Metro Station : Chapter 2
Title : Metro Station
Pairing : Ohmiya, Sakuraiba, Toma/?
Rating : PG-13
Genre : Romance, fluff, Comedy
Warning : Genderswitch ^^
Summary : Kazumi wants to be a writer but her work got rejected again and on her way back home, a stranger made her fall in the metro station.
Note : Sorry to be so late with this fic ^^" i want to have at keast one chapter in advance before posting it and the writing of the third chapter was a little slow ^^"
[Chapter 2]
Ohno-san and his partner had been in the CEO's office for ten minutes. Kazumi, for her part, was preparing tea and serving it in cups, not without throwing furtive glances at his savior seated on an armchair in front of her boss. She could not hear what they were saying but suddenly the three men burst out laughing.
Ohno-san had a beautiful smile that instantly diffused a sweet warmth throughout the body of the young woman. What was the probability that they would see each other again? The chances were extremely small. When the tea was ready, she lifted the tray with the intention of going to serve it, tried to keep her cool and went through the office door.
- Excuse me for disturbing you. She announced in a soft voice as she entered.
She served each one their cup and blushed violently when Ohno-san thanked her with a smile before discreetly slipping away to return behind her desk as quickly as she had entered. Kazumi exhaled deeply and focused on administrative tasks for a good two hours.
She jumped when the two architects left the office and greeted them briefly as they passed by her. The young woman then took a look at her watch to see that her day was over, so she packed her things, greeted her boss and soon found herself in front of the elevators.
- It's a small world, after all. Said a familiar voice behind her.
The secretary turned towards her interlocutor cheeks increasingly scarlet.
- Ohno-san? You don't go back with your partner?
- I told him to leave without me.
- So ka ...
- I have not had the chance to be forgiven yet. He said. Can I invite you for dinner?
The young woman's heart seemed ready to explode as she tried to convince herself that the proposal was more friendly and polite than of mutual interest.
- You must not feel obligated, it was just an accident. It happens sometimes.
- I insist.
"Gaaah, that smile again!" Thought Kazumi, caught between two fires. The elevator made a small ring and its doors opened in front of her and the architect. Ohno-san waved to the open doors to let the secretary pass. She thanked him and they both rushed into the metal cage. They were alone, surprisingly.
- So, you accept?
- I don't know.
- Please ! It would put my mind at ease.
Kazumi drowned for a few moments in his dark, intense eyes and thought to herself that in the end it would probably be her only chance to spend time with Ohno-san. She gave him a smile and nodded.
- It's OK. She says.
- I know a good restaurant, not far. You will not be disappointed.
- I hope so.
Impatient, the young woman still took the time to warn her brother that she would not be there for dinner without, however, mentioning that she had been invited by the architect, just to not go to the interrogation when she will be back home.
*****
Satoshi opened the door of his favorite yakiniku restaurant and let his guest enter first. The establishment was not very big but nevertheless friendly and warm. He had discovered it with Toma when they set up their office in the area. The owner, a woman in her fifties, greeted them and he saw from her gaze that she suspected that Ninomiya-san was not just a friend to him.
- Welcome Satoshi-san, a table for two?
- Hai, Togami-san.
- Follow me. She said guiding them to a table away.
She gave them the card and left them, not without winking at her regular customer. They were then alone and the young woman plunged into the menu. He did the same, he didn't really know how to start the conversation anyway, but ended up lifting the head from the card after long minutes of silence.
- My recommendation is the beef. He said shyly.
Ninomiya-san jumped and also raised her head to nod briefly before putting the menu on the table.
- You seem to be a regular. She remarked.
- Hum. I come often, our office is a few streets away.
- So ka.
A new embarrassed silence followed, waiting for the waiter who took their order and left them alone again in their silence. Satoshi ended up breaking it again.
- I see that your ankle is better.
- Um ... I went back to work today, to be honest.
- In any case, your convalescence did not last long, I am reassured.
- I told you it was not much.
- You still made an impressive fall.
- Thanks for reminding me. She said sarcastically but without a bit of nastiness, with a small laugh that he found immediately adorable.
The young woman then peeked at her phone before typing a message and putting it in her bag.
- Excuse me.
- It was surely important.
- Not really, just my brother.
- Are you close?
- Hum, very much. She said with a small smile to punctuate her sentence.
- With mine it's the opposite and with my parents... I don't even talk about it. But I have a big sister with whom I get along extremely well.
- That's great. In fact, if you want to know everything, I don't have the same father as my brother. My parents got married after his birth.
- I see, my parents have married by agreement between the two families, as well as my brother and sister.
- And you ?
- Me ?
- Are you ... married? Oh, forget this, this is none of my business ...
The architect laughed a little.
- No I am not married. And there is no harm in asking the question, I reassure you.
- Someone in sight ?
- Hmm ... that's possible.
- I see. She said with a small smile that she barely concealed.
- I have a question.
- Go for it.
- What interests you in life? Without wanting to offend you, rare are the people who become secretary by passion.
She laughed briefly and her heart suddenly beat faster.
- You are right. In fact, I'm writing in my spare time and I occasionally submit texts to publishers but unfortunately, I must not be good enough to please them. None have yet agreed to work with me.
- It will eventually come, you must persevere if you really like it.
- You are probably right. She smiled before taking a sip of her drink.
Satoshi now felt more relaxed and it seemed to him that Ninomiya-san was the same, since they had managed to talk about their respective lives. The flow seemed to pass between them and the meal was held in a good atmosphere.
Leaving the restaurant, he did not fail to propose to the young woman to accompany her by taxi, which she politely refused by starting on foot, assuring with a determined look that she did not live far and that she knew how to defend herself.
The architect watched her move away until she was only one point in his sight, a foolish smile in his face and finally turned to the road to hail a taxi and rush into it, mind turned on Ninomiya-san.
*****
Kazumi discreetly returned to their apartment, removed her shoes and went to the living room where she found her brother and his lover waiting for her on the couch.
- So, this date? Asked Masaki.
- It was not a date, I already told you. She said exasperated as she put her bag on the table.
- Did you see your smile? It extends from one of your ears to the other.
The young woman put her fingers to her lips to notice the thing by herself.
- Who was it with? Sho asked.
- It does not concern you, damnit !
- I know one who has something to hide ... Teased her brother.
- Not at all! Kazumi blushed.
She went to drink a glass of fresh water in the kitchen and then returned to the living room to fall into the couch.
- Wow! it's crazy how your way of letting you down in the couch contrasts with your dress of young distinguished woman! Laughed the journalist.
The young woman groaned, rolling her eyes.
- If you want to know everything and since you will eventually discover it, I had dinner with Ohno-san.
- Eeeeeeeeh !! The two men exclaimed in chorus.
- It was a friendly invitation, I insist.
- How did you see him again? Did you have his number? Asked Masaki.
- No.
- Then he had yours?
- No ! He just happened to be the architect of the next hotel in the chain and he invited me to be forgiven for the other day.
- It's fate Kazu-chan! You are made for each other!
The secretary looked away, embarrassed.
- Mas' ... stop your nonsense ... she stammered.
- Hello, Mom ? You'll never guess what...
Kazumi turned abruptly to his brother who was holding his phone to his left ear and automatically flung herself on him.
- Don't listen to him, Kaa-chan! He's talking bullshit !!!
Both landed on the living room carpet with a thud followed by an insult from the old neighbor below. The phone, meanwhile, remained on the couch while his owner laughed to tears, immobilized on the ground by his sister.
- Haha! You believed it! You really thought I called Mom to tell her!
The young woman rose up blushing.
- We ... we never know what you're capable to do ... she said, kicking him in the side.
- Are you finished soon, you two? Sho held out his hand to his lover to help him climb onto the couch. You look like two little children! Masaki stop bothering her, you must not have been in a better state when we started going out together!
- Sure, it was as if he was in a trance. Kazumi said.
- Kawaiii ... Sho whispered before kissing his lover on the cheek.
The young woman rolled her eyes but smiled and turned around.
- I'm going to bed, good night lovers, don't make too many obscene noises tonight, there are some who work early tomorrow.
Once in her room, Kazumi removed her tight blouse and skirt and her bra, slipped in a large shirt and shorts, and pulled her hair roughly with a big hairband before slipping under the blanket. A sigh of ease escaped her mouth as her head landed on the pillow and she closed her eyes but a few seconds later, her phone vibrated on her bedside table. She grunted and grabbed the device, determined to rebuff the sender of the message. But her reaction was different when she read it.
"Sumimasen!
I forgot to tell you that your boss gave me your number in case I had to send him information. Go find out why bosses of big business don't want to communicate directly, my father is the same ...
Well ! ^^"
I enjoyed this dinner and you? Have you returned home? We could have dinner again if you wish.
Oyasuminasai! o(^ o ^)
Ohno-san "
The secretary smiled in spite of herself and could not help but answer.
"I'm fine, thank you for worrying ^^ I told you that I knew how to defend myself o(è_é)o
We can go out for dinner when you want.
Oyasuminasai"
She locked her phone, put it back where it was, and rolled on her back, staring at the ceiling with a calm smile on her face. In the end, she wasn't sleepy at all. On the contrary, it seemed to her that this simple message from Ohno-san had reboosted her for at least a century!
So Kazumi pushed back her blanket and got up to move to her computer and start writing, writing and writing all that went through her heart and mind without worrying about the passing of time or any other outside element.
Forgetting the criticisms of the previous publishers, forgetting all her previous disappointments with her writings deemed bad, the feelings that overwhelmed her changed into an incredible inspiration and a passion that gradually gave birth to dozens of pages blackened to the rhythm of her fingers typing on the keyboard. She didn't care about anything anymore and she only did what she loved, keeping on thinking about Ohno-san's encouragement: "It will come eventually, you have to persevere if you really like it". And finally, in the early morning, she clicked on the "save" button and fell asleep at her desk, mind satisfied and heart ever more in love.
*****
Satoshi, sitting at his desk, had forgotten the project on which he was working on his computer and was staring at the last message from Ninomiya-san that he received on his phone screen with a silly little smile on his face when he heard the door from the office open and saw Toma enter with their coffees.
- Yo! Here is your coffee. He said, putting down a cardboard cup from the cafe further in the street, filled with caffeined and smoking liquid on his desk before he went to put his things on another table a little further and sat down.
- Arigatou. Said Satoshi, taking a sip that burned his tongue. Aah! Hot !
- Is love making you airheaded ?
- Not at all. Grumbled the architect, resting his cup on his desk.
- By the way, how was your date last night? Did you go to Togami-san's restaurant?
- Hum, and it wasn't a date!
- Ok, ok! I thought that when two people in love with each other went out somewhere one night we called it that way ...
- Who tells you that she is in love with me?
- Ooooh, please, a charming and lovely young man like you ... And you finally stopped denying that you loved her too!
Satoshi rolled his eyes.
- You can be so stupid sometimes ... he sighed.
- But seriously, did you see how she looked at you when we arrived and how she fled your eyes afterwards?
- It does not mean anything, people don't fix each other in the eyes permanently.
- Believe me, I went through this before. If you think you have a chance with her, you have to cancel your engagement, right?
- Technically, I'm not yet engaged. I only saw Airi once and her parents did not even let her say any single word.
- You understood what I meant! Don't miss a chance to be with the one you love over another! You could regret it all your life and I know you, it's not what you want either!
He was going to answer but a little ring sounded and the young man cut short the conversation to turn to his computer screen. He had just received an e-mail from Ninomiya-san, which he was eager to open. This contained an attachment.
- Who is this from ?
- Ninomiya-san, surely documents for the new hotel. Oh !
- What?
The architect did not answer but read the text document carefully. It was not documents from the CEO, it was more like a novel's text ... The young man devoured it in the twinkling of an eye, captivated by the few pages he had in front of him. At the end of these, he turned to his friend.
- Toma? Did you tell me the other day that your wife was looking for new talents?
- Yes, but what is the connection?
- I think I have something that might interest her.
Pairing : Ohmiya, Sakuraiba, Toma/?
Rating : PG-13
Genre : Romance, fluff, Comedy
Warning : Genderswitch ^^
Summary : Kazumi wants to be a writer but her work got rejected again and on her way back home, a stranger made her fall in the metro station.
Note : Sorry to be so late with this fic ^^" i want to have at keast one chapter in advance before posting it and the writing of the third chapter was a little slow ^^"
[Chapter 2]
Ohno-san and his partner had been in the CEO's office for ten minutes. Kazumi, for her part, was preparing tea and serving it in cups, not without throwing furtive glances at his savior seated on an armchair in front of her boss. She could not hear what they were saying but suddenly the three men burst out laughing.
Ohno-san had a beautiful smile that instantly diffused a sweet warmth throughout the body of the young woman. What was the probability that they would see each other again? The chances were extremely small. When the tea was ready, she lifted the tray with the intention of going to serve it, tried to keep her cool and went through the office door.
- Excuse me for disturbing you. She announced in a soft voice as she entered.
She served each one their cup and blushed violently when Ohno-san thanked her with a smile before discreetly slipping away to return behind her desk as quickly as she had entered. Kazumi exhaled deeply and focused on administrative tasks for a good two hours.
She jumped when the two architects left the office and greeted them briefly as they passed by her. The young woman then took a look at her watch to see that her day was over, so she packed her things, greeted her boss and soon found herself in front of the elevators.
- It's a small world, after all. Said a familiar voice behind her.
The secretary turned towards her interlocutor cheeks increasingly scarlet.
- Ohno-san? You don't go back with your partner?
- I told him to leave without me.
- So ka ...
- I have not had the chance to be forgiven yet. He said. Can I invite you for dinner?
The young woman's heart seemed ready to explode as she tried to convince herself that the proposal was more friendly and polite than of mutual interest.
- You must not feel obligated, it was just an accident. It happens sometimes.
- I insist.
"Gaaah, that smile again!" Thought Kazumi, caught between two fires. The elevator made a small ring and its doors opened in front of her and the architect. Ohno-san waved to the open doors to let the secretary pass. She thanked him and they both rushed into the metal cage. They were alone, surprisingly.
- So, you accept?
- I don't know.
- Please ! It would put my mind at ease.
Kazumi drowned for a few moments in his dark, intense eyes and thought to herself that in the end it would probably be her only chance to spend time with Ohno-san. She gave him a smile and nodded.
- It's OK. She says.
- I know a good restaurant, not far. You will not be disappointed.
- I hope so.
Impatient, the young woman still took the time to warn her brother that she would not be there for dinner without, however, mentioning that she had been invited by the architect, just to not go to the interrogation when she will be back home.
*****
Satoshi opened the door of his favorite yakiniku restaurant and let his guest enter first. The establishment was not very big but nevertheless friendly and warm. He had discovered it with Toma when they set up their office in the area. The owner, a woman in her fifties, greeted them and he saw from her gaze that she suspected that Ninomiya-san was not just a friend to him.
- Welcome Satoshi-san, a table for two?
- Hai, Togami-san.
- Follow me. She said guiding them to a table away.
She gave them the card and left them, not without winking at her regular customer. They were then alone and the young woman plunged into the menu. He did the same, he didn't really know how to start the conversation anyway, but ended up lifting the head from the card after long minutes of silence.
- My recommendation is the beef. He said shyly.
Ninomiya-san jumped and also raised her head to nod briefly before putting the menu on the table.
- You seem to be a regular. She remarked.
- Hum. I come often, our office is a few streets away.
- So ka.
A new embarrassed silence followed, waiting for the waiter who took their order and left them alone again in their silence. Satoshi ended up breaking it again.
- I see that your ankle is better.
- Um ... I went back to work today, to be honest.
- In any case, your convalescence did not last long, I am reassured.
- I told you it was not much.
- You still made an impressive fall.
- Thanks for reminding me. She said sarcastically but without a bit of nastiness, with a small laugh that he found immediately adorable.
The young woman then peeked at her phone before typing a message and putting it in her bag.
- Excuse me.
- It was surely important.
- Not really, just my brother.
- Are you close?
- Hum, very much. She said with a small smile to punctuate her sentence.
- With mine it's the opposite and with my parents... I don't even talk about it. But I have a big sister with whom I get along extremely well.
- That's great. In fact, if you want to know everything, I don't have the same father as my brother. My parents got married after his birth.
- I see, my parents have married by agreement between the two families, as well as my brother and sister.
- And you ?
- Me ?
- Are you ... married? Oh, forget this, this is none of my business ...
The architect laughed a little.
- No I am not married. And there is no harm in asking the question, I reassure you.
- Someone in sight ?
- Hmm ... that's possible.
- I see. She said with a small smile that she barely concealed.
- I have a question.
- Go for it.
- What interests you in life? Without wanting to offend you, rare are the people who become secretary by passion.
She laughed briefly and her heart suddenly beat faster.
- You are right. In fact, I'm writing in my spare time and I occasionally submit texts to publishers but unfortunately, I must not be good enough to please them. None have yet agreed to work with me.
- It will eventually come, you must persevere if you really like it.
- You are probably right. She smiled before taking a sip of her drink.
Satoshi now felt more relaxed and it seemed to him that Ninomiya-san was the same, since they had managed to talk about their respective lives. The flow seemed to pass between them and the meal was held in a good atmosphere.
Leaving the restaurant, he did not fail to propose to the young woman to accompany her by taxi, which she politely refused by starting on foot, assuring with a determined look that she did not live far and that she knew how to defend herself.
The architect watched her move away until she was only one point in his sight, a foolish smile in his face and finally turned to the road to hail a taxi and rush into it, mind turned on Ninomiya-san.
*****
Kazumi discreetly returned to their apartment, removed her shoes and went to the living room where she found her brother and his lover waiting for her on the couch.
- So, this date? Asked Masaki.
- It was not a date, I already told you. She said exasperated as she put her bag on the table.
- Did you see your smile? It extends from one of your ears to the other.
The young woman put her fingers to her lips to notice the thing by herself.
- Who was it with? Sho asked.
- It does not concern you, damnit !
- I know one who has something to hide ... Teased her brother.
- Not at all! Kazumi blushed.
She went to drink a glass of fresh water in the kitchen and then returned to the living room to fall into the couch.
- Wow! it's crazy how your way of letting you down in the couch contrasts with your dress of young distinguished woman! Laughed the journalist.
The young woman groaned, rolling her eyes.
- If you want to know everything and since you will eventually discover it, I had dinner with Ohno-san.
- Eeeeeeeeh !! The two men exclaimed in chorus.
- It was a friendly invitation, I insist.
- How did you see him again? Did you have his number? Asked Masaki.
- No.
- Then he had yours?
- No ! He just happened to be the architect of the next hotel in the chain and he invited me to be forgiven for the other day.
- It's fate Kazu-chan! You are made for each other!
The secretary looked away, embarrassed.
- Mas' ... stop your nonsense ... she stammered.
- Hello, Mom ? You'll never guess what...
Kazumi turned abruptly to his brother who was holding his phone to his left ear and automatically flung herself on him.
- Don't listen to him, Kaa-chan! He's talking bullshit !!!
Both landed on the living room carpet with a thud followed by an insult from the old neighbor below. The phone, meanwhile, remained on the couch while his owner laughed to tears, immobilized on the ground by his sister.
- Haha! You believed it! You really thought I called Mom to tell her!
The young woman rose up blushing.
- We ... we never know what you're capable to do ... she said, kicking him in the side.
- Are you finished soon, you two? Sho held out his hand to his lover to help him climb onto the couch. You look like two little children! Masaki stop bothering her, you must not have been in a better state when we started going out together!
- Sure, it was as if he was in a trance. Kazumi said.
- Kawaiii ... Sho whispered before kissing his lover on the cheek.
The young woman rolled her eyes but smiled and turned around.
- I'm going to bed, good night lovers, don't make too many obscene noises tonight, there are some who work early tomorrow.
Once in her room, Kazumi removed her tight blouse and skirt and her bra, slipped in a large shirt and shorts, and pulled her hair roughly with a big hairband before slipping under the blanket. A sigh of ease escaped her mouth as her head landed on the pillow and she closed her eyes but a few seconds later, her phone vibrated on her bedside table. She grunted and grabbed the device, determined to rebuff the sender of the message. But her reaction was different when she read it.
"Sumimasen!
I forgot to tell you that your boss gave me your number in case I had to send him information. Go find out why bosses of big business don't want to communicate directly, my father is the same ...
Well ! ^^"
I enjoyed this dinner and you? Have you returned home? We could have dinner again if you wish.
Oyasuminasai! o(^ o ^)
Ohno-san "
The secretary smiled in spite of herself and could not help but answer.
"I'm fine, thank you for worrying ^^ I told you that I knew how to defend myself o(è_é)o
We can go out for dinner when you want.
Oyasuminasai"
She locked her phone, put it back where it was, and rolled on her back, staring at the ceiling with a calm smile on her face. In the end, she wasn't sleepy at all. On the contrary, it seemed to her that this simple message from Ohno-san had reboosted her for at least a century!
So Kazumi pushed back her blanket and got up to move to her computer and start writing, writing and writing all that went through her heart and mind without worrying about the passing of time or any other outside element.
Forgetting the criticisms of the previous publishers, forgetting all her previous disappointments with her writings deemed bad, the feelings that overwhelmed her changed into an incredible inspiration and a passion that gradually gave birth to dozens of pages blackened to the rhythm of her fingers typing on the keyboard. She didn't care about anything anymore and she only did what she loved, keeping on thinking about Ohno-san's encouragement: "It will come eventually, you have to persevere if you really like it". And finally, in the early morning, she clicked on the "save" button and fell asleep at her desk, mind satisfied and heart ever more in love.
*****
Satoshi, sitting at his desk, had forgotten the project on which he was working on his computer and was staring at the last message from Ninomiya-san that he received on his phone screen with a silly little smile on his face when he heard the door from the office open and saw Toma enter with their coffees.
- Yo! Here is your coffee. He said, putting down a cardboard cup from the cafe further in the street, filled with caffeined and smoking liquid on his desk before he went to put his things on another table a little further and sat down.
- Arigatou. Said Satoshi, taking a sip that burned his tongue. Aah! Hot !
- Is love making you airheaded ?
- Not at all. Grumbled the architect, resting his cup on his desk.
- By the way, how was your date last night? Did you go to Togami-san's restaurant?
- Hum, and it wasn't a date!
- Ok, ok! I thought that when two people in love with each other went out somewhere one night we called it that way ...
- Who tells you that she is in love with me?
- Ooooh, please, a charming and lovely young man like you ... And you finally stopped denying that you loved her too!
Satoshi rolled his eyes.
- You can be so stupid sometimes ... he sighed.
- But seriously, did you see how she looked at you when we arrived and how she fled your eyes afterwards?
- It does not mean anything, people don't fix each other in the eyes permanently.
- Believe me, I went through this before. If you think you have a chance with her, you have to cancel your engagement, right?
- Technically, I'm not yet engaged. I only saw Airi once and her parents did not even let her say any single word.
- You understood what I meant! Don't miss a chance to be with the one you love over another! You could regret it all your life and I know you, it's not what you want either!
He was going to answer but a little ring sounded and the young man cut short the conversation to turn to his computer screen. He had just received an e-mail from Ninomiya-san, which he was eager to open. This contained an attachment.
- Who is this from ?
- Ninomiya-san, surely documents for the new hotel. Oh !
- What?
The architect did not answer but read the text document carefully. It was not documents from the CEO, it was more like a novel's text ... The young man devoured it in the twinkling of an eye, captivated by the few pages he had in front of him. At the end of these, he turned to his friend.
- Toma? Did you tell me the other day that your wife was looking for new talents?
- Yes, but what is the connection?
- I think I have something that might interest her.