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Who: Kikumaru Eiji and Oishi Shuichirou
What: Talking, invitations, Oishi admits something
When: Feb 19 I assume
Where: Prince Media building. Oishi's office.
Rating: Uh....pg-13
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He woke up that morning..none at all energetic, but once the red head had actually gotten on his feet, Kikumaru was beaming with energy and making his way down the Prince Media headquarters. A bright smile was planted on his lips, and soon he open the door of his manager's office, crawling to sit on the desk -ignoring any paperwork or other articles of..things that may have been on here.
"Oiisshhiiii!!!!"
Oishi was proud to be able to say that today he was doing good. He'd gotten a lot of paperwork done with and was finishing up a new file, writing in a few times while listening to the voice on the other end of the phone line. He gave a pleasant farewell and began finishing up what he needed to, spreading out the papers over his desk to make sure there was plenty of time and that nothing overlapped.
He looked up when the door opened, sitting up before inwardly wincing as the redhead sat himself atop the papers. "Hello, Kikumaru-san."
"What're ya doing?" Eiji asked cheerfully, moving cross-legged -sitting on his slender bare legs (as he'd been wearing shorts) and watching the older male. His fingers gripped the toes of his sneakers and he swayed side to side to await an answer.
He'd need the perfect moment to snap a Photo~
"I was working on the schedule for next week." Oishi said calmly, eyes glancing and the abused papers mournfully before moving his attention back to his client. "Did you have a question or some other reason for this visit, Kikumaru-san?"
"Why nya? What for?" Eiji asked, picking up an odd looking pin from the desk and playing with it. How..weird. Why would Oishi have a pen like that? It was funny looking! He smirked and twirled the pen nimbly in his fingers, looking back up at Oishi.
"No. I just wanted to bug you!"
Oishi leaned back in his chair a moment, hands folding across his abdomen. "If I don't do it, I'm sure no one will. Plus, it's my job." Oishi smiled faintly before tilting his head, looking mildly curious. "While I enjoy the visit, Kikumaru-san. I really should finish checking my files."
Snap! Kikumaru took a picture of that, casually tucking the phone back in his pocket and picking up a crumbled sheet of paper to gaze through.
"Ano..this stuff looks really boring.." He said in a frown, now glancing through the papers, not keeping them in the appropriate order.
Oishi blinked, staring for a moment as if in awe before it kicked in. He shook his head, trying to avoid the slight sense of dread with how terrible that image would look.
"I suppose to some people it is." He admitted honestly, leaning back in to grab a pen. "They need to be kept up..." He paused, watching the redhead with a small frown. Though, it was only one folder at least. "People can't be in two places at once."
OH! The reaction look was too priceless! Kikumaru snapped another blog shot after, before Oishi shook his head. He smirked in satisfaction, feeling amazing and smug. Something to leave the fans with.
"I bet I can nya!" He said with a laugh, picking up more papers to put out of order, grinning wider at the little scowl on Oishi's face.
Blinking, Oishi whined faintly, lifting a hand. "Kikumaru-san... May I ask why you suddenly feel the need to take my photo?" He sighed, taking a paper and grabbing the notepad from his desk, leaning back again.
"I think it's physically impossible." He smiled faintly, tilting his head. "Though, I don't doubt that you could get from one place to another quicker than most."
"To put on my Blog!" Kikumaru answered cheerfully with a brighter smile, scooting further on the edge of the desk, moving closer to Oishi and still going through the papers, now picking up the others glasses and WOAH, nevermind.
"I rock nya! Of course I can! Want me to help with the office work? I'm bored and restless." He said sadly, luring the other with a kitten eyed pout.
Oishi opened his mouth to respond then decided against it. Several people posted pictures on their blogs. It wasn't too uncommon. Oishi figured Eiji saw him enough to include him either way.
"You shouldn't do that..." Oishi said,reaching to take his glasses back, carefully folding them. "Office work? What do you need help with, Kikumaru-san?"
Oishi's reply was a shrug, and letting his manager take his glasses back and sighed. "Nyaaa~ I'm just bored. Give me something to do! Anything!"
He pleaded.
Oishi sighed but gave a small smile afterwards. "Hm...well... Let's see. I still need to highlight the appointments for this file...you can help if you like?"
Win! Oishi couldn't win against his kitten charms! "Kay!! What do I need to do?"
"Hm..." Oishi set down a piece of paper, gesturing to the lines. "Just need to highlight the times, locations, and who is to be asked for at the desk."
"Which ones?" Kikumaru asked with a head tilt, taking the paper and highlighter to look at it curiously. How confusing!
"Well..." Oishi started before laying the paper down and grabbing a highlighter from a cup on the edge of the desk and uncapping it. "Like....this." He said, voice lowering slightly as he slid the marker over the items.
That was easy.....Kikimaru blinked and nodded, taking his highlighter and leaning in curiously -head tilting and etching the marker across the items.
"Like that?"
Oishi smiled, nodding once before leaning back a bit. "Yes, exactly. My work isn't typically difficult when it comes to the paper."
Wow! How cool! Kikumaru smiled, nodding enthusiastically as he marked the paper, bouncing hyperly and frowning in concentration.
Wow! This WAS easy!
Nodding, Oishi collected a few sheets for himself and leaned back, working on his own papers.
"Oh...and if you come across a page where an appointment is crossed out, you don't have to highlight it."
"Hai Hai! This is easy!" Kikumaru said, ego getting in the way while he highlight the necessary text as a kid coloring a picture would -with equal amount of concentration and amusement.
"Maybe when you retire you'll become a manager." Oishi said with a hint of amusement in his voice.
"No way nyaaa. It seems like an annoying job! Do you get to move around at all or do anything? Do managers even enjoy ice cream?" He asked curiously, lifting himself from the paper, brilliantly and handing Oishi the sheet.
"Done nya!"
At that, Oishi had to laugh. "Well, if our client goes on tour, we usually go with them." Oishi shrugged. "I like icecream, at least."
He smiled, hand taking the sheet and looking it over. "Good job."
Oishi liked ice cream? He sat up, stretching out his legs, which ended up nearly on either side of the manager.
"Ice cream...I want some ice cream nya! Let's get some ice cream Oishi!"
Oishi shifted, blinking at the sudden appearance in legs in his personal space.
"...Now?" He tilted his head, reaching to place his current sheet on the finished pile.
"Yeah! Now! I want ice cream!" Eiji said, retracting his legs beneath him again and arching his back inward flexibly.
"Pleaaaaaase?"
Oishi glanced around his office before sighing. He was doing well this morning, a break couldn't hurt. "Sure. I think there's a place nearby."
Yaaay! Free ice cream! "Yatta!" He cheered out, pushing from the desk to get into Oishi's lap, arms hugging around his neck.
"Thank yooou Oishi!!!"
Oishi smiled faintly, setting the papers aside. "It's only icecream, Kikuma-" He tensed faintly, eyes widening just a bit at the sudden weight on his lap and body against his own.
He blushed faintly, opening his mouth to comment, though, nothing came out at first and he was left to laugh nervously. "Yo-You're welcome."
"But ice cream is the best! Let's gooo!" Kikumaru smiled, tugging at the older man's tie. Warm. Oishi was warm! and cuddly, he realised. He smiled wider at the nervous laugh, wonder what would make Oishi feel so..well..weird.
Mischief kicked in and he leaned his head on Oishi's shoulder, slow breath panting against the other's collared neck. "Ano..Oishi....Gomen. I really like ice cream~..nya?"
Oishi nodded, trying to ignore the tug, mentally counting the seconds off in his head. "Uh...okay...you need to get up before I can." Oishi nodded once, trying to ignore how amused Eiji seemed at this situation.
Though, when the redhead leaned in he tensed up again, momentarily forgeting to exhale. "A...Ah. Kikumaru-san. Such behaviour is not very proper in the office. I think you should remove yourself."
"I'm not doing anything~" He said against Oishi's neck with a purr, fingers working non-too experienced at undoing the tie, while he nibbled on the sweet flesh of Oishi's neck. The guy was so flustered, and being the flirtatious kitten who found pleasure in the agony of others, couldn't help but tease.
Not that he'd actually do anything, but still.
Oishi closed his eyes, back pressing firmly against the chair in a vain attempt to back away. "Kikumaru-san!" He shook his head, squirming just enough to stop the nibbling, hands firmly pushing back the redhead's shoulders.
"Even if we were not already in a professional relationship where such actions are highly frowned upon, I still don't believe acting like this is permitted in the workplace."
Aww. Eiji pouted, at least knowing how far he could push the other. He gave Oishi another cute, sad pout.
"Then I can come over tonight, ne?" He asked, holding back a smirk enough to make a believable advance. Poor Oishi! He felt bad for his manager, having to deal with his mischief and curiousity. Kind of. It was fun, actually.
It took a lot more than Oishi would have expected not to give in and mimick the pout he was recieving. "Please don't pout at me, Eiji."
"i sup-What?!" Oishi tensed again, eyes widening slightly before shaking his head firmly. "I don't think that is a good idea, Kikumaru-san."
The pout grew and he shifted his small frame to settle straddled in Oishi's lap. Just to blush. Just blush! "But Oishi~" He whined, bottom lip puckered out, colbat gaze shimmering with mock tears. head lowered just slightly.
"You suppose nyo~? It'll be fun. We could..cuddle..."
Oishi shifted, closing his eyes a moment. "Kikumaru-san this is hardly appropiate behaviour. You are my client. You should not be visiting my home, what's worse is that you suggested cuddling." Oishi took a deep breath, finding that if he didn't have to see the problem sitting on him it was easier to overlook. "I have prior arrangements tonight, anyway."
Kikumaru fumed, hating being ignored and wanting to get a blush, anything! Leaning in, he ran his tongue up the side of Oishi's face in a long moan, finger pressing against Oishi's face.
Ewe, did he LICK him? It was pretty weird....but darn it his manager SHALL blush!
Oishi could feel himself tense yet again, mind spinning for a moment before he shook his head, once again shoving the redhead back firmly. "Kikumaru-san, I am not from the same area as you or something but such behaviour is just unacceptable."
He paused, thinking, wanting to simply put an end to it before someone wandered in and saw them. "Even if I were attracted to you and enjoyed the attention, I am spoken for, Kikumaru-san. I'd appericate it if you would please remove yourself from my lap..."
Oops. He...he was MARRIED? Eeking, Kikumaru instantly moved out of the brunette's lap. Still no blush, but he didn't know the guy was MARRIED. He looked at Oishi with disgust, waving and crawling over the desk towards the exit.
"Oooooi Gomen! I didn't..know you were...I was trying to make you blush nyaa..bu...t...Mm...Anyways! See ya!!" Kikumaru said, stealing the pen that had interested him earlier from the desk and wiping his mouth on his arm. Smiling goofily, guiltily and rather dazed he nodded, moving a small hand on the door handle.
Big oops of the day. That was NOT going in his blog. Maybe...
Oishi exhaled once the weight had gone, watching curiously as the redhead seemed to...run for it. He frowned faintly, inwardly wincing at the sudden awkward air he had created between himself and a client but really, he couldn't let it continue.
"It's fine, Kikumaru-san...you...didn't know?" While he wasn't sure if it was the best or even true, it seemed like a nice thing to say. "Goodbye, Kikumaru-san..." He slowly reached for his papers again, looking them over before simply placing them in the middle of the desk. He definately needed a break now.
He shook his head, flashing Oishi a quick small before opening the door and leaving the office. Eiji cursed to himself with an angry pout and huffed.
"Good job nyo~" He said to himself, picking at the bandaid on his cheek before moving to love. Really. Starbucks. He needed Starbucks.
What: Talking, invitations, Oishi admits something
When: Feb 19 I assume
Where: Prince Media building. Oishi's office.
Rating: Uh....pg-13
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He woke up that morning..none at all energetic, but once the red head had actually gotten on his feet, Kikumaru was beaming with energy and making his way down the Prince Media headquarters. A bright smile was planted on his lips, and soon he open the door of his manager's office, crawling to sit on the desk -ignoring any paperwork or other articles of..things that may have been on here.
"Oiisshhiiii!!!!"
Oishi was proud to be able to say that today he was doing good. He'd gotten a lot of paperwork done with and was finishing up a new file, writing in a few times while listening to the voice on the other end of the phone line. He gave a pleasant farewell and began finishing up what he needed to, spreading out the papers over his desk to make sure there was plenty of time and that nothing overlapped.
He looked up when the door opened, sitting up before inwardly wincing as the redhead sat himself atop the papers. "Hello, Kikumaru-san."
"What're ya doing?" Eiji asked cheerfully, moving cross-legged -sitting on his slender bare legs (as he'd been wearing shorts) and watching the older male. His fingers gripped the toes of his sneakers and he swayed side to side to await an answer.
He'd need the perfect moment to snap a Photo~
"I was working on the schedule for next week." Oishi said calmly, eyes glancing and the abused papers mournfully before moving his attention back to his client. "Did you have a question or some other reason for this visit, Kikumaru-san?"
"Why nya? What for?" Eiji asked, picking up an odd looking pin from the desk and playing with it. How..weird. Why would Oishi have a pen like that? It was funny looking! He smirked and twirled the pen nimbly in his fingers, looking back up at Oishi.
"No. I just wanted to bug you!"
Oishi leaned back in his chair a moment, hands folding across his abdomen. "If I don't do it, I'm sure no one will. Plus, it's my job." Oishi smiled faintly before tilting his head, looking mildly curious. "While I enjoy the visit, Kikumaru-san. I really should finish checking my files."
Snap! Kikumaru took a picture of that, casually tucking the phone back in his pocket and picking up a crumbled sheet of paper to gaze through.
"Ano..this stuff looks really boring.." He said in a frown, now glancing through the papers, not keeping them in the appropriate order.
Oishi blinked, staring for a moment as if in awe before it kicked in. He shook his head, trying to avoid the slight sense of dread with how terrible that image would look.
"I suppose to some people it is." He admitted honestly, leaning back in to grab a pen. "They need to be kept up..." He paused, watching the redhead with a small frown. Though, it was only one folder at least. "People can't be in two places at once."
OH! The reaction look was too priceless! Kikumaru snapped another blog shot after, before Oishi shook his head. He smirked in satisfaction, feeling amazing and smug. Something to leave the fans with.
"I bet I can nya!" He said with a laugh, picking up more papers to put out of order, grinning wider at the little scowl on Oishi's face.
Blinking, Oishi whined faintly, lifting a hand. "Kikumaru-san... May I ask why you suddenly feel the need to take my photo?" He sighed, taking a paper and grabbing the notepad from his desk, leaning back again.
"I think it's physically impossible." He smiled faintly, tilting his head. "Though, I don't doubt that you could get from one place to another quicker than most."
"To put on my Blog!" Kikumaru answered cheerfully with a brighter smile, scooting further on the edge of the desk, moving closer to Oishi and still going through the papers, now picking up the others glasses and WOAH, nevermind.
"I rock nya! Of course I can! Want me to help with the office work? I'm bored and restless." He said sadly, luring the other with a kitten eyed pout.
Oishi opened his mouth to respond then decided against it. Several people posted pictures on their blogs. It wasn't too uncommon. Oishi figured Eiji saw him enough to include him either way.
"You shouldn't do that..." Oishi said,reaching to take his glasses back, carefully folding them. "Office work? What do you need help with, Kikumaru-san?"
Oishi's reply was a shrug, and letting his manager take his glasses back and sighed. "Nyaaa~ I'm just bored. Give me something to do! Anything!"
He pleaded.
Oishi sighed but gave a small smile afterwards. "Hm...well... Let's see. I still need to highlight the appointments for this file...you can help if you like?"
Win! Oishi couldn't win against his kitten charms! "Kay!! What do I need to do?"
"Hm..." Oishi set down a piece of paper, gesturing to the lines. "Just need to highlight the times, locations, and who is to be asked for at the desk."
"Which ones?" Kikumaru asked with a head tilt, taking the paper and highlighter to look at it curiously. How confusing!
"Well..." Oishi started before laying the paper down and grabbing a highlighter from a cup on the edge of the desk and uncapping it. "Like....this." He said, voice lowering slightly as he slid the marker over the items.
That was easy.....Kikimaru blinked and nodded, taking his highlighter and leaning in curiously -head tilting and etching the marker across the items.
"Like that?"
Oishi smiled, nodding once before leaning back a bit. "Yes, exactly. My work isn't typically difficult when it comes to the paper."
Wow! How cool! Kikumaru smiled, nodding enthusiastically as he marked the paper, bouncing hyperly and frowning in concentration.
Wow! This WAS easy!
Nodding, Oishi collected a few sheets for himself and leaned back, working on his own papers.
"Oh...and if you come across a page where an appointment is crossed out, you don't have to highlight it."
"Hai Hai! This is easy!" Kikumaru said, ego getting in the way while he highlight the necessary text as a kid coloring a picture would -with equal amount of concentration and amusement.
"Maybe when you retire you'll become a manager." Oishi said with a hint of amusement in his voice.
"No way nyaaa. It seems like an annoying job! Do you get to move around at all or do anything? Do managers even enjoy ice cream?" He asked curiously, lifting himself from the paper, brilliantly and handing Oishi the sheet.
"Done nya!"
At that, Oishi had to laugh. "Well, if our client goes on tour, we usually go with them." Oishi shrugged. "I like icecream, at least."
He smiled, hand taking the sheet and looking it over. "Good job."
Oishi liked ice cream? He sat up, stretching out his legs, which ended up nearly on either side of the manager.
"Ice cream...I want some ice cream nya! Let's get some ice cream Oishi!"
Oishi shifted, blinking at the sudden appearance in legs in his personal space.
"...Now?" He tilted his head, reaching to place his current sheet on the finished pile.
"Yeah! Now! I want ice cream!" Eiji said, retracting his legs beneath him again and arching his back inward flexibly.
"Pleaaaaaase?"
Oishi glanced around his office before sighing. He was doing well this morning, a break couldn't hurt. "Sure. I think there's a place nearby."
Yaaay! Free ice cream! "Yatta!" He cheered out, pushing from the desk to get into Oishi's lap, arms hugging around his neck.
"Thank yooou Oishi!!!"
Oishi smiled faintly, setting the papers aside. "It's only icecream, Kikuma-" He tensed faintly, eyes widening just a bit at the sudden weight on his lap and body against his own.
He blushed faintly, opening his mouth to comment, though, nothing came out at first and he was left to laugh nervously. "Yo-You're welcome."
"But ice cream is the best! Let's gooo!" Kikumaru smiled, tugging at the older man's tie. Warm. Oishi was warm! and cuddly, he realised. He smiled wider at the nervous laugh, wonder what would make Oishi feel so..well..weird.
Mischief kicked in and he leaned his head on Oishi's shoulder, slow breath panting against the other's collared neck. "Ano..Oishi....Gomen. I really like ice cream~..nya?"
Oishi nodded, trying to ignore the tug, mentally counting the seconds off in his head. "Uh...okay...you need to get up before I can." Oishi nodded once, trying to ignore how amused Eiji seemed at this situation.
Though, when the redhead leaned in he tensed up again, momentarily forgeting to exhale. "A...Ah. Kikumaru-san. Such behaviour is not very proper in the office. I think you should remove yourself."
"I'm not doing anything~" He said against Oishi's neck with a purr, fingers working non-too experienced at undoing the tie, while he nibbled on the sweet flesh of Oishi's neck. The guy was so flustered, and being the flirtatious kitten who found pleasure in the agony of others, couldn't help but tease.
Not that he'd actually do anything, but still.
Oishi closed his eyes, back pressing firmly against the chair in a vain attempt to back away. "Kikumaru-san!" He shook his head, squirming just enough to stop the nibbling, hands firmly pushing back the redhead's shoulders.
"Even if we were not already in a professional relationship where such actions are highly frowned upon, I still don't believe acting like this is permitted in the workplace."
Aww. Eiji pouted, at least knowing how far he could push the other. He gave Oishi another cute, sad pout.
"Then I can come over tonight, ne?" He asked, holding back a smirk enough to make a believable advance. Poor Oishi! He felt bad for his manager, having to deal with his mischief and curiousity. Kind of. It was fun, actually.
It took a lot more than Oishi would have expected not to give in and mimick the pout he was recieving. "Please don't pout at me, Eiji."
"i sup-What?!" Oishi tensed again, eyes widening slightly before shaking his head firmly. "I don't think that is a good idea, Kikumaru-san."
The pout grew and he shifted his small frame to settle straddled in Oishi's lap. Just to blush. Just blush! "But Oishi~" He whined, bottom lip puckered out, colbat gaze shimmering with mock tears. head lowered just slightly.
"You suppose nyo~? It'll be fun. We could..cuddle..."
Oishi shifted, closing his eyes a moment. "Kikumaru-san this is hardly appropiate behaviour. You are my client. You should not be visiting my home, what's worse is that you suggested cuddling." Oishi took a deep breath, finding that if he didn't have to see the problem sitting on him it was easier to overlook. "I have prior arrangements tonight, anyway."
Kikumaru fumed, hating being ignored and wanting to get a blush, anything! Leaning in, he ran his tongue up the side of Oishi's face in a long moan, finger pressing against Oishi's face.
Ewe, did he LICK him? It was pretty weird....but darn it his manager SHALL blush!
Oishi could feel himself tense yet again, mind spinning for a moment before he shook his head, once again shoving the redhead back firmly. "Kikumaru-san, I am not from the same area as you or something but such behaviour is just unacceptable."
He paused, thinking, wanting to simply put an end to it before someone wandered in and saw them. "Even if I were attracted to you and enjoyed the attention, I am spoken for, Kikumaru-san. I'd appericate it if you would please remove yourself from my lap..."
Oops. He...he was MARRIED? Eeking, Kikumaru instantly moved out of the brunette's lap. Still no blush, but he didn't know the guy was MARRIED. He looked at Oishi with disgust, waving and crawling over the desk towards the exit.
"Oooooi Gomen! I didn't..know you were...I was trying to make you blush nyaa..bu...t...Mm...Anyways! See ya!!" Kikumaru said, stealing the pen that had interested him earlier from the desk and wiping his mouth on his arm. Smiling goofily, guiltily and rather dazed he nodded, moving a small hand on the door handle.
Big oops of the day. That was NOT going in his blog. Maybe...
Oishi exhaled once the weight had gone, watching curiously as the redhead seemed to...run for it. He frowned faintly, inwardly wincing at the sudden awkward air he had created between himself and a client but really, he couldn't let it continue.
"It's fine, Kikumaru-san...you...didn't know?" While he wasn't sure if it was the best or even true, it seemed like a nice thing to say. "Goodbye, Kikumaru-san..." He slowly reached for his papers again, looking them over before simply placing them in the middle of the desk. He definately needed a break now.
He shook his head, flashing Oishi a quick small before opening the door and leaving the office. Eiji cursed to himself with an angry pout and huffed.
"Good job nyo~" He said to himself, picking at the bandaid on his cheek before moving to love. Really. Starbucks. He needed Starbucks.