A/N: My Sweet Bodyguard Fanfic. Part 1. If you enjoy my fanfics please let me know! Thanks for reading. R&R!
Chapter 1
The door chimed.
"Good morning"
I called out. My name is Aira Ito, I work in a cafe in downtown Tokyo about 2 blocks from the police station.
I came over to the 3 police officers who had just entered into the cafe. Toru Kurosawa, he was the most cheerful one, he always smiled and is very friendly. Seiji Goto, who probably never said a combined 3 words to me outside of ordering the coffee he wanted; And their chief Hideki Ishigami, the coldest personality of them all. I knew them well at least one of them came in everyday.
It became a routine all I say to them is, "The usual?" As I brought them their coffee, my eyes lingered towards Ishigami. He of course didn't say anything to me except thanks. But really I had him to thank, he got me the job. It's close to the station because he is pretty much my bodyguard.
Ishigami, saved me. When I was 17, my mom who was my only family died. I was left with lots of bills and debts. I had to drop out of school and took a job at a night club. I was a waitress. I wore a extremely skimpy school girl cosplay uniform. The skirt was a red skirt that barely covered my butt. If I had to bend over I'd expose myself to anyone behind me. The shirt was a tank top that only covered my chest and tied in the front to expose my cleavage.
After 5 years of working there customers demanded to the owner that I became an erotic dancer there. So I started learning the moves and dance routines. My first night on stage I got up in heels that I wasn't use to the height, and I fell on my butt. I was laughed at. I was so embarrassed I went out back and cried. I don't remember much after that. I was drugged and woke up in a hotel room handcuffed to the bed. I don't know how long I had been there or how long I was there after regaining consciousness. I do remember being rescued. That's when I met Ishigami.
The door was kicked in and he entered with Goto, guns ready. I was so weak I didn't even raise my head. I watched him put his gun up and he walked over to me. He took off my handcuffs and wrapped his jacket around me, and then scooped me into his arms. I never forgot that warmth.
Ishigami helped me put my life back in order and got me a job and a place not to far from the police station if I ever needed help. Everyday I worked a random police officer came to my job and walked me home. It wasn't until 4 months ago that it wasn't random anymore. Ishigami showed up and walked me home everyday. He never said anything to me; he never asked me any questions. He would just wait outside and walk me home, once I was inside he would leave. He started showing up and having a coffee with Goto and Kurosawa.
One day Kurosawa walked me home and explained to me about the Prime Minister's long lost daughter. How she was found one day last year and was put under protection of the bodyguards. Everyone was pretty sure she liked Ishigami and he started to show a softer side outside of work. It wasn't until recently that he found out she was dating one of the bodyguards. That was a real blow to Ishigami and he changed, he threw himself into work, and that's why he started showing up to take me home.
I could see the sadness in Ishigami's eyes after I had heard that. I felt so different towards him. One night he walked me home, he didn't say a word to me.
"Goodnight Miss Ito." He said as he waited for me to head inside. On a whim I put my hand on his shoulder, stood on my tip-toes and kissed him on his cheek.
"It'll get better." I smiled and went inside. My heart was beating so loud, as I leaned against the door. That's when he started coming in during my shift and ordering coffee. Nothing else changed after that.
Ishigami showed up that night to walk me home. On the way our hands brushed against each other and naturally found their way into each other. He gripped my hand tightly. When we reached my front door he turned and faced me.
"I won't be able to walk you home for awhile. Work is sending me out of the country." He told me.
"Accompanying the Prime Minister's daughter?" I asked even though I knew the answer and I didn't want to hear it from him.
"Who'd you hear that from?"
"Kurosawa."
He scolded, "He needs to mind his own business."
My heart fell.
"So it's all true?" My eyes felt hot. He took his free hand and lifted my chin. I stared into his eyes. He took his thumb and wiped the tears from my eyes. His lips met mine. It was a long, sweet kiss. I didn't want it to end. He slowly pulled away.
"I'll be back for you. Goodnight Aira."
I was a little surprised he called me by my first name. It warmed my heart.
"Goodnight Ishigami." I watched him walk away from my window.
After that Kenta Makabe became my body guard. He was cheerful and reminded me a lot of Kurosawa. He walked me to work, he stopped by during the day, and he walked me home at night. Several weeks went by.
"Would you like to go shopping?" Kenta asked me one day. We walked down the street.
"Oh Kenta, do you mind if I go in here?" I pointed to a clothing store.
He grinned, "Let's find something really cute for you to wear!" He grabbed my arm and dragged me inside. I browsed around the front of the store someone walked by the window catching my eye. I took a closer look from behind the manikin. It was Ishigami walking arm in arm with a very pretty girl.
I had never seen him smile like that at me. She was the one who warmed his heart, not me. I was hurt, I could barely stand anymore.
"Miss Ito, are you okay?" Kenta asked when he saw me leaning against the wall.
"I want to head home." I told him holding back the tears. I ran out without waiting for Kenta.
"Wait Miss Ito!" He called after me from outside. I ran all the way home without turning back. Once I got inside my apartment I broke down in tears. I could hear my phone ringing.
I decided I couldn't rely on Ishigami anymore. I grabbed my suitcase and packed all of my possessions in it and headed out. I left my key at the lease office, and dropped by the café and quit my job. I went to the airport and didn't look back.