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        <div style="text-align: center"><div style="text-align: left"><span style="color: #ff0000"><u><span style="font-size: 1.5625em;"><strong>DIVSHARE LINKS</strong></span></u></span><br /></div><div style="text-align: left"><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/divshare-downloads-of-magazine-scans---part-1.html" title="View post detail">Divshare Downloads of Magazine Scans - Post #1</a> [11/27/2007]<br /></div><div style="text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 1em;"><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/divshare-downloads-of-magazine-scans---post-2.html" title="View post detail">Divshare Downloads of Magazine Scans - Post #2</a> [11/29/2007]</span><span style="font-size: 0.8em;"><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left"><span style="font-size: 1em;"><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/divshare-downloads-of-magazine-scans---post-3.html" title="View post detail">Divshare Downloads of Magazine Scans - Post #3</a> [1/5/2008]</span><br /><span style="color: #3075fb"><u><span style="font-size: 1.5625em;"><span style="font-size: 0.8em;"><span style="color: #99ff99"><br /></span></span><strong><span style="color: #99ff99">FANFICTION LINKS</span></strong><span style="color: #99ff99"><br /></span></span></u></span><p><span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 201);"><u><strong><br /></strong></u></span></p><p><span style="color: rgb(192, 80, 201);"><u><strong>REMINDER OF THE HEART: A DETECTIVE&#39;S CASE</strong></u></span> <span style="color: rgb(128, 205, 230);">[Jun Matsumoto &amp; Mao Inoue]</span><br /></p><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/reminder-of-the-heart-a-detectives-case-jun-mao-fanfic.html">Opening w/ summary &amp; Cast</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/reminder-of-the-heart-a-detectives-case---chapter-1.html">Chapter 1</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/reminder-of-the-heart-a-detectives-case---chapter-2.html">Chapter 2</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/reminder-of-the-heart-a-detectives-case---chapter-3.html">Chapter 3</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/reminder-of-the-heart-a-detectives-case---chapter-4.html">Chapter 4</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/reminder-of-the-heart-a-detectives-case---chapter-5.html">Chapter 5</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/reminder-of-the-heart-a-detectives-case---chapter-6.html">Chapter 6</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/reminder-of-the-heart-a-detectives-case---chapter-7.html">Chapter 7</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/reminder-of-the-heart-a-detectives-case---chapter-8.html">Chapter 8</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/reminder-of-the-heart-a-detectives-case---chapter-9.html">Chapter 9</a> <br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/reminder-of-the-heart-a-detectives-case---chapter-10.html">Chapter 10</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/reminder-of-the-heart---chapter-11.html">Chapter 11</a><br />Chapter 12<br /><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 1.25em;"><strong><br /></strong></span></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 1.25em;"><span style="font-size: 0.8em;"><u><strong>THE NIGHTS OF SEDUCTION</strong></u> </span></span></span><span style="color: rgb(128, 205, 230);">[Arashi]</span> <strong>(Frozen)</strong><span style="color: rgb(153, 51, 153); text-align: center;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-size: 1.25em;"><br /></span></span></div><em><strong></strong></em><em></em><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/the-nights-of-seduction-arashi-fanfiction.html">Opening w/ summary</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/the-nights-of-seduction---prologue.html">Prologue</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/the-nights-of-seduction---chapter-1.html">Chapter 1</a><br />Chapter 2<br /><br /><span style="color: #3366ff"><u><strong>DECISION / DESIRE / DECLARATION (Kytana&#39;s POV)</strong></u></span> <span style="color: #80cde6">[Arashi]</span><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/decisiondesiredeclaration-kytanas-pov---chapter-1.html">Chapter 1</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/decisiondesiredeclaration---chapter-2.html">Chapter 2</a><br /><a href="http://warriorkitana.vox.com/library/post/decisiondesiredeclaration-kytanas-pov---chapter-3.html">Chapter 3</a><br />Chapter 4<br /> </div></div>   <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>Decision/Desire/Declaration (Kytana&#39;s POV) - Chapter 3</title>   
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        <p>I couldn&#39;t stop writing this chapter. XD I hope it&#39;s not bad. *runs and hides just in case* ENJOY!!!</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><strong style="">CHAPTER 3 </strong></p>



<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Monday arrived. When Kytana went to
her cubicle with a dorky smile on her face, she saw James there with his arms
crossed.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Morning.” She chirped. He wasn’t going
to ruin her mood.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“I love it when you smile.” He
kissed her cheek.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><em style="">~
Ugh… disgusting… ~</em> “Morning.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Nice trip?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Yes.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Why didn’t you call me this
weekend? I was concerned.” James leaned against her desk.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“It was my birthday. I apologize.”
She put her bag down and took off her rain jacket, revealing her professional
suit.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“I see.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Do you have a case for me to work
on that is already approved by the Director?” She sat on her leather chair and
crossed her legs.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Maybe.” He took out a yellow
envelope from his pocket. Kytana arched a brow and was trying to read him. When
he stared at her like he did now, it meant he knew something that she was
trying to hide.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“I hope it’s very interesting.”
Kytana kept her composure really well, not showing she may be a bit afraid.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">He took out 4x6 photos from the
envelope, “Are you sure you were on a trip this weekend?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Yes. Would you stop questioning
me?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“I will continue.” He threw them
down on her desk, upset. Kytana leaned in a bit to see what they were. They
were photos of her and Jun on Saturday, going around San
  Francisco.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Ok… so I took a trip in the area.
And?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Who’s the man?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Kytana didn’t think James was the
type who would get jealous because she knew he was sleeping around with other
women, “A friend of mine.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“A friend that doesn’t mind holding
hands with you? A friend you kissed on the cheek? It sounds more like you’re
dating him.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“It’s cultural from where he comes
from.” She lied.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Where’s he from?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Thailand.”
Clearly, he didn’t look like it but it was a country she researched a long time
ago that did so.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Why don’t I believe you?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Maybe because you’re paranoid that
your reputation will get ruined if someone leaks to the press that you’re
sleeping around with other women. Oops… I slipped.” She wasn’t stupid because
every time they met up, he smelled like a woman’s perfume.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“You’re keen on your information. I
can have something charged against you for doing an illegal search….” He was
trying to scare her.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“I haven’t done anything wrong. I
have access to all the databases around the world. Not hard to find any info. <span style="">&#160;</span>I haven’t tampered with evidence or killed
anyone. You know I can get myself out of it because I tear down every argument
you throw at me bit by bit.” She glared. This was the first time he’s ever
confronted her about something like this. He was using the same threats he’d
use on other people.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“If you weren’t such a prude, maybe
I would sleep with you and not have to do what I do.” He slammed his hand on
the desk. Luckily, no one was around as this happened.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“I’m sorry I haven’t given it to
you. You have to wait for our wedding night which is in… well… a year from now.”
She snickered.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Listen, I’ll let you off but if
you do something like this again, I will hire a person to watch you.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Then I will file a restraining
order in court. Not hard. I have my private life out of the office, and it will
stay that way. I can just tell the press about your incidents though…” She knew
about the relationship between the Director’s wife and him. If the Director found
out, it would be bad.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Don’t you dare…” He grumbled.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“You’re the one who’s provoking
it.” She looked at her nails nonchalantly.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">He sighed and stood up straight,
“Fine. I want you to know that I will be the one to take your virginity when
the day comes.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“I might as well get raped at this
point. Can I get to work now?” She shook her head.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">He opened the door and left, very
pissed off. Her partner walked in and wondered what happened between the two.
Kytana looked at the photos on her desk. They were clear shots of her and Jun,
having fun and holding hands. No one could see Jun’s face though. She thought
James did not pay attention to her life since he was always talking about his
own like it was the greatest ever.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“So, what did the twerp want that
he looked upset about?” Jonathan took off his rain jacket.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“He apparently was spying on me.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Spying on you? Did he find out you
lied about your trip?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Yeah. I’m curious who’s the person
who said anything. I know you would never talk to him.” She felt betrayed.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“You know I got your back.” He went
to her desk and saw the photos. “So, who’s the guy with you?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Jun.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“HUH????” He knew all about it
since Kytana told him. “The guy you’ve been talking to? He came here?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“As a surprise. I didn’t know. We
went to San Francisco all weekend.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“That was thoughtful of him. Wait…
he took time off from work to see you? I give him props.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“He’s filming a movie right now
too. So, I’m just as shocked.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“I need to watch some of this guy’s
works because you keep talking about him.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“You should. They’re really good
and impressed me before meeting him in person.” She sighed and drooped over the
desk, “I feel burned. I’m wondering which private investigator James got
through to watch me. Everyone is scared of me except you.” She went onto her
work computer and accessed the database.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Well, you can see who timed in and
out on that particular day.” Jonathan knew where she was going with this.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Exactly. I will get the person to
make him or her spill their guts.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Uh oh.” Jonathan quietly went back
to his desk and sighed. “Kytana, don’t go overboard.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“When do I?” she typed in her name.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“All the time.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Shush.”</p>



<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">The data spilled onto her screen.
There were over 100 investigators working over time that day. She told herself
she was going to find the person and make sure to never work with James again.</p>

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<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>April came
by quickly after the argument between Kytana and James. Needless to say, she
found the person who worked with James and scared him off. The private
investigator quit and James wondered why. He never found out. During the past
three months, James was civil and not confronting her further about what she
does outside of her work. It was a stupid move on his end to spy on her. She
packed up for her trip to Los Angeles.
Why? Matsumoto Jun would be premiering his film, Hidden Fortress: The Last
Princess and will appear in person to answer questions. Jun told her about it a
month before, and she confirmed the news with a couple of her online friends.&#160;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">On the night before the USC
premiere…</p>



<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You should
have booked a flight, Kytana. I don’t get why you want to drive for 7 hours.”
Jun was talking to her the day before his flight.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I haven’t
taken a long drive in quite a while. It gives me time to relax before I have to
keep my squealing to myself. Acting like a fangirl in front of other fangirls
is going to be interesting.” She folded up her pajamas since she was going to
sleep at the Vagabond Inn.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Or you’ll
just scare them off….”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Why thank
you. I guess I’m scary all the time for the guy who decided to just take me out
to dinner when he first met me….” She laughed.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I didn’t
see you threatening in any way. You stood out in the crowd.” He cleared his
throat. “Say… what you wearing for it?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I was
going to wear jeans, a purple tank top and a black buttoned shirt. Why?” She
just packed in the outfit she described.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You
Americans are very simple. This is a premiere. I would expect to see you full
out styled w/ a skirt or a dress.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“There
wasn’t a dress code for this. I wanted to be comfortable.” Kytana zipped up her
duffle bag and backpack that had all her things and placed it on the floor.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Despite
there is no dress code, I expect to see you with nice attire on.” Jun demanded.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Can’t I
just be comfortable? I’m not going in rags.” Kytana realized Jun was very high
maintenance with style which she forgot.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I’m saying
that normally, here in Japan,
when there is a premiere, I always see everyone wearing something nice… a bit
formal wear. Isn’t it like it in the US?”
He explained.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span><span style="">&#160;</span>“If it’s at a big venue and a huge event… I’ve
never been to one. This is a small one at the University
 of Southern California. Well…. I
guess it’s big because you’re going to be there, and we never see you guys
here.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Wear
something nicer then. It’s me that’s arriving.” He chuckled.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You are so
freaking arrogant.” She laid on her bed. “Yeesh…. It reminds me-” She cut
herself off before anything.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Reminds
you of what?” He asked, curiosity springing.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Never
mind. Too bad I won’t see you after the premiere. You have to fly back.” The
way Jun was acting almost was similar to James. Her tone changed slightly.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Who says
I’m not going to see you privately at the premiere, hhmmm?” Jun was bothered by
how she didn’t finish the other sentence before.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Me.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Really? Why?
Did I just do something wrong?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“No no.
It’s just that…. No… never mind.” Kytana bit her lip and sat up. <em style="">~ Dammit… he’s far from James. Yet, his
attitude like how I dress bugs me… ~</em></p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Now I know
you want to say something. Just spill it.” Jun was impatient.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Fine
fine…. Please don’t demand me on how to dress or what my attitude should be. It
really reminds me of James. I mean, I’ve been to events and every time, I
always have to dress as he says and even be fake. Sorry…. I don’t mean to be
sensitive.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Jun didn’t
say anything. He felt bad after she said it.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>She sighed
and they had an awkward silence.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I’m not
like him, am I?” He became self-conscious.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“The
attitude is quite similar. I will defend you by saying that you’re famous and
that’s your job. You’re rich on top of that and can be refined whenever you
want. That’s James too. I’m honestly wishing I took back the yes when he asked
me but then he threatened me.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Jun decided
to listen more than respond.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>She looked
at the time again, and it was time get some sleep before driving out in the
morning, “I better get going.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Kytana,
listen. I don’t mean to sound demanding. I didn’t know that something this
small would affect you. I’m sorry.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“It’s ok,
Jun. I know you didn’t mean it to hurt me. I’m sorry to compare you to him.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I still
plan to see you after the premiere. It’s been a long time, you know?” He was
serious.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Jun, what
happens if we get caught? I’m not staying at a rich hotel like you would. Some
of the girls are going to be staying there too.” Kytana sighed.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I don’t
care. I’ll be disguised and no one can recognize me.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You
absolutely sure? We don’t have to see each other. I’ll already see you on
stage.” She needed to print out her pass to the show and walked over to her
computer.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You’re
stubborn as me. Goodness…” He chuckled. “This is why I can’t wait to hug you
again.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Kytana
blushed as she held her phone to her ear and printed out her e-mail. She
couldn’t help but chuckle as well since it was contagious. She looked at the
time again, “I really should go. I need my energy for the drive.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Hai. Sweet
dreams. I can’t wait.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Same here.
Good night, Jun-kun.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>They
simultaneously held their phones to their hearts. Tomorrow, they could finally
be together even for one night after the premiere.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span><em style="">~ Is she the one I want to for the rest of
my life? Ugh… why does she have to be engaged? ~</em> He turned his chair and
looked at the monitor of his computer. Jun pulled up the folder with all their
pictures together. He had to keep it hidden just in case. There, he pulled up a
favorite one of them where they were posing at the Coit
 Tower. He reached out and touched
the monitor, wanting to simulate caressing Kytana’s cheek.</p>



<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span><em style="">~ Am I falling in love with him? More than
an idol? Man, what am I’m putting myself through? ~ </em>Kytana laid back down
on her bed and looked up at the ceiling. <em style="">~
Can he really be the one to make me happy even though I know the consequences
of our actions? ~</em> She drifted off to sleep with the questions lingering
without answers.&#160;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">*******</p>





<p class="MsoNormal">The day of the University
 of Southern California premiere of
Hidden Fortress: The Last Princess….&#160;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Kytana
arrived safely in Los Angeles. The
heat was intense as it was reached up to 100 degrees. She got lost once because
the map she printed was wrong. She drove to the hotel to drop off things, wear
her outfit, and freshen up. The drive took a bit of a toll on her, but she
still made it till the end. She brought something perfect for the premiere – a
purple halter top and a long black skirt that slit on the right side to go
along with her black high heels. <em style="">~ For
Jun… ~</em> She curled her hair a bit and applied her make-up – a bit of bronzer
and blush, then lip gloss, black eye liner, and purple eye shadow. Last was
spraying her perfume. She walked over to the college with her bag and jacket
since it wasn’t far. The line was around the building. Looking around, she was
hoping to find the leader of the Arashi Secret Agency Fan Meeting. Texting
helped which found the group right in the front line. Each of them greeted her,
and Kytana smiled back at them. She picked up her badge and sat next to them.
For the next couple of hours, she spoke to them about Arashi, saying how much
they’re awesome, etc. It was the first time to find people who had the same
interests and who understood her love for them. Then, the line started moving
slowly. Kytana went in to figure out where to sit after picking up a program
and turning in her camera. She decided to keep her cell phone on her just in
case there was an emergency.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">As she sat in the 2<sup>nd</sup>
row, aisle seat, she felt something eerie…. someone was following her. It
couldn’t have been Jun because he was preparing his English speech to the
public. She knew this because Jun text her the minute he got out of the plane. <em style="">~ I wonder. There was a car following me all
the way here. Someone is trying to keep tabs…. </em>~ One of the girls she met
sat next to her and smiled. They were close in age and clicked as they started
talking. The premiere was already late on starting because there were some
issues. The big one was that the theatre was overbooked and had to reject about
300 people. Kytana texted Jun, explaining she was sitting in the 2<sup>nd</sup>
row on the right aisle and quickly put her phone away. Then, he could find her
quickly.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">The lights dimmed, and the screen
lit. It was a Star Wars clip regarding C-3PO. Anthony Daniels came out,
introducing himself and his character. He was an old man who really acted like
C-3PO. After, he introduced the Director, Shiniji Higuchi, and Jun. Everyone
stood up applauding. He walked down the aisle Kytana mentioned and glanced at
her quickly. He smiled as he appeared on stage. Everyone sat down, and the
press took a ton of pictures. His English was very good because he practiced a
lot. On top of it, he was trying to teach himself English on his spare time.
They decided to take a picture for the people who didn’t make it in. As the
press was taking pictures of all the fans and Jun, Kytana noticed one
photographer seemed to slowly point the camera in her direction. <em style="">~ So, my instincts were correct. I’m being
followed…. ~</em> She glared, and the person pointed back to Jun. After the
picture taking, they started the movie. Kytana excused herself to go the
bathroom, knowing she’ll miss certain parts. It was a way to lure out the guy
who was sent to spy on her. </p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">- Someone has followed me here all
the way from San Jose. I’m going to
be outside to wait. I can handle it. - She quickly texted before hiding.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">- Be careful. – He was worried. How
can she defend herself in her attire?</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">As she hid outside, the man in his
press suit came out with his camera, looking for her. As he looked around a
corner, Kytana grabbed him by the neck from behind and dragged him to the side
of the building so they would be out of sight. She took the camera from him and
pushed him against the wall. A yelp came out as she twisted his arms to the
back and held them down.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“It’s not nice to take pictures of
me.” She pushed him harder against the wall.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I can
explain, Kytana!” The guy was afraid for his life.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>The voice
sound familiar. She turned the guy around, and it was a friend of hers from
work, “What the hell are you doing here?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Walter
Blackbird stared at her, so scared on what she would be doing next, “I… I…”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Something
happened that you had to follow me all the way here. I have a feeling already I
know who it is but I would like to hear your story.” Kytana let him go since
she knew him. She held onto the camera and looked the pictures though. He was a
peeping tom on top of just taking random candid shots. “You pervert…..” She
snarled.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Look, I
had to do it or my sister and mother would be prosecuted for a murder that
doesn’t exist.” He explained.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“What? Did
James threaten you too?” The word ‘prosecuted’ was the big clue.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Yes.” He
sighed. “He made me do this or I would lose my job.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Fucking
hell. Now, he’s going after my friends. You guys should be smart enough to say
no. We’re private investigators…. we shouldn’t be scared of anything.” She
rolled her eyes but she was a victim of it as well. She should have said no to
their engagement.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“James
intimidated me. I’m sorry.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“For
Christ’s sake! I can’t take a vacation to see my favorite idol or watch a good
movie because he’s wanting to know my every move?!?!?!” Her face changed.
Walter bit his lip and knew what that look was. He’s seen her take down people
for information before without having the police interrogate.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I can’t go
back empty handed.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“James
wants to play a game, right? Well well….. looks like I have some work to do.
Meet me at my room tonight. I know you followed me so you know where to go. You
know my cell. Now, come on. I want to watch the movie because it’s supposed to
be good.” She gave him back the camera. “You are going to give this back to me
when we meet up or else.” She gave him a threatening look and walked back into
the theatre. Walter followed and went back into his seat. She apologized to her
new friends next to her and missed only some parts.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">- Who’s the guy? -<span style="">&#160; </span>Jun texted </p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">- I will explain later. I’m going
to watch the movie now. – She responded.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">After 2 hours, the movie ended and
it was the Question &amp; Answer session. Everyone raised their hands to ask
their questions. About 5 questions were asked, and the translators were very
slow that Jun looked annoyed. Kytana smirked because she knew she could have
been a better translator. Jun felt bad that there were only a few questions. He
let one more question to be asked, and Kytana immediately raised her hand. The
microphone was handed to her, and she stood up. She first spoke in Japanese her
question. After, she translated in English – “This is for all the guests. With
your success, what future projects, shows or even animation will we see in the
next 5-10 years?” She wasn’t going to single Jun out because she admired the
actor who played C-3PO and the director who also did Neon Genesis Evangelion
and Gamera. They all looked at each other. Jun spoke first and answered that
he’ll be appearing in many different roles. Plus, he hopes to have more free
time by then. Higuchi-san went on about some works already in progress and
maybe Jun appear in another movie. Mr. Daniels said he’s going to retire so he can
have vacation all the time. They all got up and bowed after it was finished.
They thanked the audience and went up the same aisle. One of the girls gave Jun
a bouquet the flowers from all of them. Kytana stood up, giving him a big smile.
Jun glanced at her again and winked. He was very happy he could see her and all
his international fans love the movie he put so much work in. As she was about
to leave, Walter grabbed her hand and pulled her towards him.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Hey.” Her
voice was unusual to Walter because she didn’t sound mean.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Whoa.
Something is going on.” He arched a brow.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“It’s Jun!
He’s freaking hot.” She giggled.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Maybe he’s
the person that James is jealous over. Hhhmmm…”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“He’s from Japan.
How the hell am I going to sleep with someone who doesn’t live in the United
  States?” Kytana sighed and picked up her
camera. After, she followed all the fans to the reception. Walter walked with
her, getting a lot of glances from the girls. They arrived at the reception and
into the line for the drink and food serving.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Don’t you
ever think girls are looking this way because you’re hot?” She took a bite at
the fruit she picked up.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Walter looked
towards all the fangirls who smiled. He was really shy and turned back to
Kytana, “I’m not that cute.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You are in
denial. Would it be different I told you that you were hot?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Yes
because you’re the most honest person I know.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Ever since we became friends, you
were one person I couldn’t get my eyes off of. Goodness… luckily, I’m not going
to kill you for abiding James’ favor.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Walter
sighed in relief, “Thank you. So, when do we go back to your hotel room?” He
picked up a plate of snacks and fruit.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“When I’m
finished having fun and talking to everyone.” She shook her head and headed
over to the girls she met earlier. They were raving about the movie and how
cute and gorgeous Jun was.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>One of the
girls looked at Kytana, “What’d you think?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Jun or the
movie because all I’m gonna say is that I died.” She chuckled. Walter observed
carefully and never saw her very giggly or happy from working with her.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“God, yes.
I think majority of us did!” Another girl said.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Some of the
girls got interviewed by the press and needless to say, they weren’t Asian.
Still, it was fine because Kytana was enjoying her there, exchanging phone
numbers with the girls.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Hey,
Kytana. You’re going to the fan party, right?” Another girl asked.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Uh…. I
can’t. I have to be up early tomorrow to drive back.” <em style="">~ And see my boyfriend who’ll be waiting for me at the hotel… ~ </em>She
sighed. “I’m sorry.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“It’s okay.
Next time then. We’ll see each other on VOX.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Of
course!” She exclaimed. Before leaving, she gave all the girls hugs and walked
back to the Vagabond Inn with Walter.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You’re
never nice when working.” Walter kept his hands in his pockets.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Because
work and outside life are a bit different.” She wasn’t acting tough for once
because she was extremely happy.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“When we
hang out, it’s the same as working.” He commented.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“It’s
because it’s hard to open to a guy for me. Girls are a bit easier and since we
all know each other online, it’s not as bad.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“If I knew
that, then I wouldn’t have thought that way. You seriously need to lighten up
around us. You know how many of us like you more than a friend?” He sighed.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I don’t
like being close to a guy after being with James. It scares me, and I like
being myself.” She admitted. Her phone vibrated loudly. She shuffled in her bag
and checked it.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span><span style="">&#160;</span>- At your hotel room, disguised. I hope you
hurry soon. – Jun wrote in Japanese.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>- Ok. I’m
letting you know we have company. I will explain when I get there. – She texted
back.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>- Ummmm…..
that would get us into trouble. –</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>- I know
but I have no choice. Don’t hold me or kiss me. You’re going to act like my
friend. –</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Who are
you texting? I see Japanese characters.” Walter looked over her shoulder.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You’ll
see.” She grinned.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>They
arrived at the hotel room to see Jun waiting. Walter didn’t recognize him and
Kytana unlocked the door in silence. Everything would be revealed once inside.
Her clothes from the drive were spread on the bed, and the room looked like a
suite.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Classy.
This must be expensive.” Walter looked around but kept an eye out for her
guest.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Jun locked
the door and then took off his disguise to reveal himself. Walter’s eyes
widened and mouth slightly opened.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“WHAT???
YOU KNOW HIM????” Walter shouted, pointing at Jun.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“SHHHHHHHHH!!!”
She whacked Walter over the head with a pillow. “Let’s not make it noticeable,
shall we? Then all the Arashi fangirls are going to know he’s here. Sheesh…”
She took out her laptop and turned it on.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“It’s not
nice to point.” Jun spoke in English.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“This is
unreal. You actually know the idol himself. That’s… what every girl dreams
of….” Walter was in shock.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You sure
you aren’t gay, Walt? The way you’re acting sounds like you’re a fan.” She
chuckled.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Shut up,
Kyt.” He sat down on a chair and crossed his arms.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Jun spoke
to Kytana in Japanese and sat on the side of the bed, “So, what are you doing?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Apparently,
James hired Walter to take pictures and report on me because he threatened him.
Ugh… I officially hate him.” She typed in her password.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Souka. Is
Walter like James?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“No. Far
from it. he’s very shy and gentle. Maybe gay too….” She laughed which made Jun
laugh.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Hey! Don’t
be saying weird stuff about me in another language. That’s rude.” The way
Walter turned was not guy-ish at all.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Walter,
you’re funny. Ah…. Got it.” She brought up a folder for videos from secret
webcams she installed in James’ room. Then, they were recorded from any
computer she accessed. Walter leaned in to check and wondered what the videos
were. She brought one up of the Director’s wife and James.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“WHAT????”
Walter’s mouth hung again.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Yeah. Put
it this way. Since I’m his fiancé, James doesn’t understand that I can access
his place. I put the devices in after the time he proposed to me. No one knows
the story why I’m with him.” Kytana explained.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Jun was in
shock as well, “So you still plan on marrying him?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Yes,
unfortunately. I don’t love the guy at all. He’s trying to use my family and
friends against me in any way. So, if they comply, it gets harder for me to
reject him. From the moment I was forced into the engagement, I had to think of
something to keep myself covered. I ‘teased’ him one night and placed 4 webcams
around his room.” She spoke in Japanese to Jun. and translated it for Walter.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“It’s not a
good reason. Not to mention that it maybe illegal or invading privacy.” Walter
pointed out.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“And hiring
you to take pictures of me and my friend here is? Don’t be siding with him
now.” She showed another video. It was unpleasant for Walter because it was one
of the girls he dated.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I believe
you now… seriously….” He was appalled.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Good. Now,
give me your SD card. I want to see what pictures you have.” She requested.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Ok.” He
took out the SD card and gave it to her. She placed it in the slot of her
laptop and checked. Besides the perverted pictures he took of her outside of
the hotel room, none of the pictures showed anything unusual. He took pictures
of her with the girls and no guys were around. Jun wanted her to go back to the
pictures of her almost naked, and she glared. He stopped as it was a death
glare. “Looks like nothing scandalous. You are not showing him these almost
naked pictures though.” She copied all the pictures on her laptop and then
deleted the ones unnecessary.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Fine.
Kytana, let me ask this though.” Walter’s curiosity struck.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Shoot.”
She gave him back the SD card.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Are you
and Jun dating? I’m curious for myself.” Walter asked.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“No. We’re
friends and seriously, we both cannot be together.” She lied. Jun nodded in
agreement.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Whew. Good.
So, if James asks me, I’ll be prepared.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Kytana and
Jun looked at each other intently. They couldn’t go near each other since
Walter wouldn’t leave. She needed an excuse and looked at her cell phone.
“Walter, go to your room. Jun and I have something to discuss because he won’t
be in town for long.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“About?” He
wouldn’t go.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“It’s none
of your business.” Jun shouted in English. Walter looked over at him and didn’t
understand why Jun was upset.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Please. We
haven’t seen each other since last year because we’re both busy people.” She
pleaded with him.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Fine fine.
Don’t do anything that would get you into trouble then.” Walter got up.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I know. If
I see new pictures given to James though, you know I will hunt you down and
give you more of a reason to be dead instead of living.” She gave an evil
smile. Walter froze at her expression. Kytana was scarier than James in every
way and normally kept to her word. He left the room and went to his own,
dropping on his bed since the drive took a toll on him.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Finally. I
thought he would never leave.” Kytana turned around to look at Jun after
locking the door and closing the curtains. Jun took two big steps and pushed
her against the wall, smothering her lips with his. He wanted to kiss her since
he arrived at the premiere. 3 months of not being able to touch her….. 3 months
of not seeing her…. It drove him insane. On the other hand, Kytana was in the
state of shock. She wasn’t going to complain but couldn’t help the fact that
she was stuck with James Harold. While kissing her boyfriend back, she felt
she’s been betraying Jun.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Jun didn’t feel a response and
slowly pulled away, “What’s wrong?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">She sighed, thinking of what
occurred today and looked at him, “Jun, I don’t know about this. I feel like….
Well…. this is not fair to you. You’re willing to be with me even if I have a fiancé.
I don’t know how I feel about you.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Really?” he softly spoke as held
her hands.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Hai. On one hand, being with you
has made me happier. On the other, my reality is to marry James. I can’t get
out of it without hurting anyone.” She looked like she was about to cry. She
didn’t know what to do or feel. It made her feel helpless and scared which was
rare for anyone to see. With Jun, she felt she could open up to him.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Jun let go of her hands and wrapped
them around her instead, “Don’t hold it in anymore.” He knew she didn’t want to
cry but after everything that’s happened, he wanted to comfort her.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Kytana buried her head in Jun’s
shoulder and tears flowed from her eyes. She wrapped her arms around him,
wishing she wasn’t in this dilemma. She hated that Jun, out of all people,
would probably be hurt the most. Everything overwhelmed her and made her think
after the incident with Walter. James was willing to push her buttons to force
her to open up to him about everything happening in her life. That jerk would
probably use the information and keep an eye out on her 24/7. She started to
bawl very badly as she couldn’t control her tears, looking like a baby crying.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“It’ll be okay, Kytana.” He kissed
her head, holding her tightly. “I still want to be with you. Maybe I’m one the
insane to tell the truth.” He tried to lighten up the situation.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“You’re not.” Snff snff “I think I
am.” Snff snff.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Then we can be insane together.”
Jun was falling for Kytana but decided to keep it to himself until the time was
right.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">She looked up at him with her wet
face, make-up smeared, “Gomen, Jun. I think this just pulled the strings.
Walter showed up here because he was hired by James.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“This man must love you somehow…”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“No. I’m just some kind of trophy
to him because I’m an international private investigator. If he marries me,
then he’ll get access to all the databases all over the world. I wish I could
reject him but I can’t. He’s willing to accuse my partner, friends and family
for crimes that they never committed.” She placed her head back on his
shoulder, closing her eyes. “I guess anyone around me gets into this
unnecessary complicated mess.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Look who’s talking.” He chuckled a
little. “You’re dating an Arashi idol. I’m already complicated.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Being famous isn&#39;t worth
it.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Hai. I know I put myself into
this... so I pay the price of not having privacy. This is why I cherish moments
like these where there are no cameras.&quot; He smiled.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Jun?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Hhhmm?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Are you sure you want to be
with me? I don&#39;t want to cause you trouble because of everything.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><em style="">~
Is Kytana doubting me? ~</em> &quot;Yes.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I well... it&#39;s... never
mind.&quot; She let go and went to the bathroom, feeling awkward. She closed
the door and looked into the mirror. <em style="">~
What the fuck is wrong with me? I&#39;ve never... cried.... Ugh.. this is all overwhelming.
~</em> She turned on the sink and washed her face. Jun had to comfort her which
she felt bad for. After washing up, she came out of the bathroom to find Jun
sitting on the side of the bed, having a worried look.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Are you ok?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Yes. Thank you for holding me
while I cried.&quot; She sat next to him.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;You&#39;re welcome.&quot; He put
a hand on top of hers. &quot;Kytana, do you think I&#39;m going to leave you?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Do I have to answer?&quot;
She looked at him. He nodded. &quot;Yes. It&#39;s not because you&#39;re an idol. I think
it&#39;s because I have a fiancé and you&#39;d get fed up with me. Certainly, you can
have any girl you&#39;d like and most would faint...&quot; She rambled. Jun grabbed
her hand, pulled her towards him and kissed her. Her hands landed on his chest
as she kissed back. Her heart pounded like a taiko drum, beating faster as the
kiss deepened. Jun wasn&#39;t willing to let her go even if she wanted to get away.
He really wanted to be with her even if he had other choices. They both were
lost in their world. Jun laid her down on the bed gently and went on top of
her, not breaking their passionate kiss. She slid her arms around his neck.
Subconsciously, Jun slid his right hand down her shirt, going under the cotton
top. Kytana shuddered by his touch as his hand continued to explore her body.
Her skin was soft and felt the muscles of her stomach tense. <em style="">~ She really works out her body a lot. Now I
want to see it.... ~ </em>Jun&#39;s mind cluttered with perverted thoughts as his
hand landed. He wanted more, being turned on completely. Then again, he hadn&#39;t
been with anyone for a long time. His hand slowly moved down to the hem of her
skirt. As he tried to go under, Kytana grabbed it and pulled away from the
kiss.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Jun... please...
don&#39;t...&quot; She looked at him intensely.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Am I making you
uncomfortable?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I&#39;m...&quot; She paused and
then continued, &quot;... not ready for this.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I see.&quot; He sat up and
got off the bed, standing up. She sat up on the side of the bed and looked down
at her hands. She wasn&#39;t sure if he was disappointed at her. Her thoughts were
scrambled from what happened.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Gomen. I can&#39;t give myself to
you fully.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Jun looked down at her, and his
face was emotionless. Kytana didn&#39;t want to look up because she didn&#39;t want to
see his expression, &quot;I still want to date you.&quot; He softly spoke.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Even if you can&#39;t have me
fully?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Hai. I may... one
day...&quot; Jun cupped her chin to look up at her.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;"><em style="">~
Why does he have to look so gorgeous right now? Argh... ~</em> She broke a small
smile, &quot;Maybe...&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I will settle for that answer
then. I apologize for my actions too. I guess I haven&#39;t had someone in a long
time and well, you&#39;re...&quot; He blushed and looked away.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I&#39;m?&quot; She arched a brow.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Why didn&#39;t you tell me you had
a sexy body underneath your clothes?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I think of myself as tough
and not sexy.&quot; Kytana was truly modest of herself. She was beautiful and
sexy, but she never let her looks get to her. Her attitude said otherwise.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Ah...&quot; At the thought,
Jun cleared his throat and sat next to her. Yet, he didn&#39;t realize he had a
hard on which seemed to bulge out of his tight jeans. Kytana noticed and then
looked away, glowing red. <em style="">~ Oh my God! Is
he really that big??? KYAAAA!!! ~</em></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Jun... I say... ummm...&quot;
She pointed down to his pants. He didn&#39;t understand but looked at where she
pointed. He gasped and grabbed a pillow, covering it.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I&#39;m sorry!!!!! This is so
rude of me.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;It&#39;s all right.&quot; Her
head still looking to the side.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Jun felt really embarrassed. Here
they are, having a serious talk and the thought of a naked Kytana made him
react. She didn&#39;t know what to say but right now, she wanted to laugh... she
did, &quot;I guess I should grateful you feel that way about me.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Hai. You&#39;re not like a lot of
girls I dated and normally, this never happened.&quot; Jun looked at her.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Her cell phone rang and it was
Walter. She wanted to throw the phone against the wall but sighed and answered
instead, &quot;What?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Is Jun still there?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;YES! Now what is so important
that you&#39;re calling?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;James called me and I told
him what we talked about...&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Now he&#39;s checking up on you
like a little panzy? Oi. What was his response?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;He didn&#39;t believe that you
were alone even though I e-mailed him the photos. He wants me to do some
research on Jun since he&#39;s the person you went to &#39;see&#39;.&quot; He sighed.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;What&#39;s he going to find? That
he&#39;s a famous JPop idol in Japan
and every girl adores him. That&#39;s what you&#39;ll see too.&quot; She was irritated.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;He wants me to go into your
database and look.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Oh HELL NO!!!! That&#39;s an
illegal search. What is he thinking? Plus, only the Director and I know our
codes for work. You can&#39;t look outside of the United
  States jurisdiction unless you are me or
Jonathan.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I don&#39;t know. He sounds upset
and he wants to know what&#39;s going on with you. Maybe he loves you that
much....&quot; Walter wondered.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Love? God, that seems to be
the theme today. He doesn&#39;t love me, Walter. There&#39;s no way. He didn&#39;t even
date me to know who I am.&quot; Kytana rolled her eyes and sat on the chair.
Jun laid down on the bed in the mean time. He didn&#39;t understand the
conversation and looked to the side.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;No wonder he doesn&#39;t know
anything about you. That makes a lot of sense.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Don&#39;t be siding with him,
Walter! You were threatened too. What bugs me is that he has a lot of time on
his hands to figure me out. Doesn&#39;t he have any cases that need attention or
someone to prosecute? Sheesh!&quot; It was true. James put more time in finding
out everything about her instead of prepping for cases.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;You didn&#39;t know?&quot; Walter
asked.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I didn&#39;t know what? What&#39;s
going on?&quot; Curiosity struck her.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;He lost 3 cases in a row. It
took a toll on the law firm he worked for because he never lost. The defense
attorneys chosen were top notch.&quot; Walter explained.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;It seems that my world is
turning around slowly for the better....&quot; She didn&#39;t care about him one
bit. He bragged how he&#39;s the best prosecutor in the nation even though he
couldn&#39;t go out of California.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;You&#39;re so mean.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I don&#39;t care. He deserves to
finally get spoken to in a professional manner.&quot; She was very adamant
about it.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Going back to the current
situation, what do you want me to do? I&#39;d get fired in a second if I start
working on this.&quot; He sighed because he really liked his job.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Leave it to me. Give me your
personal e-mail address and I will do my own search. The Director will want an
explanation. If I say it&#39;s for James, we don’t have to see him again.&quot; She
knew how to work this as an evil crept to her face.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I don&#39;t like where this is
going. Wait... maybe I do...&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Trust me. If he wants to try
into my personal life, he&#39;ll get everything horrible back times a
thousand.&quot; Grabbing a piece of paper, she wrote down his name and e-mail
and confirmed to make sure she got the spelling correct. She looked at the time
and saw Jun asleep on her bed. &quot;I better go. I&#39;ll call you in the
morning.&quot; She hung up and looked over at her boyfriend. He was exhausted
from the work and jet lag.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Kytana...&quot; He let out as
he turned on his side, eyes closed. She arched a brow and sat next to him. Was
he dreaming about her? He started chuckling, grabbed her arm and pulled her
towards him. She landed on his chest. &quot;Gotcha!&quot; Good reflexes.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I didn&#39;t wake you, did
I?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;No. I was waiting.&quot; He
took a big breath and blinked, “I will say this…”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“What?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“You’re very important to me. I’m
willing to wait for you.” He smiled.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Kytana wanted to cry, not for anger
or sadness but happiness. Instead, she kissed his forehead and laid her head on
his chest. The beating of his heart was soothing and calmed her tension. She
fell asleep on him.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Kytana?&quot; He nudged her a
little but she didn&#39;t respond. Her breathing was steady and figured she fell a sleep.
Slowly, he moved her and placed the bed sheet and blanket over her. She was
peaceful at last. He watched her a little bit and sighed, wishing he didn&#39;t
have to leave her. It was the last he&#39;ll see her until God knows when. He left
a note and gave her a kiss on the head. He walked out of her room, disguised
once more and walked back to his hotel. As he entered his hotel room, Jun
leaned against the locked door and sat on the ground. <em style="">~<span style="">&#160; </span>I&#39;m in love with you, Kytana.
I hope we can one day admit to each other how we feel. ~</em></p>





<p class="MsoNormal">*******&#160;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>The next
day, Kytana drove home back to San Jose,
listening to Arashi all the way back. Walter was right behind her, and they
would talk during rest stops and food. She felt bad that she fell asleep while
Jun was around. It was nice to see and talk to him again. Still, her
relationship was barred because of the engagement. Once she got home from the
long drive, she immediately reported it on her blog. Every detail she
remembered and wishing she had pictures to show everything. Hikari signed on.</p>



<p class="MsoNormal">Hikari: Kytana… tell me you touched him! XDDDDDD</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Kytana: I wish! Jun… is.. *dies*</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Hikari: XDDDD Don’t die! I need to know more. Was he very
gorgeous?</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Kytana: YES YES!!!! KYAAAA… too bad he’s not as tall than I
thought.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Hikari: LOL. I guess we’re deceived by the appearances on
TV.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Kytana: I wish I could have taken you with me. It was lonely
on the road. I did see News Zero.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Hikari: WHAT???? SHO WAS
THERE???</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Kytana: No no. I wish then I’d try to get a picture for you.
Yet, I had to check that in.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Hikari: GAH!!! Well, I guess it’s good that he wasn’t there.
I would have just flew down there.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Kytana: Without your parents flipping out? Right………</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Hikari: So was it worth the drive?<span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span></p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Kytana: Yup! I met new people and was less than 2 feet away
from Jun. KYAAAA!!!</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Hikari: That&#39;s so awesome! Girl, I hope we can do this in
the future... meet up and meet Arashi in person.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">Kytana: That&#39;ll be a great day... maybe weeks! hahahahah </p>



<p class="MsoNormal">Hikari: Dork! Well…. who knows, right?&#160;</p>



<p class="MsoNormal">Kytana acted as her fangirl self to Hikari. She didn&#39;t know
if she could trust her about dating Jun even though they talked about
everything. She felt bad to not say anything to her because she treated her
like a little sister. One day.... she&#39;ll tell her.&#160;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal">*******</p>



<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Kytana went back to work the next
day. James was sitting at her desk, waiting.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Glad to be back?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Hardly.&quot; She rolled her
eyes and put her bag down.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I missed you over the
weekend. How was your LA trip?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;It was great. I had a lot of
a FUN!&quot; She put the emphasis on fun.
&quot;Could you get out of my seat now?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Not until you tell me who
this other person is...&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Don&#39;t push it, James. I&#39;m
here to work, not argue with you.&quot; She didn&#39;t make any movements. </p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">He grabbed her wrist, pulling her
towards him, and landing on his lap, &quot;You upset me greatly. I should be
with you wherever you go.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">She knew if she made a move, he
might try to pull something, &quot;Uh huh. Don&#39;t you have work to do? That&#39;s
what you get paid for....&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Trying to be a smartass,
huh?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I know I am.&quot; She tried
to get up but he kept her on his lap.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;You know...&quot; He held her
waist tighter. &quot;I might as well do you right now while your partner is not
here...&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Ugh! James, get out of
here!!!&quot; She stood up quickly with a disgusted look on her face.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;What? Don&#39;t you want to have
a man like me?&quot; He smiled as he stood up.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I don&#39;t care if you&#39;re my
fiance. Just leave…&quot; she was uncomfortable. Kicking him hard on his crotch
so he couldn&#39;t have children would satisfy her. No. He would charge her with
battery, though. If it was going to be anybody who would take her virginity, it
would be Jun.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Fine. Just remember that I
will keep my eye on you.&quot; He adjusted his suit and left her office.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">She mumbled bad words as she sat
down on her chair. Jonathan came in and saw a pissed off Kytana who was ready
to tear someone apart, &quot;Ehhh... you-&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;No.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Oh boy. He&#39;s getting worse by
the minute.&quot; Jonathan sat moved his chair next to hers.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;He thinks I&#39;m his freaking
property, Jonathan. I&#39;m tired of it. I&#39;m not his stinking pet he could follow
around when I go on vacation.&quot; She placed her elbows on her desk and put
her head in her hands.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Calm down. I know you&#39;re not.
You really need to break off the engagement with him pronto.&quot; Jonathan
knew she needed someone to rant to.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I know. Yet, he&#39;s going to
just use it against me and then go to a court hearing. I don&#39;t know. I&#39;m so...
wait… I have something to do.&quot; Her eyes lit up as she remembered she had
to do something for Walter.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Uh oh. Another one of
Kytana&#39;s schemes. By the way, how&#39;s Jun?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Very good. He&#39;s been very
busy and even took the time to see me.&quot; She started doing an unnecessary
search on the database for Matsumoto Jun. That&#39;s what James asked Walter to do
in the first place. </p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">Jonathan peeked over shoulder and
saw her looking at information about him, &quot;Ummm... don&#39;t you know enough
about Jun to not research him?&quot; He arched a brow.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I&#39;ll tell you later during
lunch. There&#39;s a reason.&quot; She grinned evilly as she focused on her
monitor. Yet, as she did her &#39;research&#39;, she found some odd stories she&#39;s never
heard before - underage smoking and sexual acts. <em style="">~ These can&#39;t be true. Yet, if they&#39;re in our database, then they are.
Now, I&#39;m curious just for myself. ~</em> </p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;This guy has a record? Holy
crap! They were-” He read over her shoulder.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;…. covered up thanks to
Johnny Kitagawa. Then again, I guess no one is perfect. This is going to bother
me.&quot; She clicked on more stories. How long did Jun intend to keep all this
from her? The stories were more scandalous - sleeping with a couple of co-stars
and even taking some pictures with them. She wouldn&#39;t have minded if he slept
with Inoue Mao, though. <em style="">~ Great.... I
don&#39;t even surpass any of these people to be with him. ~ </em>They were all
famous in Japan.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Maybe you should give up on
Jun.&quot; Jonathan suggested.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Don’t tell me that, please.&quot;
She responded, having second thoughts of their relationship. She gathered all
the information up and then copied them to a flash drive. During lunch, she
would send it to Walter through her personal laptop.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I&#39;m definitely treating you
out to lunch, k?&quot; He was concerned. Kytana&#39;s expression went from anger to
sadness in minutes.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">She turned her head to look up at
him, “Thank you. I definitely appreciate it.” Then, she focused back to her
monitor. Her fiancé was being suspicious of everything, and she finds out more
about Jun that bugs her. It wasn’t a great day back at work.</p>





<p class="MsoNormal">*******&#160;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>A week had
passed by since that dreadful day. Kytana didn’t speak to Jun because of her
work. James had been trying to get her to go to dinner which she always rejects
and makes excuses for. Outside of a Starbucks, she was on her laptop working on
some reports. It kept her busy for a while to not think of all the craziness in
her life. Her cell phone rang with the Love So Sweet ring tone. It was Jun. She
looked at the phone and breathed. She clicked the button on her Bluetooth
headset.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Hello?”
She spoke in Japanese.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Isn’t it
late over there?” Jun chuckled on the other line.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Eh… lots
of work to do.” Her tone of voice was purely the same.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I wanted
to see how you were doing. I miss you.” He sighed happily.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“The same
old same old. Work and research.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Is
something wrong, Kytana? You’re not acting like yourself.” He noticed.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Ummmm…
just been stressed and working hard…” She lied.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“It doesn’t
seem like it.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span><em style="">~ Is he a mind reader or something? Oi… ~</em>
“No. Why would you say that?” She took a sip of her caramel apple cider.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I don’t
know. Just a guess. Well, maybe it’s just me.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You and I
work a lot. So, this maybe is normal to us.” She stopped looking at her laptop
and sat back on her chair, “Jun, I have a question.” It was now or never
because beating around the bush would kill her.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Go ahead.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I was
doing some research on the Johnnys’. I read some things about the Arashi
members.” She breathed.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You were
looking on information on me?” He was puzzled.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I want to
know if the underage smoking and sex were true.” She hoping it wasn’t but she
had to know.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Do you do
this every time you date someone?” Jun sounded upset. He dodged her question.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Jun…. I
don’t-“</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You’re
going into my personal life now?????” Jun yelled.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span><em style="">~ Fuck. I knew this was bad. ~</em> “Calm
down. I had to-“ She tried to explain why she was doing it.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“CALM
DOWN?!?!?! My girlfriend is researching me because she’s paranoid. You can ask
me those questions instead of your research. UGH!!!!” He wanted to hang up the
phone but didn’t.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Gomen. I
didn’t mean to make you mad.” She felt like crying but that wouldn’t solve
anything. <em style="">~ I guess this week is cursed.
~</em></p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Kytana,
what do you plan to accomplish with this information?” He asked sounding like
he’s yelling at her still.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“It would
be nice if you let me explain why I’m doing it before you yell.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“It’s not
nice to know your gathering information on me. You reacted the same way when
James did this!”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“I know.
Gomen.” She sipped her drink again. “You know what? Never mind I mentioned it.
You don’t care to talk to me calmly right now. I’m going…” She was about to
press the button off.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Wait!”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Nani?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Don’t go.
I… I really miss you. I don’t mean to yell. Gomen. It’s just that…. You’re
looking into my life. That’s disturbing.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“It’s my
job if you didn’t notice. I can find anything about anyone by all this. Will
you listen to what I have to say this?” She asked firmly.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Yes.
Please.” He didn’t want her to go off the phone. Talking to her seemed to have
calmed him down currently.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Ok. I’m
doing this for Walter. Why? So James can leave him and me alone. When you were
‘sleeping’ at my hotel room that night, Walter called me to talk. He told James
what happened and wanted him to do research under my database. Only Jonathan
and I have the access codes. This is what we call illegal access. So, I decided
to help out and research about you which doesn’t pertaining to a case. I
haven’t heard from the boss but they normally spot these things a week after.
I’m waiting to get scolded. I sent him the info through personal e-mail and to
give it to James.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Well,
wouldn’t James use the information against you somehow?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“This is
the best part. I’ve got it planned. My Director will ask me into the office
about the search. I will explain that James asked Walter and me to research on
someone who’s outside of his jurisdiction. My Director doesn’t like James just
to let you know. Once I tell him he authorized it, he will ban James from
entering our firm and tell his firm what happened. He hasn’t won any cases
lately. The reasoning is because he’s trying to keep an eye on me ever since
last summer.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“You sure
the Director will go for it?” He was impressed she thought it all the way
through.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Yes. If
that won’t convince him, I have some ‘evidence’ that’ll personally make James
hated by him more.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Okay. I
see. You are trying to save your friend and not having to see James at the
office then? That makes sense.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Yes.
That’s what I wanted to explain before you started yelling.” She continued
typing her report up after a break.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Gomen.
It’s just lately, a lot of things has stressed me out. What gets us in trouble
are scandals which can be reported to tabloids. Jun explained.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“I understand and you know I
wouldn’t expose you. It upset me to see the info which is why I mentioned it. Still,
were they true?”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Yes. They
were. Those were the days I was stupid and learning.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Souka. I
didn’t see any current research but man, Johnny covered your ass.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“That’s why
I’m careful with you. I don’t want them knowing we’re together because I don’t
want you involved.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Sheesh…..
that’s me here too. I’m not famous but I have a crazy fiancé.”</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">They talked for another hour about
everything and both calmed down. Kytana didn&#39;t want to pry any further into
Jun&#39;s past but he told her anyways because he felt she needed to know. The
doubts went away. She admitted to herself she was falling for him... really
hard. It wasn&#39;t the usual fangirl love... it was actual true love. How was she
going to deal with this situation now? She looked into her bank accounts and
nodded. She saved up enough for a long vacation and accrued two months worth...
now where to spend to go? Of course.... Japan.</p>



<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">The Director called Kytana late
that night and needed to discuss something private with her. She breathed
before entering. First, the Director looked confused and happy at the same
time. <em style="">~ Hhhmm... well, I know he&#39;s got
the report for last week&#39;s search. ~</em></p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Have a seat.&quot; He pointed
to his chair. She sat and crossed her legs with a folder in her hand.
&quot;There are two things I needs to discuss. I will start off with
this...&quot; He slid a file folder across his table. She opened it, and it had
copies of pictures, articles, reports, and other information of Jun. He stood
up and looked out the window, &quot;You going after someone who&#39;s not in our
country, Kytana? I want to know when you were going to get my permission for
this assignment.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I thought it was already
authorized by you.&quot; She acted surprised.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I didn’t know anything about
this. Who told you?&quot; He turned around and looked at her intently. The
Director wasn&#39;t a man to be played with.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;James Harold... my fiancé.&quot;
She looked down at her folder.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Oh really? Why would he ask
my firm to do some research on this Japanese idol?&quot; He pointed to the
file. Personally, he never liked James and always wondered why Kytana was
marrying him.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Can I explain?&quot; She
asked.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Go ahead.&quot; He sat down
and clasped his hands together. Sometimes, Kytana was intimidated by her
Director. He was a very good looking man with a tall muscular stature and was
known throughout the nation as the best attorney and investigator. She worked
under him for the past 2-3 years and wondered why he favored her.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Walter explained to me he
needed my help on this. James hired him to conduct international research.
Apparently, Walter was threatened and needed my help. So, as a favor, I took it
upon myself to research this Japanese idol. James says that he&#39;ll run it
through you and I guess he never did. I don&#39;t want Walter to get into trouble
for the work I&#39;ve done. If anything, you can go ahead and fire me.&quot; She
pushed her glasses up to her face.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I see. I won&#39;t tolerate
unauthorized work. James is not part of this law firm and will be banned from
coming here again. You may want to tell him. Tell him he will get a restraining
order if he doesn&#39;t abide what I want.&quot; He smiled.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Okay, sir. Ummm... do you not
like him?&quot; She arched a brow, acting really well.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;He&#39;s a snake.&quot; He put it
bluntly. &quot;From the moment I met him, he&#39;s just worthless. He doesn&#39;t know
how much work is put into our positions. Not to mention, I&#39;ve done my own
research and he&#39;s getting information illegally. I don&#39;t like that at
all.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Oh. I will keep this to
myself then.&quot; <em style="">~ Yes, this is
working! You&#39;re freaking awesome, Director! ~ </em>She nodded.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Please do. Besides, I
wouldn&#39;t want to fire one of my best investigators. You&#39;re too important for
the company along with Jonathan.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Yes, sir. I apologize again
for this incident.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;No worries. You did a great
job on it too. This Japanese idol is lucky to have you as a fan.&quot; He knew
about her favorite idol group, and Jun was her favorite member. &quot;Yet, I
wouldn&#39;t want you to get in trouble by leaking this out. So, keep this as for
your personal info to read about him.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Thank you very much. I didn&#39;t
know you knew I liked him...&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;You&#39;re obvious when you speak
about Japan.&quot;
He paid attention to every detail.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I don&#39;t mean to be. I will
stop.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;No no. It&#39;s nice to see you
smile... so, don&#39;t stop. Just be professional, okay?&quot; Before Japan,
Kytana never really smiled since she was into her work all the time. It was
nice to see it here and there.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;All right. Thank you
again.&quot; </p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;One more thing.&quot; He held
up a letter in his hand.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Sir?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Tomorrow, you&#39;ll have two
positions.&quot; He slid the letter to her. She opened it and read her
promotion. Her pay was tripled, and she passed the exams. &quot;Welcome aboard,
Miss Jurray.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">She was in shock after reading,
&quot;Uh... I don&#39;t know what to say.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I understand. You&#39;ll start having
training sessions with me starting tomorrow on being an attorney here. It&#39;ll
take the course of a month.&quot; He explained.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Okay. Do I need to bring
anything?&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Notepad and a pen would be preferable.&quot;
He looked at his computer clock. &quot;I shouldn&#39;t keep you any further. Go
home and rest now. I will see you in the morning.&quot; He smiled and leaned in
to see some paperwork on his desk.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Good night, sir.&quot; Her
immediate reaction was bowing and then leaving the office slowly. She was
happy... all her hard work paid off! She walked over to her desk to pick up her
laptop bag. Jonathan came back with a stack of books in his hands.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Oh… I thought you went home.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I was called in to speak to
the Director. He had some important business with me.&quot; She decided to stay
and talk to Jonathan a bit more. She moved a chair next to him. &quot;I&#39;m still
in shock right now.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;He fired you?&quot; He typed
in his over time hours on his electronic time card.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Why would I be happy about
that?&quot; She glared and whacked his shoulder.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Ok ok. Ummm.... I will guess
that it&#39;s something to do with the illegal research.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Yup. Positively speaking of
course.&quot; She was going to make him guess.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">He knew what her look meant,
&quot;I&#39;m not guessing.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Damn you. Anyways... he hates
James which made me happy. He can&#39;t come here ever again or he&#39;ll make sure
that he gets a restraining order&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;The Director became cooler in
my book now. That&#39;s good.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;And no one is fired. Walter
owes me big time for this. Oh... also, starting tomorrow, I&#39;ll be an
attorney.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;WHAT???? When was this?&quot;
He gasped.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">“Had to keep it a secret. It was
under direct orders.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Great... so am I by
myself?&quot; He didn&#39;t want to lose his partner.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;I don&#39;t think so. I&#39;ll beg
him to still have you partnered up with me on investigation. I&#39;m not leaving
this department ever. I love it too much.&quot; She smiled.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Whew. Then I&#39;m relieved. We
definitely need to celebrate.&quot;</p>

<p class="MsoNormal" style="text-indent: 0.5in;">&quot;Dinner on me... not
tonight.&quot; She laughed. He laughed too. They continued with their late
night conversation and both didn&#39;t go home till 3am.
They had to be at work by 8am that
morning. Before heading to bed, she prepared a request for a long vacation
starting in July that will go up to September. Everything was going right for her
- a Director who hated her fiancé, a partner who&#39;s willing to stick by her
side, loyal friends, a new position, and a hot boyfriend who she hadn&#39;t heard
from in a while. Oh well... he was busy as she was. <em style="">~ Jun, wait for me in July. We&#39;ll be together again. ~</em></p>

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        <title>LSS FORUM OPEN in new server! =D</title>   
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        <title>Get to know yourself better quiz</title>   
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        <p>I saw this on <a href="http://miyukiangel88.vox.com/" class="enclosure-inline-user" at:enclosure="inline-user" at:user-xid="6p00e398c0f4710002" at:screen-name="princessangel88" at:delegate="people-connect" at:user-pic="http://up1.vox.com/6a00e398c0f471000200fa96870cb10002-75si" >princessangel88</a>&#39;s blog. It looked really interesting and the results are very eerie cause they&#39;re true! *o*</p><p>Take it here: <a href="http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx">http://www.quizbox.com/personality/test82.aspx</a></p><p><strong>Your view on yourself:</strong></p>
<p><span id="Label1">Other people find you very interesting, but you are
really hiding your true self. Your friends love you because you are a
good listener. They&#39;ll probably still love you if you learn to be
yourself with them.</span>
<p><strong><br />The type of girlfriend/boyfriend you are looking for:</strong></p>
<span id="Label2">You like serious, smart and determined people. You
don&#39;t judge a book by its cover, so good-looking people aren&#39;t
necessarily your style. This makes you an attractive person in many
people&#39;s eyes.</span>
<p><br /><strong>Your readiness to commit to a relationship:</strong></p>
<span id="Label3">You are ready to commit as soon as you meet the right
person. And you believe you will pretty much know as soon as you might
that person.</span>
<p><br /><strong>The seriousness of your love:</strong></p>
<span id="Label4">Your have very sensible tactics when approaching the
opposite sex. In many ways people find your straightforwardness
attractive, so you will find yourself with plenty of dates.</span>
<p><br /><strong>Your views on education</strong></p>
<span id="Label5">Education is very important in life. You want to study hard and learn as much as you can.</span>
<p><br /><strong>The right job for you:</strong></p>
<span id="Label6">You have plenty of dream jobs but have little chance
of doing any of them if you don&#39;t focus on something in particular. You
need to choose something and go for it to be happy and achieve success.</span>
<p><br /><strong>How do you view success:</strong></p>
<span id="Label7">You are confident that you will be successful in your chosen career and nothing will stop you from trying.</span>
<p><br /><strong>What are you most afraid of:</strong></p>
<span id="Label8">You are afraid of having no one to rely on in times
of trouble. You don&#39;t ever want to be unable to take care of yourself.
Independence is important to you.</span>
<p><br /><strong>Who is your true self:</strong></p>
<span id="Label9">You are full of energy and confidence. You are
unpredictable, with moods changing as quickly as an ocean. You might
occasionally be calm and still, but never for long.</span></p>    <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>2 surveys (thanx, princess_jime &amp; hikari-chan!)</title>   
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        <p>Originally from <a href="http://randomarashi.vox.com/" class="enclosure-inline-user" at:enclosure="inline-user" at:user-xid="6p00e398dd4a950004" at:screen-name="Princess_Jime" at:delegate="people-connect" at:user-pic="http://up5.vox.com/6a00e398dd4a9500040100a7e80ece000e-75si" >Princess_Jime</a>. Taken from <a href="http://hikari-chan.vox.com/" class="enclosure-inline-user" at:enclosure="inline-user" at:user-xid="6p00e398a7030a0004" at:screen-name="Hikari" at:delegate="people-connect" at:user-pic="http://up2.vox.com/6a00e398a7030a000400fae8cd4643000b-75si" >Hikari</a>&#39;s blog</p>

<p><strong><u>Survey 1</u></strong></p>

<p><strong><u>ABOUT YOU</u></strong><strong><u><br />
</u><strong>Age:</strong></strong>&#160;25 (I’m still older than Jun. xD)<br />
<strong>First Name:</strong> Guess!<br />
<strong>Last Name:</strong> Guess!<br />
<strong>Home</strong><strong> </strong><strong>Town</strong><strong>:</strong> Bay Area, California<br />
<strong>Any Siblings:</strong> 2 Older brothers and sister<br />
<strong>School:</strong> Eh what’s done? I’m done with 2 years of college.
Getting my Paralegal Certification next Spring. Then going back to my 4-year
college to finish my Bachelor’s.<br />
<strong>Job:</strong> Legal Receptionist<br />
<strong>Car:</strong> Silver Honda Civic</p>

<p><strong><u>FAVORITES</u></strong><strong><u><br />
</u><strong>Food:</strong></strong> All Japanese, Filipino and Italian foods<br />
<strong>Book:</strong> Uhhh… a lot!<br />
<strong>Song:</strong> Ummmm…. A lot!<br />
<strong>Movie:</strong> Again.. a lot! xD<br />
<strong>Drink:</strong> Water, tea, fruit juice<br />
<strong>Sport:</strong> Volleyball, Tennis, Any martial arts<br />
<strong>TV Show:</strong> All the Law &amp; Orders series (regular, SVU,
CI), Burn Notice, In Plain Sight, Avatar: The Last Airbender, Cold Case,
Without a Trace<br />
<strong>Color:</strong> Black, blue, silver<br />
<strong>Musical Artist:</strong> Eto…. I love Arashi but I like a lot of other
artists too.<br />
<strong>Childhood Game:</strong> Hhhmmm… Candyland. xD</p>

<p><strong><u>HOW DANGEROUS </u></strong><strong><u>ARE</u></strong><strong><u>
YOU</u></strong><strong><u><br />
</u><strong>ever smoke a cigarette:</strong></strong> Yup… not addicted in any way
thank god.<br />
<strong>ever drank: </strong>since I was not 21.. yes. xD<br />
<strong>ever smoked pot:</strong> Eh no. Nasty smell!<br />
<strong>ever bunjee jumped: </strong>Never had the opportunity<br />
<strong>ever sky dived:</strong> I wish<br />
<strong>ever curse:</strong> Hasn’t everyone?<br />
<strong>ever fail a class:</strong> Hai. It’s annoying to re-take.<br />
<strong>ever been kissed:</strong> Does the word boyfriend give a clue? xD<br />
<strong>virgin:</strong> Let me say I’m just horny… now can you guess? XD<br />
<strong>ever sing in front of a crowd: </strong>Yup… Gospel Choir, Church
choir, karaoke… I’m a nut and don’t care if I sing horribly. Better than my
boyfriend. xD<br />
<strong>ever punch someone:</strong> In tae kwon do to get points. I’ve slapped
and elbowed people.<br />
<strong>ever tell someone you hated them:</strong> Yup and vice versa</p>

<p><strong><u>FIRSTS</u></strong><strong><u><br />
</u><strong>kiss:</strong></strong> When I was 16<br />
<strong>sex:</strong> Uh… when I was 20<br />
<strong>time arrested:</strong> Hell no! I work for a lawyer. --;;;<br />
<strong>time drunk:</strong> *thinks* Went dancing on a table<br />
<strong>love:</strong> God… so long…. How old am I? XD 6 years ago.<br />
<strong>word: </strong>I can’t remember that far back.<br />
<strong>kindergarten teacher:</strong> Again, can’t remember that far back<br />
<strong>date:</strong> Would going to the winter ball work? xD<br />
<strong>boyfriend: </strong>When I was 18<br />
<strong>girlfriend:</strong> Never had one<br />
<strong>crush:</strong> Hhhmm….. first crush? Someone from middle school<br />
<strong>celebrity you met:</strong> Karan Ashley from Power Rangers (she played
Aisha)</p>

<p><strong><u>LASTS</u></strong><strong><u><br />
</u><strong>Hug:</strong></strong> My close friend from last night<br />
<strong>Kiss:</strong> From Justin last night. xD<br />
<strong>Conversation:</strong> With my close friend again last night<em><br />
</em><strong>Boyfriend:</strong> Still with Justin after 5 years. xD<br />
<strong>Girlfriend:</strong> Hhhmmm…. I don’t remember her name<br />
<strong>Song you listened to:</strong> Ne-Yo’s Closer<br />
<strong>Movie you watched: </strong>Crows Zero – I love Shun! =D</p>

<p><strong><u>Survey 2</u></strong></p>

<p><strong>What are you most afraid of?</strong><strong> </strong><span style="">Failing in life, being homeless</span></p>

<p><strong>What is the most recent movie that you&#39;ve seen in a theater?</strong><strong>
</strong><span style=""><span style="">&#160;</span>The Dark Knight</span></p>

<p><strong>Have you ever seen a ghost?</strong><strong> </strong><span style="">Yeah. Some are lost like us humans… seriously. Some are vengeful because
they were killed or murdered. I kinda was a medium back in high school…. I
still have it a bit BUT lately, I haven’t thought about it.</span></p>

<p><strong>Loved someone so much it made you cry?</strong><span style=""> Yes. I’m still dating him. After all the
heart ache and drama, we finally can be at peace as a couple.</span></p>

<p><strong>Been in a car accident?</strong><span style=""> Yeah… that’s why I have my Honda now.</span></p>

<p><strong>Favorite day of the week?</strong><span style=""> Hhhhmm…. Any day I don’t have to work… so weekends. xD</span></p>

<p><strong>Favorite Flower?</strong><span style="">
Orchids and Carnations</span></p>

<p><strong>Favorite ice cream?</strong><span style="">
Damn you! I love all kinds of ice cream! *pouts*</span></p>

<p><strong>How many times have you failed your driver&#39;s test?</strong><span style=""> Passed it on the first try. </span><span style="font-family: Wingdings;"><span style="">J</span></span></p>

<p><strong>What do you do most often when you are bored?</strong><span style=""> Write or read.</span></p>

<p><strong>What are you listening to now?</strong><span style=""> Last Words from Thousand Foot Krutch</span></p>

<p><strong>How many pets do you have?</strong><strong> </strong><span style=""><span style="">&#160;</span>Never had a pet. No time to care
for them.</span></p>

<p><strong>Hair color?</strong><span style=""> Brown
and black.. it likes to interchange.</span></p>

<p><strong>Eye Color?</strong><span style=""> Dark
brown</span></p>

<p><strong>Favorite month?</strong><span style="">
Ummm.. January.</span></p>

<p><strong>How many countries have you lived in?</strong><span style=""> one but lived in 2 states.</span></p>

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    <entry>
        <title>Tarot card quiz</title>   
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        <p>Saw this on <a href="http://chesto.vox.com/" class="enclosure-inline-user" at:enclosure="inline-user" at:user-xid="6p00f48cfc70f10001" at:screen-name="Destini" at:delegate="people-connect" at:user-pic="http://up1.vox.com/6a00f48cfc70f1000100f48d11c19a0001-75si" >Destini</a>&#39;s blog =D</p><p style="text-align: center"><img src="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot/winged/21.jpg" /></p><p><br /><h2 style="text-align: center"><strong><span style="font-family: verdana">You are the World</span></strong><span style="font-family: verdana"></span></h2><br /><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: verdana">Completion, Good Reward.</span></p><br /><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: verdana">The World is the final card of the Major Arcana, and as such represents saturnian energies, time, and completion.</span></p><br /><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-family: verdana">The World card pictures a dancer in a Yoni (sometimes made of laurel leaves). The Yoni symbolizes the great Mother, the cervix through which everything is born, and also the doorway to the next life after death. It is indicative of a complete circle. Everything is finally coming together, successfully and at last. You will get that Ph.D. you&#39;ve been working for years to complete, graduate at long last, marry after a long engagement, or finish that huge project. This card is not for little ends, but for big ones, important ones, ones that come with well earned cheers and acknowledgements. Your hard work, knowledge, wisdom, patience, etc, will absolutely pay-off; you&#39;ve done everything right.</span></p><br /><p style="text-align: center"><span style="font-size: small; font-family: verdana"><strong>What Tarot Card are You?</strong><br /><a href="http://www.flarn.com/~warlock/tarot" target="_blank">Take the Test to Find Out.</a></span></p> </p>   <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>Curious about Japan - negative views?</title>   
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        <published>2008-08-04T01:25:33Z</published>
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        <p>I had a conversation with a friend of mine about Japan. I really want to go because it&#39;s been a big dream of mine. We talked about the Johnnys and went on about Japan in general. It was the first time I heard some negative aspects that never came up before. I always read and hear about how Japan is great and never really heard anything beyond how great it was.</p><p>This is for anyone. I&#39;m really curious. Has anyone have any weird / unusual / bad / experiences or views of Japan? I&#39;d like to hear about it. ^^ If not, you can always tell how awesome it was there. Please don&#39;t shoot or kill me. I&#39;m just curious... *readies to run just in case*<br /> </p>   <p style="clear:both;"> 
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        <title>Decision/Desire/Declaration - Chapter 2</title>   
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        <p><span style="color: #ff0000">More background. I was saying that chapter 3 was going to the be the start but I wrote too much on Chapter 2 that I have to split it up. xD ENJOY!!!! Kytana having her not scary moments..... *giggles*</span></p><p><strong>CHAPTER 2</strong></p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>Kytana
didn’t sleep a wink at all. She was talking to Jun all night, and they really
had a lot in common. She kept checking her cell phone each time and it got to
the point where she needed to finish packing. Jun helped her and then waited
till she was done with her shower. He was kind enough to drop her off at the
airport and give her one last hug goodbye.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Call, text
or e-mail me when you get back.” Jun requested.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Sure.
Thank you.” She smiled and got her luggage out of the car. She was finally
happy and to a point where she didn’t want to go back home. Still, she had to
for work and her insane life again.</p>



<p class="MsoNormal">*******</p>



<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>She came to
work the next day, smiling. Once she got back, she slept peacefully, dreaming
about her new ‘date’. Everyone had never seen Kytana crack a smile early in the
morning.</p>

<p class="MsoNormal"><span style="">&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160;&#160; </span>“Hey