A.N. Neeeee.. Okieday! I have actually decided to pursue this fic, mainly
cause I have a thing for Brad. He is just SO DAMN COOL!!!! Anyways. Just
incase your wondering, Xenia is pronounced Zenia. I hope to introduce more
characters in this chapter, I'm even thinking about giving Bayman a love
interest, he's pretty hott himself, and yet, he's always alone!! His past
was so sad, too!! ::tear skips down cheek:: Bad things shouldn't happen to
kids THAT cute!! Just makes you want to put him in a box!! Anyways. if you
have no idea what the hell I'm rambling about. you haven't played DOA3,
cause it is all there. Who knows, maybe I'll make the whole thing a love
triangle!! Anywayz. It's time for this authoress to shut the hell up, and
start writing!!
Xenia pulled up to the entrance of her hotel, and let the valet do the parking for her. She was drained, and it was only 5:30 in the afternoon, and she desired nothing more than a nice long soak in the Jacuzzi. She crossed the plush carpet of the main lobby, stopping at the front desk to ask if there were any messages for room 1816. The young Japanese man behind the counter checked his records, and said that there were three, all from her business partner back in China. He handed her the slips of paper that recorded the calls, and she thanked him before heading off towards the elevators. She pressed the up button, and waited for the elevator to arrive. When it did approximately five minutes later, she stepped in, and just as the doors where beginning to close, she heard someone call out "Hold the elevator!!". Pressing the 'open door' button, she patiently waited for whoever had called out to join her. When he walked through the doors, Xenia felt her jaw drop. "Thanks!" he said, flashing her a grin. "You have no idea how long these damned elevators take to get here! I though that everything was suppose to be more convent here in Japan!" She nodded, not knowing what to say. He had a slight accent that she couldn't quite place. Something European for sure, though. The man was around thirty, and was built like a wall. He was around Brad's height, six feet, but he was much better built than even Brad. He wore a black muscle tee shirt, camo printed cargo pants, and back leather army boots. He was also not all that bad looking, Xenia decided. In fact, he was rather handsome, in a rugged sort of way. "What's your floor?" he asked as the doors closed behind him. "E-eighteen," Xenia said, blushing slightly. "Great, mine too!" he said, pushing the button, and leaning against the wall, crossing his arms over his broad chest. Xenia occupied herself by digging through her purse, looking for the key card to her room. She cursed quietly, looking through every pocket. The man watched her intently, his green eyes narrowing slightly. Xenia finally found the card hidden in her wallet. "I hope you don't mind my asking, miss, but what's your name?" the man asked, finally working up the courage to break the silence. "I'm Xenia." she said, looking away. "Well, Xenia, my name's Bayman, but people call me Bay. Nice to meet you!" he smiled, revealing straight white teeth. "The pleasure is all mine, I'm sure." she bit her lip, and watched as the eighteenth floor inched closer and closer. Bayman smiled broadly. "I hope I'm not being too bold by asking this, but can I buy you a drink later tonight?" he asked, uncrossing his arms and shoving his hands deep into his pockets. Xenia looked up at him, shocked. "You want to buy me a drink?!" she asked, nearly laughing. Bayman nodded, looking very embarrassed with himself. "Yeah, if that's all right with you." the doors of the elevator opened. //It's only a drink! How much could it hurt?\\ she thought, so she smiled, and nodded. "Okay! That sounds great Bay! I'll meet you at the bar at eight, sound good?" Bayman returned her smile. "I'll look forward to it!" he said before walking down the hall. Xenia shook her head, before walking down the hall in the opposite direction. Her room was only three doors away from the elevator. As she opened her door, she smiled again. "Maybe coming here wasn't such a bad idea after all." she sighed, walking into her room.
A.N. CRAP CRAP CRAP!!!! That was pure and total crap!! This story needs some help. PLEASE ALL YOU PEOPLE OUT THERE HELP ME OUT!!! I AM ON MY HANDS AND KNEES BEGGING YOU TO HELP!!! Thank you!!! =^.^= Anyways. if you have read any other of my romance fics, you know that I never make love easy for my characters, whether it be the mafia getting in the way, (Shades of Gray) or a really fucked up destiny, (Twisted Destiny, although A Really Fucked Up Destiny would have worked as well as a title!!) love is a challenge, and this is just one more example of that!! Hehe, I guess it's cause my own love life has gone to hell in a hand basket over the last couple of years, and I just take it out on my poor characters. Oh well!! I hope that you enjoyed this piece of crap of a chapter, and will leave me a review!!! Ja, SNM
Xenia pulled up to the entrance of her hotel, and let the valet do the parking for her. She was drained, and it was only 5:30 in the afternoon, and she desired nothing more than a nice long soak in the Jacuzzi. She crossed the plush carpet of the main lobby, stopping at the front desk to ask if there were any messages for room 1816. The young Japanese man behind the counter checked his records, and said that there were three, all from her business partner back in China. He handed her the slips of paper that recorded the calls, and she thanked him before heading off towards the elevators. She pressed the up button, and waited for the elevator to arrive. When it did approximately five minutes later, she stepped in, and just as the doors where beginning to close, she heard someone call out "Hold the elevator!!". Pressing the 'open door' button, she patiently waited for whoever had called out to join her. When he walked through the doors, Xenia felt her jaw drop. "Thanks!" he said, flashing her a grin. "You have no idea how long these damned elevators take to get here! I though that everything was suppose to be more convent here in Japan!" She nodded, not knowing what to say. He had a slight accent that she couldn't quite place. Something European for sure, though. The man was around thirty, and was built like a wall. He was around Brad's height, six feet, but he was much better built than even Brad. He wore a black muscle tee shirt, camo printed cargo pants, and back leather army boots. He was also not all that bad looking, Xenia decided. In fact, he was rather handsome, in a rugged sort of way. "What's your floor?" he asked as the doors closed behind him. "E-eighteen," Xenia said, blushing slightly. "Great, mine too!" he said, pushing the button, and leaning against the wall, crossing his arms over his broad chest. Xenia occupied herself by digging through her purse, looking for the key card to her room. She cursed quietly, looking through every pocket. The man watched her intently, his green eyes narrowing slightly. Xenia finally found the card hidden in her wallet. "I hope you don't mind my asking, miss, but what's your name?" the man asked, finally working up the courage to break the silence. "I'm Xenia." she said, looking away. "Well, Xenia, my name's Bayman, but people call me Bay. Nice to meet you!" he smiled, revealing straight white teeth. "The pleasure is all mine, I'm sure." she bit her lip, and watched as the eighteenth floor inched closer and closer. Bayman smiled broadly. "I hope I'm not being too bold by asking this, but can I buy you a drink later tonight?" he asked, uncrossing his arms and shoving his hands deep into his pockets. Xenia looked up at him, shocked. "You want to buy me a drink?!" she asked, nearly laughing. Bayman nodded, looking very embarrassed with himself. "Yeah, if that's all right with you." the doors of the elevator opened. //It's only a drink! How much could it hurt?\\ she thought, so she smiled, and nodded. "Okay! That sounds great Bay! I'll meet you at the bar at eight, sound good?" Bayman returned her smile. "I'll look forward to it!" he said before walking down the hall. Xenia shook her head, before walking down the hall in the opposite direction. Her room was only three doors away from the elevator. As she opened her door, she smiled again. "Maybe coming here wasn't such a bad idea after all." she sighed, walking into her room.
A.N. CRAP CRAP CRAP!!!! That was pure and total crap!! This story needs some help. PLEASE ALL YOU PEOPLE OUT THERE HELP ME OUT!!! I AM ON MY HANDS AND KNEES BEGGING YOU TO HELP!!! Thank you!!! =^.^= Anyways. if you have read any other of my romance fics, you know that I never make love easy for my characters, whether it be the mafia getting in the way, (Shades of Gray) or a really fucked up destiny, (Twisted Destiny, although A Really Fucked Up Destiny would have worked as well as a title!!) love is a challenge, and this is just one more example of that!! Hehe, I guess it's cause my own love life has gone to hell in a hand basket over the last couple of years, and I just take it out on my poor characters. Oh well!! I hope that you enjoyed this piece of crap of a chapter, and will leave me a review!!! Ja, SNM