Heck… Konatsu lightly cursed in his mind, his eyes drifting at the pile stored in front of him. He wondered when he'll get a day-off. Major Hyuuga was so care free that all work always end up on top of his table.
He sighed, he even promised to meet up with Shiori this afternoon, but it looks like he'll cancel their planned meeting. He grunted, reaching for a pen and started working again.
Being the hard working man that he is, he will never leave his post til everything is finished and well taken care of. It just justifies the reason why his mentor always dumps the work to him.
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Shiori fumbled with her pen, graciously writing something on the first paper of her paper works. Major Urwin is a literary Major. He doesn't loop himself with guys that prioritize physical missions. For him, paper works are more of a therapy than fighting, only to get himself killed.
His new Begleiter would be safe in his hands just as he had promised to her father. But it doesn't seem like she wanted her carefree life. Yes, she had been protected for the range ofsixteen years. She had never thought of that as harm.
Yet sometimes, she can't shake off the feeling that it was only a false sense of security. Everything from her hidden bodyguards to the sword hanging from her waist, they all feelfabricated.
She sucked a deep breath then glanced at the Major's direction. Urwin was studying something, his eyeglasses glimmered. This immediately caught her attention that she stepped forward checking the same thing.
He didn't seem to mind since he didn't ask her to leave him be. The gem that he was studying glimmered as it illuminated her eyes.
"What is that, Major?" she asked, not bearing to hold onto her curiosity any longer.
"Uh… this, it's nothing," he replied, a broad smile adorning his amiable features. "It's a heirloom"
"A heirloom? From whom?" she asked again. His answer fueled the fire of curiosity in her.
"From my fiancée…" he replied, looking away and raising his eye glasses. She didn't miss the tint of red that filled his cheeks, though.
"Fiancee? You're getting married?"
He smiled, still looking away. "Yeah, after I see to it that you already have a nice place in the Military then I can settle and marry her."
"That's nice."
"You might have had that opportunity to," this time, he looked at her. Sharp, grey eyes bore into light green ones, purposely catching its attention. "Your father did arrange something for you…"
She sighed, "Yeah, I know, Major… But don't you think that I'm too young to think about this stuff? I'm still sixteen."
He laughed mirthfully, shaking his head at the young woman's ignorance. "Yes, you are. How about me? I'm eighteen and I'm already engaged."
"But you're not yet married, major."
"I know that, but she understands the situation and that's what I love about her."
She grinned, amused by the show of telltale love in the Major's face. Being around him, sometimes make you feel at home. She never felt that when she's around her father. It felt wrong thinking about it but that's what she feels right now.
Sometimes…she feels like she was born in the wrong place and at the wrong time.
Urwin brought the heirloom back to its case, laying it inside gently as if it was a fragile gem. Well, it was indeed fragile. Despite its materialistic components it is still something that holds a great amount of history on it.
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FanfictionDISCONTINUED He killed her, that was supposed to make him feel happy and proud. For someone who wants to achieve something and impress the people who throw him away like trash- it was a sign of pride. But it didn't end up that way. It looks more lik...
