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Mamoru?

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Hello, this is your author Miss Kittikarei! You will love me, just kidding. I adore Mamoru and Usagi's relationship. Ah, the bliss of the fights.

Summary: Mamoru and Usagi met in middle school; They were friends, then enemies, then lovers, and enemies once again; Ten years later they end up working for the same company; does sparks or fists fly?

"Miss Tsukino, you have a client on line two."

Thank you, Molly." Usagi Tsukino, finance manager of Nyaco Tech, debated whether or not to answer the phone. She knew in her heart it was that irritating Mr. Haraguchi trying to convince her to work for his company. 'Damn him, and I was just in the middle of a good novel.'

"Tsukino Usagi, Nyaco Tech. How may I assist you today?"

"Ah, Miss Tsukino. It's Mr. Haraguchi. I called to ask if perhaps you had review my company's proposal. You see-"

"I beg your pardon, Mr. Haraguchi, but I am expected at a meeting in five minutes." It was a lie but she'd already turned Haraguchi down three times. Could he not take the hint?

"But-"

"Goodbye." Free at last. She gently rubbed her temple, swatting stray blond hair from her brow. She busted ass working her way up the Nyaco corporate ladder and soon she'd be up for the promotion of a lifetime. She wouldn't waste all her hard work on Haraguchi's joke of an enterprise. Just when she thought things couldn't get worse the CEO of Nyaco entered her office. Aomori Meiya strode into the room with a smile. This can be good, Usagi thought.

"Hello, Mr. Aomori. Is there anything I can do to help you?" Aomori Meiya couldn't help but be in awe of her beauty… as usual. With her head of golden locks that reached almost to her knees and big oval baby blue eyes covered by an abundance of lashes, she was a sight to behold. Her soft porcelain skin and pink full lips was enough to drive any man mad. She stood, not quite five feet, and gave Aomori a warm smile.

"Yes, Miss Tsukino. I've been thinking that lately you've been overwhelmed with all your duties as finance manager."

"Well, Mr. Aomori, there are difficult tasks now and then but nothing I wasn't prepared for."

"Nevertheless, I find that the workload is too much for a person of your limited experience. I assure you I do not demean your skills."

"Of course not, Mr. Aomori." She trembled slightly and clutched the mahogany desk. Surely Mr. Aomori didn't mean to fire her… but what else could he be implying? She thought of Haraguchi's offer. Perhaps it didn't seem like such a bad idea now.

"Miss Tsukino, Miss Tsukino?"

"Oh, yes of course." She absentmindedly agreed to his question.

"Excellent then. Are you ready to meet you new partner now?"

"Partner?"

"Yes, Miss Tsukino. He is waiting outside your office."

"Do let him in then, Mr. Aomori." Usagi sat down; she was relieved she hadn't lost her job. But she had to take on a partner? She shuddered. Perhaps he was one of those high and mighty Ivy League snobs who were really nothing but pale geeky outcasts under the suits. Well, things could be worse…

"Miss Tsukino, allow me to introduce Mr. Chiba."

'Chiba… where had I heard that name before?' Usagi looked up at the man next to Aomori; his cobalt blue eyes widened in shock. Usagi's felt hers do the same.

"Mamoru…?" Usagi voiced cracked.

And there is chapter one. Chapter two will be up sometime before the week ends. Please review, thanks.

Miss Kittikarei