Well, it's about time I got off my lazy ass and finally started my next multi-chaptered story. I honestly don't know how many chapters it'll turn out to be, but finding out will be half the fun (or so they say). This story is rated M for swearing and future lemons, so if lemons aren't your cup of tea, then you may not enjoy it.
Tobi: Oooh! I want some lemon tea!
Me: I don't have any. Go bother Hidan or something.
Tobi: Okay! *runs off*
Anyway, without futher ado, here is the first chapter of my newest story. Please read and review to get me more motivated to update ^_^
Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or any of the characters
Sweet Temptations
Chapter One: First Impressions
"I don't know about this. I mean, this is a very promising job opportunity, but I'm so nervous about it..."
"Hinata, relax. As long as you don't get overly anxious, nothing bad should go wrong."
Hinata sighed, holding her phone to her ear as she headed over towards the building of her newfound job. "I already am, Tenten. I'm just afraid of making a fool of myself and-"
Tenten cut her off. "You'll be fine. They hired you for a reason, so that right there should put your mind to ease. Sure, you're going to encounter plenty of weirdos while you're there, and your new boss might be a complete jackass, but you will be making a nice little fortune. Just don't drop any tea onto your boss's lap by mistake."
"You're not helping," the indigo-haired young woman murmured, her heartbeat quickening with each step she took. First days of work had always been an unnerving prospect for Hinata, and now that she was about to be the personal assistant of the CEO of a prestigious company, her anxiety had reached a new peak.
"Hinata, don't worry. Just stay calm and don't let anyone intimidate you," her best friend responded.
Hinata sighed. "Thanks, Tenten. I'm here so I have to let you go for now. I'll call you later to let you know how everything went."
"Okay, sounds good. Bye," Tenten replied, before ending their call.
Upon reaching the front of the building, Hinata could only gaze upward at its massive height. Akatsuki Enterprises. This was definitely the correct place. The building itself had over thirty floors, and the CEO was at the very top. Waiting for Hinata.
Taking a deep breath, the twenty year-old forced herself to enter the building, trying to keep her nerves at bay. The vast entryway of the building made way to several corridors that branched off every which way. There was a large spiral staircase in the middle, and at least four elevators in one wall alone. The place was already bustling with several other employees chatting amongst each other as they headed in their designated departments. Some stood around idly, in no hurry as they sipped on their coffee and stated just how much they did not want to be there. As Hinata passed them, she vaguely noticed a few lingering stares on her, making her feel that much more self-conscious. She looked down at herself, making sure her outfit had not gotten too messed up during her travels. Her black skirt was slightly fitted, ending a few inches above her knees, and she wore a long-sleeved baby blue silk button-up blouse. Black pumps completed her attire, and she wore a simple gold bracelet on her left wrist. She had been told to dress professionally, and that combination had seemed like one of the more reasonable choices she had.
"Okay, go to the thirty-fifth floor," she whispered to herself as she headed towards one of the elevators.
Hinata reached it and pressed the button, waiting anxiously for the elevator to descend back down to the ground floor. After several nerve-wracking seconds, there was a beep and the doors opened. With a relieved sigh, Hinata stepped into the elevator, secretly glad that it was empty.
Just as she began to finally relax a bit, a man slipped into the elevator just milliseconds before the doors closed. The sudden entrance startled Hinata, and she looked at the male with a bit of surprise.
"Shit, that was fucking close," he muttered. "Made it just in fucking time." With the press of a button, the doors closed and they began their ascension up.
The young man appeared to be a few years older than herself, and it didn't take long for Hinata to realize just how much taller he was than her. He towered over her by nearly a foot, making her feel even smaller than usual. Although he was wearing a suit, it wasn't hard for Hinata to notice his muscular physique. The male had left the top few buttons of his white shirt undone and his red tie was loosened. He wore a dark blue suit jacket, but it had been left open. His silvery hair was pushed back out of his handsome face, and captivating violet eyes stared down into Hinata's lavender ones. A smirk appeared on his lips, and all at once Hinata felt her face darken with a blush.
"Hmm, haven't seen you around here before," the man speculated. "I take it as you're fucking new?"
"Umm, y-yes, it's my first d-day," Hinata replied back in a small voice, tearing her gaze away from his as her face heated up.
He grinned. "Oh, I see. Well, good fucking luck to ya. You're going to need it. Especially when it comes to the CEO."
She nervously looked back up at him, now even more worried. "H-How bad is he?"
"He's a fucking asshole. So make sure you don't get on his bad side," he warned her.
"I see... Well, uh...d-do you have any advice for me? I mean...is there anything you can recommend so that I stay on his good side?" She asked.
"Well..." He looked her up and down for a moment, contemplating. "I recommend hiking up your skirt and unfastening the first three buttons of your top."
The young woman's eyes widened in shock. "E-Excuse me?"
"You got a nice rack there. Use it to your advantage," the silver-haired male advised with a smug grin.
"I beg your pardon!" Flustered and embarrassed by such a suggestion, Hinata shook her head. "That's n-not what I meant. I-I couldn't do something like that. That's just..."
"You're a lovely lady," he murmured, taking a step closer to her. "The CEO will probably cut you a bit of slack even if you do fuck up. The last few assistants didn't do so great, so they all either got fired or fucking demoted."
Hinata felt her heart sink a bit. "R-Really?" She hugged herself, suddenly feeling that much more panicked.
"Boobs. That is all that you need to know," he teased, looking down at her with amusement.
"That's enough," she squeaked, feeling very self-conscious.
The man smirked. "What's your name?"
"H-Hinata..." The indigo-haired woman reluctantly answered, not sure if she wanted him to know.
"Good to know." The elevator stopped on the busy thirty-fourth floor, and he proceeded to exit the contraption. He glanced back over his shoulder, his eyes locking with hers momentarily. "See you around, Hinata." The doors closed, leaving Hinata alone.
With a sigh, she relaxed against the wall, wondering if it was too late to reconsider and just book it out of the building. Her escape plan came to a halt when the doors opened once again, having been moved up by only one floor. Unlike the previous floor where that rude young man had gotten off, this one was almost completely empty. The area appeared to be a moderately sized room with a single desk placed about twenty feet away from a closed door. A woman with chin-length dark brown hair sat at the desk, dressed in a light tan business suit. She was typing on a computer, her eyes never leaving the screen.
After a moment of hesitation, Hinata silently made her way over to the desk, gently clearing her throat to speak. However, before she could even get out a single word, the brunette looked up at the younger woman.
"Oh, good morning. You must be Hinata, I'm assuming," she said, a kind smile appearing on her face. "I'm Shizune, the CEO's personal secretary. I handle all of his appointments and scheduling."
"It's nice to meet you," Hinata responded politely. "I-I'm sorry, but I'm not sure what I should do. I was just told to report to the top floor and wait for my instructions then."
Shizune laughed softly. "Oh, he should be here any minute now. You can just go straight into his office and begin brewing a pot of coffee. You know how to make coffee, right?" Upon receiving a nod from Hinata, she continued. "Alright, just start with that and wait for him to come."
"Thank you for your help." Hinata reluctantly headed over to the door, her hand shaking slightly as she twisted the knob.
Upon opening the door, she was greeted with the sight of a large, expensively decorated office unlike any other she'd ever seen. Opposite the door was just a wall of glass, giving off a magnificent view of the city. On the left side of the silvery-accented room was a large, mahogany desk covered in a disarray of items, including several sheets of paper and a computer. A smaller desk that was on the opposite side, this one with only a few items and a desktop. The CEO apparently liked to be comfortable, for there were two different luxurious couches in different areas of the vast office. A mini bar took up a portion of the wall near his desk, while more space was used for a few bookcases completely filled with books. An area designated for coffee making was against the wall by the smaller desk, while more space was used for filing cabinets.
Hinata admired the dazzling office for a few more seconds, before suddenly remembering her first task. She quickly headed over to the coffee maker and put a filter into it, then poured the coffee grounds into its holder. She turned it on, standing awkwardly as she waited for it to brew. Whomever had stocked the area had been sure to leave sugar packets, as well as creamers in small refrigerated openings in the counter it was placed on. She reached up into a cabinet above the counter, discovering six mugs inside of it.
"Getting right to work, I see."
Whirling around, Hinata gazed upon her new boss for the first time. She had been so engrossed in getting the preparations started that she hadn't even heard anyone enter. Her eyes widened a bit, and her pink lips parted slightly in shock as she recognized the silver-haired man from earlier. What was he doing there?
"I see that you didn't take my advice." He seemed to take great amusement at her bewildered expression, and he made his way over to her. "Something wrong, Hinata? You look a bit surprised to see me."
Hinata's face turned a light shade of pink. "I...um...I wasn't expecting to see you here. A-Are you...the CEO?" She had been somewhat convinced that her boss would've turned out to be a pervy old man, but it turned out not to be the case.
The male grinned wickedly. "Guilty as fucking charged. So, you're my new personal assistant... Can't say I'm disappointed."
"I-I'm sorry, I didn't realize-"
"It's not like I fucking care," he cut her off, now only inches away from her. "I did give you the impression that I was just some random asshole who works here. But as you can see, I'm actually the asshole in charge of the place."
So much for first impressions, Hinata thought to herself miserably. She couldn't believe that the rude man in the elevator was the CEO. And from that moment on, she would be his personal assistant. She could only imagine what it would be like to work for such a man.
"I don't like to go by last names, since I find that shit to be way too formal," he told her. "Besides, whenever someone calls me by my last name, I feel like they're talking to my father, and I'm not a huge fan of the old bastard. So you can call me Hidan."
"Hidan-Sama?" She added the respectful honorific. "Umm...how do you take your coffee...sir?"
Hidan smirked. "I'll take it black. But only fill it halfway." His gaze was searing, causing her face to turn even redder.
With a nod, Hinata turned around to pour the coffee into the empty mug, her hands visibly trembling. Get it together. A few drops spilled onto the counter, and she glanced over her shoulder with worry. Hidan simply stood there, waiting expectantly with that smug look plastered on his handsome face. Hinata faced the counter again and put the pot down, quickly mopping up the spilled drops with a napkin.
"You look a bit nervous," the older male speculated from behind her, leaning down a bit closer.
"D-Do I?" she stammered, feeling his warm breath against her ear. "I'm n-not nervous." You are a horrible liar. She turned back around to face him, relieved that he had straightened himself. "I hope it is to your liking, Hidan-Sama."
He took the mug from her. "Not quite yet."
Perplexed, Hinata watched as Hidan strode over to the mini bar, her eyes widening slightly when he took hold of a bottle of Bailey's. Hidan nonchalantly poured a generous amount of it into his mug, as if he was simply adding ordinary cream.
"I like my coffee strong," he informed her, bringing the steaming mug to his lips and sipping it. "Well, I'm glad to see that you can brew a decent pot of coffee without it being full of fucking grounds."
"Thank you," she meekly responded, hesitantly making her way towards his desk, where he plunked his ass down on his expensive leather chair.
"Now, I should probably go over a list of tasks you will be expected to perform. You've already met Shizune, so it's safe to assume that you will not need to worry about making appointments or any of that shit," Hidan said. "Your jobs include brewing coffee for me, proofreading any documents that I need checked, faxing, and basically bringing me whatever random crap that I might want. You will be responsible for keeping my office tidy, and I might send you out to do an errand for me if it's important."
Hinata nodded mutely, taking it all in. She watched as Hidan took a swig from his mug, not bothered by just how hot it was. Perhaps the Bailey's had cooled it substantially.
Hidan continued, giving a slight gesture towards the desk across the room. "There's a fucking fax machine and a computer for you to use, as well as a printer. I even took the liberty of having your desk stocked with paper clips, rubber bands, staples, and White-Out. You're welcome."
"Uh, th-thank you," she stammered, then briefly looked at the desk. "No stapler?"
"My last assistant 'accidentally' threw a stapler at me," he informed her, sarcastically using air quotations. "So you'll have to earn my trust before you get one of those. Which I don't think will take long," Hidan added with a suggestive smirk. "Now that you've been given a rundown, the first thing I want you to do is proofread and re-type this stupid letter that I had to write." He held up a sheet of paper, then handed it to Hinata when she approached him. "Double-check it when you're done. My last assistant, the one involved in the stapler-throwing incident, was even worse at proofreading than I am. And that is why he got demoted to Copy Guy. His new job is to stand by the copy machine and make copies."
If she hadn't already felt under pressure, Hinata felt even more nervous than before. If she didn't meet his expectations, would she be demoted as well? Or maybe even fired? She desperately needed this job to work out, despite the fact that she really wished she was somewhere else in the world.
"You think you can handle the task?" Hidan's eyes drew hers in, his smoldering gaze unrelenting.
"Umm, y-yes," she squeaked, then quietly cleared her throat and spoke again. "Yes...Hidan-Sama."
The silver-haired male grinned. "Good to know. Now hop to it, my little assistant. Make sure you look at it thoroughly for the few mistakes that I might've made."
With a nod, Hinata obediently went over to her desk on the other side of the room, aware of his watchful eyes on her. Upon reaching the desk, she sighed a bit and turned on the computer, relieved when Hidan finally tore his gaze away from her to look for something among the disarray on his desk.
"Where the fuck is it?" he muttered to himself, frowning as he rummaged through a stack of papers.
While she waited for the system to boot up, Hinata couldn't help but peer over at the man, whom continued to swear under his breath as he continued his search. Without thinking, her eyes scanned over his muscular frame, getting a glimpse of the top of his chest. The way he kept the top few buttons of his shirt undone made his appearance more carefree but still sexy at the same time. She couldn't help but wonder what he might look like without his shirt on.
"See something you like?" Hidan quipped, smirking at her.
Mortified that he'd caught her stare, Hinata tore her eyes away and began to feverishly look over the paper that he had given her. Her face turned red at the sound of his amused chuckle, and she silently berated herself for allowing herself to check him out. But I didn't even mean to, she thought miserably. It just kind of happened...
"Based on your attitude, I can tell that this will the start to a beautiful relationship," Hidan remarked with a flirtatious undertone, finally locating the item he'd been impatiently searching for.
Hinata slunk down in her seat, wondering again what she was getting herself into with this man. He was arrogant and rude. He swore more than a sailor, and drank alcohol at eight in the morning. And worst of all, he was her new boss.
That concludes the first chapter, which I hope didn't suck too bad. Please review to let me know how you liked it, and I will have the next chapter out in a week or so.