Thanks to all who've read so far! I worked really hard on this chapter, there were so many different routes I wrote and then deleted. I'm very happy with this one, and I hope you enjoy it. Rated M starts about halfway through, if you do not like it I suggest discontinuing. The lyrics used were from the song "Irresistible" by Temposhark, I do not own any of their music/lyrics. -Hellsonlyrose

Paige's eyes sparkled as she clasped her hands together, admiring the multiple bags of brightly colored dust. "This is going to be sooooooo perfeeeect!" She sang as she flitted around the auditorium while inspecting the décor. Instead of Paige's usual bell-bottomed attire, she wore a plain white dress with long sleeves that extended just beyond her delicate black wrists. A black sash wrapped around her mid-section, tied off to the side in a neat bow. Her hair was collected into a messy high ponytail, though her colorful locks refused to be tamed and still frizzed out quite a bit. The walls had been fitted and draped with large black cloths to protect them from the inevitable onslaught of colorful mess to come. Manny and Robin were running around throwing streamers to contrast the black, having quite a bit of fun to the contrary of their usual gigs. "Harry, how is the music setup coming?" she called out, an unusual niceness to her voice.

A larger man adorned in a red sweatshirt, and blue jeans, responded into the mic. "Check, check…all well so far!" He grabbed a hair-tie off of his wrist, and used it to pull the multitude of long red dreadlocks out of his face. His expression was annoyed, but quickly warmed up when he proceeded to bury himself underneath a mess of wires and gadgetry that went along with his musical equipment.

Tony sauntered up to Paige from behind, clipboard in hand. "Everything is quickly coming together, Ms. Paige."

Paige gasped, and jumped at the sudden intrusion. "Good GRACES Tony don't startle me-" Her rant was cut short by her admiration of her assistant's choice of attire for the evening. In contrast to the blackness that made up for most of his usual outfit, his suit today was much lighter. A white tailcoat and button-up shirt, paired with his usual white gloves and a black bowtie. The paleness of his attire brought attention to his broad shoulders, dark hair, and deep blue skin. Paige's lips curved up into a smirk, as she spoke her thoughts aloud. "You look just like a blank canvas…"

Tony chuckled, assuming that was supposed to be a compliment. "As do you, in preparation for the festivities I'd imagine." For a moment, he imagined what her dress would look like as he squeezed the lifeblood out of the bubbly, young entrepreneur in front of him. Black, or red, it would matter not. He closed his eyes to hide his glint of lust, and decided on a compliment. "Your hair certainly looks nice this evening."

Paige smiled and reached up to play with her locks. "Thank you! I thought it would be easier to play around if it were out of the way a bit!" Her tone elevated quickly, and threatened to bubble into a squeal. "Of course, I'm also looking forward to adding more than just yellow into that dark head of hair you have!" She winked and skirted around, walking backwards and laughing childishly as she admired the room around her. "Oh, and Tony I know you've spoken to Harry over the phone the past few days to make arrangements, but I think it may be beneficial for you to speak in person before the show starts. He's just over there, underneath all that ridiculous technology." She pointed to the man in the stage across the gym, hardly visible behind the multitude of speakers and lights that were set up for the occasion.

Tony placed his pencil behind his ear, and clutched his clip-board. "Very well, Ms. Paige." Paige didn't take long to scurry away from him and dance around with the long, colorful streamers. When he reached the man, there were exactly ten minutes and thirty two seconds left before the doors were to be opened to the public. Everything was in order, Manny and Robin simply throwing more colorful décor around to pass the minutes. He walked a bit closer and stood behind Harry, who was underneath a table connecting some large grey wires. "Excuse me…"

"AH!" Harry yelled and jumped up, slamming his head into the hard table above him. He clutched his head in pain, squinting out to see who had startled him. "Ah jeez…" He crawled out from the snake-pit of wires and stood up, slouching slightly. "You must be Tony then. I'm Harry, we've spoken before on mobile." Harry stood just a few inches taller than Tony, and looked just a few years younger. He extended his hand to Tony, though didn't look exceptionally pleased to do so.

Tony graciously accepted, and gave a firm handshake. "It's good to finally meet you in person, Mr. Harry. Though I'm afraid we must keep introductions short, there is precious little time before we begin the festivities." He removed his pocket watch and clicked it open, showing the red-haired boy.

"Ahhh alright mate I get it. I just have a few more sound-checks to do and we should be good to go." Harry scratched his head and sighed, continuing to twist knobs and push buttons.

Tony cleared his throat, stepping closer to the boy. "Is there any way I can be of assistance? I am a man of music, and my tempo I assure you is quite precise." He had to raise his eyes to meet with the boy's, and was shown a light blush.

"Y-yeah sure mate. I could use some help syncing the mic volume to the music. You don't gotta sing or anything, but just make some noise into 'em… or something." Harry's red eyes moved to his soundboard, as he continued making adjustments. "Well, are you just going to stand next to me all night or what?"

Tony smirked and placed a hand on the hunched over boy's shoulder, squeezing hard. "Would you enjoy it if I did?"

Harry tried to jump away, but Tony's strong grip kept him exactly where he stood. "H-hey mate that hurts…" He could only crouch lower until Tony was towering over him, glaring down with his deep black eyes.

Tony smirked as he gave a final hard squeeze, drawing a yelp out of Harry. He released the boy, who fell to the floor and quickly crawled backwards to put distance between him and his offender.

"The hell, man?!" His cry was interrupted as a familiar voice became louder as it approached.

"TONY!" Paige stormed up onto the stage, her eyes ablaze with a fiery rage and fists clenched. "What the HELL are you doing?! Do you want this show to start late?"

Tony chuckled, and stepped towards her. "Of course not, Ms. Paige." He turned to Harry, and held out an extended arm. The boy was reluctant, until a glare from Paige stirred him to warily accept and stand up. "You see, we were just eager to begin the final testing of the stage equipment. Right, Mr. Harry?"

The words Mr. coming from this man were enough to send a shiver down Harry's spine. "Er, yeah s'right. I'm gonna keep on it…now…"He tried his best to keep his eyes on his work, and not meet the glances of either person standing in front of him. 'Workin with a bunch of downright nut jobs…jeez…'

Paige crossed her arms, unconvinced. "Tony, you do not mess with my employees. Not today. Not 5 MINUTES BEFORE THE SHOW!" Her anger made itself apparent both on her face, and the slight drippings of her hands and neck.

Tony raised his brow at her, and was going to make comment before he was blasted out by the ear piercing loudness of the speakers around him. He and Paige both covered their ears, and Paige stomped off the stage across the gym, screaming something back at him that he didn't quite hear. He looked across to the microphones and smiled, heading over. At first he gave them a light tap, and tried "Hello. Hello? This is a test of the sound equipment." He looked back towards Harry, who raised his palm into the air. 'More, more!' He seemed to be mouthing. Tony closed his eyes and listened to the familiar beat. He'd heard this before…how did it go again? His eyes flickered open as he smiled widely and began to sing.

"Feels like pistol's got you on tiptoe
Riding high with a loaded smile
Makes me laugh you are such a joker
Accept when you joke but you're cruel to be kind"

Paige stopped going over notes with Robin, and looked towards the stage. 'What the…'

"Love you best when you are savage and bitter
Give me more your kiss my favorite taboo, whoo-ooo"

The corners of her mouth quickly turned up into a smile, which quickly widened to show her teeth as the clapped her hands together. "Yessss!" She patted Manny excitedly on the shoulder to get his attention. "Look look look look look looook!"

Manny jumped at the touch and looked up to see the blue skinned man skirting the stage and singing, his eyes focused on them. "M-Ms. Paige, he's looking this w-way…"

"Love the way you treat me so badly
Get your thrill just to get at me
I'm no better, can't wait to tell ya
I got it on camera, lie low on me"

Paige squee'd excitedly, and wrapped her hands around Manny's neck. "Are you listening to this, did you know he could sing like that?!" She continued shaking him back and forth as the color drained from his face, and he chortled and choked to get a word in. Paige threw her young worker aside, and dashed off toward the stage without another word.

Robin ran towards his friend, and held his shoulders worriedly. "Manny? Manny are you okay?!" Manny didn't speak, but nodded. Robin sighed, and hugged him. "Why does she have to be like that? Especially when he's around, she's always on edge…"

Manny coughed and slowly pulled away from his friend, motioning to the doors. "It's…time."

Paige giggled and jumped up on the stage, nearly knocking over a few bags of powder on her way. "Tonyyyyyyyyyy! I had no idea you were so musical!"

Tony held a hand to his ear. Over the still blaring music, naught a word could be comprehended.

"I SAID, I HAD NO IDEA YOU WERE SO MUSICAL!" she yelled, though her efforts were fruitless. Guests had begun signing in with the two boys at the door, and admiring the plethora of colors soon to be spread across the gym. Paige yelled in exasperation, "GET DOWN HERE… NOW!" She pointed down at the floor; at least Tony could understand that.

Tony climbed down the stage to meet Paige's level. The lights were significantly dimmed, save for stage and blacklights lining the walls. The bags looks luminescent in the current environment, and Tony couldn't help but admire how the colors glowed across the dark walls." His thoughts were cut short as a blast of something red caught him off guard, and he was choking after breathing a good amount of it in.

"Ahahahahaha, you should see your face! Hey Tony, what's white, blue, and red all over?! Pffffffhahahahahaha" Paige yelled and doubled over in laughter, as some of the other guests slowly began joining in the festivities.

Tony turned away from her, and crossed his arms. "Ms. Paige, what a cheap shot. Although I can certainly appreciate a good surprise, I think-"

Again, he was cut short by an entire bucket of orange dust being dumped over his head. "Ehehehehehe…you were saying?" Paige clasped her hands innocently behind her back, and swayed back and forth to the music pulsating through the gymnasium.

Tony grinned and bent down, keeping a firm eye on the troublesome girl in front of him. He picked up a large handful of the blue powder, and launched it in Paige's direction. As expected, she dodged out of the way and began her demeaning banter on how he needed to improve his aim if he expected to best her. As she rambled on, he took his other hand from behind his back and hit her dead on with another colorful explosion of blue. Tony chuckled. "Why Ms. Paige, now we match!"

Paige wiped the blue from her eyes, and narrowed her brow. "You're gonna get it!" The crowds were thickening tremendously, and the two were no longer alone. Shots of color were coming from all directions now, no white being left uncolored as the music spun and the crowd danced and parted the aggressors. Paige frolicked, and threw color on everything that moved. She was having a grand time, though she did lose track of Tony for a good portion of the night.

Tony took a moment to eye his pocket watch. Only twenty minutes, and thirteen seconds to go. The crowds were beginning to thin, and the floor was now covered with a thick, gooey residue that could hardly be recognized as powder. He grimaced, looking down at his suit. He looked like a clown, and didn't like it. As he retreated to the side of the gym, a hardly recognizable face appeared beside him.

"Wooo look at you! You look great!" Paige's voice strained over the music, she had been exerting herself much more than Tony throughout the night. Her face gleamed with sweat and her hair was loose again; much more unkempt than usual.

Tony smiled and shook his head. "I'm glad you enjoyed yourself. Look around, this is certainly impressive." The gym was a mess. No… mess was an understatement. It was absolutely atrocious. Though they had the curtains up as a precaution, the cleanup of this place was going to take hours…

Paige crossed her arms, eyeing the last few people exiting the gym. "It is impressive, and you don't need to be such a party pooper about it! She pouted, though it was hard to feel bad for her when her face was every shade of blue, yellow, purple and red. "Tony you don't get it! Do you have any idea how much money we made tonight?! And all the new customers! It's incredible!" Paige's eyes lit up, and she threw her fist into Tony's arm with indiscernible force. "Act happier!"

Tony recoiled, and did his best to conceal that it had hurt…a lot. The pain made his blood boil, as he clenched his fists and bit down on his lip. As much as he'd love to cut the bubbly grin right off her face, there is a time for everything and it is not now. "Y-Yes of course. I'll be sure to run the numbers with Robin later, and ensure that Manny updates the clientele lists."

Paige puffed up her cheeks impatiently. "Yeah, you'd better."

"In any cause Ms. Paige, we need to get these files back to the office. I do not recommend handling them in our condition, so I took the liberty of also renting out the showers here. It'll also give us access to water for cleaning this…mess."

Paige rolled her eyes. "You talk too much Tony. Go shower or whatever, I'll be in later. I've gotta talk to these bozos."

After ordering her three underlings to clean the entire gym, much to their dismay, Paige peeked her head into the shower room. 'He must be finished by now, guys never take long in the shower…' She passed by the first set of lockers and was met with the sight of a very blue, muscular body. He was turned away from her, the soap suds turning different colors as he washed paint off of various parts of his body. Paige swallowed hard, as a pink blush danced across her painted face. A feeling rose in her stomach as she watched him lather and rub himself all over his shoulders, his chest, and… 'that is a lot of blue…' Paige's heart beat faster as she curiously approached closer, quietly, and hid behind the shower wall next to her employee. As she reached it, her shoe scuffed on the tile floor making an obvious noise. She pressed herself against the tile wall facing away from Tony and squeezed her eyes shut, holding her breath. She silently cursed every living thing in the universe, hoping and praying to any deity that would listen that she wasn't heard. After a few seconds of silence, she breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hello Ms. Paige." A deep voice spoke beside her.

"AHH!" Paige yelped, and tried to press herself further into the wall. Tony stood before her, smirking, and she had a full frontal view. "T-Tony go put some damn clothes on!" She turned away partially in embarrassment, but didn't trust him enough to let him out of her sights completely.

Tony took a step further towards her. "But you were the one spying on me, Ms. Paige. Were you not?"

Paige bit her lip, then went on the defense. "Well you could have pulled the curtains or something, how was I supposed to know to expect your blue ass in my face the second I walked in here?!"

Tony chuckled, and pulled the silver lever on the wall, starting the shower that they both inhabited. "We need to hurry and get clean, you know. We are on a schedule after all."

Paige shrieked, and jumped to get out of the sudden chilly liquid. She was blocked by an arm which barred exit, effectively trapping her underneath the frigid water. Colors ran through her hair, down her face, and soaked into the wet fabric of her white dress. She opened her eyes to see Tony staring mischievously at her chest, which she quickly used her arms to cover up. "W-What the hell are you staring at you freak?! How dare you!"

Tony grinned. "You aren't going to get clean wearing clothes in the shower. I suggest you undress promptly so we can move on with our night… Ms. Paige." He put emphasis on her name, slowly dragging it out with a sexy deep tone. He gave his signature slight bow which only made Paige further enraged at him.

"You cretin!" She lunged towards him, though in the confined space wasn't able to get much momentum going with her. Her punch merely slipped off his side, while he grabbed her wrist with one arm, and the bow to her dress in the other. The bow quickly gave way, and opened up the front of her dress like a robe. The thin material stuck to her body and was transparent as the water continued to flow over her.

Tony's breath hitched in his throat as he eyed her white breasts, with soft, perky pink nipples. Her ivory skin continued downwards towards her underwear, which were dressed in pink and blue frills. The heat in Tony's cheeks rose, as he continued to run his eyes over the beautiful creature in front of him.

"Earth to PERVERT!" Paige screamed as she wrapped her delicate fingers around her assailant's throat, and slammed his head into the shower wall hard enough to cause a crack.

Tony gasped for air as the wind was knocked out of him, and reached desperately for the shower wall handle to keep him off the floor.

"Just who are you Tony? Another pervert who likes pain? In that case…" She grabbed a handful of his wet, black hair, and pulled his face up so he could look into her deadly red eyes. "You should be a CUSTOMER, not an EMPLOYEE!"

Tony shook his fuzzy thoughts and shoved Paige back into the wall behind her. His head pounded when he stood up straight, but it only took one hand to wrap around Paige's frail throat and lift her tiny body up higher on the wall. "Is that so? I'm the one who embraces pain as a lust?" He wrapped his fingers in her rainbow locks, and yanked hard to the side, exposing her ear to his lips. "I don't think I'm the only one here who gets hot dancing so close to the sweet release of death."

Paige shivered, as she felt her skin begin to become a viscous consistency. She choked and struggled to breathe as her skin slowly dripped onto the hand which pinned her to the wall, though was not enough to make Tony loosen his grip. Fighting back with her hands and legs was equally futile, as Tony had a strong stance on the ground and wasn't about to go down.

Tony reached his other hand around and traced what he imagined were Paige's collarbones, though they were covered in a think layer of the black tar. His fingers traced downwards to her ivory colored breasts, and trailed over them softly.

Paige grabbed desperately at the hand holding her, thrashing and kicking wildly in an attempt to get some air. As luck would have it, her thrashing earned her a hard kick between Tony's legs. He yelled out in pain and anguish, and doubled over onto the ground, dropping Paige to the slippery floor with a 'thud'. Paige inhaled,choking and hacking as her lungs desperately tried to make up for the lack of oxygen. Thick, black gobs of her skin were left behind as she crawled slowly outside the shower room where Tony was still keeled over.

Tony grunted, and looked out with squinted eyes. He smiled, and began to laugh. Seeing her now, the look of fear and desperation on her face was almost too much as she coughed and hacked. Wincing with pain, Tony struggled to stand. "You aren't used…to someone besting you, are you Ms. Paige?" He took a step forward, and looked down on the pitiful creature cowering below him.

Paige still struggled to breathe, as she looked up into the eyes of a maniac. 'I don't want to die… I can't die here…' Tears formed in her eyes as she looked desperately for something to fight back with. Her body was exhausted from all the stupid, flitting around she had done all night. Her eyes widened as Tony knelt down in front of her, and placed his hands on her shoulders.

"Ms. Paige." His voice was soft, as he ran his hands up and down the soaked arms of her dress. "Why aren't you fighting back?" He cupped his hands over her soft white breasts, and rubbed his thumbs over her pink, girly nipples.

Paige gasped, and bit her lip. 'fight…back?' Her head was spinning in circles, as a throbbing sensation between her legs took over whatever thoughts of rebuttal she had.

Tony continued rubbing and pinching at Paige's chest, thoroughly enjoying the flush of red across her face. "See Ms. Paige, we match." He brought a finger across the streak of crimson on his face, and smiled as her turn her head away from him as if she thought she could hide. Tony chuckled and brought his mouth down to her neck, slowly tucking a wet tuft of hair behind her ear and running his finger around it slowly. He could feel Paige swallow and hold her breath, as he moved his lips over the black thickness of her neck.

His hot breath only made the sensation between Paige's legs intensify, and she quickly closed them to protect any shred of decency she would have left after this.

Tony's hand moved further down Paige's chest to her stomach, and fingered around the fabric of her lacy underwear. He began feeling a heat of his own, as Paige squeezed her eyes shut and fruitlessly used her hands to push Tony's away. He traced a line down the front of her panties, and stopped when he felt Paige jump.

Paige bit her lip and turned her face away, she knew very well it was cherry red and didn't want to give him the satisfaction that she was getting turned on. Her breathing became faster as Tony continued moving his finger up and down her panties, slowly rubbing two fingers across her most sensitive parts. She unintentionally let out a small moan as he found his way over her clitoris, and quickly moved her hand to cover her mouth.

Tony chuckled. "So, you are enjoying this?" When Paige refused to answer, he slowly pulled aside the wet fabric of her underwear. She was white underneath also, and very warm. He easily slid a finger inside her, causing a gasped moan out of Paige as she squirmed beneath him. "Look at me." Tony demanded.

Paige closed her eyes out of spite, and clamped her mouth shut to prevent any further demeaning squeals. Her lower area physically throbbed wanting him in deeper, and she prayed that he couldn't feel it.

"Hmm…if that's how you like to play it Ms. Paige." A wicked smile splayed across his face, and he pushed his finger in as far as it could go. Paige's whines were only motivation for him to continue, and he pulled out and pushed it in again, sliding his thumb over her clitoris as he did so. "My goodness you're wet Ms. Paige, and it isn't just from the shower…" He smirked and brought his face down to hers in a whisper, "It's because you like being controlled."

Paige let out a loud whine, as Tony sped up the motion his fingers and sucked down on Paige's nipple, feeling it stiffen between his teeth. The muscles between her legs tightened quickly, as they convulsed in ripples and she was brought to orgasm. Tony didn't slow down, only intensifying the situation as she wrapped her arms around the back of his neck, and moaned unabashedly.

Tony had to stifle a moan of his own as her breasts pressed up against his chest as she came, her desperation sounded so sweet; so despicable. He took a step back from the panting girl, and smirked. "I do hope that was enjoyable to you Ms. Paige. I am employed by you only to serve, after all."

Paige clenched her fists and prepared for rebuttal, then smiled as she saw her employees out of the corner of her eye. They stood at the entrance of the shower rooms, and Paige signaled to them holding up a single finger. Red held in his hands a pair of sewing shears, and he was shaking considerably. "Yes Tony, but the fun's not over is it?" She eyed his large erection lustfully, though anger was an emotion that had now overcome those feelings. "Close your eyes" she whispered sensually.

Tony chuckled, and did as he was told. He couldn't get the image of her beautiful ivory skin out of his mind, her adorable maniacal giggle when she was angry, and now… he heard a rattling, like something sliding across the floor and snapped open his eyes.

"TOO LATE!" Paige gripped the silver shears in her hand, and pierced them into his neck with a newfound passion.

Tony choked, his eyes wide, as red blood ran down and stained his blue skin. He coughed a considerable amount of blood, and looked up at Paige through teary eyes and a smile. "I'll see you…tomo…rrow"

Paige drove it in further and twisted it around, giggling as Tony's eyes rolled back and blood ran from his mouth.

"Dear God…" Robin cried quietly in the doorframe.

Harry covered the two boy's eyes from the gory scene laid out before them. 'I hope I've done the right thing…' Red backed away with the two boys, back into the gym, and told them to get back to cleaning. If Paige weren't the one providing them housing, they could easily split…

"See you tomorrow? What garbage!" Paige laughed out loud as she ripped the shears out of Tony's lifeless skin. "You died too freakin easily. It wasn't even that fun." She touched her fingers to his lips, as crimson flushed her face. 'S-Stupid Tony… Why does it feel so…empty. Her lips trembled as she gripped the scissors tighter, until her knuckles lightened. 'I look so stupid right now…' She walked around the side of the lockers, and stopped as her breath hitched in her throat. Two sets of clothing folded neatly next to each other: her favorite dress, and Tony's favorite suit. Laid on top of the suit, sat the same golden pocket watch Tony was always staring at, blabbing about what time it was, or they were late for another appointment… Paige shook the thoughts from her head and began to dress herself. 'That idiot, coming on to me so suddenly…' She patted out the bell of her dress, and looked over. She wasn't sure why, but she snatched the pocket watch and quickly stuffed it in the pocket of her dress. Without another look at Tony, she exited the bloodied shower room. Uncontrollable anger bubbled up inside of her, as the only noise she could hear was the hurried clatter of her own footsteps. "CLEAN THIS PLACE UP. NOW." She spoke through gritted teeth at Harry, who nodded to the younger ones to get back to their duties. Harry could have sworn he saw a tear running down his boss's face as she hurried away; then again, it could have been his imagination. He knew it was dangerous to think too much about someone like Paige, so he continued absent-mindedly cleaning the eerily quiet gymnasium without another word.