You were a member of CP-9. During the time that Kalifa, Blueno, Kaku, and Lucci were sent to Water 7 to retrieve the blue prints of the Ancient Weapon Pluto from Iceburg. You were to crush revolutionary members with the others and report in after that completed. Sometimes after crushing a bunch of them you reported in to Spandam. Sometimes it was better to give your report face to face to avoid the enemy overhearing. You hardly wanted that to happen that was why you reported such information to him in person.  Your skill was pretty incrediable. Power wise you weren't as great as Rob Lucci or some of them. But your strength still made you an asset to CP-9.

You walked over to his office and heard a loud shout. "Damnit! I spilled coffee all over myself!" The voice of the chief being heard. You had known him often to be a plus. He offered tripped, spilled coffee, and ended up getting hurt. It was a miracle he was alive with everything that had happened to him. This could be karma for his crimes. You did awful things given your occupation so you were hardly sinless yourself.

"Sir, I have come to give my report." You told him as you entered his office. The purple haired man still in pain from the hot coffee.

"Ah, very good {y/n}. So tell what you have to report." He asked with a grin on his face.

"Very well, sir." You responded as you begun to give your report on your findings and actions.

"Ah, I see. Very good. Good job as always." Spandam told you sounding pleased with your work. You knew he wouldn't be as pleased until the others returned with the blueprints for Pluto. But at least you managed to do good enough for now. You were disapointed to not have a role in acquiring the blue prints since that act was far more impressive. But you guessed maybe your skills weren't good enough.

"I will get going now. It was a pleasure seeing you again." You told him politely as younbegan to leave the room.

"Wait, a second. I didn't tell you to leave just yet." The lavender man exclaimed causing you to stop.

"What is it, sir?" You questioned wondering what he wanted.

"Yes...well...I wanted to ask you something." Spandam cough a light blush dusted his cheeks. You wondered exactly what he wanted to ask you.

"What is it you want to ask?" You asked as you were willing to answer whatever question he had.

"I was wondering...what do you think of me?" He asked the question surprising you. Should you offer your honest opinon or lie? Either way this was unprofessional and you had to put your actual feelings aside. You were a member of CP-9 so you couldn't afford to be unprofessional.

"Do you want me to be honest?" You retorted as you didn't really know how to approach the question.

"I would prefer you to. So yes." He answered.

"To be honest, I think you are ruthless. But I would say you are really weak and a klutz. I can't say if I would call you a good chief. But you do have some finer points as a chief  you understand how-" His expression showcasing a look of hurt at her words.

"I didn't mean what you think of me as a chief." He told you and you knew that he meant in a unprofessional sense. Did you have to tell him?

"Sir...I think you have your flaws. But I personally can not hate you. You are...how do I say this..." You trailed off unsure of how to say this.

"You can say what you truly feel. I won't tell anyone. You have my word. So what am I?" Spandam asked immediately interested.

Your cheeks reddened as you had been used to hiding your actual thoughts and feelings. Since it was unprofessional.

"You are kind of...cute." You managed to say only earning a massive blush from the chief of CP-9. You did think that his clumsiness was cute and that he looked kind of like a panda.

"What!? I mean, I guess I will take that as a compliment. I appreciate you being honest. I know what others think of me. I hardly am an idiot. But... "

"But?"

"But I think I wanted to hear what you thought is all."

"I see sir. Is that all?"

"You really are trying to leave. I didn't expect you to hate me that much. But that is of no matter." The lavender haired man clearly acting as if he didn't care.

"I don't hate you sir. I just figure I should be professional and end this conservation. It is unsightly of me to express my thoughts to you."

"For now you can forget professionalism. Consider that an order from your chief." He ordered leaving you surprised. Forget professionalism?

"But sir...I am not sure how I can."

"First off, we are alone. You may call me by name. Remember I told you to forget professionalism."

"Si...Spandam?" You tried using his name which was a bit awkward to use. Considering you never used it. You usually called him sir or chief.

"Ah, that is better. Now tell me how do you feel about me? I am asking if you see me as just your chief?" Spandam glanced away as you noticed that his cheeks were bright red.

"I think of you are more then my chief...si-spandam. I didn't want to say what my  feelings were. Those feelings are unprofessional considering my profession. I feel like I may have feelings for you."

His jaw dropped in shock as he fell back in his chair hitting his head against the wall and knocked out of his chair. He got up and walked over to you.

"You are serious?"

"Of course, I am." You retorted.

"Well, your feelings are requited then. Given our positions I ask you to keep this secret."

"Of course, I always intended on doing so."

Spandam drew closer to you as he stood in front of you. A blush on his cheeks. As he wrapped an arm around your waist and pressed his lips against yours. His lips were warm against yours. You kissed him back and tangled your fingers in his lavender locks. This was unprofessional and messy. But you enjoyed every second.

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This is before the Water 7 arc. I decided to go with this time. Although, maybe I would write one for CP-0 next. I think this one of the first or few Spandam oneshots on the internet. This took way too long. But I needed to finish this. I may make a Spandam lemon if I am feeling up it.