Naito One Shot Collection

Avowal

Featuring: Naito/FC

Word Count: 704

Warnings: language, arguing

"I think it's time for you to fuck off."

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Naito watched her flitting about the room with a frown. Now he wasn't the best with names or faces, but he was willing to swear on...well on something important; that he had fucked her before. And that she had been fired before. As she bent down, her shapely rear on full display for his wandering eyes as she dug in a filing cabinet his suspicions were confirmed. Faces and names may give him trouble, but he never forgot an ass.

Naito continued watching her, wondering how she had managed to get hired by New Japan again after her disastrous stint as his stable's assistant. As something Sanada had mentioned months ago pushed to the forefront of his mind Naito frowned. Sanada had come by the corporate offices and stumbled across one of their supposedly fired former assistants working in the typing pool.

Anger began to surge through his veins as he wondered just how many of their cast offs New Japan was hiding in the corporate offices. He didn't like being played for a fool and that exactly how he felt as he realized New Japan was playing him and his brothers behind their backs. Pretending to fire girls only to have them working a better job in the cushy corporate offices.

His inner rhetoric was interrupted by the receptionist calling him back to the meeting. With a final glance in her direction, tossing a smirk her way as she had turned at the sound of his name being called, Naito disappeared into the hallway.

The entire duration of the meeting Naito stewed, his fingers drumming on the conference room table earning baleful looks from the executives surrounding the table.

"That's enough!" One of them finally shouted as the rapping of Naito's fingers were drowning out his presentation. "I think it's time for you to actually pay attention."

"I think it's time for you to fuck off." Naito spat taking satisfaction in the shocked gasps that filled the room. He wasn't usually so vocally disrespectful to the big wigs in the company, leaving them to run things so long as they stayed out of his way.

"Excuse me?" The man asked shrilly. "How dare you?"

"How dare I?" Naito spat lurching out of his seat and slamming his palms down on the table with a resounding smack. "How dare you?"

With an accusing finger he pointed out towards the lobby.

"Did you think I wouldn't recognize her?" Naito asked angrily. "Did you think you could just hide her away in the offices and we would never find out you had fucked us over?"

He glared at every person in the room, taking great enjoyment as their pallor's faded and they looked shell shocked to get called out.

"I should've taken stock of what Sanada had said about his last visit here, but I assumed the problem would have corrected itself after he left his little present tied down to your desk." Naito smirked at one of the men whose face turned white as a sheet save for the red flush to his cheeks.

"Instead I show up and find another one. How many of our former assistants do you have lurking around here?" Naito sneered.

"Personnel matters are really none of your concern." The female sitting across from him spoke up. "We have to keep some of these women retained so we don't get sued since you and your partners can't seem to keep your dicks in your pants for five minutes."

"We don't do anything to them that they don't want." Naito countered with a glare. "It's not our fault they don't know how to say no." He looked around the room with disapproval and shook his head. "You turned your back on LIJ, and now we're going to turn our backs on you."

Naito turned his back and headed for the door. He was over this meeting and these two-faced liars. They thought LIJ were difficult to deal with when they were being relatively cooperative? They hadn't seen nothing yet. As far as he was concerned open season had just been declared.