Like the old days

It had been one of those days Guren could do without. A lot of unnecessary paperwork that was just there to keep him busy. An assembly that was just taking place so that the Hiragis can make fun of him. Additionally there was a certain overeager young soldier that broke his nerves.

What was especially worse? It was all part of his everyday life, happening far too regularly. Guren almost hoped for a vampire attack, would it offer a distraction for a short amount of time. Unfortunately this wish endangered his subordinates at the same time, wherefore he quickly forgot about this thought.

Silently he brooded over the pointless documents inside his office. Simply signing them wasn't possible, was there a chance for mistakes in them and the Hiragis would use this carelessness against him immediately.

His bad mood he showed openly inside the safety of his office. Why wasting unnecessary energy on hiding it? The plainest advantage of it was that he had his peace. None of his team members dared to enter the room. No one planned on receiving Gurens wrath.

At least that's how it should be. A short shout of protest from Sayuri resounded before the door of the office was opened energetically. Gurens eyes glared annoyed at the intruder. "Ever heard of knocking?"

An amused laugh filled the room. Gurens mood got darker, if it was even possible.

Sayuri closed the door in precaution, to keep flying object from leaving the room. How high was the possibility for it? Experience showed pretty high.

"But Guren~" the nearly purred protest started, "I as you good friend don't have to condescend myself to knocking."

Gurens teeth grinded noticeably. His eyes wandered to his Katana which was leaning ready to hand at his desk. He would love to administer a new hair cut to the other. Unfortunately his position won't permit it.

"What do you want Shinya?" he growled instead, tapping the back side of his pen on the desk. Hopefully it will survive the conversation. Much too many pens fell victim to his bad mood over the last years.

Actually Guren should know after all those years that Shinya won't be intimidate by him. His grin just got wider. "Always such hurtful accusations hit me when I'm visiting you Guren. Why do I need a reason? Ever thought of it that I just want to lead a friendly chat?"

With few steps Shinya had crossed the room and dropped down unto the always prepared chair for visitors. While waiting for the still due answer of Guren he inspected his perfectly manicured fingernails. Why Guren knew that they were perfect? Because everything in regards to Shinya was perfect. From his posture to his uniform. Among the Hiragis he didn't have another choice. A constant fight for approval, had he lost his original place in the family as Mahirus fiancée a long time ago. The only reason for him to continue being part of the family was his strength and that he as one of few could control Guren at least halfway.

However the last point was often doubted by Guren. After all Shinya constantly tried to get on his nerves and more likely to be the reason for his outburst than restraining them.

Annoyed Guren shook his head. "You are never coming for a friendly chat. Why should it be different today?" As a precaution Guren put aside his pen, followed by the documents he was working on. He planned to evade damage that would just produce more workload for him.

"Because I just came back from a mission and I officially have the rest of the day off", Shinya happily explained and he nearly jumped up and down in his chair. For Guren it was inconceivable how someone can still radiate that much energy after a mission. He himself was always looking forward to the quiet and safety of his bed.