Deals with Gods:
Saori grunted,as she downed a glass of cool water, quickly, and finished signing papers concerning the Foundation involving with a certain ecologist institution named "Greenpeace". Or something like that, eitherway, she didn't really want to think about it.
She was nearly begging the Heavens for the work to stop, so she just could go to bed already.
Then again, asking her father to do anything for her, as in, lately, was something completely ridiculous. She didn't know wether to laugh or to cry.
"Hey, you should quit it for a while."- she heard a masculine voice called out.- "I am not happy with this either, but that doesn't mean you have to kill yourself by overdoing your already complicated chores." Eros appeared from the opened door, and leaned against it's wooden frame with a careless demeanor. Smiling, he added.- "Your father wouldn't like that too much"-
The Goddess looked at him blankly, and decided she would have liked his head to implode loudly, and messily, staining her perfectly white walls with gray matter.
Down, Saori. It's not his fault.
She ran a hand through her hair, and sighed , looking away.
Eros was a pretty man; blonde, with blue eyes, like the sky, and permanently, impeccably well-dressed, with slender complexion and angelic features.
But he wasn't handsome. At least, not to her. She preferred dark, tall, strong men with fiery green eyes and leonine, long hair.
Or not.
Maybe she just preferred Saga, and she found Michael completely unattractive because of that.
Tough. You can't have him anymore.
"Miss. Kido, I understand you don't want to be with me, but, does that mean you have to despise me so blindly?"-
She blinked.
What?
The question caught her completely off guard, and he looked, delightedly, as her mouth hanged open pathetically.
"Sir. Bohemer... What...?"-
"You underestimate me, Miss. Kido." - he explained, patiently.- "I am proud to say that my hair colour has not yet reached my remaining braincells, thank you."
"I never thought..."-
"Oh, save it, Miss. Kido. You see, as I find you lovely, and I am publically interested in your affections, I would like to make a deal with you. A deal in which we both can benefit."
"A deal?"-
"A deal."- he reassured. Quickly, he lit a cigarette and, after putting it between his plump lips, he took a long drag of smoke, begining to walk around her in a circle.
She swallowed saliva, but made an effort not to seem intimidated. She knew she was, but he didn't need to know that, so she just followed him with her gaze, feinging indifference.
"What kind of deal are you offering?"-
"As I already carified, I am romantically interested in you, and watching you suffer is most deffinately not something I enjoy..."-a pause.- "So we'll do this; we'll disobey Zeus' authority, and I will make sure you communicate with him, through dreams... But it won't be you, in person, the one who will contact him. You will speak to him, but using symbolisms as desguise."- The blonde man looked at her cold expression, and shook his head, slightly dissapointed. He hoped to see doubt, or... Any expression at all. He found none.- "He'll have to deciphre them, to get here with you."- Bohemer dedicated her a gentlemanly smile, and crushed the filter of his cigarette in the closest ashtray.- "And, well...voilĂ "-
"When he gets here... what?"-
"Just taking consideration of one small option, and if all goes well, you two will be together as expected."- he resolved.- "But..."
Saori bit her lower lip.
"But...?"-
"He has seven months, exactly."- he finished his sentence.
"...Not that I have a doubt that he will, but... What if he doesn't get here in time?"- she inquired, feeling her insides hurt at the mere idea. "He is in Greece and we're here in the most foreign part of Tokio..."-
"If so, you will have to reconsider my offer..."- he leaned closer to her, and his thin, yet strong fingers captured her shoulder gently.- "And marry me..."- he whispered.
She froze on her chair, and and a gasp left her mouth.
Michael Bohemer smirked as he brushed his lips along her left cheek, before pressing them firmly against it, seductively, provoking her to shiver in silent disgust. He pulled away, and took a seat on her desk, extending a virile hand towards her delicate ones, for her to take.
"So, Miss. Kido."- he concluded.-Do we have a deal?"-
The young female was petrified in horror. What if Zeus decided to interfer or he didn't get there?
Courage, Saori. He'll make it. He promised it.
"Unless you don't trust him... Else, I don't see why you wouldn't take my offer..."-
She surprised him by shaking his hand with both of her's, firmly.
"We have a deal"- she hissed.
