Hey guys! So I haven't posted in...forever. So um sorry to anyone who actually looks forward to me posting, -which is probably no one, but thats okay, I like entertaining anyone I can- I finally posted a new fic!

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'Why?'

"Mai? What do you think you're doing?"

'Mommy, How come?"

"Mai!"

'Why did you do it?'

"Mai! Wake up!"

'please say sorry'

"MAI!"

Oh that's me! Hi, I'm Mai Taniyama a high school second year with mousey brown hair, and doe eyes, I jumped from my desk, falling rather ungracefully on my butt. I work as an assistant for Shibuya Psychic Research. SPR for short. It would be the perfect job if I didn't work for the most narcissistic man on the planet whom I just so happened to have a crush on and have no idea how I should feel about him, and how he feels about me.

The feeling was...frustrating to say the least.

That man Is Kazuya Shibuya, nicknamed Naru by me on the first day of the job, and just so happened to be the one yelling at me. Yea, this is going to go something about how lazy I am, with a few more insults and end with a demand for tea.

Just like it always is.

But that's okay, because that's what feels normal, and as cheesy as it sounds, it feels like home.

"I don't pay you to sleep Mai." His tone condescending and mocking.

"yea, sorry Naru I was up all night doing homework and I just didn't get enough sleep." I said rubbing the back of her head. A habit picked up a few years back.

"That's not an excuse. If you were smart and pay attention in class you wouldn't be up all night." He threw back at me, his poker face firmly in place.

The poker faced seemed like the only facial expression, well that and his angry face. On rare occasions you saw shock and happiness, but you really needed to be studying him, because the emotions are only there for like three seconds and would most likely only appear in an apocalypse.

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Okay, that might have been a little extreme, but those looks are far and few between.

I groaned knowing I had lost and stood from my place on the floor, rubbing my sore behind. That fall really did hurt ya'know.

"Did you need something Naru?" I asked finally realizing Naru came out of his lair..I mean his office, which he never does unless there's a client. Which there wasn't...unless I slept through the entire meeting interview thingy.

Oh geez, please don't tell me I slept through that. Lin would at least wake me up so I'm not drooling in front of potential clients right? Oh who am I kidding, Lin wouldn't do that, in fact he would most likely get enjoyment of my embarrassment.

"Yes, there's a client coming in, in a few hours and I expect you to be awake to meet them."

"Yea of course! No problem!" I said happily, fighting back a yawn that was building in my throat. Naru studied me for a moment, probably deciding if I was going to fall asleep again or not...which I wasn't.

Naru turned sharply on his heel heading back into the direction of his office, and threw one all too familiar phrase over his shoulder.

"Mai, Tea."

I huffed and shuffled my way over to the offices small kitchenette. I went through the routine of boiling the water, adding the perfect amount of tea and balancing the tray to Naru's office, knocking receiving a dull 'come in' giving him his tea, getting no thank you, and leaving.

I had spare time before the client was expected to arrive so I took the opportunity to 'work'. Which pretty much consisted of humming nonsense songs to myself and sketching bad doodles.

It was around four thirty when the client finally arrived. It was a woman, probably in her mid forties, she had graying ebony hair and chocolate eyes clouded in fear and...sadness. I knew who she was without even asking.

Her name was Ren Hanaki a widow to a CEO, who killed himself and no one knows why. It was a big news story, Her nine year old daughter Maika went missing and no one ever found her. A few weeks later, killed himself by jumping off his balcony. The suicide note was found inside his pocket. It said 'I can't live with secrets.'

Ms. Hanaki was too drunk to remember anything. She used to be a horrible alcoholic who was sent to rehab for a year. When she was finally released she was so distraught about loosing her family she locked herself inside her manor and hasn't said a word about anything to anyone.

It was safe to say she had become a hermit, so it was a big shock to see her standing inside the SPR office.

"Hello." I said bowing politely to her. "My name is Mai Taniyama, did you have an appointment?" I asked, a kind smile on my face.

Sadness flashed across Ms. Hanaki's face at the mention of my name before sobering up and smiling in return.

"Yes, I am Hanaki Ren, I have an appointment with Mr.. Shibuya."

"Yes of course, please have a seat while I go get him."

Ms. Hanaki took a seat and I knocked on Naru's office door.

"Your client's here." I said, I didn't get a reply but I know he heard me so I headed off to tell the quiet Chinese man the same thing. I took on last glance at Ms. Hanaki before heading to the kitchenette to make some tea. Or, more tea I suppose.

When I got back, Naru and Lin were sitting in their respectable seats, waiting for to tell what was going on. I gently placed the tea set on the table and poured everyone a steaming cup.

"Thank you" our client said, sending me a graceful smile. I smiled back and went to stand behind the couch looking over Naru's shoulder as he scribbled down notes in a language I didn't understand.

"So, tell us what the problem is." Naru's cool voice cutting through the tension that seemed to be coming off in waves.

"Well, it all started about two weeks ago..."

'DONE!

Haha, so you'll figure out whats going on tomorrow in the next chapter. Yea!

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