@kahem: Thank you for finding it interesting. ^^ I'm glad you did.
@saeyukilover: I shall! Once I'm able to write down an update for each of my fics. ^^
@caghaunt: Thank you. As for the pairing you have requested, can you tell me more about them? I'm not really famiilar with those two. I want to try and write about them, if the plot suits them ^^
@Nakamii: The pairing is still under-construction (
) But once I have chosen, I shall write an update ASAP. ^^
@Pandah: Thank you
I tried to make it funny, since most of my fics aren't. Let's just hope that Haruna does a good job, ne?
I'll try to surpirse you then! ^^
A/N: Thank you for your comments As expected (and as I have thought), seeing L.A.M not being updated really made me guilty! 
And now I have updated it! Actually, since this one ended up in a very not-good chapter, I'll try to make up for it for the next one. ^^ Please enjoy reading... (and keep the comments coming~ ) Operation: Guns and Roses: Phase One (Encounter) PART 2VROOM!The ride to Oshima Yuko’s fashion company was not something Haruna, nor Mariko, would have expected. They thought that it would be a pleasant ride, with a relaxing conversation. But no, it was the total opposite of what Haruna and Mariko imagined.
As soon as the car started, Miichan pressed her foot against the accelerator hard enough to bear a hole through the pedal. The muffler roared, the tires screeched, and when Miichan let go of the brake and pushed down her clutch, the car gave a shrilling sound before accelerating forward.
The force of the sudden acceleration caused Haruna and Mariko to hit their heads by the window, with a loud thud. They rubbed their heads, and blamed themselves for not wearing the seatbelts, but soon learned that even if they were to wear those safety things, nothing could save them from hitting against the windows.
On the way out of the car park, Miichan saw a curve, and instantly made a drift, making the two hit their heads this time. Rubbing their heads once again, they mouthed the word ‘ouch’ to each other.
Unfortunately for them, their misery has just begun. Miichan saw a curve from several meters away, and smiled to herself as she made a clean drift, that unfortunately made Haruna hit the door by her side.
“Ow.” Haruna groaned.
“Can’t you slow down?!” Mariko exclaimed, and quickly mumbled when she realized that she had just shouted at her boss.
Miichan ignored her muse’s angry exclamation, and pressed the pedal even harder when they came into the busy streets of Tokyo. She began to swerve the car at every turn, and always stopped at a great halt whenever the traffic light would turn red.
People everywhere would try to get out of harm’s way as Miichan’s car drove passed them. Several cars would honk their horns as Miichan overtook in every lane.
“HEY!” a man screamed madly when Miichan’s car made him swerve, and crash against a pole. Angered by the damaged on his car, and the recklessness of Miichan, he got out of his car and started cursing. He turned, and saw a store, and began throwing some of the store’s merchandizes at the car that was soon out of sight.
If you were inside the car, you would have probably thought that you were in a race or something, but the problem was, they weren’t. The streets weren’t as wide as those race tracks, making everything even scarier.
Even though the two girls at the back seats were already wearing their safety belts, they couldn’t help but grip onto the handles and anything they could grab onto. They were worried for their dear life as the force of Miichan’s driving kept on making them hit the insides of the car.
“I promise I won’t make another mistake ever again!” Haruna promised as she closed her eyes, praying that she would get to live another day when Miichan made a drift by a sharp turn.
Her knuckles were now pale white, and her face was dark green. She felt the air being sucked right out of her, making her nauseous. Meanwhile, next to her, Mariko had her left leg against the door next to her to prevent her from colliding against it, and her right leg against the seat that Miichan was sitting on.
When Miichan made another drift by a smooth turn, Mariko could have sworn that the car tilted off from the ground and they were now driving in a tilted direction.
She and Haruna started screaming when the car flew into mid-air after going down a slope. They started to scream even louder when Miichan turned to look at them, wondering why the two were making lots of noise, not even noticing that there was a cliff at the end of the street.
“WATCH THE STREET!” Mariko pointed in front, but Miichan still looked at them, wondering why the two were so afraid.
“Please watch the street.” Haruna repeated in a meek voice, now praying inside her mind, and promising that she’ll do her best for her job. She wasn’t ready to die yet. She still had big dreams. Like dreams of wearing designer clothes, and getting married to a great husband.
“WATCH THE STREET!!!” Mariko began to scream hysterically as the car touched the ground, and now neared the cliff. A vision of herself lying dead on the hospital dead, flashed right in front of her eyes.
“I SAID WATCH THE DAMN STREET!!!” Mariko kept on screaming. She didn’t care if the girl was her boss. She didn’t care. She just wanted to live. To feel the ground’s soil. And to get out of Miichan’s car alive.
They were going to die.The car was still heading towards the cliff, and Miichan still hasn’t turned her head.
THEY WERE GOING TO DIE !Haruna and Mariko closed their eyes while hugging each other as they waited for the impact, and the pain. Fortunately for the two, Miichan managed to realize what they were trying to say and turned her head while laughing. She turned the wheel as fast as she could, making the car drift right at the very edge, and onto the safe streets.
After waiting for a few seconds, and nothing happened, the two opened their eyelids and sighed in relief. They smiled thankfully at Miichan, and started crying tears of happiness, only to be replaced by tears of fear and sadness.
Miichan’s car was currently going at the opposite direction of a one-way street. Several trucks honked their horns as the car drove beside them. Some of the trucks stopped with a halt as Miichan’s car drove pass them without hesitation.
Mariko took a glimpse of the speed meter, and her eyes widened when she managed to read the speed they were currently going at. It was saying 60 miles per hour, and Miichan was still laughing happily!
Sixty miles per hour on a one-way street with a laughing driver! Oh god! Mariko was going to have to protect this girl?! This crazy lunatic?!
After a few minutes later Their miserable car ride, fortunately, finally ended. The car stopped to a great halt, making the two hit the back seat hard. Miichan went out of the car, humming and all smiles, while the two crawled out.
Actually, slithered their way out.
They immediately started hugging the ground, grateful to still have the chance of being near-ground, while Miichan just watched them with an amused smile. When she noticed that the two were gaining attention, she decided to help them up.
It took them several attempts to stand up straight, and by the time they took several steps onto the lobby, they found everyone staring at them pityingly. Miichan led the way into a hallway and the two girls saw several finished products of lingerie.
“Miichan, is this a lingerie company?” Mariko asked, noticing that only lingerie could be seen at every turn they have made.
Miichan smiled at her, and replied. “In some way, yes.”
The two looked at her confusingly, so Miichan added.” But it’s a fashion company.”
They went into the elevator and soon reached the top floor, and they walked towards a door, with a huge picture of lingerie pinned it. Miichan turned the knob of the door, and the two tried to stand straight, but failed to do so since their knees still felt like jelly.
It seems that their shakiness from the car experience still hasn’t worn off from their bodies.
The door opened wide, and Miichan helped them enter the room.
“You’re late.” A familiar voice made the two shaking girls look up, and found themselves staring back at the owner of the voice.
TomochinShe was arching her eyebrow at them, and had an amused look on her face after seeing the state that they were in.
How badly did they look, for Tomochin to arch her eyebrows at them and look at them as if she found the sight of them, pathetic?
“Actually, I don’ think they are late. In fact, they’re way too earlier than expected.” A brunette girl in the middle of the room, told Tomochin. Haruna looked at her and found herself locking eyes with her.
“You must be the new model we were all expecting.” She said, not taking off her eyes from Haruna. After a while, she grinned, and the model responded with a smile.
“You must be Kojima Haruna.” The girl started. “I’m Oshima Yuko. Nice to meet you.” She held out her hand as she gave Haruna a dimpled smile.
Haruna shook the offered hand, and soon enough, the two were caught up in smiling at each other that they didn’t notice the others in the room.
Deciding that it has been enough, Miichan waved her hands in front of Yuko’s face. “Oi! Pervert!” only to be pushed away by Yuko.
“Out of my way, midget.” Yuko told her and continued to stare at Haruna, before scanning the whole body of the girl, and ended up staring at the chest area.
Deciding that she had to help Yuko from embarrassing herself, Miichan pushed the girl towards her seat and covered her nose with a tissue, before the blood could be seen. “Come on, Yuko.” Miichan pushed Yuko towards her seat and forced the girl to sit down.
“You can play with your new toy later.” She whispered into Yuko’s ear discreetly, and smiled at the others.
She turned to look at Tomo~mi to greet her, only to find the said girl staring at another girl, who was smiling at Mariko and Yuko’s new interest. She arched her eyebrow when she saw Tomo~mi acting in a girly manner.
“Who’s the girl catching Chiyuu’s eyes?” Miichan asked, as the others in the room began to seat down on the couches in the middle of the office.
She waited for an answer, but received none. Turning to Yuko, she found the girl busy watching Haruna’s every move. She shook her head when she followed Yuko’s sight, and accidentally looked at Haruna’s chest.
She could just imagine what Yuko was thinking inside that brain of hers.
She’s…Perfect. The way her body curves at the perfect spots. And she’s still wearing her clothes! She’s the perfect model! And if she wear my lingerie! Oh god!Yep. That was what Yuko had to be thinking. It was that, or imagining Haruna wearing her newly-designed lingerie.
As she watched the other four girls start a conversation, she nudged Yuko, trying to get her out of her trance. “Oi! Pervert!” But the girl continued to ignore her, making her conclude on a decision.
SMACK!Yuko grimaced as she rubbed her head, sore from the impact of Miichan’s smack. Even though it wasn’t a hard smack, it made Yuko’s forehead hit the desk with a thud.
“Ouch!” Yuko cried and glared menacingly at Miichan for destroying and interrupting her fantasies. Miichan stuck out a tongue at her and pointed at Tomochin. “Who is she?” she asked.
“She’s Tomo~mi’s crush. You know, the girl that she can’t stop talking about?” Yuko told her, as she rubbed the sore spot on her forehead. Miichan turned to look at Tomochin, who was smiling at Tomo~mi and chatting with the others, before a grin formed on her face.
She skipped to the four girls, and sat in between of Tomo~mi and Tomochin, stopping the girls’ chitchats.
“So~” Miichan started out, as she playfully winked at Tomo~mi, making the girl frown and wonder what she was planning on doing. “I heard that you have a great sense of fashion, and you’re an expert designer.”
“I like consider myself as an intermediate, and a learner. I prefer to do things in a creative way.” Tomochin told her as she smiled politely at the girl.
Miichan arched her eyebrows and wiggled them as she smirked. “Does that apply to you when it comes to things, like…”she pretended to think, “let’s say…playing?”
Tomo~mi’s eyes immediately widened, instantly getting what Miichan was trying to do, and smiled bitterly at Miichan as she spoke through clenched teeth. “Itano-san takes her work seriously, and does NOT play.”
Miichan’s eyes sparkled and leaned against the couch, as she crossed her arms. “Well, if you’re ever feeling stressed, Tomo~mi here is a great playmate.” Tomo~mi glared at her and attempted to strangle the smirking girl, when Tomochin replied with a smile.
“Sure. And you can join us if you want.”
Everyone’s eyes immediately widened.
Haruna fell onto the floor comically.
Mariko smacked her own forehead.
And Yuko started to have a nosebleed as she started to imagine all sorts of ‘fun’ stuff the two girls would do.
Silence started to fill the whole room, making Tomochin wonder what she had said wrongly. She turned to Tomo~mi, whose face was beetroot red, and scratched her head before turning to look at her companions. “Did I say something wrong?”
“Nope. Nothing.” Mariko looked at her with a smile, and shook her head. Tomochin looked at her with a raised eyebrow, when Tomo~mi coughed to divert the attention away from the fashion designer.
“So you’re a model, Haruna-san?” Tomo~mi asked the tall brunette girl, who just nodded her head in response. She smiled as she walked over to Yuko, and placed her hands on the short girl.
“Please take care of her then.” Tomo~mi said, and added with a wink. “She tends to get very distracted.”
Yuko groaned, before looking at her model with narrowed eyes. “Hahaha, very funny Tomo~mi.”
She sat up straight and looked at Haruna with seriousness in her eyes, hoping that she would not take the sweet-voiced girl seriously. “I take pride in my work, Kojima-san. So there’ll be no taking care of me.”
Miichan nodded her head and patted Haruna’s shoulder, as she spoke. “Yep. Yuko here will be the one ‘taking’ care of you.”
Tomo~mi piped in. “So that’s what you HAVE to worry about.”
“Shut up, you two!” Yuko cried as she smacked both of the girls’ heads at the same time.
The other three laughed as they watched the CEO of the fashion company get teased by the two younger girls. Turning to each other, they smiled as the realization hits them.
Perhaps this bodyguard job of theirs weren’t so bad.
To Be Continued…I’m really sorry for not updating this fic for such a long time. Anyways…
THANK YOU FOR READING!!! Byee~!
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