ANYWAY… I HATE OFFICES… I LOVE THEIR ATTIRE… WHILE READING THIS, PLEASE IMAGINE MOMIJI WEARING THE TRENDIEST OFFICE ATTIRE THERE IS IN EARTH! HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA….. I LOVE IT WHEN MOMIJI IS SERIOUS.

I don't own furuba….. just read on… I'm becoming so talkative again… enjoy!

Momiji sat down on his office table. After he had decided to go home to rest, (actually he thought it as an excuse to get away from Kaori) anyways, whatever reason he had, he had done it anyway. Going back, as he sat down in his office, the usual paper work needs to be done: A lot of papers to be signed, lots to be considered and lots of blah… blah… blah… a typical office day: even on a Saturday.

As his secretary assisted him in those stupid works (yeah… really stupid), to be honest, she was really surprised to see her boss diligently doing his work like a determined school boy who had a hard time in math. But, she just admired his cuteness (just like the other girl employees on the building), he really looked so cute doing his work, and the more you stare at him, he seemed to be like a full grown and matured man…. Oh…. He's so handsome that it'll make you swoon.

"Ah, I'm already finished with my work, here, you can already submit them," he told her. His secretary's face instantly turned bright red. "Is something wrong?"

"No! Mr. President!" she said "I'll be going," then paused, "sorry to m-make you worry about me…" she said in the most inaudible voice she could ever make. Her head was full of romance stories about office workers falling in-love.

Momiji just watched her leave his office, and when she had gone, he sighed. Being popular with girls is bad, then he suddenly thought of his cousins, Maybe they must've had a hard time too… he smiled at the thought.

His office was big and spacious. Probably, he had the biggest room in the whole building. He stared outside his window. He saw nothing but endless buildings. His eyes softened. He thought of Tohru, and wherever she is with Kyo. He thought of Kaori, he admitted he had feelings for her when they were in college but, when she and Kenji got together he decided to let go of his feelings for her, believing that one day, there would be a girl worthy of him. And as the years pass… he gave up on the idea that there would be anybody he would love, that he resolved in loving Tohru, she and she only.

But, if there was anything, he couldn't forget the caressing touch he felt the night he became drunk. He felt somebody take care of him, gently brushing the hair away from his face.

"Sayuri…" He murmured. "Who are you, really?"

There was a knock on his room. "Come in," he ordered. It was his father who came in.

"Father," he said.

"Sorry for interrupting your thoughts, but where exactly did you go last night? I've been calling your condo unit last night, where have you been?"

"I just visited a friend,"

"Really? But Kaori said that you had some traces of--"

"Wine?"

"Yeah…"

"I'm sorry but I've drunk in a friend's house, you should have tasted the sake they had prepared,"

"You met Momo this morning right?"

"Together with her friends," Momiji paused, thinking of the next thing he could say, "You know what, her friends had mistaken me as her older brother,"

His father gave him a sly smile, "So Momiji-kun, what do you like to tell me then? Are you trying to tell me that I can reveal everything to Momo and your mother?"

"Then why can't you?" Momiji looked at him straight in the eye "My curse had already been broken!"

"Broken or not, it isn't enough to bring back some things that are meant to be that way, I've decided it already Momiji-kun, that neither your mother nor Momo will ever know about you,"

Momiji felt his fists tighten. From the start, he had already known this, there's no denying that he had agreed to this before, but there are some times that he wished to hug his mother so tight, and Momo too. As he relaxed, his father put some things on his office desk.

"Here are some things I wanted you to work on…" He told him. "This is our chance to monopolize the industry,"

Momiji looked at the things his father had put on his desk. "Are you still serious in overthrowing the Yasuhara business from the industry?"

"Yes, especially now, rumor has it that there is one possible heir who is capable of inheriting their company,"

"Heir?"

"Don't tell me you didn't know about the tragedy that struck the main Yasuhara family?"

"Tell me,"

Momiji watched his father clear his throat then he began narrating "The Yasuhara family is one of the influential families in Japan during my time, but then a tragedy struck the family. Even if the Yasuhara family had brought a lot of wealth and honor to the country, there are still some people who didn't like Katsutoshi Yasuhara, the head of the family. He succeeded his father when he was young. He married Yuko Kamiya and had four children. People said that he was a tyrant and merciless with his servants, so his servants made an uprising, and while the Yasuhara had thrown a banquet for the success of a new business venture, their servants had turned against them, they killed every member of Katsutoshi's family,"

"But father you said, there is still a possible heir,"

"Yes, Yuko was able to escape but her children and husband were reported to be dead, but, the rumor says that the youngest member of the family is still alive… if I remembered it right her name is Saie,"

"Saie…?"

"Yes, but, she wouldn't be a threat, after all, I'm just trying my best to bring this company to the top of its game and I'm appointing you as the player of the game. The battle plan is to merge with the Tawaraya family then overthrow the Yasuhara and the Kamiya family,"

"Is this the reason why Kenji and Kaori broke up?" Momiji demanded his father.

"I know nothing of their relationship, it is all settled then, I'll have you marry Kaori-san, and then you can be introduced properly to your mother and sister,"

"But, father--"

"Please, if ever you are in-love with someone now, other than Kaori, I suggest that you must forget her now,"

Momiji remembered the touch he felt from a girl named Sayuri. If this situation doesn't have any escape, well, he had no choice but to obey.

"Oh, and one more thing, I hope you'll hire a personal assistant, somebody who can help you in the office, I believe your secretary is no good…" his father added.

There he was standing, watching his father walk towards the door, watching him open it, then go out, and then closed it again. He is alone now, he looked out at the window, and he was now watching the sun setting down. He looked at the papers his father just put down on the table. Those things can wait, he thought.

--&--

The night lights are beginning to open. After all the chaos today, he was still determined to find for the lady who had the strength to carry him home, even if he knew that is usually taller than the other guys out there, he never expected somebody did posses such strength. His face gave off a smile, and then he laughed about the thought. He tried to picture her: he imagined her having straight long hair just like Rin, except hers was tied in pigtails, and she also had white skin just like a beautiful and elegant lady and also… those blue eyes she possessed, when she scared him to death. For the first time, Momiji felt the urge to know her better, if only he could find her.

As he went to stop a cab, a woman shouted: "HELP! SOMEBODY FAINTED!"

Momiji couldn't help but look the other direction; he saw a group of people crowding over just beside him. He decided to look at what they were staring at.

They were looking at a girl with long straight black hair, she had white skin and she wore a whit bathrobe. Even though she was weak, she still managed to put her head up, and opened her blue eyes.

BINGO! I found you…

"Excuse me," Momiji said as he entered the crowd to pick her up, the girls squealed at the sight of him, SOOOO HANDSOME! I WISH I WAS THE ONE HE WAS CARRYING! When Momiji picked Sayuri up, He just smiled at the crowd then apologized for causing them trouble. And when a cab stopped in front of them, he put her inside and then he followed. Moments later, they were off.

The crowd he left stared at the taxi moving away from them with their jaws dropped. Were they filming for a movie or what?

THIS TIME… IT WOULD BE FOR REAL… REVIEWS ARE ALWAYS WELCOME…