He was Yahiro, and she was Megumi.

Chapter three: Carry me bridal style Yahiro!


Yahiro smirked and immensely enjoyed the shocked expression on Megumi's face. Her large eyes were wide, and her mouth gaping.

"If you open your mouth any wider, a fly might just fly in" He grinned rather sinisterly.

Megumi quickly closed her mouth and gave him a glare. But despite her glaring she couldn't help but feel a bit happy. Alright, she was lying to herself, she was absolutely ecstatic and it wasn't because she got to work besides the lilac haired brat. Definitely not.

The Saiga stared at her bright, twinkling eyes and huffed. It was a crime for someone to be that happy around him. She was only a replacement anyways, until he found someone else.

"Oi, aren't you gonna thank me?" he demanded, slightly embarrassed. Alright, that definitely had to be a mood killer.

Megumi swung around and grabbed his hands with hers. She looked up and wholeheartedly thanked him. Yahiro, a bit shock at her seriousness and her brave act of thanking him so personally, carefully plucked her hands off his and then gave her a whack on the head. The brunette winched slightly and looked at him questioningly.

"You don't have to thank me yet" Suddenly he directed Megumi a somewhat sinister expression. "I'm going to work you so hard that you couldn't run away fast enough."

Megumi gulped and shrunk away from him. He could be so scary sometimes.

Yahiro decided to ignore his new assistant for the time being and pulled up his sleeve to check the time. Time was going faster than usual. He sighed with relief as he recounted that he didn't have much to do, except for filling in a few bundles of paperwork and the shareholders meeting that was scheduled later, before that he had some spare time.

Yahiro snapped out of his deep thoughts and turned around to his petite companion. He felt he should've gotten used to her weirdness by now, but he couldn't help but twitch when he saw her random poking her fallen popper on the office floor.

"Oi, crazy girl"

She narrowed her eyes at the nickname and continued to ignore the brat. That apple juice was nice, where did Sakura-chan get it? Maybe there's a vending machine nearby. Her eyes looked at the wasted popper with sadness. Such a waste.

Yahiro twitched again. He's never been ignored before. If only the popper was near him, he would've thrown it at the little weirdo.

"Hey, Yamamoto" He called out, a bit more politely this time.

Megumi's head snapped up, and her inner self was sparkling. That was the first time he called her by her name!

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"I'm going to show you around, are you coming?

Megumi beamed and quickly scrambled up, and followed him out the door.


And she thought that office was big and fancy! Megumi's eyes lit up and darted around the bigger and fancier office building. The interior was flawless, and the building seemed as if it was going to go on and on forever. The floors were white tiled, and Megumi sometimes had troubles sliding on them.

"Why are you trying to slid on them in the first place?"

"Because it's easier than walking!" She gave him a simple smile.

"Baka" He murmured.

There were stairs that wound up in spirals, and they so many offices, that Megumi eventually lost count at one hundred million.

"I think you're over exaggerating a bit!"

"One hundred billion then!"

"Baka"

There were so many stores up in the building and Megumi had a hard time keeping away from them.

"Alright, we're coming to a stop with our little tour," he turned and gave Megumi a skeptical look as she looked at the interior with awe. Mainly it was all white, white walls, white tiles, white chairs and white toilet signs.

The lavender haired Saiga turned around and bodily collided with someone who let out a small yell. The two both recoiled and fell to the floor. Yahiro growled and then looked up to tell the person off when he's eyes widened and was left rather speechless. Megumi turned around to see what the commotion was about and spied Yahiro and a girl on the floor. She walked up to them, and her eyes widened at the familiar face.

"AKIRA!" Megumi and Yahiro looked at each other as the name escaped from both their lips.

"Ah sorry Yahiro" She gave him a small smile and offered him up. The Saiga blushed noticeably and then accepted her offer, and by noticeably, this meant noticeably by a certain brunette. He stared at his hand with a sort of daze, and then turned around to give Akira his thanks. He was ignored as Akira launched herself at Megumi and the brunette tumbled backwards from her enthusiasm.

"OH! Megumi! I'd never thought I'd see you here! How are you! You suddenly moved and you haven't contacted us yet! I've been so worried!"

Megumi just smiled nervously and patted Akira's head to comfort her, and she could feel bad vibes coming from her new boss.

"Well I have no time to talk; we'll do some catching up in my lunch break!" And in a flash the short haired female zoomed off. There was an awkward silence after, the sort of awkward silence where if you dropped a pin, if would be deafening, and Megumi slowly tried to walk away because the bad vibes coming from Yahiro suddenly doubled.

"Hang, on just a second YA-MA-MO-TO~"

Megumi tried to bolt for it, but a hand on her shoulder stopped her. Megumi wondered why she wasn't going anywhere.

"What relationship do you have with Akira?"

Megumi gave him a clueless look, what did he think she was? It's not like Megumi had that sort of a relationship with Akira. She knew of Akira's uncanny obsession with cute girls, and let's face it- she was a cute girl. "What's it matter to you?"

His eyes darkened considerably, and a fake smile stretched across his face. "Didn't I tell you not to talk?"

"Eep!" He was just waiting for a chance to punish her.

Megumi squirmed a bit, then shook off his hold on her and bolted for her dear life. She wasn't about to face the wrath of Yahiro anytime soon, he was scary enough already.

The lavender haired male growled and bolted after her. She was going to get it, defying him like that.

Megumi sharply turned a corner and it was her turn to bump into something. Megumi winced and then looked up. Or someone…

"Megumi?"

Megumi's eyes widened and smiled at another familiar face.

"Tadashi!"

"Hey what's up!" He gave her hair a slight ruffle and Megumi beamed happily at him. "Ah!" he suddenly exclaimed.

Megumi tilted her head to the side.

"You're talking!"

Ah, good old Tadashi, not the brightest crayon in the packet.

Yahiro suddenly screeched around the corner and held Megumi in a head lock. "Finally caught you Yamamoto"

"nyhaha" he began dutifully messing up her wavy hair.

"STOP YAHIRO, you're so evil!" she sobbed.

Yahiro could feel the stares of the person in front of him and looked up halting his torture. Urghhh, it was the last person he wanted to meet up with. He looked absolutely terrified watching the head guy, behaving like this.

Yahiro quickly straightened himself up, adjusted his tie, and put up his cool demeanor. Tadashi continued to stare at him. Yahiro began to feel extremely uncomfortable with the looks the guy was giving him. It was all that wavy haired Yamamoto's fault. How humiliating, he just wanted to cry in a corner, but that would only serve to ruin his reputation further. And it had to be him!

Somehow Megumi sensed his discomfort and turned to Tadashi with a small smile. "What are you doing here Tadashi?"

Tadashi also put up a grin, immediately forgetting Yahiro's out of character act, because a speaking Megumi was quite rare as well. Yahiro thanked her inwardly, wondering if she could receive his telekinetic messages. Good job weirdo!

"Well I'm here to drop off some things for the boss, but I could ask him the same thing!"

"Oh, well I got a job here!" She beamed happily.

"What! No way! Congratulations!"

Tadashi gave her a bear hug, and Megumi cheerfully accepted. In the background, Yahiro was busy seething at the two, hoping that his glare might set him on fire. He's hitting on two girls now! As if he wasn't bad enough!

The brown haired male, left with a wave and hurried off with his package. Megumi waved back and Yahiro began walking off the opposite direction.

"Ah! WAIT! Yahiro-"

"Its Mr saiga to you!" He corrected her grouchily.

"Well YAHIRO, I saw a new ice-cream place that just opened on the way here, you want to come with me?" Her eyes were filled with stars.

Yahiro narrowed his eyes at the weirdo. "Why would I do that?"

"Becauseeee!... ICE-CREAM!"

He stared skeptically at her. "Convincing argument."

"Oh uh- well… I'll ask Akira to come!"

Yahiro stopped abruptly, and coughed a bit too loudly. Megumi smirked to herself. GOTT YOUU! She couldn't help feel a bit envious of Akira, but she quickly dismissed the feeling.

"Ah, w-well it's not like I have anything else better to do…"

" Yahiro, let's get going!"

"NOW?" He pulled up a sleeve to check his watch. "I have a meeting to go to!"

"Oh, alright then, afterwards then!"

He strolled briskly off, with Megumi busily trying to keep up. They walked back into Yahiro's large office and he rummaged through his paperwork stack. The lavender haired Saiga picked up a few of the paper and stuffed them in his suitcase.

"Weirdo, make sure you stay here" He rubbed his chin in thought and a smile stretched across his face. "Actually organize my desk while you're here se-cre-ta-ry~"

"What! Why? Isn't that your job!"

"Well I'll leave you to it then!" And he raced off without another word.

Megumi stared stunned at the door and sighed. Stupid slave driver! She looked warily at the so called table and sighed again. The brown haired Yamamoto walked up the desk ready to work when some people passing by caught her attention. She carefully listened to them laugh and chatter.

"Ne you think Saiga-san is looking much happier today?"

"Yeah, I noticed too! I wonder what happened!"

Megumi perked up. She couldn't imagine Yahiro anything else than what she's seen of him already.

"Do you think I have a chance at him now?" A vein popped from her forehead.

The two women giggled as they continued to chatter and passed Megumi's hearing range.

She was lost in thought, and she eventually forgot to despise her current task...


Yahiro let out a large sigh once the meeting was over, and quickly power-walked to his office. He hoped the brown haired weirdo wouldn't screech at him too much, he was only one hour and 47 minutes and 20 seconds late. He checked his watch again. Make that 22 seconds. Well if she was going to complain, he could just counter her arguments by telling her off, because she was speaking. He grinned sinisterly. She could never win against him. He needed to make a tally of all the points he'd scored. Yahiro 10, Weirdo:-12

Why minus? Just because he could.

"Heyyy, YOU~" He burst through the door.

She wasn't anywhere to be seen in the office. Yahiro frowned. She couldn't have gone without him. Well maybe she got sick of waiting for him, and left already. Yahiro cursed to himself, and was about to run out of the office when a soft growl drifted across the room, and followed by a slight thud.

He rushed towards his very clean office table, and spied a sleeping brunette nestled up on his carpet floor. He sighed, and then a slight smile crept onto his face.

He should've expected this scene when he came in. Somehow he knew she was the type of person that would never leave him.

Yahiro frowned to himself. She was going to leave eventually. His frown deepened.

Well he shouldn't dwell on these thoughts, too much. It might be bad for his complexion frowning like this all the time.

Yahiro made his way to the sleeping girl. He grabbed her shoulders and gently shook her. The lavender haired Saiga was reward with a soft snore. He narrowed his eyes at her.

Something tells me that she's not going to wake up anytime soon.

He raked a hand through his hair. She could probably sleep through an earthquake and not wake up. Yahiro checked his wrist watch and then picked up the sleeping brunette and carefully slung her onto his back, in a piggy back position. He wrapped her legs around his torso and supported her with his arms, whist suspended her arms over his shoulders, and they dangled motionlessly in front of him.

Well it was better than carrying her bridal style. That would attract more unwanted stares.

And it was because he had no choice.


It was that familiar smell again. It smells like Yahiro. Megumi thought sleepily and snuggled closer to the nice and firm pillow.

…Pillow…

De ja vu.

Megumi suddenly became more aware and awake. This was just a replay of this morning! Her eyes snapped open, and her brown eyes darted around. The sun was dyed orange and red, and the sun low. She noticed the tall buildings and she was higher off the ground than she's ever been.

Megumi noticed his lavender hair and her arms over his shoulders, and blushed profusely. HOW LONG WERE THEY LIKE THIS? She noticed she was given a piggy back by that brat, and she squirmed abit.

"Oh? You're awake?" Yahiro coughed a bit. If Megumi could see his face, she would be able to see his face flushed. He suddenly let go of her legs and she tipped over backwards. The wavy haired brunette let out a loud yell and hugged his head to stop herself from falling.

Yahiro also managed to tip over backwards, squashing the poor Yamamoto girl.

"GET OFF YOU FATTY!" She managed to gasp.

Yahiro narrowed his eyes and quickly lifted himself up. "Well it's your fault that you pulled me down with you!"

Megumi watched him dust his pants. He wasn't the one would fell on the ground! How pretentious! "Well you're the one who was about to let me fall to my doom!"

Yahiro ignored her, and despite her frown, she reluctantly followed him, not wanting to get lost in the city.

Yahiro stopped abruptly, with Megumi accidentally ramming into his back. She recoiled back and rubbed her sore nose.

"Why'd you stop all of a sudden?"

Yahiro glared at her. "How many times do I have to tell you not to speak?" Baka.

Megumi grinned sheepishly and waited for his answer. Yahiro pointed at the store they stopped in front, and Megumi's eyes sparkled with delight.

"Aren't you going in?" He grumbled embarrassed.

Megumi smiled at him, and pulled him into the ice-cream shop. As they walked in Megumi began to speak despite Yahiro's earlier scolding.

"Yahiro~ why didn't you carry me bridal style?"

The lavender haired Saiga flushed. "D-D-DIDN'T I TELL YOU NOT TO SPEAK!"

Megumi's laugh echoed through the town and she ran into the shop with Yahiro tailing after her.


Hahaha, sorry for not updating in a longgg time! I really hope you enjoy this chapter! Just a bit of fluff and fun for these twooo~

Love this couple truly~
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