Sunday December 4th *** At the gym *** Around 10 A.M.

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Miyavi was spending the day working out at the Tokyo Capital Club, a gym that clients could pay more to have a personal trainer that was assigned to them based solely on the credentials.  It cost Miyavi about 8,000 yen a day but it was worth it he realized as he looked to his trainer that stretched nearby, He long hair pulled away from her face and

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Natsumi slowed her machine so she could walk rather then run. The work out was feeling pretty good and by the tight pain in her stomach she knew she was doing a good job as well. She had been preparing for the fat that the holiday bring and Christmas would carry as well. Her crash diet could only do so much she couldn't get lazy. Her workout shorts clung to her as well as he shirt as she tried to catch her breath. She brushed her ponytail with her hand flattening any stray pieces.

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Miyavi glanced over when the machine next to his slowed. He studied the girl up and down happily taking in her appearance before recognition kicked in as he studied her face. He must have not noticed earlier with her hair pulled back but the girl was Kawashi. He never really talked to her bur knew her from a few classes.

She looked hot so Mimi stopped his machine and grab an extra towel near him, a perk to being on of the high payers of the gym, and stuck it out to her. "Here you go, you look like you could use it." he teased.

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Natsumi looked over in surprise before recognizing Ito. "Thanks I guess." Natsumi laughed. "I do look a mess." she added as she took the towel to dry off a bit but not stopping the treadmill. "I didn't expect to see you here."

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"It takes some work to look this fit, I'm not perfect. Well not like you." Miyavi added with a wink.