I was working in the studio one sunny afternoon on the new song Kyohei told me to write. 'A simple love song' he said. 'It should be easy' he said. WRONG. I've been sitting in this damn chair for three hours and don't even have a single word written down! Even though Takashi and I have been dating for a few months, love songs seem to be harder and harder to write.

The door to the studio opens and in walks Takashi. "Hey Scarlett." He walks up behind me and rests his hands gently on my shoulders.

"Hey Taka. What's up?" I ask.

"Just came to see how my favorite ghost writer was doing." He says then gently taps kisses down my neck.

I smile, knowing what he wants but he's not going to get it. Kyohei would be super pissed if he found out that I was slacking off with Takashi.

"Takashi, not now… I have to finish writing…" I say, not wanting him to stop but needing him to.

"It looks to me that you haven't even started yet. Why don't you… take a break?" he whispers deeply in my ear, placing a kiss on my earlobe.

"I can't. Kyohei is already pissed off at me for taking too long on the last song. I need to finish this one by Tuesday."

"It's Sunday. You have two day until it needs to be done. Take a break with me for a few minutes." He spins the office chair around and lifts me off of it by grabbing my wrists and walking backwards. "There you go. Good girl."

"Takashi—"

"Shhh, Scarlett. Don't speak." He presses his index fingers to my lips. I shake off his grip still on my wrist and turn to walk towards the desk again. "Ah, I see. So that's how you want to play?"

"I'm not playing." I nearly spit.

"Yes, you are. You are in my book anyways." He grabs my shoulder and turns me around.

He forces his lips on to mine passionately and I give up and give in to his sweet, hypnotizing kiss. He pulls my waist closer to him as I wrap my arms loosely around his neck. We back up until I hit the desk and Takashi easily lifts me up onto it and stands in-between my legs, still kissing me.

His tongue greedily asks for permission to enter my mouth and I comply. Our tongues are doing a dance while we enjoy our time together alone, without Nagi or the others. As soon as I finish that thought, the studio door bursts open.

"Taka! We are ready to record—" Kota stops mid-sentence and I look up. His mouth and eyes are wide open.

"What's going on Ko?" I hear Kyohei ask.

"Um… Scar and Taka were… um… just making out…"

"Who was making out?" I hear Nagito's voice come in to range.

"Scarlett and Takashi." Kyohei replies, sounding angry. I really messed up this time.

"That's not fair! I want to make out with Scarlett too!"

"Shut up Nagi!" and that would be Iori.

"Scarlett! I you are supposed to be working on that new love song! It's due Tuesday!" Kyohei scolds as he comes in-between Takashi and I.

"Sorry Kiyo. Taka came in here and I tried to get him to stop but he wouldn't leave me alone so we ended up like this. I'm really sorry Kiyohei."

"Don't let it happen again. Let's go Taka."

"Fine." Everyone leaves and then I hear Taka's voice on the other side of the door. "Hang on. I forgot my notebook in the studio. Let me grab it real quick." The door opens and closes with a soft click.

He walks up to me and I look back at him with a devious smirk on my face. "There is no notebook, is there?"

"How'd you know?" he says in mock-innocence. "C'mere…" he grabs my waist and pulls me close, lips crashing down onto mine.