Hello readers! I wanna finish this… don't worry.

That's all what I could say for now.

One reason: work.

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2-in-1 ID Game

Chapter 4

"Give me another bottle."

Brown eyes gleamed as the owner of the voice slurred the words.

"But this is your last bottle – "

"Give me the bottle, or I will fire you?"

"… Here… Miss Miura."

Haru opened the cap of her fifteenth bottle and chugged the contents of it until the brown-yellow liquid reached halfway to the bottom. Her secretary has been watching across her table from time to time, alerting herself if something wrong was made by her boss.

From the beer she was drinking, the already drunk woman glanced at her underling with her scrutinizing eyes. "What. Do. You. Want?"

Her secretary's eyes shifted uncontrollably, leering side-to-side, as she thought of the reason. "Ah… eh… uhm…"

Feeling her boss' mood, she immediately came up with a lousy answer. "Can I also have a drink?"

"No, and get out." Haru answered immediately.

As reluctant as she was, the brunette's only companion left her out, not sparing a glance as she was facing an enormity of her boss' tantrums when she was drunk.

And she was turning into a baby with a pacifier as the day developed.

Like today.

If only she hadn't witnessed that wicked day. The day her ex-boyfriend offered her best friend that damned ring.

ooOoo

It was on that sunny day, the perfect day for her to take a break to the place where she and her ex had their first date. The Victorian details on the walls, the artsy fitches on the silk tablecloths, the Venetian curtains, the fine glimmering of sunlight through the crystal glass of the windows around her.

The place was so magical.

With some suspicious people in front of her.

She was alone in that room at the patio. It was a beautiful VIP room, solely for her use. By her right side, she could clearly see the on-looking view of the city, on her left the only door to the dining hall, to her back is a stony brick wall, a clear indication that the room is not available to public eyes.

But to her front is another story. As she was leaning her back towards the brick wall, the glass door at her front showed a very romantic setting, herein there are two Victorian-styled chairs lined with pink silk, an elegant tablecloth lying on the table, pink blossoms of roses and tulips lying around the room, and a bottle of champagne at the middle, coupled with two champagne glasses.

It looked too familiar. Ah, so that was the place, huh.

Then, two people entered the room, accompanied by a waiter. She couldn't see the faces of the couple because of the broad back of the waiter blocking her from her view, but she had a pretty good guess about the identity of them.

She wasn't called the genius lawyer, after all.

The man accompanied the woman towards her seat. Haru couldn't catch the latter's face, but she could see a mass of a long auburn hair swaying side to side, which was braided into a loose ponytail. Oddly typical style for someone she knew, specially for the simple clothes she wore: pink coat, peach sweatshirt and jean skirt… almost like a teacher.

As for the man, he wore an all-black suit and pants. Simple. Except for his hair, which the spikes seem to defy gravity. Now, this is not a mere coincidence that she found that kind of hairstyle. There is only one person who owned it, and he was the one who broke her heart for someone else.

"Tsuna… kun…" She gasped.

To confirm her answer, the man turned towards the lady in auburn braid.

Yes, that was him. Her colleague and her past lover. The man who only loved her because of his needs: Tsunayoshi Sawada.

Though the wide glass window kept them apart, Haru could clearly hear what they had been talking about.

"Kyoko-chan… I told you. Please."

"Okay, okay. I will not. Promise."

"With your heart?"

"Yes, with my heart."

The man held the woman's hand to say something so private Haru must strain her ears to understand their conversation. But before the words escaped through the man's lips, she expected those dreaded questions and answers she will going to regret tonight.

The man then stood up, kneeled, held the girl's left hand, took her left hand, and showed her the ring.

"Miss Kyoko Sasagawa… do you want to be Mrs. Kyoko Sawada?"

There was a pause. And then, a cry of joy was heard.

"Of course I will marry you. I love you Tsuna-kun."

"I love you too."

Then they shared a sweet kiss in front of the eyes of the bewildered Haru.

]whose spot has the most unfortunate view of their engagement vow.

ooOoo

Haru's secretary was politely standing in front of the boss' office as a recipient. She might be smiling brightly outside, but in the inside is another complicated story.

She has been stealing glances towards the frosted doors leading to her boss' chambers, and as far as she could remember, the Ice Queen was deeply intoxicated.

Bump. Thump. Thump.

The secretary sighed inwardly. If she wasn't her boss, she could have hurled the champagne bottle to beat the sense out of the warthead boss she had.

And that was the thing. She. Was. Her. Boss.

God, help me.

And as if God heard her, He sent someone in the form of prince charming. The man wore a black suit with golden buttons, black coat, black pants, and black shoes. But what stroke her most was the man's face. He was extremely handsome with his chinky bluish eyes, perfect chin, and spiky mass of golden hair. It was the perfect definition for an angel, though he looked like the vice president of the firm. Maybe they were blood-related?

"Hello… Mr. Angel… May I help you?" The girl asked in her entranced daze.

The man chuckled deeply, his voice sent a shiver through her body. She blushed a mass of tomato across her face.

"My name is Ieyasu Sawada. And I am Tsunayoshi Sawada's cousin. I was wondering if this is the office of Miss Haru Miura?"

Oh, his voice was like the songs from heavens above. If this was heaven, she could die right into this spot –

"Lucky girl… you're the – hic – one he's thinking of… and that's easy to see – e – e – e… Lucky girl, you're the one – hic – hic – how has his – hic – hic… When it used to be… me… do you freaking – hic – know… that there was a time… why is there a need for these charms?!"

Thump.

The odd sound broke her from her senseless dream.

"What was that?" The blonde man asked.

"Um… my boss seemed to be very busy right now. She's having… problems encountering right now."

A maniacal laugh followed. Then, another thump.

"Row, row, row your boat… gently down the hill… gibber, gibber, gibber, gibber… you don't have to scream – hic –!"

"…Wow." Ieyasu said after he let out a short breath. "Should I get in?"

"W – well…" The woman didn't finish her statement, as the blonde kissed her on her cheek.

"Thank you." Then, he opened the door after he winked at her enflamed face.

The secretary then fainted. That's right, he's an angel.

ooOoo

When Ieyasu came inside the CEO's office, he could clearly see a disheveled girl in front of eighteen different drinks. Her brown hair was pinned to a messy pony, her hands were quivering due to the alcohol intake, and her cheeks were slightly flushed. She was beautiful, indeed…

'Get out, sycophant."

… except for her attitude.

"Excuse me, I'm Ieyasu Sawada – "

"If you're looking for Tsunayoshi Sawada, he's in the twenty-seventh floor. He's always there, trying to be dumb." The brunette cut him off.

"I'm actually looking… for… you – "

"Look. If you don't mind, I will go to sleep." Haru cut him off once again, as she positioned her body on the couch to find a nice spot to sleep on.

"Ah… okay."

As he turned his back away from her, the brunette mumbled. "Mr. Champagne, you're my only friend…"

When he faced her, she slightly snored to get his perception that she was sleeping.

He went beside the girl as he leaned in, taking off his coat in the process, as he laid it on her body. He pat her forehead, and walked slowly towards the door.

"I'll talk to you later." He told himself.

Haru Miura… very interesting, indeed.