This is just a small read. I’ll be making a part 2 in the future!
Fresh out of college you planned to start out as a private investigator. Many people recommend a specific agency known for there detective successes as well as working with celebrities (private clients).
At first you thought it was all a joke but once you arrived to the agency for a visit. The structure towered over every surrounding building. It seemed very intimidating.
You gulped, picking up your heels as you approached the glass automatic doors. “Welcome.” A door-man greeted as you entered the facility.
Even provided service and a literal door-man. This was legitimate.
“Are you here for an appointment?” The lady at the front-desk asked. “I’m here to visit-“ You peered down at a business card your professor hand you. “Kotobuki Reiji.” You confidently spoke.
The lady gasped. “What’s wrong?” You said confused by her reaction. “I apologize. Kotobuki Reiji, right?” She cleared her throat asking for clarification. “Yes.” You nodded awkwardly.
Her reaction was quite exaggerated, it made you worry. “Take the elevator to the 5th floor.” She slipped a card over to you. “Oh thank you.” You took the card, walking to the nearest elevator.
The card she slipped over had a small note on it:
Don’t involve yourself with Mr. Kotobuki.
Don’t involve? Was this some sort of warning?
You entered the elevator once the doors opened and headed to the 5th floor. The note definitely seemed like a warning.
Before you could linger on the thought, the doors opened slowly to the 5th floor. It was silent, the corridor was nothing but vacant.
Standing before you was a young man with his back towards a large door. “Here to see Mr. Kotobuki?” He asked, reaching for the door knob behind him. “Yes sir.” You nodded, gulping your nervousness.
He then swiftly opened the door. You entered slowly trying to avoid making much of a racket. The man then shut the door loudly behind you causing you to jump.
The room looked a mess. Millions of case files were scattered across the room. Along with a bunch of paper work and complaints from clients.
There was a faint snore ahead of you. A brown leather sofa stood in the middle of the office. Resting on the sofa was none other than the infamous detective, Kotobuki Reiji.
His mouth was slightly opening, his hair was disheveled and his dress shirt collar was unbuttoned at the top. He looked exhausted even while he was sleeping.
A bunch of papers lied over his limp sleeping body. There was so much work to be done and yet he was SLEEPING?!
As you observed him a little closer, his eyes suddenly shot open. “Mhm.” He groaned just waking from his sleep. “Mr. Kotobuki?” You questioned. Half-asleep he reached out to you, caressing your cheek.
Without warning, he sat up pulling you into a kiss. “What the hell!” You pushed him off the sofa, stepping back from the man. From the push it had definitely woken him up.
Reiji was sprawled out on the floor, papers and all scattered about him. “Huh.” He managed to say now realizing he was on the floor. You stood behind the sofa, pressing your paperwork against your chest in defense.
The man then sat up fixing his loosened collar, then reaching for his tie. “I’m very sorry about that.” He chuckled stepping up to his feet. “Why did you?” You questioned, preparing for anything.
“No need to get defensive! I just had a dream is all.” He said lifting his hands toward you jokingly. You squinted. Still very skeptical of this Kotobuki Reiji.
Reiji put his hand through his bed-headed hair as he sat on the sofa. “Here.” He said gesturing for you to sit beside him.
After his advances, you were very suspicious of him. Which caused you to sit a little further away from him on the sofa. “So what are you here for?” He questioned leaning back.
“My professor told me you were a pretty amazing detective. He suggested that maybe… I could be your apprentice in private investigations?” You questioned nervously.
Reiji’s face turned to a bewildered-confused look. He crossed his arms, “I’ve never once decided on taking on a apprentice. It’s hard for me to work on cases when there’s distractions.” He smirks.
“Distractions.” You said blankly knowing the meaning of his words. “A young-beautiful woman such as yourself has no use in this industry. You could be a model or.”
“Oh hell no. This has been something I’ve been working up to for such a long time. Now, your just saying that my looks would be better fit for a modeling agency. Your ridiculous.” You sighed, feeling your blood boil within in the presence of this asshole.
“If you seriously think that then. I think I’ll be glad to work alongside Mr. Kurusu. He was your old apprentice. Am I right?” You stood up from the sofa about to head for the door.
Reiji rubbed his forehead, irritatingly. “There’s a reason.” He murmured as you stepped toward the door. You huffed turning your heels to face his sullen persona, “And what is that reason?”
“This job isn’t as easy as you think. Mostly… it isn’t safe. I almost lost Syo because of my apprenticeship offer.” He sighed, sweating dripping down the nape of his neck.
Syo? Mr. Kurusu? Don’t private investigators just do background checks and etc… Why would this job be dangerous?
“I would love to have you as my apprentice but I’m not willing to put another person’s life at risk.” Reiji spoke sincerely. His voice was now deep and dark. Just earlier he was so light-hearted.
This must be a hard topic to speak of with him…
“My professor believes in me. I was the top of my class and many people wanted to take me under there wing but my professor spoke of you so passionately. I just wanted to go above and beyond. It doesn’t matter if my life is in danger…” You shrugged rubbing your forearm.
Reiji leaned forward, his elbows on his knees. “You serious?” He asked slipping his hand through his unruly long hair. You nodded confidently. He then stood up straightening his suit.
“Well I can’t give up on someone as passionate as you. It’s been quite sometime since I’ve worked alongside someone. Let alone a beautiful girl.” He teased. “Mr. Kotobuki.” You fumed at his words.
“Just kidding.” He laughed holding his stomach.
You couldn’t help but shutter at the fact he might tease you often in the future. He once again stroking his slender fingers through his hair and extended his other hand toward you.
“Welcome Ms…” He stopped mid-sentence to catch a glimpse of your badge pinned to your cardigan. “(y/n).” He gave you a toothy grin and took you by the hand.
“Can’t wait to start Mr. Kotobuki.”
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