Abhorrence
Chapter Five
-Bahamas-
"What do you mean I can't have fifteen suitcases?!" Natsumi nearly exploded at the front desk. "I thought this was a private plane!"
The clerk was white with terror. "It is ma'am…but the others have luggage as well, and with all of yours some might not-"
"Does it look like I care about other people's luggage?" the pink haired star shouted. "I have only brought my essentials, and I demand you accommodate to my needs!" she glared back at the group behind her. "Vincent! Akito! Do something about this!" she ordered, making both men sigh.
Akito looked to the steward. "Just allow her to carry aboard her luggage. If there is no room, my suitcase can be put under my feet." He said.
"But sir, she has seven carryon as well…" he tried to explain, only making Natsumi steam.
"Natsumi." Akito looked to the pink haired woman. "Do you absolutely have to have all of these?"
"Of course I do!" she huffed. "I went shopping for this trip and brought all my new swim suits and such. It is all completely necessary."
He looked back at the other man. "Just put what items of hers that do not fit on our plane on the cargo one following us." He instructed.
Natsumi latched onto his arm, her eyes wide eyed with alarm. "What! How come you can't put everyone else's luggage on the cargo plane instead of mine?"
"Because nobody else brought twenty-two bags." He explained. "Your carryon bags will be with us, and maybe a few suitcases, but the rest just won't fit. It's not like they're going to get damaged. It's one of the nicest cargo planes available."
"But…please." She stuck out her lower lip, her light jade depths watering slightly. "I need all my things." Natsumi pouted, resting her hand on his chest.
His lips thinned in displeasure, but it was obvious that he was thinking everything over. "Very well. Put her things on the plane, and whatever else doesn't fit on the cargo one." He said.
"Yay!" she cheered, looping her arm with his and pulling him forward. "Did you hear that? Do as he says." She pointed to Akito, before taking the tickets and dragging him off to the terminal. Vincent sighed, shaking his head as he and Taka followed.
"I sense your boss is getting more and more whipped by mine."
Taka giggled. "It's because he's completely obsessed with her. He usually always keeps his ringtone on vibrate, but I heard it once, and it was one of her songs. So I checked, and he has all of Natsumi's ringtones."
"Creepy." He chuckled. "Well let's get this agonizing flight over with." He sped up and nudged the dark haired man. "So Akito, would you care to sit next to Natsumi during the flight?"
The ebony haired man glanced at him. "I don't care." He said, though it was a bit too quickly. "Whichever she wants to do is fine with me."
"Well if you don't care then I'll just sit by myself." Natsumi huffed, releasing him and walking forward with an angry strut, catching everyone's eye, since they were surprised to see the pop diva in an airport.
Akito blinked. "Huh?" he asked. "Natsumi, wait! I'll sit next to you!" he said, rushing to catch up with her.
Taka stared after her employer, completely shocked. Vincent made the sound of a whip, doing the motion as well. "Like a dog." He snickered.
She smiled. "I think it's cute." She said. "So, where are you sitting?" she raised a delicate brow as she handed over her boarding pass.
"Wherever you sit, sweet stuff. And preferably as far away from my bubble gum princess as possible."
The brunette's smile widened. "Then we'll sit in the back, so nobody can see me molest you." she snickered, trailing her hand down his chest before taking her pass back and strutting towards the plane's entrance. She glanced at him over her shoulder, giving him a devious look before she disappeared around the corner.
"Sounds good." Vincent smiled, hurrying after her.
Akito's eye twitched from the pain shooting up his right arm. Natsumi was holding his hand so tightly he was sure it would fall off. "We're going to die!" she cried out, hyperventilating.
"No, we're not." He said for the millionth time. "Now would you please calm down?"
"How can I calm down!" she flailed, digging her nails into his flesh. "We're going to get struck by lightning, crash into the ocean, and get eaten by sharks!"
He looked at her. "Natsumi, if you hate heights so badly, then why don't you let me sit next to the window so you don't have to look out it?" he suggested.
She finally tore her gaze from the glass and met his own. "Because it's the best seat. I have to have the best."
He deadpanned. "You are so stupid."
Natsumi gasped, ripping her hand from his. "I beg your pardon!"
Akito lifted his throbbing arm, clenching and unclenching his fist to try and loosen the muscles. "You hate flying, and heights, but insist on sitting in the front of the plane, right next to the window, all because you must have the best. And, if by any chance our plane were to go down, it would be because of all the crap you brought, not because of some mysterious force of nature." He glared over at her. "Now shut up, and go to sleep. You are disturbing everyone else, and after all of the measures they have taken to make you as comfortable as possible, the least you could do is allow them some semblance of sleep. If you're so scared you can put your head in my lap and I'll watch over you the rest of the flight."
The pink haired woman was wide eyed and almost looked like she wanted to cry. She got up and wobbled a bit, almost looking like she was going to throw up. But it subsided quickly and she pushed past him, walking to the back of the plane and sitting down in one of the single seats that was by the wall instead of the window.
The Uchiha let out a groan, hitting his forehead with his fist. God he was such an idiot sometimes. He stood and looked back, seeing that mostly everyone was asleep or distracted. Walking out into the aisle, he made his way back to the where Natsumi had placed herself. "Natsumi, I'm sorry." He said, holding his hand out to her. "Come back to the front with me."
"No." she said, crossing her arms and closing her eyes. "I am quite content here. Now leave me alone, we still have a long way to go and I will try and keep to myself."
Knowing that if he said anything more they would argue and begin to wake everyone, he bent over and scooped the pouting woman into his arms, causing her to let out a startled shriek. "You can keep to yourself while sitting next to me." he said, heading back to their seats.
"I don't want to sit by you." she seethed, glaring up at him. He sat her back down and she jerked away from him, slamming the shade over the window and leaning against the cool wall.
Akito rolled his eyes and sat next to her. He grabbed a pillow from the passing stewardess and set it in his lap, before gripping Natsumi's shoulders and yanking her towards him, causing her head to fall on the pillow in his lap. "Just relax." He ordered softly, beginning to rub her back in a soothing manner. "If you don't think about it, it won't bother you."
"How can I not think about it? I'm lying in your lap, and not by choice." She grumbled out, closing her eyes. "And stop touching my back, we're not lovers. If you must do something…I would really like it if you stroked my hair instead."
He smiled slightly, moving his hand up to her head and doing as she requested. "You are such an interesting woman." He commented, running his fingers through her soft locks.
"I know…" she sighed. "But it's what makes me so desirable."
"Only partly." He chuckled. "The rest is your sexy innocence."
Natsumi smirked, opening one eye and looking up at him. "My innocence you say? And what makes you think I still have innocence?"
Akito leaned down, so that their faces were mere inches apart. "That adorable little blush you get." He said deviously, stroking her cheek with the tip of his finger as he watched her face darken.
"Everyone blushes." She countered.
"Not as cutely as you." he said, letting his finger glide over her chin and to the opposite cheek.
She turned her head fully so that she was looking up at him. "And so my blush makes you think of my innocence."
"Well," he removed his hand from her face and placed it on her hip. "You didn't blush at all when I was holding your breasts, so I suppose I shouldn't base your innocence off that."
"I am a famous sex icon." Natsumi smirked, closing her eyes once more. "And when you're getting into costume, you get used to the ladies placing their hands on certain areas to make everything look just right."
"But," Akito smirked as well, even though she couldn't see it. He slid his hand up and rested it on her breast. "I am not a lady."
Natsumi blushed. "So…" she replied.
His smirk widened. "Ah," he tightened his grip only slightly, "there it is."
"You're a jerk." She smiled, batting his hand away. "Now stop molesting me."
He chuckled. "Alright, alright." he sighed, sitting back as he began to stroke her hair once more. "I'll let you sleep."
She closed her eyes and buried her face in the pillow, letting her mind fade into unconsciousness. Akito watched her in slumber, unable to think of a time she had ever looked more beautiful. But he knew one thing for certain. By the time this trip was over, he was going to have a better relationship with Natsumi.
"Well, here it is." Akito said, gesturing to the large resort that could be seen through the windows of the town car that had retrieved them from the airport. Everything else was being loaded and brought in vans, and they were only able to fit two of Natsumi suitcases in the car, since his, Vincent, and Taka's were in the trunk as well. "Our rooms will be up there, on the top floor." He pointed to where they were located.
"Wow!" Natsumi gasped with delight, pressing her face against the glass. "I'm so excited!"
Vincent chuckled. "She's never been to the Bahamas before."
"Neither have I." Taka said, looking out the window as well.
Akito smiled as he watched the pink haired woman. "Well, today you can do whatever you want, because we aren't going to start filming until tomorrow. So you can explore or relax. We also have a spa that's pretty popular, and anything you want to do is complimentary."
"Wow! Thanks, this is going to be so fun!" Natsumi beamed, looking over at Taka. "What do you want to do?"
"I'm getting a massage." The brunette stated with a nod and a smile. "I haven't had one in forever."
Vincent smirked. "How about a couple's massage?"
Natsumi blinked and looked back at her manager and then to Taka, the light bulb going off. Taka giggled. "Okay, that sounds nice."
Akito seemed to finally get it as well, because he looked shocked. "That's why you're never around when I call?" he asked, looking between the two. "Because you two have been frisking each other?"
Taka blushed. "Well…yes." She admitted.
"I wouldn't call it frisking." Vincent scoffed. "We're dating."
"Wait." Natsumi looked back once more. "What? For real?"
The other woman nodded. "He asked me out that day you came in for the meeting. And we've been seeing each other since then."
"No way…" Natsumi blinked. "That's awesome!"
Taka blushed, looking over at her boyfriend. "Yeah…" she said.
Akito just shrugged. "So long as it doesn't interfere with your work. This trip isn't entirely a vacation you know." He reminded everyone.
Natsumi pouted. "Oh come on, can't you at least pretend to be normal while we're here?"
"Yeah." Vincent rolled his eyes. "Why don't you try getting some sex, it'll make you feel loads better."
"Because I am here to work." The ebony haired man leaned back against his seat and crossed his arms.
"At least get a massage or something sir, you're going to get a hernia if you don't relax." Taka suggested.
Natsumi sighed, resting against the door and watching the things they passed until they were in the valet. She took out her sunglasses and put them on before the valet could open the door. "Welcome Mr. Uchiha!" he said, going wide eyed when Natsumi stepped out. "Oh my God! You're Natsumi!" he beamed.
The pink haired woman nodded. "I am indeed."
"Would you mind signing my record book?" he asked excitedly, flipping to a blank page in his valet tab.
"Sure." She shrugged, taking it as the others got out of the car. She handed it back to him and smiled before continuing towards the lobby.
Akito checked them all in, grabbing the room keys and handing them out. "All of the rooms are full-sized suites." He told them as they got in the elevators, the bellhops got their luggage. "Natsumi, you're in the VIP Suite." He said. "Which is comparable in luxury to the Presidential."
"Cool." She let out a tired breath, placing the key in her purse.
Vincent nudged Taka with a devious grin. "Want to check out the Jacuzzi bathtub in either suite?"
She returned his look. "We can just massage each other while enjoying the jets." She said.
"Sounds good to me." He smiled, taking her hand as the doors opened to their floor, which was just one below Akito and Natsumi's.
Left alone in the elevator, Akito sighed. "Those two…are probably going to be inseparable the entire trip." He said, looking over at the pink haired woman.
"Probably." She sighed, staring forward with her arms crossed.
His brow furrowed. "Is everything alright?" he asked.
"Yup." Natsumi said quickly as the doors opened to the floor. She walked out and headed towards the doors at the end of the hall. "Just tired."
The ebony haired man followed after her. "Natsumi, hold up." He said, getting her attention as he held out a room card to her. "Take this. It's a spare key to my room…just in case something happens…or you need me for anything." he explained.
He couldn't tell the look he was getting, since she still had her sunglasses on, but she took the card anyway. "Thanks."
"No problem." He put his hands in his pockets and began to head to the other end of the hall where his room was located. "Enjoy your day today. I'll have tomorrow's schedule sent to you before dinner." He said, glancing back at her when he reached his door.
"Okay." Natsumi frowned, turning and going to her own door before swiping the card. She glanced over at him, barely, but went inside before anything more could happen. She leaned against the door, pushing her sunglasses up and blowing some of her bangs from her face. She felt like a moron. Her happy aura had been quickly dampened in a mere ten minutes. She was glad Vincent had found himself a nice girlfriend and he really, really seemed to like Taka. But how fair was that? Like always, her resentment of being a musical talent surfaced.
Sure her life was glamorous, but she wanted the one thing she apparently could not have. Love. She wanted a romantic burst that her parents had gotten. Or the swooning her sister had gotten from her brother-in-law when he wooed her. Even her brother was married to his high school sweetheart, and her best friend. Natsumi let out a groan and pushed away from the door, not bothering to explore the amazing room. She went straight to the bedroom and fell onto the mattress, lying face down. She let out an angry yell into the fabric before she turned and stared at the ceiling. She had thought this was going to be fun, but Akito had clearly voiced his opinion on the fun factor, which was zero. How was she supposed to have a good time if she was stuck by herself?
With a resigned sigh, Natsumi got up and took a shower so she could spend the rest of the evening in her room, watching movies and ordering dinner in.