BWAHAHA! I'm back! Yay! With a lot of homework to do that was due on Thursday! HURRAY! Oh well! Mr. Barth lets us turn our Geometry in late anyway...
Well... less rambling than usual today! Instead, I have... *dramatic music* REVIEWER RESPONSES!
--mushi-azn -Yay! You reviewed twice! Really? I write them well? Hoorah! I hope you like this chapter too!
--Aislinn6 -Hope you enjoy this chapter!
--SM -*edges away slightly* Um. I appreciate your enthusiasm? And no, unfortunately, there won't be. ^^" I can't write lemons... ^^" Hope you enjoy the story!
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Double Negative
Chapter Three: Fox in the Henhouse
'Oh no oh no oh no...', Megumi thought frantically as she turned the key to the door of her small apartment. Hearing it click, she yanked the key out, and pushed the door in. As soon as she'd dumped her things on the nearest available chair, Megumi dashed to the phone, and grabbed the address book sitting next to it. "Where did I write it....where is it...", she worried out loud, turning pages until she glimpsed the name of her agent. Placing her finger near the spot, the fox woman picked up the receiver, looked down at the page, and dialed. 'WHY did I ever try out... I should have KNOWN that I can't handle two jobs at once... I should have a high paying FULL TIME JOB at the local HOSPITAL right now, but nooooo.... I had to get kicked out of college thanks to that no-good son of a...' her inner tirade was halted due to the ringing on the other end.
"Hello?", a masculine voice on the other end responded after they picked up.
Megumi took a deep breath and began talking as fast as she could, "Hi. Suzukawa-san? It's Takani Megumi. I just wanted to tell you that I'm REALLY SORRY, but I can't be in the photo shoot, since I just had a shift at the Akabeko rescheduled to that night, and I've missed too much time from work so if I don't show up I might get fired, and you KNOW how I need the money from my other job and-"
"Megumi?", the voice interrupted. "You know, if you wanted to ask me out, you could've just said so. You didn't need to think up an elaborate plan to figure out a way to call me without seeming desperate."
The woman paled then turned a bright red. She recognized that voice, and it was most definitely NOT that of her modeling agent. "Saga- Sanosuke?!", she sputtered, momentarily caught off balance. "Wh- I- That's not-", the fox woman looked down at her address book and remembered that she'd written his phone number beneath that of her boss. Immediately she resolved to tear that part of the page out, rip it up, burn it, and scatter it to the four corners of the earth...as soon as she got herself out of this mess...
"Yeah that's me. Now, now, don't be shy, how does Friday at eight sound?", Megumi could imagine the rooster-head's smirk as he asked this. And Megumi hated to be smirked at, even though she did it to everyone she saw. So she took a deep breath and composed herself. Megumi always had to have the upper hand.
"When you graduate Harvard, toori-atama. Anyway, this was just a wrong number, so if you'd excuse me, I have to go call someone.", 'There we go.', she thought both relieved and satisfied. 'Finally a grammatically correct answer.'
"Hey, it's not as impossible as it sounds Megitsune. But really, how does Friday at eight sound?", Megumi mentally smacked herself in the head. The man was insufferable. But she didn't have time for this.
"How does tomorrow after work outside of the Akabeko for ten minutes sound? As long as you'll let me hang up, I really need to call someone.", she hated the way her voice turned pleading at the end of that sentence, but every second was another she had to wait before breaking the bad news to her agent.
"Sure! Anything you want Megitsune.", Honestly. She could feel his self-satisfied grin through the telephone wires. 'One word.", Megumi thought sardonically, 'Desperate.'
"Yeah. Okay. Bye. Oh- and, Sanosuke?"
"Hm?"
"Don't call me that."
^..^ + * v *
Click.
Sano hung up the phone, still grinning. Finally, he'd talked to her and sounded like a normal human being. He'd even asked her out! Okay, it was only ten minutes after work, but a guy has to start somewhere, you know? Now it was time to try and win her over. 'Let's see here... How to get a woman like the Megitsune to fall in love with me...', the rooster-haired young man frowned to himself.
Give her flowers? No, this wasn't even a real date...
Compliment her on how pretty she was? Nah, he'd probably end up saying somethig perverted automatically...
Say she had a nice outfit? No, she would be wearing the standard striped kimono that all of the Akabeko's waitresses had to wear...
Huh. This was going to be harder than it sounded. So Sano thought harder.
...
...
...
"I got nothin'.", he announced. "HEY, KATSU!", he shouted.
"What do you want, idiot?", his long-haired friend came in after a moment, frowning. Sano noted the paintbrush in his hand and drops of green paint on his jeans.
"Oh. Sorry, jerk. Were you busy painting?"
"Yes."
"Hm. Oh well. Anyway, Katsu. Can you help me?"
"No."
"It has nothing to do with money I promise! At least...not yet..."
"... No."
"Come on, man! All I need is for you to help me figure out how to get that hot woman from my job to like me!", Sano pleaded.
"Would. Can't.", Katsu replied.
"Why the heck not?!"
"Trust me man, you're way beyond help in the romance area.", and with that he left to go back to his artwork.
"Some friend you are...", Sanosuke grumbled, reaching inside his pocket to pull out his trusty, not to mention not-very-hygienic, fishbone. Sticking it in his teeth, he sighed to himself and prepared himself for a long night of thinking.
'This feels like high school all over again...'
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Well. Sano is a flirt. Isn't it annoying how characters just run rampant on you? But the chapter length was pretty good this time! The Sano-Katsu conversation was pur of the moment, but I think it turned out pretty good. Actually all of this was spur of the moment...I just can't work from an outline...
Next chapter of this and my other story will be out soon!
Review please! Flames will be used to burn my evil Math homework! (Reviewers get to see Sano do the chicken dance!)
Ja! ^_^
Next Chapter - Four: Temporary Bliss
In which the two have their ten-minute "date".
Well... less rambling than usual today! Instead, I have... *dramatic music* REVIEWER RESPONSES!
--mushi-azn -Yay! You reviewed twice! Really? I write them well? Hoorah! I hope you like this chapter too!
--Aislinn6 -Hope you enjoy this chapter!
--SM -*edges away slightly* Um. I appreciate your enthusiasm? And no, unfortunately, there won't be. ^^" I can't write lemons... ^^" Hope you enjoy the story!
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Double Negative
Chapter Three: Fox in the Henhouse
'Oh no oh no oh no...', Megumi thought frantically as she turned the key to the door of her small apartment. Hearing it click, she yanked the key out, and pushed the door in. As soon as she'd dumped her things on the nearest available chair, Megumi dashed to the phone, and grabbed the address book sitting next to it. "Where did I write it....where is it...", she worried out loud, turning pages until she glimpsed the name of her agent. Placing her finger near the spot, the fox woman picked up the receiver, looked down at the page, and dialed. 'WHY did I ever try out... I should have KNOWN that I can't handle two jobs at once... I should have a high paying FULL TIME JOB at the local HOSPITAL right now, but nooooo.... I had to get kicked out of college thanks to that no-good son of a...' her inner tirade was halted due to the ringing on the other end.
"Hello?", a masculine voice on the other end responded after they picked up.
Megumi took a deep breath and began talking as fast as she could, "Hi. Suzukawa-san? It's Takani Megumi. I just wanted to tell you that I'm REALLY SORRY, but I can't be in the photo shoot, since I just had a shift at the Akabeko rescheduled to that night, and I've missed too much time from work so if I don't show up I might get fired, and you KNOW how I need the money from my other job and-"
"Megumi?", the voice interrupted. "You know, if you wanted to ask me out, you could've just said so. You didn't need to think up an elaborate plan to figure out a way to call me without seeming desperate."
The woman paled then turned a bright red. She recognized that voice, and it was most definitely NOT that of her modeling agent. "Saga- Sanosuke?!", she sputtered, momentarily caught off balance. "Wh- I- That's not-", the fox woman looked down at her address book and remembered that she'd written his phone number beneath that of her boss. Immediately she resolved to tear that part of the page out, rip it up, burn it, and scatter it to the four corners of the earth...as soon as she got herself out of this mess...
"Yeah that's me. Now, now, don't be shy, how does Friday at eight sound?", Megumi could imagine the rooster-head's smirk as he asked this. And Megumi hated to be smirked at, even though she did it to everyone she saw. So she took a deep breath and composed herself. Megumi always had to have the upper hand.
"When you graduate Harvard, toori-atama. Anyway, this was just a wrong number, so if you'd excuse me, I have to go call someone.", 'There we go.', she thought both relieved and satisfied. 'Finally a grammatically correct answer.'
"Hey, it's not as impossible as it sounds Megitsune. But really, how does Friday at eight sound?", Megumi mentally smacked herself in the head. The man was insufferable. But she didn't have time for this.
"How does tomorrow after work outside of the Akabeko for ten minutes sound? As long as you'll let me hang up, I really need to call someone.", she hated the way her voice turned pleading at the end of that sentence, but every second was another she had to wait before breaking the bad news to her agent.
"Sure! Anything you want Megitsune.", Honestly. She could feel his self-satisfied grin through the telephone wires. 'One word.", Megumi thought sardonically, 'Desperate.'
"Yeah. Okay. Bye. Oh- and, Sanosuke?"
"Hm?"
"Don't call me that."
^..^ + * v *
Click.
Sano hung up the phone, still grinning. Finally, he'd talked to her and sounded like a normal human being. He'd even asked her out! Okay, it was only ten minutes after work, but a guy has to start somewhere, you know? Now it was time to try and win her over. 'Let's see here... How to get a woman like the Megitsune to fall in love with me...', the rooster-haired young man frowned to himself.
Give her flowers? No, this wasn't even a real date...
Compliment her on how pretty she was? Nah, he'd probably end up saying somethig perverted automatically...
Say she had a nice outfit? No, she would be wearing the standard striped kimono that all of the Akabeko's waitresses had to wear...
Huh. This was going to be harder than it sounded. So Sano thought harder.
...
...
...
"I got nothin'.", he announced. "HEY, KATSU!", he shouted.
"What do you want, idiot?", his long-haired friend came in after a moment, frowning. Sano noted the paintbrush in his hand and drops of green paint on his jeans.
"Oh. Sorry, jerk. Were you busy painting?"
"Yes."
"Hm. Oh well. Anyway, Katsu. Can you help me?"
"No."
"It has nothing to do with money I promise! At least...not yet..."
"... No."
"Come on, man! All I need is for you to help me figure out how to get that hot woman from my job to like me!", Sano pleaded.
"Would. Can't.", Katsu replied.
"Why the heck not?!"
"Trust me man, you're way beyond help in the romance area.", and with that he left to go back to his artwork.
"Some friend you are...", Sanosuke grumbled, reaching inside his pocket to pull out his trusty, not to mention not-very-hygienic, fishbone. Sticking it in his teeth, he sighed to himself and prepared himself for a long night of thinking.
'This feels like high school all over again...'
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Well. Sano is a flirt. Isn't it annoying how characters just run rampant on you? But the chapter length was pretty good this time! The Sano-Katsu conversation was pur of the moment, but I think it turned out pretty good. Actually all of this was spur of the moment...I just can't work from an outline...
Next chapter of this and my other story will be out soon!
Review please! Flames will be used to burn my evil Math homework! (Reviewers get to see Sano do the chicken dance!)
Ja! ^_^
Next Chapter - Four: Temporary Bliss
In which the two have their ten-minute "date".