I Owe My Soul to the Company Store but the CEO my heart pt3

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I Owe My Soul to the Company Store but the CEO my heart pt3

Your eyes are still heavy as they slide open, the girl that was under your arm is gone.

Well, such was to be expected.

You slide out of the living room futon, nearly flopping unto the floor before pulling yourself up.

Before the rest of your body can react, the top of your head is crying out in pain as a stern, cold voice starts talking.

“Are you always like this when you wake up?”

The woman sits on her haunches and holds a cup of coffee just in scent range of your nose. You lean against the couch, taking the mug in hand, the woman sits down- ah, right, Kei.

Kei…

Somehow your drowsy brain forgot one of, if not the most important person in your life. Luckily, she couldn’t hear these thoughts running through your head; in fact, she was busy formulating something of her own.

“So, uh, I was pretty,- well, emotional last night.” Kei’s small shoulders slouch in her pure white blouse, Kei seems to want to apologize for- what? You have to think of something fast, your now slightly-more-awake mind runs to one of the only options.

“Whoa whoa! No need to apologize! I like you Kei, I wanted to know if you had anything else going on this weekend or if I could take you out for breakfast!”

Kei freezes, mouth almost slipping open.

“I-I was- just about to ask that.” She says, still in shock. She folds her arms together, burying her hands in between her thighs, which are clad in black slacks.

“I look like a mess, don’t I?” Kei asks.

“You look great still.”

“Thank you I guess. Should we both get changed before heading out? I keep a spare suit in my car.”

“I don’t think so, would it matter even? You should show me how to swordfight today, we should be pretty wore out by the end of the day.”

Kei whips out her phone, scrolling through a few options.

“What if we just made it a sort of “sports” day date? I could teach you how to shoot, swordfight all in time today for dinner.”

“I can’t say I’m very active outside of work…”
Kei smirks.

“Well, if your girlfriend beats you, I get to choose our next date right?”

You fold your arms over your chest.

“SO NOW you decide to put things on the line eh? You’re on.”

Just the thought of competition puts a skip in Kei’s step.

“Protein shakes for breakfast, we’ve got work to do~” says a barely suppressed Kei who notices her bubbling excitement only after her remark.

“Achem.” Kei coughs.

“We should go to the office so I can grab some supplies. I keep most of the things I own under my desk.”

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Kei’s firearm collection is impressive given the amount of space she has to work with under and inside her desk. Initially, you have trouble hitting targets but pick up the pace and precision quite rapidly; it seems that your time gaming has paid off in some ways.

The other activities don’t go quite as well in your favor. As expected, you lose every swordfight with Kei. Even though you can tell you’re stronger than her, it means nearly nothing as she flicks your sword away with the point of hers. You both sit down exhausted in the end, panting like dogs but still grinning. Next up is racketball, where Kei’s nearly superhuman reflexes shine. You pick up on the game quickly, but not nearly enough to catch up to the well practiced girl. Either way, your bounty of physical stamina is still larger than Kei’s, who seems to already be dragging her heels.

“G- Good fight.” manages a ragged Kei

“You done yet?”

Kei sheepishly smiles, noticing how much of a better condition you’re in.

“I guess, ready for a celebratory dinner?”

“Why?”

“I won~”

“Sounds good to me.”

Kei wipes a few drops of water off her forehead as she emerges from the changing rooms with her shirt, exposing her finely toned abdomen. As soon as she notices how much attention you were paying, Kei averts her gaze, still smiling.

Kei seems out of place in such an ordinary shirt and jeans, yet you still find yourself yearning to hold the girl close. Kei pulls into the parking lot of a hole-in-the-wall burger joint, leading you by her hand inside. As soon as she clears the door, it’s business time. Kei leaves the counter with two glass bottles and baskets of fries in hand. She offers you one while taking a seat.

“Beer?”

You glance at the label.

“Do you take me for some kind of hipster? I’m not drinking something like that. Kei shrugs, popping the top off on the countertop and a long swig.

You take a pinch of french fries, glancing at your girlfriend.

“You know, all the hops in those hipster beers might be enough to make your *achem* chest bigger.”

Kei’s cool persona immediately breaks down.

“W-What!?!?”

“Yeah, seriously!” You continue to tease, Kei is quite vulnerable to this type of attack. Kei does a double take at her bottle and sets it down, pushing it away. Her eyes shoot down to her own chest.

“I don’t even particularly like having *this much*, I can’t imagine being like Compa or Vert.”

“Who?”

“I mean like all the downsides, you know, back and neck pains, being all- *ech* bouncy and flashy. Seems like a real waste.” Kei glances at you, seemingly searching for approval.

Her usual “all business” attitude returns, this time with a vengeance.

“I hope you don’t mean that you LIKE girls like that.” She harshly says.

At this time of day, the restaurant is empty besides you two.

With conviction, you continue.

“Of course not, I want a girl like my Kei~!”

Kei’s rapidly built barrier turns out to also be quite flimsy.

“WHA~?”

You snatch up Kei’s adorably small body in your arms, letting her mind run away for an answer.

“Better?”

Kei just nods, worming her way out of your grasp just in time for the arrival of the staff with your burgers. As soon as the waitress leaves, you find Kei under your arm again, quietly eating her meal. Your hand finds it’s own way to Kei’s soft head, massaging her scalp. You sit with her for a while after finishing the food, just happy to be together.

“Can I stay over again?” Your sweetheart asks as you get up to leave the establishment.

You can’t say no to that face. You hear a shutter sound and turn to Kei. Something went loose in Kei’s mind at that moment.

A guy falls out of the bushes, holding a camera with a press pass still tied to his neck. He makes it maybe two steps before Kei has him by the collar.

“IF. I. SEE. THIS. ANYWHERE. I WILL SUE YOU TO OBLIVION.” She barks through tightly closed teeth.

Kei doesn’t say a word until she’s driven almost halfway to your apartment.

“Up for another movie?”
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A devilish idea creeps into your mind, it shows on your face as you grin.

“Don’t you always dress the same? What if we spiced it up a bit?”

Kei rapidly retreats.

“W-What do you mean? I- I thought you didn’t mind th-”

“Well maybe a skirt…”

Kei immediately turns bright red.

“A-A skirt? Well, uh.” Kei thumbs her chin, making an effort to stall for time before she gives her verdict.

“I- Uh, for you maybe?” Kei admits with a blush.

“Absolutely no way if you mean to parade me around though.”

“So let’s get breakfast and go to a clothes store?”

For once, you can see fear in Kei’s usually piercing blue eyes.

“S-Sure.”

Breakfast with Kei is simple, as you would expect. You share a few smiles over toast, eggs and sausage with a healthy (or less so) serving of coffee. The closer you get to departing your apartment, the more tense the atmosphere becomes. Sure enough, Kei is subtly resisting your every attempt at choosing her an outfit.

Kei’s porcelain white skin is clammy as you hold a very business-like black skirt over her legs.

“M-Maybe we shouldn’t do this…” She nervously remarks.

“Then how about you help me so it’s over with?”

Kei grimaces, soon leaning over the display and flitting in and about the racks.

She returns with a very conservative outfit: a long skirt that would go to her knees, black nylon stockings, and a blue blouse. A navy blue tie with almost ethereal silver strands running through it hangs off her elbow.

A glimmer catches your eyes in a glass case.

On a bed of velvet, a silver hairclip with a single small sapphire sits, just begging to be put unto Kei’s sleek silver mane.

You ask a clerk to retrieve it, Kei nearly hides behind a rack of pants when he approaches, keys jingling.

Kei takes a deep breath as she stands outside of the changing rooms.

“No matter how I come out, you’ll like it right?”

“I would prefer you to be in the outfit we picked or maybe…”

Kei turns beet red and rushes into a stall.

Kei was serious about getting out of here, you’ve never heard of a woman getting dressed so quickly. The door squeaks open, a crack reveals the eye of Kei, peeking through for you.

“C-Come in.”

Kei’s breasts are again unbound, the hairclip holds her lavish bangs up and away, revealing her forehead and china-like skin which softens her entire face, lighting up her bashful expression. Without her knowledge you had swapped her skirt for a shorter one, much to her chagrin and the benefit of your eyes. The silky black skirt goes to her mid thigh.

“Y-You tricked me!” She nearly shouts, grabbing you at the collar but quickly losing her severe tone.

“S-So ho-how do I look?”

You take a step back, enjoying a second look at Kei’s toned, thin body which is now the most feminine you’ve ever seen.

“Well, given that I want to keep looking, I think you look fantastic~”

Kei pulls her body around your arm, leaving an unfamiliar feeling as her moderate chest forms around it.

“I-I don- Don’t.”

“What?”

Kei is shaking.

“Come on sweetie, just get up, look in the mirror.”

Kei glances aside, soon tucking into your body again.

Something calls her away from your side. She soon stands alone in front of the mirror. You watch as she turns, feeling the curves of her own body as if she didn’t recognize them. She turns to you with a hurricane of embarrassment and pride in her eyes.

“S-So, y-you want to-to keep looking?”

“Just a little~” You slyly say.

“I-I don’t know how much more of this I can handle…”

“I didn’t mean it that way~”

Kei’s eyes widen.

“W-what did you mean then?”

“Just look at yourself. You’re beautiful. I’d love to see you like this more often.”

Kei’s shoulders scrunch up. She closes her eyes and takes a deep breath. The signature Kei voice returns, as serious and businesslike as ever.

“There’s no way I can be seen like this. At most, I think we could-”

“You mean you don’t like being cute and feeling that rush when you see how perfect you look?”

Kei’s eyes soften.

“Well no- but…”

“How about this, we go choose a dress for you and accessories that are so far away from what you usually wear that no one will even recognize you?”

Kei’s being is fraught with uncertainty at this decision.

“I-”

You smile, and leave the changing room, holding the door open for a moment.

“Good luck~”

Even in her usual clothes, Kei is uncomfortable as she walks with you. She stops you with a tug on your sleeve.

“I-I’m serious. Please wait somewhere. I-I need to do this alone.”

“How about at the changing room? There’s a bench.”

‘S-Sure.”

Kei takes a deep breath as you leave her side and she puts a sharpness in her step as she ventures towards an entire section of the store that is dedicated to dresses. Time passes at a painstakingly slow pace as Kei disappears from your sight.

The woman that emerges from the changing room is- is Kei. As you should’ve expected, yet you can’t contain your own excitement.

Kei wears sandals and an airy white summer dress with faintly swirling leaf embroidery at the hem. She tucks a lock of silvery hair over an ear before stepping to you. You notice that she’s kept the silver barrette in her hair as she takes your hands in hers between the two of you. Without her usual shoes, it seems that Kei is even shorter and without even mentioning the visually decreased size of her body from the lack of her usual suit, Kei seems vulnerable as she tucks into your chest.

“Kei…”

She takes a step back.

“Y-You don’t like it?” She seems to be on the verge of a cold sweat.

“I love it. You know what we should do?”

“What?”

“Go to the park.”

Kei swallows, waiting for you to say something else.

“Maybe have a picnic once we start feeling hungry too?”

Kei can’t even speak, her whole expression is filled with the same twisted emotions of this whole venture.

“W-Why?!”

“Wouldn’t you want to feel the breeze on your skin? To lounge in the sun together on a blanket after having some sandwiches?”

Kei smiles.

“It sounds like you’ve given this more thought than I have~”

You match Kei’s smile.

“So let’s buy this stuff and get out of here~”

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The park was a glorious summer green, winding paved trails held all sorts of traffic, from cardio freaks to couples on strolls and children at play. Kei almost looks sunburnt already from her blush stricken face, pulling the brim of her almost floppy summer hat over her ears.

“I feel like I’m gonna die…” She mumbles.

“Come on, we’ll find a clearing away from everyone else. Just stick with me.”

Kei turns her eyes to the ground and latches onto your side, keeping your arm uncomfortably warm. The river-like paths lazily lead you around, Kei becomes more attentive and even perky as the crowds of the main path disappear. Eventually, you’re onto gravel and dirt trails where only “hardcore” runners and the few teenagers reside. Even the less than happy Kei gasps as you two round a corner to see a moderately sized lake reflecting the sky of this calm day. The water is a mirror, with only the occasional fish jumping to snatch up unlucky insects. There isn’t a soul in sight and you lay your backpack and blanket down to rest with your beloved. Kei lies down, folding her hands over her chest as she gazes at the occasional wispy cloud. A thin smile creeps onto her lips, eventually causing her to sit up. She sits on her knees, careful to not showcase the fact that she’s wearing light grey boxer briefs.

Kei gulps, at that very moment, a breeze starts up, tousling the ankle high grass of the shores around. She pulls close to you, bashfully smiling.

“Wanna try another kiss?”

“Don’t even have to-” Kei cuts you off, pushing herself onto you, even catching you off guard and knocking you over. Kei lets you up after stealing your lips for a few moments, or minutes- it becomes difficult to tell in the heat of the moment. Kei slips off of your chest, resting in the nook of your arm.

“When did you get so affectionate?”

Kei doesn’t speak, she just buries her face in your chest.

She sighs, sitting up again. The wind gusts, tossing her hat into your hands.

“I’d never imagined it would feel so good. I- I don’t even know any more. Just-just…”
Kei grits her teeth.

A sharp snapping emerges in her tone as she starts up again.

“Listen, I’m only going to admit this here. But. With you. I don’t- I don’t know if-”

You sit up, looking into Kei’s rumbling blue eyes. All you see in her tumultuous gaze is the pure chaos of a girl brutally in love. Her expression turns grievous in an instant, Kei pulls you into a hug just on the edge of strangling you to death.

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Across the lake, a young lady is stopping for a draught from her water bottle. The lady’s twin tails of raven black hair stand out in the beating heat of summer. She wipes her brow and continues along the shores, not thinking twice about the couple she’s approaching until…

The girl.

The girl is beautiful.

Even from this distance, her hair, her mannerisms… everything just speaks to the lady’s soul. Their embrace is genuine, maybe even an instance of- of true love? The lady continues running, the burning question in her heart: who is this girl? The running lady follows the trail into the trees again, soon to get closer to this mystery couple. Maybe she would even meet a celebrity today, the lady mused.

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You poke Kei’s silver barrette and slyly let your hand slip, caressing her pure cheek.

Both of your fingers are intertwined and Kei seems to be swaying in the wind, happy as could be. She leans into your hand and you soon find yourselves cuddling in the dying sunlight.

“I don’t want to leave your side…” Kei quietly confesses.

“What did I just hear~? You joke, poking her nose.

You hear running, both of you turn your heads at just the wrong moment. The following screech sends a few birds scattering throughout the forest.

“K-K-Kei!?!” The girl stutters.

Kei seems equally perturbed, the whites of her eyes easily visible.

“L-Lady Noire?!?”

Noire turns in a circle, dismissively waving.

“S-Surely I’m dreaming, something is wrong here… there was a beautiful woman over here...”

Kei grinds her teeth, but holds back. It’s your time to shine.

“Is something wrong?”

Noire strides towards you.

“Yeah, why are you with my business partner and Oracle? Furthermore, how the hell did some guy like this seduce you, Kei?”

Kei’s tone returns to her usual “business mode” with ease at the sight of Noire.

“If you want me to work for you, I will, but right now, I’m in the middle of something very important.”

Noire closes the gap immediately, throttling the both of you.

“WHAT DID YOU DO TO HER!? IS THIS AN IMPOSTER!?” Kei breaks Noire’s grasp with a delicate application of skill.

“No, this isn’t an imposter and I’ll still send all 1.2 terabytes of your cosplay photos to the official “I want Noire to be my wife” emailing lists, internet forums and game groups if you don’t knock this off right now.” Only Kei could make such a brutal threat sound so dry and effortless.

Such a threat puts Noire at Kei’s mercy with ease.

“Now, pretend you never saw us and go away. Enough people have harassed me about this already.” Kei folds her arms over her chest after dusting her hands off. As Noire mopes while staggering away, Kei leans into you.

“Where were we?” She asks rhetorically.

Her lips contact you could even take another breath. She soon pushes her forehead into yours to escape the kiss, shaking her head slowly.

“I love you- you-” Kei trails off.

“I love you too. It doesn’t have to be any more complicated than that.”

Kei chuckles softly before standing and walking to the water’s edge. She turns around, a beaming happiness that she so covetously hid only days ago.

“Thank you, so much. It’s been the craziest, scariest three days of my life. I’d never thought that I, Kei Jinguji, would ever do any of this with someone- someone like you.”

She pauses, looking down at the ground.

“If-If you want to keep dating… I’d love that more than anything in the world. All the money… it’s- I mean- compared to being with you...”

“Really?” You’ve soon took your place standing close to Kei, close to her weak, watery gaze. In that moment, you see that she’s learned from your tricks as her expression smugly hardens.

“Really, I want both. What’s the problem in having a family business worth several million credits?”

You shake your head, smiling. Damnit Kei.

The End (Unless I suddenly get more ideas)