PART FOUR -- "Nosy Secretaries"
"Yuy-sama, you have mail!"
Heero sighed at the honorific that just wouldn't leave him alone. "It's Heero, Misuzu."
"Heero-sama, you have mail!" She thrust out her hand to reveal a large stack of letters.
The former pilot laughed to himself and took the mail, quickly sorting it into three piles :: Junk mail, bills, and personal correspondences. One quickly scrawled address caught his eye and he tore open the envelope, scanning the letter and sighing in relief as he took in the first paragraph. He read further, smiling slightly. //He can chatter senselessly even in writing...// Heero's eyes widened when he reached the end of the letter. //He loves me...he wants me to come visit him?// "Misuzu?"
"Yes, Yuy-sama?" The girl looked up from her computer, quickly closing an email document. //Ohhh, great...let me guess, he saw me uploading those files to my website...//
He tossed her the discarded envelope. "See if you can pull up a map of the area where this street address is."
Looking a little confused, she typed the address into the tool bar and came up with a small map of the area. "It's in Tokyo, Yuy-sama. A little out by the edge of the city to the west."
He nodded, remembering. "Hai, hai, that's where they decided to put the new Preventer's Headquarters. Why didn't I think of that?"
Misuzu shrugged, opening the desk drawer and taking out a fresh box of chocolate pocky. "Want some?"
He gave her a strange look, then rifled through the papers on his desk and found a blank sheet. "No, thanks, just give me some peace and quiet for a bit. I need to write something."
"Sure, Yuy-sama."
Heero groaned. "And quit with the Yuy-sama-ing!"
"Yes, Yuy-sama."
The Japanese boy put pen to paper and began to write.
~Dear Duo,
As of right now, I am about to go insane. My secretary is driving me crazy; she won't stop calling me Yuy-sama, and -- hold on a minute.~
Heero had become aware of a crunching sound overhead, and he looked up to see Misuzu standing behind him, peering over his shoulder and munching thoughtfully on a stick of Pocky. "Misuzu!"
She widened her eyes innocently, making a face as he pointed at her swivel chair.
"Go back to your work; this is none of your business."
"Hmmph...allright, Yuy-sama."
~Sorry about that; my secretary was looking over my shoulder. Anyways... so, you wondered what I've been doing this past year. Actually, I -- and you won't believe this -- I've been working in North America for about 6 months now. I'm helping out with one of the adoption agencies/orphanages that sprang up after the war to take care of all the orphans. I figure I owe it to the kids; I may have killed their own fathers and mothers. At first, I was doing it out of a sense of duty, not even noticing the individual children. It was only a job. But then they ran out of room in the orphanage, and I had to take in a little girl, about five or six years old -- and I started really caring about these kids. I wanted to adopt that little girl, but they wouldn't let me -- they said I was too young and too unemotional. With them, yeah, unemotional. Not with that little girl. I made sure she got into a good home, though. The people who adopted her will take good care of her...if they don't...
I have my own office...well, I have to share it with my secretary, who is looking over my shoulder AGAIN...she's gone now. I think she got the point when I wrote 'if a secretary wants to keep her job, she's better stop being so nosy' on a note and gave it to her. I wouldn't fire her, though. She does a good job, and I guess we're starting to kinda be friends. Although I REALLY wish she would stop calling me Yuy-sama. I feel like I'm some middle-aged geezer.
Of course I wasn't kidding about being near you again. Why would I joke about something like that? You know it's not like me. Actually, you probably think it's not like me to joke at all... I've changed too, Duo. I think it's for the better; you'll have to decide your views on the subject the next time we see each other. Shinigami's gone, ne? I can't say I'll miss him, though he did make the space battles...interesting...to say the least. Truthfully? I think Shinigami is a part of you, Duo, and always will be. You can't get rid of him so easily, because he's a part of who you are, just like the Perfect Soldier is a part of me that I don't want to remember either. He'll always be there though, speaking metaphorically of course.
You..broke...Lady Une's...glasses?! Oh, I wish I could have been there to see her face! Suuuure, she slipped on the coffee, ne Duo, are you sure you didn't have oh, say, a foot out in front of her or anything?
Anyways, I'm glad you're rooming with Wufei. He's probably a good influence on you, and vice versa. You need a little order in your life, and he needs a little laughter...not that I don't too, so don't get any ideas! Just kidding..well, mostly. Really, though, I thought he and Sally would have been together, engaged or married or something like that by now. I guess fate has it's little twists in life, ne? Write back soon; maybe we can figure out when/where to meet.
Ai shiteru Shi-chan....
~Heero Yuy~
END PART FOUR