A Broken Friendship!

In a different side of the city, someone dropped his phone is m his office desk and then massaged his temples with his fingers.

He was tall and slender, with dark hair. He also had blue eyes that held promises in them.

He was dressed in an official suit and trouser that was blue in color.

His elbows were on on the desk while he used his fi gets to massage his temples.

He was such a mess right now!

"What is wrong with me...?" He kept asking himself.

"Why do I have to be put in such a dilemma...?" He asked again.

"Why do I have to be the one to be called on for help...? Why...?" He kept on soliloquizing.

"Why...!" He asked in anger.

"Why...?!!!" He screamed in sheer anger an frustration as he stood up, picked up his phone and then threw it through the wall behind him that was made out of glass.

It broke.

And I shattered.

His scream could be heard below building, because the passerbys stopped and looked up at the building to hear where the scream was coming from.

Immediately the glass shattered, his assistant and a few of his staff came running in and his assistant asked;

"Boss...are...are you okay...?"

Heaving heavy breaths, he answered.

Waving it off, he answered;

"Yes...yeah, I'm... I'm okay...!"

Looking around at office, his assistant commented saying;

"Are you sure nothing happened her boss...?" He first asked before going on to say;

"Cos it looks like you had an accident or something... " Before he could complete , his boss finished it for him.

Without turning to look back at his assistant, the man snapped at his assistant.

"Didn't I just say that I was okay...?" He first asked.

No reply.

"Didn't I?" He asked. He hated it when he was kept waiting.

"Ummm...yeah you did, but..." Cut short again.

"Then why ask further?" The assistant was asked.

Not backing down, the assistant spoke again. He knew that it was wrong to talk to your boss but, it was his responsibility to look after his boss.

Besides they were best friends from childhood and all the way into teenagers, and now adults... co-workers even.

Both parents are very good friends and I was still his present boss that got him the job he currently secured and he was very grateful.

If not for God's favours through his boss, he wouldn't have gotten a job and he had to pay him back...and so therefore,he had vowed to always look after his childhood friend if it's the last thing he did even if he (the assistant himself) was younger than the boss (his childhood friend)

He just had to do something in repayment for what her had done for him. Even both of their parents were counting on him.

"The glass' broken...!" The assistant pointed.

"Then get the janitors to clean it up and get the engineers to repair it...! It wouldn't take up to twenty (20) minutes now would it...!"

"No, it wouldn't...!"

"Then what are you still doing here?!" The boss asked.

Pausing for about thirty (30) seconds, the assistant let out a deep sigh, like as if he had been holding his breath for a very long time...even while talking.

The assistant turned to the rest of the staff, gave them some instructions, and told them to leave.

A lady that had been observing the boss, stayed a little longer not paying attention to what the assistant was saying but was just focused on the boss.

When the assistant noticed she refused to leave, he told her;

"Magdalene, if you don't want to get fired, do as I have instructed...!" He snapped at her.

As if broken forms an hex, the lady called magdalene, that was gazing at the boss suddenly turned and looked at the assistant with surprise clearly in her eyes.

"Oh...ughh...were you talking to me?" She asked.

Sighing in annoyance, the assistant asked:

"What were you thinking...? Where was your mind...?" He shot at her.

Frightened, magdalene stuttered.

"I...I...I wasn't thinking about anything...I...I...I was here... I mean, I'm here...I mean...!"

"All this 'I mean...I...I...I...I mean...' is making me lose oxygen...!" He snapped at the innocent girl.

"If you still love your job and didn't want to lose it, you'd better control your stare!" He snapped again.

Her eyes bulged.

How did he know she was staring at him?

Was he a wizard?!

As he was talking, his assistant sighed.

The assistant turned took magdalene by her shoulders and said;

"You had better get a hold of yourself, you wouldn't...!" But he was cut short, as magdalene ignored his plea in form of a warning to her as she dodged his stare at her and spoke to the boss.

Even though the boss was backing her and string into thin air ad the glass wall was shattered, she still bowed.

"Y...yes Sir...I'm s...sorry Sir...! It won't happen again... I promise you S...!" Her apology that was so sincere, was cut short by an angry bark from the boss.

Turning around and picking a book that was nearest to his hand on the desk, he threw it in her direction.

Thankfully, the assistant was there to shield her from the crazy attack as he shielded her from it.

When she raised her head, she was surprised to see that the assistant was holding her.

With her eyes bulged, she spoke;

"あなたがやっていることについてあなたはどう思う

What do you think about what you are doing...?

(Translation for the above!)

She shrieked.

She almost pushed him away. But as she did so, he hugged her the more making her hit him so hard, he had to let go of her and held his ribs.

どうしたの...!そんな女の子に誘惑されるわけじゃない…!

"What is wrong with you...! I'm not that kind of girl to be seduced...!" (Translation for the above!)

Pushing the girl gently but still hard, the assistant, still holding his ribs, yelled at the girl.

"あなたはなんて無知なのでしょう...!"

(Translation for the above)

"How ignorant you are...!"

Eyeing him, she asked;

"「無知」とはどういう意味ですか?"

(Translation for the above).

"あなたは今私とそのナンセンスをやろうとしている人ではなかったのですか...?!"

(Translation for the above).

"Weren't you the one trying to do that nonsense with me right now...?!"

But she was cut short.

"なぜこの組織でダミーが働いているのですか...!"

(Translation for the above).

"Why do I have a dummy working in this organization...!" The boss screamed.

Startled, the girl asked;

"W ...ボスとはどういう意味ですか...?!"

(Translation for the above).

"W...what do you mean boss...?!"

Looking at the magdalene, the boss said;

"もし彼があなたを守っていなかったら,それらの本はあなたのその生意気な小さな口に着陸したでしょう...!"

(Translation for the above).

"If he hadn't protected you, those books would have landed on that saucy little mouth of yours...!"

Shaking, magdalene looked at the assistant thay was still holding his ribs, massaging it and asked in gentle tone as she tried to help him out.

"What happened...?"

As she reached her hand out, the assistant rejected it and said;

"Get out of here...!"

Frightened, she nodded and letter room.

Closing the door, the assistant straightened himself as I he didn't receive a punch earlier on and walked towards the boss.

Standing beside him, the assistant asked;

"Asahi what happened?"

Chuckling Asahi said;

"I thought you've lost your touch... you're a really good actor Yuma!" Asahi commended him.

Chuckling, Yuma replied.

"It seems you've forgotten your childhood best friend, Asahi...!"

Smiling, Asahi said.

"How could I forget, you were the best actor..."

Turning to look at Yuma, he added;

"And you still are!"

Smiling, Yuma looked down for bit and then looked back up again intto Asahi's eyes and asked;

"Do you know that Masami is  still in town and she's looking for a job...?"

Nodding, Asahi turned form lookin of at Yuma and then stood to face the outside world.

"Yeah, I'm aware of it...!"

Cutting him short, Yuma said;

"Why don't we offer her a job?" That question was asked straight-forwardly which took Asahi off guard.

Turning to look at Yuma, Asahi asked;

"You've not been sneaking into my dreams right...?!" Asahi asked.

That question had Yuma laughing.

"Coz I don't know what spell or charm you're using...it's not working and it's not going to work...!" Asahi added jokingly while smiling.

Shaking his head in negation, Yuma answered;

"No Asahi...I'm not using any charm it casting any spell...!"

Giving him an eye, Yuma added;

"You know I don't believe in all those fetish stuffs...!" He said that with a disgusted look on his face.

Nodding, Asahi agreed and closed his eyes.

"They are tok disgusting...besides, you know who and what I believe in...I only believe in God...he's the source of our power...!"

Yuma said that with a foreign expression on his face as if he had been overwhelmed by the Spirit of God.His face had turned a bit pale.

When he turned to look at Asahi,the question he asked, caught Asahi off guard and he opened his eyes.

"What was your deal with Kazumi...?"

*Asahi's P.O.V, in his mind!*

Once the words; "Charm and Spells" left Asahi's mouth, his mind began to ramble.

'What If I use a charm or cast a spell on Masami...would she fall for me...? Will I have her to myself...?' These were his thoughts.

'But, we haven seen in a long time...wikk she remember me...? I mean I dated he best friend when we were in highschool...would she still like...UGHHHH! I don't know what to do right now...!'

'Ughhhhhh! I'm such a mess...!' He added to his lists of thoughts.

'What do I do, Lord...?"

As those words were made in his head, he heard Yuma's voice ask;

"'What was your deal with Kazumi...?'"

Having heard that, Asahi opened his eyes and looked at Yuma with surprise and shock written all over his face.

"W...what?!" Asahi stuttered while asking.

Looking straight on Asahi's eyes, Yuma repeated the question.

"What was your deal with Kazumi this morning?"

Turning to face him fully with his hands tucked inside his pant's pockets, Yuma waited for an answer.

There was something so overwhelming about Yuma, because Asahi couldn't look at him straight in the eyes, he had to look somewhere else and then turned to face somewhere else but backed Yuma.

Yuma patiently waited for an answer, but when he didn't get any, he went in to say;

"Kazumi's a prostitute now, I hope you're aware...?!" It was more of an information statement than of a question.

Not looking back at Yuma, he murmured;

"I know...!" Cutting him short, Yuma challenged;

"Then why do you have a deal with her...? You even asked her to pay you a visit...!"

Looking at him with an expression beyond shock and surprise, Asahi asked;

"How do you know all this...?!"

Asahi got furious.

"Have you been checking the security cameras...?! Watching me...?! I am not a kid you know...and I don't need a babysitter...!" Asahi was all angry.

Even though Asahi was all furious, Yuma never moved an inch.

With his hands tucked in his pockets and his eyes watching every move of Asahi, Yuma calmly said;

"You know what our parents said...!"

Being cut short, Asahi said;

"Whatever! I don't care what our parents said... you're younger than me to be my junior brother...you can't babysit me...I'm to do that for you...! I wonder why my parents told you go watch over me in the first place...I feel insulted right now...!"

Not taking it anymore and removing his hands from his pockets, Yuma spoke angrily.

"Oh, so you think I don't think this is a waste of time...? You're a wasted of time...?!" He barked.

"It seems you've forgotten who I am and the kind of temper I have...!" He added.

"I've got other things to do, rather than to just work in this low profile organization! Don't you think I have other important things to do...!"

"As your friend, I watch for you, watch over you, care for you, take care of your office work whenever you're not around...as a friend, and all you could do, the least you could do, is bark at me...?!"

Chuckling, Asahi yelled;

"Why won't I bark at you? You're family betrayed our trust...! We trusted you with everything that we had...!"

Giving the 'I don't care' laugh, Yuma chuckled and then frowned, his frown deep.

"My family...?!" He asked whilst pointing at himself.

"Yes...!" Asahi answered while cutting him off.

Yuma chuckled again, as if he had heard something funny.

"My family...my family...my family...!" He kept on saying and pointed at himself as he moved to and fro in the office.

Asahi kept on watching him.

Then Yuma turned to face him and then asked;

"It seems like you've forgotten how it all happened right?" He asked as he moved towards Asahi.

"You've forgotten, how I, had to take the blame for your, mistake!" He shouted.

"You told me, you didn't like the way your parents were acting towards each other and that you had a plan to bring them together...!" He added.

He moved away from Asahi and then in anger he pulled his hair.

Turning back to face him he said while pointing;

"You said that you had a plan on how to bring them together...you said it Asahi.. and then when it didn't work out, you cried...to cried your eyes out..."

"As a friend, as your, best friend and family friend, I decided to take matters into my own hands and then I took the blame..." He said admist tears.

"I decided to take the blame and all you had to do is tell me that I," He said as he pointed at himself.

"I, Asahi Haruto, betrayed your trust?" He asked.

"Your family's..." He said a he pointed at Asahi.

"My family's..."He said as he pointed at himself.

"Your family and my family's trust...and you're here talking nonsense...!"

He laughed.

hHe then took three (3) slow gentle steps towards Asahi who took two frightened steps backwards.

But remembering that he's 'the boss' in this corporation, he stood his ground and tried to straighten himself up.

But as Yuma walked towards him slowly, he gulped and began to shake. He had to hold the edge of the desk behind him to hold him from shaking.

Stopping only when he knew that he was very close to Asahi, he looked at him in the eyes. Asahi had to look away because he felt intimidated.

Seeing his action, Yuma backed down and moved two steps away.

Smirking, Yuma said in a vet lie voice;

"Asahi!" He first called.

Asahi refused to look at him.

Feeling him scared, Yuma sighed gently and called his name again...this time with a little force.

"Asahi!"

Gulping gently, Asahi turned and looked at Yuma.

Yuma's stare was so intense, Asahi had to look down to avoid being intimidated, and as if being caught doing something bad.

Yuma had called his name and Asahi had turned to look at him and then lowered his gaze, Yuma felt the need to watch him a bit more.

Not taking it anymore, Asahi asked irritatedly;

"Are you going to talk or what...?!"

Sighing gently and then smirking without removing his hands from his pockets, Yuma said;

"Although you are older than me, I took you as a brother...an older one at that...!" He began.

"We were so close, very close that if anyone sees us, they'd think we were brothers, siblings...!" He added again, his voice shaking a bit.

Wiping the streak tears that were rolling downs his cheeks,he sniffed.

Looking away from Asahi, Yuma said;

"I can't believe it has come to this...!"

Putting his head down, he wiped more tears that were rolling down.

Frowning, Asahi parted his lips as if to say something, but words could not form.

'What is he saying...?!' Asahi thought.

Raising his head up high and regaining his posture and composure, Yuma turned and faced Asahi fully.

Looking at him straight in the eye made Asahi shudder and then look away.

Seeing this expression, Yuma spoke what was on his mind.

"I believe you were aware that I was in charge of looking after you...!" He began.

"In charge of making sure you don't do something out of line...and you also were assigned by my parents to do so...even more than your parents assigned me...!" He added.

"And all you could do was tell at me, shout at me and then tell me rubbish!"

Yuma shouted in anger, making the passerbys below them to stop and look up at them.

Even the taxi cabs paused their drives.

"You had the opportunity...!" Asahi yelled before lowering his voice.

"You had the opportunity, you were this close...!" He said before using his fingers to emphasize his point.

"This close! And you lost the opportunity...!"

Before he could finish statement, Asahi shut him up.

"You had better watch your mouth before I throw you out...!" Asahi got angry.

Yuma just looked at him with a blank expression on his face that gave him the shivers.

But he was the boss, he had everything under control so he had to prove it.

"I don't care if our parents had or have unbroken relationship, you have no right to...!"

It was Asahi's turn to get the message.

Furious, Yuma charged back at Asahi.

"Will you shut the f*ck up!"

Asahi's mouth quickly shut up!

Removing his hands from his pockets and walking slowly towards Asahi, Yuma spoke.

He stopped only when he was only but pretty close to Asahi. To the extent their eyes were about fir inches away.

Looking at him deeply, Yuma said.

"You don't care if our parents shared a special bond and an unbreakable relationship even though they were supposed to be disappointed in you but we're in me because of your costly mistake...and you never showed concern or anything...!" He said.

"And now, you're telling me, that I have no right...no right to what...?" He asked.

"No right to remind you of your sins?" He began.

"Remind you of your tragedies?

Remind you of your costly mistakes...or what...?"

"Or, am I not to remind you of your 'terrible-but-have-to-bear' mistake of a day with Kazumi, instead of Masami....?" He asked furious.

Mentioning those last two (2) names, Asahi turned to face Yuma bit couldn't look at him for long because his face had an intimidating look which he couldn't bear.

"Try saying something that'll cost you your life!" Yuma threatened.

Gulping, Asahi opened his mouth but words couldn't form words.

Sighing deeply, Yuma placed his left hand in his pocket.

Looking at Asahi, he said;

"Don't be surprised if you see my retirement letter...!"

Saying that, he turned and headed for the door.

When Asahi heard those words, he looked at Yuma's retreating figure.

Before he could ask anything, Yuma had already beat him to it.

Holding the door handle, Yuma turned to looks t Asahi, pointed and said;

"And don't forget my payments... I expect my gratuity every month...!" Saying that he opened the door and stepped out only to pause and talk again.

"Oh wait, I don't need your money...!"

He then turned to look at Asahi and then smirked.

Yuma then left.

Left 'Hiroto Corporation' for good!

But was it only for a while?

Asahi on the other hand smiled when Yuma left the office.

He's free.

At Last!