Chapter Two

"Okay," began Kunsel. "you will do the sergeant's office, and I will start on the bathrooms...anything is better than going into that man's office." Kunsel then suddenly smirked. "I mean, you don't mind doing his office first, do you, Zack?"

"What? I feel like you're setting me up. Are you setting me up?"

"No way! Why would I do that to my best friend?"

"Because you're pure evil at heart." Zack said with a sigh. "Fine, I'll do it. But tomorrow you have to do his office. We clear?" Kunsel grinned and ran to the janitor's closet without saying, "You got it! I owe you one!" or anything like that, which meant that he would make Zack clean sergeant Hewley's office again. He frowned; lucky for him that he was already standing in front of his superior's office. He wiggled the door knob to see if it was open, and to his surprise, it wasn't even all the way closed. He pushed the door open, and there was sergeant Hewley, resting his head down upon his desk that was now covered in papers. Zack smirked and quietly walked into the office. He silently closed the door.

Zack eyes, for some reason, couldn't help but stare at his sleeping sergeant. He slowly got closer to sergeant Hewley and was almost hovering over him but he stopped himself before he did something that he would regret. He tilted his head to the side and just ended up watching him for some time. Zack didn't know whether or not he was afraid to wake him up or he just wanted to see what sparked his own curiosity about this man, this Angeal Hewley.

Heh, there's no way I'm attracted to this guy. No way at all, was the thought that burned in the young Private's mind. He felt his cheeks getting hotter and hotter every second he thought of himself being attracted to the sergeant.

"You're right on time," said the sergeant, lifting up his head. Zack jumped, nearly let out a yelp but he held it in. Angeal stretched and leaned back in his chair. "Well, get started. I know that you were waiting for me to wake up. Start with this desk." The sargeant stood up and walked passed the still startled cadet, and then stopped. Zack blinked and turned around to see Angeal just standing there in silence and noticed that he was looking at something that was behind his door. It turned out to be a calendar and other letters and maybe some very important and really special memories. Zack tilted his head and the sargeant turned his head and noticed that Zack was staring at him. "What are you waiting for? Start working."

"Uh, yes sir." Zack said quickly and automatically started to clear off Angeal's desk while skimming through what he was getting rid of; he was making sure that none of it was important. "Really different," he muttered. Angeal turned to the working young man and shook his head.

"Still calling me different?"

"You really are, sir. You aren't mean or anything like that, sir. I think it's your looks that make people fear you so easily."

Angeal blinked and raised an eyebrow. "My looks?"

"Yeah...Uh, I mean--Did I offend you, sir? I'll stop--"

"Private."

"Y-yes sir…?"

"Be at ease. It's no where near the time to be calling me "sir". And I know that's not how you really act." Zack looked at Angeal curiously.

"What?"

"This is your shy act. I've seen you out on the obstacle field with the other Privates and Cadets, and you're all over the place," he paused and said to himself silently, " like a puppy."

"Wha...?"

"Nothing. Finish that desk and then you can leave. I'll be here everyday this week at this same time and each day you'll get something different to do." Angeal said while flipping through his calendar and stops in the month of September. "For second rate Private, I like you. And not just because you're respectful and you're nothing like that Kunsel."

"You know Kunsel?"

"Somewhat. I know him enough, heard about him from fellow sergeants. I can tell that that boy is scared of me completely. It sort of...amuses me." Angeal chuckled and Zack was suddenly smiling. That smile quickly turned into a grin and Zack laughed out loud, startling his superior.

"Are you always this talkative with your Privates?"

"...No, no I'm not." Angeal's hand covered his mouth, feeling a little embarrassed that he's spilling his thoughts to some kid that he barely knew. Maybe he felt more at peace with him?

Impossible. Why would I feel that way for him?

"Sir, you're desk is finished." Zack had organized his files on his desk, threw away documents that he somehow knew wasn't important to the sergeant. He placed the sergeant's cup full of pens and pencils and whatever else existed in that cup to the front of his desk in the upper right corner. Angeal sat there and checked if there was anything that he could get on Zack about but there was nothing to his surprise.

"Very nice job. You may leave and do your other assignments."

"Heh, that's a word for it." Zack said leaving the office but Angeal stopped him by calling him. "Yes?" His superior looked at Zack's shirt and he noticed that he was looking at his name tag.

"Private Zack Fair, huh?"

Zack saluted. "Yes sir!"

"You are dismissed."

"Sir, yes sir!"

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Yeah, chapter two is done. Whoot whoot. This one is short like chapter one. The others will be longer of course. God...Angeal is so friendly! O_ Well, he was friendly in CC so he'll be friendly here, right? RIGHT!

Thanks for reading if you have read this or the other one at all. ^_^''