometimes the books, but I got let go 'cause I have a habit of loud outbursts," Then Misao realized what she was saying and said," I shouldn't be telling you that should I?" Himura let out a light laugh and replied, "Probably not, but it really doesn't matter. How old are you Makimachi- san?" Misao was a bit taken aback by this question, "Ano.Eighteen, but I'm actually quite responsible." Himura soon hushed her, " Now Misao-dono, I understand that you will be starting University this fall?" "Hai" Misao did not like where this was going, she knew she wasn't going to get the job. "Misao-dono, you realize that my regular secretary has just come off maternity leave so she still has to tend to her daughter but can work odd days, not to mention she wants some vacation time. To replace her I need someone dependable, organized and professional, you understand?" " Hai" Misao really didn't like where this was going. Disappointment wasn't one of Misao favorite feelings to deal with. " And most of all I need someone who can keep an optimistic attitude." Kenshin smiled, " I'll need you to work Mondays, Tuesdays and Wednesdays. Is that alright?" Misao's eyes widened at this, "You mean I have the job?" "Of course. You seem to have all the right qualifications and a bright attitude," Himura flashed a silly grin, "Besides you're the first one all day that hasn't tried hitting on me!"
~*~*~ Misao slumped down in her chair at her desk, Himura had taken her around the whole buzzing workplace introducing to her fellow secretaries; Okon and Omasu who Misao would admit she liked the instant they met but could be only defined as man obsessed gossipmongers. She bumped into Seta Soujirou again who Okon worked for, he gave her a bright smile 'He seems to smile a lot' Misao noted. Omasu described her boss as the "Ice Ogre of Hell" which Misao luckily had not had the pleasure of meeting as of yet.
After the grand tour Himura made his escape from the office, saying he was out to get coffee even though there was a freshly brewed pot in the employee lounge, but it was Misao's first day and Himura didn't look particularly perky. 'Probably has a hangover judging by those circles under his eyes'. But he hadn't left Misao task-less, oh no quite to the contrary, he had left her with the horrid mission of introducing herself to the beast as Omasu and Okon called it or known by normal people as the photocopier.
Misao dug through her side bag trying to stall for time when she came upon a small brochure. Intrigued the small weasel in question pulled it of her bag to inspect it. It turned to be a small hand made booklet entitled "KAI'S TIPS FOR OFFICE SURVIVAL" and bellow was a Polaroid oh Kai in a business suit winking and giving a thumbs up. Misao couldn't help but laugh at this, Kai loved pulling kooky stuff like this 'She has way too much time on her hands. She definitely needs a boyfriend.' She flipped to the small section on photocopiers entitled "Not Just For Copying Butts" and decided that it was time to tame beast. 'How hard could it possibly be?'
~*~*~ Shinomori Aoshi sighed as he peered at the digital clock on his wall, his office was a very cold sterile place, it had brown leather couch and to black bucket chairs in front of his desk, degrees from college hung lifelessly on his wall. The room was completely impersonal except for the one object sitting on his desk. On his glossy oak desk sat a black picture frame and in it was a picture of five muddied boys and a muddy little girl sitting on one of the boys shoulders holding a football.
He could remember that day like it had just passed. It was the middle of autumn when he, Hannya and the others had decided to play a game of football after their martial art lessons unfortunately Aoshi's constant shadow, his sensei's little daughter had caught wind of this plan and insisted on playing too. He and the others had tried to sway her off this idea but to no avail. Aoshi decided to be firm with little girl and gave her a stern "NO" which only led to heartbreaking sobs from the child. So it was that the toddler played football with these huge teenaged boys. Soon it began to rain, but little Makimachi Misao was determined to finish the game, which resulted in this picture. 'Everything was so much more simpler back then'.
Aoshi tore his eyes of the piece of nostalgia and stood up. It was time to work not time drift off into better days. He opened his door to call for his secretary but found on her lunch break, meaning she wouldn't be back for at least two hours. Normally Aoshi would not stand for this but she was a damn good secretary and it was slow in the office. He decided to take a short break. As he meandered through the office that was now quiet because everyone was out to lunch he heard some loud crashing and a string of curses coming from the direction of the photocopier room. Aoshi decided to investigate; walking undetected into the room (damn those ninja skills of his!) and came upon a very frustrated very petite female. Her back was facing him a long rope of black hair braided fell down it; she was flipping through a small pamphlet, cursing the machine in question.
" Stupid piece of crap!!!! YOUR NOT OUT OF INK I JUST RELOADED IT FOR KAMI'S SAKE!!!!!!!!!!!!" A small smirk of amusement graced Aoshi's face a he watched the battle ensuing. Something about this girl was familiar but he couldn't place a finger on what that something was. He continued to his observation, she sighed and continued her rant,
"Okay photocopier," She pushed up her sleeves," I don't like you and you don't like me, but at least cut me some slack it's my bloody first day!" 'Ahhh, so this is Himura's new summer secretary.' Aoshi let his eyes wander a bit on her feminine curves but stopped when the girl pointed her index finger up and then pushed the copy button. A little light flashed and the girl erupted. "YOU STUPID HUNK OF -" Aoshi decided to cut in before she really got ranting and make his presence known. He cleared his throat. The new secretary spun in surprise and at that moment Aoshi knew his whole normal state of life was over. Petite nose, the china white skin and those huge Sea green eyes, which widened even more after her recognition of him.
"AOSHI-SAMA?" She said in a high pitch squeak. "Misao"
TBC
Whew I worked really hard on this one! Yep next chapter I'll get into a little more K x K ! Love it, Hate it, Review it! I'll work faster this way
Till next time!