Well. I'm sorry for the delay of this chapter…It's just that I couldn't find my flashdrive, and I've already worked 3/4 of the chapter when I lost it. I got annoyed and didn't want to start it over again, and therefore it delayed this by a few…uhm, weeks. Then, just to add to the lack of motivation, I was so busy, I started staying up late almost every day. After reading TheDMgirl's fanfics and thinking over the already thought out plot, I figured that I really should update it. Special thanks to the writers that inspire me like Silverexorcist, Tailsluver, Sonadowlover121, etc.
Chapter Three:
Silver sighed drastically and looked down at his half-way-filled box.
He didn't have much of anything to bring to his office. Nothing he owned was interesting. But just to waste a little time, he'd brought a bucket of light turquoise colored paint. The light cream-ish colored walls didn't match his taste, and it was already peeling off. He'd also brought a few treasured pictures carefully put into golden and silver frames. A lavender cat was by his side, most of them had her folding her arms and with a small smile on her face with her side turned.
Silver stared. Maybe he would finally be able to visit her someday. Once he had earned enough and could live for a few years without having to work constantly, he would be able to visit her. Without her childhood friend, he would always feel like something was missing.
He lifted his head, making his five quills sway a little.
The silver colored hedgehog peaked at what others had in their boxes. Purses. Magazines. Soccer balls. Easels for painting. Instruments…
Silver looked at his again. It look foolish and silly. He had nothing in there! But since when did he care what he put in his box?...Why were they even bringing boxes?
Oh. Right. Shadow had asked them-practically ordered-everyone to bring some of their possessions because the place was really boring. It would most likely bore the costumers in an instant, anyways.
A confused expression quickly laid itself onto his face. Where was Shadow anyway? It's already been two hours since work has started.
Silver sweatdropped. Surely his boss wouldn't be late for his second day?...He wasn't too sure anymore. However, that was not the kind of mobian Silver had seen him as. The black hedgehog gave him an impression of a great leader and was a fine strategist. So, most likely, the hedgehog his mind had registered his boss as, would never be late for work.
And being the guy Shadow was, he always seemed to appear whenever Silver thought of him.
Silver's POV (Sorry guys, I just noticed that I've been writing the first two chapters in Silver's position, but I didn't want to change what I already had)
I jumped as his soft breath reached my ear and he said, a little bit above a whisper, "Huh. You don't have much of anything interesting, do you?"
I shot him a glare and huffed, "Pffft. Don't sneak up on me like that…Boss."
He returned the glare. "You forgot it so quickly, didn't you? I told you not to call me Boss."
I paused as the memories of yesterday's events flooded back. Swarms of mobians throwing themselves over their new boss…thousands of hands up in the air volunteering…getting pointed at…showing the hedgehog around…the room he craved for…and, last but not least…
The sudden kiss.
The unexpected kiss on the cheek ended my first day with Shadow. But I didn't really want to say that he'd remembered anything yesterday, so I just played dumb. "Huh? You did?" I felt a smirk tug at the corners of my lips, but I held it back, curious for the other's reaction. "I'm sorry, Boss, but I don't remember such a thing…" I said tauntingly.
He snorted, then stood up correctly, not leaning against the nearest wall anymore. "Nevermind. Just remember it this time." Flashing something between a smirk and a small smile, he left for this office.
-My Boss is Only Mine—
I sighed for the second time today.
Emptying my box was no problem, shoving the useless things off my desk-might I point out, OLD desk-and finding a place for my possessions was no problem either. Painting the room was a little tougher, but that didn't tire me out completely, either. It was the fact that people kept on bothering me and asking me what I thought of Shadow, since I was the one who he'd picked to show him around. I said the same thing over and over again. I would grunt, and then say, "Nothing." But they would ask and yap until I told them something different and more specific.
When I'd finally been left alone, and was just about to start working, I felt completely worn out. Perhaps today, just today, I could take a day off…
A knock was sounded just when I felt my eyelids being attracted to each other like magnets. I spluttered in my chair.
"Y-yes?" I tried to sit up, only to slump back when I couldn't stay up long enough without feeling tired once again and losing balance.
"Shadow here," the husky voice entered the room through the crack as the door opened.
And…I sighed for the third time. What now? "What…" I asked half-heartedly as I ran a hand over my face, trying to clear my head.
"Can I ask you a favor?"
This time, I sat up. "What favor?"
"Can you print out some forms? A costumer emailed the company and requested quite a few things." Shadow leaned against the wall. Again. He seemed to like to do that a lot…
I rubbed my eyes. "Yeah. Yeah, sure." Turning around to my computer, I opened up the word document needed and printed out many copies just in case someone else wanted a form too. Glancing sideways at the door, just in time, I caught a glimpse of Shadow looking at me in a dazed way before turning and exiting the room without another word.
As the printer was making screeching sounds (it wasn't so new…) my mind stated, "He was probably thinking some weird things you don't want to know, Silver. You don't want to know."
But even the printer's screeches couldn't keep me awake as I slowly got dragged into the darkness, and finally letting my eyelids snap shut.
-My Boss is Only Mine—
I would've slept longer. Slept until everyone was out of the building and have been closed for three hours. But sadly, Shadow didn't want him to do that.
The loud speaker went off, and his voice vibrated the whole building. "Attention," then tapping sounds. Then, the distant sound of 'this is working, right?' to someone else in his office. Then, he turned back towards the speaker and said, "Building will be closing in ten minutes."
I rolled my eyes and huffed, folding my arms and slumped back in my seat. Perhaps I can just ignore him…he wouldn't come barging in, right? Yep. It's decided. He would have a nice long nap before leaving-
"…And," Shadow continued.
Silver groaned. What NOW?
"That's directing to you, Silver the Hedgehog. Get out before I go down there and kick your ass out of here."
Now, I was glad that I wasn't sharing an office with anyone else. Because my face was flushed like crazy. How dare he mention my name in the speaker? Embarrassing me, even? Oooh, that hedgehog is going to get it, boss or not…
I hear giggles next door. Ugh. They're probably laughing about me. But alright…I guess I should get going. I know that luck won't agree with me anyways if I tried to stay here and sleep.
Picking up my stack of forms, I turned off the printer and walked out the door of my office.
I was got to the room just before the big exit door where costumers come in and go out. But before I could even get to the middle of the room, someone grabbed my shoulders. At first I thought it was Amy, but probably wanted me to help her pick out a dress since a friend of her was holding a ball. Then, by the firmness of the grip, I decided otherwise. Not too fond of the guessing game I was playing by myself, I turned around only to meet a pair of crimson irises.
"What." I asked flatly. He embarrassed me to get out of the building. I complied. What does he want more? But slowly remembering that I had to give him the paper, my arm slowly lifted to give him the forms. But it stopped even before halfway as his hand—awkwardly—brushed against my crotch. Okay. Silver, you were right when you told yourself that you didn't want to know what Shadow was thinking about.
I spluttered. Again.
But nonetheless, I stuttered out, "H-here your-"
Okay. If he interrupts me once, it's alright. But interrupting me TWICE was a little bit annoying. I'll tell you what I mean:
Just as my arms lifted further to hand him the forms, he used that small amount of time when the paper covered our faces. He pulled me roughly by the tie I was wearing—yeesh, now I'm regretting wearing them—and pulled me into a kiss. A quick kiss that lasted less than two seconds.
"Paper?" He chuckled as he finished my sentence.
Hey! That was unfair!
But without waiting for an answer, he gave me a smug grin and took the papers out of my hand and left.
GOD, Silver. This has already happened, what, three times?! You gotta concentrate on avoiding any, and by that I mean ANY possible intimacy with that Shadow! He's driving me nuts. And a little mad. How long was this going to last, again? Oh. Right. For as long as I work here. And why was I-oh. Right, again. Stupid need of money saves the day…