Matt Ishida is the lead singer of the most famous rock band in the world. Mimi is his personal assistant. At first sight, you'd think she doesn't like him at all, but really deep in her heart... she totally hates him. Or does she...?
Matt Ishida – 24 years old. Lead singer of the famous rock band, "The Wolfs". A playboy that has fear of commitment, he can't do much by himself, and also has some drinking problems. He is terribly attracted to Mimi.
Mimi Tachikawa – 23 years old. Even though she's a deco and fashion designer, she's Matt's personal assistant in order to become famous step by step. She's in charge of Matt's appearance, public relations; household, etc... Basically, she's in charge of his life.
"…" Talking.
Italics: Thinking (most of the time).
Celebrity Assistant
Chapter 1
A girl with shinny chestnut hair looked through her purse for the lock of the white three-story mansion's entry in front of her. Finally, she took out a silver keychain with no less than a dozen keys. She remembered how was it like in the beginning, it took her several weeks to finally figure out and memorize which key belonged to what, but now, she knew it and did it almost automatically. She opened the gate door with a shinny copper key and stepped inside. She walked down the marble way, through the beautiful rose-covered gardens when suddenly, two adult Dalmatians came out of nowhere and almost knocked her over; that is if she wasn't so used to this.
"Hello Bruno, Cronos... how are my two boys today?" She kneeled in front of the two enormous dogs and patted their head slightly, both of them moving their tails and panting happily. After a while, she stood up and walked nearer to their dog houses, when she arrived, she noticed that there was no water at all left to drink. "Hasn't the mean old bastard given you some water since I left?" She said in a baby-voice. The dogs sat down and looked at her almost as if they understood, one of them barked once. She laughed. "Figures, Crons... that pathetic excuse of a human being is so damn lazy to even get some water for himself. How can I actually expect for him to provide you some water? Some master you guys have." Both of the dogs barked twice and she laughs again.
"Come on, boys..." She picked up both of their water trays and walked to the water faucet which was at the side of the garage, in front of which a black Viper and an unfamiliar white Civic Honda were parked, the two dogs followed her happily and jumped once in a while around her. She filled both of their containers with fresh water and walked back to their dog houses, putting down both trays filled with water. Bruno and Cronos started licking their water in a hurry. Poor guys, it must be over ten hours since they last had fresh water... that stupid blonde idiot. The girl eyes the two dogs with pity, concern and love, and then she realized something. "Oh, guys, I'll be right back... wait a sec." She went back to the garage, stopped in front of it and pulled out her keychain again and with the electric control se opened the garage door. She entered and turned on the light... the first thing she saw was an olive green Jaguar, an electric blue z8 BMW, and a brand new red Hummer. She rolled her eyes at the new Hummer but paid no attention whatsoever to it and went directly to the end of the garage. The girl sighed, she was used to this, he liked to show off all the time, and buying new cars every now and then was something he did only to impress. Impress stupid bimbo air-headed Barbie dolls. She let out a grunt and started looking over the place. "Aha!" She said as she bent down and took another two trays and filled them with dog food.
She stepped and closed the garage and saw that the two dogs where already waiting for her at the garage door. Both dogs started jumping and barking happily, while she held up high both trays of food. "Calm down, guys! I'll give it to you in a minute." The dogs stopped jumping, but they still shook happily their tail form one side to another. When she returned to their houses she put both trays down and they started eating happily, she patted their backs. "Ok, now I have to go inside, boys... there's another boy I need to take care of... even thought he isn't as nice or as smart as you." She chuckled as she watched them eat their food merrily.
The girl stepped in front of the main door; she put a strand of her hair behind her ear and sighed. Here we go again. She took out her keychain again, opened the door and stepped inside. Everything indoors was slightly dark and submerged in a complete silence, as always. She put her purse in the table in the door hallway and looked at herself in the oval shaped mirror. The mirror projected an image of a twenty-three year old girl, with big beautiful honey eyes staring back at her. Her hair cascaded down in soft curls about three inches below her shoulders. She had no make-up on, but even so she looked absolutely beautiful. She had full supple pink lips and high cheekbones, her nose was straight and carefully defined, and she had dark long curled eyelashes.
She caressed her cheek and jawbone with her hand very slowly, even sensually... then she trailed it down her long slender neck and stopped at the end of her black blouse neck, that had the first two buttons undone, giving a great sight of her breasts. She sighed and looked at the opposite wall were a black and blue clock hanged, it read 8:55. She readjusted her black skirt and passed a hand trough her hair and proceeded to walk to the kitchen. Once she was inside the white kitchen she opened the silver refrigerator door and looked inside of it, she rolled her eyes in annoyance. "Ok, Mimi, think like a chef... what can you make out of expired yogurt and beer?" She said to herself and moved to the cupboard and opened its door, the contents consisted of potato chips, peanut butter, an almost empty cereal box and a box of chocolate pop tarts. "I better go shopping today." She grabbed her 'To do' list and scribbled down stuff she had to buy, which was basically everything.
She walked out of the kitchen and made her way up the stairs to the rooms, were she found a pink satin bra and matching thong lying on the hall floor, and green silk boxers not much ahead. She didn't need anything else to figure out what had happened last night. The master room door was open and, to confirm any doubts she had left, she saw that a blonde boy and a platinum girl lay naked on the bed, covered only by some dark green sheets. She didn't have a reaction at all; she was too used to this, she stepped and grabbed his clothes that were sprayed all over the floor. Trying to not make a sound, she stepped out of the room and closed the door behind her. She went downstairs where she put the pile of used clothes in a basket and started cleaning up the living room, which was filled with empty bottles of vodka, whisky and wine, as well as some soda and a bunch of used crystal glasses.
"Oh, man." She whined as she looked at the beautiful ancient Spanish rug, it had an enormous stain of what seemed to be red wine. She went to the cleaning room, grabbed a piece of cloth, poured a little of cleaner on if and walked back to the living room, and rubbed the cloth against the stain until it started to wash out a bit, but it didn't remove completely. She sighed and got up, and walked back to the cleaning room, opened the washing machine and poured some of the used clothes that weren't dry-clean only and threw the dirty cloth to the trash. She reentered the kitchen and looked for a clean glass and poured some water in it, she drank half of it and placed the cold glass against her forehead.
"Good Morning, Meems." A husky but silky voice said behind her, she turned around and saw the blonde boy wearing only his back silk robe, hanging open. "How are you?"
"You stained the rug, again! Do you realize how much time does it take me to clean it? I'll have to call Arthur again and see if he can help us get it out completely like the last time..." She turned around and saw his muscular body naked in front of her, his manhood slightly erected, but didn't mind it much, because she was way too furious with him.
He rested his side to the doorframe as he looked at her up and down, with and approving smile on his face. "You look nice today."
"I wish I could say the same... do me a favor and tie your robe." She poured the rest of her water in the sink and started washing all the used glasses she had taken from the living room.
"Why? Does it make you uncomfortable?" He smirked up at her.
"Well, kinda... wouldn't you be uncomfortable if I came to work naked?" He started smiling slyly at her and inclined his head to the side. She let out a frustrated noise. "Oh forget it! Just tie it, please... and pass me that glass."
He sighed at her indifference as he passed her the glass, and then tied his robe. He looked up at her again. "Sorry about the rug, but in my defense, it wasn't me... it was Jack."
"You don't get it, do you? It makes no difference whether it was you or some of your cronies; it still takes a hell of a time to wash it out. I swear, Matt, if you stain it again I'll make you clean it! You know I'm serious." She stopped cleaning and turned her head to look at him in the eye. "Anyway... who is she this time?"
He passed his fingers through his hair. "Don't really remember. Andy... Mandy... something like that, I think." He paused for a moment and looked at her for a while. "It's not serious, honest Mimi; I am really surprised that she hasn't felt already." He shrugged and stepped forward to see her reaction... which was again none.
"Who said it was?" She lifted a brow, and finished washing the dishes and left them out to dry. "Plus, it's guys who leave in the middle of the night, not girls... at least most of the time. So..." she dried her hands, and winked at him, "was she good?"
"Don't remember, either... I guess so, but I believe it's me who make the whole thing worth it, because I have never been disappointed during sex, I am the dominant one." He looked at her. "If you ever want to find out, just tell me." He mocked, but there was a hint of seriousness in his voice.
"I think I'll pass, I have an awesome sex life as it is... thank you very much." She snorted started cleaning the stove.
He lowered his glace and walked to the refrigerator, he opened the door, "Hey, there's not much left to eat here."
"You think?" She looked at him and rolled her eyes. "I know you love beer and chips, but that's not the way to keep a healthy life, honey... plus, you seem to have gained some weight." She smirked when she saw him check himself out as if looking for any excess of fat. "Anyway, there's nothing I can make for your breakfast, at least not know, I'll go to the grocery store in a while."
Matt stopped looking at his tummy as he rubbed it with his left hand and looked up. "I'll go with you... that way I'll have an excuse to kick that girl out of my house..." He sat on the kitchen table, and rested his chin in his fist as he looked at the women in front of him dreamily.
"You're mean." Mimi continued to clean the kitchen. "Speaking of being mean, you didn't give food or water to Bruno and Cronos... they need water to survive too, you know? If you can't be responsible enough to give them some water during the weekends when I'm not here you shouldn't keep them at all." Her voice was now harsh and stern.
"Then you should be here all the time and look after them... if you like, you can stay in one of the guest rooms... you wouldn't have to leave my house at all." He kept looking at her, he lowered his face to be able to look at what was hidden under her skirt, and when she bent down to pick up a spoon she had dropped he got sight of her red lace thong, he felt his arousal grew harder and he left out a moan.
She stoop up and looked at him from over her shoulders, she arched a brow, confused at his moan. "You can't be serious."
"Why can't I?" He felt his manhood throb when she turned around, her hair messy and some sweat started to form in her forehead.
"You realize I do have a life, Matt?" She slammed her hands on the table and leaned forwards, giving him a great view of her cleavage. "Believe me, not everything goes around you!" Matt looked transfixed at her breasts, she followed his glace and frowned. "Pig." She straightened up and turned around. "Didn't get enough last night?"
"Is that a proposal?" He smirked at her.
Her lips curled up in sign of disgust. "Only in your dreams..."
She exited the kitchen and left Matt alone. He closed his eyes and rested against the chair he was sitting, with his hand he started to massage his forehead. "You have no idea..." he muttered. He kept rubbing his temples when he felt some arms encircled his neck and blew on his ear. He smirked, "I knew you'd come around..."
"Well, I'm a heavy sleeper, but not that much."
Matt opened both of his eyes in shock. "H-hey, you're up."
"Of course I am, silly boy." The platinum haired girl traced her hands down his chest from behind, softly caressing and teasing him with her nails until she reached the cloth belt that tied his robe and undid it. Then, she brought back her right hand and removed the robe of his right shoulder where she blew. He shivered at this and she smirked, before lowering her head to his neck and began to kiss and suckle on it, each time doing lower. Matt closed his eyes; he was getting harder every second. When her lips almost reached his nipple, he felt her huge breasts pressed hard against his back and neck, at this, he moaned loud. She smiled against his skin and continued her travel downwards. Matt turned to his right and saw her tit almost touching him; he smiled slyly and began to lick her as his hand moved up and grabbed her. She grasped in pleasure and turned to look at him with half-closed eyes, she smiled. Her hand began going down and took hold of his manhood which was fully erect. Matt's mouth let out a deep violent groan. He grabbed her wrist and pulled her to him, making the girl land on his lap, pressing against his erect shaft. His mouth reached hers and their tongues battled each other savagely while he brought her body closer to him by her buttocks.
They continued kissing and caressing each other until they heard someone clearing their throat. Both looked up to se a brunette girl looking at them. "I'd appreciate if you used the bedroom, at least that way I can happily continue doing my job without any interruptions whatsoever." Mimi threw one of Matt's white button shirts to the girl and smiled. "There, it's no good running around naked in the house... it's somewhat chilly in here, let's try to avoid a cold." She exited the door again to the service room.
The girl looked dumbstruck and opened her mouth but no word came out of it. She kept staring at the door where Mimi had just been for a while until she finally reacted and very slowly turned around to have a look at Matt. "Who-who was she?" She stammered, he mouth kept opening and closing.
"Huh?" Matt was also looking at the spot where Mimi was just a few seconds ago, only the high-pitched sound of the woman straddling him made him look away from the door. He could have swore he saw Mimi's face instead of the platinum blonde over him, he shook his head and focused in the girl with green eyes. "Oh, she's my assistant..."
"Your... assistant?" She lifted her eyebrow.
"Yeah..." he nodded as started to get up and almost dropped her to the ground, but she was agile enough to stand before hitting the ground. She gave him a glare, of which he was totally unaware of.
In that instant, Mimi returned to the kitchen with the clothes she had to take to the dry clean. "Oh, don't mind me. I'll be going in a sec. Feel free to continue."
"Nah, the moment is lost. Oh, by the way, let me introduce you, this is Mimi... Mimi, this is Mandy-"
"Sandy!" The girl corrected him, as she finished buttoning up the shirt.
"Yeah, that's what I meant." Matt scratched his head.
"Nice meeting you." She smiled and started walking to the living room. "I'm dropping these at the laundry, then I'm going to the grocery store, I also have to pick up that suit you ordered form Armani. Later I have to drop by the record company, I heard there was a problem due to that breakdown they had last week, which I perfectly know it was no accident." She looked at Matt accusatorily and he smiled sheepishly back at her. "Anyway, I've gotta run."
"Oh, yeah... the thing... in the record company, now I remember! Yeah our producer wanted me to go with you to settle things out."
Mimi stopped to look at him. "No he didn't."
"Oh, yes, he did."
"No he didn't." She frowned confused.
"Oh yes, he did." Matt lifted his eyebrows and tried to make her understand that he really didn't want to stay alone with that girl.
"Oh, Mattie?" The girl said in a fake baby voice. Matt rolled his eyes and Mimi pressed her lips to avoid laughing.
"Yes?" He said somewhat annoyed and turned to look at the girl which was looking at a yogurt bottle with a spoon in her mouth.
"This taste kinda funny... you wanna try?"
Matt looked at her with incredulity in his face, and turned to a giggling Mimi. "Now do you remember?"
"No, I don't." The brunette finally got it. "Ooh, maybe he called and said so?"
"Yes! Yes, he called yesterday... he sounded really pissed."
"Oh, ok, then I'll drop these and do everything else and then I'll be back and we can go see your producer. Plus, you have a guest." She smiled, thinking she was going to make Matt suffer, well, if you can call it that, with that blonde a few more time.
He glared at her, he knew what she was doing, but he had other things in mind. "Well, I suppose you're right, but don't be late... 'cuz I really have to be there or I'll lose everything I have... no more Wolfs!" He dramatized and put his hand against his forehead as he closed his eyes. Mimi just looked at him and arched an eyebrow.
"Oh, don't do that, Matt!" The blonde interfered. "If you must go now, then go! I couldn't bear knowing that I'd be the reason of which the famous Matt Ishida lost everything!" The girl shrieked, and Mimi rolled her eyed, she couldn't believe how slow she was to figure out what he was doing. "And Mimi, I'm quite sure you can leave all that 'till later, can't you?"
"I... suppose I can." She sighed, then looked up at the boy in front of her. He had his arms crossed, his legs spread apart, a bimbo grasping his arm with her face in his shoulder, and a wide grin adorned his face. Ding-ding-ding! Ladies and gentlemen, Matt Ishida has just won.
TBC........?
Author's Notes:
Ok, liked anyone? I hope so... please, review! So I can know if I can continue this story or just delete this! But this is just the beginning; it'll get better, promise.
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