Is There Love for Me Too?

Disclaimer: All characters of Yami no matsuei belong to Yoko Matsushita except my personal character Fujimori.

Chapter one

Watari was a scientist/ mechanic who always seemed happy around other people. He would walk in with a great big smile when he got to work. But little did the people outside his lab know that deep down inside was a total different person.

Watari Kutaka! Yelled a great and angry voice behind him. Watari turned and look at the person at his lab door. It was Tatsumi looking very mad. "W-what?" Said Watari.
"Did you finish those papers like I said!" "Yes, and here they are." Tatsumi snatched them out of Watari's hands. "Hmm… next time don't give them to me late, then I wont have to pick them up." And just like that, Tatsumi had left without a word. It all happened so fast that Watar couldn't say a thing.

"You screwed up Yutaka, again." He started thinking. "What good am I? I have no real power that would really help me out like the other shinigami. So what good am I?"

Watari got very depressed, but this was not his first time. "Everyone has someone or something but me. I don't have a shikigami and all I can do is make inanimate objects come to life. What good would that do? I do a lot of experiments, but most of them fail. They always blow up or turn into terrible things that could harm people. But I really hate it when people call me a made scientist. It makes me feel like they don't believe in my work. So I tested them out on Tsuzuki a few times and got bad results. But oh well I tried. And Tatsumi always gets mad at me for doing anything related to my lab work. What's up with him? I really don't know, but he has changed a lot over the past 2 years."

Watari got back to work and tried to stop thinking about the bad things, but it was just too hard to do so. His mind started to wonder again.

"Why have things changed with Tatsumi? 2 years ago was the last time all of us had ever seen Muraki. It was a good thing too, but we all knew he was still alive somewhere. That really bothered Tatsumi a lot. He really hated Muraki for what he did to Tsuzuki and Hisoka. He wanted to defeat him and never let anyone worry again. He wanted to protect them, but he always forgot me."

"Why do I feel this way? Its like no one cared for me. I feel alone and by myself. Every time I see Tsuzuki and Hisoka together, I really envy them because they have a great relationship together. Teruzama and Wakaba are really getting along much better. That means no more of him yelling his head off. But Tatsumi only cared for his money. That the main thing he cares about. There all so lucky. It makes me wish I had someone to care for me too."

As Watari had those dark thoughts in his head, he began to cry. And as he cried, he laid down his head on his desk and slowly ,slowly began to sleep.

"Wake up!" Yelled a very loud voice. Watari rose up quickly. "Ta-Tatsumi sorry I didn't mean to…." And he was cut off. "Get to work and no more slack. I have more papers for you to do and I need them by tomorrow", said Tatsumi. "Tatsumi, its a lot. I don't know if I can…." "Well do them now so you can finish them!" " But Tatsumi….." "No, just finish them now." And with a loud thud the door slammed.

"Damn you Tatsumi. Damn." He whispered to himself. It happened again. 'Why do I do his work?" As he look at the papers he was holding he started to think to himself again.

"Tatsumi was a great worker and only wanted to accomplish his task. He realigned on me to help with some of his work, but in the end he never really cared. He never thanked me, but maid it feel like it was my job. I bet he think my lab work is useless because he always says my experiments never work or I'm wasting money. So I guess he gives me papers to do so I wont waste anything or try to invent anything to make him mad. He's so cheap. I don't need to think like this. It makes me really sad. Why am I here? Why am I a shinigami? Why did they choose me? I'm weak and worthless. Just why?"

Watari began to work. He was so tired of this. He did not get any sleep for 2 days in a row and this one was no different.

It was 1:35 am. Watari was so tired, but finished all of the papers. A few minutes later, he heard a knock on his door. He opened it, and there was this tall handsome man standing there.

"Hi, my name is Fujimori, and I'm the new janitor. I was assigned to come and clean this room." Watari blinked his eyes. "Oh well, come right in." So he went in.

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