Title: The Rich Men Wars

Summary: Being a great P.A. wasn't what made Matsumoto Rangiku popular with rich men. No, it was far more than that. And she had no idea how she came to attract five insanely hot billionares.

A/N: IT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE SOI FON, but... I don't know! :D It can be anyone you want it to beeeeeee :3

Disclaimer: no shit, Sherlock!

Ichimaru Gin: The Silver Fox

I used to wish that my life would've been great, having lots of money, maids and men. But like every other bargain with the devil, there's hell to pay. Sure, the money and men could've made me do it but living in a crappy studio apartment with a less than **000 Yen salary kind of made my life felt real. Being a massust was a job nothing out of the ordinary, but then it all changed when I encountered the painstakingly hot billionare, Ichimaru Gin.

"Oh, you're good with your hands." he said as I massaged his back.

"Why thank you." I smirked inwardly as I pressed my fingers harder on his unbelievably soring shoulders.

"I could use someone like you on my staff." he smirked.

"I'm sorry to disappoint you, but my hands aren't going anywhere near your staff." gosh, I just made a sex joke with THE Ichimaru Gin! People, believe it!

He chuckled as he shifted his upper body to face me.

"I like you."

I felt a small blush creep towards my cheeks as I looked away. I couldn't believe that he could say something like that so lightly.

"You don't even know me."

"Well, they do say that a name tells half of the person's life."

"No they don't."

"Well then, let me prove it to you, Miss Rangiku Matsumoto."

My eyes shot wide, how'd he knew my full name?

"You've been a massust for over six years now, you live alone in a crappy old apartment and you're wishing that you had a better life than this."

I stared at him in awe. How'd he knew all this? Was he a stalker or something? Though I wouldn't be surprised if he was, I was getting a lot of those lately, you know, with a bust the size of mine, how could you not?

"Be my personal assistant."

I was flabberghasted. Here I was doing my job when this sick rich sex god asked me to be his P.A.

"No."

He was stunned by my answer but still kept a cool fascade. I wasn't really sure if working for him would save me from this life.

"Are you sure this is what you really want to do for the rest of your life?"

"No but-"

"So work for me. It's not like you got anything to lose now."

I stared at him. He was too much for me to handle. And so I did what any woman in my position would have done. I answered,

"Yes."

And that was how I became his P.A.

A/N: TBC :D wait for ze second chapter hommie xP I KNOW IT'S DUUUUUMMMBBBBB. HAHAHA but I couldn't help iiiit. I saw this when I was cleaning out my drive and I COULDN'T RESIST UPLOADING THIS, and what better site than FF? :D :|