~*~*~ Eye of the Midnight Storm ~*~*~
By: Rogue Angel Barton
So how do you guys like the meetings so far?!?! Do I deserve the nickname Rogue? I don't own Gundam. Review!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
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Minako stormed out of her room. IT had taken her an hour and a half to take a shower, do hr hair and change. Now she was, 30 minutes behind schedule. She quickly checked her appearance before running down the stairs. She looked in the garage. Makato's car was there. Rei's motorcycle was no where to be seen. Ami's silver BMW was still there and so was Hotaru's silver Eclipse. Minako smiled once she saw her yellow convertible next to Makato's green Civic.
Jumping into her car, she turned the stereo on and sped from the garage.
"I wanna be bad! Make it look so good!"
Minako looked at her clock as she cursed. It was 10 minutes until her meeting. Minako slammed in the breaks once she saw the traffic jam before her.
"AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
Minako ran from her car as she ran into the building. She was about half an hour late for her meeting at Winner Corps. She stopped before the reception's desk and checked over her appearance.
"Excuse me, I'm here for the secretary opening for Mr. Winner."
The young woman looked at her before nodding.
"Please follow me."
The woman led Minako into the elevator as she began to panic. She heard Mr. Winner was a very rich man, probably one of those old geezers. Wincing at the thought, Minako frowned. The elevator doors opened as Minako followed the woman out. Putting on her best professional face, she watched as the receptionist poked her head into the office. A few minutes later, the woman told her to go on in. But Mr. Winner was currently on the phone. Minako thanked her and walked in.
Minako walked through the huge red oak doors. She was amazed at the size of the office. It was about twenty feet tall and in a circular shape. Windows lined the walls. Two paintings, several drawings and a few tapestries adorned the walls. The walls were a pale yellow. On the walls were massive bookcases of oak that were killed with books.
"Yes I know that there's been difference of opinion between our companies in the past. But now both our companies have been doing business together and I would like another chance at the project. Yes, please reconsider it. Yes I see. Good-bye. Oh and send my greetings to your wife Mr. Packer. Good-bye."
Minako stared at the huge red chair behind the huge wooden desk. This was her boos, that old geezer of a.... 'Oh my god.'
Minako couldn't help but stare once the chair turned around. Sitting there, instead of an eighty-year-old geezer of a miser, was a handsome and god-like man. She looked him over. His hair was light blond and neat. His bangs hung over his forehead and those locks made him look innocent and sweet, almost a child-like appearance. His skin was slightly tan which gave him a golden glow. His face was very handsome, but with a more childish and innocent look. His eyes were a crystal clear blue from which you could see his soul. He was radiating with a feel of innocence and kindness. But he looked good. The man stood up and Minako judged that he was about 6'3". He was dressed in a neatly pressed black suit, with a white dress shirt and a yellow tie. The look made him look mature, with a presence of power and superiority.
"You must be Ms. Aino. Hello. How do you do?"
Minako smiled back. She watched as his lips curved into a welcoming and comforting smile.
"I'm doing well thank you. And you Mr. Winner?"
"Please, call me Quatre."
"Then please call me Minako."
She watched as Quatre nodded.
"Please, have a seat. Someone should be in with coffee and cookies in a while."
Minako smiled at him warmly and sat down across from him. She handed him her portfolio as he sat in his large chair. She watched as his brows cutely furrowed together as he read her portfolio. She started to fidget, nervous. For some reason, she really wanted this job, and she really wanted to know him better.
"Hm.... interesting portfolio."
Minako nodded numbly. Suddenly the door opened and the receptionist before walked in carrying a tray of cookies and coffee. Quatre thanked the woman.
"Ms. Minako, help yourself."
Minako nodded and poured herself some coffee and poured Quatre a cup as well. HE thanked her and smiled.
"So Ms. Minako, do you mind telling me how old you are?"
"Of course not. I'm 24."
Quatre simply nodded.
"And, how long have you been working?"
"I've had to support myself since college since my parents passed away when I was 18."
"I'm sorry to hear that."
Minako watched as his eyes were filled with sympathy and a kind of sadness.
"It's okay."
"And um... why do you want this job?"
"Well, I lived with my friends and we had on ad off jobs. A while ago, one of them died and now we need money."
"I'm terribly sorry."
Minako nodded. For some reason, she felt like she could tell him everything. Maybe it was those soulful understanding eyes.
"So, do you live far away?"
"Only about 30 minutes."
"Do you have a problem being my secretary?"
"NO!!!!"
Minako smiled and beamed at him. She watched as he blushed slightly.
"One more question."
"Yeah?"
"Would you care to join me for lunch?"
Minako blushed, matching Quatre's red face. She nodded.
"Sure."
Minako stood as did Quatre. HE quickly walked in front of her and opened the door. Minako smiled her thanks at him. They both walked towards the elevator. Minako blushed as she felt Quatre's hand on her back to guide her through the elevator doors.
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Quatre and Minako stepped into Quatre's silver Mercedes. He turned to her as he smiled.
"Where would you like to go?"
"How about the park?"
Quatre beamed at her and he sped towards the park nearby.
The two arrived a few minutes later. It was a beautiful day and the park was filled with laughter and joy. The two looked at each other for a minute before looking away. Both thinking how a world that hold such beauty create such darkness that they both know of. They walked allow the road until they came to a hotdog vendor.
"Can I have two hotdogs, a Sprite and an Ice Tea?"
The vendor handed one hotdog to Minako and one to Quatre. Quatre then handed the Ice Tea to Minako. She thanked him and they walked to the pond in the middle of the park. The two stopped under a willow tree. A breeze blew as the willow branches swayed softly. Quatre looked at Minako.
'She's so innocent. So full of life. And not to mention beautiful.' He watched as she closed her eyes, allowing the soft breeze to wash over her. HE noticed how her skin was slightly tanned and appeared to be silky smooth. Her dark blond hair blew gently in the wind. She was beautiful, and she held herse3lf with confidence and power. She was like a goddess, high and mighty with strength pouring from her... but he could see that she had a weakness. Everyone had weaknesses, even him. Her weakness... Quatre remembered when she was talking about her friends. The pain, sadness and despair in her eyes were overwhelming. HE could see the self-doubt that passed through her mind every time she tried something. He could see that she was lonely... like she was alone in this huge world.
He smiled sadly. HE knew how it felt to worry about her friends. He knew how it felt to have everyone think he was so strong and yet he wasn't. He knew how it felt to keep a secret inside that no one could know. But above all, he knew what it felt like to be alone.
Quatre smiled once she opened her eyes. They both sighed content as they leaned against the willow tree. Taking a bite out of his hotdog, Quatre watched her from the corner of his eyes.
Minako could feel his eyes on her, but she didn't care. HE wasn't like the other men that just wanted her for... well... CERTAIN things. HE was calm, collected, smart, quiet and understanding. She smiled at him and he smiled back at her warmly.
Minako drank from her Ice Tea. Maybe life wasn't that lonely...
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Quatre and Minako are finished! REVIEW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! One more couple meeting to go!