Lol, I still think about typing a lot; it's just that adulting takes my time away. But I read my own stories a lot, and the only ones I have the desire to update are the more realistic stories "slice of life". I can relate to them, sometimes I throw in my own experiences and emotions, and I realized yaoi is damn near nothing like real life; ... especially towards male x male sex lol! So yeah. enjoy~


Chapter 9: Where the wind goes

Lens P.O.V.

1:12 p.m.


`Only half an hour left and I can start my lunch; thank god'. I quietly skimmed through the patient documents at the front desk, waiting for it to be 1:30. The lobby was empty throughout most of the day with only three people showing up. I would've asked if I could help them, but they always tell me I'm not experienced enough. `It feels as though I signed up more to be a receptionist instead of a counselor, and it sucks so much ass! Like why the fuck would they keep telling me I need experience if they're not allowing me to gain any? Ugh! Welcome to the real world, Len.' I lowly scoffed to myself once I felt a tiny migraine come in.

Right when that thought was in my head, a soft knock came from the side of the desk making me pause from what I was doing and glance over to see Akuo standing to the side. "Hey Len! May I have a word with you in my office?" He asked.

`In all honesty, it's not that I have a fucking choice. You are my manager dipshit; the hell I look like telling you no.' "No problem!" I quickly responded as I stood from my chair, following him into the main hallway.

His office was the last one in the hallway, but that was because it's the biggest compared to everyone else, just to match his good for nothing ego.

The brunette gestured for me to take a seat in the chair on the other side of the desk. I wasted no time walking over to sit down as he did the same.

He eyed me quietly for a second before taking a deep breath, "I've been meaning to speak to you but I've been crammed with meetings and client appointments" he started. "But I wanted to talk about your roll in the company. I firstly wanted to thank you for being such a team-player despite doing desk work. You've no idea how much help you've actually done despite not fully being about to console a client. Your hard work has not gone unnoticed" A gentle smile began to tug his lips, causing me to clench onto my pants.

I couldn't control heart from racing as he spoke more and more. `H-He's going to finally let me console! Yes!' I tried my best to calm my nerves as I returned his smile and responded, "W-Wow, I'm really thankful that you've noticed my work. It really makes me happy to hear that!" I brightly responded. "I know it has been pretty scarce with clients, but I won't let you down-!"

"Len, that's the thing though." He then cut me off. "... Clientele has been scarce and the ones we do have are already assigned to the rest of us. And many that inquire our services primarily want to work with those with experience, in which, you do not have." He continued.

It only took for me to listen to him for my smile to slowly fade away and get replaced with utter confusion. "Um, wait a minute. I'm not sure what you're trying to imply. You're giving notice to what I have done but are also telling me that I may not be able to console people." I told him.

And it was then his turn for his smile to fade.

fixing his glasses on his bridge, he gave a brief cough before continuing. "Yes, which is why I wanted to thank you for all that you have done for this company. We are expecting an upcoming system update that will be completely paperless that requires a receptionist with call-center experience. Because you aren't a certified psychologist, without proper counseling experience, nor are a receptionist; the direction the company is going is asking for us to minimize our staff..."

And just like that, it felt like all the breath in my lungs exited out my body as my heart quickly sank.

I couldn't help but lower my gaze towards the desk, avoiding eye-contact from the man in front of me. "B-But ... with all do respect, I've been like a receptionist ever since I've worked here. And I was never given a proper chance to console anyone, or at least shadow either one of you." I managed to meekly point out.

"Which is a truth I won't deny. ... Look, Len. This isn't any easier for me than it is for you. I am making notice of your termination from your current floating position, and I truly do wish you the best of luck. I am sure you will find another clinic that'll have you console." He lowly told me.

`As much as I want to, it's taking almost all of me not to cry. ... It's taking "so" much out of me not to cry. He already took my time. My efforts. My hope' Taking deep breaths, I gained enough courage to lift my head enough to look him in the eyes. `But he's not going to take my tears too.'

"I know this is a bit hard, but because you have worked for us, we're able to give you counseling for half off the initial payment" He then brought up.

And that was the last straw.

I quietly rose from my seat and looked down at him as he stared at me. It felt like there was an earthquake going on inside of me and it busted a pipeline, because I felt the warmth sliding down my cheek.

He opened his mouth to say something but I held my hand up to stop him.

"... Don't you dare patronize me, motherfucker" His brown eyes suddenly snapped open the moment I began to speak; each word coming out like venom "Day in and day out I show my ass up on time. You've no idea how hard it is to wake up, force a chill attitude in an environment that doesn't want you to progress and go to school for four years to get a piece a paper that'll allow you to get some fucking respect! You! Know! Nothing!" My voice roared throughout the room, startling the man. "I barely make a fucking living to sustain paying for my apartment and school, and now that's all gone!"

"L-Len! You need to calm down!" He tried to wave for me to sit down, but I was none of it.

"Don't tell me to calm down! Does it fucking look like a situation to be calm about?! You have a bitch ass Masters degree! You're smart, huh?! You should know that I'm not going to be calm you asshole!" (Smack! s.f.x.) And just like that, my anger got the best of me as my hand acted on its own, meeting his face in a quick smack.

`I'm already fired. ... I'm not giving a fuck anymore.'

Gumi's P.O.V.

"I think I want to rearrange the metal section of the store. The new Dir En Grey album should be released in two weeks, so it'd be great to make a display for it." I told both Kaito and Miki as we looked through the CD's that came inside the box. Before I could continue, the store phone began to ring. "We can play around and see what looks best. Just give me a second while take this call" I told the two as I quickly hopped over the register and grabbed the phone.

"Hey, Hey! Thank you for calling Shibuya Rockhouse! This is Gumi speaking, how may I help you?" I greeted.

On the other side I heard sniffling. Before I could hang up I heard Lens voice.

"G-Gumi" He pipped up.

"Len? What's wrong? Why are you calling the store phone?" I wasted no time in asking once I realized he was crying based off of his voice.

"I-I'm sorry, I-I just had a shitty day and they fired me (Hic s.f.x.). I got so angry, and I started yelling at my manager. I got stressed and frustrated all at once and ended up putting my hands on him" He shakily explained to me.

"Oh my god, Len; what did you do? Are you okay? Where are you?" I tried asking. But right when I did, I caught Kaito glancing over towards this way for a split second.

"I-I smacked him. One of the other workers heard me and called the police. ... I'm not getting charged, but they're keeping me at the station till someone come get me to take me home, b-but I don't know what to do? I-I won't have a home for long without my job."

`The police station?! They couldn't just escort him off the property? I mean they just fired him!' I pinched the bridge of my nose in a mixture of worry and frustration. "... Don't worry, I'm coming to get you. I'll have Miki close the store while I'm out. Just sit tight Len." I gently told him. "Which station did they take you to? I'll try to make it as fast as I can."

He told me the location and got off the phone before the time ran out.

Right when I put the phone on the hook the bluenette immediately asked, "Is everything okay? Do you need any help?"

I only shook my head and grabbed my jacket off the counter. "In all honesty, not really. I'm not sure if Len will talk to you about it or not, but I have to excuse myself to go help him. If you can, will you stay with Miki to help close down the shop? It's kind of an emergency."

He only nodded his head and reached over to hand me my keys. "I understand. Please be safe." He then said.