Things got really complicated when Genda came to the place where he lived as identification Takato. At first his lack of coordination prevented him from realizing the two police cars stationed outside, but as he prepared to enter the building, one out of three policemen who had asked his own proof of identity.
Based on its name and description they had, they had told him he was not leaving him perplexed who sought until he was told had happened not long ago, not quite understand why suddenly was being treated as suspicious.
- Do you live in the building asked one of the officers, hoping to record any data in a small notebook?.
No, I came to visit a co-worker, Uboshita Takato, 15. -The second floor apartment policemen looked at each other, Genda understood that something really bad happened. - Did something happen with him, some ask, praying to heaven no?.
Mazawa secretary would not scary.
-The neighbors heard screams and called Socoro us, when we broke into his apartment found it in poor condition, was taken to the nearest hospital.
- And they do not even know who his attacker nervous ask, things were really bad, very bad?.
We are looking for him even-reaffirmed both uniformed.
- Could you tell me the address of the hospital? In addition to co-workers we are very friends and our boss really cares about its workers, we will make contact with his family and all you have to do for Takato-kun.
After he was given the information and while preparing to call his boss to tell what happened. This seemed to have guessed, because his cell phone rang in his pocket.
- Tell me you bring that stupid ear was the first thing I hear anything new. He was used to his bad mood.
Not exactly answered, pulling up to your car and without time to explain what happened.
Well, to be given by your equal-fired and Genda was eager to scream. And I would.
- Hey, I do not have to, let them tell you what has happened -Mazawa raised an eyebrow, did not need him to guess that expression had set and to know that meant this, his tone had been very well received-excuse me for me! Mazawa tone-sama, Takato is the hospital-I end avoiding the tone cut call.
- Hospital said the most incredulous, go excuse?. But his tone changed one rare and usually put in the affairs of a certain person.
I do not know all the details, but according to his neighbors was that person who is speaking on the record, Baba got on the life of Takato-kun.
-At grain-almost he heard him growl.
- Are you still upset that delayed his dinner or something else? Atypical starts to behave, I do not like at all ... thought Genda. 'Well, I thought going to the hospital to take care of Takato to locate their relatives Is it still the responsibility of "Mazawa`s", right ...?
- Stop babbling and make haste, be there in an hour, until then you really care of everything, I will not stay without a secretary!
And since that night two weeks had elapsed. Genda was who had replaced Takato at work without missing visited him in the hospital, where even the Shock and bruising blows recovered: although the marks were not visible, the blonde still remembered vividly in his head.
A Takato liked the company of his colleague, made him forget the fact that almost was raped by who at the time believed was the love of her life and doctors saw this positive for the sake of his unstable mental health and perhaps, if he knew or could guess, it could even be cured if he knew that Genda visited him not only for his own will but because abiding by a strict order of Mazawa to do so.
Deep down, Takato had the unconscious desire to be visited by his boss. Still he did not know why and at the same time said it was not obliged and had joined her torment that was going to be fired two weeks ago, the day of the attack.
The burden became too big on his shoulders, letting his parents, who knew half what happened and avoid categorically that visit, be outraged by Fuyuki and stupid idea crossed his mind when he realized it was a useless .
It should not be Mazawa or a stranger who told him, he accepted it, although maybe that really was not. However, while taking the difficult decision to end himself, Itachi had come to visit him without showing his presence situation happened in the last two weeks time.
Since Mazawa had gone through management visits, I noticed that something was wrong. Nurses and doctors were running side by side and more, Genda kept making a short, nervous path in front of the door of the room Takato. Giro and found themselves squarely.
-M-mazawa-sama ... D-doing here ...?
- Like you, I do ... -? Frowned-I make sure to be improved as soon as possible to return to work, not to be test is different from signing a contract as an official worker. You have experience, but you can not replace life-another nurse had passed running- Was there any improvement? She asked Are you asleep? -And just a step away from the room, he noticed that the door was open and without Takato in inside her?! Where it is !?
'What happens is that ... Mazawa-sama-se lip and swallowed hard-bitten escaped from his room. No one has seen from a half-hour ago Mazawa was stunned. Genda expected to scream or something, when I pass a nurse again, but this time followed by another and a doctor.
- Someone saw him on the roof from the street –they reached to listen!. Mazawa understood what happened and did not think twice about acting.
- Oh no, not going to commit suicide and leave me without a secretary, that idiot exclaimed, following doctors to the elevator, but without the opportunity to ride on this, had no other!. The stairs would be the fastest way.
Genda not stand too long the upload, since it was not athletic and let him calm the idea that his boss would achieve work things out. His trot step at had seemed so inhuman and get to imagine, and might even be possible for you to leave some kind of propellant to arrive on time.
And so it had happened, was just climbing stairs and sing for sewing leader "Mazawa`s". He had before his eyes Takato standing on the shore, however realized that was not yet ready for such a crazy decision.
- Give me your hand, you idiot yelled without getting too close, but not little!. Takato turned and saw him. Not yet reacted, without realizing that he was really there.
-! Mazawa-sama She could not believe Could it be that was already jumping and ended up in hell?
I reassert-if-welcome to hell. Hell you'll have if you do something like this, give me your hand! I'm really here and you will not do that! Do you understand or should I draw it !?
Really ... if you're here and everything is true, one has to go, after all I cease to be his secretary I'm not your damn responsibility!
- Who has told you that you no longer are -? He asked, daring to take a step, however Takato took another, he was a thread hanging, a very fragile and would not hold him for long.
- You're a cynic, I heard it planned to fire me, the intercom was activated by accident!
-¡¡You should of spying to the end, ask not talking about you !!
- I will not let that fool me, I'm really not fit to be his secretary, and now there is nothing that makes us have to do with each other -made a quick look at the street, people stared at him, waiting for! to jump, because you never think you would regret their decision.
-¡¡Dame your hand !! - and that great and male hand, lay there for him, Takato looked and looked, back to the street.
-N-N-No ... will not, go and ... let alone ... Again he turn away. People were watching them, at a considerable distance and dangerous.
-¡¡¡Stúpid, hand, give it to me !!!
It's ... this the best I can do ...
You're going to jump just for not being the perfect secretary Just make things worse!
'It's not ... that the only reason ... I mutter.
- What could be worse !?
- No matter the problems is a fool and weakling child, leave me in peace embittered old!
That's enough to throw you myself ... But I'm not going to please! -And as tears streamed down the face of Takato and looked back down bleary, determined and fearful eyes ... he lost his balance without planning.
She closed her eyes and being terrified not mentally prepared for it ... only then he was comforted by a warm body and two strong arms around his scrawny little body.
-Mazawa-sama ...
Not long after that, initially it was a nightmare and became a single gesture and dreamy, Takato was lying in bed in his room, without sedatives without serum. His punches, which were rather hardly noticed bruises and Genda did nothing but walk it with his eyes, I embattled unbeknownst, his face.
As her blond hair back, looked at its best, with every detail delicate and rosy. But what had captivated his co-worker, her eyes were now discovered the horrible mount lenses. Standing out with intensity and thoroughness. In short Uboshita was a beauty, you never get bored of watching.
Back he had been that nebulous week. Takato had ordered his head and boy had time to know, with surprise, that had been all this time under guard his boss. Not only saving his life filled him with a not know that was nothing hidden that intrigued him too.
That day on the roof, nurses and doctors who came to their aid were trapped in the elevator unfortunately. By the time came, thinking it was too late, Mazawa had managed to calm the blond somehow keeping his arms, then a cool breeze made the blond tousled hair from her face the discovery.
For Mazawa was the most beautiful sight, the reward for the bitter swill of being about to watch him die pathetically. And was this what I have, not only that day could not stop looking at it, but baled and put Genda as his replacement. then leaving to visit his secretary tested.
At some point he was interested in his secretary and the high suicide attempt coming filled a glass, wanting to finish what the boy began, but preferring to avoid returning to cross it until he was discharged.
I Takato meanwhile keep thinking that had made him angry, but after all and strangely worried about his well-being, not only on the roof, but these days Genda came actually in his name, according He learned by accident. Intrigued to know that happened to her boss, inviting him to his apartment when he was discharged, he insisted this had the chestnut and telling him in great detail the situation.
All I save that for when everything happened, was so important announcement clarifying countless times that would not be fired. But the blond would think would be moved and thought it was best.
'It's time to get up, have to change, just sign your high-announcement Genda a beautiful afternoon while dozing in his bed. He rubbed his eyes, focusing his environment and he was echoed-discharge, now going out of here, smiled politely, with a failed attempt to hide his regard for what happened to a few days.
Takato avoided mentioning that such kindness was not necessary, it bothered him somehow and just got up from bed, took her clothes and went to the bathroom to change.
-I Should department ... tell him ... but I'll be a dead man ... I'm too young to die-Genda thought, I'd better not mention it, do not even think he Genda-challenged himself, just before the blond out.
Released and breathing the fresh air, she had noticed a beautiful and luxurious black car parked expected and was very sure he'd seen before. Only a moment before, to see Naoto Hamada: Mazawa the driver, he knew it was his own car.
Something inside was excited to see him inside, with the fierce look that ruffling who look at you, causing fear and respect, while curiosity. Genda was responsible for opening the door, after putting his things in the trunk and I note with sadness stop not see Itachi inside, smoking a cigar and drinking a glass of whiskey.
Well ... you better those of today, I took the liberty of sending you the do-he held out a small plastic-Mazawa-sama box You really me behead if ... I mean accident that was his doing? Besides I force myself to give a bribe to hurry-the idea of walking without their head, worse, not being able to walk without it it sounded horrible.
They're ... I look lens-surprise-n-never had used ...
'Actually I'm wearing a pair, and can go Naoto-Hamada nodded her his cap Do not you notice it? Asked without expecting an answer.
-N-I should say that I always scared the idea of not being able to take them off ... -Takato never had that dilemma whole trip, listening to the usual chatter of Genda.
As he had replaced, I had to do secretary and witness how these strange visitors who vanished under his desk, parading in droves. He was ashamed to feel guilty about giving their work and made sure not to forget, then reward.
Two hours later the car had been parked in front of a low building, on the edge of the city. With lenses on, still she is covering her face with her hair, but that never stopped her sight, so he simply followed his colleague to the entrance.
Watching everything in great detail and realizing something important, walking down a corridor and finally entering the apartment. It seemed very humble for a billionaire like Mazawa Itachi and just before he mentioned it and realized that something strange was happening, I hear the voice of Genda, saying:
I'm sorry, but I got you fooled, this is my department ... -and the door closed, making it impossible to escape if he was in danger, unknown and steps of shoes, they noted that he was not alone.
- Huh ... Itachi appeared behind her, the funny thing was not frightened by his presence?! Mazawa-sama, it happens ... !?
'From tomorrow, if they are willing to sign the contract, you will be my secretary officially-told without detours-I was forced not to show my house, if you gave me no So, you say? -Genda stood with his ear to the door.
- Official Secretary! So it was true ... he did not plan to say goodbye-low head, still embarrassing hesitation and as if the highest reading his thoughts:
-Even in doubt, listen, you should not concern yourself but actually talking about ... you found out in the company Want to know now?
-I-If I want to ... know-le fleeting look directly.
I guess and it's safer because you asked for a taxi, that you would remember my cousin or open seen him when I found spying for the second time-Takato blushed and nodded her head down, she remembered-Mazawa Seiji, director of legal department of the company. He's ten years younger than me and intends therefore to take the reins of the company and wants the best secretary I had never looked up puzzled-looking. I take good care what makes my job as well as my life cried, leaning toward him and causing printing, was about to fall, but Mazawa was faster and reached to arrest him, taking him in his arms.
-M-mazawa-sama-blushed, shaking nerves. With her hair back and face exposed, Itachi asked dangerously close to her lips, slightly parted:
- Do you accept my proposal work? Uboshita-baka-did not know the reason, his heart was beating so quickly that question. When he had done everything to be fired, when he answered a slight if that did not satisfy his boss. -I have not heard you…
She takes a deep breath, loud and clear answering Yes!
-Today sleep here, send Genda to bring some of your stuff and tomorrow morning, first thing, I want to see you get with it or else I will fire them both-a droplet slid down his head.
- Yes sir!
-Abide orders, soldier-mocked, with a cigar in his mouth and about to turn-must go, do not you dare leave here, you're forbidden. Sleep and do not forget to brush your teeth-Takato looked at him curiously. Was he making fun of him or was trying to mock the way to confuse and divert that ...? I was actually worried about the ...
...
The next day had gone too fast, was a mixture of nerves churned in its belly. His first day as an official worker Mazawa, this morning signed his contract, his work was final ... and was now way to lift the company with Genda, when choco crash against the young and famous cousin Mazawa. But while Brown began a conversation with one of the girls on reception, they were alone.
I'm sorry-he apologized, making an embarrassing reverence. this could not happen on its first day.
No, I'm sorry-smiled, showing that pitiful look, like all that morning, whenever turned to look at a worker.
It was my fault ... I have not gotten used to the lenses-I take her things, that had fallen to the ground, before trying to go his way-I insist, it was mine ...
Well, we must continue Takato-Seiji is silent, so sharp that the blonde had been and how little he had given his hand to shake.
Back with Takato, I climbed into the elevator, again had happened. Two men reached them by the thirteenth floor, looked at him warily, as if her remaining few seconds of life and was about to fall like a dead weight.
After going down on his floor, did not have the misfortune to see them again, but then found that his luck did not last very shortly, as soon landed on the twentieth floor and saw a pile of folders on your desktop that would not be permanent.
I I see that there is much to be done, which means that stack, it touched me as he secretary ... I'll help you, just a little right? -Volume multiple folders, too many for his liking-agree-he said Genda before take place.
I thought ... it would be different with Genda Takato-san-thought-however, could not bear it if, Mazawa-sama does the same ... I wrinkled a folder, protruding from the other, secluded in the middle, angrily It would drop to fill any glass ...! -Genda avoided looking at him, suddenly felt a little scared.
During the course of the morning, Takato had seen only once Mazawa when in the meeting room and in front of a lawyer with scowling, signed the official contract worker. Better pay and some extra services, which did not have much interest. Having spent shame that I crumple that folder outside his contract, it became automatically avoided by your boss.
Fast crossing times look, frowned and did not give oral directions, but rather written or indicated by the number of folders on his desk. He had to go from one floor to another, where they still with that unusual compassion and crossed again with Seiji Mazawa.
- Need help I ask, pulling his hands from his pockets and leaving whistling?. Takato clung warily to the pile of forty centimeters of fat binders, with various types of subjects.
N-No ... she whispered, holding them even stronger, and wanted to get out of the elevator.
Forgive me if you bother, I just wanted ...
I'm sorry, but after everything that happened, nothing will change everyone to behave "nice" me-looked away, he was relieved to confess.
With that was what bothered him-I meditate Seiji. Well, then do not have to regret anything, all friendly without serious forms would have happened "that" ... I will not have pity for you, was your decision and partly my fault, I found myself involved in the situation one way or another Takato looked at him-and do not worry, finally Mazawa stayed with you and thanks to that keep my job, it is a strange but friendly good humor.
I stroked her hair, as if he were a child, smiling friendly without pity-wanted you as secretary and bother him, he was angry and tried to fire me I saying I'm wrong my job What if you annoying for me? You do not want to lose you-did not know how to interpret that-therefore will not run risk of being fired, Takato-kun-beware as the doors opened, and did not see him.
I guess so he could bother him ... although not reliable risk-smiled slightly.
Back to your floor, leave the folders on his desk and took a seat as the intercom was activated. Panicking, imagining feigned hurt his boss.
- Come now Takato -the proof being called by his first name!. Takato had the intention not to stand up and pretend I was not, although it was obvious he knew of his presence. At the same time, also witnessed the "hurt" that he feared most, preserve his work was all that would give a warm blow to his wounded heart.
-Mazawa-sama, I'm here, made the appropriate reverence, lifting his head and opening his eyes to the surprise of what his ears began to listen.
-Cancel my dinner tomorrow, I want it to last. He lit a cigar, turning smartly on his chair-go get contracts child figure will be sent exclusively by an order from China since Mazawa`s: you'll find in the seventh floor-drink thick. I really could not believe it, such was the impression still looking at him, but attentive behind, I even managed to pinch yourself to realize that I was not dreaming ...
Mazawa was still the same person and filled him with such joy. There was no special treatment, much less disappeared that fierce and confident look that characterized him. Authentic in every way, their expressions and their requests.
-Finally, I'll stay late, you too. Now go and get me a cappuccino-ordered at the end, lowering his head slightly to the papers scattered on his desk.
Concentrated among the papers, Mazawa Takato did not see her blush and then, walking to his desk, he did break that barrier between them and tilted his own head, to kiss him on the cheek ...
After reacting and before the blond withdrew to do his job, I manage to take his arm, not force its part without resistance smaller. What had been an annoyance for his boldness when he left his arm to grab his hand and deposited on it, a set of keys.
? – K-key`s ... I asked innocently.
- Is this the first time you see a she asked Take off your lenses ordered the next second-and are not tested, you signed an employment contract, it would be unforgivable now you give for being late?!. So I took the liberty-these words sounded familiar-to command Genda move out, these near here so do not have valid excuses.
-! Y-yes he said, choking back emotions, feeling empty when he released his hand and left the office. Processing the situation placed against the door ... without seeing Itachi's smile when she saw him leave.
It was time to go for the Cappuccino, before disturbing Mazawa-sama.