It just wasn't fair. Tatsumi looked over a pile of papers at the cheerful face of Tsuzuki chatting with Watari, both seeming to be bubbling with happiness. Tatsumi looked back down at the papers, but the numbers seemed to blur before his eyes. He was startles slightly, and blinked back the tears. What was he thinking?! Tsuzuki...he was no one's but his own. He was as forbidden to him as...as...Tatsumi couldn't think of a proper analogy, so he gave up. He continued to stare blankly at the paper, paying more attention to the conversation between Tsuzuki and Watari more than anything else. Slowly, his frustration crept into his mind and he snorted inwardly. What was he doing, acting like a lovesick fool? He had work to do, damnit. He poured all his efforts into his work, trying his best to forget about that cheerful face, those amethyst eyes, that soft smile...

"Did you see Tats?" Watari said quietly to Tsuzuki.

Tsuzuki nodded, "It was as if he went into his own world. And he's normally so SERIOUS."

"Yeah," Watari chuckled, then pulled his best Tatsumi impression, looking very stiff and proper, holding a pile of papers near his side. "What are you doing, Tsuzuki?! You've spent WAY too much on sweets recently! Don't you know you're only pushing us further into debt?!" Watari said in his best mock-Tatsumi voice. Tsuzuki was nearly rolling with laughter. Watari placed the papers back down gently, and grinned widely.

Tsuzuki finally controlled his laughter, and smiled back. "You really shouldn't be that hard on him, though," he said.

Watari snorted, "He's the one that shouldn't be so hard on US."

Tsuzuki shrugged, then looked over his shoulder at Tatsumi who was furiously scribbling away, balancing the accounts. "Still, I think he cares a lot about us," he said turning back to Watari. Watari still wore a disbelieving look, but 003 nodded on Watari's shoulder, and said in a soft voice, "I think you're right." Tsuzuki smiled at the cute little owl and watched Watari sigh.

"Whatever. I still think he should go a little easier on us all. We don't need a slave driver," he said and walked out of the office, back to his experiments. Tsuzuki shook his head, thinking Watari was a little too harsh on Tatsumi today. Tsuzuki smiled to himself. Tatsumi was probably complaining about all the explosions and other weird things that went on in Watari's laboratory. Then again, he was probably still a little sore about being transferred into Gu-Sho-Shin's body. But who wouldn't? Tsuzuki himself was still more than a little annoyed with the mad scientist on the grounds of being transferred to Saya's body. Just the thought of it makes Tsuzuki shudder. Tsuzuki sighs, then smiles slightly at Tatsumi working on the accounts. He was so hard working. 'Unlike me,' he thought with a sweatdrop. Still, he couldn't help but admire Tatsumi. He was so devoted. 'Ah, what am I thinking? This is the same guy who calls me a baka every other second,' he thought to himself, then slowly walked out of the office.

Tatsumi could finally relax. He slowly backed away from the papers, knowing he had not made any errors. He inputted them into the computer, then sat back in his chair and sighed. He knew that he could never get close to Tsuzuki. They always hurt each other when they became too close. He wished that he was someone else, someone who could get close to Tsuzuki...but he knew such a thing could never happen. He's not that lucky.