A/N: Enjoy and leave a review!

I also apologize for having to take down my other story :/ I lost my files and wasn't sure how to form my story from there. Perhaps one day I'll attempt another Maid Sama mystery. And yes this story is definitely more plot-based and Deliciously Wicked is more citrusy (I didn't really plan on having much of a plot for that fic lol). The tangy sweet sultry lemons will have to be in the future, I'm afraid, but there's definitely some NSFW and BDSM chapters coming up (they might not be from our main couple though)~

Winter break is also wrapping up and I must enter the hibernation of not being able to regularly update again :/ I will try to update here and there until I get back to school. Please have patience with me, and thank you all for reading~

"Weird of a company to hold an Annual Company Sports Day," one woman said, looking around at the giant basketball court in the Walker building. "I thought Sports Days ended in school."

"But look at the size of this court! Not to mention that there's a fully stocked gym here. I wouldn't mind if my company moved here. And there's quite a few good-looking guys here. Did you see the Walker CEO, by the way?" Her friend asked.

"Oh, yes, isn't he dreamy?" The first woman sighed. "I wouldn't mind if I worked here if I could just see him every day."

"I heard that if the company who wins the most events gets to have a dinner with the CEO and executives! I'm going to do my best. I heard he's single, so maybe this will be the best opportunity for me to meet and marry a wealthy man. If not the CEO, maybe a VP or Head Secretary?" The women giggled before moving on.

"Well, looks like your ideas are having quite an effective result, Ayuzawa." Kanou commented.

Misaki stretched her arms, warming up for the three-legged race that she was due to participate in. "Of course. Not only can the Walker company advertise on Sports Day to sell their extra office space in their buildings to other companies, they can bolster their reputation to everyone of the image of an honest and hard-working corporation that takes care of their employees. Not to mention all the clothing and snacks here are under the Walker brand." She looked down at her crisp sports uniform with the Walker logo on the right side of the shirt. The short sleeve shirt was quite comfortable and practical as well as the blue shorts. Nothing but the best quality as assured by the Walkers. "I'm sure some of the people here will by buying Walker products shortly."

A large crackling voice boomed out over the gym. "Alrighty everyone, the first Annual Walker Company Sports Day is about to start! Companies, please send your representatives to the three-legged race!"

Misaki and Kanou, two of the four Hyoudo representatives, filled their place at the start line. She tightened the cloth binding her right leg and Kanou's left leg. She was the only woman to participate in this race.

All the other companies had sent their men, the female employees urging them to win so they could earn that dinner with the handsome Walker CEO. The male businessmen didn't have much to persuade though, since many of them respected Usui and were eager for the opportunity to network. When else were they going to get the chance to eat with a CEO in person?

As for Misaki, she just wanted to win for the hell of it. Her competitive spirit was in full force today, and Kanou could feel every bit of it.

"Kanou, let's do our best, shall we?" Misaki grinned. She cracked her bones loudly, and the competitors around her inched slightly away from her.

"Um, y-yes." Kanou grimaced. He had a feeling this might not end well for him if he didn't try his best. He'd seen how his superior got when her subordinates didn't perform the best of their work.

"On your mark," the announcer said. "Get set, go!"

Kanou felt the breath knocked out of his lungs as his left leg seemed to move on its own. He could barely keep up as Misaki half-pulled, half-tugged him to the finish line. All around them were the cheering of different companies, urging their representatives to run faster. Out of the corner of Kanou's eyes, he saw a few hapless pairs tumble to the floor as their speeds of their bound legs were out of sync. Then he felt Misaki tug him over the finish line. The cheering from the Hyoudo company was immediately raucous.

"Woohoo!" Misaki celebrated. She gave Kanou a hi-five, who just managed to return it before slumping down onto the floor to take a much needed rest. He had never ran so fast in his life before, except six months ago when he was being chased by some women who wanted him to model for something.

"The win goes to the Hyoudo company! This event's prize is steel water bottles for everyone in the winning company. All quality assured, as it is produced by the Walker company." The announcer said.

The employees of the Hyoudo company ran up and hugged their representatives tightly.

"Oh, Misaki, you and Kanou were amazing! You passed the finish line when everyone else barely reached the mid point." Satsuki said, her eyes full of admiration. Her other colleagues also expressed their congratulations and compliments.

"Do you plan on competing in the other events as well?" One intern asked excitedly. Everyone looked hopefully at her. It wasn't that they didn't want to compete, but they knew Misaki's super strength would probably guarantee their win. There were only a few male employees in the Hyoudo company, but even they respected (or scared of) her and were in awe of her strength.

"Do you want me to?" Misaki laughed.

"Yes, please!" The cry went out and Misaki found herself being hugged from all angles.

"That's the fourth event she's won in a row," Yukimura said, astounded. "And there's only been four events so far."

Sitting high up in the bleachers, Takumi couldn't help but grin as he watched the Hyoudo section sitting in the bleachers surge up in a loud cheer as Misaki received a gold medal. He had to admit that though he was supposed to be unbiased and perhaps even in favor of his own company, he was somewhat rooting for her to win. She looked excited, her black hair in a ponytail and her face flushed from the exercise. If she wasn't just a normal office worker, she should have aimed for being an Olympian.

"It's not fair!" Someone yelled. "It's only her participating and she's winning everything." A few others agreed. He could sense some discontentment directed at the raven haired beauty. Yes, even with sweat and her hair flying wild around her, she was quite a stunning woman. "She shouldn't be allowed to compete again."

"How is it not fair?" Takumi quietly said. The people dissenting stopped and looked at him. "There is no rule saying that the same representative cannot compete in all the events. In fact, even though she competed in all the events so far, she has won every event despite losing energy each round. You all would have a higher chance each round to win. How is it not fair?" He directed a cold glare at the people who were making such an annoying fuss. The crowd quieted down, a few ashamed. "Let this be known throughout the rest of you who haven't heard what I said. Go and pass it down."

Still, it wouldn't do if his own company lost. He did have a reputation to upkeep. There were still five more events left, including the team basketball competition. While Ayuzawa may excel individually, will the rest of her team step up to the plate?

"Yukimura, I'll be stepping in as one of the representatives. Please inform our team, will you?" He was intrigued to see how his own abilities can compare to Ayuzawa's.

"Eh, sir?" Yukimura's face was full of surprise.

He wasn't the only one as all the competitors were staring at him as he walked onto the gym floor a few minutes later. His company's representatives were eager to have him join. Several women rushed forward to introduce themselves but he quickly hastened his steps, carefully navigating away.

Takumi casually sauntered to Ayuzawa, who was busy retying her hair into a neat ponytail. "Congratulations on your four win streak. That was great."

"Thanks."

She glanced at his clothing, taking in his sports uniform. Unlike the other female employees, he was pretty sure that she was not checking out how he looked in exercise clothing, though he did appreciate her lithe form in the Walker sports uniform. Ayuzawa seemed to be analyzing him, discerning whether he would be a formidable challenger. Well, he would be the daunting opponent she was looking for.

"Ready to break your win streak?" Takumi teased as he stretched his limbs.

As predicted, Ayuzawa's eyes flamed up. The corners of her lips curled up in a daring smile, accepting his taunt. "You're on," she stated with such confidence. "You're going down. I won't go easy on you, even if you are my client."

"I wouldn't expect you to. I'll be putting in my best as well."

The next event was a bread-eating race. Players had to run to the middle of the gym and eat a sweet bun that was hung up on a string. The competitors had to jump up and eat the bread before running to the finish line. Unfortunately, the shorter competitors would have to jump up higher. Good thing he was quite tall, a head taller than Ayuzawa's smaller frame. Takumi had a feeling she could more than make up her shorter stature with her jumping abilities though.

The competitors headed to the start line. "Ready, get set, go!"

The whistle blew and his feet took off. The gym and the spectators passed by like a blur. He could feel Ayuzawa's burning determination just a few feet behind him. He reached the line of breads, jumped up and managed to gulp the sweet bread down in two bites. Mmm, delicious. Also a sweet bun from his company's bakery.

Then his feet were crossing the finish line and he had enough time to turn around and smile innocently to Ayuzawa who crossed the line just a mere second after him. Impressive, she wasn't far behind. The next closest person to finishing had just finished his sweet bun and was starting to run towards the finish line.

She was panting heavily, a few strands of hair that escaped her ponytail were now plastered to her hair.

"Not bad. That was a good race." Takumi said.

Ayuzawa half-scowled, half-pouted, getting her breath back. "Obviously not good enough. I admit defeat this time. But," she warned. "I'm really going to put 110% for the next event, just you watch!"

Takumi gave her a small bow. "I look forward to it, Miss Ayuzawa."

She had a little bit of sweet bun crumb by the corner of her lip. Not caring if other people were watching, Takumi reached up and brushed the crumb off with the pad of his thumb. Ayuzawa stilled, her innocent amber eyes widening. He briefly wondered what would happen if he used his lips and tongue to clean off that crumb. That would certainly create some waves for sure, with everyone watching. But for now, it was enough to see her startled reaction, that intake of soft breath and that hypnotized look in her doe eyes. His thumb accidentally-on-purpose brushed against her lower lip, as though about to part her lips for a searing kiss. Pity he had to drop his hand.

"You had a little breadcrumb there," he explained himself.

Ayuzawa blinked, as if she had to throw off whatever spell she had been placed under. "Oh, um, thank you."

Judging by her reaction, she wasn't as immune to him as he had originally thought. A little game of seduction indeed.

"Ready to go for the next round?" Takumi's eyes sparkled.