Disclaimer: I do not own Yami No Matsuei. …Darn.

Tatsumi gets stressed so much. He was engulfed in paperwork when a soft knock came to his door. The secretary tiredly looked up at the door, glaring at it for a minute before continuing with his work. A second knock came, more loudly and harder.

"What do you want?"

The door opened, revealing a smiling Watari. Tatsumi glared at him and ignored it as he entered, closing the door behind him, and stood in front of the man. Tatsumi was trying to focus on his work, but he couldn't, when a blonde man was sitting on the corner of his desk, staring at him. He had to resist the urge to yell.

"What do you want, Yutaka?"

"Oh, nothing!"

"Then would you please leave? I have a lot of work to do right now."

"Oh, wow! I see what you mean! Hm…"

Watari pondered the large pile of papers atop the desk playfully. Tatsumi was not amused.

"Are you going to leave, or not?"

"You seem a bit irritable today, Seiichi-chan! You need to relax!"

"What?"

Tatsumi jumped as Watari pulled the man's rolling chair away from the desk. The secretary tried to reach out and grab hold of his desk, but was too far away. He looked back and glared at his friend as Watari put a hand on his shoulder.

"Oh! You're so tense, Seiichi-chan! Your shoulders are tight! I can fix that!"

"No, thank you. I am-"

He paused as soon as Watari started to rub out his shoulders. It felt good. He hadn't realized he was so tense until then. It felt good to be able to relax. After a minute, he took his glasses off and his head lolled back. Watari laughed and kept going.

Minutes later, everyone in the office was staring at Tatsumi's office door, confused. There was no yelling, or fighting. It was dead silent, and had been ever since Watari entered. Hisoka was trying to focus on work, and not how Tsuzuki was staring at the door.

"What's wrong with you?"

"Oh, nothing. It's nice to see those two getting along!"

"They've been in there a while."

"Yeah, but Tatsumi has been extra stressed lately."

He raised an eyebrow and focused his empathy towards the room. He saw Tatsumi getting a massage, and an unusual thought came to mind. He wanted one, too.