Thank you to everyone who read my other two stories! This will be my first multiple chapters story...I just got a stupid idea for a story and ding, this is the result . Enjoy!

Disclaimer: I don't own PoT, but the OC is mine

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Manager problems

It was a nice, sunny and warm day at the countryside. There were a few little farms here and there, and it was peaceful. Except for one, large and luxurious mansion where this story begins…

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"

A group of young teenagers gathered around the twitching body on the floor. One of the boys crouched down and poked the poor (half-dead) man.

"Do you think he's dead?" he asked the others and continued poking the poor guy.

"I didn't think he would collapse this soon. It has been only two days" another boy smiled and chuckled innocently at the sight.

"Senpai, I think we really caused our manager some serious mental damage…again" the youngest boy mumbled to his taller friend next to him.

"Shouldn't we call an ambulance? Will they find the way here? This is quite far from the city after all…"

"Relax senpai, they've probably memorized the way already, seeing how this happens quite often."

"Ore-sama demands you to tell what on earth is going on in Ore-sama's house!"

"You know, Monkey King, this is our house not yours."

"Do you have a problem with Ore-sama, ahn?"

"Shut up, Monkey King."

"Guys, just stop and call the ambulance already!"

"Mada Mada Dane."

"WHAT!?" the man stood up from his seat and slammed his hands on his desk.

"It's true, they're asking for a replacement again", the secretary whimpered and slipped out of the room to do her job.

Sakaki Tarou sighed and fell back to his chair. How many times did he already send them a new manager??? 10? 20? 50? He couldn't remember anymore.

The Princes. They were one of the most popular boy-bands in Japan. They had unique music, along with unique personalities. They were driving Sakaki Tarou, the president of Royal Enterprises, to an early grave.

"Those guys are a pain. No matter who it is, they always succeed to send the poor soul to mental institute!" he sighed, frustrated, and felt like crying…again…because of them.

There was a sudden knock on the door.

"Come in!" Sakaki called leaning his head on the palm of his hand.

The door opened and a smiling figure entered.

"Hello, Tarou-chan! You don't look too well. Is it them again?" she asked and hugged the stressed man.

"Yes, I don't know what to do anymore! Those guys are impossible!" he explained and took a sip of the coffee she had brought him.

"They must be quite hard to handle, seeing you in such condition" she looked at him sympathetically and patted his shoulder.

"Every men I sent are currently mentally ruined. The toughest of them lasted barely two weeks!"

"Men? You ever thought about sending a woman?"

"What are you, crazy? A normal woman would probably collapse in a day!" he took another sip from his coffee.

"Send me!"

Now the coffee was spat all over the table.

"WHAT!? I will NOT send you!"

"Why? I know this stuff, I was taught by you after all! I probably know more than the real ones!"

"I will not risk losing you because of those, those... devils!"

She laughed a little at that. "Gosh Tarou-chan, you know I'm actually weird myself, they wouldn't probably affect me that much. Besides, all the others were men and quite old, weren't they? So, I'm a perfect opposite!"

"I still don't know…"

"I'm just a substitute, remember? As long as Ryuuzaki-san is recovering abroad, I'll do the paperwork, send them to you and you just make someone sign them if needed. I'm not a manager yet, after all."

Sakaki thought about it. He certainly needed someone to look after the boys, and he knew she was actually the perfect one to tend and look after the devils, as he called them, but…SHE WAS TOO YOUNG TO DIE!!!

As if sensing his nervousness, she put a hand on his and smiled. "I'll be okay, I promise."

Sakaki heaved a heavy sigh, but nodded. "Alright, but if they do anything to you, I'll personally kill them."

"Oh? That was certainly fast, Sakaki-san! Tomorrow already? Yes, that's fine. Is that so? Yes, yes, we'll go easy on him, bye!" Fuji said and hung up. He was smiling widely as he went to the others, who were currently watching a movie in the basement. He simply went to the control room and stopped the film.

"Huh?" "What happened?" "Put the fucking film going!" he could hear their complains and came out smiling his ever-present close-eyed smile.

"Everyone, I have something to tell you all!" Fuji announced and everyone turned on their seats to look at him.

Fuji smiled a little wider and said: "Our new manager is coming tomorrow!"

"WHAAAT???"

"Fuji, you're not joking, are you?" Tezuka gave the smiling boy a stern look.

"I would never joke about something like this" Fuji swore smiling oh, so innocently.

"Wow! Hear that, Echizen! He's coming tomorrow!" Momo yelled at his friend, who just blocked his ears.

"Momo-senpai, you're too loud", Ryoma finished complaining just before he was glomped by his other friend Kikumaru Eiji.

"Nya! Ochibi, our new manager will come tomorrow! Yay!" Eiji yelled in the poor boy's ear.

"You too, Kikumaru-senpai…"

"Everyone, calm down!" Atobe yelled, and everyone shut their mouths.

"Well that was fast" Mukahi Gakuto commented from his seat.

"Indeed it was. It was only yesterday, and tomorrow we already have another toy, I mean, replacement manager" Oshitari Yuushi smirked.

"Please, don't be so hard on him this time!" Oishi Shuichiro and Oohtori Choutaro begged the others.

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