Kapitel 4: Chapter 4: Party
It's Unisex, do not have to wear red-pushed inward, without much success and effort of the youngest to enter the place that stood before them once Moreover cute ... you cried the inner Genda, when finally he took her off guard Takato push so he could enter, closing behind a glass door.
-I-I'm not sure to do this ... she confessed starting to shake, but it was not the first time.
Meanwhile, I spotted as a tall dark and walked toward them smiling. Had a peak at the center of his head, lined up and tinged with blue sky at the base and at the tip. With shaved sides. It did not take long to realize that he faces beauty salon stylist.
I hope your urgent call what is or you'll see if you made me get out of bed at this hour-threatened Genda with scissors from a box around his waist, cutting the air and putting in place very normal .
I look at the blond head to toe, his hand was taken by a Genda sweating cold, before inviting him to sit in a chair, as many face a thin, long table with a mirror from one extreme to another, at the height of the head, with different utensils hairdressing rested on this.
How had all begun?
With the arrival of October and serving nearly two months of work, Takato was advised of a very important holiday approaching, where his boss would attend as host. As his secretary was to accompany his duty, nothing more and nothing less than the "Hotel Century Southern Tower (Shibuya, Tokyo)".
The first question asked was answered immediately by Genda, the tradition of the feast, which was always held in the same hotel, the current leader of "Mazawa`s" had a contest in which case secretaries or secretary. The winner would have a trophy symbolic recognition to the company where staff have worked for more ideal.
Of course, having the job, having signed a contract did not give security Takato be the ideal secretary. Continued with that habit of spying on his boss, discover if so fired his secret.
And in moments of reasoning, a voice told him that was not "ideal". So, by all means I try to refuse to go to the party and found out too late that the work of Genda was not only help in the preparations, but to ensure his presence, he had his plan to carry it out.
A few hours before arriving at the Salon Unisex, stupidly I accept the invitation to dinner with Genda. He is wearing days trying to convince him to take over his presence at the party. He climbed confidently into his car and then stopped at the place was closed.
His co-worker, on their own wanted to be arranged for the event, as the last secretary of Itachi had been left at fourth place, at exactly one year. He thought not hide her beauty, would help a lot to win, so they were here.
They were going to destroy the glasses that hid her pretty eyes, Kano believed that he and did not know it was true and then ask you to harmonize their cute blond hair. A "Fashion Emerge" one day before the party, more than enough to give Mazawa the first place and everyone happy.
I'm glad that you have not told me lies Minami-declared: brown high peak. After lifting the greasy and messy hair covered her face Takato and his glasses were forgotten. It was more beautiful than it looked and could describe.
- W-What exactly will I ask, but without fear?. For some reason was not afraid of them.
Minami Hey ... do not touch much-whispered Genda-Mazawa-sama ... well ... and the car ... He cover my mouth, before saying more than necessary. Minami had understood, while the green-eyed watching them intently, whispering intrigued to know that the pair. I think you already understand ... just great to leave tomorrow, I'll go with Eiri to get your clothes-smiled at Takato-my brother owns a tailor shop gentlemen, I leave you in good hands Takato-kun.
- No, do not go ... -Minami take it on time, with both hands planted on the sides of his head, so as not to move with unusual speed, I put the large bib to protect your garments from everything that they knew, he would go to him.
Do not be afraid, we'll do a hair massage for you to relax, then start with a bath of cream-take a lock with split ends, open for either side-cleaveth this barbarity and a couple of reflections will enhance your cute lion's mane. Genda be here by then.
Everything is not finished fired-thought, surprised at himself for the first time sought to keep his job. Even unwittingly, that what motivated it. -A-forward ...
Massages emerged as if you were taking a relaxing bath tub, those times he was ill and her mother plunged to lower your fever and then she tucked between blankets, singing an old song cradle family did not remember. Until he fell asleep, he admitted, Minami not only gave him confidence, but I had good hands, enough to embarrass.
Let your mind go blank, but still remained conscious, eyes closed and sleepy. Suddenly remembering as during the morning, he received in his office Mazawa these visits without appointments, which vanished, according to their research under his desk. still wondering, innocently, that would make these.
Also he remembers that after being informed of tomorrow's party, which had been organized by an agency of events: such visits were increasing. Every time I turned a second the voice of his boss appeared on the intercom giving the order for a subject enters the office without an appointment.
Different one every time I could remember. Always dominated by wanting to know, stop the door behind her ear, listening to a very obvious to anyone ... an unsolved mystery even to Genda hoarsely ordering and drowned sounds. Could you solve it or that would end the situation?
- I actually asked in a whisper, without continuous Minami will pay close attention to your work?.
Step bath cream rinse that now, silky and straight blond hair. Dry it carefully and finally made stand head. Even without the reflections, all her hair glowed and gave off a delicious aroma of flowers that would make anyone lose his head, but the dark would not be unfaithful to Eiri, your partner. So I had a cute angel in his living room.
Early-warning'll finish looking at the clock on the wall. I comb my hair gently, while still matching cutting dry ends, slowly transforming it into another person, one that looked like that wanted herself.
I apply reflexes when did all the hair back and use a fixative. When shot pechero, the door had been opened by Genda-I must tell you, Takato just left and instead arrive this beauty-Genda gave everything he had in his hands, as the blond stood up, embarrassed to be seen all there.
-Minami not think you're overstepping the beauty-until then, I had not seen him with hands on hips and looking with eyes murderers hairdresser, too much like Genda but more mature and high.
Come on honey, you think I could change you-Genda Eiri was taken from the waist before being kissed, Takato saw in silence and embarrassment. On the other hand:
- I want right now to Takato, where they're hiding Minami She pointed shocking!. I take a breath and flashed a smile There is no doubt, win the contest of the festival, organized by three generations "Mazawa`s" and their owners, always leaders, Mazawa family!
-No think these, forgetting something, absentminded-Eiri was released from the grip of Minami, moving toward the blond-gladly have told me about you, I Genda Eiri, the elder brother of this babble of past-I point to Kano .
A pleasure-the hands are given.
- Do not you think Minami is great? He has done a good job with you. Now yes, my favorite moment, we'll go back and you will taste the clothes that suit you! He picked everything Genda had thrown to see Takato.
-!Y-yes replied, somehow he was among friends. They will inspire confidence in that way so charismatic and funny to be.
You should be a soldier, alone against Mazawa-sama-Genda I winked.
I wonder if you really have so many guts, like my brother-Eiri says an arm around his shoulders, guiding him to the back.
-G-guess ...
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The hotel was much larger than might have been imagined. Takato had returned to have their appearance every day, although his hair shone as if they were sunshine and walking and agitated, gave off a delicious aroma to shampoo the night before Minami recommended while eating lunch some Ramen and now they had chosen their clothes.
Sure, his only serious work to accompany this day night at the party, had received early Mazawa order to oversee the final preparations for the party.
He carried a folder in his hands, open, too much to take only two leaves, which total of things that should be in order, in one of the hotel ballrooms, totaling one hundred. This year, after seeing the tuxedo that Eiri almost forced him to accept as a gift, he learned that the meeting would gala unlike last year it was costume: a popular anime series.
And the detail that most liked, was having to wear a mask. As I thought about all that, had reached thirty cross out the thing that was in order, the security scenario where the announcer would happen to the secretaries of executives and members of his boss. To his surprise that ended up arriving.
Everyone to say somehow knew it was officially the secretary of the leader of "Mazawa`s". That was what caused the whole morning, all flip at him and even closer to see what had pleased both Itachi to accept it. Knowing these firsthand how difficult it was to accept things, they had lived at the time of being partners with him.
I was a little peace, that was not the only secretary that evening, attend the party because one of the members of Mazawa, leader of a successful brand of perfumes, go with your own.
- How is your name -while Takato was in charge of crossing the fifty thing, the correct distribution of tables for the banquet?. Away, but fences, ideal for people could move fluidly. One of the last two partners who came to see everything and not this woman secretary, he had approached.
-Uboshita Takato, Sekine-sama right? -Sekine was the leader of a major brand of soft drinks and foods classified as scrap.
'I know-affirm he is smiling. Sekine was an older and a little short man and reminded him perfectly because, a few days ago had had this a tense meeting with Mazawa. Not for nothing you're his secretary Senorita Chiba cried and was at that time, he met for the first time Katsumi Chiba. A tall woman of beautiful figure, blue eyes and blond hair, but dyed. The leading perfume "Chiba Fem" Look on yourself, you're not the only one with a secretary-a Takato slipped a droplet from the head, Sekine seemed presuming it and made no effort to hide it.
? 'And with what I ask arrogantly-being female and secretary is acceptable and be a man and have a secretary ... man ... man ... man with a fancy word to say: it is inappropriate. Anyone would assume that Itachi is, homosexual-and that comment, made the blonde think of two ways, arrogant, homophobic, that was the word most often tattooed with invisible ink in his speech and acting.
But do not talk about that again, everyone already has it in his mouth and says, send my greetings to Itachi and tell him I'll be waiting for him at the party-turned to Takato-long ... we have no time to ourselves and I am sure you will not miss the party-smiled, fluffing her hair and without giving it as her "proper farewell greeting" say. That bothered him enough to "be alone" ...
-Vomit right here, but he remains the moral elegance that I have, is this the kind of person that bothers me said wearily Sekine, it seems that they did not care to speak ill of the other, as if they had their presence "not present" and a way, that old man so kind he found, with a sincere and amused. He liked. Until then Takato-kun, send my greetings to Itachi please, and tell him that my eldest son will come tonight, I can not at my age I take care of temptations ... including women like ... you know-winked, before turning around and add-that fight a few days ago turns out to be nonsense, you know that we solved in a blink-smiled and walked to the exit.
That night, not too expected for the blonde and reassured that everything in the party had been supervised in the last minutes of the afternoon. He had a dream after a shower and lie on the couch in his modest living room.
At first I did not understand what his eyes saw, he seemed bored despite not knowing he was in a dream, in the imagination of his head. He even flying in a cloud and fall of several meters high, but waiting for the fall, he appeared standing in front of the company.
Although still did not have much clear, turning a moment realized that, Naoto greeted him from inside the car his boss, he had borrowed to go to the hotel. Then, looking toward the doors of the company, a crazy idea, but that suddenly made him have many eager to carry it out, it was to find out that both hid under his desk, his boss. Join in and as if by magic ... he stood on the top floor. And the elevator doors opened, he realized that Genda was not there to distract him with his chatter.
Everything started to go really well, way to his desk and sat hope that some of those visits Mazawa lately received exaggeratedly was announced and enter the private office. And if that part of his plan was fulfilled, he had to beg the sky intercom is activated by accident, to hear every detail of whatever was happening inside.
However, after much waiting, the elevator doors opened, had been his boss who arrived, smiling as he did so rarely and standing in front of his desk. Watching too much detail, bothering, in a nice way. So fixedly with that overflowing and fierce look he had.
-Mazawa-Sama ... -Article embarrassment. He wore perhaps too long looking at him, even giving him his own time, the scrawny almost always used by mule, who told snide remarks. But now, there seemed to mock him.
-Takato ... come with me, I need your company-he extended his hand, fingers long and male, I take without thinking too much.
While her heart pounding, I stood and followed him into his office. They walked across his desk and stopped, cutting the grip to be seated.
The dream became blurred while, for some reason was guided under the desk and Mazawa no longer smiling friendly and sincere. Now it was with a sexy touch chillingly, disturbing your senses ... while a voice was screaming.
She saw darkness, confusion, a brief moment where I try to be located in space and time and again the voice Takato-kun! I look around and realized that it had all been a dream. I was lying on the floor of his small room. In his apartment and was Genda, who called him relentlessly on the outside.
...
- Come on, someday you have to go! And you do not ever, although you I have repeated for thirty minutes, back to scare me like before, I thought your boyfriend, your ex, had returned and I had done something! Bellowed Genda, but on the outside of your room. It had been a long half hour that had made him go to his apartment.
'I mutter Takato is embarrassing, but Genda not been able to listen and, no signs of life began with his usual chatter.
He will make us late, well, it is assumed that only you. Supplant Secretary of Seiji-sama, Mazawa-sama does not know and bothered to know ... I could not deny myself as one who is accustomed to threats unkind, threaten kindly ... it is impossible to resist. So if you politely threatened not by Mazawa-sama, it is preferable to deny and ultimately escape ... -Takato smiling on the other side and in a little mental discussion, it was decided to leave once.
He was with blond hair slicked back, same as always wore Mazawa. With an adult tone without the horrible glasses he always wore, repaired in the center and thanks to the lenses, his green eyes were the protagonists. Especially with matching dark green tuxedo he wore.
Kano unmeasured watched him and knew there was something missing, a detail that blondo neglect, put the bow that tied the collar, right.
This boy plans to kill me, that's for sure ... has made me like it even more ...- thought chestnut and continuing his shrewd glance towards Takato: dying of nerves and was all red, I take the mask of a box open on a nearby table - only the latter and we go-the mask was also green, but bright light, especially made for the dark-even Mazawa-sama can recognize-he thought, turning twice, even he I could do what.-you look good ... too ...
-T-time ... you too well-commented even more embarrassed-I wonder how it will look Mazawa-sama. Always looks so elegant in their suits honestly I can not imagine a tuxedo-his face had turned even more things red- But what I'm thinking! Shouted out loud, alarming Genda and puzzling not understand or want to imagine that would pass through the head of the blonde. In addition, he was too preoccupied with his face, he did not care.
You'd better start to go-Genda placed his own mask, unlike Takato was black like the rest of her clothes and without anything to do, they decided to leave the department.
As they set foot on the street, Takato glimpse astonishment Mazawa's car, not delude was inside and in fact was not. They walked towards him and approached him, saluting Naoto and going toward the hotel.
The car stopped at least two hours and a half later, before the great and elegant Hotel Shibuya. And just a little earlier, he came up to open the door, I saw Seiji Mazawa smile and then bowed his silhouette semi allowing the door while holding down
'I once great Takato-kun-seat slid down a moment, hunching down her body, taking care not to muss and then remain at your height or at least could look at raising a little head.-no doubt you do win Mazawa even considered an embarrassment that my secretary won the previous year. By then I should take into account their advice not to buy the mini company going, but I mean you always have to obey my primo Genda you ready? I ask, lending his arm that crossed with yours.
Alone and nervous, Takato step inside the hotel was showing his invitation and was invited crediting. What he saw in the main hall was a host of people, plunged into gloom and gathered in groups, despite wearing mask and logically would not be recognized. And indeed, the blond could not even know who of them all, was his boss.
He stood near the exit, looking up every time a tall, handsome man, wearing tuxedos passed, but yet again it down disappointed. Saw some waiters moved drinks on a tray that held aloft and then, tired of being standing there, he dared to turn around and stop waiting for the first opportunity for Mazawa happen and will gather.
Completely distracted while walking through the crowd murmuring among themselves and drank, was then inadvertently had hit a person. Embarrassed to see how his shirt was marred with white wine that spilled from the cup she carried in her hand.
I'm sorry ... -Article in fear, waiting for the scandal that person, unknown so far, would, Takato felt through the mask was observed fiercely.
Starting to feel smaller, as if in the center of quicksand that were swallowing slowly.
He knew who he was ...
And yet, I still could not help but watch him carefully, afraid and did not know that ...
That stirred her belly.
-Mazawa-sama ...
Then you know who I am, not that I feel less angry, just ruined my shirt-rant, without raising his voice too. Takato bit her lip, even more embarrassed.
I did not know which was worse, dump him wine to a stranger or acquaintance ... who actually knew quite well so far.
- No, you know who I asked with a smirk, having for an instant fantasy run away and stay in the memory, being "someone who ruined his suit, a nameless someone" nor was it had? courage to not accept his guilt. So, got rid of his mask and reveal his identity-Mazawa-sama-I took the handkerchief protruding from his jacket pocket and tried, clean your shirt-really, I'm very sorry - Itachi looked somewhat aghast.
Leaving inadvertently, his glass in a tray that a waiter had happened empty.
This was not the good fortune to manipulate and discover it for yourself ... just a few seconds ...
He could see at will, for the lack of light, that cute face Takato offered him ...
With flushed cheeks, impossible to hide.
-Takato ...
And without saying more than his name, I take it firmly by the arm, pulling forward between all the guests. Barely, tucked into their conversations, they saw them pass. They walked very little away from the room, pausing beside a quiet hallway lit by white lights, which allowed them to be seen in more detail.
Takato had an incredulous expression. Without a hint of fear.
While Mazawa, could not do much to hide his anger.
'Really ... I did not want to ruin his shirt, and-I did not recognize among the guests and ...
- Shut! Just who else has seen you that way -?! Cornered him carefully in a corner of the wall.
They waited in silence, letting a waiter passed and was lost in the lounge. - Why are you like this?! Tell me!
- Huh ... I look away, unable to see directly- ¿W-What's wrong?
- Everything, now tell me, who else raised his voice over, pretending to be intimidated, but No! He had achieved the opposite.
That flame that kept Blondo always off before, anyone else, began to illuminate very slowly at first and so fast after that frowned, refusing to answer.
- Well, he stayed with intrigue, because I will not say anything! He released his grip and pushed him back with his hands You have no right to treat me like that, he should at least thank me and recognize that I put my all not to lose that stupid contest! she added, exalted and breathing heavily.
- Contest ...? You say you're like, just ... want win-, smiled fun. To which Takato, interpreting it as they did not have the potential. I turn off the flame, disappointing to himself.
If ... If you think I have not changed at all and again lose, then you have no more to say goodbye, not giving up! She took a wince without much success trying to withdraw from that place ... Mourn as normally would before Only a defeat ... and no one around.
Something happened that, at that time ... he had left the verge of an emotional breakdown.
To be continue…
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