The Problems of Blind Love
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Chapter 3: The Office, Part 1
Mondays….ugh…Heero hated Mondays. Hated everything about them. The way they kick the relaxation out of your body and replace it with exhaustion. The way you wish it was Friday over and over again, hoping the day is over soon so you could go home and mope about until it became Tuesday. Heero hated Tuesday too, but he hated the first day of the week more. The week wasn't good until Thursday, where the anticipation of Friday was the greatest.
Heero was lucky to have a job that let him have the weekends off. Most of the people he had seen were going to work on weekends. Saturdays were his favorite. He could relax in front of his laptop with a blanket and some coffee and sit there all day, not worrying about paperwork or his job at all.
Unfortunately it wasn't Saturday…or Friday or even Thursday. It was Monday, and he was trudging to work, slouching the whole way there. Around him, schoolgirls chattered on their way to class, and other businessmen like him were rushing to work, trying not to spill their espresso as they went.
Once arriving, Heero pushed his way through the revolving door which was, in his opinion, the most interesting thing about his workplace. The lobby was boring, with secretaries chatting animatedly on the phone with clients and jotting down messages. Even once and a while looking at their bosses schedule. The walls were white and the thin carpet that layered the floor was gray. The fluorescent lights cast ungodly glows on people's faces.
Heero cautiously looked around, before making a mad dash for the elevator, partially concealed by a large fern. What a safety hazard. He brushed passed it and was about to step in the elevator, safe and sound when he heard the sound and froze.
"HEEEROOOOO!" The screech sent a chill through his spine, as he turned around and winced.
There stood the most horrifying creature to all gay men in the world. A woman, HIS secretary, unfortunately for him, was standing there, a smug smile spread across her pink lips. She was, as usual, dressed in her undoubtedly provocative clothes. Light pink stilettos on her feet, an extremely short pink mini skirt that showed, when she bent over trying to seduce him, her pink leopard thong. The thought made him shiver.
She had a magenta pink belly shirt on which was cut ridiculously low at the neck and showed her most definitely fake amount of cleavage, disguised behind a light pink scarf. Her blonde hair was done up in bright pink bows and her eyes were decorated with pink eye shadow and glitter.
Heero started to sense a theme.
Why, of all other people in the world, did this woman decide to pursue him? WHY!
Heero straightened himself and flattened out the chest of his light blue dress shirt. "Relena." He said as calmly as he could.
"Oh Heero…I thought you weren't coming to work today. Whatever would I do if my employer failed to show up? I would have to forward all your calls to Treize, and then HE would have to deal with them." She pouted pathetically and put a finger to her lips. "He comes down here you know. He flirts with me. What are you going to do about that? What if he takes me away?"
"Then I'll hire a NEW secretary." Heero replied shortly turning his back to her.
"Heero!"
"What?"
"You have messages." She said teasingly. Irritated, the shorthaired man faced her once more as she shook small note papers at him. He snatched them.
"Thank you…very much Relena. Please go back to your desk and receive the OTHER calls I get." He snapped.
"Oh Heero, you are far too insistent. But I'll go, because you are just so cute!" And she sauntered back over to her desk and put on her headset again. Heero sighed and pressed the button for the elevator again, waiting as the door slid open.
He stepped inside and gave a little head nod to the other man occupying the small space.
"What did she do this time?" The man asked.
"What do you think Chang? She showed off her cleavage, told me she missed me, and complained about Treize before she gave me my messages."
The Chinese man laughed heartily. "I tell you Heero. You should just tell Treize that Relena has sexual fantasies about him and get her over with."
Heero shook his head. "Even I'm not that low. Treize is the slimiest man to walk to halls of this company and he goes for anyone…remember when I first got here?"
The Chinese man nodded his head. "Oh yeah…tons of fun eh? 'My my, the new meat is certainly delicious looking.' And you thought he was talking about the turkey sandwich he was holding!" the dark-haired man laughed again, punching Heero's shoulder playfully.
Heero smirked. "Don't be laughing Wufei…I see how he looks at your ass too. You are no safer than I am."
The doors slid open and Heero left slyly, leaving a horrorstruck Wufei in the elevator, shock written on his features.
Honestly, Heero wouldn't Wish Treize on anyone. The man looked like he stepped out of America's Most Wanted and wanted to rape every single decent looking person in the building. He walked in and out of cubicles, asking for items he didn't need; like an extra pen or envelope. Heero had been working at this office for 3 years, and he had been visited by the scoundrel once every other day. Always using lines that were similar to one another.
'Heero, you sure are looking very tired today, when don't you come down to my office. I think I have something to cure that.'
Or even worse was his 'My my Heero, you look like you stepped out of my wet dreams. Why don't you come with me…I'll show you a good time."
Unfortunately for him…it was Monday. And Treize was due for a visit today. Being higher up in the company than him, Treize was allowed to tell Heero to do anything he pleased. Of course it had to do with reports, or filing the new bank accounts into their correct order. With Treize, these tasks usually included reaching up to get something off of a high shelf, or bending over, giving the older man time top look at him body with greedy eyes.
Heero took out his key and unlocked his corner office door, stepping inside and walking over to his small oak desk, placing his briefcase down and opening it, shuffling through some papers. He sat down in his chair and took out a pen, labeling some files and putting them in the cabinet up against his bookshelf. He could hear other people bustling in and settling into their cubicles outside his door. Several people poked their heads inside and greeted him and he acknowledged them with a quick nod or wave.
One guy even decided to lean against the doorframe and talk to him for twenty minutes or so. Then a conversation started up that he didn't particularly want to talk about.
"Have you seen the new intern?"
Heero's head shot up and he glared at the man, Roger was he name as he recalled.
"No…" He answered shortly.
"Well you should." Roger said. "Quite a beauty really. When Treize saw her, he had a field day." He laughed. "Tried all of his best lines. When they didn't work, he left early to look up more on the internet."
Heero's eyebrows rose.
"Any hoo." Roger continued. "You should honestly check her out sometime, she might be a little funny in the brain and clumsy and flat in the chest, but you should see her ass…"
Heero's fists clenched under the table. He had just about enough…
"Hey Roger, Heero, are you guys talking about that new intern?" Another man nudged his ay into the conversation.
"Yeah…so what of it?"
"I just heard some news from section B." He continued. "The new intern is a dude."
Roger's eyes went wide, and Heero looked up from his papers again, listening intently.
"Are you serious?" Roger asked frantically.
"Yeah. One of the guys in section C saw him in the bathroom taking a piss. Ran right out of there and went to tell his friends." The man laughed.
"Oh my god! We're all gay!" Roger's eyes were the size of dinner plates and Heero chuckled, obviously amused by this whole situation.
"Now now, fellas. It was an honest mistake." Heero said, holding back a knowing smirk. "I'm sure it couldn't be that bad."
"NOT BAD?" Roger said incredulously "The Guy looks like a freaking chick! We never would have known!"
With that, Roger stormed off, quickly followed by the other man. Heero took this moment to laugh out rightly. It wasn't everyday that something like this happened. Then again, Heero wasn't all that surprised. Coming from Japan, a lot of men there happened to look enough like women that he could tell the difference easily in Western cultures.
He was sorry to say that Roger couldn't.
Settling back in his chair, Heero began to work again. He was slightly behind because of his early leave on Friday, so he needed to work uninterrupted.
No such luck.
Right on schedule, a tall, ginger haired man let himself right into Heero's office. Heero swallowed. He wasn't in the mood.
"My Heero. Working so hard. Such a jewel to this company you are." The man's sneaky voice cut through the air.
People passing by the door shot Heero pitying looks.
"Treize. May I ask, sir, why you are here? I have a lot of work to do and-"
"Now, now Heero. You know I only come to see you for important reasons."
Heero felt like snorting in indignation.
"I came to see if you had the Anderson files. They have a new edition to their family and I plan on seeing the legality of the baby. Plus, I need to add new persons to that file."
Heero sighed. Treize always had a good reason to come into his office. And it was true that that family had just had a new baby. But Heero still knew his main reason was to come flirt with him.
"Yes sir. I do. Let me find them for you." Heero got up out of his seat and went back to his file cabinet, bending to unlock it. Damn that Treize.
He could hear the older man's breathing speed up and there was no doubt where his eyes were locked at the moment. He quickly snatched the files and straightened, turning around fast to catch the man in the act. Treize didn't even hide it as he licked his lips and took the files gracefully out of Heero's hands.
"Thank you Heero." He drawled seductively and Heero immediately felt greasy. Like he needed to take a shower. Right now.
"I'll be going. See you soon Heero." Treize strutted out the door, and down the hall with a final leer at Heero over his shoulder.
Heero worked steadily through his regular lunch hour, not stopping until he was satisfied with his work. Now all he had to do was go through his messages and talk to Relena about anything new that had been added to his book. But all that could be done after he ate.
He glanced at the clock. Quarter after two. He still had time.
Heero grabbed his paper bag lunch and set off to the lunch room.
As he was walking down the hall, he froze. Treize's voice had taken on a forcefully slimy voice that he had only heard once before. Peeking around the corner, Heero almost went into shock.
What was Duo doing here? This was a dangerous situation for him. The longhaired boy was back up against the wall, and Treize was standing over him, a hand on the wall behind him. The older man kept continuously licking his lips and trailing a finger up and down the other boy's arm. Duo looked mortified.
A twinge of anger was sent down Heero's spine. He nearly ripped his lunch bag in half and spilled all of his food on the floor.
How dare Treize pick on someone who was so innocent! Someone who didn't belong here!
Heero swallowed his anger and strolled into the lunchroom, trying on purpose to be loud so the older man would notice. And Notice he did.
"Treize!" Heero said loudly, fury being forced down his throat so he wouldn't lash out and kill the man. "What are you doing!"
Treize blinked at him. "Why Heero. How good of you to join us. I was just simply telling our new intern here how things work in this wonderful company of ours."
Heero's eye twitched angrily. "He's the new intern?"
Duo looked around blindly. "Heero?"
TBC
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