Author's Note: May or may not have different Pov's for now just Kyouya's...
Looking at bussiness deals always gave him pleasure especially finding clauses and other little catches. He almost wondered if they put them in there to see if he lived up to his reputation of never letting anything get past him. After all he had surpassed his father in the business world and had even bought his company after it had started floundering under his brother.
Pushing up his glassess he reached for his cup of coffee, blinking when he noticed it was once again full and piping hot. The soft click from the door told him his secretary had entered while he had been busy and quietly refilled his cup. If there was one person he could rely on in this business it was his secretary.
The boy was rather amazing to support his drunk of a mother and his equally useless sisters, of which he knew there were at least five, and their kids! He had taken over four jobs all different, working at a coffee shop, studying under a massage therapist, being a waiter at a high end restaurant, and being a part-time secretary to a floundering law firm. He had met the boy when he was waitering at a restaurant that he usually brought his business associates to.
'His memory was amazing, didn't even use a notepad and brought everything that idiot ordered down to a tee. He even remembered who wanted which drink. But what impressed me the most was his ability to read other's body language. He was immediately there when I was past my limit for being around the man.'
Of course then he had bought out the law firm he had been working at and met the boy again. Everything had been pristine and organized on his desk and then and there he had made a note of the boy's name. He did a thorough background check and found out why he was working in so many places, where he lived, and in the end he had walked right up to him and made him an offer.
"Quite all your jobs and come to work as my secretary if you are as good as I'm hoping you are I will pay you triple of what you originally make at all four of your jobs."
His face had seemed shocked but he didn't accept right away, which while annoying Kyouya had to agree that it was smart of him to do so. After all there were some weirdo's living here and while the boy had seem him at the restaurant he didn't know if the offer was legitimate. So he had asked if he could at least have an interview which Kyouya had agreed to.
While many had agreed to be his secretary he dumped them quickly until he had a name among them. The Perfectionist. While it was better than the name that most of his other underlings called him, like The Demon, which was one of the nicer ones he had heard. This didn't seem to affect the boy and while his wages and benefits were set Kyouya also told him what would be expected of him.
Even then he didn't flinch but he did seem worried about something noticing this he looked at him and lifted a brow the stoic face didn't crack but he did speak.
"Ootori-san I know that you run a large business and that there are certain things expected of you. I'm sure you already know of my financial state I have no way of living up to your standards of dress."
Blinking he looked the other over and nodded quickly typing something into the contract. It would be a small matter of providing a small allowance for his secretary to dress to his company's standards. Especially if he was as good as Kyouya suspected he was.
"I will provide you an allowance so that you can dress to my standards, if there is anything else?"
With a shake of his head Kyouya had the perfect secretary, and his instincts had been correct. Not only could his new secretary brew and prepare coffee exactly the way he liked it. He knew when Kyouya did and did not want to be interrupted without him saying so. He was also quiet when doing anything and he kept his work just as pristine and organized as Kyouya's.
Shaking his head he turned to his computer and started typing in figures working everything out in his head. When a disturbance outside his office interrupted him. One voice was loud and then he heard his secretary clearly refusing to allow anyone to bother his boss. Sighing he returned to his computer sure that young Cat would be able to deal with it.
When it was silent again he felt a small breeze that told him his secretary was changing out the coffee for a small glass of ice water with lemon exactly how he liked it. Rubbing the bridge of his nose he turned to look at his secretary.
Dressed just as elegantly as his boss though not as expensive he was clean cut and yet he couldn't help but feel the name suited him. His chestnut colored hair wasn't slicked back with gel but rather combed into a clean look suited to a man of his station. His wide set green-grey eyes reminded him of the sea on a stormy day. His voice wasn't very deep but rather quite soft and Kyouya found it calming after a long day of dealing with dishonest people.
"What was the disturbance?"
A tiny crease between the brows told Kyouya that he was not pleased at that encounter. When he sipped his water and set it back on the appointed coaster he looked at his secretary waiting.
"Forgive me Kyouya-sama but someone named Tamaki insisted that I let him in to see you. He said that you were old friends and has refused to leave even after I told him that you couldn't be bothered for at least another couple of hours."
Stiffening he leaned back in his chair and thought about it, the friend who had betrayed him for a woman. Sneering he steepled his hands and glared daggers at the door. When he felt his suit coat being tugged off he leaned forward and allowed it. Cat's skilled hands massaged his neck and shoulder helping him relax some.
After a particularly harrying business day he had been surprised when Cat had come in and offered a massage to ease the tension. It had started becoming a regular thing and now he no longer thought about it when Cat did so. His tense shoulder muscles were forced back into relaxation.
"Send him away and tell him I don't have a friend named Tamaki."
When his secretary was about to retreat he caught the hand and standing caught the delicate chin forcing the other to look him in the eyes. Staring down he waited for the other to pay him complete and undivided attention.
"Never let him in my office I don't want to see or talk to him, understand Cat?"
His secretary gently lifted his arms and massaged slightly at his temples as though knowing that a head-ache was coming on.
"I understand completely Kyouya-sama, I will bring you an aspirin and two Motrin for you head-ache."
Letting him go he nodded and watched as he walked out the door looking towards the waiting area that Kyouya had purposefully set out of his doors line of sight. He had never wanted to see the blond after he had left with his fiance all those years ago.
He had even cut ties with the other's of the host club not seeing them unless it was bussiness related and even then he usually sent a representative of his company. Holding out his hand he took the medicine and swallowed it with a small drink of water. Pulling off his glasses he looked warily toward the door.
"Kyouya-sama he has left the building but says he will come back tomarrow shall I inform security?"
Shaking his head he muttered curses under his breath for a while before standing Cat held up his coat and he slipped back into it.
"When we get home cancel all the appointments for tomorrow and get me Tamaki's place of residence we are visiting. I can't have him interrupting business that is unacceptable."
Cat nodded grabbing his briefcase for him and handed it to him, Cat shut his own computer down and grabbed his things. When they were down the elevator the secretary at the desk smiled at both of them handing Cat any messages. Cat filtered through them and finally handed him two that were the only ones important enough for him to read. Any other information would go into Cat's amazing memory for when he needed it later.
The car was brought up and Cat took the keys to the overly expensive car that he as Ceo of his company was expected to drive. When Cat opened his door for him he got in without thinking about it, when the soft pur of the engine reached his ears he ignored the busy streets already longing for home.
Cat had started living with him when his family had kicked him out after one of his sisters had another child. He had offered and Cat accepted, the conditions were that Cat didn't have to pay rent if he cooked, cleaned, did laundry, and drove him to and from work. He had heard some bold employees suggest there was more going on than just that, but they were immediatly fired. If they had time to be thinking up such blatant fantasies about him and his secretary then they weren't doing their job.
After that he didn't hear another word about it, from what he knew the other employees respected Cat for the most part even though he didn't have a collage degree or some other such nonsense. When the engine turned off he heard a choked sound from Cat and looked out the windshield to see a bright blond standing in front of his mansion. Clearly he needed to fire some incompetent people for allowing him even inside the gates. Without a word Cat drove to the parking garage clearly intent on getting rid of Tamaki before he could become an even bigger nuisance.
He waited quietly beside the car watching as Cat called for security, by the way that the man hung his head at Cat's words he figured that was the person he needed to fire. Without barely another word spoken Tamaki was escorted to his car but before he entered it completely their eyes met and he saw the look of pain on his face.
Ignoring it he walked to the door where Cat was waiting looking at the car with a bit of irritation on his usually stoic face. With a simple four digit number the door opened and he sighed at the welcoming heat in the cold. Taking off his shoes he shrugged his coat off into Cat's waiting fingers.
"Dinner will be ready in an hour Kyouya-sama but I made sure that I had some hot water prepared for tea if you want some. Or I can draw you a bath and you can soak while I cook."
Thinking about it he decided on tea and in a minute was handed some leaning on the counter he watched Cat cook in his spacious kitchen. The smells soon started making his stomach growl and he suddenly felt the need to explain to his companion.
"Tamaki is the idiot who started the host club I helped with the finances, right after we graduated he left without saying anything to anyone until six monthes later. That's when we learned that he had asked a mutual friend to marry him and they were getting married in several weeks. By then I had given up on the thought of friendship and had buried myself in work, my business was new and I couldn't leave it. I didn't go to the wedding and when I started getting hundreds of messages I switched my number and threated people with death if it ever got out. I have seen neither hide nor hair of the idiot blond since then."
He knew he was gritting his teeth and forced himself to relax and take a sip of his favorite tea. Looking up he noticed the pondering look on Cat's face wondering what it meant he leanded forward.
"What are you thinking?"
Cat shrugged and prepared a plate for each of them they sat at the small table in the dining room.
"I just wondered why he wanted to get back in touch now. He didn't seem like it was urgent that he see you but rather insistent, I guess he didn't get the hint when you broke contact with him. Judging by how he interacted with me I'd say he uses his charm instead of his wits."
Laughing he nodded, that was Tamaki alright.
"I guess I can't blame the guard for letting him through, he can be quite charming when he wants to be. But it will not happen again Kyouya-sama, I also had a talk with the receptionist she will no longer let him up to your office."
The irritation when Cat complimented Tamaki's charm made him frown in thought. But clearly his companion saw Tamaki as little more than an irritation to be dealt with. Eating his food he considered why he had reacted the way he had.
'Tamaki's charm works on everyone, I felt betrayed when Cat complimented him. Everyone has always loved Tamaki and forgiven him once he gave one of his trademark smiles. But apparently that was not the case for Cat.'
"You do not think he is charming then?"
Cat shook his head.
"Anyone that annoys Kyouya-sama is to be considered nothing more than a nuisance. I am curious as to why you wish to visit him though."
Nodding he took another bite enjoying the warm delicious food before answering.
"He will be to busy looking for me at work, that will leave his beloved wife at home. I am sure I can at least convince her to convince Tamaki to stop bothering me. She always had more sense than that idiot prince."
He ate some more but Cat said nothing only ate quietly across from him probably planning out all the things that needed to be done the next day. Standing he left the dishes to Cat and went into his room not in the least surprised to see clothes laid out for him and his bedding turned back for him to sleep. Changing he tossed his clothes on a chair for once to tired to care about being immaculate.
'Why do you haunt me now Tamaki?'
To be continued....