The new recruit was busy at work; the modern yet professional style of the onyx desk was painted with white sheets, discolored with many beige folders to hold their contents. Being a Warrant Officer at the prestigious N.O.L. was no easy task for the inexperienced. After making several calls to different departments, she gathered all the proper documents and placed them accordingly in one of the folders. "Oh no, I hope I can catch him before it's too late!" Serenity scurried out her office - her prayers quietly reached out to the higher being, hoping that the works of time would be in her favor. Turning a sharp corner, her frantic steps came to a quick halt. Her small frame had crashed into someone of taller stature; the victim of her clumsy gesture was rather sturdy.
"Uh-oh, careful..." He spoke in a calm manner, a sly smile stretched across his fox like face.
"Ohh..." Serenity groaned while collecting the lost files that scattered through the floor.
The green haired man only watched; amused with the discouragement that suddenly befall on her. It was rather fascinating on how she managed to always bring entertainment to his schedule of dull redundancy. "In a hurry, Ms. Izumi?" Hazama, the suave gentleman cooed as his smile stayed in place.
Looking up Serenity finally took notice of her superior. "Oh! I'm so sorry Mr. Hazama." She got hold of the last of the papers. "I didn't mean to run into you like that." Standing once more, their faces almost collided which made her nerves spiral in a tizzy. Such a wonderful height that he had. "...I", she took a step back, respecting his personal space, "I was actually hoping to catch you." She explained her hurried accident.
"Oh? Little ole' me? And, what was so important that you had to crash into me, hm?" He teased her misfortune with a light chuckle, noticing a soft blush glow against her cheeks.
"I said I was sorry..." She flushed, mumbling under her breath. "But, I just need your signature on some documents."
Embarrassment consumed every fiber of her being, how she wished she could just disappear. Did their encounters have to consist of her regaining composure from a sudden impact of some sort? "Ah, I see. And here I thought you were eager to see a familiar face..." He flirted, but to him it was innocent fun, though he knew his confidence was overpowering her sheepish behavior. "You were awfully in a rush..."
"Y-yes I was. But, I mean, it's not like I don't enjoy seeing you. But, these papers need to get to the Imperator."
"The Imperator, huh? Well that does sound urgent...!" He decided to play along with this busy matter. "I guess I have no choice but to sign. You wouldn't happen to have a pen now, would you?"
She figured he'd have his own writing utensil. Normally she had the extra precaution to carry one, but the thought skipped her mind - a busy one tends to become quite forgetful. But, that was such a lengthy jacket engulfing his body, there were no pockets that could supply him with what he needed? "No I don't. My plan was to get these to your office."
"Aren't you a smart cookie, it's no wonder you're part of Intelligence..." Smiling, he waltzed by her with arrogance, knowing that she would follow pursuit. And she did, clingy the folder close to her chest, the two Intelligence members strode through the empty halls; footsteps clobbing behind another pair - echoing throughout the vacant space. Arriving at their destination one of the dark double doors cracked opened. Hazama let the heavy door breeze through, allowing them access.
"Ladies first..." He stood aside to let her pass.
"Thank you." She was pleased to see such gentleman like behavior - manners and chivalry seemed ancient. She entered with her superior behind. The noticeable sound of the door closing clasped through his office.
"Now, let me see..." Hazama questioned walking towards his desk, "Ah, here we are!" A clever ruse of resolution covered his voice as he grabbed the precious, metallic treasure. Serenity stood in front of his desk, pulling out the necessary documents. "Sheesh! Now I thought you said SOME papers, not a whole truck load!"
His protest gave her a bit of a shock. She hoped that she could come to reason with him. "I'm sorry, but these papers need your signature. And besides, it's not that much."
His lazy nature exasperated into a heavy sigh as he took a seat behind is desk. "...Oh dear, at this rate I'll be here all night."
Serenity wasn't sure what the fuss was all about. The total number of documents were no greater than ten. And his name was the only thing that was needed, he didn't even have to read them, not like he would if it was necessary. She wished there was some way to help, but forgery would probably result in immediate termination. Not long after, Hazama completed his task, but it felt like an eternity.
"There, all done!" He smiled at his regained freedom, "And here you are Ms. Izumi." Pushing the signed papers towards her; he was more than happy to be rid of them.
"See, that didn't take too long..." Now that this was over, Serenity was joyful about the end of her day. Once these documents were delivered, she planned on soaking her body in a well deserved bath. Her mind wandered to the bubbly paradise, the peaceful atmosphere, and the gentle aroma of her favorite scent that seemed to lull her while she bathed.
"Um, Serenity? Serenity?" A voice interrupted her fabricated fantasy. "Hellooo, anyone in there?"
"Oh, sorry , I was thinking about my plans after I get these delivered."
"Plans? Oh, got a hot date, huh?"
She giggled, "N-no, nothing like that. It's just me, myself, and I." She organized the files accordingly, since he just shoved them away in no particular order.
"Oh ho ho, impossible! Someone so cute as you couldn't be alone. You have a lot of admirers you know..."
"...Really?" She questioned while placing the papers in the pamphlet, "Who?"
"I'll let you figure that out. It's no fun knowing who your secret admirer is, right? I mean the phrase does have the word 'secret' in it."
He wasn't lying per say, he heard others talk about how petty she was and that her chocolate skin gave off some mysterious yet sexy vibe. He couldn't blame them though, that white collard shirt was professional, yet, how it was buttoned gave a good show of cleavage, but balanced enough to give any person who probably took more than a glance to imagine what was hidden. And he admired how she took fashion in her own hands and rolled up the sleeves. That pencil skirt sewn with black fabric hugged the curves of her hips... which seemed more wide than what the other females had. Genetics did her right. And he had to admit, she had some damned good legs, glazed with black stockings, yes, genetics definitely did her right. Not to mention those heels or pumps rather she wore, which only accentuated them. Her attire was completed with some kind of hat, it was round at the top but then bobbed over. Hazama knew there was a correct term for them but no matter. The hat was black, but a white piece wrapped around the middle and some kind of bow was tied. Her style was quirky in a way, yet classic and snazzy, like his... well, almost. He had to admit, the girl knew how to dress.
'Well, dress smart, be smart.'
Hazama noted to himself and smart she was indeed. She was in the same division, did her job, and didn't bother anyone. She pretty much stayed to herself and that's why Hazama liked her. But, unfortunately, his true nature really didn't involve liking people, but at least she wasn't garbage or some kind of puppet. But, with a body like Serenity's a couple of ideas came to mind for his own amusement, he still had needs after all.
"Secret admirers...? Well, I haven't heard that since I was little, but I suppose I better keep my eyes peeled. I'm sure you have a few yourself..." She smiled at him.
"Perhaps, I mean, it's highly possible..." He adjusted his hat, trying to contain his lust for her.
"Well, I won't hold you any longer. You have a good evening Sir." Making her way to the door, the view of her backside was his breaking point. Swaying side to side, to beckon his call. Her back curved which such elegance with a round hump that gave him a reminder to smack later on.
He couldn't let her leave, "Serenity?" He called as her hand was placed on the dull, bronze, knob.
She turned in response. "Yes?"
"Listen, since we both have some free time on our hands, why don't we spend it with one another?"
This was different, usually she leaves with nothing but the formalities. "One another? But, I mean, I don't want to be in the way..."
"Nonsense Officer, I enjoy your company, or else I wouldn't have bothered to ask..."
"I don't know... I appreciate the offer but, I have some things I need to take care of."
"Oh come now Serenity, you don't have to lie to me..." Pushing his chair back, he rose to his feet and started an approach. "If it's one thing I can't stand, it's a liar." His tone dropped; dark and eerie.
And before she knew it, Hazama towered over her; his shadow looming above. Her brown cheeks were painted with red, "Wha-what do you mean?" She tried to give them some distance, stepping away as her heel hit the door.
"Don't be so dumb Serenity, I've noticed the way you look at me..." With her back against the harden frame, he placed a hand above her head. "And all this time I thought you were being so dedicated to the N.O.L. Turns out, you were just avoiding me so that you could hide those little lust filled fantasies. Am I wrong?" His smile spread across his face, enticed by the position she was in.
His words stung with truth, but, there was no need for the discomfort. She put her head down in shame and lost the courage to face him. "I... I admit I find you attractive... but..." She piped a soft gasp, her confession was all he needed to start his perverted journey.
He started with her legs, a hand trailing up her thigh, "But, what?"
"...I-I just assumed the worse, a-and decided to leave it alone."
"Oh sweet Serenity, you know what they say about making assumptions..." He took this opportunity to brush his lips along her neck, kissing gently.
Try as she might, soft moans whisked in his ear, she couldn't deny the pleasure that coursed through her body. "M-Mr. Hazama..." She called to him. He raised her leg and wrapped it around his waist. Now that she was in a compromising position; his pelvis took action, ramming their bodies into another as their clothes shielded the Netherlands.
Serenity could feel his erect member, Hazama enjoyed her dainty fingers curl along the back of his neck as she continued to moan; echos bouncing off the walls.
He used his sharp canines to his advantage by giving her delicate skin quick nips in various spots. With his ravaging hips and snake like bites, her moans turned to whimpers. "Ow, Mr. Ha-Hazama, ow!" Her nails dug into his neck, soon she knocked over his hat.
Taking things a bit further, he pinned her wrists beside her head; squeezing with a threatening grip.
"Ahh!" She squealed, which only made him grin from ear to ear.
"Well, gosh, am I squeezing too hard? Nehehehe." He mocked with satisfaction.
Her eyes met with his... two brilliant, golden pupils stared into her glittery hazel orbs. Those eyes he had... they weren't human. Resembling a snakes'; they slit down the middle and shot a deadly glare.
"Hey, the hell you looking at?" His voice now annoyed. Hazama was never rude to her nor vicious. It was as if he became a different person. "Hey! I asked you, what are you looking at! What are ya deaf?"
To confirm her suspicion, the green locks upon his head started to ripple upwards as they began to spike. Before he could complete his transformation, a knock was heard.
..."...Oh? Another visitor?" His voice trickled in her ear - returning to that usual gentle tone as his hair lay flat. "Who is it?" Hazama chimed innocently - eyes peering down.
As a subordinate explained that Serenity's task was not completed, Hazama released his grip and made it so that she could move on her own. "Just a moment..." With his aura no longer poisonous, a smile plastered on his face, he picked up his hat and dust it off before topping his head. "You better get going Serenity. I would hate to see you terminated for something so trivial as tardiness."
She quickly gathered the fallen sheets before exiting. "U-umm, h-have a good night S-Sir." Her voice faint and timid.
"You as well Ms. Izu-" The door closed before he could bid his good-bye. "Hmph, well that was rude and after I spared her life too. Oh well..." He noticed that a single sheet was left behind, "Hah, I guess she'll be back for this... but until then..."
He was left in a state of arousal. Taking a seat, he dialed a specific number upon that vintage styled phone. With a devious grin to match his glowing eyes, "Lieutenant Noel, this is Hazama from Intelligence. Could you come to my office? There's something I'd like to discuss with you..."