The Serendipity of Reality
-Chapter 4-
"Papers! From file six fifty-three!"
"Yes!" If only I was taller…
"Volumes 7 and 12 with the drawings! Where is it?!"
"Coming!" If only I could actually reach that top shelf…
"The documents concerning the—"
"SHUT UP, I'M COMING!!"
"And would you get my coffee while you're at it?"
"NO!"
"Thanks, inu."
ARGHHH! He's not even listening!! I wish he would die, and take his freakin' coffee with him! I should stick some salt and ketchup and... what else is in the backroom? Nevermind, I'll just take some staples off of someone's desk too. Wait, I can't do that, I'll get FIRED! How the hell did I even get into this position?!
"I've got to attend an extremely important business gathering in central Tokyo. I'll be gone for a couple of days," the boss said in another staff meeting.
YES. Did she actually read my 'suggestions' from the stupid Suggestion Box: Help me to help you! thing. Well they mostly composed of:
"Go to hell!"
-Anonymous
"I wish you would die!"
-Anonymous
"In the mean time, Uchiha Sasuke will be taking over my position as temporary manager," she said.
"WHAT?!"
Yeah, that was me.
Oops, I just loudly shouted that.
"Do you have a problem with that, Haruno?" Boss-of-Bitchiness asked me. While everybody in the room stared at me. Their looks of What-The-HELL-Are-You-Doing didn't phase me one bit.
I know I should have said no, I didn't have a problem, but instead I said, "YES! YES, I do!"
There were whispers among the group. That's it. I'll 'accidentally' push the office coffee machine onto the floor, and then have it match me in kickboxing.
"Well if that's how you feel, Haruno, do me a favour and help out Sasuke on his new job." She had an evil smile. "You know, so you won't have a problem anymore."
I bumped into a wall. Spilling half his coffee.
So apparently, by help out, she meant be his fucking secretary. And that's why I'm here, running around for this ass who calls me dog at the end of everything he orders me to do.
I literally have to sit on the floor right next to his office because he calls me to do his crap every FIFTEEN GODDAMN SECONDS!
And sometimes, I swear he makes stuff up just to get me to work. Like once, he asked me to ask everyone on the floor if they had any glue. And when I came back to him with fifty glue bottles and glue sticks, he told me to give them all back. He probably sits at his desk and reads porn all day.
And really, after I gave him his coffee, he didn't touch it. Didn't even look at it. Dammit, I really should have put staples in it. Oh yeah it's dangerous, but who really gives a—
"Haruno!"
Oh looks like he forgot to call me inu. This is a special moment, better let it last.
"INU!" Well that was a nice half-tenth of a second. I'll need to write that down in my schedule time-table.
"Whaat is it nowww?" I whined, getting up from the warm spot on the floor and sticking my head into Uchiha's office. "It better not be for another damn tissue."
He thought for a second. "In fact, it is. So go get me one. And watch your language while you're around me."
While I went to get freaking tissue from the Kleenex box three feet away, I thought of all the curse words I knew. I stepped into one of our sound-proof meeting rooms and screamed everything while putting 'Sasuke' at the end of every four letter word.
Whew. That took a lot out of me. Well at least I felt better.
I walked into his office and handed him the tissue. "Here, you go," I said with probably the fakest smile I've ever used.
Of course he didn't react, except for the mere, "Thanks, inu." And then placing the tissue somewhere behind his desk. I'm almost positive it went straight to the garbage.
"So anything else you would like, Master?" I said it purposefully with a stress. I tried to say it, but it hurts too much inside to call him the M-word.
"Actually—"
"No? Great. I'll be going to take my lunch break now." I ran out of the office before he could say, "Wait, Stupid."
"Wait, Stupid."
Dammit. These things never work for me.
I stood still while Uchiha Sasuke walked over to me. I was waiting for a hit, a slap, maybe even some harsh words, worst of all another job to do — but he just grabbed my arm and said, "We're going to the Grillway across the street."
I was surprised after he started to pull me towards the elevators. "What why?" I didn't know he was actually being serious.
"Because we have to," was all he said, and dragged me into the elevator on the left after it dinged.
The doors were slowly closing and all I wanted to do was to slip through them before they closed completely. Friggin' shit. Stuck in an elevator with the air space of the amount that was in my lungs right now. Which isn't very much.
"…But why do we have to?" I pressed.
The floors were slipping by and I always hated the tiny feeling of going up or down in the elevators.
"Because…" he paused, "…we have to."
"Can't you give me a legitimate reason why?" Honestly, I swear he was making this up as he went along. Just to get me to do whatever he wanted. Because basically, he's going to be on a roll this whole week.
"Haruno, this isn't court. I don't have to be lawful in life." Just take out the first L in that word and you'd be that all the time.
We were almost on ground floor. I don't know if this was another dramatic pause but I do know there was absolutely no conversing whatsoever in this tiny space.
It was almost creepy. But you know what was creepy? The fact that Sasuke is still holding onto me.
"So…" I started. He didn't move. "Are you ever going to do something about that dent in my office wall you made from slamming the door against it?"
I almost didn't think he was going to answer.
"Yeah."
…Wow. I didn't actually think he would own up to something like that. His ego would have been too big. I swear, if they made a 20,000 pound blimp, Sasuke's ego would be roughly a third the size of that.
"Really? You're actually gonna tell the boss?"
"When she comes back, of course," he answered.
We were finally on ground floor and the elevator doors opened. Finally, I was out of that thing. And I can't believe I go up and down that thing like four times a day. I don't think I've ever felt like that before. Like the tiny space didn't have enough air to fuel the both of us. Or mainly me. Though I'm extremely skilled at hiding my emotions.
"Wow, Sasuke! Thanks!" I smiled brightly.
"Though I don't think she'd be pretty happy with you, especially after you broke her mug…" he drawled impassively.
I faltered. "Wait — aren't you going to tell her you did it?"
He looked over his shoulder at me. "No."
I narrowed my eyes. "WHAT? After all that…?!"
"I didn't say I'd tell her it was me."
…Crud. Why does he have to be like this?
"Seeing your expression… I think I lost a bunch of brain cells just now anyway." It looked like he was finished with our conversation and he walked out of the building and waited outside, looking at me through the glass doors.
I ran after him. "Hey! I'm the one who just lost a bunch of brain cells! I mean talking to you is such a pain—!"
"Eh. You lost those brain cells a long time ago."
I...the.. what... I am not going anywhere with this guy!! "HEY! Don't you DARE insult a girl like that, Uchiha Sasuke!!"
He stuck his hands into his pockets. "Hmm..? I didn't insult a girl."
"GODDAMN YOU, UCHIHA!" I was beyond serious this time! I can't believe my life has actually turned to this point.
Sasuke was squinting across the road to the restaurant. "Hmm… it looks like they have a new coffee and cake Special."
They have a what.
Ah.. stop changing the subject!
"Come on, Haruno. We're jaywalking." He grabbed my arm and walked off the sidewalk to the edge of the street.
"Hey! When did I say I'd actually go with you?! What if I—?"
"You have to." He was repeatedly looking both ways to watch for cars.
"ARGG! The next time you say that, you'll owe me 5 dollars!" I tried to rip my arm out of his grasp. With failed attempts, of course.
"Fine. You don't have to, then."
"Really? I can go back?" I asked hopefully.
"No I was kidding. You have to come."
"FIVE BUCKS. RIGHT NOW, UCHIHA!"
And then we stepped out into the road.
Short and sweet. Is how I roll, aight?