Chapter 1

By mg

Don't own sm…

"Usagi, Mr. Greg Santav is here to see you now." The voice of her secretary echoed through her office.

"Send him in." She replied. Within moments a man with long blonde hair tied back in a ponytail with sunglasses resting on his face came through the doors. "Morning Greg." She greeted. "Have a seat."

"Good Morning Usagi." He replied as he sat before her.

"It's Ms. Tsukino to you." She replied sternly before smiling. "So Greg." She continued. "Have you done what I have asked of you?" She stood up and looked out the window, towards the sun and city skyline.

"Yes Ms. Tsukino." He replied, his heart beating a mile a minute.

"Isn't the sun beautiful?" She asked him nonchalantly. "I feel bad for vampires who can not enjoy its beauty." She sighed as she turned towards him once more. "You should have completed your task a little bit earlier though."

"I know, I am sorry." He told her. "It will not happen again."

"It better not, I do not like it when people are tardy." She continued sternly. "You are lucky that I even spared your life...I could easily kill you." She looked at him defiantly; a look that gave her the appearance of authority.

"I know...please forgive me." He replied.

"Don't get scared...I'm not going to kill you." She paused. "Now...there is something that I need you to do...there isn't going to be a full moon for a while after this week." She began. "But we have to catch that werewolf...and if we are to do so then there is no better time then now when he can not transform." She continued. "Therefore, I have decided to request the aide of you and Terren." She paused. "Don't fail me...it's a simple task...you are only to discover his whereabouts…you may go now." When he was gone her secretary walked in.

"Taiki Light, the president of Desires Inc., called." She began. "He says that Mamoru Chiba of Chiba Technology Corporation has asked for us to organize the events of his Gala that will launch the presentation of his newest product as well as his merger with Motions Tech. He says that the project is well worth over a million and that you would probably want all precedence over this one." She finished.

"Hmmm…see what I have open and schedule a meeting for me to meet this Mr. Chiba at my office here as soon as possible…in fact, I want to see him this Friday…make it happen."

~*~

Mamoru Chiba walked into the Designing Inc. building at about 11:00 in the morning on Friday. He had to admit that based on the way the company building looked on the inside, he was glad that he had asked for their assistance in catering his "gala" as he called it. Though he was slightly confused as to why his meeting would be at Designing Inc instead of the Desire Inc. Building, he assumed that perhaps it was because Desire Inc. had decorated this building and wanted to show him an example of their work.

He walked into the circular crystal elevator that stood in the midst of the lobby. The back panel of the elevator was made of platinum steel and he smiled at the fact that the elevator itself must have cost a bundle. He pressed the button on the golden panel for the 8th floor and leaned against the wall as the elevator proceeded to take him up.

As he went up he was able to glance at all the floors through the glass because the elevator went through the center of each and every floor; he was a slightly curious about the forth floor, being that it's contents were hidden from the passenger elevator. He wished he had his wolf sight right now, although something told him that he still would not be able to see past the walls.

He finally reached his floor of destination and sighed as he walked out of the elevator. It was time to put on his human innocent like appearance. He walked into the huge waiting room where a secretary sat at a desk typing something or another on her computer.

"I'm here for an 11:00 appointment." He stated, getting her attention. Her eyes perked up almost immediately and noted his appearance.

"Mr. Chiba I presume." She said to him. "Yes, she's wrapping up a meeting with another client at the moment, she'll be with you shortly."

"She?" He asked confused.

"Oh, I'm sorry, didn't anyone inform you?"

"I thought I was meeting with the President of Desire Inc., Mr. Light."

"Oh no, you're meeting with the silent owner, Usagi Tsukino." The secretary informed him. "She only handles our bigger clients." She finished.

"I see." Mamoru finished and sat down on one of the couches. He couldn't say that he was too delighted at this new piece of information; he didn't enjoy working with women, a good fuck was the extent of their use.

"I'll let her know you're here." She added as she pressed a button on her desk. "Ms. Tsukino, Mr. Chiba of Chiba Tech is here to see you." His ears perked up at the soft, yet sensual voice.

"Thank-you Rachel." She replied. "I'm just wrapping up with Seiya."

~*~

"So that should be about all, everything will go fine I'm sure." She said with a smile.

"Thanks Usa, I really hope nothing goes wrong now…Katarina was so worried when they cancelled" He smiled at her. "I know you're busy and all, you really didn't have to do this...and for free!" He continued in an exasperated voice.

"Someone has to look after you." She paused. "Now get outta here ya little runt...I have a real meeting to attend to now."

"Look who's talking little." He commented as he stood up to leave and open the door just in time to avoid a shoe that was thrown across the room, it ended up on the floor right in front of Mamoru. He curiously picked up the shoe just after Usagi walked out of the room throwing her fist in the air.

"I'll get you for that one Seiya! See if I do your wedding for free!" She said and then in a frustrated tone walked up to Mamoru who was now standing. "I believe that's my shoe you're holding." She pointed to the shoe in his hand. He handed it to her and watched as she took it and walked back into the office. She came out seconds later. "You're supposed to follow me." She said to him in an annoyed tone. He quickly followed her into the office and sat down in one of the leather chairs.

She had what he thought to be a remarkable office with great taste. However he thought it odd that this didn't even look like an office really, more like a place of comfort; there was no desk. She sat down in the leather chair across from him and brought up her leg to put her shoe on. He took note of her appearance; her long white golden hair was up in a ponytail, some of its tendrils coming to fall over her blue eyes. It was her long legs that peaked out from her suit that caught most of his attention.

"Is there something here that interests you?" She asked him as she caught his glare at her legs.

"Perhaps." He commented. I wonder what she would taste like.

" What are you thinking Chiba-san…or is it Mr. Chiba?"

"Mr. Chiba is fine, I'm not native to this area. I was, however, wondering how it was that your previous appointment came to get your services for free...and that perhaps I may follow the same path to free up my monetary obligations." She knew what he was implying; but she was surprised that he wasted no time in applying it.

"That, Mr. Chiba." She paused. "Was my brother Seiya Tsukino." She continued. "I do not see how I would profit by making my dear little brother pay for my services."

"I see."

"Well, let's get down to business shall we." She said with a smile as she got up from her seat and went to a shelf to pull out her leatherwork folder. He watched as her body flexed in her suit while she stretched upward to reach the folder that was above her height. "OK, first of all, when do you want to schedule a meeting at your residence?"

"Excuse me?"

"Well, I can nor very well make plans if I have yet to see your home now can I Mr. Chiba?" She added. He wasn't sure, but her smile looked a little too sensuous, almost seductive even.

"But of course."

"So when can I visit, or better yet, when is this gala of yours? What time frame do I have to work with?"

"My Gala is at the end of this month, so you have about a month to make all the arrangements." He replied. "Furthermore, you can meet with me at my house on Monday at noon."

"Wait a minute, let me see what I have free." She commented as she arose and went to a panel in the wall. She pressed a button and the secretary's voice came on. "Rachel?" She asked as she leaned on the wall and shifted her body against it.

"Yes Ms. Tsukino?"

"Am I free at noon on the up coming Monday?" She asked.

"Just a minute Ms. Tsukino." She replied. "No…but you are free for 1:00."

"Alright then, I will be having a meeting with Mr. Chiba at his mansion at that time, so pencil it in. Thank-you." She finished. "Budget?" She asked as she walked over to her seat subtly; his eyes followed the sultriness in her movements.

"N-no limit." He said in almost a daze. What the hell is wrong with you? He snapped at himself.

"I assure you that I am only after your best interest and I will not make an effort to squander your money and leave you broke." She said to him as she crossed her legs. "So I will be bringing a few ideas with me when I come to your home...oh, how big is the room?"

"We 3000 square feet." He commented.

"Well then, I guess we have a meeting. I'll see you on Monday Mr. Chiba." She said as she stood to shake his hand.

"Please, call me Mamoru." He replied as he shook her hand.

"You may call me...Ms. Tsukino." She said with a smile. "I really don't like to use familiarities when I'm doing business." She walked him to the door. As soon as he stepped out he snapped out of his stupor.

What the hell was that? I feel like I've just stepped out of a fucking dream. He walked towards the elevator. Hmmm… How odd. There must be something about her…Perhaps I am merely overexagerrating the situation…in any matter I guess I've met my newest client and if I'm lucky…my newest meal.

~*~

"Did you get the flowers I sent you?" Diamond asked as he followed closely behind Usagi and into her mansion.

"Yes, I did." She sighed.

"Usagi, did I ever tell you how beautiful you are?" He asked her.

"For the hundredth time this night Diamond." She replied rather annoyed as she walked into her kitchen and checked the fridge.

"Is something the matter?"

"Don't you ever get tired of the same thing night after night?"

"You mean me?"

"Precisely...you say the same exact things everyday, where's the creativity in that?" She asked him.

"I'm sorry Usako, I didn't realize you felt that way."

"Don't call me that! You are not my lover." She snapped. "My fucking name is Serenity to you! You got that? Damnit!" She attempted to keep her voice level as she walked out of the kitchen with a bottle of wine. His obsession with her was beginning to become rather exasperating; he was like a pain in her side. He followed her into the den. "And will you stop following me!" She continued as she plopped onto the couch and opened the bottle. "I want space...and I don't just mean I want you to sit on the other couch." She said a she swindled a bit of the wine.

She looked at his dejected form and began to feel a little bad about her behavior. "Look, I'm sorry I yelled at you Diamond, but you're wasting your time waiting on me." She paused. "I'll never love you in that way. Such a sweet attitude should not be exhausted on me…it's not you…it's me…I'm just not the right woman for you."

"How do you know what is the right woman for me?"

"Diamond your naiveté is pissing me off." She spat vehemently as she stood, bottle in hand. "You know better that to think I don't know the truth."

"I see." He tightened his fists at his side.

"Now, if you don't mind I need some rest." She said as she walked away. "See yourself out." She finished.

~*~

The next morning found Usagi standing at the door to the Chiba Residence, leather workbook and notepad in hand. She straightened her skirt with a sigh before knocking on the door.

"Good Morning, I'm here to see Mr. Chiba." She said when a tall man with blond hair answered the door.

"He's been expecting you." He said almost in a daze as he looked at her. "D-do come in." He finally managed to stutter. She smiled opulently as she brushed past him. He followed her and led her to the den where Mamoru was sitting in his chair awaiting her.

"Ms. Tsukino I presume." He said without turning to look at her.

"How did you know?" She asked him subtly.

"Your perfume." He simply stated. I never forget a scent. She sat down in the chair opposite him, ready to get down to business.

"Shall we?" She asked him softly