Hands on Training
The next day Quatre came to work feeling more then a little nervous and uncomfortable, never a good way to start the day. Everyone had made plans for his stalker but no one was willing to listen to him when he tried to talk them out of using Asia. It was all his fault that she'd gotten involved anyway, his pride, not to mention ego. He'd played right into their hands like a real idiot. And now he was definitely going to suffer the consequences, Quatre thought gloomily as he stepped into the elevator, pressing the button for his floor. He was working at Preventers today, his main office tomorrow by Asia's orders. It was really sad that his assistant was the one who ordered him around, Quatre thought with a long suffering sigh. She'd been doing it since day one. Everyone had agreed that they needed to get an idea of how she was getting her information and Asia was of the opinion that she had the perfect idea how. She'd had a gleam in her eye that Quatre hadn't liked at all but she'd refused to elaborate, that gleam still there hours later when they'd left for their homes last night. What did she have planned or primed to spring out at him? He was very close to terrified to find out. The elevator doors opening Quatre walked out and down the hallway, going to the very end of the hallway where his office was. As usual Asia was already behind her desk, typing away as if there wasn't anything going on. "Good morning." Quatre said with as much a smile as he could manage.
"Hi ya, nice suit." Asia said as she looked up from the computer with her usual sunny smile. "No big messages to pass on, what you have is on your desk, your coffee will be ready in a minute or so and I baked cinnamon buns last night. There's one on your desk so eat it and then come out and tell me what a marvelous cook I am and how lucky you are to have me as your darling and irreplaceable assistant." Asia said with a wider grin, her eyes dancing with merriment. Someone was in a really good mood today.
Getting even more worried now Quatre nodded then headed into his office, his eyes going dark with greed when his nose was hint my the unmistakable scent of baked goods loaded with sugary goodness. Walking over to his desk he found a huge cinnamon bun waiting for him, generously covered in icing and wiping all thoughts of the breakfast he'd eaten a half an hour ago from his mind. "I've died and gone to heaven." Quatre said as he resisted the urge to rub his hands together greedily as he sat down then went about devouring his treat, completely forgetting that he should be worried about what she was planning for him.
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Asia looked at the clock at noon and felt a slow, decidedly wicked grin slid across her features. It was time to start her lovely little plan and put it in motion. Rubbing her hands together Asia got up and walking over to Quatre's door opened it slightly to remind Quatre that she had her hair appointment and would be back at 1:30. Hearing him call out that he'd heard and understood she reminded him not to skip lunch because she wasn't there to nag him into it then headed out and off to get her hair done. By the time she'd returned to her desk at a little after 1:30 she'd received plenty of compliments and wolf whistles. In other words part A of the Piss the Stalker Bitch Off was complete. At her desk a little later then she'd intended she called down to Duo to make sure he was ready and hadn't forgotten his part. The cheerful pilot picking up he assured her he hadn't forgotten and wished her luck, chuckling the whole time. Grinning Asia hung up then walked over to Quatre's door again, walking in when he called out to enter. "So what do you think, boss man?" Asia inquired as she walked into the room.
"Hmm?" Quatre said as he looked up from his papers then literally almost felt his jaw fall. What the hell? Asia looked like..well she didn't look like Asia at all except for the eyes and body. "You look like a fairy queen or a pixie." Quatre said stupidly, never having seen her with short hair, much less hair of a normal color. It was as short as his now only hers was curly and black. She looked..well fairly normal and very cute. He wasn't use to her looking normal, he didn't know what to think of this.
"Really? You think so?" Asia said with a surprised look, beaming with pleasure after the shock wore off. She actually liked it too and after they caught the stalker she could always add blue or red highlights. Now that would be cool. But her boss had never looked at her with male appreciation before, it was sorta weird but flattering because Quatre was rather dense when it came to noticing a female. "Thanks. More your style of girl now, huh?"
"No, not really. It's still you and everyone says I couldn't get a girl like you if my life depended on it, more so now that you look like this." Quatre said with a grin. "But if my opinion means anything I've never seen you look better. Short hair suits you."
Not quite sure how to take that Asia just smiled then remembered why she'd come in besides to show him her new look. "Well I like it too. Anyway it's time to begin Operation Couple. We have twenty minutes till show time."
Feeling his stomach knot up instantly Quatre could feel ulcers forming and his heartbeat becoming erratic. "What are you going to do?"
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"You mean what are we going to do." Asia corrected, a little concerned with his fading color but knowing with amusement she'd be bringing that white to tomato red once he heard her plan. "But don't worry, I'm going to do most of the work since this is far from your area of expertise. If I let you be in charge you'd never pull it off."
"Never pull what off?" Quatre asked in a small voice, knowing that he didn't want to know.
"My plan. Now listen to me first before you give yourself a heart attack, Boss man. This stalker knows a lot about you and what's happening in your life right? That indicates that either she's someone you have contact with more then you realize or she's close to someone who's close to you. My plan is to try to figure out exactly where this person is getting their information from and therefore I think what we need to do is see how long it takes her to react to my plan. If she reacts immediately then odds are she was here in the building when it happened, Paris and Duo will be monitoring the calls too just in case. If she doesn't react though the odds are she has no connection to Preventers and is either getting it from your normal office or socially. The lovely form of communication known as gossip will be our unknowing carrier pigeon. Following me so far?"
"I'm following and what you're saying makes a lot of sense. You want to do something that will start gossip which will then be spread throughout the building today by gabbing women with nothing better to do then talk about other people. My only question is what exactly is your plan to make her angry?" Quatre wanted to know, already preparing to keel over dead if it was as bad as he imagined it could be. Death was preferable.
"Well it's got to be juicy because otherwise it won't seem worth mentioning." Asia explained, absently thinking she should have locked the door so he couldn't run away from her. "So my plan is this. In twenty minutes or so Duo is going to send the biggest gossip Preventers has to offer here, to your office. Matilda Roth has the biggest mouth this organization has to offer and it's always moving. She's also a very curious and sneaky person for that matter. Anyway Duo is to tell her to knock on your office door then go straight in because you're expecting her. I know her, she won't wait for you to tell her to come in. She'll knock and then she'll open in which case she'll take a good hard look at us then go running out of here to tell the first hundred people she sees."
"And what is she going to be telling everyone she saw? Us kissing?" Quatre said wearily though this wasn't so bad. It was actually a good plan now that he thought about it. She was likely planning for them to be kissing or embracing, nothing terrible. He could handle this, he'd been worried for nothing.
"Sorta." Asia said then checking his clock did some numbers in her head. "Okay we'll start working up to it now." Asia said with a definite nod as she walked around his desk, swirling the chair and Quatre towards her as she hopped into his lap, straddling him and sending his face into the category of fire engine red.
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"ASIA!" Quatre practically yelled, his face going so hot he was surprised it didn't just melt off his neck. Good God but she was-his lap- her skirt riding up. "What the hell are you doing!"
"Well it wouldn't do for you to be all red when Matilda gets here. I figured it would take you about fifteen minutes to get use to it enough not to be more then a little pink when she arrives." Asia said with a giggle, finding his lap surprisingly comfortable. While he adjusted Asia went to work loosening his tie then went for his buttons, managing to get the top two out before he grabbed her wrists. "Oh lighten up, Winner. Just pretend that I'm one of your nieces, looking for a story from Uncle Quatre."
"None of my nieces are you, much less built like you." Quatre said with a half panicky, half embarrassed look on his face. This was Asia, this was his personal assistant straddling him on his chair, in his office undoing his clothing. Was he the only one who had a problem with this?
"Well I should hope I'm better built." Asia said with a laugh, her eyes dancing merrily as she sat there as though it were nothing, her hands primly in her lap. "And for your information if anyone saw us just hugging or even kissing they wouldn't think much of it since it's you. They'd figure there was a likely explanation and just pass it over. If it isn't obvious that it's a heated, lover's embrace then we aren't going to get very good results."
Not knowing what to say Quatre tried counting sheep, mentally doing the alphabet backwards and counting backwards from a hundred in Arabic. His color slowly coming back to normal he mentally congratulated himself on taking this so well. Or at least he was till she grabbed his wrists and set his hands on her rear, holding them there firmly. "ASIA!"
"I'm not deaf, no need to yell." Asia said, biting back her laughter as his face went bright red again. "And don't worry, we're doing this step by step so you can handle it. By the time I'm done you might be able to do this with a girl you're actually interested in without going as red as a tomato. Wouldn't that be nice?"
"Yes but you put my hands on your..rear." Quatre said as he tried to slide his hands away.
"As much as I don't mind having my butt felt up...Quatre just leave your hands there okay?" Asia said with a laugh when his hands ceased all movement. "Now look, it has to look real okay? When it's time I'll lean forward and kiss you, all you have to do is keep your hands where they are, your color down and to enjoy. I'm told I'm a pretty good kisser and men don't complain when I bite which I wont be doing anyway."
"Bite?" Quatre said slowly then shaking his head decided not to ask. He likely didn't want to know. Trying his best not to think about it he tried to think of something that was safe. For that matter when they were going to have to put on this thing since with his hands where they were he couldn't check his watch. "When is she coming?"
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"In a few minutes or so if Duo does his job." Asia said thoughtfully, wrapping her arms around his neck in preparation. "It's funny but I've never thought of you this way or imagined this would ever happen. Then again I guess you're too much like a brother...I hope that doesn't effect my acting abilities. I have to look like I'm enjoying it too." Asia said with a concerned look on her face having not really thought about that before. "Damn."
"Nice to know kissing me will be such a trial." Quatre said dryly, slightly insulted though he really shouldn't be. After all plenty of women found him attractive, the fact that his assistant and friend didn't should have been a relief.
"Well not a trial persa but I don't know how good at it you'd be. I mean normal, Romeo type kissing ya but we need to produce heat here in order to make this thing spread quickly." Asia mushed, shifting in his lap to get more comfortable, not even noticing that her skirt was riding up even more. "This is going to be tough to pull off."
"Why don't you just accuse me of being gay while you're at it." Quatre said as he sent her a dark look. "For your information I have never had a problem getting women nor have I ever had any complaints about my moves thank you very much."
"Well of course you haven't had any complaints to your face, Quatre. You're too nice of a guy to hurt that way. I mean telling you something like that would be equal to kicking a puppy or stealing candy from a baby." Asia said as she patted him on the shoulder while he looked at her with insult and anger plainly written on his face. "But you know, come to think of it, it would be funny if your stalker was a guy. Can you imagine what that would be like?"
"Are you trying to give me a heart attack here?" Quatre demanded to know, his ego having been bashed to dust not to mention he was having a hard time not noticing the state of her skirt. He'd mention it but odds were she was doing it on purpose for added effect. Was he the only one freaked out about doing this? She made it seem like this was something they did every day! He'd never thought about Asia this way before. He'd never wanted to think about Asia this way before. Damn it all to hell but someone up there really hated him. Seriously hated him.
"Nope, a heart attack would not be a good thing. That's not the kind of mouth to mouth activity I had planned." Asia said cheekily, thinking that this was turning out to be a lot of fun. Then again she liked playing with her boss. He was so cute and adorable when he was flustered. "Okay now time for the performance to begin. It would look too staged if we waited for the knock." Asia explained as he opened his mouth to comment. Wrapping her arms firmly around his neck Asia leaned forward, her sparkling ocean blue eyes meeting his sky blue for a moment of silent laughter before she pressed her lips to his then did her best to devour them in a kiss designed to send off heat waves and brain melt downs.
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Matilda Roth walked over to Asia's desk and looked around in puzzlement, wondering where the girl was. She'd promised to hand deliver the package Lieutenant Maxwell had given to her but she was in such a hurry she'd hoped to hand it off to Asia instead. The girl must be off on an errand or the washroom, Matilda thought with a sigh then walking over to Mr. Winner's door knocked once as she'd been told then opened the door, taking one step in then hurriedly taking that step back as she gapped at the sight in front of her. There was the perfect gentleman, the man of polite manners and shy smiles sitting in his chair with his assistant in his lap with her skirt barely covering anything. The boy's hands were digging into his assistant's butt while said assistant was plastered against him, hungrily kissing him with her arms around his neck. The boy's jacket was off to and his tie was undone, Matilda's eyes taking in every detail before she closed the door behind her, dropping the package on Asia's desk before moving at the speed of light, the greatest gossip to ever happen in Preventers in her hands. The King of Gentlemen, the prince of good manners had gotten in romantically involved with his assistant and caught making out with her in his office. It didn't get much better then that.
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A minute later Asia slowly drew back, her head spinning as she slowly opened her eyes, looking into Quatre's cloudy blue eyes that look a mixture of stunned and pleasure. "See..told ya I could kiss." Asia said with a grin to hide her shock at the fact that Quatre could actually kiss too. It had surprised her when he'd kissed her, to add effect but boy had she not minded. He'd actually made her head spin a little, imagine that. "You aren't so bad either."
"Thanks." Quatre said in a daze, his mind beginning to regain function. That had been..it had been..he didn't know what the hell that had been.
"You're welcome." Asia said with a smirk before carefully maneuvering out of his lap. "And I think we fooled her. By the time we leave here tonight I'm sure there won't be a single person in Preventers who won't have heard about this one."
"Now isn't that a pleasant thought."