The shimmering office building dominated the city skyline with its sleek angles and dark reflecting windows, it seemed at home in the bustling metropolis. The sun was just setting over the tranquil San Francisco harbor when a gleaming black limo approached the building, its tinted windows offering no clue as to the interior. It simply sat at the entrance for a few minutes, a few pedestrians eyeing it curiously before hurriedly continuing on their way. There was something about the hard lines and dark aura that seemed to cling to the vehicle that set passersby on edge, each glad they weren’t the target of the occupant’s attention. No that honor was reserved for one Usagi Tsukino, who was waiting with increasing impatience for a certain Mamoru Chiba to make a long awaited appearance. The Nitsa office building was nearly deserted as early evening fast approached. sighing with frustration Usagi paced her spacious office yet again, looking out the large windows of her office only to remark again at the fleeting daylight.

Damn where is he? Mr. Chiba had called her several days ago requesting a meeting, she could only agree, even if he had insisted on the late hour. Mamoru Chiba owned large interests in half a dozen international companies ranging from communications to oil not to mention being rumored to be a silent investor in numerous other ventures. His private fortune was the kind of thing that equated power, eliciting respect and cooperation from important and influential people and he never hesitated to use that power, always seeming to manage to slip out any “compromising” situations. Usagi ground her teeth together in annoyance that the man was already nearly half an hour late. Staring out at the city skyline she never heard the silent footfalls that entered her sparsely lit office. Shadows clung to the walls, stretching out over the intricately woven rug that lay stretched across the floor and still she didn’t hear as he approached behind her. He stopped only when he was a mere foot from her back, her milky neck looking like silk in the fading light as she reached a hand up to massage the aching muscles.

“Ms. Tsukino.” His husky voice filled the room with ease causing Usagi to jump slightly and turn around, eyes wide with surprise.

“Mr. Chiba. I didn’t hear you come in.” He smiled then, his teeth gleaming sharply. Usagi only then noticed how close they were standing and with a strangled gasp she stepped back, hitting the floor to ceiling window she had only moments been looking out of.

“obviously.” His eyes danced with amusement as he took another step forward.

“wh-what are you doing?” She stammered out as he pressed his body against her, molding her against him.

“you don’t remember? I’m hurt.” He said with a little frown before smiling devilishly at her shocked gasp.

“you! what the hell are you doing here you bastard!” Her eyes snapped with anger as she regarded him hotly.

“this.” Her stinging reply was cut off as his mouth slammed onto hers, his tongue prying her lips open and delving into her soft mouth. He growled low in his throat at the sweet taste of her. God she tastes like honey. Pulling her roughly to him he deepened the kiss, rubbing his hard body against her soft one. His hands wandered knowing up and down her body, reveling in the soft curves and small moans she made. You’re mine! you won’t escape me again! his mind sang as he finally pulled back, Usagi gulped air greedily as she looked at Mamoru with contempt.

“Miss me?”