Title: Cleaning Up
Author: Snow Tigra
Pairings: Kiba x Neji
Warnings: AU. Yaoi. Semi horror and general weirdness.
Summary: Neji is perfect, living up to his name in life, even if his station in society is one of the lowest. And then he ends up falling for someone, the most unlikely person in the world, only to discover that his life has no intention of letting him be with anyone. And his life will stop at nothing to stop him.

The office.

The office had been a pinnacle of cleanliness and a testament to money and taste for as long as he could remember. A perfect square, with a large bay window for one wall, the office furniture was dark wood, heavy and expensive. It was the kind reserved for only the best in the company. There were no cubicles in this office, no plastic and grey desks that stood on metal legs and collected dust. The desk top was a clear and perfect glass, showing the year's calendar beneath for planning each monetary point of attack. The black phone was polished and even all the pencils were straight and sharpened, with the pens still holding all their original caps and not a single one leaking.

The shades were dusted, a stark white to match the walls, and the black leather chair held only a few minor scratches, which had been there long before the current occupant. A circular rug covered half the floor, giving the room a warm, yet purely business attitude, with straight and narrow lines to accent the desk and book shelf. The books were arranged alphabetically, all in immaculate condition, with color coded bookmarks where needed. Two decorations adorned the wall, both positioned perfectly to match the room. The first being an award, for the employee of the year with three years clearly marked. The second was an old antique clock, softly ticking the time away without any fancy design or flourish.

The owner of this office was all business. He kept the office free of dust during the day and tracked none in with him during the morning. He was, in Neji's opinion, one of the most perfect people he'd ever met and Neji took it as an honor to clean his office every night. A single touch of the desk and he found no dust, the same for the bookshelf. In the end all he had to do was straight the stapler on the desk and brush a little off the one family photo in its matching dark wood frame. Then he vacuumed the floor and the rug, and the office was in pristine condition, ready for its owner to return.

Neji could have easily skipped this office and touched it only once a week in his cleaning duties and it would still be just as clean, but that just wasn't the way Neji did things. He took pride in his job, and his life, and made sure that it showed in everything he was ever asked to do. He kept his shirt and pants neatly washed and pressed, his hair combed back into a tight pony tail for perfection and for none of the hairs to escape. He lived by the belief that he had to live up to his name, after all that▓s who everyone expected him to be. The name Hyuga was well respected and he was determined to live up to everything the name stood for, no matter what others said or thought. So everything he did he strived and succeeded doing with precision and perfection. Every floor was mopped, every window streak free and every speck of dust obliterated to bring the office to the peak of perfection which he forced himself to abide by every day.

There was a reason he was the only janitor that the five floor office building needed in their full time employ. He was also the only of the night crew people hired at this particular firm, save for the security man at the front desk who smelled of coffee and read magazines that needed to be hidden under the desk when management walked by. He completed his duties with pride and precision, perfect down to every detail.

Today, however, was one of the days he always dreaded. After he▓d cleaned the office, he retrieved the boxes needed from the supply closet and set them on the desk. The owner of this office had just made partner and was now given access to the prestigious top floor which consisted of corner offices, leather and mahogany furnished conference rooms and a private bar stocked with any drink the partners requested on Friday night. Neji was sure that this man deserved the promotion, if his office was any indication of his work, but he did not like the chaos it would cause in his system.

Now the office was being given to a new employee who was transferring in from another firm. Neji knew nothing about this employee, and while it was perfectly possible that the man could be as neat as the last, Neji highly doubted it. He was quite sure he would need to see how clean or dirty this person kept their office and adjust his cleaning times to allow time to adapt to this person▓s habits. He was not pleased about needing to change the methods he▓d used for the last few months just because the company decided to hire someone new.

Neji frowned to himself as he began packing all the items in the office, setting them carefully in the box so nothing would be scratched or nicked, then he loaded them on the cart to bring them up the elevator and to the correct office. It only took a few minutes, and then the office was cleared, ready for the new owner. Neji sprayed the name plate and wiped it clean before setting in the new name.

Kiba Inuzuka.

His name didn▓t sound professional nor did it sound important. This did not bode well, as far as Neji was concerned and he was not going to keep his hopes up that this Kiba would prove otherwise. As far as he was concerned this one would just be another headache.