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Montague-Dojima Apartment, Tokyo, Tuesday Daytime

Romeo's college required he take a business ethics course. It wasn't such a bad idea, really. In Verona, showing up with a few bodyguards and asking pointed questions about how attached a rival was to his cars was considered a reasonable opening salvo. He flipped through the text with a highlighter in hand, occasionally shooting worried glances at the door.

Yurika wasn't saying anything, but he could tell something at work was troubling her. A friend had died; that was as much as she'd told him, and that was worry enough.

He reread the passage on ethical hiring practices and hoped she'd be home soon.

[OOC: For the hime and calls/emails/texts.]

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And lo, around lunchtime there was a thump, and a bump, and a hime flopping through the door.

"Ohaiyo!" she yelled, kicking off her shoes. "Anyone home?"

"I seem to be," Romeo said, rising from the couch to give her a hug.

... it was possible someone wasn't hiding his concern all that well.

"How was work so far?"

"One arrest already this morning, so the Chief told us to grab an extra long lunch," she replied, ignoring the concern in favor of kissing his cheek and then trying to drag him towards the kitchen. "He's got to go downtown and do some fast-talking with the local police, since we miiiiiiiiiight have caused some property damage."

Romeo took her hand by the fingertips and followed her toward the kitchen.

"Anything put asunder that can't be fixed?" he wondered aloud. "... not that I'm not grateful to have you for lunch. All I have is my text for class tomorrow."

"The traffic pile-up near Tokyo Tower? So not my fault," she replied cheerfully. "That would be Sakai and his motorcycle trying to chase down the suspect, and nearly nailing a few pedestrians."

"Which text are you reading? Anything interesting?"

"Sakaki is a menace," Romeo decided, equally cheerfully. "Did you catch the Witch?"

He went to the cupboard to pull down a packet of ramen. "Not in particular. Business ethics. According to it, I should tell my father not to prefer hiring Montagues."

Because that would go over well.

"That would go over well," she teased, shaking her head as she went to pull some sodas from the fridge. "I can see it now; he'd check you over for a head injury!"

"He might skip the checking and just commit me to an asylum," Romeo said. He put on a pot to boil water, shooting a glance at her. "You didn't answer my question."

"Didn't I?" No, Yurika, you didn't. "Oh, hai, we caught him."

"Tagged, bagged, and bundled off to the Factory to serve out whatever rehabilitation they do down there, despite all Haruto's menacing attempts to the contrary. That boy is not allowed any more sugar, I swear."

"No sugar, no motorcycle ..." Romeo suggested. "He could handle paperwork. How's his penmanship?"

"Oh, it's fine. He's just too over-eager to impress, and keeps doing dumb things," she giggled. "The paperwork is my baby; how else am I supposed to get all the good gossip out of the Administrator's office?"

"He does dumb things because he doesn't think them through," Romeo said mischievously. "My, that sounds a bit familiar. And I think you could get gossip elsewhere, if you wished, but why deprive you of the pleasure?"

"Hey, I know a few people who fit that description!" she laughed, sticking her tongue out at him. Yurika slipped her arms around his waist and pressed a kiss to his cheek, careful not to bump the stove. "And somehow I don't ever see you depriving me of any pleasure I like."

"Then you might have met me," Romeo agreed smugly. "Did you have something particular in mind?"

"Mmmm... I might have met a Montague or two," Yurika teased. "Right now, my pleasure is lunch, but after that..."

He dropped noodles into the water, then leaned in to kiss her. "Back to work?" he asked, teasing.

"Back to work eventually," she agreed, wrapping her arms around him for a good kiss. "But first some lazy time. Read your homework over your shoulder, have some popcorn, maybe drag you to bed for a nap..."

"Thou hast need of business ethics?" Romeo asked, once he'd returned the kiss and then some. "I knew that not. We could talk of that fater the nap."

He was totally trying to seduce her, yep.

Oh, pretty words from pretty Montagues was cheating, and he knew it!

Yurika giggled and nuzzled at his neck. "Hai," she replied. "I find knowledge very attractive, you know."

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