To my one reviewer: sorry if the whole yukari nekked thing creeped you out, but there is a point! I swear there will be! :) Thanks so much for reading!
Disclaimer: i do not own any of these characters! I wish i did! christmas present anyone?
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Chapter 1: Reinvented.
"For the last time, this season's color is charcoal you assholes! It is not Fking white! People want to stand out from the snow, not freaking blend into it you fking retards!"
"This is New York. We have no snow. I believe what we have is called slush." With this comment, the board room chuckled collectively. The middle aged lemon haired man who offered it was quickly quelled with a death glare from the well dressed man at the head of the table. He was a sophisticated man, one who was clearly getting on in age but still knew how to look good except for the fact that all the stress from this business was finally getting to him. He was turning into a lovely shade of red as he looked around the boardroom full of beautiful, horribly snobby people. He couldn't handle this, his ulcer was acting up again. The rest of the room, however, really didn't seem concerned as the older man dressed in a sharp maroon Armani yelled profanities at them. They sat, either staring blank yet sexy stares at each other, or staring at the bright yellow wall with the purple company logo on it. Two of the members of the boardroom was having a deep conversation with each other, apparently not listening to anything that the man was saying. A young, good looking man was sitting at the other end of the table. He was the most beautiful person there, with his almost perfect body, dressed impeccably in a unnamed suit, his ocean colored hair blending in with the giant aquarium directly behind him. Once in a while a bright blue fish would swim behind his head, giving the impression that fish were going into his ears. He looked calmly at the man at the other end of the table with his gorgeous aquamarine eyes and opened his perfect mouth. The rest of the board room looked in his direction and fell silent.
Five seconds of silence later, a murmur of agreement rose from everybody in the board room. The older man on the other side of the room looked stunned as he stood with his eyes as big as dinner plates and his jaws slacked. He slowly lifted a well manicured finger at the younger man.
"What?! YOU BASTARD! You told me that I had your full support! You told me that you would go along with me on this!" The young Adonis stood up and shot a glance at the older man. The older man shivered, put his arm down but continued to stand.
"Chairman, please sit down," said the younger man, "I would not want your ulcer to act up again," The chairman looked helplessly around the board room while the boardroom stared at the younger man. After not finding any support, the aging chairman plopped down in his black leather chair. The younger man flashed the chairman a brief smile, and focused his mystical eyes on him. "Forgive me chairman, but please go along with me this season." he said. To the pink haired girl on his left, he said "Please inform the designers accordingly." He stood, glanced at another tall, sophisticated golden haired woman and left. The woman followed soon after him, leaving a stunned silence in the room.
The chairman collected his thoughts, and sighed. "Damn that George, always finds a way to leave me speechless," he thought silently to himself.
"so, Issie, was that too mean of me?" The taller woman smiled her kindest smile, then shoved the younger man into a nearby office wall. After a moment, the blue haired man collected himself and picked himself up from the floor and chased after the tall woman in purple lace.
"Ow, Issie dear, was that really necessary? See, this just proves that you are man under all that lace and makeup." Isabella looked at George with an stern glance and said "I know you want her back, but don't do anything you will regret. For her sake and yours."
She then walked off into the elevator, nodding hellos' at the other people in the office. George stood at the spot where Isabella left him
"I don't want to hurt her..." he muttered.
"Huh?" said a passing co-worker.
"Nothing," George said, while moving aside to let the lady pass.
He walked over to his office, and pushed his double doors open. He walked across the wooden floor, and sat on his black leather desk chair. On his large blue desk, there were many designs, many types of pencils and colored markers. There was also a large pink plant, (a gift from a friend, the label on it said.) But in the corner, there was a single picture in a simple wooden frame, a young girl draped in blue roses.
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so....this is George now, i just wanted to show you guys where he is now, because I showed you where yukari is...anywoo! please read and review!