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Now, I present to you all...episode one part two of Personal Assistant! Enjoy, love, and read Kodocha ;)

Episode One, Part two Bossy Perverts

"Let's see…shocked, is it? That's not on your résumé," Mr. Hayama swiftly slid behind me, opening his giant private office room door. He had a stupid looking pen tucked behind his ear and briefcase in hand.

"And having a pervert boss isn't what I signed up for!" I heard myself say. Accidentally…oh crap. I'm never getting this job.

"Oh, come on," Evil boss guy drawled as if edging me on. Gross, seriously, gross. Wasn't he older anyway…or supposed to be older? Good looking doesn't always equal young! "It wasn't that bad." He paused, collecting his damned pervy thoughts. "I had fun." He leaned into me at the doorway.

Ugh…awkward! I scrambled away as he said, "Well, won't you come in my office," he gestured his index finger to inside his spacious office, which was wide set although it didn't look so from the outside.

I grunted, "Fine." I could at least, 'try' to get this job. Then move on!

"So, you are Ms. Kurata Sana," He pretended to be all business like. What a mood swing, he's like a totally different person now. "I'm Hayama Akito. It's a pleasure to be at acquaintance with you." Tch, he's still Hayama-perv to me.

"You already told me your name," I scoffed.

Bored with standing, I sat down in a chair he gestured to, before.

"I just want you to soak it in," He smirked. It was like he only had the smirking face and the sullen expression. Rawr, his inability to have other emotions! It was more like a cocky-bastard grin, too. Damn him.

"Soak in what?" I crossly asked. His stupid ass look. Psh, this guy's full of it!

"My glory," He said in the 'it's so obvious!' way. Puh-lease. "Heh, the rumors…I'm sure you've heard them." He remarked haughtily as he decided to sit behind his desk.

"Don't be full of yourself…teme," I glared at the bottom of his large desk.

"Hey, hey! I'm the one giving the interview here," Teme barked, scribbling nonsense on his clipboard.

"Then stop bragging about yourself," I huffed, now glaring at teme's gaze that was directly at the few unbuttoned buttons on my blouse.

"Fine…tell me why you're interested in my talent agency," Now the interview somewhat began. Or that line was to encourage the real 'talk' we were supposed to be having. The Hayama boss-idiot set his clipboard down and nodded at me to speak. Arrogant bastard…

"Well, I used to be signed to Seito Talent when I was younger…I was a child star. Did movies and commercials, lots of them, in fact. And, I finally settled after high school, wanting to do more managing like my good manager," I babbled, incoherently whilst getting lost in my memories. "He's actually the one that influenced me to be a manager. So, to be honest, that's how I ended up here. I've heard all too good things about your agency and thought, why not start at the top." Hayama-idiot held a hand up at me as his head was buried in his papers.

"Well, that's just…fine. But, you really, just gave me your résumé," He said blatantly. "Except for the end. Well, you did choose to start here." He continued."But, not all managers…especially ones such as yourself…," he paused for all dramatics. "…Start by being managers. You need to know the business behind the scene. And, I'll give you just the job." His teme-smirk made me cringe. What the hell was he thinking!?

"You can start…just because I recently fired my last…as my new, personal assistant," My mouth dropped at his words.

"Are you serious?" I groaned, a little too much.

"Gotta start at the top, right? So here, you'll just have to go from the bottom," He said in a somewhat serious tone.

"Son of a….," I mumbled under my breath.

"Well?" Mr. Hayama, I guess I'll be calling him that raised his brows. "There're many girls lined up for jobs like this." He said, probably referring to girls wanting to be around him. How stuck up… "I could have the hottest assistants. But to be honest," Hayama emphasized. "I don't hate you."

"Don't hate me, huh?" I wrinkled my brow. Um…okay?

"Nope, I don't hate you," He mused, agreeing.

"Uh…okay," I managed, still confused as hell.

"So, what do you say…Kurata-san?" He looked patient for my answer.

"If I must start from the bottom, of your agency and work my way to the top. I guess that's fine," I thought this over. He was giving me a job and I was an adult now, it's not like I had another job to fall back on. Things were different that he did give me this job.

"Great!" Pervy boss actually sounded excited. Somewhat. "Your office is next to mine. Make yourself at home, for today. And I'll be there in a moment to get you settled and start you up on work." He 'appeared' busy as he frantically thrashed through a few drawers. Loser…actually having to 'look busy'. I retreated toward the door….until,

"Oh wait, one more thing, Kurata,"

I heard footsteps as I turned my head and then perv-san's boss hovering over mine, all of a sudden. What the HELL!?

"Ye--," Yes…I knew I was just about to say but I couldn't.

Boss-teme's lips were right on mine, sealing them with a somewhat soft kiss. For someone that was a complete asshole, this kiss said all the things that didn't add up to who was my new boss.

Sweet, the kiss was almost sweet. Except for the fact I knew whose lips they were. I gasped as his tongue coaxed my mouth, begging me to open my mouth.

No, no, I thought while intending to push him away. I felt his strong muscles through his oxford, they tensed.

Please stop, I begged in my brain. He complied with my thoughts.

"Remember, Kurata, I don't hate you," Boss Aki smirked in some cynic delight. What the hell does that mean? He doesn't "hate me"? What the hell…? Gag in my mouth! "And, you're definitely hired."

"AGHHHHH!!!!" I screamed at the top of my lungs, not caring who the hell heard. Anybody would if they were in my position right now.

"YOU KISSING DEVIL!" I hollered, covered my mouth protectively. No way was he coming near me again. "YOU PERV! YOU…YOU!!" Dumb, idiotic, stupid teme! RAWR.

There are no words for my anger.

"You know you want this," Boss-teme's arms wrapped around me, almost cupping my A-cups. Not that he should know that, at all. "No one can deny me." Hayama pervert smirked, again.

"UGHHH! DISGUSTING!" I shriveled a cry, trying to lower my voice incase people were looking in boss's office direction. "Urg….I hate you, Hayama."

"No honorific, eh? That would be Hayama-sama to you, personal assistant-chan," He made the point of saying and then I slammed the door behind myself. Can you imagine yourself in a room where everyone thinks you're out of your mind?

Well I have found such a room. The whole floor, practically, was staring at me. Giving off vibes like: that new girl! What a freak…or Holy crap is Mr. Hayama out of his mind?? I cringed, looking away from all those shocked faces and deciding on opening the wooden door to my new office.

I happened to slam, yet, another door. The new one leading into my office. I suck, I thought as I sat on the floor, in disgust. At least it felt like disgust. I couldn't quite understand what I was feeling. I wrapped my arms around my knees like I did as a child when I was upset and wanted to mope alone.

"What is this…?" I gasped, touching my cheek. It was really warm. Probably from the embarrassment of the office-floor world. "I hate him…don't I? I hate him!" I tried convincing myself. I didn't need convincing! I knew it already that I hated Akito Hayama. "A-and, he's my boss. But he's a teme!!!" I said, unaware how I was speaking to myself. Who cares? It was all those faces I was nervous about, wasn't it? But usually, I hold my head high. I don't usually care what other people think….this is weird. "That's it! It's true!!" I crooned, coming to realization. "I absolutely hate the pervert boss-teme."

A/N – Episode 1.5 is done!! WOOHOO! So, what do you think? Click the review button please. I have cookies. 

Sana: EWWW!!! TEME is such a perv!!

Me: You like him (teasingly says)

Sana: DO NOT!!!!

Me: Yes, you do.

Sana: Nu-uh!

Me: You still act like an elementary school student.

Sana: You write like an elementary school student.

Me: *SHOCK* 0_o

Sana: HA-HA! PS…BOSS-TEME, you're a pervert-moron.

Akito: ….girls.