Abhorrence

Chapter Two

-Lunch-

Akito let out a sigh as he pulled up to one of the most popular bistros in town. Vincent had convinced Natsumi to meet with a representative of the company for lunch, and his father had elected him to be the one to do it. He was given specific instructions as well, mostly on what he was and was not allowed to say while he treated the pop star to her noon meal, and of what his possible punishments would be should he fail in his father's endeavor.

Parking, he turned off his car and got out, going in to the front. He was a few minutes late, he knew, but he didn't really care. Natsumi would probably make him wait a half hour anyways, so it was no big deal. He walked inside and stopped before the host stand. "Reservation for Uchiha." He said to the girl behind the counter.

"Yes, your guest is already here." She said, walking around the podium.

His eyes widened slightly in surprise. She was already here? He let his face go carefully blank. No matter, it wasn't like he was that late. He followed her back to the table where Natsumi was already sitting, her gaze focused on the menu. She had on a white v-neck, showing off her cleavage and a pair of dark blue jeans with some expensive strappy heels.

"Here you are sir, your waiter will be with you shortly." She smiled, leaving the two alone.

Akito took his seat. "Good afternoon Natsumi." He said, deciding to start things off on a polite note.

"You're late." She replied shortly, not even looking up from the menu.

His lips thinned, and he bit back the retort that had immediately come to mind. "My apologies. There was more traffic than I anticipated on the way here." He said, picking up his menu to begin looking over it.

She set hers own down and looked up at him with speculating eyes. "It's okay."

He glanced up at her. "You weren't waiting long, were you?" he asked. Despite wanting to be a smart ass, he did feel bad about having made her wait. He was a gentleman when he saw fit, after all.

"About an hour. Your father said you would be here at one, not two."

His green eyes widened, and he set his menu down. "Really? I am so sorry. I had been told by my assistant to be here at two. I will make sure to have a talk with Taka about this when I return to work."

Natsumi laughed, actually smiling with her joy as she waved her hand in the air dismissively. "No, no, no. I was kidding. I'm sorry. I've only been here about ten minutes or so. After all, you got so mad when I was late last time I thought I might be early."

Akito blinked. "Oh…" he said, caught off guard by her admission. He now felt guilty for behaving so rudely when she had come to his office, though he did think it important to arrive to business matters on time. "Well, in that case, I'm not as sorry." He smirked slightly.

"You should be." she smirked, looking more devious. "Anyways, so what exactly did you want to go over?"

"My company would still like to hire you for our new ad campaign." He told her. "I brought the paperwork for you to go over, and your manager still has the copy we sent him earlier in the week." He laced his fingers together, since he already knew what he wanted. "So I am here to answer any questions you have, or persuade you to accept the deal should you still not want to do it."

"And how much am I going to get for this?" she wondered, flipping through the pages before looking back up at him. "And I'm not opposed to doing anything naked, but I would prefer to keep my clothes on."

Akito shook his head. "Don't worry, you will be clothed…mostly." He assured her. "The commercials will all be tasteful, as well as the print ads for the magazines. We're willing to give you a flat rate of one hundred thousand dollars per commercial, including the print ad that goes with it, as well as a percentage of the profits we make on the items sold that you are endorsing."

Natsumi nodded, looking over the contract again. "And you're not trying to take advantage of me right? I'm not someone you want to make and enemy of." She warned.

"We wouldn't dream of it." he said. "My father is very old fashioned. He would never allow for anyone on our staff to try and do anything that could even remotely take advantage of you in any way."

"And is there anything in here on me being sexually harassed by any of the staff, because that's happened before and I don't appreciate being molested in any way." She pointed her manicured finger at him with a warning glance. "I've had someone try to cut my hair so he could keep it."

A snicker escaped him before he could contain it. "Sorry." He cleared his throat, since the look he had received was not a kind one. "You have some pretty dedicated fans. I personally don't understand why someone would take such extremes…I mean, that's a little excessive."

"People are insane." She shrugged. "Being famous isn't all it's cracked up to be. At least fan-wise. After all, you never know who to trust. Love is practically impossible…" she sighed, looking extremely sad, but it disappeared almost as soon as it had come. "Anyways. I think it sounds like a good idea, and I'd love to endorse your company. But I have one condition." The pink haired woman smirked, looking him over.

He raised a brow. "And that is?"

"You have to accompany me to some sort of water event where I can see you without a shirt on. You can choose whatever it is, but that is my demand." Natsumi beamed, glowing with her own genius.

Akito actually looked surprised, before he slowly smirked. "Very well. I will let you know when I come up with something for us to do. Though…I am curious as to why that is a demand. I was under the impression that you didn't like me very much."

"Doesn't mean you aren't extremely sexy." Natsumi giggled. "Plus, I feel like seeing you out of your suit will be a whole new experience. After all, we will be spending a lot of time together for the next couple of months. Right?"

He sighed. "Yes…as the face of the company and future head, I have the final say on all of the ads and whatnot. So we will be seeing a lot of each other."

Natsumi nodded and picked up the pen before she signed the contract. "Well it seems we have a deal then." She offered her hand out across the table.

Akito extended his arm and they shook hands, just as their waiter arrived to take their drink orders. And once that was done, they began a lunch filled with odd conversation and idle chit chat, before they parted ways.