INS. MAZAWA'S

August 2013.

Although he still could not help feeling fearful. I saw sitting in place as one by one the candidates fell into a distant double doors.

He not kept track of the times when a young brown hair; and eyes the same color and small, as well as bright, had come and gone in a second shooting and did not put his impeccable sack.

Chord candidates were retreating, accompanied by two burly men with the legend "Sekyuriti" armchairs in the waiting room emptied and small eyes and he was leading towards the sisters doors. He stepped back before opening them and indicate with a gesture of his hand who enters the office, the leader of mailers number one in Japan; Mazawa`s.

Things happened one step behind the other. The inability shown with flowing words to express your goal for the labor and thought about the companies and their experience was based. Without much effort she angered her future boss.

A man who was twenty years old and sat behind his desk.

Clenching his hands a suitcase brown leather, his eyes looked to all the places, sought a revelation that gave way to an idea out of the hole that it dug once again their ability was nil and the delayed response to questions They are falling heavily on his brain that fierce look, erupted like a volcano at its peak.

- Genda bellowed suddenly, causing a jump to give reality and the place where he stood like a statue!.

She saw him raise his index long male finger and an intercom as he gathered his hands together, those piercing eyes cafes and decided to assassinate him.

Definitely wanted the earth to swallow him right there bothered him his austere look and seemed hungry to pounce on the to liquidate or may already have died between his paws, trying then to suffer a new death wolf, his spirit out the next. If really these could die.

Could they ...?

The so-called Genda did not take long time to show up, the same young man with small eyes that opened the door to his grave. And while playing with his fingers as a child, he landed beside her.

-Mazawa-sama said, followed by a bow. Was your impression or was more or as scared as - What is offered asked after raising her head, her hair brown hair fell sideways instead?.

- Who is this squalid !?

Oh yes, definitely I am dying! He had only a few minutes of life.

However What did you expect? When disseminate did not want a secretary, but a secretary. Meet someone of his ilk, equal to itself in every way, someone like; Mazawa Itachi.

The brand ... or knew of mouth and discarded applicants, the "embittered old" and leader of the company. A man of forty; with black hair carefully combed back, a few rebels white locks falling on his face enarcado plus a thin beard that was born on top of his mouth and ended on his chin.

And those piercing brown eyes with dark crimson hue particular. They inconvenienced him all imaginable and unimaginable way.

Most importantly what time he'd glimpsed in such detail?

Who was that? -Uboshita Takato-Genda's attempt to make the presentation was unsuccessful. Scrawny and pale boy. Small body, which barely exceeded the sixty meter. A messy blond hair covering her green eyes behind an old model of broken glasses in the center.

'Sometimes funny Genda result, the main point by which considers not fire. Jumping on one leg as the famous jester company. -Stipulated he adorned with a grin, his voice rumbling for a while in his being. Nor his father had such a commanding tone. Far from that height and size, he could see when he stood and picked up the phone on his desk. I'll call security.

Takato hard drink. It must gain the courage to speak, exposed. Nothing would serve to keep quiet. -S-Sorry Itachi-sama-Itachi turned to look at him sternly, the phone balanced on his right hand.

Tsk ... Did you permission to call me so familiarly, for you'm Mazawa-sama! Quickly dial a number. - Genda, try not to play me poor fools jokes that you find out there and get serious to elect the candidate test for my secretary!

For the first time in its existence, Takato not cry as you would in a bind, however exalted flame was lit inside. Off a blaze that remained and needed to flame the right person to initiate the ignition source.

He raised his head and decided it was his turn to start to shout with authority: - It's completely true what they say "you", a cynical "bitter old man" - and snorted angrily satisfied!. It clenched his hands and the body is entirely rigid turned his back, way to the door.

He would go and send everything to hell. But I fail to touch the doorknob when a hand, which seemed excessively large at that moment, stopped his shoulder.

Genda blanched. -D-Do not do anything Mazawa-sama, arrive soon take charge of security and escort him outside the building.

Go and sit-command instead Mazawa to Takato. Leaving him flabbergasted. If you still want the job-he began, his voice was light-secretary. –I Finish.

He looked still in place, blinking in astonishment and, as before, the delay in responding I cause him angry and he threw himself into a nearby couch. Then cancel your order for security, giving foot to open his mouth and speak.

II do not understand ... 'was all he said.

- You need guts to shout what they all say behind my back He sat in his chair, taking a cigar from a drawer!. -More than enough argument to consider yourself and hire you to the test. -Takato shaking with nerves and gradually, his face reddened. Consider yourself lucky if you are able to keep my pace of work ... will sign a contract as an official worker, which means you'll be here permanently.

I'm sure that will make your life miserable, I should not bring it first, early could tell it was the least skilled of all-Genda was also gripped by nerves and while wandering in his thoughts he lamented.

'As you Genda, give him my agendas and show your workplace. His cigar was already on.

As you say Mazawa-sama-Takato was taken by Genda arm, forced to bow to the old I insult; although it had been the product of a strange impulse that I dominate him, pretending not to see him were to return to.

- First thing tomorrow I want you here, do not forget -Genda dead stop, the door was already openly Now get the hell out -giving his last order, turned in his chair backed by showing them!.

Takato shot out like lightning as his new co-worker closed the door ... leaving them safe for the moment.

A few meters from the door two desks that faced each other and there he was guided by the chestnut were located. He placed himself behind where there was a laptop, pen, several folders and a portfolio, with the sack she had taken earlier on the back of his chair.

I saw a couple of drawers open and begin to take a few and fat agendas, except for the last which seemed rather recent.

-Your desktop will be empty, although it is obvious how are you to try and try to keep you company as long as possible. I'll be your neighbor across the street and if there is anything you do not understand the agenda, I'll help. Sometimes it can be very complicated Mazawa-sama, but if your brains do not end up scattered on the carpet of his office the first day, I am assuming that achieved it keep pace, you'll live up to what you are looking for a secretary in your if a secretary. -Genda take a breath.

-T-Thank you ... although I find it unpleasant from the brain-avowed. The stunning eliminating his boss was going slowly.

-Yes, you're right-smiled. I admit it was stupid, but I really have the guts to tell him what you said; Let's say your brains will be safe for now and I suppose you want to know what everyone forward question.

-Um ... Why a secretary?

- Just white! Mazawa-sama does not seem quite agree with the feminine side and in his opinion, all secretaries so far all they knew were arranged full-time, I'm afraid to be in favor ... mentioning that the minority was not guilty of these charges. Has too many contacts so had only to order me make some calls, some quotes on your behalf and disseminate only accept men as assistants.

Takato wondered what was then the real work of Genda.

And as observe were the only one that was not driven by muscular men surely Security and round in your mind that I do here. You will see ... for something that happened two years ago remain indebted to Mazawa-sama-the depressing aura did not wait-and can not be indebted to him, so here you see me ... making parcels a simple cadet, not my be strong secretary so he tries not to use me for that.

I stack a couple of folders and handed in hand.

'As for the real reason for wanting a secretary, the more you pick on women, I heard that the real reason is under your desk ... spends a favorable month here and maybe our boss will reveal it-I winked.

- Under your desk-his skin had turned paler than he was already head and spinning, analyzing everything without breaks, Genda informed him. - Maybe a dead He came suddenly. What else could it be? It concealed.

Hey, guess or craziest I had thought. But if the dead would be meaningless, he had a foul smell and the police would be planted in the building. Well, I have not even presented, I am Genda Kano and take care of you-followed it, I put on the agendas folders. -The above is recent, it will be the most important thing you should learn tonight. And before I forget-he set a card to his jacket pocket, which was a dull gray-can come and go without problems with this credential Ganbare Takato-kun!

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Takato came from a family of middle-class and undecided about what course would take his working life, he decided to follow the footsteps of his mother was a secretary.

He never before had it clear what he really wanted and with the passage of time was what turned her goal. He even depressed, because I thought no one would want a secretary and if a secretary; of those who will walk a short skirt in front of his boss, showing her legs.

And since a few months and with the help of their parents, until she could stay, he rented a small, cozy apartment in Tokyo two hours Mazawa`s companies.

But for his parents who lived inside the city, he was all alone in his apartment. It was true that since she had lived with her boyfriend moved; Ekiguchi Fuyuki.

A young man two years younger, whom he had known in his senior year in high school. It was sad that he cheated on his face and gave in to his excuses, which according to Takato Fuyuki declared guilty because she refused to have sex. And the scene was repeated every day, before and after coming to seek work.

I knew that by opening the door would not be greeted with a kiss or a hug, which would delay, there certainly and perhaps having passed the test in a month, would be the official secretary of the leader of "Mazawa`s"

I took a deep breath and put the key in the lock, smiled when his ears moaning sound came not from a stranger who enjoyed under the body of her boyfriend every night. Which seemed strange.

It could stand to be satisfied just to deceive and not force, in its spinelessness accept that happen outside the home they shared, nothing was to happen there.

- Fuyuki called, having just place your suitcase on the rack and leaving on a table folders and schedule`s!. The lights were off, so he was quick to light them. - I'm at home -way steps, the kitchen was near, Fuyuki was not there and to be honest, I was afraid to go straight to the room!. So it was then encouraged to see the bathroom.

Finally arriving at the room, he opened slowly, stop hoping and assuming that if he was asleep, the slightest noise would wake him, was then opened his eyes to the surprise and then furrowed his brow underdog.

Fuyuki slept embraced another man. Both in bed and lay naked. -! F-Fuyuki-the chest was pressed.

When illuminating the place, the stranger hugging her boyfriend woke up, muttering to turn off the lights, immediately after and focused his amazement at him. He shook Fuyuki something annoying awoke to see standing at the door, hurt and with blond face darkened, his lips trembling and a tear under to get lost inside his shirt.

-T-Takato ... What are you doing here !?

- You ask me that, I should ask you doing here, I hate to deceive me but I said you do out here many times and always happy with your words, as previously in the company, called off in! inside was about to go on, just soothed with whatever crossed his mind. Run and lock herself in the bathroom.

Fuyuki ordered his lover who then go off behind him, begging him to open the door, knocking ultimately with his fists and nothing worked, much less when the last resort was kicking.

Go away and leave me alone-listening after a while with a congested voice-need to think.

Takato Let my love open the door-by now her sweet voice, Takato knew it was a hoax but that did not stop relent and remove the latch.

She wiped her tears and left the bathroom.

-Your know this has a solution and get carried away-she smiled coyly-it's your fault Do you have any idea how frustrated I am? My thing with them is sex without love, understand? -Takato said nothing and left to do, being taken by the hand and led into the room.

He sat on the bed and went to the same speech always-get carried away and everything would end soon-I knelt in front of him while he removed his glasses, grabbed her face and kissed her.

... If we do this you anymore ... Will you do that with anyone else?

-It is a promise.

- Promise? How many times have you said the same thing?

Today is a different occasion, I will pay once and forever. And automatically without asking permission, his hands went to the buttons of his shirt, undoing them gradually.

Past experience made him this time not to trust their lies.

-S-stop...

-Do not be afraid…

-N-I'm not afraid, stop ... breathed deep and took strength from somewhere, and to take away his hands. - I told you ... stop! It is more important?! Love your frustration you said having me !?

- What's with that attitude? Come on, do not have to resist, everything will be fine-Fuyuki exasperated and without wanting to go back as he was accustomed, he stood up and laid him on the bed, pinning him against this with his body.

Takato fidgeted restlessly and no chance of escape, a chill ran through him when his tongue outlined his neck Fuyuki and unlike previous times it seemed unpleasant.

Getting an opportunity to push him away, his wrists were doubled, her lips forced a kiss, his mouth to the intrusion of a language every time it seemed more disgusting.

P-Please do not follow Fuyuki ... ah ... -Fuyuki smiled. Takato instead wanted to cover her mouth and the sound does not come out, had been unintentional and was not linked to what he felt his heart at that time.

If you're enjoying it as much as you want me to stop and even seen-both they looked toward the erection of the child. Takato completely terrified of what would later made good zone of your new opportunity without thinking twice, his knee was tipped over the crotch of her own boyfriend. Which led him to back down and writhe in pain.

-S-Sorry, I did not mean ... you were going to .... you're not and I just ...

- Shut up! Pursed lips, sore, rejecting Takato wanted to help and laboriously dressed. Her blond boyfriend said he loved watching him from the bed to the expectation when he did not think more cruel than estamparle his fist in the face. The last thing I heard was the slam that gave leave the department.

His trembling hands touched the place was swollen cheekbone hurt him terribly and could not do more than mourn, she not even cared to put ice, addressed.

He wanted to download, so it would look miserable. With bated breath he launched all that stand in his way to the bathroom, where I finally knelt in front of the toilet to vomit ... it was time to think that he might hold his life from now on, as the Secretary-proof Mazawa Itachi.

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- What happened to you in the face -the next morning, Genda had not taken a long time to take it from her chin to stop and observe his notorious bruise?. Plans to sit at your desk and avoid the subject had been altered. - I bet they wanted to steal, there is a certain group in the area that usually do that when they see new characters! Assail as a welcome and hit so do not resist!

'It was not a robbery. Said a voice.

Choking back tears threatening to leave. As he took his stuff and kept on his desk, he had the feeling he was still in high school and at any time the ugly appear grumpy teacher and biting.

It was then that Mazawa was present at the opening of the elevator doors beside the desk of Genda. It might seem grumpy, for his mood was read this morning ... but if analyzed carefully, was not at all ugly, thought that made him blush.

Before I could realize, Genda took his arm to stand up and had his hand firmly resting on the middle of her back, standing up down to the usual reverence.

Good morning Mazawa-sama-they said at the same time, something inside successful and well Takato told not to expect a greeting.

Saw their black shoes shined against both walking and regain a standing posture, double ended doors closed.

Do not forget it, you should always ... But the guys eyes could not continue, Takato just finished sitting to his desk intercom came on. Mazawa ordering him to appear Ya! At his office.

-I-Immediately replied, standing up as if it were a soldier, Genda giggled and then saw him miss inside.

My first glimpse was inside his fearsome leader, giving see the back of his chair and having noticed his presence twist. Staring at him with a smile that faded.

What had I done wrong?

It would have given her silence or a hesitant "Next", prompting her to get up from his chair and walked toward him. Bothering with the proximity to the point of leaning backwards off balance.

It would fall, kiss the ground but for a quick reflection of Mazawa that pulled him from his arm squeezing not release it and causing it to crash into his chest ... it was hard and not avoid support their small and weak hands on him. Instead, the biggest grabbed his chin making him face to one side, fixing his attention on the ugly mark that had left punch.

- How did you get that blond-the unruly fringe that was over their eyes prevented them give a direct gaze?. As if there was a curtain in between.

Itachi take action on the matter and removed all the hair that was taking Takato was a shock ... and those beautiful green eyes without glasses that covered surely would return more intense and sincere look. What happened to the scrawny, so that will not only adorn an ugly blow, but a red-hot in your eyes? Product crying all night.

-A robbery, they robbed me leaving here yesterday. He apologized the blond, averting his face grip, hiding his eyes to the world again. And apparently convinced Mazawa back into place.

We'll go to business. I will start giving indications of my day.

Interlace your hands together, yet kept watch. Takato opened the new agenda in his pocket of his jacket and wield a pen.

Even if it is your first day will not forgive you waste time with such things, anyway continue because my start wasting valuable time.

Back to its original state, turning his back and all he was saying was falling like stones-cancels dinner ten and pass for fifteen moves him fifteen today, so today after tomorrow and after tomorrow for tenth of next month ...

He smirked. -Reorder files number eight file room unit, do not move your desktop to ten and not even think about going to wash arrived called important that you stray without asking if I can answer them-he saw him face to face . -Finally Move! You have much to do and I'll give you two free hours if you keep everything to the letter. Fold.

Yes, Mazawa-sama. She hurried and unabashedly to reach the door.

Oh ... tell Genda entered after you leave.

I look briefly before leaving the office and be free to restore calm. Leaning against the door respite peace, but every second was key so he sat at his own desk, telling Genda it was requested.

This seemed to have guessed that when he wanted to look sisters had already crossed the doors. I take into account that miraculously each order is recorded on his head and as he got after abide, Genda was not entirely sure alone with his boss.

I knew that nothing good would receive as order, surprisingly the first question I expected was changed by an unexpected.

- You know that's what really caused that ugly bruise on his face assault 'I bluntly?. Without being new that kind of attitude, he managed to surprise him.

Hey ... Excuse me? I blinked several times. From when he was interested in the affairs of its employees. Strange that such questions do not usually pretend to know about my life, I do outside the company. I will have more to answer or angry. I clarify his throat, he was to speak before I did Mazawa-I asked him what happened despite being pretty obvious ...

-A coup said with a grin, if kept saying obvious things, I was closer to having a grave.

As you will see, I assumed it was caused by some gang of the area and of course you know ...

-Habituate do that "type" welcome. Something you have in mind and I do not know. -Genda drink thick, she could see that starting to dig a well.

'Well, Takato-kun said "It was not a robbery" -evito sigh.

With that "It was not a robbery." She crossed her arms thoughtfully-me said it was a robbery Can we lied? He frowned, Genda knew it was coming. -Contact Baba and appointment in the usual place, ask than usual. I guess you know do a lot with you to deliver the curriculum that child ...

So be it Mazawa-sama.

And do not ever lend help or be the most affected. Got it?

He nodded. -How can think that would do that, it's .... proof, but after all, his secretary. You must be able to handle things on their own.

- You've finished your morning chatter !? What are you waiting for go and do what I told you, I want to know everything or if it deems goodbye! He bowed, marching even faster than Takato.

Step in front of the blonde was too focused to pay attention and Genda was so frightened to be polite and say goodbye.

According the hours went by, Genda had not appeared. I was even thinking that now rested peacefully under the desk Mazawa something completely baseless, because he was sure and despite being busy at that time, to have seen it go down the elevator. It was when they gave ten and ended his time sitting without even daring to rise, he decided to organize the files section eight of the file room.

A place that was after washing and emergency staircase. Room was up top shelf full of boxes, some sealed, some open and disorganized.

Until your old wristwatch not arrive at lunchtime, he did not realize that the work was harder than I expected. Many of the leaves had archived folders to make copies by the state and others, were dated at least nine years What would be important? It had answered a party claiming to be the budget.

Completely she exhausted he returned to his desk, happy to leave everything in order and have dusted off a couple of boxes and shelves as an extra. But not just sit when the elevator doors opened. To his surprise Mazawa came in the company of a handsome gentleman, he wondered at what point had come out and said to himself, it was clear that it was during the organization of the files.

Sure not to be chastised saw very encouraged to enter into the office. The latter were slow, a sudden curiosity, much as it had been his bold and new attitude the day yesterday, an attitude that made him be chosen as a candidate for secretary test, I took hold of his being.

What if she knew his secret, something told him he had to do with the subject that accompanies it. Yes, the key to knowing Mazawa hiding under his desk revolved around the handsome man who had no appointment. He had gone to have her on his own and, standing in front of his desk would have said that would have an appointment.

So why it did not happen? And if indeed they were friends?

Contemptuous attitude by showing not imagine the brave who dared to call and call his friend.

Curiosity killed the cat, the cat was already dead but so was fired, take courage and enough to spy the situation within daring.

I doubt sometimes rising from his chair. He sat down scared, any noise seemed to be his chief hooking infragant and sometimes while, approached the sisters doors saying-You will know your secret, do not worry-and repeated-know her secret, do not worry.

Not even breath, his hand on the brass knob, turn slowly and push in the same way one of the doors.

Peering through a narrow opening of the door ajar, pay attention to everything he heard, because I needed to see and keep pushing the door that would lead discovery.

The first thing that came to his ears was a moan caused by a faint voice, wheezing, a sigh and a moan that was again becoming choked and repetitive. After a long and fearful waiting, I pushed just a little door, had seen Mazawa relaxed sitting in his chair and then I hear his voice stood out from those moans.

Just a little more ... he announced. Takato did not know why he got all colors and such was the shock of hearing that voice hoarse, so intimate, that I avoid not close the door shut.

Even with that evidence could not be able to understand what was happening inside.

And why he was not there the subject without an appointment?

It could perhaps disappear, emerging further questions in his head ... he thought that the only place where I could be was under his desk.

Doing what?

He sat in his chair, remembering how they had closed the door. I was afraid of being discovered, the excuse was unreliable wind against someone as astute as Mazawa and now he would be fired from his trial, he could not keep the secret of knowing I call "embittered old."

Shortly after settling out the strange clothes, fleeing was an option and was about to do when you stand up and mess with the handsome gentleman in the elevator hand ... "Giant" would not allow it.

I do not know what you saw or heard ... I warn you that you're in trouble.

To be continue…