Working Fish

“Wake up kitty!!!” a voice rang out the next morning. My eyes jerked open. Aden was standing over me. “How did you get in here?” I asked as I was awaking. Aden grinned. “Tenshi let me in.” she said. I sat up. “Oh.” I said flatly. Tenshi was my catgirl maid. She was the second youngest out all four of them. I had four catgirl maids. Ai and Ongaku lived and worked in my flat in London. Tenshi and Akago lived in my house here in Tokyo. They were all decent and proper young ladies. We all got along greatly. I didn’t have to lay down many rules for them because they were responsible and reliable. My maids were all baby dolls.

“Let’s go!” Aden called. I stared at her befuddled. “Go where?” I asked. “Out!” Aden boomed. I kept staring at her like a deer. “Out where?” I asked. “You’ll see!” she exclaimed. I became nervous. When Aden says that, that means a bar, clubbing, or shopping. Not that there’s nothing wrong with it, but she goes buck wild at those places. She’s worse than me. I’m surprised she’s still not in debt.

“Where?” I asked again. Aden just grinned. “Get up!” she barked again. Then she snatched my sheets away. Now I had no choice but to get up. Gog! The fox once again wins. Aden threw me a random kimono. I sighed and rolled my eyes. I sighed and rolled my eyes. Slow down lady! Tokyo’s not going anywhere.

Aden waited downstairs for me. “Come on kitty!” she yelled. “I’m coming! I’m coming! I’m coming!” I yelled as I was dressing. So impatient! She’s worse than Louise and Scarlet combined! I hurried down the stairs in an orange kimono. Aden smiled at me. “Oh, you are so cute!” she cooed. I glared at her crossly. You’re pushing it sister! “Ready to go?” my kitsune friend asked. “Yeah.” I grumbled. “Great!” she chirped. Then, we headed out.

Tokyo was busy this morning. It’s typical every summer. “Where are we going?” I asked a third time. Aden turned and grinned. “Victoria’s Secret, Naughty Little Angel, and Lyla’s.” she answered gingerly. My face fell flat. I should have known. Bed toy shopping. This is a major habit of Aden’s. She is just as lingerie-crazy as me. If we were in mall, half of our time there would be spent in Victoria’s Secret. The crew would have to send a search and rescue mission squad in the store just to get us out again.

“Aden…” I began. “Come on!” she pleaded. “But I have work.” I protested.” “Not until noon.” she argued. “Not anymore,” I insisted. “I got promoted and my time switched. I work at eight now.” “I know,” Aden said. “It was in the paper.” I froze in paranoia. “What?!?” I asked in terror. “Here baby doll.” she said quickly. Then the curvy kitsune woman drew out her black designer purse and opened it. She dug through it, drew out yesterday’s newspaper, and handed it to me. I took it and read the article to myself. I looked up sick. Great! Now all of Tokyo knows about my new position. Dandy. Where did it end?

“I called Damon.” Aden added. “He’s letting you have the morning off!” I fell to the ground. Thank you for not helping Aden, you’re a pal! What would I do without you?

We made it to the mall in time. Aden handed me a pink envelope. “Congratulations.” she said sweetly. I just stared at her lost. “Come on,” she pushed. “Open it! It’s not a bomb or anything!” I slowly took the envelope and opened. Inside was a pink Victoria’s Secret gift card. I took it out and stared at it hard. The amount was 20,000 ¥. 20,000 ¥!!! I thought I would faint! Aden grinned. “Like it?” she asked. I couldn’t speak. All I could do was nod. “Knew you would!” Aden whispered. Then she grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me to Victoria’s Secret.

Inside was heaven. Sexiness galore. Victoria’s Secret, clothing of the goddesses. I addicted to VS. Tami frowns at my sexy knickers. She calls them “hussy wear”. But I don’t care. I still buy them.

Aden nudged me in mischief. We faced each other. My kitsune friend was grinning. “Ready to play fashion doll?” she asked. I smiled ironically. “Yes ma’am.” I replied. “Good.” Aden said. Then she dragged me to the gowns. Aden is a fashion designer. She is one of the best in Japan. Her specialty is sultry clothes for women. I am always her fashion doll to try on her latest works. Some are superb. Others are questionable. It’s all just an adventure.

Aden and I picked ten different gowns. Both picks were sweet and kinky. “What do you have?” Aden asked. I showed her. She gave a little whistle. “Oh Noiz!” the kitsune called. “Your tastes have… matured!” I tried to be neutral. I have been trained. Aden became serious. “Now for the work,” she spoke. “Come manikin!” I followed her to the dressing room.

Aden waited outside. “Come on out, doll!” she called. “Give me a second!” I called back. I came out seconds later. Aden looked up. I modeled a short pink lace gown with light pink lace at the bottom. It fit on my slender body too well. Aden looked bitter. I looked down at myself. I suddenly felt like a goddess. “How is it?” Aden hissed. I smiled. “I’ll take it.” I replied. “Of course you would, hussy!” my kitsune friend snapped. I looked innocently hurt. “It’s not my fault I’m so small!” I exclaimed. Aden didn’t change face. “Uh-huh, right…” she said bitterly. I hung my head in defeat. I just can’t win with her!

I tried on more gowns. They all fit me well. I wanted them all. But I only kept seven. VS ain’t cheap! Aden tried on and kept all of her selections. “Now for some undies!” she called. “Not today,” I protested. “I have to get back to work.” Aden moved in close. “Nonsense, you still have time!” she called. “But, I have enough undies as it is!” I argued. Aden didn’t change. “Absurd!” she replied. “You can never have too much of Vikki’s Secret!” I went silent. This was true, but… Before I could speak, Aden grabbed me by the wrist and dragged me away. Must she do so?

When we left, I exhausted my gift card. We had enough clothes to start our own sale. It was so wrong. But so great at the same time. “Now for work.” I called. Aden cleared her throat. “Uh, uh, uh.” she said. “Now for Naughty Angel.” I wanted to collapse. “Come on!” I pleaded. Aden didn’t say a word. She just dragged me away again. “Slow down girl!!!” I yelled. The kitsune didn’t listen. She kept dragging me.

We made it to Ginza strip. The street was packed. She’s got to be kidding! Then, my cell phone rang. I froze and answered it. “Moshi-Moshi!” I replied. “You traitor!” a woman yelled. I held it away from my ear. “Louise?” I asked. “Yes it’s me!” she snapped. Louise is one of my writers at Tokyo-Zion Academy. She is a loud soul. Aden doesn’t compare to her.

“How the hell could you accept a position from TC?!?” Louise snapped. “Traitor! Did you seduce Damon to get it or something?!?” I became a barracuda again. I AM NOT A POWER SLUT!!! “Listen here, bitch!” I yelled. “I am not a power slut! I didn’t want to be Co-owner of Thomas Crown!” I heard silence on the other line. Then came snickering. “Just testing ya!” Lou responded. That made me angrier. “That’s not funny, Louise Wilcox!” I snapped. “How dare you assume that of me!!!” “Chill suga,” Lou said. “It’s alright. I understand you don’t want to be a permanent fixture at TC. Just trying to cheer you up.” I became a kitty-fish again. “Yeah, next time, don’t try to be funny.” I said. “K, doll.” Lou said easily. “Bai.” I said. Then, I hung up. Aden eyed me but said nothing. She too has been trained. Our walk to the store was silent.

Naughty Angel is VS only dirtier. All women love this store. Easy to see why…

I followed Aden inside. The sensual perfumes greeted us. I closed my eyes and took in the scent. Cherry blossoms and cotton candy. Ver lovely. (In a sinful skanky way.) Instantly, I knew what I wanted. More smell-pretties. I already had enough to open a line. But I don’t care; I want another one! I’ll have it damnit!

Aden and I went in different directions. She went to the sex toys and I went to the perfumes. It was a strong flower garden. Too strong. I had to back up and breathe. Oh Kami! I’m dizzy. I need air. Good lord! Then, I heard the fans click on. Alas. Relief! I collected myself and walked back in.

I closed my eyes and sniffed around. I loved perfumes. They add to charm. Some are great. Others stink! I didn’t know what I wanted today. Usually, I relied on my mood. But today, I was stuck. I looked at the new scents. No such luck. Okay, fragrance of the month. It was Honey Vanilla Dream/ No good; I had five bottles of it already. Keep looking. I’ll find something.

At last, I found it! The scent was the cherry blossom and cotton candy mix I smelt when I first came in. The bottle was angel-shaped. Glitter was in the pink liquid. Pink Silk was its name. Right then, I knew I had to have it. I picked up a black and pink basket and began shopping.

My basket was full of Pink Silk perfume, soap, body spray, and lotion. I even wore the sample spray on my wrists. My gold and jade bracelet added on neatly. I resisted buying more. It was tough but I managed.

Aden and I met up at the first counter. We looked at each other’s purchases. She had some “fun” toys for the bedroom. “Uh, Aden…” I began. “Noiz,” she began. “You don’t ask, I don’t ask.” I paused for a second. “Okay.” I replied. “Arigato.” Aden said sharply. Then we turned back to the counter. We were both trained.

We had one more stop. Lyla’s. This was a store of erotic female costumes. Aden’s designs were sold here. She always shows them off to me. I don’t know why. I’ve already seen them. She tries them on me for crying out loud. So why bother?

“Can I go now?” I pleaded. “Not until you see the geisha princess kimono I made.” Aden insisted. I hung my head in misery. “I’ve seen it already!” I whaled out. “Just a quick look, please?” she begged. The kitsune woman looked at me with sweet little baby eyes. I tried to look away and resist.

Guess who won? We stood in front of Lyla’s display window. There the costume was. A headless manikin wore it with grace. The kimono was pink and short. The obi was light blue. Aden was so proud. I had the same reaction as the first time I modeled it, sheepish and innocent. Aden said it was for sweet little virgins on their wedding night. I didn’t comment there. I had been trained.

“Can I go now?” I asked again. “Yeah,” Aden said without turning. “But first, let’s get lunch!” I fell flat to the ground. Yes folks! More kitty-fish-napping.

We went to a sushi and noodle bar for lunch. Aden wanted to sit and eat but I insisted on a meal to go. “Killjoy!” Aden mumbled as we picked up our food. “I have to work, remember?” I commented. “Now grab your food and let’s go!” Aden griped and grumbled as she complied. “Good fox.” I replied. She didn’t reply. We just took the bus to Thomas Crown.

“I’ll send your bags to your house.” Aden said. “Don’t worry, I won’t loose them.” I just grinned. “Come now,” I spoke. “It’s not like you to lose any erotic toys.” Aden grinned back. “No way in hell!” she replied. We laughed at each other out loud. People were probably starting at us like we were crazy. We just kept laughing. Don’t mind us everybody. It’s just two normal women on a morning-off. (Actually, a cat-girl and a fox woman on a morning off, to be exact.)

I made it to Thomas Crown. “See ya, girl!” Aden yelled from the window. I just smiled and waved. Then the bus pulled off. I clutched my lunch and headed forward. I came through the front because it was still lunch hour. Most of the people were still out. I figured I was safe.

Guess who greeted me at the door? “Did you have a nice time on your day off?” Patsy asked sourly. I began walking to my pier. “Yes, why?” I replied still keeping a smile. “I see.” she said. Come on bitch, bring it! You know you want to. That’s why you’re here. You don’t care about my personal life. You’re just here to push my buttons. Why else would you be so concerned about my shopping trip?

“You get promoted and you feel that you can all of the breaks you like!” Patsy called out. I dove into my ocean. There you go hussy. Right on cue! “Aden kidnapped me.” I explained gracefully. “I see.” the nasty Brit said. “She’s the fat fox chick, right?” I prepared my underwater fort. At least the fat fox chick is working and healthier looking than you, you sick twig! “Yes,” I replied. “I see, darling.” Patsy said. Then she walked off.

I breathed out hard. It’s annoying enough that she picks on me. But picking on my friends and TZA clan is a crime in my eyes. Aden’s not fat; she’s just nice and curvy. Besides, she has dignity! Unlike you, Pats! You proud useless whore!!!

I began to swim in my ocean. Come on now. I’ve been good so far today. Don’t mess it up over something stupid. I felt better already.

I felt someone poking me in the back. I turned to find Cassie behind me. She was smiling at me. ”Uh… hi.” I said. “Ello!” said she. ”Care to eat with me?” I relaxed. “Sure.” I responded. We went to the lounge and had a mini picnic.

“So tell me,” Cassie began. “Did you enjoy your trip?” I smiled as I sipped my green tea. “Depends,” I replied. Cassie leaned in close. “On what?” she asked. I straightened up. “The kidnapping, no. The shopping, it was okay.” I answered. Cassie tittered. “It’s not that funny.” I said. She kept giggling. I paused. Soon, I began giggling. “Actually,” I started up again. “It is.” We both laughed out lout really hard. It was just like hanging around with Aden again. (Minus the drinking, shopping, and partying!)

I went into the elevator in a rosy mood. I knew it would die away fast, but who cares? I had the morning off. I won’t get in trouble for it. I’ve been to work on time everyday since I first came to Thomas Crown. Come to think of it, will I ever get another break like this? Hmmm. Ah, no matter! Just enjoy that one with bliss.

I marched to my office in an upbeat rhythm. My works was piled up on my desk. It didn’t faze me anyhow. I was ready to tackle it. Once I sat at my desk, I pulled out mp3 player. I put my headphones in and hit play. I turned to the song that fit my mood perfectly. I played Cyndi Lauper’s “Girls Just Want to Have Fun” with a goofy grin on my face all day long.

Oh Mother Dear We’re Not the Fortunate Ones