A/N- I just wrote this story for fun, I hope that you will like it.. Anyways, I was wondering if you guys would like to send me an invitation to Archive of Our Own? I wanna put my fics there... if you think that I am worth it XD Thanks a buuunch! :3

Fifty Shades Of Red

Bonnibel sighed as her friend opened the door for her; the Korean hugged her before letting her come in.

"I'm really sorry for bothering you, but I can't go to this interview because Jake needs me, he's in the hospital and he needs me and—"the Korean was stuttering and all Bonnibel could do was raise her hand at her and sighed, "It's fine really, plus it'll help me in my journalism class… who was it again?" she asked as she took a cup of water and drank it. Her Korean friend or Lady as she would like to be called smiled at her and gave her a red folder, "the owner of Nightosphere, Co. Marceline Abadeer."

And never in her 21 years of existence has she been worried.

x-x-x

"Is Miss Abadeer available? I am Bonnibel Bubblegum, I was filling in for my friend, Lady Hyun.." she explained at the receptionist, who smiled at her.

"Of course, you were asked by the Falcon Publishing House to interview, right?" she asked sweetly, Bonnibel smiled and nodded as an answer.

"Miss Abadeer is waiting, 4th floor to the right, ask her secreraty if she is ready then you are good to go."

"Thank you."

"Miss Abadeer will see you now."

And in that moment, Bonnibel swore her whole world stopped. She's going to interview the world's successful businesswoman in the industry. Not only that but she's also a part-time rockstar who travels the world and offers free concert. Bonnibel Bubblegum is a big fan of hers.

"Good Morning." Idiot. She thought as she realized the words that she could muster, Marceline was facing her back to her and she could only see her silhouette. Her black raven hair that runs to her waist, she was wearing a gray suit and a gray slacks.

"Please, take a seat."

Bonnibel nodded and took her seat, she doesn't want to be entrapped at the charm of Marceline's voice and she said, "As you may know, I am filling up for my friend, and was sent here to ask you a couple of questions.. and " she was cut off when Marceline faced her and smirked, "Miss, say the words that you want to say, don't explain yourself.. I know your purpose and well, shall we start?"

The pink haired girl nodded and took out her recorder, placed it on the table and opened the red folder.

"What inspired you to be who you are today?" she quickly asked, Marceline blinked. She walked towards the table and sat on it, facing the pink haired girl, "let's make this more interesting, shall we?" she asked, a bit of intense this time.

Bonnibel gulped.

"Ye-s.. wha.. what is.. it?"

"You ask me a question and I'll do the same, to be fair."

Bonnibel tilted her head, she was the interviewer. But there is something about Marceline Abadeer that is so interesting.

"This isn't what I expected to be." Bonnibel mused as she clicked her pen and looks at Marceline who smirks at her.

Marceline has crimson red eyes, the darkness making it glow more. Her messed-up hair that made her look like a goddess and her pale skin that would send goosebumps to her skin.

"Let's start with the basic, I don't want you to jump off with personal spaces, just like that.." the raven haired girl smiled as she crossed her legs. Bonnibel nodded, "Of course, I am sorry.." she opened her book and then asked, "What is your real name then?"

The other girl grinned, "Marceline Abadeer. Only that, how about you? You never introduced yourself since our meeting 10 minutes ago, I almost see you as a rude woman."

Oh crap. "I'm sorry." She stood up and offered her hand, "I am Bonnibel Bubblegum," she introduced, Marceline tilted her head, she took the hand and kissed the back of it and ushered her back to sitting down.

"Nice to meet 'ya, Bonnibel." She smirked, which was returned by a blush from the pink haired girl.

"Uh.. What is the occupation of your parents?" she asked as she read the question from the folder, she couldn't see what Marceline was doing but she can feel that she's shifting her hands and puts them on the table.

"My parents, my mother was gone when she gave birth and my dad was a lawyer. Then when my grandfather died, he took care of the family business… and well, here we are now."

Bonnibel took a moment to write them down, because the recorder that she puts on the table was just for a show, she just realized that it ran out of batteries.

"How about yours, Bonnibel?"

The pink haired girl looked at her and answered, "My father supplies the candy in my hometown, while my mother works as a volunteer nurse at the hospital."

"Oh," Marceline's brows raised, "Where are you from?"

"Kaugumma, our little business is called Candy Kingdom." She smiled, Marceline nodded and motioned her to continue.

"What was your course in college?"

Marceline tapped the table with a slow pace, "I majored in Fine Arts, minor in Business Administration." She paused to lick her lips before locking eyes with the blue eyed woman, "you?"

"Currently majoring in Biochemistry, minor in Journalism." She said as she writes at the red folder.

"Why Journalism?"

"I want to publish my own scientific breakthroughs," she answered immediately which was answered by the continuous tapping on the table.

"You really must love Science then, huh?" she then paused when Bonnibel looks back at her and smiled, "I would love to hire you."

Abadeer? Hiring me? "Eh, why? You haven't read my researches." She scratched her head, why would she hire me? Does she find me attractive?

"I just see it in your face that you're willing to work in the name of Science, that is all… if you want to, send your papers to me and I'll read them."

Bonnibel clicked her pen shut, "Are you really sure about that?"

Marceline smirked, "Of course, if you want to."

"Gladly," she replied before clicking her pen back and read the question to her, "how about sexuality, what is your sexuality?"

"Bisexual."

Oh. She thought as she scribbled the word as answer.

"How aboutyou? Do you bat for the other team?" she smirked, Bonnibel laughed and shook her head, "I'm straight as a ruler, thank you for asking."

"What kind of ruler are we talking about here?" Marceline asked in a playful tone, Bonnibel rolled her eyes, "The regular ruler,"

Which was returned with a frowned, "Oh, I thought you're talking about a protactor." Bonnibel glared at her but Marceline didn't see it because she stood up and sat at the seat in front of Bonnibel.

"Who or what inspired you to raise this company?"

Marceline blinked for a while and bit her lip before answering, "I don't really know, I just do things that are made for the best.. maybe my employees inspired me, because without this company, they would have no job."

"So the reason that you're expanding is to give job opportunities to people?"

Marceline ran a hand to her hair, "Yeah, maybe because of that… "

The pink haired girl titled her head, this girl is weird. "how about you? What inspired you to become a Biochemist?"

"I'm already a Biochemist, but the people won't believe me so I started studying, before I even got to this, I am already experimenting and have some breakthroughs, but people won't believe you unless you show them a degree or something.. so yeah." She blushed, why am I telling her this? She looks at her and Marceline had a bemused expression written all over her face.

"So, any interests outside of work?" she asked to break the awkward tension, Marceline smirked. "My tastes are very singular.. a straight girl like you wouldn't understand.."

Bonnibel tilted her head, "Enlighten me then."

The two locked eyes for a minute or two, examining each other's features.

Red, crimson eyes. Raven hair. Pale skin, her eyes screaming nothing?

Blue cerulean eyes. Pink skin. Perfectly pink tinted skin, her eyes shouting perfection, wanting and longing.

The two were cut off with their staring contest when the telephone rang, Marceline stood up and answered it, leaving a sweaty and blushing Bonnibel.

What the hell that just happened.

"Miss Bonnibel." Marceline called, she looks at her and saw her back to her deadpan expression, "I have a meeting to attend," she said as she walks towards her and offered her hand into a handshake.

"It was really nice meeting you." She said, with a tone of playfulness added with a hint of disdain? Sadness? Bonnibel cannot tell.

She lets her hand linger on the pale skin of Marceline, "Thank you for your time, I will put into a consideration of what you offered me earlier."

"I'll walk you out." She said as she led the way going outside, BOnnibel picked up her recorder puts in her bag and walks to the door, which was held by Marceline.

The walk to the elevator was slow because everyone has their eyes to the both of them, Bonnibel glanced at Marceline who looks like she's used to the attention.

"Bonnibel." She said as the pink haired girl got into the elevator.

Bonnibel looks at the raven haired girl as they locked eyes once again, "Marceline."

And the elevator closed.