Personal Assitant [Midorima Shintarou] P.2

Midorima's POV

"Father I have no intention of marrying that girl," I argued feeling the frustration building up inside me.

"Your intentions have nothing to do with this marriage. This is business. Just put a signature on paper and live your life however you want." father yelled back. "I don't care how many women you have after, I need you to do this for the company. Just imagine the success, two leading companies uniting as their children get married."

"Father you are not listening to me. This will not happen."

"You will do as I say!" he hanged up. I turned around to look at today's lucky item. Honey badger stared back at me. Oha Asa did warn that I will have problems with an Aquarius today. Someone knocked on the door.

"Come in."

Asuka walked in with a file in her hands. She bowed lightly and waited for further instructions from me.

She looked remarkable. Slightly loose black trousers, green blouse which uncovered one of her shoulders to reveal a black bra strap, platform shoes and accessorize. Momoi even told her how I like to see the hair on a woman - chin length, straight, with bangs parting to different sides. She looked at me with those hypnotizing sapphire blue eyes waiting patiently for me to say something. Oh how I adore when this girl looks at me with so much obedience.

"Sit," I told her.

She sat down. "I've brought your timetable for today. Please have a look through it and confirm it."

I didn't bother looking through it. "What is planned for tonight?"

"There will be a VIP party at the *** Club after press conference. We should be able to make it there before it ends. Showing up is most important."

"Cancel the press conference. We will go straight to the party. Tell Takao that  he can have night off, you will accompany me instead."

"Midorima-sama," Asuka started carefully looking at me like I am a madman. "This press conference is very important. It is about the new series you will be playing the lead role. I cannot simply cancel it."

"I don't want to know what you can or cannot do. I need you to do it." I said deadly. "I want you to be ready by 9, Kagami will come to pick you up. Now leave."

I turned away from her and rested my chin on my hands. I didn't want to hear any objections. Not today.

END POV

Asuka bowed and rushed to leave the room. Midorima was in a very foul mood, which never happened before. She closed the door silently and leaned on it processing what she was told. *How the hell am I supposed to cancel a 500 hundred people press conference with there being consequences?* she thought roaming her mind for solutions. Her first thought was - call Takao.

***
"You are a lifesaver," she exclaimed sighing in relief.

"Haha...the least I could do for a night off," Takao replied. "But...don't you need to get ready? If you are late when Midorima-sama is in such a bad it could be catastrophic."

"Huh? What time is it?" Asuka looked her watch and gasped.

"It's EIGHT! Eight!!!!" she yelled jumping off her seat unsure of where to go and what to do.

"Call Momoi. She will help. It's her hobby." Takao winked opening the door for her.

"Thank you so so very much!" Asuka bowed what seems like 10 times and rushed to room 104.

***

The time was 20:58pm when Midorima looked at his Rolex. The front door of the apartment block opened and Asuka gracefully exited the building. Midorima's slightly widened behind his glasses. If he didn't know better, he would never be able to recognise her. Asuka walked towards the limo taking small confident steps. Kagami got out of the car to open the door for the girl.

Midorima rubbed his chin looking up and down at Asuka. She wore a long dark red dress which opened her back completely and hugged her curves perfectly. Her hair was slightly curled and pinned with a plain my tasteful golden pin. Her black heels matched a small bag she held in her hands. Kagami opened the limo door as Asuka walked closer. She got into the car straightening her dress as she sat down.

"Good evening," she greeted glancing at Midorima, allowing him to finally see her face clearly.

"Good evening,"

Asuka turned away and looked out of the window as Kagami took off. Midorima watched her from the corner of his eyes. Her full lips painted red were tightly pressed together. Light blush on her cheekbones accented her olive skin. It was the first time. Perfect eyeliner lines completed the look. Asuka sighed lightly parking her lips. Involuntary Midorima bit his inner cheek.

Asuka tilted her head to a side revealing her slender neck and pronounced collar bones. Midorima's fingers trembled as he fought the urge to reach out and stroke her tempting flesh. Asuka finally noticed his gazed.

"What?" she asked raising her eyebrow.

"Just thinking that Momoi did a remarkable job,"

Asuka shrugged.

"Indeed."

The rest of the journey they've spent in silence.

***

The club was teeming with the elite of the city. Asuka looked around curious of whom she could recognize. There was Murasakibara Atsushi the number one in the modeling industry of sports clothes. Akashi Seijuro, who was a famous lawyer known for never losing a case, Haizaki Shogo - a boxer with foul character but women loved it, Kise Ryouta - started his career with modeling but continued as an actor and occasional high fashion model. Asuka recognized a few more face but she didn't remember their names, nor did she care about them. One of the fancy dressed waiters showed them to the VIP lounge, which was separated by red velvet curtains from the rest of the club.

Midorima ordered a bottle of champagne as soon as they sat down. The waiter thought it was his duty to inform the couple that Midorima's choice was splendid.

Asuka openly watched her boss. Midorima was acting weirder than usual.

"Ahhh Midorima-chii,"K Kise's hand landed on Midorima's shoulder. Midorima glared at the blonde and brushed his hand off.

"Kise, you are as avuncular as always,"

"Glad to see you too," Kise smiled widely inviting himself to their table.

"Hello, my name is Kise Ryouta," he introduced himself to Asuka.

"Sakamaki Asuka, please to meet you." Asuka extended her arm for a handshake.

Kise grabbed her hand gently and turned it over.

"The pleasure is all mine," he replied kissing it.

Asuka smiled back politely.

"Kise," Midorima hissed under his breath.

Kise laughed. "Midorima-chii you are always so uptight, how did you manage to get yourself such a gorgeous girl. Doesn't he bore you to death?"

"Kise, just go." Midorima pushed his glasses up on his nose.

"Okay, okay." Kise stood up just as the waiter brought the champagne. "Enjoy your drinks, I will pass by again later,"

"Don't." Midorima said as Kise walked away.

Asuka sipped the champagne, admiring the taste. The quality was indeed splendid.

"You two are rather close,"

"We went to school together. A long time ago," Midorima retorted downing the entire glass of alcohol.

"Interesting," Asuka leaned back on her seat and looked away.

"Not at all," before the girl know it, Midorima finished the bottle of champagne. He gestured to the waiter and ordered a bottle of wine. "Would you like anything different to drink? Something to nibble on?" he questioned, but Asuka shook her head. Midorima whispered something to the wait, who smiled and nodded.

"What did you tell him?" Asuka asked.

"I told him to keep the booze flowing," Midorima shrugged, Asuka blinked slightly shocked with his
words and tone. She opened and closed her mouth, not bothering to argue. The music played louder and people started filling the dance floor.

"Excuse me, would you like to dance?" to her surprise Akashi Seijuro offered her his hand. He looked straight into her eyes, as if showing his superiority. Asuka felt a chill run down her
spine.

"I'm afraid my companion will have to pass," Midorima replied for her. Asuka sighed with relief sending him a thankful look.

"Thank you," she said watching Akashi walk away. "He gives me chills," she mumbled under her breath.

"He gives everybody the chills,"

Third bottle of wine arrived to the table. "Midorima-sama, are you feeling okay?"

"Never better. More wine?" Asuka shook her head and excused herself out of the table. She slowly walked to the ladies room and locked herself in a cubicle.

"Kagami..." she whispered into the phone. "Kagami, Midorima is getting wasted. Park up somewhere close, I might need help later."

"Wasted? How much did he have?" Kagami exclaimed.

"Enough to put him into a chardonnay coma any time soon."

"Hahahahaha..."

"I'm hanging up." she whispered when she heard people walking in. *Why me?* Asuka mumbled wanting to bang her head against the cubicle door. She closed her eyes and sighed feeling tired. Her mind
was completely occupied by Midorima.

***

"What took you so long?" Midorima asked raising his eyebrow. He was obviously tipsy, but not yet drunk.

"There was a queue." Asuka retorted.

"Midorima-sama, perhaps we should leave soon?" she asked carefully.

"Why is that? The night is still young."

"I don't think you are well enough..." Asuka tried to find all the right words, but none came.

"I didn't hire you to 'think' about that," Midorima gulped down several shots of tequila lined up in front of him.

Asuka twitched. She felt on the edge. The annoyance has been building up for a while. She stood up and slammed her hands on the table leaning close to Midorima's face. The smell of alcohol and cigarettes tickled her nostrils.

"Oh really? Well here's some news for you oh big and mighty," she hissed. "I quit. And since I don't work for you anymore, here's a little something to think about. Your character is despicable, yes I've heard that you were complicated but you speak trash. Whatever happened is no reason to drink yourself into a chardonnay coma, you are not the only one with problems. Get real. Now, I am going to leave and you can stay here drinking, sulking and feeling sorry for yourself. Why? Because the little bit of guts I thought you had were flushed down a posh toilet. Goodnight." Asuka pushed the table knocking down a couple of glasses and marched her way out of the club.

"Asuka...ASUKA!" someone yelled her name.

Asuka turned around angrily to see Kagami running after her.

"Where's Midorima?"

"He is in there, feeling sorry for himself." she snapped angrily her eyes glaring daggers at everything.

"Where are you going then?"

"Home."

"What? Why?"

"Kagami...I am too tired of this crap. I quit. I've had enough. No more." Asuka started walking
when she heard his voice.

"ASUKA!" Midorima yelled stalking out of the club. "ASUKA...come back here. Where the fuck are you?" he continued yelling baring keeping on his feet.

"That idiot..." Asuka hissed. People were turning their faces and pointing fingers. Paparazzi crowed around him like crows yelling and snapping photos.

"Are you going to help?" Kagami asked.

Asuka bit her bottom lip furrowing her eyebrows.

"Shit...Kagami go get the car." Asuka rushed towards her ex boss. She pushed past the crowd telling her to get lost. "Nothing to see her," she snapped. "Snap that thing one more time and it will be the last thing you do," she barked at one of the guys. She grabbed Midorima's arm and pulled him away. "Get going, move it." she hissed at him. "Why the hell do I have to do this."

"Asuka...I'm not feeling so well," Midorima said as she pushed him inside the limo, which Kagami parked as close as he could.

"No shit." she snapped back.

"Where to?"  Kagami questioned.

Asuka rubbed her temples. "Take us to mine. I am scared to imagine the mess next to his house tomorrow."

Midorima leaned on her but before she could yell and push him, he passed out. "This guy..."

***

Kagami helped Midorima walk up the stairs. He eased the "star" on the sofa and joined Asuka in the kitchen. She poured him a glass of vodka and downed hers in one go. They stood in silence for some time.

"What are you planning to do?" Kagami finally asked.

Asuka took off the jewellery she wore. She dropped her bag on the table and kicked off her shoes. She pulled up her dress and sat down "man style".

"I will think about it tomorrow." she replied. "I'm too tired right now. Will let that idiot sleep it off first, then kick him to the curb. I've had enough of Midorima Shintarou to last me a lifetime."

Kagami chuckled.

"You seem kind of fond of him, even with all his negative qualities."

Asuka didn't reply.

"Well I'm going now. Don't drink too much," Kagami put his full glass in front of her and left.

Asuka got up and walked into the living room. Midorima looked huge in her small apartment. He laid awkwardly on the sofa, glasses shifted to down his face. She took them off and placed on a small table near the sofa. Asuka grabbed a blanket and covered Midorima. The girl grabbed a half empty bottle of vodka and a glass and sat down in an armchair opposite Midorima. She poured herself a drink and downed it. Alcohol burned her throat. She felt like she gulped down a bottle of pure ethanol.

A sigh escaped her lips as she watched Midorima sleep. He slept soundlessly, occasionally furrowing his eyebrows. His green hair got slightly lower and was sticking to his forehead. He looked different without his glasses. More vulnerable, more approachable. Asuka had to admit, deep down inside, she admired him. She found him attractive. She was attracted to him. Her heart clenched unpleasantly.

Asuka rubbed her chest as if trying to get rid of this annoying feeling. She poured herself another drink, but this time she could not down it. She felt dizzy and lightheaded. The girl stood up and walked to Midorima on shaky legs. She stroked his head gently, looking down at his face. Her fingers traced his cheek, his face, then travelled up to his forehead. She moved his hair from his forehead and leaned closer. Her lips touched his forehead in a quick and gentle kiss. Asuka pulled back and turned away.

She made her way to her room feeling the weight of the world dragging her down, but little did she know...as soon as she turned away, Midorima opened his eyes.