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"God, she is just horrible!" Said Akane. Kuroo got back into Tokyo this morning after making a trip to Saitama to help them complete one of their high school sports programs. He now found himself sitting at a table in the bar, talking with his coworkers.
"Come on guys. She can't be that bad," Kuroo states, attempting to defend someone he hasn't met before.
"You wouldn't know Kuroo. You've been gone for almost a month."
"But now that you're back, you will get to meet the new demon Vice President," his coworker Kai decided to input. Him and Akane took a shot of sake. Kuroo furrowed his brows and thought about what they'd said. Could she be as bad as they are describing?
"Well where did she come from? Do you guys know anything about her?" He asked.
"No! That's the thing. She is so cold and distant. Keeping her personal life to herself," Akane took another shot before Kuroo took the bottle, "we even asked her to come out with us for drinks, just to get to know her, and she was so rude!"
"What did she say?" He asked.
"She said no!"
Kuroo rolled his eyes. "No but seriously man," interjected Rei, "she has an ice block instead of a heart. She has already let go of 2 people. I heard she let go of one JUST because they brought her the wrong coffee. She doesn't even care how long you've been with the company or how many projects you bring in. She will drop the hatchet without blinking."
"So this is what's stressing you guys out? Just stay out of her way. Or do your job right."
"It's not that. You can never do anything right by her. She is picky and straight spined," Akane said, her words starting to slur.
"You've probably had too much to drink Akane," Kuroo said. She shrugged.
"You know what. I bet she hasn't had sex in a while," Rei stated, flagging down for another bottle of alcohol, "she probably needs to be dicked down and that will help her uptight attitude. I can help her with that." Kuroo scrunched his nose and threw him a disgusted look. He knew Rei was the type of guy that didn't believe in the equality of women's rights. He doesn't like that women get as much say as men and have the right to work in the same positions as men. Kuroo actually believes that Rei's problem with the new VP is that she is a woman. "Rei don't say crude things like that. There's a lady present," Kuroo looked at Akane, cheeks tinted pink from her buzz, "somewhere."
"Kuroo should do it!" said Kai. The others turned to him. "Why me?"
"You ooze charm and sexuality," Akane inputted, wiggling her brows.
"Yea. Plus you have this gift of getting people out of their shells," Kai said nodding, "and you're single."
"You guys are single too," Kuroo responded. He grabbed a napkin to clean up the small amount of his drink that spilled over the rim of his cup. Rei watched him without commenting anymore.
Akane blinked confused, "she's hot but I don't think she will want me."
"Akane, stop drinking," Kuroo demanded. He waved to the waiter for the check.
Kai put his hand on Kuroo's shoulder, "Come on Kuroo. Do it for us. Have sex with her, for us. You don't know how much easier our lives would be. Not just us three. Everyone at work."
Kuroo shook his head. "Guys, I haven't even met her. She probably won't like me as much as she doesn't like you guys. Don't get your hopes up."
"But you'll try?" They stared at him curiously.
"I'll see. What's her name by the way?"
"It's f/n l/n."
Hmmm. Sounds unique. Pretty.
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Kuroo walked into the large main office for the JVA Sports Promotion Division. Since he travels across Japan for better parts of the year, he doesn't have a regular office in this building. They keep a workspace cubicle for him along with the others that manage sports promotion in the prefectures of Tokyo.
About five stories up, the elevator opens to a main reception area where he nods politely to the receptionist before pushing through glass doors for their division.
Walking himself to his desk by the window, he put down his briefcase and turned on his computer. "Kuroo! Welcome back," says a coworker that's passing by. Although he doesn't remember what that person's name is, he bowed his head slightly in acknowledgement. "Hey Kuroo," says Akane as she brings him a file. "Ready for your meeting?"
He looked at his watch. Usually when he has to travel for work, they have him present a summary meeting to the CEO instead of doing daily management summaries like the others. Akane keeps his schedule as one of the office assistants so she reminds him of all his meetings, even when he is away. He usually has them call her and she pencils them in and sets up their appointments in his online calendar. "Yea," he said with a yawn, "I'm still a little jet lagged."
"Yeah, well I'm hungover. So join the club." He shakes the sleep off and gets up. He hates meeting with the old man CEO. He will insist they have a half hour conversation about politics and Kuroo wants to fall asleep before getting ten minutes into the conversation.
He walked in the conference room to set up. Laying out his papers, blue prints and charts. Closing his eyes, he pinched the bridge of his nose. The creak from the door opening cut right into his brain like a knife. He opened his eyes slightly and saw a quick flash of a skirt. Naturally assuming it was an office assistant, he closed his eyes again and asked, "Sweetheart, can you get me a cup of tea, please? Thank you."
"Excuse me," the woman answered, quite bothered. He opened his eyes fully. Sitting across from him was one of the most gorgeous women he had ever laid his eyes on. H/l, h/c hair. Bright e/c eyes. Soft looking s/c skin. He was caught without words. Which was unusual for him. She looked irked by his earlier request. "Oh I'm sorry. You must be the assistant to CEO Kenji. My name is Kuroo Tetsuro. I'm one of the company's top traveling sports promoters." He threw her his most infamous smiles.
She continued looking at him unamused. He cleared his throat. "Is Kenji running late?"
She shook her head no.
"Is he coming at all?"
She shook her head no.
"You're not an assistant are you?"
She tilted her head to one side and then shook her head no. He took a deep breath. He looked passed her shoulder out to the office floor. Everyone was staring in curiously. Some looked really nervous. God. Please tell me I am not in front of who I think I am in front of.
"Wild guess here. You're the new VP. Correct?"
A gorgeous smile crossed her face. He shivered slightly. She seems ice cold.
"Mr. Kuroo. Kenji will not be holding this meeting today. Since we haven't met, I will be sitting in on this meeting and evaluating your work." You waved your hand across the table. "Please. Begin."
Kuroo made it through his speaking portion of the meeting. Although he doesn't remember how since he couldn't keep his eyes off of your deliciously exposed neck. The buttons on your blouse stopped right above your breasts, leaving room for his eyes to travel. He wanted to nip at your collarbone and suck on your neck, creating a trail of marks down behind the blouse. Tetsuro focus. His body hasn't reacted to someone on its own like that since high school. "Well Kuroo. Your presentation was flawless. Organized and easy to understand." He smiled and bowed. You closed your notebook. "But. It is unnecessary."
He looked at you confused. "Uh. E-excuse me."
"You structure your timeline to give points based on weekly outcomes. I don't see why you cannot submit a weekly summary when you are traveling. Then we can cut out these hour long meetings when you arrive back here. That way you can jump right in and help manage the ongoing projects here, while checking in on your out of prefecture programs."
"I'm sorry. I don't follow. What would be the difference between me giving a monthly summary and a weekly one?"
"Well number one. We won't have to see each other to talk about your performance. I never meet with anyone else about their performance. Unless it's poor. Number two, we don't have to wait to input your data, so our accounts will balance better. And number three, we can cut out the company time you waste while traveling." You grabbed your notebook and stood. Running your hands down your skirt, "I think we can afford to add one more person to each travelers itinerary and cut their away time in half." Kuroo stood there slack jawed. He was still processing the information that you threw at him. "Well, if you have no questions for me. I will head back to my office. Please get back to work."
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Kuroo met up with Akane at lunch. "A little warning on my meeting with the devil would have been nice." Kai looked up. "You met her?"
"Yea. I had my monthly summary meeting with her instead of Kenji. Thanks Akane." She put her hand to her chest. "I didn't know. I told you that she does not tell anybody anything. So I didn't know her schedule."
"What was she like?" Asked Kai.
"Kind of a jerk. Big attitude. And she is changing my whole routine." Kuroo seethed. "But she is incredibly beautiful. That shouldn't be allowed. You can't be gorgeous and that wound."
"You should really be more aware of the people around you if you're going to insult them."
Kuroo jumped from the unexpected voice behind him. His face paled as he slowly turned to see you. Your arms were crossed, lifting your breasts slightly and you wore a very sour expression. "L/n," he laughed nervously, "I wasn't trying to insul-"
You walked away before he could finish. He turned back around and looked at Akane. "What!? I didn't see her."
The day finally ended for Kuroo. He could see the sun starting to set from his window. Gathering his things, he closed his briefcase and shut down his computer. Giving farewell nods to any straggling desk workers he passed.
Stopping short of the exit door, he saw you. Sitting at your large desk, typing away. You sat perfectly straight and typed incredibly fast, breaking away briefly to rub your neck. He watched as your hand ran down your neck before you pushed some strands of hair behind your ear. You rolled your shoulders and closed your eyes. Erotic scenes infiltrated his mind. Man I haven't had this problem in a while. She is just gorgeous.