Wassup miss me!!!

Okay, so after the 'His Heart' sub stories, I thought 'why not let MC be in the spotlight for a change?' Especially when it's you guys ;)

This was requested by Ishikawa_Miharu as "kbtbb anything"

Kissed by the Baddest Bidder what if the MC was the one who got an opposite/strange personality?

|Eisuke|

You stared up daringly into his eyes when he was using his cold voice to intimidate you. It usually worked, but not this time.

Eisuke felt a little guilty. Because he once said that you weren't one of those bold and sexy women. But it was long ago, he'd thought you forgot.

"I'm saying this one last time," you rested a finger against his chest, "I'm not going anywhere until you tell me where."

He had a way to make you go back to normal, but you're going nowhere no matter what he does.

"I thought you liked this.... You should be pretty used to it...." Slowly, you tugged off his tie and pushed his suit jacket off his back.

"Isn't it kinda tiring...to always be the one who takes the lead? Why don't I give it a try?" In an instant, two buttons on his shirt was unbuttoned. But you stopped there, just to see his reaction.

He was beyond surprised. You, who normally can't even kiss him without going pink in the face, is initially undressing him.

He stared right into your eyes, both of you matching the same degree of coldness in them.

"Heh." His signature smirk came back. Then, with one swift movement, he chucked you over his shoulder, sliding his hand down your back. "I'd like to see how you can do that."

He didn't see the corners of your lips curve up.

"...I'll show you right away...."

|Soryu|

"Sir! Help!" Three minutes after Ryosuke was watching over you, he screamed into Soryu's office, who sighed and followed out.

What trouble can [First name] possibly cause? Soryu clicked his tongue.

When he opened the door, his face paled watching you aiming a hand gun.

He knew for a fact that you have never even held a real gun before in your life. Just as he was about to call out to you...

*boom*

You shot the very middle of the target ten meters away.

"What the...."

You loaded the gun again, something you never even learned how to do. Ryosuke fainted.

Your [Eye colour] orbs were now calm and emotionless as you glanced back your shoulder at the noise. Raising the gun, you fired again and again, each of the shots hitting directly on the bulls-eye.

"[First name]." After about eight shots, Soryu finally called out to you.

As he tried taking a step closer, you positioned yourself and pointed your gun directly at him. Your eyes searched him, not seeming to remember.

"Who are you?" Your cold voice pierced his heart like a bullet itself. The room instantly dropped ten degrees.

"...I'm just kidding...." You dropped the gun down and looked away, though your voice remains monotone. Since when did you have such bad sense of humor...?

"Since when did you know how to shoot a gun?" Soryu walks up until he stood behind you. You fired again with perfect form and accuracy.

You gave him a weird look. It made Soryu question where exactly your memory stopped at.

"I didn't know why Inui was making such a big fuss. He almost pissed his pants." Your way of speech was way further than what he was used to.

You then picked up an AK-47 and loaded it. Soryu sweat dropped.

"This one's a good one...it's pretty heavy." You struggle with holding it up straight.

Soryu put an arm under yours before you could've dropped the rifle.

"Watch out." He says softly, holding up the gun under your arms.

He smiled when you blushed. No matter what, you were still you.

|Ota|

"Huh? [First name] why're you crying?" Ota kneeled down beside your shaking form. You sat in the middle of the couch, trembling while you shed tears.

"Why...Why can't Erika just leave me alone...." You breathed heavily and buried your face in your arms.

"Shh, [first name]." he hugs you gently, stroking your hair, "you're stronger than this. Don't mind them."

"But...." You spilled out a bunch of bad names that they have called you and how they even interfered with your work.

Finally, you drove him angry. He left the suite to go talk to Eisuke about it.

You made sure he was gone.

"That was easy...." You murmured under your breath. You stood up and wiped away the tears. Fake tears.

The opposite you was a natural born actress.

You cleared your throat and picked up a phone and called the manager.

"Hello?"

Your voice sounded frighteningly just like Erika's as you explained to the manager on every full angle and perfect emotions on her confessing that she had purposely reaped some sewing on pillow cases to make more work for you.

"I see.... Well I'm glad you're honest. But this cannot go undetected. I will talk about this tomorrow during the meeting. Is that alright with you?"

"Yes, of course. Thank you."

You ended the phone call with one last weep. Then grinned victoriously.

"Koro...you're being a bad girl aren't you?"

You jumped a little at Ota's ghostly voice but you maintained your composure.

"A pet always learn from their master, no?" you say playfully. Sadly he didn't buy it.

"Tsk, tsk." He lifted up your chin, "punishments are required for disobedient pets."

You only matched his smirk and stuck your tongue out at him.

"Try to tame me then."

|Baba|

"Now do you understand?"

You had just gave Ota a lecture on his behavior of "disrespecting seniors". You were a year his senior, after all.

"Y-Yes, ma'am." The poor guy was completely startled by your actions and way of speech.

Your hair was tied up into a bun even though you were off work, your [eye color] eyes glared down at most of the things you saw.

"Why is [First name] acting like a bossier version of Eisuke?" Ota whispers to Baba, who was watching you worriedly.

"I reckon she's hit her head." Mamoru threw into the conversation from his corner.

"I'll hit your head." As if you could hear anything within five miles, you glared back from your shoulder.

"Now [First name].... Whoa!" Not being able to watch further, Baba stood up and approached you. Which you reacted in pulling him into your shared suite by his silver tie.

"Good luck." Ota mumbles behind him.

"Please don't hurt me, [First name]." Baba says in a half-jokingly manner, to test out the water.

"Why would I do that? After all, I love you." You tilt you head upwards and gave him a peck on the lips.

He stares at you for ten seconds straight, before coming to a conclusion, "Ohhh, are you being a tsundere?"

"I am not a tsundere." You reject firmly. Then turn around to hide your flustered face.

Baba watched and see you walking directly to the direction of the bedroom.

Knowing what you hinted, he followed with a meaningful smile.

|Mamoru|

You were dangling upside-down on the bed, too lazy to even pull yourself up onto the mattress.

"What're you doing?" Mamoru asks you soon as he saw your hair flying everywhere and the bedsheets a mess.

"Being bored." You muttered.

"Since when were you so unproductive?"

"Since forever." You closed your eyes, attempting to sleep in just that position.

"Get up, [first name], it's eleven o'clock."

"Fine...." You whined.

~~

You bite your lip as you stand there, examining the mess in the kitchen you made.

It was strange. When you opened the bottom cabinet to the flour, and reached up to get the measuring cup, the flour bag had somehow tipped over and got all over the tiled floor. When you went to get a towel, you hand had bumped into the sink, and it was on sprinkler mode, making water splash everywhere in the kitchen. And water plus flour is not pretty. When you tried to walk over the wet flour, you had somehow tripped on the muddish flour mix and slipped. You tried grabbing the counter but it only made a tray of glass fly across the room and hit the toaster, making the toast inside pop out. One landing in the sink and the other knocking onto a small compost bin for waste food. And you forgot to put it back into the end cabinets after cracking two eggs. The compost bin is now head-down on the floor and the plastic bowl tipped over as well, leaving egg yolk on the ground.

This is a whole new level of clumsy.

Not a single inch of the kitchen ground now was spotless.

"That's bizarre." Soryu commented after you gave a slow explanation.

"What happened? You're usually the best chef here, [first name]." Ota says in surprise.

It wasn't just in the kitchen.

"...Sorry." You said guiltily. You had somehow tipped open the sprinkler in the hotel room you were cleaning with Sakiko, resulting in the entire newly-cleaned bathroom covered in water drops.

"It's okay." Sakiko says, but her voice sounded slightly troubled, "why don't you take today off? You seemed out of it all day."

"True." It was your first time messing up big at your job.

You swear you could've fell asleep at how slowly the elevator advances to the penthouses.

You were prepared to clean the mess you've left in the kitchen, until you arrived and saw that it was simply spotlessly clean.

You scanned the room, impressed. Then saw Mamoru, asleep in a chair, a broom in his hand.

"You cleaned it?" You thought about the many times you've cleaned up his mess and how he didn't even complain this time to clean up yours.

"Thank you. You did great." You softly kissed him on his cheek.

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Lol, I am always so smooth in fanfics but not so much in real life.

November 5, 2015

Happy November~~~

To those who care:

Imma be 15 in TWO MONTHS OOO__OOO wut do I do

I'm probably the only kid in the world who wants to grow up slower.

I searched up 'trypophobia', and now I really regret it.

Thanks for reading!

--Lily