The God Virus

"Why is that? Why are you sad, Aizen?" Amara probed, feeling worried.

After gazing into those terrifyingly focused eyes for a while that seemed to see nothing but him, eyes which continued to remain at very close proximity to him, a palm abruptly covered her face, pushing it back.

"Stop bullshitting, you're drunk Amara." He said, still as expressionless as ever.

"Owah, nooo, I'm not drunk! I mean it, you should take a look at your own face!" Throwing a drunk tantrum, Amara insisted before suddenly jumping on to another subject entirely, "anyway, do you remember the first day we met?" Once again, in that apparently drunken state, she leaned closer and put her palm on his shoulder, awaiting his response while feeling lost in his casual gaze.

"Yes, I can't really forget it. You came over to me and said 'Hello, handsome…'." Virus responded, wanting to see where she was going with this.

Catching the first part of his response and misunderstanding them, Amara felt oddly jovial inside, nonetheless, she continued the conversation, "Ewww, I was so cringe back then! Hehehe, how could I just come over to a stranger and say 'Hello, handsome', damn! I must've lost my mind there!" 

"Heh, yes, you were cringey indeed!" Letting out a giggle, Virus confirmed.

"I was so entranced by you back then I no longer even knew what I was blabbering about," she continued. "Anyway, your reaction back then was probably the coldest response I've ever received in my entire life, I mean, a beauty approaches you and utters such cringe-worthy words and all you had to say was," making her face similar to Virus out of nowhere at this point, wearing an icy cold countenance, she went on, " 'what is it?', I mean come on!"

Chuckling a bit, taking a sip of his wine, Virus added, "Haha, Yes, I recall, and then you started introducing yourself by saying your family owned the famous Aston Martin car company, like that was supposed to impress me." 

Squinting at her, he continued. "You looked exactly like an arrogant young master back then, I mean you basically said 'Do you know who my father is?' only in a more innovative way."

Feeling extremely embarrassed, she rejected screamingly, "noooo! I so didn't mean it like that! I was just so desperate to impress you in any way I can that all I could remember about myself that 'always' impressed everyone else was only that, but clearly, it didn't work on you."

"Haha, that's what I call a generic arrogant young master, alright?"

Seeing his smiling expression, feeling content, she celebrated all of a sudden, "Yay! I made you laugh. Thank God…"

Pushing her forehead with his index finger, Virus grinned, "why wouldn't I laugh, you naughty girl? As I said, I'm not wearing an 'I'm really sad' type of expressionless face right now, okay? You're just being drunk."

That intimate gesture and smile, however, instantly froze Amara up, as she pondered stunned while realizing something important, 'I wonder since when this God of Ice has started warming up to me.'

On the other side, while staying in that close position to Amara, Virus was just musing to himself that her efforts of trying to change his mood were kind of cute when abruptly, a pair of lips sat on his.

Her passionate lips continued to cover his for around a dozen seconds as Virus' eyes remained open as he observed Amara's closed eyes without responding to her sensual lips. He could feel that Amara wanted to do even more passionate activities following the kiss.

Nonetheless, grabbing Amara's shoulders with each hand, pushing her away gently, he stated composedly, "come on Amara, you know we can't do this…"

Although expecting the rejection already, it didn't stop Amara's heart from aching in sorrow and misery. Outwardly, however, nothing but imperturbable tranquility displayed itself on her expression as she challenged, "Why not?"

"You know why…" after answering her this way, Virus noticed the questioning look still lingering in her flickering eyes. Therefore, he attached further, "well, because I don't have such feelings for you."

Afterward, silence remained in the room for what felt like a long time as none retracted their eyes from the other, until at last, a peal of laughter broke the equilibrium, "Pfft, hehehe, you're being a real dummy, you know that? Who says you have to have 'feelings' in order to do this?"

"…"

Facing more silence, unconsciously lowering her head in dejection, she solemnly proclaimed, "I know you don't… I really do… and I'm not expecting anything in return, I just want to help you relieve some of your stress tonight, so go on and use me… as I will be using you."

Listening to her permitting him to 'use' her, Virus' mind drifted back to the past. He recalled how he at first had agreed to go on a few dates with Amara because she wouldn't give up on pursuing and stalking him everywhere since she promised to give up after a couple of dates if he still didn't like her.

However, later on, he noticed detective Lock making an effort in order to get closer to Ella on purpose with bad intentions such as trying to dig up some dirt on him and later on even trying to kiss her and more, probably just to hurt him.

Furthermore, he was also aware how detective Lock was the main culprit behind the preposterous idea of him being behind the case of 'Ghost Theft' which the detective proposed to Amara's father who then passed it on to the criminal mobile phone CEOs.

With all these factors considered, Virus had determined that payback was inevitable and that karma was going to strike the detective. Therefore, he had finally made a resolution to 'use' Amara and bring about retribution on the annoying detective. That's also why he had actively sought to go on dinner with Amara and had even agreed to bring her with himself on the trip to Shanghai, all because of his grand plan for the detective that was yet to be conducted.