The Maiden Club

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I don't own Junjou Romantica.

Onodera's POV

"Ahhh...finally. We met our deadline and the printers don't have to kill us!" I looked around to see that everyone was thinking the same thing. "We can finally relax for a bit!"

"Yeah...we can...Rittchan...!" Kisa-san was about to pass out from exhaustion...wait he did.

I'm Onodera Ritsu and I have worked in Marukawa Shoten for at least a year. I had a job at Onodera Publishing but quit to make a best seller at a different company. That was my expectation. I dreamt too big and ended up editing manga; Shoujo manga that is. I also met someone I didn't expect to meet...him. Takano-san is my boss and I dreaded it.

I started to stretch and felt like a giant weight was lifted from me. This manuscript was on a tight schedule since it was our popular shojo mangaka-Yoshikawa Chiharu- whose manga was in high demand. He must have pulled some all-nighters to get this done and turned in. He must really love his fans enough to do something like this.

As I was thinking, I felt a sharp pain rise on my head to look up at Takano-san glaring at me, with a ruler in his hand. "IDIOT! We still have to do work EVEN if we finished this month's manuscript!"

 "IDIOT! We still have to do work EVEN if we finished this month's manuscript!"

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I glare at him with pain bulging on my head. "Whatever! I'm going to take advantage of this precious time before I begin this month's cycle!" Did he really have to hit me that hard? He noticed I was walking to the bathroom and followed me inside. I checked to see if it wasn't bruised or anything. Damn...that really hurt but I am relieved that we have finished this manga for the month. I can finally eat some meals. Lately, I have been skipping on my necessary nutrition to keep me alive but I can eat and sleep better tonight without worrying about another manuscript.

As I browsed for a bruise, I felt something cool and soft touch my head. I felt the pain on my head go away until I realized it was Takano's hand ruffling my hair. "AHH! Don't touch me!" I yelled.

He looked into my eyes and said, "...why?" I was pissed off to hear him ask the stupidest of questions.

"Because we are at work! What if someone were to see us!" I shouted with clear annoyance in my voice.

He had such a serious face and looked so deep in thought. "So...what you're saying is I am not allowed to touch you...at work?" He smirks at me causing me to shiver slightly. He leaned closer to me and find myself cornered. "So I can touch you all I want when we get home?" I blushed slightly without even realizing. I wanted to tease him a little.

I leaned in closer and made myself look like I was flirting with him. "No...What...I'm saying...is...YOU CAN'T TOUCH ME EVER!" I ran out of the bathroom, leaving a slightly pissed off Takano.

Why did I have to meet my first love now after 10 years? He REALLY pisses me off sometimes. I swear he's a devil with a human face. I continued to run, taking every turn of the building. He won't be able to get me now and tease me when I am at the department. I can get my stuff and leave for the day.

As I ran back to the department, I ran into a small, brown haired boy. We both fell at the same time with papers flying everywhere. I'm such an idiot. As I look to see if he was alright, he looked at me with those beautiful gems. He has the same shade of eye color as I did. At that instant, I felt bad that I ran into him. He was someone I saw once in the hallway. That's right; he's the part-timer working in our company. He's the one that organizes the surveys for our manga.

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