Am I shocked. Really. –pause- a BIG thank you to all those who reviewed! I really appreciated the reviews! Thank you so much and without further ado, chapter 3! (I really should be studying for my exams but who cares)

Net Lovers Chapter 3: Stop it.

NO. Oh my gosh. My bitchy PA is WEED?!

This HAS to be a lie. NO. This isn't brat.

I called her a bitch!

I called him a bastard!

NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!

They stared at each other in horror, speechless as a thousand things raced through their minds. This was a joke. No, it HAD to be one, a very bad one at that.

"Excuse me, your tea." A waiter promptly cut in as he placed the two cups down. One cup with two cubes of sugar and the other one cube. Tsukasa starred horror stricken at his cup.

Only Weed knew that he drank his tea with two cubes of sugar.

Tsukushi stared at the roses, her face paling by the minute.

Only Brat knew she liked red roses and she knew there were 108 in them.

The silence was unnerving as reality started to sink deeper in and Tsukasa finally broke the silence.

"Weed, erm...Tsukushi...I..." At a loss for words, he put his hand on Tsukushi's arm. Tsukushi stared at the hand and screamed.

"Get your hand off me you bastard!" She grabbed her handbag and promptly ran out of the café, leaving a disbelieving Tsukasa behind.

"Sir, is there anything wrong?" A concerned waiter asked. Tsukasa merely looked at Tsukushi's diminishing figure in the distance and shook his head.

"Everything's fine."

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Tsukushi bit her lip hard as hot tears streamed down her face, blinding her as she ran as fast as she could, away from Tsukasa.

The fact that her boss was Brat had been too great a blow, a slap in the face. All those romantic notions, which she held of finding love over the Internet, had been crushed in mere seconds, to smithereens.

She finally slowed down, panting heavily as she put one hand out on a lamppost to steady herself. She closed her eyes and gulped in a large breath of air. Instead, she started sobbing harder.

"This can't be true." She whispered.

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Tsukasa could not sleep at all. He tossed and turned in bed, irately looking at the clock to find out that it was only 2am. He got out of bed to get himself a glass of water, only to find himself turning his laptop on.

He sighed when he did not see Tsukushi online. She was probably fuming at home. He sighed again as he closed his laptop and leaned back against the swivel chair.

It had been one hell of a day. As he thought about the numerous online meetings with Weed, he suddenly realized what a stupid idiot he had been. There were so many striking similarities between Weed and Tsukushi. Why didn't he realize that earlier?!

"Baka Tsukasa." He muttered. He wondered how he would be able to face Tsukushi in the morning. Not that he hated Tsukushi or anything, but the sudden realization that Tsukushi was Weed and not forgetting that he had bitched about Tsukushi to Tsukushi made him feel terribly guilty.

Tsukasa shook his head and went back to bed again.

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Tsukushi slept fitfully. It had been a troubled sleep. How the hell was she going to face her boss?! She looked at her disheveled form in the mirror. Her eyes were still swollen from crying the night before.

So much for my happy ending, she thought bitterly as she slammed the door shut and proceeded for another dreadful day at work.

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They met earlier than expected in the lift. Each had been hoping to arrive earlier than the other to avoid the awkward-ness. But somehow, fate decided to be cruel to them, once again.

There was a terse silence as the lift whirred into motion, the digits on the panel changing slowly as they were brought up to the 50th level. She turned away almost immediately when he looked at her. He pursed his lips when he noticed her reaction but decided to go ahead anyway.

"I hope you're feeling better." All he received was a mere nod of the head.

"Look, both of us didn't want things to happen this way..." Before he could finish his sentence, she turned to slap him, her eyes brimming with tears.

"I HATE YOU FOR LYING TO ME!" She screamed. "I HATE YOU!" She started to cry again.

Tsukasa was shocked. That slap stung and that was way overboard for him. How could she SLAP him for something he didn't know?!

"LOOK YOU BITCH! I DIDN'T EVEN KNOW WHO YOU WERE!"

"YOU COULD HAVE GUESSED!"

"THEN WHY DIDN'T YOU?!"

"I DON'T CARE! YOU BLOODY HELL LIED TO ME!"

"STOP being so DAMN unreasonable!" He shouted and suddenly, in a very dramatic fashion, the lights in the elevator went out as the lift suddenly came to stand-still. They both stared at the panel in horror, willing the doors to open. Tsukasa glanced at the panel which read 35th floor.

"Fuck."

That one word was enough to summarize what the two of them were feeling as they looked at each other in disbelief that fate had once again toyed with the two of them.

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half an hour! Great, it's 12:37 am, I still have to go to school tomorrow, have yet to finish my revision and I am dead. So make me happy by reviewing!