"Okiru. OKIRU!" I awoke with a jolt. I sat up and grabbed my head as the images of the blue-headed man flashed in my mind. 'Who is that man?' I asked myself, removing the sheets from my legs and walking over to my bathroom. 'Why won't my mind let me go one day without having this dream?' I asked myself again as I looked in the mirror. 'Why...?' I stared at my reflection. My eyes were tired- my lips chapped and there were tear stains on my cheeks. I sighed and turned on the cold water. 'I don't get it...' My eyes shot open as the water splashed across my face. "What the-" My eyes shot down to where the sink was- the hot water smoking dangerously, fogging the mirror. "Idiot," I mumbled, turning off the water and closing the door. I cursed as the distant beeps of my alarm clock blared loudly, indicating that I should be putting on my shoes and heading out of the door now. "...Forget the shower," I opened the bathroom door and raced to my closet, opening it and yanking out my tux. 'Mr. Konoakichi's gonna be so pissed when I walk in so late,' I said while yanking on my button up. 'Better pick up some donuts on the way,' I grabbed my keys and hopped on one foot, managing to put on my shoes before heading out of the door.
I pressed my ID on the pad and the door beeped, letting me in loudly. I pushed past the busy agents, making my way over to the counter, digging through the bag of donuts and slamming it down on the front desk hurriedly. "Here's your payment. Open the elevator so I can see Mr. Konoakichi." The man looked up from his computer- startled. He looked down at the sweet and scowled. "You really think I'm easily bribed with a Bosten cream donut?" Well Shit. Gento stared at me for a second before sliding the napkin and donut towards him without talking his eyes off me. "...I hate that you know me so well." He got up and led me towards the elevator. Before tapping his card, he turned to me. I blinked and looked away. "...Y-your eyes are always so scary when they're bright and shar-" Before I could finish my sentence, he wrapped his arms around me- embracing my body in a hug. "You look stressed." I was still for a second- shocked -but soon collected myself and attempted to shove him off of me. "Your hands are gross and you smell like sweat. Get off of me." He released me and looked me in the eyes. His stare was invading, like he could read my mind. He tucked a strand of hair behind my ear before turning around and finally tapping his card on the pad. "...Hang in there, kid." He turned back to look at me for a second longer and just walked away. I watched as his cream colored hair slapped against his brown skin- the smell of his cologne and sweat clinging to my body. I scrunched up my nose as the elevator 'dinged' and opened. "I'll never understand that ma-" "WHO STOLE MY DONUTS!?" ...Wait- donutS?! I clenched my hands. Nothing was in them. I heard the door start to close and stuck my foot in between them, and rushed in. 'Guess I'll have to apologize to Mr. Konoakichi the hard way,' I sighed and pinched my nose at the thought. 'He's definitely gonna be pissed...' I adjusted my tie. The door opened. I swallowed hard and walked over to his office- knocking three times before twisting the knob. As the door opened, I cleared my throat and looked around. At the big grand window, Mr. Konoakichi stood- his back to me, his hands in his pockets. Not only was there Mr. Konoakichi- but there was also another man standing beside him, wielding a sheet of paper in his right hand while his left hand rested on his hip. Mr. Konoakichi turned to me- startled. "Ah- agent Riko, you're late." I couldn't take my eyes off of the man. Could it be...?