Title: Nasal Spray
Author: LoveeDucky
Rating: PG (some language...just minor stuff, though)
Author's Note: My twist at a slightly comedic, WAFFy type of story starring Rei Hino.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Sailor Moon & Friends. But, really- isn't this now basic knowledge?
~ ~ ~ Chapter 1: Maybe I'm Just Hallucinating?
We've all had moments like mine, I'm sure. The kind where you just want to crawl under your sheets and hope that you weren't witnessed by the entire population of the world. And then reality strikes you and you're stuck thinking, 'Oh my gosh! I have to go back tomorrow!'
I, myself, have enjoyed a life containing only a few embarrassing scenarios. Being human, however, deems me susceptible to annoying antics of the worst kind. Mother Nature must really loathe me.
If only there was such a thing as a "rewind" button on the remote of life, as silly as it sounds. Then I wouldn't have to face the humiliation and mocking that had laced his voice.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I had just been hired as the secretary for a top businessman at the Berry & Berry law firm near my condominium. In my opinion, secretarial work is borderline mediocre for the type of jobs that I had been accustomed to. Unfortunately, I had no other choice but to take the job. It takes an honest day's work to keep living, and all because of that wonderful element that the world has come to know as one simple word: money.
My new boss, with his rogue-like appearance and polished style, had been furiously gesturing to me from the behind the glass pane embedded in his office door. He was folding his hand from a first into a relaxed position repeatedly around his nose. It only took a moment for the reason to come into my head. It was then that I had discovered my first mission.
I ran out of that office building like an obsessed fan after an N'Sync member. Where was that blasted drugstore anyway? It couldn't be more than three blocks away...
I continued my pace through the busy downtown streets, brushing past people with nothing but the clickity-clack of my heels on the cement to acknowledge their existence. Aha! The blue banner of my prospected site reflected onto my violet irises. My memory never ceased to fail me!
Only seconds after I had pushed through the heavy doors, I was perusing the aisles for the item I was looking for. Somewhere in my mind, my conscience was interrogating me for the motivation behind my self-induced marathon. I think it had even accused me of being attracted to the man. 'Don't be ridiculous!' I scolded myself. 'I've heard the rumors! He's just my boss, and I'm his new secretary. There's nothing wrong with that!'
My eyes scanned the products stacked neatly on the medication shelf. I had a purpose for being in this store at this moment. I didn't need my Jimminy Cricket inquiring into anything. Let's see...Tylenol, Advil, Bayer- there it was! My target had been detected.
With a triumphant smile gracing my face, I burst into my boss's office minutes later. No need to ask for permission- that had never been my style. I did everything my own way, regardless of anyone's objections, and everyone had tired of questioning me.
I watched his expression carefully, placing the object in my hand onto the sparkling mahogany wood of his desk. My smile was soon replaced with a curious frown as the impossible occurred before my eyes. As he had not been fully aware of my presence when I had first entered the room, his face had traveled from slightly vapid to total confusion.
"What's this?" he asked me, his cerulean eyes twinkling with interest.
My gaze still locked on his, I scanned his countenance for a hint of teasing. Bosses tended to be of a joking spirit, as I had learned from earlier encounters, and I had attributed his comment to be of this nature. But I found not one quirk. The man was utterly clueless.
And in answer to his apparent question, my mouth somehow formed the words,
"Nasal spray."
The roaring masculinity in his laughter stunned my senses. One of my hands even managed its way to my dubious pout. What on Mars was so funny?
"You misunderstood what I was trying to tell you, miss. I was attempting to get you to go to the main office and pick up some Kleenex. My previous client seemed to snatch my last box."
At that exact second, I couldn't decide what was more appeasing. Slapping the oaf over the head for _assuming_ that I would magically know what he had meant on my first day working for him, or sawing a square around my present standing position and falling twenty stories down.
I decided on neither. A good yell might help the situation, though.
"Don't be embarrassed," his voice cooed as he rose from his leather seat. "I haven't had a good laugh like that in a long while."
"Embarrassed? Me?" I noted to myself to refrain from using childlike sarcasm in the future.
His eyebrows turned up in amusement. I still seemed oblivious that my flushing red cheeks were giving me away.
"What was your name again, miss?"
"Rei Hino. Why do you ask?" What was _I_ asking? To stick my foot in my mouth?
"Because you're my newly-appointed secretary and I'm your curiously forgetful boss."
I let out a loud sigh, my foot tapping with nervousness as my eyes lay on the door. If I could just somehow distract him, I could run out of that door and he'd never call me back on such a trivial matter. It would probably only take a couple of seconds-
"Excuse me, sir," a milky female voice interrupted from behind the door. How had I managed to miss the beautiful blonde standing there? "Mr. Grabofsky is on line 4."
My way out, I guessed. Maybe Mother Nature didn't hate me after all.
"Thank you, Mina," he replied. It figures that the girl would have such a feminine name.
A brief moment of silence passed before I looked at him again. Had he been staring me this entire length of time? Not that there was anything unique about me. I was simply human.
"If you won't be needing me, sir, I'll be returning to my desk," I began, absently taking small steps towards the door.
"Very well, Miss Hino. I'll be sure to keep that...nasal spray, in my desk drawer in case I will be needing it."
Damn his mocking! As if I hadn't basted enough in my own humiliation for the entirety of our meeting! I nodded quickly and made further progress towards the portal to the rest of the world.
"Oh, and Miss Hino," he called to me.
I knew it. The man did not just have the _appearance_ of a rogue, he was one! He'd never let me live down this horrifying experience.
"Yes sir?" I managed to answer politely, gritting my teeth.
"Believe me when I say that I look forward to working with you. Something tells me that I'm going to enjoy having you around."
I could almost see the cocky grin emerge from his perfect features.
"I bet," I murmured under my breath. That jerk!
"I heard that."
Oh yes. This was the start of a beautifully complicated friendship.
Author: LoveeDucky
Rating: PG (some language...just minor stuff, though)
Author's Note: My twist at a slightly comedic, WAFFy type of story starring Rei Hino.
Disclaimer: No, I don't own Sailor Moon & Friends. But, really- isn't this now basic knowledge?
~ ~ ~ Chapter 1: Maybe I'm Just Hallucinating?
We've all had moments like mine, I'm sure. The kind where you just want to crawl under your sheets and hope that you weren't witnessed by the entire population of the world. And then reality strikes you and you're stuck thinking, 'Oh my gosh! I have to go back tomorrow!'
I, myself, have enjoyed a life containing only a few embarrassing scenarios. Being human, however, deems me susceptible to annoying antics of the worst kind. Mother Nature must really loathe me.
If only there was such a thing as a "rewind" button on the remote of life, as silly as it sounds. Then I wouldn't have to face the humiliation and mocking that had laced his voice.
~ ~ ~ ~ ~
I had just been hired as the secretary for a top businessman at the Berry & Berry law firm near my condominium. In my opinion, secretarial work is borderline mediocre for the type of jobs that I had been accustomed to. Unfortunately, I had no other choice but to take the job. It takes an honest day's work to keep living, and all because of that wonderful element that the world has come to know as one simple word: money.
My new boss, with his rogue-like appearance and polished style, had been furiously gesturing to me from the behind the glass pane embedded in his office door. He was folding his hand from a first into a relaxed position repeatedly around his nose. It only took a moment for the reason to come into my head. It was then that I had discovered my first mission.
I ran out of that office building like an obsessed fan after an N'Sync member. Where was that blasted drugstore anyway? It couldn't be more than three blocks away...
I continued my pace through the busy downtown streets, brushing past people with nothing but the clickity-clack of my heels on the cement to acknowledge their existence. Aha! The blue banner of my prospected site reflected onto my violet irises. My memory never ceased to fail me!
Only seconds after I had pushed through the heavy doors, I was perusing the aisles for the item I was looking for. Somewhere in my mind, my conscience was interrogating me for the motivation behind my self-induced marathon. I think it had even accused me of being attracted to the man. 'Don't be ridiculous!' I scolded myself. 'I've heard the rumors! He's just my boss, and I'm his new secretary. There's nothing wrong with that!'
My eyes scanned the products stacked neatly on the medication shelf. I had a purpose for being in this store at this moment. I didn't need my Jimminy Cricket inquiring into anything. Let's see...Tylenol, Advil, Bayer- there it was! My target had been detected.
With a triumphant smile gracing my face, I burst into my boss's office minutes later. No need to ask for permission- that had never been my style. I did everything my own way, regardless of anyone's objections, and everyone had tired of questioning me.
I watched his expression carefully, placing the object in my hand onto the sparkling mahogany wood of his desk. My smile was soon replaced with a curious frown as the impossible occurred before my eyes. As he had not been fully aware of my presence when I had first entered the room, his face had traveled from slightly vapid to total confusion.
"What's this?" he asked me, his cerulean eyes twinkling with interest.
My gaze still locked on his, I scanned his countenance for a hint of teasing. Bosses tended to be of a joking spirit, as I had learned from earlier encounters, and I had attributed his comment to be of this nature. But I found not one quirk. The man was utterly clueless.
And in answer to his apparent question, my mouth somehow formed the words,
"Nasal spray."
The roaring masculinity in his laughter stunned my senses. One of my hands even managed its way to my dubious pout. What on Mars was so funny?
"You misunderstood what I was trying to tell you, miss. I was attempting to get you to go to the main office and pick up some Kleenex. My previous client seemed to snatch my last box."
At that exact second, I couldn't decide what was more appeasing. Slapping the oaf over the head for _assuming_ that I would magically know what he had meant on my first day working for him, or sawing a square around my present standing position and falling twenty stories down.
I decided on neither. A good yell might help the situation, though.
"Don't be embarrassed," his voice cooed as he rose from his leather seat. "I haven't had a good laugh like that in a long while."
"Embarrassed? Me?" I noted to myself to refrain from using childlike sarcasm in the future.
His eyebrows turned up in amusement. I still seemed oblivious that my flushing red cheeks were giving me away.
"What was your name again, miss?"
"Rei Hino. Why do you ask?" What was _I_ asking? To stick my foot in my mouth?
"Because you're my newly-appointed secretary and I'm your curiously forgetful boss."
I let out a loud sigh, my foot tapping with nervousness as my eyes lay on the door. If I could just somehow distract him, I could run out of that door and he'd never call me back on such a trivial matter. It would probably only take a couple of seconds-
"Excuse me, sir," a milky female voice interrupted from behind the door. How had I managed to miss the beautiful blonde standing there? "Mr. Grabofsky is on line 4."
My way out, I guessed. Maybe Mother Nature didn't hate me after all.
"Thank you, Mina," he replied. It figures that the girl would have such a feminine name.
A brief moment of silence passed before I looked at him again. Had he been staring me this entire length of time? Not that there was anything unique about me. I was simply human.
"If you won't be needing me, sir, I'll be returning to my desk," I began, absently taking small steps towards the door.
"Very well, Miss Hino. I'll be sure to keep that...nasal spray, in my desk drawer in case I will be needing it."
Damn his mocking! As if I hadn't basted enough in my own humiliation for the entirety of our meeting! I nodded quickly and made further progress towards the portal to the rest of the world.
"Oh, and Miss Hino," he called to me.
I knew it. The man did not just have the _appearance_ of a rogue, he was one! He'd never let me live down this horrifying experience.
"Yes sir?" I managed to answer politely, gritting my teeth.
"Believe me when I say that I look forward to working with you. Something tells me that I'm going to enjoy having you around."
I could almost see the cocky grin emerge from his perfect features.
"I bet," I murmured under my breath. That jerk!
"I heard that."
Oh yes. This was the start of a beautifully complicated friendship.