Capítulo 9: Chapter 9 A: But...
The night before after what happened, their paths diverged so rapidly that until the next day they did nothing but think about the other. Waiting for this day with so eager to live together, looking different and secretly, openly. However, the happiness of the lovebirds could not have lasted for long.
When the company arrived with a few minutes apart, to avoid suspicion and falling apart so curious heads. Finally waited that day together open the doors to them, they went up the elevator and smiling knowingly internally, safe from everyone.
Mazawa was the attempt to do his thing with Takato, which the day before had not been anything with what I had in mind but their wicked hands away from the emaciated body, once the doors opened at the destination floor, after much hesitation to touch his fearful but anxious secretary, Genda had received and had before him, to hide.
Being alone with Takato and do whatever he wanted with him, of course, what this liked that he did: worth a single decision, because I knew the least to doubt you would hesitate and should not be guided by that. So he thought quickly and wasted no time in sending a parcel Genda do to get rid of him just after he gave a bow.
Once I had that second chance to have him in his arms, pulled him by the arm by inserting it into the office and cornering him against the first wall portion perceived that his fierce eyes. The blondo did not complain and did not, his shirt was lifted and open belt. Her cheeks were red and her heart beat wildly.
As would go to resist when the line the night before had been successfully crossed. It would be foolish and irresponsible or perhaps the meanwhile it would look like you had no memory and although he was ashamed to have it, because he remembered every little detail and pleasant ... knew only one thing. Happen again and so she would feel comfortable again.
But he also knew there was a but, who recalled in a brief and unusual thought.
-M-mazawa-sama ... there's something I must tell you ....-Speaking could not continue because a strange sound interrupted his boss any action against her small, soft body.
Rummaged through his pockets, Takato just bit his lip, hoping to find what you were looking for, that making that noise interrupting announcing something but also without much effort found a median electronic agenda.
Mazawa left him, looking again and again derisively apparatus, felt such rage that would throw the object by the large window of his office, not caring that the glass would break. There were registered each of your appointments early and had one with Chiba: I did not want to see that "Miss" end of the year and had been seriously he said.
And it was too late to cancel, because at that moment Chiba Katsumi had just left the elevator, so coquettish as ever and taking everything ahead, entering his office, just after Mazawa looked toward the door as if he had guessed that she would enter.
Oh ... Wow, that if there are people here after all-look at Takato, still attached to the wall and quickly to be noticed clothes settled.
Hell was well worn but seething under Mazawa fine shoes and without warning, Chiba continue their journey with the ultimate destination: sitting at your desk. Instead he did a little nervously in his chair, taking a cigar and sighed sourly by the presence of that woman.
For the past few years she was not exactly delicate against him, to tell him how much he disliked seeing two men maintain a loving relationship. Always claiming to be better than each and every one of those around her, the superiority complex that sometimes Ryoma their immaturity had.
- Why are you so upset -?! Interrogated, retaliating with pure that did not lessen at all its rage-off your filthy legs of my sight-spat then and had lowered its long covered limbs pantyhose furniture, an action that became useless because then she returned to boldly raise them.
- so you should not treat a lady I claim her, still showing off, as if expecting Itachi pounced on it like a hungry lion of lust!.
'Your a lady? -River el-scram Chiba, your emergency appointment is no longer a cheap excuse for not having to wait for end of the year, he was serious about it-and took another cigar from the same box in one of the drawers.
-Of any way, if you say bother you, then you just have to accept my proposal-his hand trembled with the purest rage and pure finish on the floor, rolling to a stop under the desk without even having the opportunity to Turn it on.
If you marry me, daily serious nuisance and prefer to avoid at this point, such a misfortune-retruco, remembering as she did not have much time, he had called proposing ... well, forcing him to that casaran.- Do you think I'm a poor old fool? That is drooling to see you and fooled like a little boy-and once again, took another cigar luckily, managed to light.
At the first aspiration, he released vigorous cloud of black smoke and perfect a few centimeters from his face. Just to annoy and regardless of their party.
She coughed horribly disgusted and the horrible smell of smoke from his perfect and fluffy blond hair, but he assumed in his immature attitude that if it was accepted as get their goals.
'You practically live working, getting married would be a good life for you. Share the house and will receive you as a good wife ... not you complaining at night-Mazawa he seemed to ignore it.
- Will you marry me ... yet? Not in a million years, and it stops giving false statements to magazines! -Even could not forget the magazine in which he said he was going to marry the lady perfume "Chiba Fem".
A juicy and misleading note that his son had read and believed to then come to complain.
Look, I'm already dating someone and performs its functions and fulfill better than you could. And so I did not, you would not be on my list. Ours never happened and happen only be partners and nothing Mas!
- What are you waiting now tell me it's that scrawny your secretary snapped it!.
- Hey, I'm here -Chiba step Takato what he frowned!. All this time seemed to have been present. I was the only quiet and listening as the other shit were thrown and go to Mazawa was relentless even with a woman.
-A you anyone asked you anything skinny, leave us alone to my Itachi, you interrupt our romance-he said, taking a nasty and sexy position, still sitting on the edge of the desk.
Yes, these interrupting-Takato was quite surprised, looking at her boss with some suspicion. While Chiba chuckled with satisfaction and continued looking helplessly, her legs against Itachi.-out of my office-blond turned to frown and was yelling, but sadly turned and walked toward the door.
Takato saw something very distant and impossible to repeat that his boss had captive in his arms. His confidence was at rock bottom and, some time later, when Chiba finally left the office with a triumphant and arrogant laughter, digging in his eyes, everything seemed to be falling apart painfully.
What had taken them so long? After all, I hear that they were fighting and that tried his luck, stopping his ear to the door.
I just saw her go, watching as it seemed modeled in the hall, before getting on the elevator and take a step outside Genda. Chiba did nothing but go ahead and run him over, before losing sight at least for now.
-what nastiest woman I do not know how Mazawa-sama not yet cut into pieces and hid under the desk ... but I think as a ghost or even more serious atosigante.
Genda not yet was aware of the energy that began to fill the room. Complaining and taking off his coat, toward his desk when Takato exclaimed angrily:
- How dare you, lie down and be alone with her after what happened last -enterado the heavy aura that increasingly merged with the space used as a receiver!. Kano stepped back, but lightened since their interest in what "happened" was much stronger.
- What happened -Takato winced, realizing he had thought. Genda was looking at him with interest, leaning on his elbows at the escritorio.-say-I said it then, almost in a whisper and keeping the double doors in surveillance.
Nothing important replied the blonde, trying to get on with the job I had that morning, but her companion did not seem willing to give up so easily and that made him regret for not thinking before speaking.
-Lights annoying as to ... not something "not important" She looked exhausted, as he nodded his head twice and although he did not wish to tell, since he knew perfectly want to know details.
I did not have many options.
- Tell me, tell me, tell me please!
'Do not ... if I should-and once again, he lamented-Genda-san, do not you release your tongue and get on with the job ... because only begin to do so.
-Please-with his hands, still leaning his elbows on the furniture, with bright eyes and looked as if it might explode from the purest intrigue.
No need to look so wet dog ...
'I beg you tell me ...
Out of sight, Takato rolled his eyes and sighed wearily, really were unchanged its options, so even with some difficulty, he began to tell.
Well, after you left yesterday ... I get one of those many visits-break without much notice heavily-clear that this time was different because I had an official appointment and ... It happened that Mazawa-Genda not overlook his, tuteo, but I was interested to hear, so he kept silent and anxious end-learned he was driving his visits throughout the day and when I get the last of the day, last time it was supposedly an employee Sekine-sama-and proudly said then-of course I figured Mazawa had discovered quickly that my intentions.
Still interested in the matter, much more in the end that something told him he would make do with that, tuteo Takato to Mazawa, Genda told him to speed things-Sure, put it in a misquote.
If ... and when I broke into his office-Genda opened his eyes even more intrigued, seemed unaware of the flaxen-well ... She blushed so quickly that, unable to continue, Genda was going crazy internally not get to the crux of the matter.
-Only continuous-beg-discovered beneath the desk, always I wanted to find out when I was not and I was that had put key to the office-an unusual cloud was showing Genda Takato's suffering.
- Will our secret ask, looking at the door, not wanting Mazawa discovered them?.
- Yes! Of course, you just trust me-but those words sounded like those of Fuyuki, Takato removed him from his mind and became know himself that he was not there and was not living a serious situation and the smile of his companion, improved enough thought.
You remember the party-Genda nodded, biting her lips-that day you went to replace me telling me that I needed-Mazawa nodded again- shortly before he arrived strike up a conversation with nasty, Miss Chiba. He said it was logical that she had a secretary, being a woman ...
-A snake eats men-commented Genda-, remember everything and I know that, well, Mazawa-sama is not so logical-something opened in his mind-I also remember I mention that Mazawa-sama was Gay-opened his eyes, now he understood everything better than before. Although still they are missing many gaps.
And knowing that Takato was spinning, not on purpose but shame, the matter.
-And we know that that's true ... said blushing-you really do not imagine about your visits under the desk Mazawa-and even more blush. After all, he had made theirs down there and even remembered it vividly.
-For nothing-received response-just tell me, do not make me guess-Takato, his face burning came to him and, finally whispered in oído.- You did it! I shout suddenly Of course, by that look like a tomato perfectly painted! It is not true!?
Now you know ... Do not make a fuss!
- As you find out -? Nudged him with a mischievous smile. - It was yesterday !?
- Lower the tone I sighed and low self-Em ... I ... well ... the day I fell down the stairs!.
- Sassy Damn, I you had to do something very unpleasant, I left your heart in two He went to the door of Itachi fuming by the ears already knew, but Takato stopped him. - Let me go, I'm going to yell a few things!
Wait, everything had been resolved and Mazawa will not make it, that day was because I foolishly thought I was married without them before how things were and did not want to be your lover ... I set out to be boyfriends and reject it and when I came to look after speaking with Ryoma in cafería, he told me he was not married and what did his mother, -Genda was released and desisted by the time of his intentions-I think it was offended and went his way to make me jealous, although I never came to anything like I thought ... and then when we make up, well ... I lost a little control and end up doing this and that with the promise that it would be the only one! raised his finger closing his eyes happy and Genda , it fell with paws up on the floor. *
So easily'm sorry, poor you Takato, he thought. I hope no mistake with Mazawa-sama, if it hurt, he'll deal with.
Thank-smiled, blushing.
There's a question I have Is it only did that step under the desk or something else? because I do not think a reconciliation so you call warrants without suffix, because it would indeed be a step ... actually a stride that basis alone you would have ma ...
- Genda start your work even more red exclaimed, pushing him as it did Chiba, but to his desk!.
All right, not as ... shall ask anything else.
Takato sat back with a sigh, thinking they had surrendered Genda very easy to not want to know beyond what I knew.
However, his boss was about to make another take his surprise when, in the midst of their concentration on the computer, I hear your voice stand out:
-Takato came something urgent and must go with me, whispered chatter between Genda and the bubbling sound of water machine waiting room.
I look foolish to intercom with, but his imposing shadow made him raise his blond head toward the man who, before he imposed more than his shadow.
—Y-yes! -Volume her things and, not even to say goodbye to Genda, rode the elevator with Mazawa.
Mazawa was silent at his side, carrying on his right arm a long covered in the same fabric of her coat dress, because despite having started the spring was still cool outside. Takato imagined with the smooth, almost inaudible sound of the elevator, that if would be so helpless covered with thick brown winter.
But he wondered what had happened, Ryoma came to his thoughts and tube, a sudden concern. Nervous and fearful of asking for more, but frowning with some decision, he faced his boss, once front of the car on the sidewalk of the company, and looked on him as unimportant as his black coat was placed with a light and precise elegance.
-Mazawa-sama What ... what happened?
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