+DANGEROUS BUSINESS+

Chapter 3- Dinner Party Beginning

I wore a midnight black spaghetti strap dress that had small studs of diamonds attached to the edges; it hugged my figure nicely. It was pretty simple, really; it was like any of those good old classic black ball gown dresses with the spaghetti straps. Though some small, but noticeable changes are added, such as the flowery and fancy edges whose silk shined nicely with the diamonds and silk collar I wore. My hair, this time, was in a neatly made bun, though some strands of my hair still covered my forehead. It wasn't messy though, because I was supposed to have bangs anyway, splitting from the left of my forehead that stretched to the right. The dress flowed nicely to my toes; it actually had some decent cleavage compared to my other gowns, which I had [shockingly] bought during my years as a hard-core partier while in university. Those were the days where the guy ACTUALLY brought the girls back to their dorms unlike nowadays where the girl goes home alone after she brings the guy back to HIS dorm but unfortunately gets mugged out of nowhere,- but I'm probably blabbering like some film-fanatic.

But then again, the films in the early mid 1900's were pretty awesome and total classics. Though I had sworn to never take a shower after I saw 'Psycho', I mean, seriously! How can anybody even want to take a shower after that scene where the lady gets backstabbed?!

And naked with all her glory?!

I know I wouldn't….

Unless I suddenly got drunk and turned into this massively perverted lady who had no shame.

…..

Did I mention that I buried the shoes that Zero bought me? Well, I did, and may it never be found it again. Amen. I'm not even Christian, but it adds to the horror of those forbidden shoes, heh heh. I wore the natural black leather slippers with open toes that had those 1-inch high heels that Yori bought me.

I looked back at the mirror and decided I looked fine. I started to powder my face lightly and applied make-up with a tinge of Pink Rose on my cheeks to give myself a glowing complexion compared with my black dress, applied light brown eye liner, a tinge of purple eye shadow, and pink glossy lip gloss. I never exactly liked to use lipstick because when I ate dinner, most of the dinner touches my lips and they taste…weird. I can't say the lip gloss is different but it tastes better. Trust me.

I picked a black Chanel purse and put my keys, make up, some tissue (BOTH kinds just in case; and plus, it'd be too awkward if I just said pads out of nowhere), perfume, phone book, and money even if it's always the gentlemen that pay the bill, but just in case…. It's an actual wonder how much stuff we females need and how one little purse can take it all in! I wouldn't mind if my purse became my portable closet, that's for sure.

Just then, there were two honks outside my house and I looked out to find Yori, her friend, and Kaname Kuran seated in a Jaguar.

A Jaguar Convertible.

A sleek and shiny black Jaguar convertible.

Yori and her blonde friend was sitting in the front with the him driving and Kaname sitting in the back comfortably with his right leg all stretched out and left arm resting on the door without looking the least messy and unsophisticated. His mahogany eyes trailed up to me and a smirk played on his thin pale lips as his hands combed through his wavy hair.

And while he was looking all hot and giving me THE look that all the flirting aristocrats have in those movies with the handsome actors and beautiful actresses all I did was stare. Stare. God, I must've looked like an idiot! My face felt warm and my throat felt dry as if the temperature of the room went up. I felt shivers crawling up my spine and suddenly my stomach felt like it lost its' appetite.

It was amazing how just one look from him can affect me.

Maybe too amazing because I feel like I was being stabbed with a million glares at the moment from outside my room with all the pedestrians staring at the Jaguar and all the people in it with crazed looks on their faces. I can see the amused look he's giving me right now and I swear he's trying not to laugh when I snapped back to reality.

I bet he did that one purpose.

And I bet he was going to do it again sometime in the future too.

The hot jerk.

Getting out of my stupor, I shut the window, turned off the lights, and went out of my house while trying to look just as sophisticated and elegant as Kaname.

"Yuuki! You look amazing!" Yori complimented excitedly.

"Thanks! I love the caramel halter dress you're wearing tonight." I smiled brightly back as I shifted my head in a more comfortable angle.

"Indeed…But you look absolutely enchanting tonight; almost good enough to eat…" My breathing hitched and I felt a penetrating gaze to the left of me. His voice was just as velvety as it was on the phone and perhaps even more husky and smooth. A blush immediately crept up to my cheeks and I looked away as if to check out the front of the convertible.

I was definitely not falling for a guy that I just met.

But I was.

After getting into the convertible in the back of the car where Kaname made room for me, Yori giggled slightly and the engine started as we headed our way to the French restaurant that Yori said was absolutely delightful since the last time she had been there for her date. Introductions were said and when it was time for Hanabusa to introduce himself, I suddenly said that his name sounded a whole lot like the word "idol". Hanabusa Aidou shook his head slightly in a discerning manner and looked away. Yori just giggled delicately and it was later that I found out that during high school, his fan club had made up that nickname just for him.

It was strange, but Kaname was quiet the whole time while gazing upon me as if he was interested in me. Everything I shifted from my seat, he would do so as well. His arm was behind my back and every time the car came to a smooth stop, his hand would 'coincidentally' caress my arm. It felt nice with his smooth chiseled hand on my arm.

But of course someone as handsome as him would never be interested in me; I was pretty and smart, sure, but even I knew that I couldn't match up to him or whatever his expectations were. I was a bit let down because of that thought, but at least I knew.

Or at least I thought I knew until later.

Just then after we entered the most bustling part of the city away from my house, the car screeched to a halt outside to a grand mahogany door that seemed to be made of rich red wood and bronze incrusted designs with a red carpet sprawled right before the entrance. The rest of the building seemed to be made of strong cement with the continuing top made of bricks. Nice intricately cut trees and bushes were planted all around the front and back of the building, along with a small yard on each side of the buildings' wing. People in suits and dresses were all over the place with photographers that flashed pictures every now and then behind the chained links that separated the carpet from the cement sidewalk.

This seemed more like the Red Carpet rather than a normal dinner with friends.

Aidou and Kaname got out of the door with the two employees opening the door for them while Aidou gave them the keys to the car. Kaname helped me out while Aidou did the same with Yori. Kanames' flawless touch lingered on my exposed porcelain-smooth arms and I tried not to blush as we walked ahead of Yori and her boyfriend. Every now and then, a photographer would snap a picture and Kaname would pose and smile a bit. Being so close to him and smelling his rich cologne was not helping my sudden dizziness. He was addictive and I couldn't help myself but smile a bit.

Perhaps it was the flashes of the photographers or his dazzling smile, but I immediately regretted not bringing sunglasses once I got out of the car.

But something was definitely wrong. Why would there be photographers? And what's more is that I'm seeing famous people from all over the place wrapped in velvety expensive clothing as they gave mostly me the cold shoulder as they peeked back at Kaname with a flaming lusty look in their eyes.

I shuddered to myself. Most of the women here probably wanted my head for being with the most gorgeous and well built guy in the room.

Kaname was my employer, sure. But what's so special about the guy?

It's just his looks…right?

Wrong.

While we were getting seated near the entrance to the gorgeous and lush garden in the back of the building where there were no photographers, I heard many remarks. I was becoming unsure of this myself as I constantly looked back at Yori smiling happily with Aidou for reassurance that everything was just a dinner date with friends.

"Who's that girl?"

"She's pretty; but compared with Kaname-sama, she's not even a bit fit."

"To think that the son of the Kurans would go as low as to go for a commoner."

"What coincidence? While he's here, we might as well as try talking business with him after."

"Looks like coming to Lady Elliot's engagement party wasn't such a bad idea considering that he's here."

"He's probably just using her or something."

Anger immediately flared up in me. Business? Engagement party? Worth it? Commoner? Kurans?

"What's going on?" My voice was edged with steel as I looked accusingly at the gorgeous person next to me. Hanabusa, who sat diagonally from me, gave me a dirty look as if I didn't know my manners; I shot one back at him without losing my gaze over at Kuran over here.

"Yuuki…" Yori was using her please-don't-get-mad-Yuuki-because-everything's-alright-when-it's-not voice. My anger flared down a bit. Stupid best friend instincts…. It just made me more suspicious.

"Did you guys…plan something?"

It was amazing how much a person can learn in the last 20 minutes.

It turned out that:

One, Kaname Kuran was not only my employer but also the president of Rose Corps and came from a line of billionaires who dominated the business world for centuries now. He not only has the money and a company, but also political backgrounds.

Two, Kaname Kuran was voted Most Beautiful and Wanted for 12 years straight since he was 18, making him 30 right now. Since I'm 22, does this make him two-thirds of a pedophile since pedophiles are supposed to have an age difference of at least 12 years with the younger person? It'd be…weird.

Three, Kaname Kuran looks gorgeous even when he's being serious.

Four, Kaname Kuran was invited to an Engagement Party-Dinner last minute and being dateless, he asked Hanabusa, his genius best friend, for advice and help. Therefore leading to me being his…date.

Five, Kaname Kuran is very secretive because before Hanabusa Aidou can say the last part of the whole deal, Kaname gave him the LOOK.

"Kaname-sama, let him finish at least." I frowned. He was my employer; I had to at least put an honorific to his name. In return to my dialogue, he gave me a secretive look as if something's going to happen and smirked when he saw my confused look.

I can feel myself getting annoyed but never annoyed enough to blush at him and look away just before Yori looks back from outside.

Suddenly, a curvaceous figure with long silky blonde hair came to our round table of four and immediately the smell of lilies wafted around us. I looked up from Kaname and saw behind him one of the most gorgeous people I have ever seen. Her piercing blue eyes was determined and seemed to be glazed with a mysterious aura as her dress flowed from behind her in an enchanting fashion. Compared to her, I felt bare and plain.

"Konichiwa," she greeted us lightly with a foreign accent and a slight giggle. Her gaze flickered to Aidou but set on Kaname. Aidous' whole body stiffened considerably as he got up along with Kaname and Yori. I followed suit. "How are you, Kaname-sama and your friends here?"

"Good evening, Sara." Kaname's voice was hard, but relaxed. He kissed her hand lightly and had let go of her hand the second he kissed it. "We are all enjoying ourselves. I believe the last time we've met was at the Aidou's Christmas party. How are you?"

Something seemed off.

"I'm fine. The weather is nice these days." She closed her eyes for a bit until she opened her eyes to Aidou. "I am Sara Shirabuki; I believe you and I've met before last time at your family's Christmas party."

"Yes, you look as beautiful as you did last time." Aidou bowed lowly and kissed Sara's pale hand.

I suddenly felt uncomfortable when she brought her gaze to me.

"Sara," Kaname smiled lightly, "We are all fine today; you look lovely as ever. Let me introduce you to Hanabusa's friend, Sayori Wakaba." He gestured to Yori who nodded back while keeping his gaze on Sara as she smiles warmly. He walks out of his cushioned chair and suddenly has his arms around me while giving me a slight kiss on the lips. "And this is my fiancée."

To be continued….

Authoress Note:

Sorry about the long wait!

Sorry if it wasn't as funny as it was suppose to be.

It really wasn't supposed to be toward the end anyway.

I broke my arm after June while playing Volleyball somehow and after it healed, I seemed to have lost my charisma for writing fanfictions. When school started, I had to get ready for tests and start my portfolio. I'm still working on my portfolio, but only taking a slight break. Anyway, I'll be getting back to my portfolio. I'll write the second chapter for "Love Me" some times later.

Flames are welcomed because of the long wait.

Sorry!

R&R