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Body Heat - 3: Meetings & Promotions?


Sitting in my tiny cubicle I sit there stunned. Did Mr Gia really just tell me I am being transferred up into lifestyles. I can't get my mind focused on what he said. Me? Working in the Lifestyles department....That is only the biggest department in Shizen. That is where all the famous reporters work. To think I could be editing their works....That thought alone makes me grab the next article as I quickly start proofing it over.

I can't sit still in my desk as I work on the pile of unedited articles. My eyes keep glancing to the clock which is not helping at all. 12:23pm. My fingers start to drum on my desk in anticipation for 3:00pm. Does Lifestyles always bring proofing editors into their meetings....In the food department I have never once been in a meeting. I am kind of freaking out internally.

At 12:30pm I stand from my desk and stretch out my cramped sore muscles from sitting in my tiny cubicle. I grab my jacket and throw it, along with my yellow scarf back on as I go for my lunch break. Walking through the office I arrive at the elevator and push the going down button. After a couple minutes the elevator chimes and the door opens. I stand out of the way as others step off the elevator while I step inside. Making it to the main lobby of the office I brace myself for the cold winter air.

My body shivers as I step through the main doors. Glancing around at the local food shops, my eyes land on a tiny Ramen restaurant. They are never usually to busy, but man their ramen noodles are great. I walk to the curb of the sidewalk and wait for the traffic light to change. When it does I quickly cross the street avoiding the patches of slippery ice.

Reaching my hand out I grab the door handle to the Ramen shop. Just as I am about to pull it opened someone exits the shop pushing the door opened forcefully. I stumble backwards losing my balance. This would have been perfectly fine...except for the fact that my foot slips on a patch of ice, causing me to fall backwards right onto my ass.

I sit there completely mortified as my face burns red from my embarrassment. "Oh god!" I hear a male speak out. "I am so sorry! Let me help you up!" I raise my gaze slightly to see a hand held out before me. I accept his help and he pulls me up to my feet. "I really am sor...." He pauses mid sentence. "You're from Shizen!" I hear him chuckle. "I thought I recognized your dark purple hair."

I raise my gaze and find myself staring up into those dazzling green eyes again.

"Seems we keep bumping into one another..." He grins at me.

"So sorry." I bow my head even more humiliated then before.

"It's fine....you're not hurt are you?"

My face burns even redder. "No...." I shake my head. "I'm fine..."

He then steps out of my way. "Well I better let you go eat. Don't want to waste all your lunch break. Well, see ya later!" He winks at me then walks off.

I stare after this mysterious man. "Who the hell is he?" I whisper out. And why the hell would I see him later? Shaking my head from these thoughts I enter the Ramen shop and order my lunch.

Sitting back in my cramped cubicle I struggle to keep my mind focus on the job before me. I reach for the next article to edit when my eyes grow wide. The stack of papers is gone. I glance at my desk and realize that I managed to get them all done. I grab the papers and head towards Mr Gia's office. The door is shut so I knock lightly and he calls out for me to come in.

Entering I see him on the phone. He glances to me and holds a finger up. I nod my head and just stand there as he finishes his call.

"Urihara..." He speaks to me as he hangs the phone up.

"I finished the proof readings." I hold out the pile to him and he smiles.

"Ahh yes, I will truly miss having you on my team. But I know you want to move up in this business. It would be cruel for me to keep you here." He smiles at me. "You are one of the best proof editors I have seen who has worked for me in any department."

I eyes grow wide as I bow my head, "Thank you very much Sir..."

"I know you will do great up in Lifestyles....have you packed your desk?" I shake my head. "Go do that. You finished your work. So once your desk is emptied head straight up to Lifestyles. I will call them and let them know your coming a little earlier before the meeting starts."

"Thank you for everything Sir." I smile at him as I exit his office. I grab a box and start placing all my items inside. Then taking a deep breath I make my way to the elevator.

I keep glancing at the elevator buttons and I still can't get my mind off of the fact I am working in Lifestyles now as a proof editor. The doors chime and the doors open revealing the hectic 12th floor. I take a nervous gulp and step out of the elevator. To be honest I have never been higher then the 8th floor before.

"You must be Minoru Urihara." I turn to see a lady walk towards me.

"Yes, that is me." I smile at her.

I see a tinge of pink cross her features as I look at her.

"Let me show you to your office." She smiles.

"My....office?" I ask in confusion. She only beams at me with a smile on her face and I silently follow behind her.

"Well this is it..." She opens the door and I freeze.

"There must be some mistake...." I turn around to stare at her. "I am only just a proof editor...."

"Ah my dear boy!" A deep chuckle rings out as an arm drapes across my shoulders. "Proof editing? No no....we have no need for that up here...."

"Sir?" I look at him in utter confusion.

"Gia was supposed to explain...." He waves the lady off who takes one final look at me and blushes as she leaves. Ushering me inside the office I notice there are two desks. One already has someone's items spread across it. "This is your desk Urihara." I place the box down then turn to the man.

"So I am not here for Proof Editing?" I ask in a whisper.

"No....." He chuckles out again. "Welcome to the big leagues now kid." He slaps my back. "Welcome to the world of reporting!"

"Repor...REPORTING!" I blurt out.

"Gia said that is what you wished to do. Was he wrong?"

"Yes...I mean no! I mean yes that has always been my dream...." I stumble to find the correct words.

"Well now is your chance to live that dream. Your partner..." He motions to the other desk. "Well you will meet him at the meeting which....Oh! Will be starting in 15 minutes! I must get things ready!"

"Uhh Sir?" He stops to look at me. "My apologies but are you my new boss?"

He chuckles. "Guess I missed that part huh? Yes I am your boss now. The name is Ichiro Kida...I will send a secretary to show you to the meeting room in 10 minutes. I will let you settle in!"

I stand there in utter shock as I watch him leave the office...wait My Office.

I look at the desk then walk over to the window behind it. "Is this all even real?" I whisper out in utter disbelief. 

Fff..Fuu...Fuyuki Shido? >>

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