10 Chapter 9 B: Photos

-Takato came something urgent and must go with me, whispered chatter between Genda and the bubbling sound of water machine waiting room.

I look foolish to intercom with, but his imposing shadow made him raise his blond head toward the man who, before he imposed more than his shadow.

-Y-yes! -Volume her things and, not even to say goodbye to Genda, rode the elevator with Mazawa.

Mazawa was silent at his side, carrying on his right arm a long covered in the same fabric of her coat dress, because despite having started the spring was still cool outside. Takato imagined with the smooth, almost inaudible sound of the elevator, that if would be so helpless covered with thick brown winter.

But he wondered what had happened, Ryoma came to his thoughts and tube, a sudden concern. Nervous and fearful of asking for more, but frowning with some decision, he faced his boss, once front of the car on the sidewalk of the company, and looked on him as unimportant as his black coat was placed with a light and precise elegance.

'Whatever has happened, it puts quite annoying, although many things do get angry ... Even so, he chose to ignore his desire to remain silent. I look at him a moment, still absently between his thoughts, giving encouragement, his hands had the courage to be direct and ask, so I had to do-Mazawa-sama What ... what happened?

Your boss just sighed wearily, only then, Takato chose to ignore his own desire to remain silent.

Once found sitting in the rear seats, in what appeared to be a wait on the sidewalk eternal and seeing as it was forced to ignore Seiji and in fact seemed that was what his boss wanted to finally go up and order your Naoto look to put in place: this merely nodded his cap and take as little as possible, getting into traffic.

Then I think I can explain what happened-Mazawa stretched out his hand, wanting to do something that Takato did not understand but saw that seemed to regret and without waiting for the nod and tell him "yes" started telling everything that kept him intrigued so far.

-In "Mazawa" We intend to open up new paths and we want to export and import much more than food, clothing and beverages, perfumes for example ...

Takato had his full attention to it, so I continue smiling to himself.

-At will try to launch out into the world the best magazine we have in the country, people in Japan worship this magazine as one of the few executive under my command proposed to me I thought and told him I would try, but if something went wrong, she would bear the consequences.

I understand. I sigh softly, so it was not anything Ryoma. But not knowing anything about the still left him equally worried. -Was expected. -thought.

Just when everything was going well at the last moment ill-he squeezed models with some pure anger he had taken and not yet ignited.

- What models asked.

-Those who we hired to test a note, I would like model for a famous television producer. He will teach the production capacity of the magazine and thus unite to give class would get. Like there is in your program-Takato nodded, letting him know that he understood everything so far.

But ... What will now Mazawa-sama?

That's our business, rather mine because I am aware that if we fail this. Not only executive who gave the idea to bear everything, and especially "Mazawa" will remain suspended in the air. The producer will have class, but in your program shows a rather sharp tongue ...

- Well? ... At that moment, when Hamada had returned to driving after a green light, Mazawa again stretching his hand towards Takato and did what he had once repressed, with a light touch caress her cheek.

-Not a lot to get us-he said, brushing his hand, Takato's cheeks lit up considerably from a notorious red and looked away toward window.- You and I will be the replacements last moment ... then confessed.

- What the -? Few times, the blonde held her gaze with his boss. In an act of sudden strength of character. Hatreds really could not believe what they had heard.

-What you heard. But it will only be to show the photos and note test. He then surely we evaluate praised for the wonderful job you have that magazine, since the leader of "Mazawa" decided to join him to make his first steps outside the country and the world as much as we love her. Vera that class is what takes to succeed ... His secretary pursed his lips, controlled himself and returning to deflect slightly calmer look.

- that aired only be asked.

-Yes.

Indeed, they not long later had reached the production of the magazine. While Hamada was to park the car, boss and secretary rushed to enter the low but large building.

However, as soon as the feet of Takato crossed the door had somehow been "kidnapped" by three girls and seeing that Mazawa was escorted away by three others, began to feel too nervous in a room that was a dressing room though his mind was trying to play him the trick, that at any time appear in drawers and false walls, instruments of torture.

Something I had never seen it happen in all that time he was sitting in a comfortable chair in front of three mirrors reflecting his sides and his forehead, fitting to mention that never in his life had been assisted in that way now, as pretty women and sympathetic.

And like Genda's brother and the groom's brother, prior to the party made by three generations of leaders "Mazawa." Night: he had obeyed all attention without flinching again a second or third time. More after a few minutes, one of them turned his chair toward him and looked at him, whispering among them what he claimed was not hearing but was doing.

He looks good ... You see? 'Said one.

-Mazawa-sama did not fool us when we commented-third responded to the first.

While the second, even more euphoric and giving touches to her hair, spoke to both:

-Chitón, seen nervous-and chuckled with the others. In fact every time I looked, could not tell if he was redder than them.

When he was given a change of clothes finally they told to be ready to come out and it was. The more whispers and glances accomplices of women who analyzed him as under a microscope.

His boss had appeared through another door to a completely white and silent place where he could see in front of a makeshift living and elegant red and black combination, an empty tripod.

- Preparations I ask the photographer to both, she took the camera and made them sit in beautiful black leather chair, shining behind was a green background?.

I think y-yes ... Takato said, Mazawa was on him and the arm rests on the chair as appropriate. I have a bad feeling, do not know why ... 'I did look at the camera and smile, the photographer was happy when Takato blushed.

Here you say.

Yes, please Mazawa-Sama, sit together and enjoy your arm behind Takato. It –I obeyed, something that was incredible to believe Takato.

The pictures continued what seemed an eternity last and because of his own carelessness, Mazawa planted a kiss that made him blush beyond the specified limits.

it was not expected, in front of the photographer and the three women who so exquisite and rarely attended and seemed to explode but not anger, when they recorded the moment in their retinas.

As it had not realized that the photographer captured the moment in a photo, after it was over, the day had foreshadowed usually normal as it used to be. But it was not until the next morning I found two surprises.

Opening the door of her apartment and look down was found with daily delivery of your newspaper and did not even remember if he had asked for that day, so it was very nice to go and claim. So he moved to go to work and decided to buy one on the way ...

Rarely interested in news and much less by hundreds of magazines of shows that were exposed, and that's when she saw him with a notorious terror. Those who were in the most important magazine today across the country.

The seller to admit he had not put a good face when he had to receive money for her and was almost ready to give it away to dismiss it quickly, Takato on the other hand and while crumpling in his hands had the goal of reaching the office of his boss as soon as possible.

His victim breakfasted sitting in his chair when he broke with the copy in his hand and his question was swift too, almost vomited from his mouth, between rage and the urge to turn around and show his attitude anger.

- That is it -? I declare choleric.

-A magazine.

- Do not take me for a fool!

You eh I only told the truth.

I rubbed his hundred, opened the magazine and began to read, without giving too many turns.

>> "Itachi Mazawa, leader of" Mazawa "forty years and until a few days ago committed to Chiba leader of the most expensive perfumes in the country" Chiba ... "

I note that I look but also looked so brave to stay focused on their food which was supposed Genda had brought.

>> "We all had understood that he enjoyed his bachelorhood, until the misrepresentations of Chiba him to the side of the committed men (like Mazawa Itachi) enclosed in the body of an older man ..."

Draw praise, he saw his boss seems more interesting to pay attention and continued.

>> "Being one of the most important Tokyo billionaires, no one could imagine that he really was a couple, but not with Chiba ..."

Mazawa smiled as if he were then to please his secret, and Takato frowned, showing his jaw clenched and after a sigh, resumed reading.

>> "Oh! of course not discriminate surprise him for his sexual orientation, you can appreciate the pictures that we took the day yesterday, with her partner ... "

I turn the page, eager to make him see that would not be saved and there was Takato with Mazawa.

>> ... A younger man, twenty, who is also his secretary and what he has told us, the best I ever had ... "

Took a deep breath, I could not stand, chest swelled as he could -UBOSHITA TAKATO- rant as much as their lungs endured the edge of an attack. 'The note ends by saying "A real beauty that has left embellished our makeup artists, costume designers and hairstylists who make up our staff in production ..." "Nothing clear that envy leader presumptuous" Fem Chiba "Chiba no worry -San pay for their brand ... "

True'm in beauty Why are you complaining about? He smiled. He hoped that cry out and saw things like him.

- As…!? I WILL deception, said the photos were not to lose the chance with this "famous producer" for the happy models sick and we ended up leaving it in the magazine, the whole country will know that you and I ...! -Rampage tearing her hair the magazine was able How ?! My parents, my teachers, who care through your company and Chiba ...!

-Chiba screamed hysterically and hopefully be launched to hell, never to see more loitering and blackmailing me to say that I, Mazawa Itachi prefers men and especially among them all ... you I called squalid without my permission ...

-But…

Today when I told you to get out of my office, was to wash his head with flattery and promises at will, without you interrupting. He was happy, thinking as always the best and immediately contact the producer of the magazine to take pictures. I had no way to make it go. No need to worry ... He rose from his chair around his desk and stood behind Takato.

But then ...

-The most important thing here is that they're quiet and without "Mazawa" can not do anything, some may become detached and seek other means to import, but anyway, there are more faithful She took his waist sticking to his body If your parents and teachers, friends and other relatives will appreciate, accept you with me to learn from this magazine do not you think?

-I-Itachi ... He felt his breath hitting his neck. You need to ... -to the whole country learned about it from a magazine?

'That's not important, what matters is that two days ago I said I would repeat and as a good person I am I gave a day of truce. -delineated the curve of her neck and placed a kiss there. Your go quiet until your apartment tonight, I'll tell Hamada happens for you, my bed awaits you ... He smiled and turning it was seized from his lips.