Okay so this is basically a very short filler chapter! I've already started the next chapter, and normally I don't do this but can I get some reviews on this chapter before I upload the next one please? It's really helpful to get constructive criticism and to see what you guys like so that I can deliver more!
Also, you may notice that I have changed the name of the story back to 'The Barmaid'! That's because I wanted to use the title I had previously for a story that shall be uploaded soon and you'll hear more about it in the future! (That is...if you like Fairy Tail *hint hint hint*)
Chapter 3- Eyes of Blue
Hours earlier found a man in blue sat in his office, a jigsaw puzzle laid out on the table in front of him. He observed it through his glasses, the light from a computer screen reflected in the slim frames. As he set another piece in place there was a knock at the door, and without looking up he spoke.
"Enter." Reisi Munakata's voice was deep but youthful, authority ringing through every syllable. It was as it should be for the King of Scepter 4.
The door opened and in walked a young woman, her hair light blonde and a slim black tablet tucked under her arm. Seri Awashima. She wore the same blue uniform as her superior, the man at the desk, though she wore a dress, and the coattails swished around her legs as she approached him.
"Captain." She held the tablet out to him and he took it without taking his eyes off the jigsaw in front of him.
"Thank you, Awashima." Reisi's lips flickered into an amused smile as he read the file. "Ah."
After a moment passed without her captain revealing anything, Seri prompted him. "Sir?"
"Send Fushimi to see me, would you?" The Captain placed the tablet on his desk and returned to the puzzle, almost complete.
Seri gave a bow, her annoyance expertly hidden. He would tell her soon enough anyway, he always did. "Yes, sir." She turned and left the room, her heels clicking loudly on the floor.
True to her word, moments later a slim young man entered the room. He regarded the decor, and most everything, with an air of distaste that twisted his fairly handsome features into something almost ugly. It pulled his frame down into a lazy slouch. The only thing defying the gravitational force of his bad attitude was his hair, half pushed back with one product or another. This was Saruhiko Fushimi, lieutenant of Scepter 4.
"You wanted to see me, Captain." It was a statement, not a question. He could never be bothered with questions.
"Yes." Reisi looked up briefly before returning to his puzzle. "I believe Homra has a new addition. Observe her and report back to me, effective immediately."
"Tch." Saruhiko wasn't impressed. He wasn't Reisi's dog, and going back to Homra wasn't exactly high on his to do list so the combination of the two froze the ice behind his glare. "What are you thinking about her?"
Reisi smiled, though his attitude deserved reprimand, and handed the tablet to his lieutenant.
"Nothing. Yet. It's Homra I'm concerned about."
"Tch," Saruhiko had turned to leave, his hands stuffed in his pockets with the tablet under his arm, when Reisi spoke again.
"Fushimi?"
"Yes sir?" The words themselves were polite, but they drawled rather than spoken, lazy as usual.
"Don't let her find out."
There was a heavy sigh.
"Yes, sir."
Reisi almost laughed, but instead placed another puzzle piece in the correct spot. Plunk. Two more.
"Dismissed."
"Yes, sir." Saruhiko left the office, long lazy strides taking him to his dormitory room. He had finished his reports anyway.
His pale hands were steady as they tugged his uniform off creamy skin, not for one moment betraying the beating heart which lay beneath. The young lieutenant changed into every day clothes, jeans and a thin striped sweater, and exited the building altogether.
This...would be hard.