It had been nearly a month since I took in Tsujido, Makabe, and Niihari. I sat on my office while the trio finished up their report on the last task I had given them. Everything had gone well, as usual. I was truly impressed with my little find.
"Feel free to take a short break...a little vacation before the next thing comes up. The three of you deserve it."
"Hell yea," Niihari grinned.
"Thanks boss," Makabe nodded and I excused them.
"Tsujido, could I have a private word with you?"
He stood where he was till his friends had left. He was wearing a mask, the type you may see in a medical facility. This is because with the absence of his nose there is nothing to filter the air he breathes. While it serves the purpose it is quite unsightly...and that is why I called him here.
"Come and have a seat, Tsujido."
He approached slowly and sat down.
"Tsujido, could you take that mask off for a minute?"
He looked mildly shocked and hesitated for a moment before sneaking his slender fingers past the strings and removed the mask in one swift movement. "There."
I lifted the small camera I had sitting on my lap, out of sight. I snapped a quick shot, "Now could you turn? I need a profile shot."
"W-what? Why did you do that?" Despite his questioning Tsujido turned obligingly while I took another picture.
"Come here if you like," I beckoned him with an elegantly gloved hand. Tsujido came to stand behind me while I finished uploading the photos and fitted them with a scale. "I have an acquaintance who can help you."
"What do you mean?"
"I know you don't want to get your nose replaced, but your current means of adapting to your...condition is rather unsightly."
He tugged the white mask back on.
"I can have mask made more efficient and much more attractive."
"Oh, well that should be fine, sir. Thank you."
"In my opinion it had to be done." I sent the images with a short message. "You can leave now Tsujido."
He remained standing behind me silently. That was how he became my personal guard, escort, and, eventually, confidant. While Makabe and Niihari went out, Tsujido only went when it was absolutely necessary.
When the mask I had made finally arrived Tsujido was standing beside me. Niihari brought in the box and set it down before me. I excused Niihari and opened the parcel.
I held up the finely crafted piece. Tsujido looked at it with interest. Suitengu beckoned him over and Tsujido stepped closer.
I stood as I undid the little clasp. "I believe this should suit you better," I pulled off the light blue medical mask Tsujido was wearing, letting my gloved fingertips slide over his cheek and behind the young man's ear causing him to shiver. The corner of my mouth twitched with amusement. I placed the mask over Tsujido's nose, or where it used to be, then stepped around behind him to fasten it. "There," I said, resting my hand on Tsujido's narrow shoulder.
"Thank you sir."
I turned him around and gripped his jaw lightly, lifting his face to face my own. I looked at Tsujido for a prolonged moment. His fair features were in contrast with the black leather mask. But it was an attractive clash, one that made the boy look undeniably sexy. I felt slightly ashamed by the thought. I quickly released Tsujido and returned to my work.
I dealt with my impure feelings towards Tsujido by constantly pushing them under the surface, drowning them in my vast oceans of pride. To succumb to such things put me at the level of my clients, the disgusting elitist scum of Tokyo, upon whom I would get my revenge.
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