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Net Lovers Chapter 4: Let's just get on with it, shall we?

"Hello?! WHAT?! I don't bloody hell care! Get the DAMNED TECHINICIAN HERE! NOW! No, I mean now! Not at 8am. I MEAN NOW! HELLO?! HELLO?!" Tsukasa yelled into his mobile phone before slamming it down.

"It's no use yelling at them. It's only 5:30. Come on, people need to sleep." Tsukushi said matter-of-factly as she sat down on the cold, hard floor of the elevator carefully, trying hard not to crease her skirt.

"Isn't it supposed to be a 24 hour support service?!" Tsukasa snorted as he followed suit.

"It's not like everyone goes to work at 5:30am." Unlike us. Tsukushi thought as she shifted uneasily. She started to feel a little chilly. After all, the heater in the office tower hadn't been switched on yet.

A terse silence overcame the two as they tried hard to stare straight ahead. Thank goodness it's dark. Tsukasa thought silently. Unknown to him, Tsukushi was blushing away just as furiously as him.

"Mr. Doumyouji?" Tsukushi asked after the silence got too unbearable. Tsukasa grunted in response. "I...I'm...sorry for slapping you earlier and calling you a bastard."

"It's okay. I shouldn't have called you a bitch."

Another long silence prevailed as the two of them bit their lips, feeling increasingly uncomfortable. Tsukushi tried to keep herself warm by rubbing her palms together. It didn't help that she had left her jacket at her office the day before. Damn this autumn season. She blew furiously into her two palms.

"Here, don't catch a chill." Tsukushi looked up in surprise to see a faint outline of Tsukasa bending over and putting his jacket over her. He sat next to her, trying to adjust his jacket, which was clearly oversized for her petite frame.

Tsukushi could feel the warmth of his body heat and bit her lip again. "Thanks. But are you sure you aren't cold? I won't want you falling sick again, like the previous time."

He chuckled. "Nah, I am fine. You managed to finish the overload I gave you anyway."

"But that was because you kept calling me every half hour to chase me."

"I just wanted to annoy the hell out of you."

"I know. And that was why I hung up on you." Tsukushi giggled a little. Tsukasa chuckled again.

"I was so annoyed when you did that!"

"Yeah, you were bitching to me about it!" Tsukushi exclaimed as the two of them started to laugh.

"Actually, I am kind of glad that Weed turned out to be you, Tsukushi." Tsukasa said quietly. "I am not sure why, but I am just glad. I really should be feeling otherwise, like oh my gosh, what kind of shit have gotten into. But no, I am actually GLAD that it was you."

Tsukushi remained silent. She thought of how much she enjoyed her online conversations with Brat, how Brat would always be there for her no matter what, and how he managed to pay attention to every detail on the last date with him. Including the number of roses he had bought for her. 108 of them.

"I didn't know why...but I just had this image of you popping into my head yesterday." Tsukushi confessed. Oh gosh, what did I just say? I am telling my boss I was thinking of him?!" She shifted again and the tip of her fingers touched Tsukasa's.

Neither moved.

"You know what 108 stands for, Tsukushi?" Tsukasa asked. Tsukushi nodded. Brat had given her a lecture a long time ago on the significance of numbers in flowers. She turned to look at Tsukasa, their two faces bathed by the soft glow of the illumination from the lift buttons.

"It stands for..."

"I love you." The two of them whispered together as the lift whirred into motion.

Brat says: Hey Weed! Are you done with the report?!

Weed says: -.- Get a life brat. Can't you just bloody hell call me?!

Brat says: I can't stand you whiny voice, that's why.

Weed says: I am not going to talk to you.

Brat says: come on.

Weed says: Immature brat. YES, IT'S DONE. Come GET IT YOURSELF.

Brat says: YEAH!

Tsukushi rolled her eyes in annoyance as she turned away from her computer screen. The phone rang and she picked it up.

"Hello, Ms. Makino Tsukushi speaking. Yes, the meeting has been confirmed." As she rambled on, Tsukasa walked out of his office and drummed his fingers on Tsukushi's table. Tsukushi frowned at him and pointed at the file on her table.

He shifted through the thick sheaf of papers before pointing to the computer screen. Tsukushi nodded and waved him away. He smirked as he walked away.

"Yes, everything's been prepared. My boss will see you tomorrow. Thank you. Bye."

She wrote something down before turning to look at the computer screen.

Brat says: Dinner now? I don't want to starve my highly efficient PA. :p

Tsukushi grinned as she saw Tsukasa poke out his head from his office. She typed out her reply.

Weed says: Sure. :)

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