Ugh... I apologize for how long it took me to update this. I seriously was not feeling the love for this story... But as the last chapter, it is necessary to finish so I can finally put that "Complete" tag on it :)

Anyways, I capitalized on a burst of motivation. It probably could be better since I don't love the ending, but overall I captured everything I wanted to. Hopefully it's as enjoyable to you as the other chapters were.

Attraction 8: Camaraderie

"Hello darling."

"Misaki?" Kanami exclaimed.

Her eyes widened in surprise and her mouth fell open to form a perfect circle. She could not believe she just walked in to see her best friend sitting at her desk, working; only wearing a lacy red bra. She didn't even know Misaki owned any underwear like that... Misaki always refused, squeamish and embarrassed when she pressured her to buy some sexy lingerie...

"Yes? What is it?"

"Where are all your clothes?"

"Oh, here and there," she answered airily with a wave of her hand.

"I can see that. I meant why..."

"Isn't that quite obvious?" Misaki inquired with a beguiling smile. "It's hot in here."

"Well put your clothes on," Kanami hissed. "What if someone else had walked in on you like this? For example, your commander, Horai."

"Tsk tsk, don't be such a worrywart. Only you would be such a dear and come check up on me at such a late hour."

Kanami rolled her eyes, unable to believe that this was really Misaki who she was speaking to. Unfortunately, Misaki wasn't listening - at least not when it came to her instructions. Instead of getting up out of her seat to put her clothes on, she delicately avoided the corner of her desk with a sway of her hips. When she was cleared from behind, Misaki sauntered towards her like she was a model on a catwalk...

Aghast that she was behaving this way, Kanami could not figure out what had come over her. That she would saunter around in sexy lingerie, in the middle of her own office. Not to mention that it was quite disturbing to watch her emulate sexy poses; her ability to pull off poses that even gravure models would be jealous of. She could already imagine all the aroused men and nosebleed sessions Misaki would cause.

"Stop that!" hissed Kanami. "What in the world is wrong with you?"

"Nothing is wrong with me," she replied with a pout. "You're the one who always complained that I was a prude. Now I'm just proving you wrong."

"I happen to like the fact that you're a prude. It gives me something to tease you about. Besides, this is not what I meant when I mentioned trying something new."

"Aww, what's wrong?" Misaki inquired with a smile. "You're going to get wrinkles right here if you don't stop frowning."

"Please don't use my own words on me."

Kanami sighed. This was getting nowhere. Misaki was still playing around in her underwear - a scene she never imagined she would ever see. Not only that, but she didn't seem to find anything amiss with the situation... She was at work for crying out loud!

She was startled from her thoughts as she felt Misaki lightly put her arm across her shoulder. Kanami raised an eyebrow as she stared at her friend. Misaki smiled coquettishly without saying a word. The only thing she did was put her other arm on her other shoulder.

"Ne..."

"What now?" Kanami asked with exasperation as Misaki was drawing light swirls across her back with her fingertips.

"You know, we've been friends forever... Right?"

"Since high school, yeah. What's your point?"

"Then you must know a lot about me, just like I know a lot about you," Misaki replied.

"True, and the one thing I know is that the Misaki I befriended would never act like this."

"Times change..."

"Not likely," Kanami muttered.

"You are the one who complains that I'm a prude, regardless of what you say now."

"And you know just as well I do that I meant your wardrobe choice, not your crazy decision to scamper around half naked in your own office - which you happen to share."

"You're talking in circles," complained Misaki. "This isn't what I wanted to discuss."

"Oh?"

Kanami thought she had seen it all when she had seen this, but Misaki had to take it to a whole new level. She stomped her foot with displeasure, not unlike a petulant child. If it weren't for the fact that she was clinging to her clad only in her underwear, Kanami would have laughed at the whole situation.

"What I wanted to talk about is us..."

"What's there to talk about? I think we should talk about getting you back into your clothes," Kanami retorted.

"Well we've been friends for ages..."

"We already talked about this."

"Yes, but don't you think it's time we took things a little further?" Misaki inquired.

She wasn't sure she wanted to know what she meant, but she already knew when Misaki batted her eyelashes at her. Where in the world did she learn to do such things? Though she teased about her prudish tendencies, in no way had she ever desired for Misaki to become this... Sex-crazed, flamboyant creature that she was now.

Just as Misaki leaned in to kiss her, Kanami quickly pulled up her hand and gave her a strong karate chop on the head. Misaki flinched and pulled away, surprised by the reaction. Kanami pushed her away and stepped back, a stern expression on her face.

"What was that for?" Misaki whined, rubbing her head.

"That was for you behaving like an idiot. Now get your clothes on."

"Aww... You don't have to be so mean about it."

"Get," Kanami stated, her voice leaving no room for arguments.

"Okay..."

"And make it snappy or I'll leave you behind."

"Where are we going?" Misaki inquired.

"Supper, which is why I came to begin with."

"Oh... Okay!"

Kanami watched with amazement as Misaki quickly scrambled back to her desk to get her clothes back on. She had no idea what had overcome her, but Kanami was not going to let her stay that way. She just wouldn't be Misaki. Before they made their way home for the evening, she would make sure she returned to her senses.

Until then, she was forced to put up with Misaki's antics... Which started with her rushing around her desk and glomping onto her back. Kanami let her hang on for just a moment, as she was sure this would be the only time Misaki tried to hug her. Then, she pushed her away.

"Behave yourself."

"Ne, where are we going?" Misaki asked.

"Anywhere you want, my treat. But only if you behave yourself."

"Yay! Kanami, you're the best!"

Smiling, Kanami let her latch onto her arm before the two of them walked out of the office. Hopefully, the temptation of good food would be enough to bring her back to her senses. On top of that, she hoped that this would be the last she saw of the flirtatious Misaki - she was a handful. And if she was extra lucky, Misaki would not remember a thing regarding her acts of insanity when the next morning rolled around...

A/N: And that's a wrap~

"Gravure" model is typically associated with swimsuit models, but work in a variety of media forms ranging from glossy men's magazines to DVD idol movies (from wiki). Just in case you weren't familiar with that term. Basically all you need to know is that Misaki is pulling off seductive moves on Kanami... Ahaha~

Anyways, thanks to everyone who read and/or reviewed this story ^^ It was really fun at the start and the motivation towards it slowly diminished, but I managed to finish. That alone I'm pleased with. I'll admit that there were better chapters than others, just because of who showed up, but overall, I think everything turned out nicely. So thanks again for the support!