"So even though you live here you still got lost?" Otoya chuckled, causing Haruka to frown a little. The two of them were walking down the hallway together now. Otoya was kind enough to try to help her find her way back to her room after finding out she was lost. Multiple times throughout the walk Otoya had fixed his clothes, as if he was trying to subtlety make himself look nicer. He had tucked in his white shirt and buttoned his coat up. He was very friendly and smiled at everything she said.

"Well I never went this way before." Haruka said defensively, twirling a strand of her pink hair in her fingers. Otoya chuckled again.

"Then why did you go this way today?" He playfully nudged her shoulder, causing Haruka to pout.

"I just wondered a little too much, that all." Haruka said, looking down. Otoya, sensing her displeasure, quickly changed the topic.

"So, how long have you lived here?" He asked.

"Three years." Haruka said.

"Really? What job do you have?" Haruka frowned. How would she explain this?

"Well, my job isn't really a job." Haruka said, not wanting to talk about the marriage. The last thing she wanted was to ruin their new friendship by telling him that she's married to the most powerful man in the entire building and one of the most powerful in all of Japan. She also just didn't want people to know they were married. Yes, she knew how terrible that is, not wanting someone, anyone to know you're married, but it was the truth. Otoya tilted his head, confused. "All I have to do is be alive."

"What kind of a job is that?"

"A hard one, that's for sure." Haruka sighed, frowning. "I don't even want to be here... What about you? I've never seen you around here before." Haruka asked, looking back up at Otoya. They stopped walking, turning to each other. They held eye contact, wanting to talk face to face.

"Oh, I don't work here." Otoya said. Haruka blinked. He didn't work here? Then why was he here? Wait-was he-

"Um, what time is it?" Haruka asked nervously, panic rising up in her chest. Otoya raised an eyebrow, confused by her sudden need to know the time. Never the less, he pulled his sleeve back, moved his arm to his face, and looked at his watch.

"It's about 12:23, why?" He asked, letting his arm fall back to his side. Haruka's eyes widened. Was he the special guest that Ren had talked about? She straightened up, afraid that she may have just acted and spoke to familiarly to an important person.

"O-oh, I see." Haruka said, suddenly nervous. The only powerful people she had even spoken to were her grandmother and Ren. She was definitely nervous now. Ren had told her he wanted her to disappear during the conference, basically saying he didn't want her to talk to his business partner and now she even ran into him! Ren was going to be mad. She should have just stayed in her room!

Otoya's eyes widened and he jumped, shaking his head. "Oh no, I know what you're thinking! I'm not Jinguji's business associate, that's my employer and his younger brother!" Otoya said, shaking his head. Haruka visually relaxed, letting out her held breath.

"Thank goodness, I thought I just embarrassed myself in front of someone really important!" Haruka said, slouching a little.

"Sorry, did I scare you?" Otoya asked, giving her an apologetic smile.

"No, it was my fault. I shouldn't of just jumped to a conclusion like that." Haruka apologized. "But wait, why are you just wandering around then? Shouldn't you be with your employer?"

"Yeah, but he kicked me out of the room to go get his brother some herbal tea. I'm just looking for the kitchen." Otoya said, gesturing for them to walk again. They walked side by side, steps synchronized.

"Well it's definitely not the way you came from, that's for sure. It's connected to the dining room." Haruka informed causing Otoya to pinch the bridge of his nose, letting out a displeased sigh.

"I was just there before." Otoya frowned. Haruka stopped suddenly. Otoya kept walking a few paces before realizing she stopped and turn to her, confused. "What is it?" He asked.

"This is my room." Haruka said, turning to the door right beside her. "So this is my stop."

"You can't come with me?" Otoya asked, frowning. Haruka shook her head. "How come?"

"I'm wasn't supposed to leave my room until Ren's business partners had left." Haruka said, looking down. Otoya watched her for a minute before smiling. He walked toward her and took her hand. Haruka jumped and looked at his hand, which was wrapped around her wrist, causing Haruka to blush. She couldn't help but think about how warm his hand was and how diligently he took her hand, as if afraid to break her. His hand was large compared to her's and much rougher. She looked up at him, taking in his beautiful face, even more breath taking with the kind smile spreading across it.

"Well then," He said. "I guess we'll just say I dragged you with me." He said, lightly tugging on her hand. She didn't resist his pull, complying easily to his pull. Something about the red haired man's kindness and gentleness made Haruka want to follow him. They walked down the hallway together, hands still connected. Neither seemed to mind or notice that their fingers intertwined as they walked together, Otoya talking about himself.

From what he said, apparently Otoya was orphaned at around five. Later, when he was around fifteen, his employer found him, cold, lost, and sick on the side of the streets, curled up behind a dumpster in the middle of a rainstorm. His employer, who was about eighteen at the time, took him home. He nursed Otoya back to health and Otoya offered his services as repayment. His employer said that to pay him back, he would need to work about two to five months. It had been eight years since he started working for his employer, who was now twenty six now and Otoya was twenty three. They had grown so use to each other that they had forgotten that it was a temporary job. Haruka herself was twenty one now (Ren is twenty three), making Otoya and Haruka around the same age.

"Wow, you got lucky, running into someone like that." Haruka smiled.

"I know!" Otoya said as he pulled open the giant doors of the dining room. "Tokiya is awesome!"

"What are you doing, Otoya?" Haruka and Otoya turned their heads forward, looking into the room. In the room, sitting at the table, were three figures.

One was a man with short cut, blue hair. He had bright blue eyes, void of emotion, and a beauty mark under his right eye. He looked at them with a stoic expression. His face was beautifly sculpted with a pointed chin and smooth skin, his cheeks pointed slightly around the edge of his jaw. His bright blue eyes were highlighted by his long, beautiful eyelashes. His lips were beautiful, a little moist and not curved up nor down, his features schooled. He was sitting up straight and gave off a professional aura, along with a sexual appeal. He wore a gray suit with a blue tie tucked under his coat. He had long, black pants on and even when sitting, you could tell he was tall.

Next to him sat another man. He had blue hair as well, but it wasn't evenly cut like the other man's. His hair stuck up, while the first man's hair was combed down. His bangs flew down in his face, needing to be swept from his eyes every once in a while. He was just as beautiful as the other man with blue hair, his chin peaked just the same but his cheeks were more curved, less pointed around the edge of his jaw line. He had darker blue eyes and his eyelashes were a little shorter than the first man's. He was wearing similar clothes to the other man, his tie just a bit more of a purplish blue. He also seemed rather tall and he gave off the same aura. His features weren't as schooled, his mouth opened a little and his eyes had a glimmer of surprise from the sudden entrance, but quickly became more annoyed.

The third figure in the room was...Ren Jinguji. He was wearing the same gray suit he was in the morning, but instead of the white pants, he wore jet black ones instead. His hair was as messy yet perfect as always. She hated that. His hair was a curly blond and looked like the kind of hair that would be perfect no matter what you did to it. He had a noticeably more defined jaw line then the others and definitely more annoyed, looking at Haruka in displeasure. Some documents were spread out in front of all three men, making it obvious that they were having their meeting in the dining room.

"Hey! YOU sent ME to get tea!" Otoya pointed at the table, where three tea cups with steam rising out of them were placed on top of fancy coasters.

"You took too long to come back." The man with messier blue hair said, sipping out of his wooden cup.

"Tokiya, you're the one that told me to go out that door when the kitchen was right there!" Otoya said, now pointing at the kitchen door.

"Of course, I was just keeping you busy for a while. I thought you'd figure it out sooner or later." The man named 'Tokiya' sighed, putting his cup down quietly. While the two of them were arguing, Haruka shivered up under the intense gaze of Ren, filled with displeasure. Haruka was a bit panicked. After being warned not to interrupt the meeting, she had accidentally barged into the room with someone she wasn't supposed to be with at the time.

"Who is she?" The room went silent as she man with the neatly cut hair spoke, his voice deep and strict, causing a shiver to run down Haruka's spine. His light blue eyes were like stone, bearing into Haruka's figure.

"Nanami Haruka." Ren answered, lifting up his tea cup and taking a sip, looking away from Haruka, as if he was ignoring her. She was actually relieved he looked away, she would have broken under the intense gaze of the two men.

"A maid?" Tokiya asked, beginning to ignore Otoya's pestering whines.

"No." Ren said, putting down his cup. "She's my wife."

Cliffhanger!...I think...Well, it keeps your attention...I think...Anyways, I'm back! And I've written a chapter. Look! See that there?! They are words! And you know what's awesome about those words? I wrote them! In chapter form! For a chapter! Wow, that was stupid, even I'm displeased with myself :(.

How will Otoya react!? What are the other two men going to think? Why didn't I say that the other man's name is Masato even though it is SO FREAKING OBVIOUS! Why am I asking all of theses questions even though I'm the one writing this?

I will only answer two of those questions! The answer to question 3 is-I forgot, so what?! The answer to question number 4 is-I feel like it! Take that!

Okay, enough fooling around. Please review, fav, follow and keep reading!