Personal Assitant [Midorima Shintarou x OC] for Shiranai Atsune

The flash of the cameras blinded him but Midorima did not wince. He smiled accordingly and continued his way into the tall buildings. Fangirl screams, journalists' yells, security walking around him in a tight circle - Midorima Shintarou was used to it. He smirked and pushed his glasses higher up on his nose in an aristocratic manner. The door in front him swung open and what seemed like a red carpet was dropped to his feet.

"Midorima-sama, we were not expecting you for another hour." A balding fat man paced around him, trying not be left behind. He wiped his head and face with a white handkerchief and almost fell down when Midorima stopped abruptly.

"I was in the area. Are the candidates here?" he questioned

"Yes sir, they are all waiting in the waiting room." he replied.

"How many showed up?" Midorima ran his fingers through his flawless hair.

"One hundred and nine." the man replied proudly. "All are finest specialists in the area."

"Today's lucky letter is A...so I will only interview candidates whose names start with A. How many are there?"

The man scratched his baldness nervously.

"Fifteen."

"Lets cut it down to seven," Midorima replied and made his way to one of the finest rooms in the building. He took off his leather jacket and dropped it on a sofa. As soon as he sat down, his secretary brought him a caramel flavoured coffee with one sugar cube and extra cinnamon.

"One sugar cube?"

"Yes."

"Extra cinnamon?"

"Yes."

"Mixed clockwise seven times?"

"Yes."

"Not bad Takao, let the first candidate in."

He sipped his drink, skilfully hiding his delight. "Midorima-sama, here is the resume," Takao placed a file in front of his employer, but Midorima ignored it.

A soft knock on the door was followed by a quick but sharp entrance. A girl approached with steady confident footsteps bowed and greeted the two.

"Name." Midorima started the questioning.

"Sakamaki Asuka,"

"Age."

"23 years old."

"Place of birth,"

"***, Japan."

"Star sign."

"Sagittarius."

"Sexuality,"

"Straight,"

Midorima smirked as the girl did not even budge at each question. She showed no nervousness or stress, as if she entirely comfortable with the situation.

"So why do you want to work for me?" he asked crossing the hands on his chest. Midorima loved asking that question. It was a question which always put people in a tough spot. No matter how good they were, the question always took them aback. He wanted to see how this girl would get out of the situation, however he was the one taken aback by her answer.

"I want to work for you because I need to kill time until I find a better job." she replied.

A file fell out of Takao's hand breaking the silence. Midorima looked directly into Asuka's eyes, and she did not look away. Takao picked up the file and cleared his throat.

"Well...thank you Miss Sakamaki, we..."

"You are hired."

"WHAT?!" Takao's shock was too obvious.

"You start tomorrow, 8 o'clock. If you even one minute late, you will be fired."

"Understood." the girl stood up and bowed. "Thank you for your patience." she said and walked out in the same manner as she walked in.

"Midorima-sama..." Takao was completely unsure of how to start the conversation. "Midorima-sama..."

"Is something bothering you Takao?"

"This girl...she...why?" the brunette was at loss.

"Hahahah..." Midorima could not resist and laughed out loud holding onto his sides. Takao stared at him with confused and disbelief. This perfectionist and lover of superstitions just hired someone who told him that he is simply a step on building her career. "Takao, you lack imagination. Occasionally," he grinned and took off his glasses. Only then Takao noticed a fire dancing in his emerald green eyes. "A man needs to treat himself."

/

Asuka walked into *** Production at 7:30 am. She quickly found the door she needed but before she could knock the door swung open.

"Fantastic. You are here." a pink haired female looked at her from the top of her glasses. She wore a two piece black suit with white shirt with reveal all noticeable areas. "Come on in." she stepped aside to let Asuka in.

"Good morning,"

"Yeah, yeah...tell me are you religious?" the pink haired one asked.

"No, not really."

The woman smiled. "Fantastic. Here. This will be your bible. Read it, learn it, then burn it." she handed her a thick pile of A4 paper, neatly divided into sections by sticky notes.

"What is this?" Asuka questioned.

"The timetable, daily routine, likes and dislikes and other similar information of Midorima-sama."

Asuka's eyes widened as she opened a section called "Superstitions and horoscopes." She quickly scanned it with her eyes.

"Here it says that Cancer and Sagittarius have a complicated, unpleasant relationship, full of misunderstanding...and to stay away from them?" Asuka said with slight confusion.

"That's what gets us all," the pink haired one exclaimed. "Midorima-sama specifically never hires anyone with an unpleasant horoscope to him." the woman eyed her intently, as if trying to bring out something which Asuka could be hiding.

"First time for everything, right?" the girl smiled for the sake irritating the woman.

"Anyway, my name is Momoi Satsuki, I am Midorima-sama's secretary. I've left some form for you to fill in, they are on the table. Be sure to be done before 8. Midorima-sama will be waiting for you in 205 room."

"2+0+5=7..." the girl said out loud. "Interesting individual. More interesting than I was told,"

/

"You are surprisingly on time." Midorima opened the door himself. "Did Momoi provide you with the details I need you to know?"

"Good morning," Asuka said, but no reply followed. *I am beginning to think no one in this building has manners.* "Yes, I have it."

"Good, sit down." the girl did as she was told.

Midorima sat opposite her. He did not speak but simply studied her. Asuka did the same. She looked closely at her new employer. He did not differ to himself in TV, moreover he looked even better. His green hair was slightly messy and looked like he was running his fingers through it continuously. Lack of glasses allowed to see his eyes without any obstacles. They were rather beautiful. His t-shirt perfectly framed his muscular chest and jeans almost outlined his strong long legs.

"I'm not going to give any lists but I want you to memorize what I am going to tell you," he started. "First of all if you are working for me, you have to look accordingly. I need you to get out of those and wear something appropriate. Second of all, this position requires you to spend almost 24 hours with me, which means that even if I call you in the middle of the night and tell you to come - you will have to be there. And third, my words are absolutely, I don't like to repeat twice. Is that understood?"

"Yes, however," Asuka said.

Midorima raised his eyebrow.

"What exactly does my job role involve?"

"You will be my PA. My timetable, workouts, meetings, work everything will be on you. You will have to accompany me everywhere. Be it work or workout at the gym. You will have to follow closely Oha Asa and prepare my daily lucky item. Saying "I couldn't find it" is not an option, it must be done. Apart from that you have to follow all the show business updates and news and provide weekly reports which summarize what is happening and what would be beneficial to me. Lastly, you will have irregular working hours, I might need you right now, but I won't later or vice versa." Midorima rubbed his temples and looked the girl directly in the eyes. "Is everything clear? How does that sound?"

"Like a dream come to true to many ladies out there." Asuka blabbered unable to resist herself.

Midorima chuckled.

"You have a sense of humor. Who would have thought."

"Thank you."

"Get your contract signed in the next twenty minutes. Ask Momoi to pick you something from the nearby shop, she understands fashion. I need you ready, dressed and composed in exactly one hour and 35 minutes. The meeting place is here. Takao will arrive by that time and we will be hitting the road."

"May I ask where we will be going?"

"All in good time, Sakamaki Asuka, all in good time."

/

5 months later

The melody of her Smartphone cut the silence of the room. Without opening her eyes Asuka reached out to the nightstand and grabbed the phone. Automatically her finger slid across the screen as she brought it closer to her ear.

"Hello?"

"Asuka, I need you to come over in the next 45 minutes." Midorima said panicking on the other side of the line.

The girl pushed herself up from the bed and blinked a couple of times.

"I live on the other way of the town, I will not be able to make it in 45 minutes." she replied looking at the time which showed 3:28 in the am.

"The driver is already waiting by your house. There is no traffic. Hurry up." Midorima hanged up leaving the girl in complete silence.

She sighed heavily and got out of bed.

Not bothering to go out of her way to dress fancily, she threw a pair of blue jeans on, green tank top and black hoodie, grabbed her bag and stormed out of the apartment. Since she started working for one of Japan's top 10 idols, her life changed drastically. In the past five months she has been abroad 10 times, woken up in the middle of the night exactly 48 times, taken to Russian Ballet 3 times, attended VIP parties 19 times and have acted like an errand girl almost every other day.

Midorima's character turned out to be worse than she imagined.

Auska opened the door of the limo and hopped in.

"Got you up early as well huh Kagami?" she yawned and helped herself to the coffee provided by the driver.

"I'm used to it by now." Kagami replied huskily as he quickly took off and drove down the empty road.

"So what is the topic of today's sassy bitch fit?" Asuka asked.

"Midorima is ill."

"Ill? Just great!" the girl sighed heavily and took out her phone to check for the nearest pharmacy.

"Just call him a doctor and call it a day." Kagami suggested.

"If only I could...Riko will kill me if I abandon her fiancé "in the time of need"." She rolled her eyes sarcastically. "Kagami turn here and stop by the pharmacy, I need to pick up a few things."

"You do know that if Midorima finds out that you are working for him only to spy on hm for his fiancé, he will be furious." Kagami stopped the car.

"Oh please, you aren't here out of the kindness of your heart either." Asuka retorted before exiting the car. *As if I don't know that myself,* she thought furiously.

"Oh dear..." Kagami yawned and opened the window. "She didn't even realize what she got herself into."

/

The door swung open and before she realized, she was dragged inside the house and across the hall to Midorima's library, which also served him as an office, relaxation dojo and a nap area thanks to the cushy red velvet sofa.

"You are two minutes late!" he yelled finally showing his face to Asuka. The tall and mighty Midorima Shintarou, wanted actor and model, faced her wearing a pink strawberry face mask. For a moment Asuka's breath got stuck in her throat, but she quickly took a hold of herself.

"Kagami told me you are unwell, so we stopped by a pharmacy."

"Ill? No! I am not ill, I am on my deathbed!" Midorima exclaimed dropping onto his sofa dramatically.

"And the pink face mask is a lucky charm to keep you living?"

"If I wasn't so ill I would have laughed at that,"

"No doctors I assume?"

The green haired man shook his head eagerly.

"Okay...I'm sure you will get better soon enough. You don't sound so...wow..." she blinked as she took off his mask. Midorima's nose was bright red, the skin was peeling and looked unhealthy. "Okay...lets hope this is just a cold." she said trying to sound cheerful.

"Asuka do something already, I can't stand this anymore!" Midorima sneezed loudly all over her face. Asuka swallowed hard and wiped her eye from his saliva.

"Midorima-sama, please get in bed for now, I will warm up some milk and bring it to you along with medicine, but you have to stay in bed. I will cancel all the appointments for tomorrow, so please just rest."

Midorima stalked upstairs carrying his lucky charm close to his hard. Asuka watched him open the door to his room and walk it. She couldn't help but wonder if she found the whole situation sad or funny. She quickly messaged Riko, informing her of what happened and what the plan is and started with the preparations. She heat up the milk and added a spoonful of honey. She filled a glass with water and placed two anti-flu pills and several cool patches on tray. Asuka grabbed her bag and the tray and made her way upstairs. Midorima was already lying bed, not bothering to change out of his clothes. The girl helped him to sit up and waited until he finished the milk.

"How was it?" she questioned.

"Disgusting. I don't like warm milk."

"Nobody does. It's a horror show." she smiled handing him the medicine. Without a question Midorima swallowed the pills and emptied the glass of water.

Asuka touched his forehead with her hand, but her it was too hot to feel anything. She sighed and leaned in. Her lips connected with his forehead. His skin burned making her pull away instantly.

"Okay, lie down," she said feeling a strange tingle in her chest. She wiped his face with a wet towel and put a cooling patch on his forehead. "Now try to sleep." she said getting up from the bed, but he caught her hand. Asuka wanted to pull away from the burning touch but Midorima held her firmly. She looked at him just to meet his deep green eyes staring at her with a serious look.

"Stay here." he said.

"I will wash up and come back."

"No." his grip tightened around her wrist. "Stay."

And Asuka gave in. Midorima patted the bed beside him inviting her to join him. She felt sceptical, but the sleepiness was getting to her. She suddenly felt exhausted. She shrugged and took off her hoodie and got into the bed trying to keep as much distance from Midorima as possible.

*You owe me for this Riko. You owe me big time!* she thought before drifting to sleep.

/

She shifted in her sleep and tried to turn around but a mountain was in the way. Asuka shifted once more just to feel more weight pressing her down. She opened her eyes in confusion. The whole of Midorima was practically on top of her crashing and suffocating her. Asuka tried to slip out of his grip but he held her firmly.

"Midorima-sama," she cleared her throat. "Midorima-sama!"

Midorima stretched a little and opened his eyes. A moment of silence followed.

"Midorima-sama, please get off me," Asuka said calmly.

"Why? I feel very comfortable, aren't you?" his face was suddenly inches away from hers. Their eyes met and Asuka felt the same strange tingle in her chest. She swallowed hard wanting nothing else but to get away.

"Not really no," she replied making another attempt to get away, but her strength could never match Midorima's, he didn't even budge. His large hand rested on her cheek stroking it gently. She felt the hairs on her hands rise up as shivers quickly got to her skin. He stroked her bottom lip with his thumb parting her lips lightly revealing the line of perfect white teeth. Midorima leaned in closer when a sudden wave of sneeze covered him. This time he managed to turn away and not sneeze into her face. Asuka used the moment to slip out of his grip. She grabbed her phone and rushed to the bathroom.

"Takao-san, please come to Midorima-sama's house, He needs professional assistance." she hang up and dialled the next number.

"Ugh, why are you up so early?" a female voice yawned into the phone.

"Really? Must you ask that?" Asuka said sarcastically and sat down on the floor. "Listen Riko, I want out. I don't think I can do this anymore."

Riko sat up on her bed dropping the covers on the floor.

"No, no, no, Asu-chan, you promised me!"

"You said one month! I have been at your fiancé's service for the past five. The things I've had to put up with...he calls my clothes rugs and makes me get him his Oha Asa lucky item daily no matter how hideous it can be, he also insists I get one for myself too and yesterday he sneezed into my eye and today..." she froze almost blabbering that Midorima attempted to kiss her. "He woke me up at this hour."

"Asu-chan, I promise I will do whatever you want, just stay there a little longer."

"Why? He is clean as a newborn." Asuka argued.

"I need to sure."

Asuka ran her hand through her tangled chin length hair feeling exhausted. "Fine...but the price list is growing and you can start by booking me that trip to Naples we've talked about."

"I'm on it."

Asuka was about to hang up when Riko spoke again.

"Thank you for this Asuka, I know Midorima is not easy, but this is very important to me...this is the man I'm planning to spend the rest of my life with. I want to be sure...even if this is an arranged marriage."

"I know, but Riko this is also unfair on him, think about that." Asuka hanged up. She clenched the phone in her hands and pressed it to her forehead. She looked down at her legs. "It's also unfair to me." she said out loud when Midorima knocked on the door.

"Did you drown in there?" he yelled.

"Pfff...I wish," Asuka mumbled and got off the floor. "I'm coming," she yelled back deeply regretting what she got herself into.