Author's Note: This is a sequel to Grimmjow's Personal Assistant. To understand the storyline and to know who the OC Minny is you must read that story first. Dedicated to Cazminx

Chapter 1

Time has passed just like it always does. Minny Caesara reclaimed her life after her divorce to Grimmjow Jaggerjacques was finalized. She has been promoted to Vice President of Shinigami Corporation by Byakuya Kuchiki. This is where her new story begins.

"Morning, Minny," called Rangiku, her personal assistant. "Here are some files Mr. Kuchiki left for you to look over."

"Thank you. Nothing like getting off to a busy start on Monday," Minny said, taking the sizable stack of folders in her hands.

"Mr. Kurosaki's in your office," her assistant warned a little too late.

"Oh, hell-ooo, Ichigo," she said seeing the orange headed man standing in front of her desk.

"Hello, honey," he replied, taking the folders from her and putting them on her desk.

"What are you doing in my office so early? You usually don't start stalking me until closer to lunch," she only half way joked.

"Why are you so mean to me? You know I love you," he said, trapping her body between his and her desk.

"You're obsessed. You're beyond obsessed actually. Which I find that a cruel joke from karma because I was once obsessed with you," she admitted, leaning back so far she was almost laying on her desk. She was attempting to avoid his searching lips, but she only put herself in a more precarious position.

"Is that so?" he asked, laying down on top of her to kiss her.

"Yeah. And I got to know the real you and that just blew it all to hell." She smiled triumphantly when he backed off with a growl. "Can't you just go back to being my friend? You were so sweet back then."

"Oh, for god's sake, Minny. Why don't you just call me your gay boyfriend and be done with it?"

"Are you?"

"What?"

"Gay?"

"No."

"Then it won't work. Speaking of work, I have things to do. Don't you?" she inquired pointedly.

"Yes, ma'am, I do. And by the way that makes me your boyfriend since I'm not gay. One kiss," he said, kissing her on the cheek and departing from her office.

Minny liked him when he was sweet like that. She wondered what the deal was that overaggressive part of his personality that surfaced occasionally. Anyway, she had work to do instead of thinking about him. She opened to top folder to be greeted with paperwork of a new department that was being developed, and she would oversee its inception. Yippee! The department would take care of organzing the military funerals for soldiers and would be working directly with the military. All military branches would be welcome to use this department. A retired Army Brigadier General would be coming in to the head department. Fantastic. Now she would have a grumpy old man to deal with on a daily basis in addition to the tenacious advances of Kurosaki. After finishing the brief on the new department, she opened the folder of the General Kensei Muguruma. Of course the credentials were outstanding and impressive; no surprise there. His personal information was virtually nonexistent. He would be bringing an assistant with him who was a retired Army Colonel. Damn! Another grouchy geezer to deal with. Tomorrow she would be picking them up at the airport in the morning. She pressed her intercom button to be greeted with her assistant's excessively cheery voice.

"Hey, Rangiku, field trip tomorrow. We have to go the airport first thing," Minny announced.

"Yay! Field trip! What should I wear?" she asked.

"Something that shows off your personality. It will be two old men," she advised.

"All rightie, ma'am. I'll be ready!" she assured her boss. "Incoming!"

Minny looked toward her door just in time to see it open and Ichigo come barreling in. She rolled her eyes, leaning back in her chair. "You know, once upon a time I would have been happy to see you."

"What happened?"

"Your personality got in the way."

"Oh, you're too funny for words," he snapped, sitting on her lap. "Oh, I've missed you already."

"Seriously?" she snorted, trying to shove him off but he was stuck to her like Velcro. She gave up, wrapping her arms around his waist. He was still a good friend who could make her laugh, and she did enjoy his company – sometimes.

"Minny, I- " Mr. Kuchiki stopped in midsentence when he walked into her office to see one of his male Chief Executives sitting in the lap of his female Vice President. "Well, this is a switch. If I didn't know you two so well I'd think this was weird."

Both people in the chair were blushing violently under his scrutiny. At last, Ichigo stood up and walked out of the room. "I'll be going now. See ya later, Mr. Kuchiki."

"Minny, why don't you just sleep with that boy, and let him off the hook?" her boss suggested bluntly.

"Byakuya!" she gasped. She only referred to him on first name basis when they were alone and that was only due to his insistence. "I'm afraid it would only make him worse. He'd want me more."

"Oh, I like confidence but that borders on conceit, my darling."

"Can we get to the real subject you came to discuss, sir?"

"Oh, yes the new department…"

Minny wore a black pinstripe suit in the style of man's suit with the exception of a knee length skirt and high heeled shoes. She even wore a black silk tie. She had thrown away every piece of blue clothing she owned including underwear when she received her final divorce papers. Her hairstyle now was usually a loose French twist at the nape of her neck. No glasses were worn – ever. She had admonished Rangiku for her choice of clothing which consisted of a low cut sundress with a wide swingy skirt and high heeled sandals; she was ready for a day of sightseeing, not conducting business. Apparently the only word that had stuck in the woman's mind was 'trip.' They waited at the bottom of the escalators where the passengers descended from the security checkpoints.

Two men in full dress military uniforms appeared at the top of the escalators. They both had their hats pulled low over their eyes so most of their faces were obscured. The front one was the General because the one star could easily be seen on the epaulets on his shoulders. He was just a bit shorter than the Colonel who followed behind. The General was wider built and probably more bulky muscle than the Colonel but there was no doubt they were both in great athletic shape. The men stepped off the escalator walking straight toward the women without the slightest hesitation. When they were still a few yards away, they pulled of their hats to reveal their faces.

"Oh, my god," Minny gasped, as Rangiku's fingers dug into her arm. She hadn't realized her assistant was hanging onto her.

"Oh, god, their gorgeous," she whispered.

True enough they were indeed quite handsome. The General had short light gray hair in a style that looked like an overgrown military buzz cut. He had dark brown eyes that unfortunately appeared to be sharp and severe under a permanently furrowed brow. This however, did not detract from his good looks. The Colonel had longer spikey black hair and dark gray eyes that were just as hard. It must be a military thing to have mean eyes.

"Brigadier General Kensei Muguruma, reporting for duty, ma'am," he professionally declared, clicking his heels together.

"Colonel Shuhei Hisagi, ma'am," he announced in the same strict military fashion.

"At ease, gentleman," Minny replied, resisting the urge to laugh when years of training automatically kicked in and they assumed the at ease position. "I am Shinigami Corporation Vice President Minny Caesara and this is my personal assistant Rangiku Matsumoto."

"You're the Vice President ma'am?" the General asked incredulously.

"Were you expecting a man?" she asked, masking the indignation in her voice.

"Yes, ma'am, I was. Especially since you will be the one helping us set up and develop our department. I assumed the person helping us would not only be a man but would also be a former soldier," he said, glaring down at her with open contempt.

"Brigadier General Kensei Muguruma, let me inform you that I may not be a man and I may not be a soldier, but I am damn good at what I do. You are not dealing with the military now- you are dealing with a business – MY business. You stick to the military part of the project and I will stick to the business part, and we'll both be happy. Do I make myself clear, General?" she demanded loudly in a strong clear voice, returning his burning stare. She had been forceful enough that people around them had stopped to stare at the short woman in the business suit dressing down a one star general.

"Crystal, ma'am!" he bellowed, saluting her.

Minny turned on her heel to walk off before she gave in to the temptation to kick him in both shins. It was immediately obvious to her why Byakuya had given her this assignment. This called for another visit to a hostess club especially for her boss; a different one this time, maybe more upscale and to his liking. She would not let him escape either. She waited at the car while Rangiku went with them to retrieve their luggage and lead them back to the vehicle. He might not be an old man but he sure as hell was a grumpy man. When she saw them coming, she hopped into the car to turn on the engine and pop the trunk. They were two strapping healthy men and they could stow their own damn luggage in the trunk of her vehicle. It was close to lunchtime and Kuchiki had requested she take them out to lunch. Great. It would be even longer before she escape from them. Why had she become the official asshole handler of the company? 'Because you do it so well,' she could hear Kuchiki's velvety deep voice saying to her already. Ikkaku Madarame would have been a much better choice because he was cut from the same irritating cloth these two were; he was even ex-military like the General would have preferred. He was a dumbass, however, when it came to actually organizing and spear heading business operations. That's why he was one of Kenny's top muscle heads in security.

"Ms. Caesara, are you ready?" the General asked.

"Awaiting orders, sir," she replied, unable to hide the sarcasm.

"Drive, soldier," he ordered.

Minny could tell by the sound of his voice he was smiling. She resisted the urge to confirm that by looking in the rearview mirror. She was glad Rangiku had chosen the passenger's seat up front with her. "Sir, we'll be going to a restaurant for lunch where reservations have already been made."

"Are you always so well organized, Ms. Caesara?" he inquired bluntly.

"Yes, sir, I am," she answered.

"Good. We might get along after all."