Chapter Two
Tsukushi spent the rest of the day fretting. Even at night, in bed, she couldn't stop worrying. She had offended Doumyoji Tsukasa, who could very well sack her from her job. Which means she would not be able to complete her attachment and thus she could not graduate.
" What am I going to do?" thought Tsukushi. " Uh, heck. So what if he's rich? He couldn't possibly just dismiss me."
With that thought, Tsukushi fell into a restless sleep.
The next morning, Tsukushi groggily dragged herself to work. Even Makiko noticed that she wasn't her bright and cheerful self.
" You still worrying about that incident?" asked a concerned Makiko.
" I can't help it.Everything depends on this attachment. I keep looking over my shoulder to make sure I don't run him." Tsukushi lamented.
" Well, don't think so much. Ok. I'm off to run an errand. See you later!" Makiko said, and ran off.
Tsukushi waved goodbye to her friend, and set about her own tasks. After delivering several parcels to different departments on the twenty-fifth floor, Tsukushi was about to head back down to the office.
As she was walking down a rather deserted hallway, she came across a door that was barely noticeable. It had the same wallpaper as the walls, and the lines of the door were totally concealed. The handle was just a latch, which couldn't be seen unless you looked hard enough.
Due to Tsukushi's sharp eyes, she saw the handle. Curiosity piqued her, and she pulled on the handle. The door opened easily without a sound, and revealed a small alcove. Opposite the door were long glass windows, where you can clearly the city skyline. The room was dim but not dark, and had a cozy feel to it. Against the wall were a day bed and a small coffee table, and across it, on the floor were three large throw cushions.
Tsukushi was broken out of her reverie when someone spoke. " What are you doing here?"
Startled by the voice, Tsukushi hurriedly looked around, and found a guy with short reddish-brown hair leaning against the pillar. He was apparently standing behind it when Tsukushi entered; thus she did not notice him.
" I'm sorry. Did I bother you? I spotted the handle and I was curious, so..." Tsukushi broke off when she found herself looking into a pair of brown eyes, full of emotion.
" This room is very cleverly disguised. I'm surprised you actually found it." The guy spoke.
Remembering her manners, Tsukushi hastily introduced herself. " I'm Makino Tsukushi. I'm a fashion design student at Eitoku University, doing my attachment here."
" Eitoku eh? It's been a while since I went back there."
" Were you from Eitoku?" Tsukushi asked.
The guy just gave a small smile and turned his back on Tsukushi, to face the skyline. " I would like to have my privacy back. You interrupted my thoughts when you came in."
" I'm so sorry. I'll leave at once. Oh, but you haven't told me your name!" Tsukushi hastily added.
" You don't have to know my name."
Feeling mildly disappointed; Tsukushi left the room and closed the door silently. But somehow, she was couldn't stop thinking about the guy. He was so mysterious, and Tsukushi had an urge to want to know him better.
Later in the day, as Tsukushi was getting a cup of coffee from the vending machine to perk herself up, Kazuya spotted her and came running excitedly to greet her. As they chatted idly, a door slammed, and a voice yelled: " Kazuya! Where the hell are you? You are taking too long to get some negatives!"
To Tsukushi's horror, it was the one person she wanted to avoid. But it was too late. Doumyoji Tsukasa spotted Kazuya and came storming down the hallway. To Tsukushi's relief, he did not notice her as he was too busy yelling at Kazuya.
Suddenly he broke off as he finally spotted her standing behind Kazuya.
Tsukasa's glare was ice-cold as he directed a question to Kazuya. " You two know each other?"
" Ye..ess.. we..we are school.mates in Eitoku." Kazuya painfully stammered out.
" You are from Eitoku?" he stared pointedly at Tsukushi before giving out a snort and shaking his head.
" What is that supposed to mean?" Tsukushi coolly said.
" Well, you don't look like the kind to be in Eitoku.You are a scholarship student aren't you?" Tsukasa sneered.
Tsukushi, upon hearing this, forgot about her worry and let her anger overflow.
" SO WHAT IF I'M A SCHOLARSHIP STUDENT! I WOULDN'T EVEN GO TO THAT BLASTED SCHOOL IF NOT FOR THE ATTACHMENT! YOU PEOPLE THINK THAT JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE RICH YOU CAN LORD OVER PEOPLE. WELL I HAD ENOUGH! YOU CAN SACK ME FOR ALL I CARE!" Tsukushi yelled at the top of her lungs.
Tsukasa was momentarily stunned, but he quickly recovered. " How dare you shout at me AGAIN! So you do know who I am. Don't think I do not dare sack you!" he retorted loudly.
" What this about sacking people? I thought I'm the one that made those decisions?" came a calm voice from behind Tsukushi.
Tsukushi whirled around and came face to face with a very beautiful woman with long hair, who bore a slight resemblance to Tsukasa.
" Sis! What are you doing here?" Tsukasa asked.
" I do work here you know...can't I just come and have lunch with my brother?" replied the lady.
"Sis?" thought Tsukushi. " So this is Doumyoji Tsubaki.am I really going to lose my job? I should have just kept my mouth shut."
" So, who do we have here?" Tsubaki asked.
" Good Afternoon, I'm." before Tsukushi could finish, she was interrupted by Tsukasa. " This ugly rude girl dared to shout at me! Doumyoji Tsukasa! She is so going to lose her job!"
At this, Tsukasa received a resounding whack on the head from Tsubaki.
" Is this the way you talk to ladies? Have I taught you nothing?" Tsubaki demanded and whacked Tsukasa again.
Tsukushi's mouth dropped open at the scene, and she found herself starting to like Tsubaki. Suddenly a door opened, and a head popped out.
" Can't I have any peace? If you want to quarrel, please take it somewhere else.You all just made me lose the melody that was in my head."
Tsukushi stared at the head that she recognized as the person that was at the alcove. But before she could say anything, the door slammed shut again.
Tsukasa pounded on the door and shouted, " You better mind your attitude Rui!" But receiving no answer from inside, Tsukasa gave up and stalked away.
" I have no time to have lunch with you, maybe another time." he threw back at Tsubaki. " Kazuya, go and get the negatives or you'll get it from me!" he shouted which sent Kazuya scurrying after him.
" Tsukasa, is that the way to talk to your sister?" Tsubaki demanded, but was answered with the slamming of the door.
" You'll get it from me at home." Tsubaki said under her breath. She then turned to Tsukushi and placed an arm around her shoulders.
" Come on, let's go for lunch. I'm interested to know who you are, you are quite a gutsy girl to stand up to my brother."
Tsukushi, a bit uncomfortable at being seen so close to the director, managed a weak smile.
" I'm Makino Tsukushi. I'm a fashion design student at Eitoku University."
" Eitoku! Tsukasa graduated from there three years ago..."
" What? He was from Eitoku?" Tsukushi couldn't help but blurt out.
" Yes. He and his three best friends were from there. They were known as the F4. Didn't you hear about them?"
" Yeah, I heard people talking about them, but I haven't seen them or know their names..."
" Well, now you know.there's my brother, he's a photographer. Nishikado Soujiro, a model, Mimasaka Akira, a lyricist and Hanazawa Rui, a composer. He's the one we saw earlier. They all work here at Hana Entertainment.
" Hanazawa Rui...Rui.." the name kept repeating itself in Tsukushi's mind, and she relished that little information.
" Now I know his name.." thought Tsukushi.
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Please review.and tell me how you find the storyline.I'm also quite undecided as to pair Tsukushi with Tsukasa or Rui, so please give your suggestions! Or maybe I might just throw in something unexpected as the triangle between the three of them is overused.
Tsukushi spent the rest of the day fretting. Even at night, in bed, she couldn't stop worrying. She had offended Doumyoji Tsukasa, who could very well sack her from her job. Which means she would not be able to complete her attachment and thus she could not graduate.
" What am I going to do?" thought Tsukushi. " Uh, heck. So what if he's rich? He couldn't possibly just dismiss me."
With that thought, Tsukushi fell into a restless sleep.
The next morning, Tsukushi groggily dragged herself to work. Even Makiko noticed that she wasn't her bright and cheerful self.
" You still worrying about that incident?" asked a concerned Makiko.
" I can't help it.Everything depends on this attachment. I keep looking over my shoulder to make sure I don't run him." Tsukushi lamented.
" Well, don't think so much. Ok. I'm off to run an errand. See you later!" Makiko said, and ran off.
Tsukushi waved goodbye to her friend, and set about her own tasks. After delivering several parcels to different departments on the twenty-fifth floor, Tsukushi was about to head back down to the office.
As she was walking down a rather deserted hallway, she came across a door that was barely noticeable. It had the same wallpaper as the walls, and the lines of the door were totally concealed. The handle was just a latch, which couldn't be seen unless you looked hard enough.
Due to Tsukushi's sharp eyes, she saw the handle. Curiosity piqued her, and she pulled on the handle. The door opened easily without a sound, and revealed a small alcove. Opposite the door were long glass windows, where you can clearly the city skyline. The room was dim but not dark, and had a cozy feel to it. Against the wall were a day bed and a small coffee table, and across it, on the floor were three large throw cushions.
Tsukushi was broken out of her reverie when someone spoke. " What are you doing here?"
Startled by the voice, Tsukushi hurriedly looked around, and found a guy with short reddish-brown hair leaning against the pillar. He was apparently standing behind it when Tsukushi entered; thus she did not notice him.
" I'm sorry. Did I bother you? I spotted the handle and I was curious, so..." Tsukushi broke off when she found herself looking into a pair of brown eyes, full of emotion.
" This room is very cleverly disguised. I'm surprised you actually found it." The guy spoke.
Remembering her manners, Tsukushi hastily introduced herself. " I'm Makino Tsukushi. I'm a fashion design student at Eitoku University, doing my attachment here."
" Eitoku eh? It's been a while since I went back there."
" Were you from Eitoku?" Tsukushi asked.
The guy just gave a small smile and turned his back on Tsukushi, to face the skyline. " I would like to have my privacy back. You interrupted my thoughts when you came in."
" I'm so sorry. I'll leave at once. Oh, but you haven't told me your name!" Tsukushi hastily added.
" You don't have to know my name."
Feeling mildly disappointed; Tsukushi left the room and closed the door silently. But somehow, she was couldn't stop thinking about the guy. He was so mysterious, and Tsukushi had an urge to want to know him better.
Later in the day, as Tsukushi was getting a cup of coffee from the vending machine to perk herself up, Kazuya spotted her and came running excitedly to greet her. As they chatted idly, a door slammed, and a voice yelled: " Kazuya! Where the hell are you? You are taking too long to get some negatives!"
To Tsukushi's horror, it was the one person she wanted to avoid. But it was too late. Doumyoji Tsukasa spotted Kazuya and came storming down the hallway. To Tsukushi's relief, he did not notice her as he was too busy yelling at Kazuya.
Suddenly he broke off as he finally spotted her standing behind Kazuya.
Tsukasa's glare was ice-cold as he directed a question to Kazuya. " You two know each other?"
" Ye..ess.. we..we are school.mates in Eitoku." Kazuya painfully stammered out.
" You are from Eitoku?" he stared pointedly at Tsukushi before giving out a snort and shaking his head.
" What is that supposed to mean?" Tsukushi coolly said.
" Well, you don't look like the kind to be in Eitoku.You are a scholarship student aren't you?" Tsukasa sneered.
Tsukushi, upon hearing this, forgot about her worry and let her anger overflow.
" SO WHAT IF I'M A SCHOLARSHIP STUDENT! I WOULDN'T EVEN GO TO THAT BLASTED SCHOOL IF NOT FOR THE ATTACHMENT! YOU PEOPLE THINK THAT JUST BECAUSE YOU ARE RICH YOU CAN LORD OVER PEOPLE. WELL I HAD ENOUGH! YOU CAN SACK ME FOR ALL I CARE!" Tsukushi yelled at the top of her lungs.
Tsukasa was momentarily stunned, but he quickly recovered. " How dare you shout at me AGAIN! So you do know who I am. Don't think I do not dare sack you!" he retorted loudly.
" What this about sacking people? I thought I'm the one that made those decisions?" came a calm voice from behind Tsukushi.
Tsukushi whirled around and came face to face with a very beautiful woman with long hair, who bore a slight resemblance to Tsukasa.
" Sis! What are you doing here?" Tsukasa asked.
" I do work here you know...can't I just come and have lunch with my brother?" replied the lady.
"Sis?" thought Tsukushi. " So this is Doumyoji Tsubaki.am I really going to lose my job? I should have just kept my mouth shut."
" So, who do we have here?" Tsubaki asked.
" Good Afternoon, I'm." before Tsukushi could finish, she was interrupted by Tsukasa. " This ugly rude girl dared to shout at me! Doumyoji Tsukasa! She is so going to lose her job!"
At this, Tsukasa received a resounding whack on the head from Tsubaki.
" Is this the way you talk to ladies? Have I taught you nothing?" Tsubaki demanded and whacked Tsukasa again.
Tsukushi's mouth dropped open at the scene, and she found herself starting to like Tsubaki. Suddenly a door opened, and a head popped out.
" Can't I have any peace? If you want to quarrel, please take it somewhere else.You all just made me lose the melody that was in my head."
Tsukushi stared at the head that she recognized as the person that was at the alcove. But before she could say anything, the door slammed shut again.
Tsukasa pounded on the door and shouted, " You better mind your attitude Rui!" But receiving no answer from inside, Tsukasa gave up and stalked away.
" I have no time to have lunch with you, maybe another time." he threw back at Tsubaki. " Kazuya, go and get the negatives or you'll get it from me!" he shouted which sent Kazuya scurrying after him.
" Tsukasa, is that the way to talk to your sister?" Tsubaki demanded, but was answered with the slamming of the door.
" You'll get it from me at home." Tsubaki said under her breath. She then turned to Tsukushi and placed an arm around her shoulders.
" Come on, let's go for lunch. I'm interested to know who you are, you are quite a gutsy girl to stand up to my brother."
Tsukushi, a bit uncomfortable at being seen so close to the director, managed a weak smile.
" I'm Makino Tsukushi. I'm a fashion design student at Eitoku University."
" Eitoku! Tsukasa graduated from there three years ago..."
" What? He was from Eitoku?" Tsukushi couldn't help but blurt out.
" Yes. He and his three best friends were from there. They were known as the F4. Didn't you hear about them?"
" Yeah, I heard people talking about them, but I haven't seen them or know their names..."
" Well, now you know.there's my brother, he's a photographer. Nishikado Soujiro, a model, Mimasaka Akira, a lyricist and Hanazawa Rui, a composer. He's the one we saw earlier. They all work here at Hana Entertainment.
" Hanazawa Rui...Rui.." the name kept repeating itself in Tsukushi's mind, and she relished that little information.
" Now I know his name.." thought Tsukushi.
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Please review.and tell me how you find the storyline.I'm also quite undecided as to pair Tsukushi with Tsukasa or Rui, so please give your suggestions! Or maybe I might just throw in something unexpected as the triangle between the three of them is overused.