A/N: New story! Wahoo! I've written about 8 chapters (9 000 words) and there's still TONS to go. This is going to be one doozy of a story, let me tell you. The chapters definitely get longer as the story progresses and I'm using dub names this time.

For some background information- read Forced Holidays which is like the precursor to this story.

I've only read over this once so forgive me if there are any mistakes- I've had a very long week.

Revitalise

Chapter 1: The Beginning

Is this the end of Shields Corporation?

Earlier this week Seiya Shields, CEO of Shields Corporation, was reported missing after his absence was noted at important company events. The Daily News has received word from an inside source that notorious playboy, Shields, is vacationing in the Bahamas with Russian supermodel Elsa Dezynhov. It is unclear whether his family was aware of his holiday plans as they were the ones who reported him missing, however many of the company shareholders and investors remain unimpressed with the performance of Shields. Seiya Shields inherited the family company after his father passed away several years ago. Under his guidance company profits have slowly been falling as his personal life continues to tarnish the public image of the company. With disgruntled rumblings being heard and a CEO who seems more concerned with his tan, the future of the company is uncertain.

"Darien, this can't go on." Andrew Furuhata sighed heavily as he loosened his tie.

It had been a hectic day of damage control and this newspaper article was just the tip of the iceberg. Seiya's exploits in the past week had been varied and widely reported. Darien dropped the newspaper onto his desk in disgust. His fists curled into tight balls as he attempted to surpress his anger.

"That idiot" he snarled. He leaped out of his chair and began pacing around his office, attempting to walk off his anger.

Andrew ran a hand through his dirty blonde hair.

"It's not all that bad, maybe we can just tell the shareholders that he's on a business venture?" he suggested half-heartedly.

"Oh yes, our new Russian models business. Yes, I'm sure they'll buy that." Darien replied sarcastically. He threw his hands up in the air in frustration.

"Drew… I don't know what to do. Seiya is irresponsible, out of control, a terrible businessman and top it off, he's a dick. He's been dragging the company down with his ridiculous antics!"

"Look man, I seriously think you should talk to the b—"

Darien looked up sharply and frowned.

"I thought we discussed this." He snapped.

"And things have just gotten worse!" Andrew exclaimed.

He stood up and strode over to Darien's bookshelf and pulled out a thick manila folder which had been hastily shoved between two books.

"This folder" he said as he waved it in front of Darien's face, "contains every newspaper article written about Seiya. 90% of them are negative and have negatively affected your family name and company in some way. Now you can go on and pretend that Seiya is a great CEO who hasn't left you to clean up the destruction he leaves behind, or you can face facts."

Darien groaned but Andrew's words rang true.

"But he's my brother…"

"A shit brother." Andrew pointed out.

Darien neither acknowledged nor denied this statement. It was true and they both knew it.

He grabbed the manila folder, or as he liked to refer to it in his head 'The Seiya Files', and carefully buried it behind several large thick books. His gaze fell on an old family photo taken when he and Seiya were small children. His father and mother stood together, arms around each, beaming at the camera. In front of them Darien grinned toothily but not at the camera, but rather at his parents. The older Seiya smiled charmingly at the camera. Darien remembered those days. Things had been simpler back then.

"My father built this company from scratch. He raised it from the ground and now Seiya is going to raze it to the ground." He said quietly to Andrew.

"I know he's your brother and he's family but I think you should talk to the board. They know that those 'brilliant ideas' that Seiya brought to the board were actually yours. Everyone knows how hard you've been working to keep things afloat."

"Thanks man, I guess I'd better schedule an emergency board meeting for tomorrow." He said with a sigh. Andrew grinned and roughly patted his back before hollering for Darien's secretary.

As Andrew set up the meeting, Darien contemplated his future. He didn't doubt his ability to be CEO. If he was being honest, then he'd been doing Seiya's job for the past year. No, what he was worried about was his brother's reaction and how it would affect his family. He shook his head to rid himself of these thoughts, there was no point dwelling on them now. His sister would understand and Seiya would just have to deal with the consequences of his actions for once. Right now, Darien's primary concern was impressing the board and convincing them to give him his brother's job.

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Preview: "That's jerk!" Lita muttered murderously.