Tales From Dragon Inc.

Karmic Interview

Yuri tapped on his steering wheel, humming along to the classical music playing on his radio as he waited for the traffic light to change. A box of freshly baked donuts was sitting on the passenger seat next to him. There were enough donuts for everyone in the office to have one. He and his boyfriends all took turns bringing donuts in on Mondays, and today was his turn.

The roar of an engine could be heard getting louder and louder. Just as the traffic light changed, two motorcycles zipped past Yuri's car. The cabbage recognized them as Yugo and Yuya's motorcycles. The two of them appeared to be having a race. Actually, they probably were. The two of them did enjoy racing to work whenever Yuya rode his motorcycle. Yugo rode his to work pretty much every day, but Yuya sometimes got a ride in Yuto, Yuri, or Zarc's car. Normally he got a ride with Yuri on Mondays, but today Yuri had donuts on the passenger seat, and his smart car only had two seats. So Yuya had opted to ride his motorcycle to work today.

Yuri smiled serenely as he watched Yugo and Yuya zoom around a corner. Their enthusiasm was so cute! The cabbage-head had to force himself to think of the interviews he was going to be performing today in order to prevent himself from thinking of some very not-safe-for-work thoughts of his precious boyfriends. It would not do for him to arrive at work with a problem.

As he pulled into the parking lot of Dragon Inc. he noticed several things at once. First, Yuya and Yugo's motorcycles were both parked in Yugo's designated parking spot. That was normal, the two of them usually parked their bikes in the same spot since they were so much smaller than cars and didn't really need two separate spots. Second, and more importantly, there was a pickup truck parked in Yuri's designated parking spot. Yuya and Yugo were standing near the driver's door, talking to the driver. Yugo appeared to be getting frustrated.

Yuya noticed Yuri, and pointed at his car, seemingly telling the driver of the pickup truck that the parking spot was Yuri's. Whatever the driver's response was, it seemed to shock Yuya and Yugo. The looks of disbelief on their faces were identical. After a moment, the two of them shook their heads and went over to Yuri's car.

Yuri rolled down his window, "Let me guess, he's refusing to move?" Yuya nodded, and Yugo blew up. "He's so rude! He said he was there first and called you and us a lot of horrible things, things that we all agreed should never be said in front of Yuya. And then he said that he has an interview at Dragon Inc. in half an hour, and that if we touch his truck he'll complain to the hiring manager and have us all fired."

"Well, it's a good thing I'm the one doing the interviews today!" Yuri said. He got out of his car and walked over to the truck. "Hey! You in there! Move your truck! This is my designated parking spot!"

What came next was a barrage of insults, obscene swears, and threats from the driver. Yuri listened with an unamused look on his face. Eventually the driver seemed to tire himself out and got out of his truck, locking the door in the most obvious way possible. "You touch my truck and I'll get the Hiring Manager to fire you!" he snarled, before walking towards the Dragon Inc. building.

Yuri waited until the driver was inside the building, before pulling out his phone. He dialed Synchro Towing, the company that Dragon Inc. usually used to tow trespassing cars. This would teach that jerk a lesson. Then, he turned to Yuya and Yugo. "Mind letting Zarc know I'll be a bit late? I'm gonna have that guy's truck towed so I can park in my designated parking space."

"Of course!" Yuya said. He and Yugo went inside the building, and Yuri waited outside for the tow truck.

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Yuri sat in his office half an hour later, getting ready for the day's interviews. Dragon Inc. was a very large and fast-growing company, and often had new positions open up. New positions such as the opening in Sales that had until recently been filled by the thief that stole Yuya's lunch.