We sat in front of each other in a long lingering silence. Neither of us said anything, only waiting for our food to arrive. I didn’t know exactly what was happening that made Andy shut off this way but his sharp gaze never left mine. He watched every single damn of my moves and I felt uncomfortable under his view.

“Goddamn it, Andy! Why are you staring at me? You’re making me restless!”

He closed his eyes and threw out a big sigh. “You’re a big load of cheese fries you know that?”

Okay, we used that kind of metaphor when we are really angry with each other. I started it, when I was angry at him for messing with my hacking codes and I called him a bowl of sloppy sundae with cherry and pickles on top. It was so that we couldn’t hurt each other by words. But why was he angry at me?

“Why? What did I do?”

“You almost get yourself killed, that’s why!” he leaned over and whispered. “Agents don’t do that, Addie.”

“Well, I’m sorry I’m really new at this, but how could I possibly know that he was carrying a gun?”
“Just fucking assume that everybody has a gun, okay? Always, and I mean, always be prepared. Imagine if I wasn’t there tonight? I was THIS CLOSE to not coming there and go straight to your house instead.”

“But you came, and saved me.”

He sighed again and slumped his back on the diner’s chair. “What am I going to do with you, Addie?”

Just fucking love me already! Okay, tell me I did not just say that out loud.

“I mean, I worked my ass off to get you promoted.” He added.

Okay I didn’t, phew. Oh but wait.

“You – got me promoted? But why?”

He blinked softly at me. “Because you’re my best friend. You saved my life so many times. Hell, we save each other’s lives! And I saw the potential in you, Addie. You just have to work hard on your deduction skills.”

I nod my head in silence. I agreed with him. I have poor insights about how criminals would act and react, as I didn’t have much experience in that.

“Here’s your car keys, makes you easy to move anywhere. Have you made contact with the subject yet?”

I was reaching for the keys to my Mini Cooper but stopped halfway when I heard that question. My cheeks flushed remembering the incident this morning where Brian almost had his way towards me.

“I guess. Did you get the picture I sent for you to analyze?”

“Yes. And I came here because of that too.”

Andy dug out a file from his backpack and shoved it to me. I opened it and read.

Name: Moriarty Quall
Origin: Cericia, Netherlands
Physical description: 5’9’’, dark curly haired, bearded, light brown eyes, tanned skin, has a tattoo of Cericia kingdom logo on his back.
- the right hand man to the current king, Elrond Haner III for 13 years.
- has been reported as a devoted citizen and one of the king’s men.

“Devoted? Then why did he want to kill Brian?”
“Read on.”

- has been promised the throne if the king died and nobody would take his place.

“Oh, that’s why. But did the king sent him here?”

“I don’t think so. The king hasn’t even send out anyone just yet. He’s sick.”

“Uff, that sucks. Maybe we should tell Brian Sr and he could visit his father for the last time.”

“Yeah. You should talk to him about that.”

“Me?”

“Yeah you. You’re the only one he met from the HQ. He knows nothing about the other agents.”
I groaned but quickly shut away the file when the waitress came with our orders. As she laid down the food I saw Andy winked and smiled at her, and she giggled seductively. She went away after that, biting her lips while at it.

“Dude, you have a girlfriend!”

“Tanya? I broke up with her.”

“What? And you didn’t tell me?”

Andy laughed and reached for my fries instead of his own.

“What for?”

I blushed in pink. So that I could try and win you instead, you bastard!

“Anyways, try and talk to Brian Sr about this. He might wanna meet his dad before God forbid, he dies.”

I reached for some bacons in his plate. “I’ll see what I can do.”

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“Who are you working for?!”

Andy leaned over on the table with his beefy arms rested on its surface. The criminal glared at him, not saying anything. He’d been like that for almost an hour now. Me and Andy had no choice but to investigate him in this hotel room where Andy rented for one night just for this sake of interrogation.

“Let me try, Andy.” I cut in, pushing myself off the wall and cleared my throat before anything. Andy raised his eyebrows at me once, giving me permission.

“Listen, punk. I know you aimed for the throne. But you cannot be the one who really eager to sit on it.”

The criminal smirked at reverted his stare to me. His expression grew darker as he grinned, showing his sharp fanged teeth along the way. I wasn’t intimidated by it but he sure looked creepy.

“This good cop bad cop thing you’re pulling, doesn’t do shit on me.” He finally talked. I rolled my eyes and leaned back, crossing arms on my chest. This asshole is a fucking tool, if you ask me.

“Right, Andy. I’m out. Bring him to the HQ. Just fucking spill it out from him. Get it out of his throat if you have to.”

Andy chuckled at me and sneered at the guy. “You see that? You don’t wanna make her mad, dude.”

The guy glared at me as if he wanted to shoot some laser beams from his eyes. Jeez! I grabbed my jacket and walked out from there, hoping that Brian is still in a safe circle, though I only left him for a couple of hours.

As soon as I got into my car, I noticed that there was stack of papers on the passenger’s seat. I took and read it. It was somekind of schedule, with a skull and bat wing logo on it.

“Avenged Sevenfold : May – September 2011 Schedule.” I read aloud. Oh right, Brian’s band!

Goddamn it, they sure are busy motherfuckers, aren’t they? From top to bottom I find nothing but full schedule of their interviews, photoshoots, signing and the big part in all of this, is their touring. Thank fuck they won’t be touring anytime soon or I’ll be following them for God knows how long.

Andy had always been ahead of me, as a senior and my idol to look up to for something like this. He’d always been prepared. There was also a letter came along with this stack of papers. What else did he prepare for me that I didn’t know?

I opened the envelope and the first thing that fell from it was a tag. A laminated one, which spelled big across it; ALL ACCESS – SECURITY.

What? Now I have a job as their security? I quickly read the letter.

“Dear Miss Wayne..blah blah blah..application for security crew has been confirmed! What the hell? You need to report your duty at Warner Bros Studio at 12th May 2011, at 0600. Wow, army time? How the hell they pick their security, seriously?”

I’m mumbling to myself, in my car. When I should have gone home hours ago. Hopefully nobody will kill Brian tonight. I need to report on duty tomorrow morning and I needed a good night sleep.

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Brian threw his keys on top of the kitchen counter and grabbed a glass of water as Pinkly rustled in between his legs. He was tired as fuck, after spending a whole evening at his sister’s debut concert, they had radio interviews, only to come home at 4 in the morning. He had a few drinks with the guys and the radio DJ but he couldn’t seem to get drunk tonight. His mind buzzed with sinful images of a gorgeous next door neighbor that he wanted to get down with. He couldn’t concentrate his mind on picking up women now, his thoughts only averted to her.

Pinkly kept running in between legs, asking to be let out to the beach.

“Not now, Pink. I’m fucking tired. Wake me up when September ends will ya?”

He chuckled to himself, quoting a song title from Green Day as Pinkly barked once at him. He looked up to the front. From his kitchen window he saw a glimpse of a person running from afar towards his backyard. It was almost dawn, he couldn’t see well. When the person got closer he saw the familiar swaying black long hair tied up in high ponytail, with black sports bra and a tight yoga pants with red running shoes on her feet. His lips grew into a wide grin.

“Well, Pinkly. Today is your lucky day.”

Brian opened the backdoor and Pinkly went running and barking like crazy. He followed behind, chasing her, then he purposely bumped into the girl that lingered on his mind so much lately.

“Ouch!” Addie fell on her ass, her earphones yanked away, softly blaring the sounds of Avenged Sevenfold music through it.

“Oh, sorry! You’re okay?” Brian reached out a hand, hoping that this time, she would take it.

“Brian?”

“Addie? Sorry I didn’t see you there. We gotta stop meeting like this.”

“Like what?”

“You being underneath me.”

Addie rolled her eyes and got up by herself. He withdrew his hand in disappointment. Damn it, why can’t you just take my hand already?

“Why are you up so early?” he asked.

“Can’t sleep. Is this beach a private property of yours?”

Brian smirked cockily and crossed his arms on his chest. “As a matter of fact, yes it is. You shouldn’t be running here without my permission.”

Addie blinked rapidly at him. “I’m sorry. I won’t do it again.”

She turned around to get away but Brian caught her waist faster. He pulled her closer to his body and felt her soft breasts pressed against his broad chest. Damn, he started to feel ache already in his groin area.

“I was kidding, Addie. Use it as much as you want to. I don’t mind.”

What he really meant was, he wanted to see her in two piece bikinis, swimming in the ocean or maybe even goes skinny dipping. That’s a view he wanted to see. Addie pushed him softly until she was out from his embrace.

“Thanks. I guess.”

Brian tousled his hair in frustration. Just why was it so hard for this girl to fall into his arms like the others?

“It’s quite abnormal for someone to own a beach for himself.” She started after seeing him looking down to his feet. Brian looked up and saw her eyes glinting soft at him. Maybe she didn’t reject him fully. Maybe it really takes time to win her.

“Abnormal? Me and my friends always throw parties here. It’s better than indoor because you’ll never know what kind of shit could happen if you throw an indoor party.”

“So buying the beach, is a necessity?”

“Yep.”

Addie sneered at him and then they both watched as Pinkly ran alongside the small waves that crashed onto her feet, and barking at them randomly.

“That’s your dog?”

“My baby.”

Addie looked at him in disbelief.

“What?”

Addie shrugged. “Well, you seem like a rough guy, you know, like bikers, getting into fights kinda stuff but then when you call your dog as ‘your baby’, those images just shattered.”

Brian laughed hard and immediately found her funny. He felt vulnerable again, showing emotions freely whenever he was being beside her.

“They say don’t judge a book by its cover.”

“Yeah, they also say, who let the dogs out?”

He burst out laughing and Addie too laughed along with him. He settled himself on the sand and she hesitated to follow suit.

“I like you Addie. You’re funny. You just made my day.”

Addie finally decided to get to know him better so she landed her rear next to him. They watched as Pinkly dug the sand and played with it excitedly and soon the sun started to rise.

Coincidentally they both turned to each other as the sun shot its crimson ray and bathed them in light. He can see her face clearly and she can’t avoid from staring into his brown eyes. Brian leaned closer slowly, afraid that she might turn away and left him hanging again. When he saw that she made no move to fight, he tilted his head to the side until his lips finally landed on hers. He felt the insides of him churning with desire as he kissed her lips softly though her lips froze and trembled under his touch.

Slowly he licked the bottom of her lip and sucked gently, asking for permission to go deeper but she won’t allow it. Yet he didn’t give up. He landed his palm on her cheek and caressed her soft skin, begging for more.

“Addie.” He pulled away just to whisper.

His eyes swam deeply into hers asking for her co-operation in this roaming desire. Addie didn’t know what to think. Slowly she touched his hand which rested on her cheek and opened her mouth to speak, but Brian breached in quickly and worked his magic through. She let out a moan accidentally and Brian curved up a smile. His tongue ravished her mouth hungrily as lust built from within him.

His hand traveled down to her neck and rested there, drawing invisible circles on it but when he was about to go lower, Addie pushed him away from the long kiss. He stumbled, not expecting that at all.

“I should get going.” Addie rose to her feet and started running back to her house.

“Wait! Where are you going?!” he shouted and struggled to get up too.

“Away from you!” she yelled back.

He stunned in his steps, his mouth ajar in shock while his morning wood was yet left erected again.

Damn this girl!

Brian looked down at the spot where Addie had left and saw a white iPod laying across the sand. He picked it up and scrolled through the playlist.

“She’s…a fan of us?”

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Oh God, oh God, what the fuck is happening? Oh dear God. I just made out with a subject?! This is dangerous. This is fucking dangerous. If Chief knew about this I would be slayed in hell. You were warned so many times, Addie! Gosh, why are you so stupid?

Shit, my heart can’t stop beating fast ever since he bumped into me and that kiss - oh that kiss! It was fucking perfect and heavenly. I have never been kissed that way before. When his tongue invaded my mouth I heard explosion behind me and all I could see was stars. I wanted him to go further but I can’t! This can’t happen again. I won’t allow it!

Just fucking remember that you have a crush on someone else, Addie! On Andy! Just focus on Andy! I need to call Andy like, right now.

I didn’t realize that I bit my fingernails and paced around in the kitchen as I was waiting for Andy to pick up.

“Hello…?” he sounded sleepy.
“Andy! Sorry, did I wake you?”
“….yes Addie. What do you want?”
“It’s 5 already. Wake up and smell the coffee dude.”
I shouldn’t be really calling him dude if I want to seduce him, right?
“What the fuck is wrong with you Addie? Can’t you just let me sleep?”
“I’m – I’m – oh! I’m in trouble Andy! Help me!”
“What? What kind of trouble?”
Oh shit. Make up something Addie, make it up!
“I – well, why didn’t you tell me that you applied a security job for me?”
“…it suits you. You don’t have to fucking stalk him after this.”
“What do I have to do there Andy??”
“….for the love of God, Addie! Just do what you usually do. Kick some ass or something. Go and get ready! You have to report yourself at 0600! Hanging up! I’m going to sleep!”
“Andy! Wait!”
“…honey, who’s that..? Hmm? No it’s just Addie. Bye Addie. Go get ready!”

Damn it Andy! Can’t you spend a night without a girl next to you? You made me wanna give up! But I can’t give up on you, or I’ll fall deeper into the subject instead. God knows what kind of rock star he is. Probably just as womanizer as you.

I looked at the clock, it was 5.15 am. Damn it, security job.

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