Morg: Heyo! Sorry it took me so long to get back to this story. This chapter has been playing around in my head for a while so I decided to bump it up in the line up and write it.

Ikuto: Oh good, because I've been waiting forever to know!

Amu: I am perfectly okay with you taking all the time you need.

Morg: Um thanks? To both of you?

Ikuto: Not a problem.

Amu: Oh whatever! You don't own us! I won't let you get to me!

~Writing Love~

Oh no! Oh no, no, no, no, no! Oh shit! Aw shit! This was bad. This was very, very bad! She was screwed! How could she have made this mistake? Amu sat at her computer with her head in her hands and a screen pulled up with her latest reviews on it. The one that sent her into a frenzy read:

Tsukiyomi-sama? As in Tsukiyomi Ikuto? HOLY SHIT! You work for him? That's amazing!

I'm so jealous! You lucky whore! Just kidding about the whore part!

I really love your stories! Please keep writing! And you have to tell me if you're actually doing these things with him! I have to know! AWWWW UPDATE!

No one was supposed to know. She didn't mean to let his name slip in. Why oh why didn't she read the chapter over before she posted it? Amu knew why. She'd been too embarrassed over the fact that she'd written it. Well now it was too little too late. Sure her readers would know, but Ikuto couldn't possibly ever find out. There was no way that such a gorgeous and hot man would even know that such a website existed. He probably never had to work to get some action from any woman before. She was safe.

Ikuto smirked as he watched Amu stare in horror at her computer. Apparently letting his name slip was not intentional. Strange how he found himself not minding the fact that she was still calling him Tsukiyomi-sama so much today. He rather liked the way it flowed seductively off her tongue. Needing to stop before she became suspicious of him, Ikuto couldn't help but continuously put himself near her just to hear her ask 'Is there anything else, Tsukiyomi-sama?'. His mind instantly went back to that delicious chapter she'd written and he wondered if her mind did the same. Wouldn't that be ironic? Both of them thinking the same thing at the same time. He hoped to God that was what was happening.

This is what made Ikuto so torn. Did he want to confront Amu or not? Should he tell her that he knew? If he did that she might not write anymore. He wanted to know what she thought was going to happen between the characters of her story, which just happened to be him and her. The other thought that nagged him was whether or not she actually wanted him to be saying and doing those things to her. Ikuto was happy to oblige but something told him that she wasn't actually looking for that at the moment.

In the end, he didn't say anything because he didn't know what to say. 'Hey there Amu, so I saw that you posted a story about you and I having office sex online. Want to give it a shot?' Somehow that sounded horrible just in his mind. She'd probably quit and Ikuto definitely didn't want that. He felt angry just thinking about her writing about her and some other man. Not okay.

With that thought in mind, Ikuto realized his hands were tied. He couldn't let her know that he knew. She'd leave and he didn't want that. Besides, she was a great assistant.

Amu knew that she had to make up for her slip up somehow. An author's note at the top of the next chapter should do the trick. She had other work to do but she opened the blank document to start writing anyhow. It wasn't as if she wasn't going to get her work done before she went home anyways.

Hey guys! So I slipped up in the last chapter. I never meant to put his name in there, but just so you all know, we don't have that type of relationship. It's strictly boss/assistant. I don't want it any other way. Sorry for any confusion! I hope you like the next chapter!

~Office Romance~

The young secretary typed away at her computer, all the while feeling her boss' eyes upon her. It wasn't surprising considering that her boss demanded that she dress casual for the day. At first the assistant hadn't understood what her boss meant by casual. Now that she working at her desk naked, the meaning was all too clear. She couldn't disagree less she be fired and there was no way that she could find another job. Concentrating on her work, however, was becoming more and more difficult throughout the day. There was no fear of anyone seeing her so exposed considering that no one else ventured into Tsukiyomi-sama's area of the office building without invite.

Ikuto watched as she typed away on her computer. There was no possible way that she was typing that furiously because she was working on actual work. He smirked knowing that there would be a new chapter for him to read that night and he could only hope it was from the story he starred in. Hmmm…. She made his evenings more bearable this way. Being in his large home all alone was sort of depressing. At least this way, he felt like he had a connection to the outside world. If only he had a cat. One that would come around sometimes.

Amu took a break with a beat red face. Tsukiyomi-sama had just given his assistant some help with her 'work' and Amu was trying really hard not to think about it. Of course, the scene had been written out so that it was actually taking place at/on her desk. It was hard not to imagine it actually happening.

This game that Ikuto was playing was quite fun for him. Every time he'd walk by her, she'd hurry and click down the window that she'd been working on so that it looked as if she was just checking her email. Her boss knew better, though. It wasn't hard for him to figure out that she was typing up a new chapter. Ikuto was quite enjoying the fact that he was behaving convincingly innocent. She had no idea that he knew.

Then she posted the chapter.

Ikuto had to grab a roll of toilet paper from his private bathroom to stop his nose bleed. Holy shit! Of course, the part at the beginning where she said that she didn't want anymore than a working relationship with him was a slight turn off, but the rest of the chapter made up for that ten fold. Time to have some fun.

He finished the chapter and cleaned up his face before making his way out of his office and over to Amu's desk. She was dutifully working on work now and didn't need to hurry and click to a different screen. Ikuto made sure to speak very professionally to her. "Amu, I've been doing some research on keeping the workplace a happy place. What do you think about having casual Fridays?"

Amu froze. His words repeated in her mind over and over again. There was no way he knew. She needed to relax before he got concerned. "If that's what you think is best, Tsukiyomi-sama. How causal are you thinking?"

Ikuto smirked as he let his eyes slide down her body a little ways. He couldn't go far considering that she was seated at her desk but he made sure to go as far as he could before bringing his gaze back to her eyes. He swore she was blushing. "Jeans and a nice shirt should do it. No point in dressing up like you every other day for just a Friday when we aren't that busy. If there is a meeting or something with another branch then I'll let you know ahead of time."

Amu nodded her head. "Is there anything else, Tsukiyomi-sama?"

"I'll have some things for you to file in a little bit. That's all for now."

Amu nodded her head again before looking back to her screen. Ikuto had no option but to return to his office and dig through his paperwork to find anything for her to file. Luckily he came up with some easy stuff that he only needed to sign before she could file them. At least now he didn't look like an idiot for telling her that he had some. Deciding that it was enough for now, Ikuto made his way back out of his office and over to Amu's desk. "File these when you have a chance. No rush."

Amu nodded and finished whatever it was that she was typing before she headed off to the file room. That damn room that started all of her problems. The one where she first started fantasizing about her boss. If only her readers knew half of the stuff that went through her mind every time she so much as looked at the damn man. He put her mind deep into the gutter with every look he gave her. Then he had to just go and ask about casual Fridays. Amu was already sweating from writing that freaking chapter! She just about had a heart attack.

Ikuto sauntered towards the file room. Time to up the ante. "Amu, I forgot to give you these as well."

She spun to grab the papers out of her boss's hands without actually looking at them. Ikuto held them for just a moment as she pulled on them before he released them. In that one moment she looked up into his eyes and he lost all control of his body. She was beautiful.

"Is that all, Tsukiyomi-sama?"

"No, get on your knees."

Amu froze. Her eyes opened wider as she stared up at him. "W-what?"
Ikuto sighed. It was too soon. "I said, no. Just file these."

With her legs feeling like jelly, Amu finished the task and returned to her desk. She was a bit wobbly on the way back but she managed it. The papers she'd just put away were probably in the wrong files since she'd been unable to focus. Those chapters had to stop. They were interfering with her too much. How could she have mistaken what he'd said to her? Why did she feel so disappointed that she'd misheard? There was no way that she wanted to do those things with him. Right? It was a boss/assistant relationship. She didn't want it to go further. Right?

Amu's head sunk into her arms as she tried to get a grip on herself. There would be no more updating for at least a few days, but at least she could check her email. There were a couple new ones telling her to update again soon but a new reader caught her eye. The review was from XxXDevilXLynxXx (Actual person that reviews my stories! Check them out!) It read:

Seducing Strawberry, you should definitely check to see if your boss is interested. You never know! ;3

Whoever this person was, Amu doubted they knew anything about her boss. There was no way that Ikuto would ever be interested in a girl like her. He was gorgeous and she was normal, plain, nothing special and down right ordinary. All the way from her toes to her pink hair. So her hair wasn't that ordinary, but it still didn't put her in the same league as her boss. He was above and beyond most of the people in existence and if she thought there was any possibility that he'd want to do even one of the things she thought about, well… then maybe. No! She had to stop thinking that way. It was never going to happen.

Ikuto knew that reviewing was risky, but he couldn't help it. He had an account and there was nothing on it anywhere that pointed to the fact that it was indeed him. She'd never find out so he had to at least tell her what he thought about everything she wrote, even if she didn't know it was actually his opinion. God in Heaven, she turned him on. Pretty soon he was going to have to start avoiding her or he'd slip up and reveal that he knew. Then again, that might not be a bad thing. If she knew that he knew then things could lead to different things and… he needed to get a life. Amu said that she wasn't interested in her opening note and she didn't act any different to him now. It was never going to happen. Well, at least not in real life. He could always read about it the next time she updated.

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Morg: Well there you have it. Chapter two.

Ikuto: I like the idea of casual wear.

Amu: I bet you do. Pervert.

Morg: You're the one that made it up, Amu.

Ikuto: Yeah! You're the one writing all the smut!

Amu: How can you even think that? Morg is the one writing the story!

Morg: Don't put this on me! You did it!

Ikuto: Yes you did! Time to pay for being naughty.

Amu: I didn't do anything!

Morg: Review please, then maybe Ikuto can teach Amu a thing or two about what's appropriate and what's not.