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Chapter 3

Atsushi stood in front of the big metal table, sorting the chemicals tubes in alphabetical order. Each of them had the label with a specific letter and number. Atsushi had to learn what of each of those contained, so he would not make any mistake during making experiments, though Atsushi did not expect to do anything serious at any time soon. It passed few days since Atsushi started to work in here and he got to learn few things already. Firstly, he might be, only of few of the scientists, who knew about the true aim of this research. Atsushi wondered at first, how they were working on this project without right information. He asked one of scientists once who were fill in all details, but he said in the snooty voice, that he should mind his own business and stop being nosy, smart ass.

Atsushi felt underestimated. All scientists, regardless, if they knew about the real purpose of the organisation or not, they treated him as an annoying newbie, who was sticking his nose in where he shouldn't. Damn I was intervening by the boss in person, well kind of.

He heard that some of the members were intervened by Pisco, who then asked the boss if they suited for the organisation. Atsushi found himself to dislike Pisco, very much. He acted as he was the boss, giving the orders left and right and shouting at everyone. Even though, Atsushi wasn't shouted at but he witnessed once the situation where Pisco yelled at one of workers, who calculated something incorrectly. Atsushi felt sorry for that man but he decided not to say anything. He knew that Pisco was the boss' right hand, so Atsushi would be brainless if he would get on his bad side. However, Pisco and some others members supervised Atsushi most of the time, even out of his hours work. Atsushi worked as hard as he could. He knew if he would show them how great the worker he was, he would gain their trust and thus the boss' trust.

Even though, some of members irritated him, he actually liked Endoso Masato, who was the friendliest in the organisation, though his head seemed to be in the clouds, lately. Atsushi found out that Masato would be a father soon, so he was probably nervous, because of that. However, Atsushi witnessed how Masato and Pisco argued about something. He couldn't tell what they were talking about. He just saw the Pisco's angry face and maybe a little scared, then Pisco nervously laughed and he putted his hand on Masato's shoulder and he walked away, though Atsushi could swear that Pisco whispered something to Masato's ear, which made him shiver.

Atsushi tried to ask Masato if there was something wrong without revealing, that he saw him arguing with Pisco but it was no use. Masato just simply said that he was nervous about being a father, though Atsushi knew that it was a lie.

Masato stood in front of the man with the black hair, who held the letter, which Masato just gave him. The man's face showed confusion. He stared at Masato and the letter, trying to find proper words of this situation.

"Will you do it for me, Michio-kun?" Masato asked.

"Well, of course but I don't understand why I would have to give this letter to your son in the right time. What does it even mean 'right time?' Also, why haven't you given this letter to Haruka?" The confusion still remained on Michio's face.

"Just trust me, I cannot tell you more. There may be even a chance, where you wouldn't need to give this letter to Ichirou," I hope.

His son receiving the letter meant that he would no longer be here. It was breaking his heart. He looked away trying to prevent himself of crying and shouting out his pain. He wished that everything would back to things as used to be, where he used to be the man that didn't have any secrets from his best friend and wife.

He knew something was odd from the start, when he started to work in the organisation. He couldn't tell anybody where he worked and what research the organisation pursuit. Pisco explained that their competition would put their hands on their project. Masato doubted now, that there was any competition. He regretted now, that he didn't question anything at first. He hated, that he felt hopeless that he couldn't do anything not now, when Haruki expected their first child.

"Hey, are you still here?"

"What?" Atsushi asked, shaking. He could barely stand but he didn't want Michio notice anything, so remembering Micho's the other question, he simply said, "Yes, I am and also backing to your question. I haven't given this letter to Haruki-chan, because you know how sensitive she is"

"Well, I'm not surprised. Just promise me that you will be alright," Michio said with the concern in his voice.

Atsushi smiled and he responded, "I will be, if it all ends,"

"What do you mean?" he didn't get the answer, because Masato was already gone.

"You back, honey, how is Michio-kun and Hiromi-chan doing?" Haruki asked as Masato came back. He looked at her trying to hold his smile and he respond, "Michio-kun is fine, though I didn't see Hiromi. She probably was taking care of their son.

Masato's showed sadness, despite of the smile on his mouth. He wished that he could change the past. Even though, he was not able to do it, he just hoped that his wife and son will not be affected of what might happen soon. He didn't want to do any step to prove his suspicions about the organisation. He was worry that this would put lots of stress on Haruki. He decided to wait for the right moment, though he knew that he was running out of time and he actually needed some evidence to back up his suspicions. He might actually do it without informing Haruki about it.

"Are you alright?" she asked with the worried voice.

"Yes, I'm fine. I just hope our son will be born healthy," he came with the first answer that came to his head, though it was still true.

"Of course he-"she stopped as she held of her stomach.

"Hey Haruki-chan, is everything fine?" he asked his wife, whose face frowned from the pain.

"I-I think, that our little Ichirou got impatient, I got contractions and I need go to the hospital, now" she said smiling on the though, that she would meet their first child, one week earlier than she expected.

"The hospital is not far. I will drive," his thoughts about the organisation faded away as he now focused on his wife's and son's well being.

It passed few hours since Masato brought Haruki to the hospital. A doctor and a nurse quickly took Haruki to the labour, and after long and tiresome hours; she and Masato finally saw their son. They both felt very happy. Masato almost forgot about all his concerns tied with the organization, by just looking at his wife holding their sleeping son. He observed as Haruki touched with her finger the Ichirou's cheek, saying how he looked as the cutest baby in the world. Masato smiled at that scene and he also touched the soft skin of Ichirou, who slowly started to open his eyes, yawning at the same time. Tears of happiness appeared in Masato eyes as he saw his son's blue eyes, the same as his mom. As a matter of fact, Ichirou looked just like Haruki. However, his wife didn't agree with that statement, saying that Ichirou had his chin; well at least; he had something after his dad.

The door wide opened and a doctor appeared. He asked Haruki, how she felt and he also informed her that she might stay overnight. However, Haruki asked if she could go home rather than stay. She just wanted to back home and enjoy the company of her husband and son. The doctor didn't see any obstacles to it.

Ichirou started to cry as they all entered the house.

"Hey, don't you like our new house?" Masato asked with the soft voice

"He probably want to sleep, though he may be still hungry, aren't you my sweet baby, yes you are sleepy and you also want to eat, aren't you?" Haruki said with the baby voice. She had the big grin on her face and Masato noticed that Ichirou cried less, as he knew that as long as he would be in his mother's arms, he would be safe and sound.

Masato followed Haruki to their bedroom, where she sat down on the armchair. It turns out that Ichirou wasn't much hungry, so Haruki sang him a lullaby to make him sleep. Masato looked at them thinking, how he was the luckiest man in the world now and nobody could ruin that moment.

After the moment, Ichirou fell asleep and Haruki put him into his crib. Her eyes were full of love and happiness. She turned away to Masato and she said with the exciting voice, "Isn't he the cutest baby?"

"Of course, he is, he's our son," Masato responded proudly.

"Actually, I think you should call your boss tomorrow and ask him about some days off," Haruki said as she looked at Ichirou again.

"Well, I'm not sure, if I can. You know the organisation is pretty busy, so I don't think," he got nervous as he didn't know of what excuse he should use.

"They had to give the days off," Masato looked at her face which was saying that he must ask them. Well, he had no other choice, though he couldn't call them, since he didn't know their number, so he would have to go there. He never actually talked to the boss, which was weird, considering that he already worked there over five years already.

"Fine, I will go there, tomorrow and ask them"

"Fine and make sure you will not get no for an answer" Masato smiled at her and he kissed his wife on her lips, thinking of how much he loved her.

Atsushi yawned as he tried to read the notes about the others scientists' work, which he got from Pisco. He worked yesterday until very late and he had to wake up very early in the morning but he knew that the early bird catches the worm and he was determinate as always.

"Hi, Atsushi, do you know where Pisco is?" Masato asked as he entered the lab.

"Hi, Endoso-sama, he should be in his office, is something happened?" he looked at Masato with the questioned look.

"Well, my son was born yesterday," Masato said as the big smile appeared on his face.

"Congratulation, it has to be a great feeling!" Atsushi shook Masato's hand, smiling widely at him.

"Thank you, well I will go to see Pisco. I need to ask him about days off,"

"I'm sure you will get it, so what name did you give to your son?" Atsushi asked interested.

"Ichirou, since he is our first son, well I need to go now" Masato responded. Atsushi noticed that Masato seemed not to be happy about asking Pisco but he wasn't surprising.

Masato stood in front of the Pisco's office door. He slowly raised his hand and he knocked. He already could feel how his body was shaking, though it was nothing comparing of how he might feel after the conversation. He already pictured in his mind, how Pisco would yell at him and would tell him no days off.

He entered the room after the Pisco's permission. He was sitting on the chair, looking over some papers. He glanced at Masato, waiting for him to speak.

"My son was born, yesterday and I was wondering, if I could get some days off, sir" he said as he looked at Pisco who putted away the papers that he just read. Masato's heart was beating fast.

"Yes, you can. I would just need to ask the boss, how many days, you can take off,"

"Eh? I mean, thank you very much, sir?" Masato was shocked that it went so easily.

"You can go home, now. I will contact you soon." Masato left the room, being relieved, that he would spend more time with his family.

"So, you gave him days off, hmmm," the boss said as he was thinking deeply of something.

"You can still refuse," Pisco started to think that maybe he should ask the boss first.

"That's fine. After all, I'm not such of a heartless person." The boss smiled, yet his look was stern. "Well, Pisco, I think, I should introduce you with your new task, which I expect you to do it without any flaws. Do you understand?" the smile disappeared from the boss' face as his expression changed into the serious.

Pisco knowing about what task the boss meant, he responded, "Yes, sir, you can count on me."