Note:
Tah dah!! Here ya go, Chiaki!! hope u likey!! And yes, I continue stretching out the time in which you almost meet Shikamaru. -sigh- Oh well. :)
I do not own Shikamaru Nara. MMk? The rest, sure.
"Shika-Shika." She said, sitting at a fancy chair that was most likely carried there to accomodate her. Today, Yumi Watanabe was dressed in an elegant green silk, knee length dress. The dress was strapless, and had some gold embroidery on it. She was wearing a golden 'shrug' over it. Her shoes-- ballet slippers-- were golden, expensive, and designer. Probably 8 by Hachiko.
"........" He was too lazy to correct her and tell him to call him Shikamaru, instead of his stage name. He sank into a plush couch.
"Nara-san, we have come to discuss the details--"
"Now, now, Ayako. Introduce yourself first." The petite girl sitting next to Yumi Watanabe had a short layered haircut. Her shoulder lenght black hair had thin blue streaks in it, and it appeared she was wearing contacts of the palest, coldest blue.
"I am Ayako Enpitsu. ((Ayako "Pencil" -laughs-)) I am an intern at Yumi Watanabe's House of Bishie, Inc. I studied at Nihongo U, and earned my degree in--"
"That's enough, Ayako, Shika-Shika is easily bored." Yumi cautioned.
"Anyways, I'm here to inform you of the rules." She looked at him, waiting for a response.
"...." There appearantly was none. Or he was just lazy. Ayako decided to ignore his silence.
Ayako cleared her throat. "The Rules that must be followed when a bishie and a female non-lover, wife, girlfriend, one-night stand, sister, cousin, mother, grandmother, et cetera; are for the bishie's protection. The Rules the Bishie must follow are: Do not sell your body. Do not allow her to look at you/take pictures of you or otherwise observe you unclothed." She looked up at him, as if to confirm he wasn't dead and that he could hear her. "She is not to 'suck it', or otherwise interact with your reproductive organ... You are to discourage physical contact, no hugs, as that could cause Yumi to lose money... No 'french ones', not even a simple peck on the cheek. You are not to see her unclothed, or skantily clad. As a matter of fact....." Shikamaru stopped listening. He looked at her face expressionlessly, nodding absently as he pulled out a ciggarette, lit it, and began to smoke lazily. Yumi placed her hand on Ayako's shoulder.
"Ayako, he's had enough. He's not going to listen. Just tell him the short version." Yumi said, sounding amused. Ayako narrowed her eyes at Shikamaru.
"She's a girl. She is most likely a fangirl. Treat her as such." Then she stood, and helped her boss, Yumi, up.
"Bye Shika-Shika. Oh, Ayako." She said, as they were halfway to the door.
"Yes, Watanabe-sama?"
"Hand him the information sheet and profile of the lucky fangirl!" Ayako removed a blue folder from a rather large grey bag, and out-streched her arm toward Shikamaru. Shikamaru remained on the couch. He didn't move. Ayako sighed, and walked toward him. She handed him the folder, walked back, and opened the door for her boss. They left, as Shikamaru regarded the folder warily.
.:Meanwhile...
As Shikamaru engaged the blue folder in a staring contest, Chiaki was lounging at Sweets. She was waiting for someone from Yumi's House of Bishie to brief her regarding her month-long stay with Shikamaru Nara. Agent Kiku was polishing up the bar, because Sweets was relativly empty. There was no bishie performing, as Uryu was off filming a movie, Mugen was starring in a pirate soap-opera opposite some actress named Fuu; and every other bishie had somewhere to be other than at Sweets.
Actually, there was only five people in there that weren't part of the staff. Chiaki sat up when a sixth approached the club. It was an ebony-haired petit girl, that reminded Chiaki of Mitzi. /she hoped it was her that was the employee from Yumi's House of Bishies. She had been waiting for over an hour, here!! The short, blue-eyed serious assitant went to Agent Kiku. Agent Kiku pointed at Chiaki, as Chiaki pretended to read ITALICIOUS: HOW HOT IS HE?? (AN ESSAY ABOUT ITACHI UCHIHA) by her friend Asuka. It was an article she had written for BISHONEN WEEKLY, but it seemed the magazine had no intention of publishing it.
The short, black-haired girl walked to Chiaki, and sat across from her.
"You are Midorikawa Chiaki, right?" Asked Ayako, stifly.
"Yeah. Are you from Yumi's House of Bishie?" Chiaki asked, wary. Fangirls were always trying to bribe her to allow them "free time" with a bishie she was suppposed to be protecting.
"Yes. I am Ms. Watanabe's assistant. My name is Ayako."
"Hi. So--"
"Okay. These are the "Rules of Conduct: Privileged Fangirls--"
"I already know what they are. I am a B.B., A Bishie Bodyguard. I had to take several memorization classes before I could be employed by Yumi's House of Bishie." Chiaki stated, solemnly.
"Oh." Ayako didn't quite know what to say. And to think, she had prepared a long lecture on rules and the consequences, but all that had just gone to waste. Poor Ayako.
"Where's the penthouse?" Chiaki asked, after a quick glance at her palm. Asuka had scribbled things for Chiaki to ask in barely legibile handwriting. In Sharpie.
Ayako sighed. She was still slightly depressed. "Here. Just come with me. I'll take you there."
END OF CHAPTER 3
Why? Because I got tired of typing...
NEXT TIME: Chiaki and Shikimaru finally meet. Yayss!!
Review if you are kind.
-Kijo Asuka