A/N: yenno guys I really don't give a fucking damn about what you think of me as a person, you can just read my story and if you feel like it; review. I really don't need to put people on the spot but I mean come on, do you really need to fucking pick out every excruciating flaw that a person had, and put it under the microscope? I'm pretty damn sure if you liked to do that all day; you might as well get yourself a Maxim magazine, and jack off to that all day. And oh yeah, to my oh-so-loyal and delightful reader "Miles" who are you try to kid? Because as far as I'm concerned, I take the time to put myself out there by updating my fics while YOU… well I'm pretty sure that you are a pathetic loser and have nothing else better to do. That's all. LAV YA:) OH, by the way, I can spell it as Athurn if I feel like it, and I'm bloody feelin' it right now. So grow some balls, and next time; don't go anonymous, I won't get the pleasure of tearing you apart privately, but oh WELL, public humiliation is fine too. ;) And also I did mean to write hair, because heir…does not rhyme with hair. I passed second grade thank you very much, maybe you should take a visit there. Lastly, I'd like to say to all of you that read this, and I think all the writers feel this way too, there's constructive criticism, and there's also just being a plain fucker, just because you don't like it, don't trash it.
CHAPTER DOS
"GAH! You're Athurn Zala?! As in THE Athurn Zala? Son of Patrick Zala owner of the top financial company in the country and if not the whole WORLD??!" Cagalli screeched, causing Athurn to push her away from him to order to let his eardrum live for another day.
"Yes yes, now let's find a way to make this bloody piece of junk move shall we? I have a 5:00 appointment and I don't feel like missing it today." Athurn said haughtily he totally did a 360° and changed his whole attitude, the nice comforting guy was gone, in its place was an arrogant monster who sounded seriously self-centered and like something crawled up his ass and died.
"Okay… How about I call for help?" Cagalli asked helplessly as she took out her cell phone, realizing to her disappointment that there was no signal in the elevator. "What about the emergency call box in the elevator??" She suggested weakly, and turned to face the rows of buttons. However as an elevator from a posh business building as they were in, the design was strictly simplicity, which means that there were only buttons for the floor levels, open and close and of course, the emergency stop button… and no emergency call box in sight. That can also be translated to that both of them… are seriously screwed.
"Well there's probably nothing else that we can do but to wait for help to come. Which also means that you made me miss my 5:00!!?" Athurn growled in the same manner as her boss did only half an hour ago. "Well what's so special about your five o clock anyways, I'm sure missing your champagne bath and a caviar snack is seriously excruciating for you." And with that followed by a couple of eye rolls, Cagalli slide down huffily and sat with a pout on her face.
Yeeesh, I cant believe that I ever liked this guy, he's got the manners of a troll and the caring of other of a… well I don't know about the last one but, but, he's an idiot!! And look at this smug face, he looks like he's about to laugh in my face! Hey he's giggling, is he making fun of me? Urgh that IDIOT!!
Surely Athurn has burst into a fit of the giggles (of course very masculinely.) and now it was for Cagalli's turn to get mad. "What are you laughing at? Am I funny? I will let you know that no on laughs at me and gets away with IT!" her voice level got higher and higher with each word, until she was practically screaming at the top of her lungs
Athurn looked down into her hazel eyes, which was starting to turn red… wow; she really doesn't take laughing well does she? Or is she just overly sentimental? Oh well, guess I should say something before she decapitates me… He thought to himself as he tried to stifle his laughter. But Cagalli didn't seem to notice, her face was redder than a tomato. "Umm, are you alright? You seem kind of red."
PAH! Why does he care? Is he going to find some small mistake or imperfection in me and make fun of me? I bet it's what they do! Why else would they fire Dylan? He's like the best worker I've ever known! I better be cautious. "Yeah I'm fine…not that you'd care." Cagalli sulked as she muttered that last bit beneath her breath.
Seeing as she was still mad, Athurn decided to tell the truth to clear up the misunderstandings, so maybe he might get out of this elevator alive. "Okay yenno what? You know what my five o clock is? Trust me it's not champagne and caviar…"
"Pfft, oh no of course it's not all champagne and caviar, what you're going to help out at the local vet hospital and clean up cat vomit?" She felt like laughing in his face, who was he kidding? Telling her that he's not all that rich and fabulous, obviously someone with his type of status was going to go home and dive into his pool of money.
"Hah, how did you know? Are you telling me that you can read minds? Should I be a bit scared right now? That last remark that came out of her mouth kind of threw him off guard, how did she know that he secretly volunteered for the local vet? Was she a spy or a paparazzo sent by the local newspapers? Nah, she didn't seen like the person that would try and get a good photo of another no matter how reckless she has to be.
WHAT? Is he shitting with me? Is he really going to some vet hospital to help out or poor animal? SHIT, he can't be serious! Maybe if I went along with his little fib, see if he cracks… "Oh really?! Oh, no I'm not a paparazzo; I just said that because I was going to volunteer at the vet too! Which one do you volunteer at?"
"Valley high Blue Cross Animal Shelter" Athurn said out of habit, then quickly regretting it after, because Cagalli quickly started gushing about how she volunteered at the same shelter and she hadn't been there for the longest time, and maybe they could go and help out today together, and afterwards they could go and grab some coffer, and afterwards they could go and grab some coffee.
"Errrr…sure no problem; but first, we have to find a way to get this elevator moving. And then we can go clean some cage."
"Okay, let's start banging some more on the door!"
"NO! DON--…" just as he was about to utter the last syllable, Cagalli had already started to smash her fists violently on the chrome doors.
"HEY YOU STOP!!! STOP BANGING! STOP THIS EFFING NON SENSE THIS INSTANT!!" Only Athurn didn't say the prudish substitute, this abrupt outburst caused Cagalli to suddenly stop for a millisecond. This caused her to slightly twist her arm a little and therefore landing a bit funny on the door.
The nanosecond that the fist made contact with the door, a jolt of searing pain ran through her arm, causing her to yelp in pain. Her fist had accidentally twisted when she slammed the door.
Uh-ohh this can't be good…
/And the next frame cuts to outer space, zooming out from the earth, past Pluto, and past several galaxies, accompanied by a piercing scream…/
"OWOWOOWOWOWOWOWWOWOOWOWOWOOWWW!!!!" Cagalli hopped around the elevator cradling her right hand, meanwhile a dishevelled looking Athurn sitting in the corner, close to sticking his thumb in his mouth. That scream that just happened was the loudest, longest, shrillest he's ever heard, it reminded him of when he was little and his friends dared him to go into the haunted house, he'd gotten hopelessly lost in there with a psychopath arm with a chain saw breathing down his back. He remembered that he didn't sleep for the next 4 weeks because of that incident, that and he peed in his pants and his friends were all bent over laughing hopelessly.
As Cagalli was hopping around, a security guard had heard her scream and checked into the elevator surveillance, and saw the two of them. He reprogrammed the elevator and sent it back down to the main floor.
(Meanwhile in the elevator)
Cagalli was still screaming and hopping around when the elevator started to move. (And many of you might already know what's coming up, try and act surprised.) While in mid-hop, the elevator made a whirring sound and suddenly it started to move again. This made her to slip and fall… right onto our little rich boy Athurn.
"Errmmm, I'm sorry, I'll get off, just give me a minute to… errr… find my… to FIND MY contact lenses!" She heard her friend Lunamaria use this excuse many times before with guys she was trying to pick up. But coming from her, it sounded pathetic.
"You're contact lenses?" He asked with a bemused smile on his face, it was fun watching her getting all flustered and panicky. But he decided to play along to see her get more humiliated, what can he say? It's fun! "Oh hey, I think I found it! I think it's on your collarbone, here let me get it, don't move." As he reached up and was just about to touch her collarbone, the robotic voice from the elevator chimes sweetly. They had arrived on the main floor, but it was too late to scramble up into two separate corners and pretend nothing had happened.
"Sir? Your five o clo--" a middle aged chauffer politely told Athurn before he feasted his eye on the rather risqué position they were in. Federico the chauffer was flabbergasted, back in the days, the girls didn't even wear pants, yet this one it wearing the repulsive male garbs and practically performing sex right in the middle of the day!
"Ummm…It's not what it looks like?" the two said weakly together trying to explain to Athurn's middle aged chauffer; who seriously looked like he was about to keel over an go into epileptic shock. They turned back and looked at each other, sharing the same 'oh-well-we-can't-do-nothing-now' look, but as Athurn himself didn't even seem to notice, his hand was still lingering by her collarbone.
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A/N: Well that's it guys, remember to leave lotsa reviews! And just because I looked like I couldn't take a little criticism, don't worry, I can. :) R&R:D TOODLES!! I have a job interview tomorrow, WISH ME LUCK GUYS!!!! S2