Disclaimer: I own no rights to 50 shades of grey, I take zero credit for "fifty shades of calzona" and all characters (with the small exception of some I make up) are owned by shonda rhimes/ABC/their affiliates.

Story rating: definitely MA/NC-17

Not for younger children, definitely not for anyone if said rating is not your thing. You've been warned.

Story synopsis:

A/U

Very loosely based off of "fifty shades of grey" (with a twist) and inspired by "fifty shades of calzona" on YouTube. (If you haven't seen it, go watch it! You won't be sorry!)

Callie Torres -fashion goddess, hotel queen, night club magician. She's wildly successful in her professional life, but that doesn't mean much for her personal life. What happens when Arizona Robbins, future NYU graduate with a sexy secret stumbles into her office? Will sparks fly? Or will Arizona's secret be too much for Callie to handle?

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"I hate that I can't make this interview." Teddy groaned, her voice hoarse and laced with a deep undertone. "Of course this would be the first time I got sick in three years." She said falling back on the couch as she blew her nose. "You have all the questions written down?" She questioned her roommate.

"Yes, Theodora. Don't worry, I won't mess this up." Arizona giggled, as she rolled her eyes. "I have all the questions, and I promise I'll dress to impress. I'm just looking over everything one more time." She said chewing on a bagel. Her hair sat high in a messy bun on the top of her head, and her worn cotton pajamas hugged her soft curves comfortably.

"I hate when you call me that." Teddy glared, as she regarded her friend. Arizona and teddy had been friends through college. They met in their mass communications class, both eager to work in publishing. But, Teddy had gotten a job as a writer for the New York Times, while Arizona was finishing up her last semester at NYU.

"You love it." Arizona giggled as she finished up her bagel and shuffled the papers together. "I can't believe that I'm going to meet the Callie Torres today." Arizona said staring off into space. "How did you even score this interview? She doesn't give interviews." Arizona questioned.

"My dad is friends with her dad." Teddy shrugged. "They worked together at Hopkins for years." Teddy said blowing her nose. "So, he did me a solid." She giggled. Teddy had always been well off. Both her parents were doctors, and her brother followed in his parents footsteps. Teddy decided to go her own way, lucky for her, her parents were supportive of her dream.

Arizona couldn't complain too much. Teddy's generosity allowed her to live in a beautiful apartment in New York City, while most people their age, freshly out of school, were still living in a walk up studio apartments that could barley fit a twin sized bed. Of course Arizona insisted she pull her own weight, even if that meant paying for utilities all alone. Teddy didn't want to hear any of it, but Arizona insisted.

"So you're telling me, that your dad is friends with her dad, but you have never met her?" Arizona asked almost frustrated.

"That's exactly what I'm telling you. The opportunity just never presented itself." Teddy shrugged, as a cough worked its way out her throat.

"Ok, then. I'm going to go get dressed. I'll look like a whole new person!" Arizona laughed as she exited the room.

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"No, no, no, no. The fabric is wrong." Callie said shaking her head, frustrated. "I said silk, not satin." She said running her hands along the big spool of fabric she had her team order. "I want to see the order receipt on my desk before noon." She snapped, squeezing the bridge of her nose.

"Hey, you ok?" Meredith, her assistant asked walking to her office, and taking a seat across from her desk before setting down a coffee for both she and Callie.

"They sent the wrong fabric." Callie sighed. "Unless I can get a rush delivery, this mistake is going to put us at least a week behind schedule." She said picking up her coffee to sip on it. Hopefully this would help the headache that was about to erupt.

"Ok, get me the details of who you had order it, and what company you ordered from, and I'll take care of it before your first meeting." Meredith said offering up a smile.

"I really honestly, don't know what I'd do with you." Callie said with a grateful smile. "So, what's on my agenda today. Hit me with it." Callie said adjusting her sky high black Loubuiton heels.

"First up, is that interview with Teddy Altman, here in your office. She will be here at ten." Meredith started as she read the calendar of events in hand. "Then you have a lunch meeting with vogue about the spring line at noon in conference room B. Then to follow a three o'clock meeting with Omar Campbell, about shooting the spring line." She said closing the huge black book.

"Full day." Callie sighed, drumming her pen against her desk.

"Oh, and dinner with your dad at seven." Meredith added before she made a quick exit.

"I hate you!" Callie yelled with a smirk. She had totally forgotten about that dinner with her dad. Crap. He was only in town for a few days, and she was excited to see him, but he could be a bit abrasive some times. And after a full day of work, the last thing she wanted was a Carlos inquisition.

Callie looked down at her Rolex, and sighed. She still had fifteen minutes before her first meeting, with this Teddy Altman, who's dad was friends with her dad. She didn't want to do the interview. She hated interviews. She liked her privacy, well as much of it as she could keep. She was a successful business woman under thirty. She built her fashion line from the ground up, single handedly, and that garnered a lot of attention.

But. She loved her dad, and she'd do mostly anything for him. So she'd agreed to the interview. It would probably be some boring schmuck in a three piece suit, trying to get into her well pressed dress. At least that's what had happened the last two times. And it was overly annoying.

Callie spent the fifteen minutes she was waiting responding to emails, and making sure that Meredith got all the information she needed to fix the fabric problem they had this morning. She was never late with a launch, and she wasn't about to start the spring season on the wrong foot. She was so lost in what she was doing the buzzer alerting her of her guest had practically scared her right out of her chair.

"Callie, there's a Ms. Arizona Robbins here to see you, in place of Teddy." Meredith's voice rang through.

"Ok, thanks Mer. Just send her in." Callie said inching around her desk.

Callie wasn't a scary person by any means. But she did have a certain air about her, that let people know she was in charge. If she was going to do the interview she was going to do it on her terms. She didn't build a fashion empire by being nice. So she would answer these questions that this Arizona would ask, and she'd go about her day. And then it would be a distant memory.

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"Ms. Torres will see you now." Meredith smiled as Arizona nervously pressed her hands against the front of her royal blue dress. She couldn't remember a time she was this nervous before in her life, ever. But it wasn't everyday you got to meet Callie Torres, fashion God. Teddy owned a bunch of pieces from her line, that Arizona got to borrow from time to time. But being able to afford any of it was a whole different story.

Arizona sent a smile to the petite blonde, behind her massive desk, as she pressed open the huge chrome double doors, to the office behind it. This was it... She was about to meet Callie Torres.

"Hello." Came a raspy type voice. Arizona was nervously looking down at her shoes, lost in thought when she entered the room. And when she looked up she could almost swear the air had been knocked out of her.

Callie was a vision. Her long dark wavy locks laid just over her shoulders, and her dark eyes decorated in neutral shades, and black eyeliner could pierce the soul. She was dawning a megawatt smile of pearly white teeth, encased by plump wine painted lips. Her curvy body was on delicious display in the black dress she was wearing that fit her in all the right places.

Sure Arizona had seen a few pictures of the woman in front of her, but they did not do her any justice. That could be because the only pictures she could find was one head shot, and a handful of paparazzi snapped pictures of her getting into a car, or zipping down the red carpet at fashion events.

It took all the strength Arizona had to find her voice. "Hi- hi... I'm Arizona, Arizona Robbins." She said extending a slightly shaky hand, as blue eyes locked with brown.

"I'm Callie Torres." The Latina said reaching out a hand.

Their hands connected firmly, in a professional shake. But, Callie found herself pulling back a little quicker than usual, because there was a spark she could feel there. Almost as if Arizona's touch had sent a small electric shock through her body. Arizona felt it too, diverting her eyes, and tucking a thick strand of blonde locks behind her ear to distract herself.

Arizona definitely wasn't what Callie was expecting to walk into her office today. That blue dress, only added to the deep blue hue of her eyes, making them impossible to resist. Her medium length blonde hair was shiny and straight, and just plain perfect. Her lips looked soft to the touch, and were pained a light shade of pink that offset the beautiful color of her creamy ivory skin. The soft curve of her body was perfect under that blue dress she was wearing, and her dimpled smile was almost enough for Callie to go weak in the knees. Arizona Robbins, was beautiful.

"Please, have a seat." Callie said gesturing to a plush white chair that was pushed up against her desk.

"I'm really sorry Teddy couldn't make it today." Arizona said sliding gracefully in. "She came down with a flu bug or something. She was pretty bummed she couldn't come do the interview." Arizona laughed, producing a deep set of dimples.

"It's really quite ok." Callie said still leaned comfortably up against the back of her desk. She couldn't help the smile that formed on her face, when Arizona's dimples popped. "Dimples, freakin dimples!" Callie thought to herself taking a deep breath to compose herself.

In all honesty Callie was glad it was Arizona who walked through that door today. She had no idea what Teddy looked like, but she was glad she had the opportunity to gaze at this beautiful stranger who would be sitting before her for the unknown length of time. And the fact that she felt fireworks with this woman she had just met, didn't hurt matters either.

"So... The interview?" Callie playfully asked after a long silence had fell between the two women, who were to busy looking at each other to remember why Arizona was actually there.

"Oh, yes, right." Arizona said straightening her form and pulling out a small recorder from her bag, Callie didn't even realize she was holding. "Do you mind?" She asked setting it down on the table.

"No, not at all." Callie smiled, as she took the vacant seat next to Arizona. She crossed her legs, making the knee length dress she was wearing, hike up in response, revealing an even more delicious span of skin.

"To what do you feel you owe your success?" Arizona asked timidly. She had to fight to take her eyes off of those glorious long, caramel colored legs.

"Hard work, and persistence." Callie said shrugging. "Also, never taking no for an answer. I was told no, hundreds more times then I was told yes, but I refused to let anyone get me down." She smiled.

"You never do interviews. Why is that?" Arizona asked her follow up question, as she licked her lips.

"They bore me. It's always the same people, asking the same questions I've answered a billion times." Callie laughed. She had to struggle to get her answer out. Arizona licking her lips just sent a shock right to her core, and she found her thoughts being less than innocent. "Where did you go to school, what's your favorite color, who was your fashion inspiration?" She continued. with a sigh. "Also, I like my privacy. I don't like everyone in my business." She finished with a shrug.

"Well, I guess I should mark this next question off." Arizona giggled nervously.

"Ask me anything, it's ok. I agreed to this." Callie said encouragingly. She found herself wanting to open up to Arizona. That was strange on its own. She didn't like talking to people she didn't know, in detail.

"It was... She wanted to know where you went to school." Arizona laughed with a slight eye roll.

Callie answered her laugh, with a deep belly laugh of her own. A laugh that was like music to Arizona's ears. "I went to NYU. But I didn't finish." Callie shrugged. "I hated school when I had to go. I don't know what made me think I liked it when I had to pay for it." She smiled.

"I'm in my last semester at NYU." Arizona smiled.

"Really? What are you studying?" Callie asked. She wanted to know anything she could about the blonde in front of her.

"A little of everything. I'm graduating with a degree in mass communications, but I'm really interested in publishing." Arizona found herself answering. It was easy to talk to Callie, she liked it. Even if she was a little intimidating.

"That's impressive." Callie nodded.

Arizona answered her with a smile, before moving on. She could sit here all day and chatter back and forth, but she had a job to do. "What were some of the problems you faced head on when you were starting out? Ones that really made an impact on how you manage things now?"

"Well, a lot actually. This, like most things, is a male dominated industry. Women are still not seen as equal, in pay or respected in the same capacity as men." Callie sighed. "So I had to prove myself. Prove that I had what it took, prove I had the talent, the grit and the determination to do this. Owning a company isn't easy. But I love what I do." She said almost diplomatically.

"You manage this and several other companies though, don't you?" Arizona asked looking down at her now nearly crumpled papers that sat in her lap.

"I do. I have a line of hotels, and a few night clubs in various cities around the states." Callie nodded.

"But... You're so young!" Arizona practically yelled.

Callie laughed again... This woman was just... Beautiful. "It's not easy work. You just have to be able to hire a group of people you can trust. That's the main thing. You have to have a good team around you, and supporting you. Otherwise you have nothing."

"What do you do in your free time? What are some of your favorite hobbies?" Arizona asked locking blue eyes with brown. Arizona knew what she liked to do in her own spare time, to relieve a little stress. Sometimes it was just a quick work out. She also had a secret not many people knew, not even Teddy... And she found herself mentally making Callie part of that secret. "Shit, focus Arizona!" She chastised herself.

Callie could swear she saw Arizona's eyes darken a shade when she asked this question. Maybe it was just her own eyes playing tricks on her, but wow. Those cerulean pools, got a shade deeper, and wow. She almost started to drool. "I Uh- I..." Callie fumbled. "I like to workout. I enjoy movies, and like most women, shopping, and I adore travel. When I can, I love to get away, and see the world." She sighed in content.

"Are you gay?" Arizona blurted out, her head dipped to the side.

"Excuse me?" Callie asked furrowing her brow. No one had ever been so bold as to ask her that question before.

"I- I... It was written down, and..." Arizona stammered.

Callie couldn't help but smirk at this. Arizona had turned a light shade of pink with embarrassment at her own brashness, and Callie found it adorable. "I'm an equal opportunity dater." Callie smirked deciding to put Arizona out of her brief misery. She never was one to shy away from her sexuality. She was attracted to both men and women. Nothing wrong with it, just made her dating pool a little bit more stocked with options.

"Equal opportunity dater?" Arizona questioned. She had ulterior motives for asking the question her friend wrote down. She herself was a lady lover, and would love nothing more then to rip off that probably ridiculously expensive black dress Callie was wearing. God she was hoping this meant what she thought it meant.

"Yes. An equal opportunity dater. I like men, and I like women." Callie shrugged. "To me it's not so much gender as it is the person I'm attracted to." She said trying to explain herself.

"But you never date..." Arizona said confused.

"I date." Callie smirked. "Like I said Ms. Robbins, I am a very private person. I like to keep my personal life private." She said with a nod.

Well crap, she probably had a boyfriend. Or a girlfriend. Or both... Not like she had a chance anyway. Who was she kidding though? Callie was out of her league. Even if she is single. She's a millionaire goddess and most likely has an endless supply of people wanting to date her. Both men and women! Not that Arizona didn't think of herself as attractive. She knew she was hot, she had women lining up for her! But this... This was a whole new playing field.

"You have many charities you work with. How did you get into that line of work?" Arizona asked changing the subject quickly. Her mind was going to run away with her, if she didn't keep herself on track.

"I think it's important to give back. There are so many people out there struggling, if you have the means to help you should." Callie answered. She noted that Arizona was fidgeting. Did she make her nervous? It was an affect she had on many people, but Arizona had walked in mostly sure of herself.

"You've already achieved so much. What's next?" Arizona asked clearly interested. She chewed on her bottom lip as she waited for the answer. The interview was coming to an end, and she really didn't want it to, she found herself trying to come up with more things to ask, just to prolong her time with the Latin beauty in front of her. She could look at her all day.

"I don't know." Callie said honestly. "I have so much in the works right now. I have my new spring line coming out, and I have a hotel opening in Las Vegas. I'd actually really like some me time." She laughed. "It's hard to have a social life when you work like I do... I date, but that's it. I think it's time to try to find something more." Callie smirked.

"So no boyfriend, no girlfriend?" Arizona asked hopeful. How could she not be attached? Hopefully Callie, didn't hear the excitement in her voice.

"No, but I'm open to the possibility." She laughed. Callie was flirting. She couldn't remember the last time she flirted like this, or the last time she wanted to flirt like this. But looking at the beautiful woman in front of her. It was hard not to.

"Well... It... That looks like everything." Arizona sighed, unable to come up with more questions. If she was smart she would have asked about the spring line coming up, because even though this was a "business" interview, it seemed as though Teddy was slightly more interested in her personal life. Not that Arizona hated the questions. In fact she was grateful to her best friend, and although she felt bad she was sick, she was counting her lucky stars!

"Ok. Well, it was really great to meet you Ms. Robbins." Callie said standing up. She didn't want this to end, but she knew it had to, and she herself had a busy day ahead of her.

Arizona liked the way she called her Ms. Robbins, something about it stirred something deep within her, but she found herself also wanting to hear her name roll off those beautiful lips. "Call me Arizona." She smiled, as she started to clear her stuff off of Callie's desk before putting it back in her purse.

"Ok then, Arizona." Callie winked. "Let me walk you out." She said, trying to find any excuse to prolong the time they had. "So... You said you go to school." Callie stated wanting to know more about this stunning stranger. "Do you have a job too? Or do you just focus on your studies?" She asked pulling open her heavy doors to her office.

"I have a part time job. Nothing major. I took out a bunch of student loans to help with housing, and paying for tuition, but I like to work." Arizona shrugged. "It keeps me busy."

"Boyfriend?" Callie boldly asked. It was forward, but she just been asked questions about her personal life, so she took a chance.

"No, no boyfriend." Arizona laughed shaking her head. "I broke up with my last girlfriend a year ago... Just been focusing on school." Arizona shrugged. She was grateful for Callie's questions. Maybe the brunette beauty was interested in her. No, it was just hopeful thinking.

"Oh!" Callie perked up. By this time they were already at the elevator.

"Callie, Carmella is on line two for you." Meredith said eliciting a frustrated sigh from Callie. She had to take that call. Carmella could make or break her in vogue magazine.

"Well, thank you for the interview." Arizona said stepping into the waiting cart.

"You're welcome." Callie smiled. Shit, this wasn't how she wanted it to end. But this was how it was ending.

"Bye." Arizona breathed as the doors closed in front of her. Crap. She was going to have dreams of this woman forever. Not only was she was breathtakingly stunning, but there was something more there. She could feel it. Beyond that, she found herself wanting to bring her into her fantasy world.

"Meredith. Take this to her for me." Callie said quickly walking back to her desk. She handed over a business card. "Write my cell phone number on it, and let Arizona know to call me if she needs anything more." She finished as she hurried into her office.

Meredith took the card and wrote her boss' number down with a smile. Callie never gave out her personal number, not for business calls, and definitely not for interviews . This was indeed a rarity. Meredith might have to give the women a little push, but she knew she saw something between them. Time to do what Meredith Grey did best. Meddle.

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A/N: I have another fic in the work, check it out! ;) (shameless plug) also, this is much different than that one. This is structured but won't be updated as much. (Hopefully once to twice a week, but don't hold me to that)

Hope you enjoy, and comments always speed the process along! *hint hint*

Also, I have no beta, and I'm no writer, so all mistakes, are my own.

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