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HOLY SHIT ITS BEEN HALF A YEAR PLEASE DONT KILL ME

Hey. guess what my lovelies? I FOUND MY NOTEBOOK! You see, the reason I haven't updated in a while is because I lost the notebook I had originally written this in, and I forgot what I wrote for this scene.

Ah but everything is fine now, for I hath found it, and my lovely muse has returned, and I had the help of all the great reviews you all leave, I didn't even realize what amazing fans I have :D

Naru: They don't care

Mai: Naru! Be nice, she controls our fate!

Naru: I highly doubt that

Me: *grins evilly from my shadowy corner as I think of the things I have planned for the poor, unsuspecting characters*

Mai: I'm scared, Naru, I think you made her mad

Naru: What's the worst thing she could possibly have planned for us?

Me: Oh, you'll see, precious, you'll see

Naru: *narrows eyes* What are you-

Me: ONTO THE STORY

Oh yes, they were definitely trying to kill each other with their eyes.

Naru and Nakatsu were both attempting to stare the other down, both looking absolutely murderous.

"I asked you a question," Naru seethed through gritted teeth, sounding deathly calm.

"And I said," Nakatsu seethed right back, voice tight and lips thin, "I wasn't going to answer it,"

"Where-" Naru voice was deadly as a whip, lashing cold and angry, "is. Mai."

"Who-" if Naru sounded angry, it was nothing compared to Nakatsu, the brunette was practically snarling, "are. you."

They stood there rigidly, both locked in their almost silent battle to intimidate the other. Both were stubborn as mules and Mai could see neither of them backing down. Even though the glares they sported were enough to freeze hell over. Naru, to those who didn't know him, looked uncaring at first glance.

However, the great Oliver Davis, in all of his emotional detachment, seemed calm, as he wore his usual impassive expression. Though Mai could see the way that he locked his jaw, and how he narrowed his eyes ever so slightly as his skin seemed to tighten. That was his trademark. The calmer he seemed, the angrier he was. And right now, almost nothing could've been scarier.

Nakatsu didn't back down, though, Mai had to give him that. While Naru hid his emotions, Nakatsu had them out on display. His teeth were gritted, his brow furrowed, his jaw locked, his eyes blazing.

The brunette stood at the top of the stairs that led to the door, watching the scene incredulously, amusement threatening to bubble up.

However another minute went by in tense, agonizing silence and Mai decided to take pity on them, descending the stairs quickly, she rubbed her temple in exasperation.

"What are you doing here?" she called softly, tired.

The reaction was immediate, in a split-second both the men in front of her whipped their heads around.

""Who is he?!"" They demanded in unison, snapping their heads back to glare at each other as soon as the sentence was uttered.

Mai would have laughed at them had she not sensed the absolute murderous intent in the air coming off of both Nakatsu and Naru. A faint pounding began at the back of her mind, irritation filled her, directed at the two idiots blocking her doorway.

Without bothering to answer their question, Mai, pushed past Nakatsu to glare at The King of Emotional Detachment, in all his narcissistic glory.

"What do you want?"

The question was short and clipped, it wasn't even noon and she was already just wanted to crawl into bed and never come out. Although, she reasoned, that may be due to the fact that she slept against her door last night, and her back ached now.

Naru's brow skyrocketed at Mai's rudeness, unaccustomed to it.

Oh, the poor baby, her mind sneered. He wasn't her boss anymore, he wasn't her boss, her crush, her senpai, her boyfriend, and Mai wasn't sure that they had ever even truly been friends, he had absolutely no power over her, so she was going to do what she damn well pleased.

Responding to Naru with a glare of her own, Mai mirrored him and quirked an eyebrow.

After a minute, Naru blinked, breaking their staring and, inadvertently, admitting defeat. Mai hid a triumphant smirk, if he had known what something so insignificant as a blink meant in a situation like that, he surely would've kept his eyes open until they were shriveled and black.

"I was wondering-" Naru's smooth Japanese broke Mai out of her reverie, bringing her back to reality, "if you had changed your answer at all to my job offer,"

Mai blinked. She hadn't been expecting that. A second passed, she blinked again, "What?" she asked, rather stupidly.

"Whoa whoa whoa," Nakatsu's voice made her jump, as she had forgotten that he was there. "What do you mean 'job offer'?" The brunette sounded angry again and his glasses flashed, hiding his eyes from view. He threw an arm around Mai's shoulders and glared at Naru, "Are you trying to force Mai into something she doesn't want?"

Naru's eyes tightened at this unknown man's lack of honorifics, the grey orbs lingering where his arms touched Mai's bare skin. He didn't like this guy, not one bit.

"I'm not forcing her into anything," Naru forced his voice to be neutral, his face impassive, despite the burning anger clawing it's way up his throat, "I'm simply asking a question, or are you too stupid to realize that?"

Her breath caught and Mai sighed, that didn't take long. He'd been at her door for less then five minutes and they had already descended into insulting her intelligence.

It may not have been her intelligence he was insulting, but the point remained.

Nakatsu tensed and he snarled, Naru's eyes narrowed and his lips thinned. Irritation flicked through her again and she sighed once more, did he seriously think that her answer was going to change overnight. That she would pretend that the previous 4 years never happened?

A growl escaped her lips, was the bastard really that self-righteous?

Nakatsu narrowed his eyes at the stranger dressed in all black, "Who are you anyway?" he asked rather rudely, making no move to release Mai from the possessive position he held her in.

Naru's eyes tightened as he steadfastedly ignored the other man, keeping his attention trained on Mai.

She blinked at him, making no effort to hide her irritation.

"My answer," she said slowly, hoping he'd get it this time, "is still no, Dr. Davis, I will not be coming back to SPR,"

Naru's eyes flashed with something that Mai didn't, nor care to, identify.

"Whoa, hold up," Nakatsu sounded annoyed, "I'm lost, what is going on?"

Mai pinched the bridge of her nose, she should have him about this a long time ago, but honestly she just never felt like explaining it.

"SPR?" Nakatsu asked, "As in The British Society for Paranormal Research? And Dr. Davis? As in..." he trailed off, finally putting it together, and Mai glanced up at him, his face had drained of color and she hid a snicker. He had insulted one of the most prominent minds in parapsychology, it was amusing to watch his reaction as he realized this.

Naru cleared his throat and Mai let her attention flicker back to him, a frown on her face.

"Please leave me alone." She stated softly, holding his gaze with her own fierce one. "Don't think that just because you're back that I'll just drop everything I have and run back to you. I have a life, Naru," she murmured, and Naru's eyes flickered at her slip-up.

"Look," she leaned into Nakatsu's chest, needing support, "There are plenty of people out there that can be a secretary, plenty of them can make tea," his eyes flashed once more, "Just leave me alone."

With that statement, Mai ducked out from under Nakatsu's arms and pushed past Naru, she wasn't even dealing with this right now.

"Mai?" Nakatsu's called out from behind her, but the brunette ignored him, heading to the door of her cafe, she didn't usually open on Sundays, but she needed an outlet. And while punching Naru right in his stupid face would've been satisfying beyond belief, Mai was a mature, responsible adult and opted instead to bottle up her emotions and run away from her problems.

See? Completely mature.