Mikai was anxious waiting Eisuke to finally tell her to make his coffee so she could leave for the day. She had already cleaned the executive lounge and was waiting for the bidders to order something. Technically she could leave now, but it was like an unspoken rule between Eisuke and her, he orders, she makes it and she is free.
"Oh, hey, Sor!"
Ugh. just what she needed, the conversation would start all over again now, back to wiping the kitchen table it is.
"Good evening" I say in my most professional voice, not looking him in the eyes as he passes, but I still see a slight nod he gives to me in return. If I had to pick one of the bidders that unnerves me the most, it would be Soryu. Eisuke comes in close as second, he was my boss after all and the fucking devil, but Soryu was in the Mafia. The first time I met him he basically threatened to kill me and although it's hard to explain why I quickly developed a small crushon him after everything settled down and I returned to working, paying off my dept to Mr. Ichinomiya. It's probably my fucked up brain that seeks the wrong kind of men, my ex was not a gang leader, but he was a peace of trash.
"Hey, Mikai! What are you asleep?" Eisuke scoffs in his demanding voice.
"I am sorry, I got lost in my thoughts"
"Come on, Eisuke, our Mikai works hard all day, she can slip off for a minute or two, even better when she is with us. Come on , join us" Baba offers and patts the couch cushion next to him.
"Whatever, make me coffee, Mikai"
Phew, thank god for Baba's intrusive nature, I smile at him, he winks in my direction.
"I'll have a cappuccino, cutie"
"I'll take one cappuccino too" Mamoru says half asleep.
"What do you need that for? You'll go right back to sleep anyways and leave it to get cold." Soryu says to Mamoru in an annoyed tone. Baba looks at me, we both know that when Ota is out of town fights tend to ignite more often, something about not having one part of the five throws their balance off.
"How about you mind your bussiness, Soryu"
Just about when Soryu was opening his mouth, I interupted.
"It's really fine, I don't mind making two cups" I say in a slightly higher tone than usual, I really hate it when they fight and besides Soryu drinks Mamoru's drinks when he doesn't, maybe that's why he never asks me to make him anything. I saw it one time when I forgot my entrance card upstairs, when I opened the door to the lounge he was just finishing drinking the cup, our eyes met and I didn't say anything about it.I guess he hates wastefulness.
The fued was dissolved before even starting and I left after giving all of them their beverages.
"I'll see you tomorrow, have a good night" I say to all of them just before leaving, but only Soryu snaps his head up and pays attention, the others seem to be arguing about some sort of necklace Baba has to steal. I remember his eyes all the way home.
Mikael Blomkvist: Why do some people are so disrespectful? Don't they realize it is dishonorable?
Tiamat: I really don't know, I work with someone like that. She makes things tougher than they should be (¬､¬)
Mikael Blomkvist: It just annoys me, in his place I would do things properly. He not only brings dishonor to his profession, but also doesn't value other people's work.
Tiamat:You seem quite worked up, maybe take a breather and go for a walk outside?
Mikael Blomkvist: It's alright, I have more work to do tonight, thank you for your concern.
Tiamat:So freelancing keeps you busy? My work does too, I just now got home （πーπ）and I'm making dinner.
Mikael Blomkvist: If the hours are so unbearable why don't you quit?
Tiamat: I am no quitter! (๑˃̵ᴗ˂̵)و Also, I don't finish it so late all the time, I actually enjoy my work. There are some inconveniences yes, but it's nothing to quit over.
Mikael Blomkvist: That's admirable. People nowadays don't value hard work and determination.
Mikael Blomkvist: What does that mean?
Tiamat: It's a blushing emoji.
Mikael Blomkvist: Oh, alright.
Soryu was alone in the back of his limousine, and he was smiling.
I wonder how would she look like blushing.I wonder how does she look, a person with such a light personally cannot be ugly. They have been talking for the past week, Soryu thought that he would stop and delete the app after a day or two, but it was interesting to chat with her, he didn't know her real name, her age or what she looked like, but he didn't find that troubling at all. It 's not like he would ever meet with her.
Tiamat: I'm going to sleep, goodnight (ᴗ˳ᴗ)
Mikael Blomkvist: Goodnight, sleep well.
Tiamat:You too, whenever you do get your owl head to bed
Soryu closed the app and sighted. It 's back to business, he calls up Ryosuke and Koichi to make sure their at the location of the exchange,the dreadful gun shipment will finally be driver pulls up at an abandoned warehouse,Soryu steps out of the car and quite comically his face turns to one of disgust, he smells it, his nose can't handle it, what the fuck is Nobu doing by bringing a woman here?
"Soryu my man" and why the fuck is he calling me "his man"?
"It was great, Nobu, let's get down to business, shall we?"
"Oh, ever the businessman"
A little cough interupts them, the woman is definetly not dressed for a gun exchange, she's wearing high heels, a tiny provocative dress and her hair is tied up neatly in a bun, her neck is covered with a gold necklace, a matching bracelet on her wrist. Elegant attire, Soryu notices,but not suited for the occasion.
"Oh, yes,Soryu have you met my niece Daika?"
"No, I have not. It's a pleasure to know one more Tiger"
"Oh, you're such a gentleman Soryu, I like that a lot" She says flirtatiously, and Soryu is quite sure she is making her voice sweeter and more gentle than it is, it is ridiculous and she sounds like a child. Is that supposed to be attractive?
The men get on with their business, this exchange goes with no fuss, Ryosuke was not allowed to talk, which satisfied Koichi, a lot.A little too much in Soryu's opinion, they should really stop pestering each other already.
"It's good doing business with you, Nobu, however this started, I am glad we overcame our disagreements"
"I can't disagree, Soryu"
The men shook hands and Soryu left. It was a long day today, it's finally time to rest.
"So?" Nobu asks the woman before her.
Mikael Blomkvist:Good morning, have a good day.
Tiamat: Thank you, you too!（＾_＾）
It warmed Mikai's heart. Yes she was a strong woman, but that didn't mean she disliked attention. In comparison with her ex, the detective guy already gave her more attention,than he had ever given her. She wasn't the type to need it all the time,but Mikai was smart enough to know that a relationship can't survive without it. They have been talking for a week now, it would be time to exchange pictures and real names, but he hadn't mentioned it yet, which was odd, maybe he just didn't want to pressure her.
I wonder what he is doing right now, for someone who freelance's he wakes up early, which suits his personality well. She finished the thought smiling. How did she like that guy already? Sure, it was just a small crush, but still, they have been talking only for a week, this has never happened before.
Just as she got to work her pager went off, damn you, Eisuke! She bolted to the elevator, oh why the hell the executive lounge is on the highest floor? So the rich could look down to the poor? She giggled to herself. The elevator door opened and she rushed out and suddenly collided with someone's chest, the man took a step backwards out of the impact of the clash, and put his hands around her so she wouldn't fall. Mikai looked up and her eyes met with Soryu Oh's surprised gaze. She quickly got out of his arms and bowed.
"Please, forgive my carelessness , I was rushing and wasn't aware of my surroundings"
Mikai heard a small chuckle. She looked up in surprise.
"Don't worry, there's nothing to apologize for"
And then he stepped into the elevator, leaving Mikai all surprised and confused. Did he just chuckle? What? I guess even gang leaders have good days. What am I even thinking about, of course they do! I just never seen look so carefree.
Her pager beeped again. Oh yes, ! I am coming!
"What the hell took you so long?" Eisuke complained just as she got through the door.
"I am sorry, Mr. Ichi- aaaahhhh!" a big hand snaked around her waist and another covered her eyes.
"Hello, pet, did you miss me?"
" Mr. Kisaki! How was your trip?" Mikai asked as she escaped his arms.
"It was great, pet, I got some gifts for you."
"Okay, that's just wooonderfull, Mikai make me coffee"
Ota walks over to the rest of the guys and they immediately start talking business. Mikai gets Eisuke his coffee and Ota takes her with him into his room, Baba whistles and the rest of the men laugh. A blush creeps up Mikai's face. But it's quickly replaced with a curious expression. When Ota told her that he had gifts for her she expected something like dog food, that would be very Ota, but now he hands her a delicate box. She takes the ribbon off, it's silk. Inside she sees a beautiful bird flying over a body of water.
" Mr. Kisaki , it's beautiful"
"Good, because it is for you"
"But, I can't possibly take it"
"Don't argue with me, pet. I painted it while I was travelling, but when it was done, I couldn't sell it. Strangely enough the painting made me think of you"
"Thank you, Mr Kisaki" she bows her head with gratitude.
"Hey, what's taking you two so long? Any funny business over here?" Baba says as he opens the door, grinning.
"I'm coming, old man" he pats my head and leaves.
I didn't expect this from Ota at all, for once treating me like a human and he was so nice. Mikai takes the painting from the box and sees a little bag filled with dog food. Oh, well I'm gonna take this as an improvement.
Walking to the lounge with Baba, Ota couldn't stop thinking as to why Soryu told him to gift the painting to Mikai. Soryu saw his painting when he returned this morning and after a moment of complete silence, said that he'll buy it, but Ota needs to gift it to Mikai, no questions asked and dear God if he tells anyone about this the media will forget about the renounced angelic artist in a flash.
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