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I'm too lazy to make this into a coherant fic, so here, drabble series instead
Oshitari gave Taki a grin as he walked past Taki's desk. "How's the old boy feeling? Up to snuff?"
Taki smiled at Oshitari and lay down his nail file, his exquisitely manicured hand conveniently dropping to lay on top of Oshitari's. "Oh you know K, he's been in a huff since news came in this morning." Taki stroked the back of Oshitari's hand. "Yuushi, you never brought me those chocolates you promised me."
"Ah…" Oshitari fished in his coat and extracted a small box of Belgium chocolates, tastefully wrapped with a red bow. "I didn't? My, I thought I had." Yuushi gave Taki a winning smile, dangling the golden box in front of his face. "How terribly forgetful of me."
"Yuushi!" Taki grabbed the box and set it down on his desk before jumping to his feet and gripping Oshitari's trench coat's lapels…
"Ahem." K stood in his doorway, giving the two of them a displeased look. Munehiro, K's silent bodyguard, hovered behind K's shoulder. "Oshitari, if you don't mind please." Turning away from the two K left his office door open, obviously expecting Oshitari to be in immediately.
"Another time, Taki." Oshitari brushed Taki's hands off of his coat and followed K into his office, shutting the thick wooden door behind him. "Feeling a little snappy today, K?"
"Take off your coat, Oshitari, this could take awhile." Oshitari removed his trench coat and hung it on the coat rack by the door. K sat behind his mahogany desk, his elbows resting on either side of a stack of papers. One hand graced K's face, K's favorite stance when he was studying someone. "We have a problem."
"So I assumed." Oshitari took his time taking his seat, gracing the large leather arm chair in front of K's desk with a look before sitting on the edge of K's desk. "What is it this time, K?"
K sighed, picked up the top most piece of paper and handed it over. "Read that. It's a report from your old friend over at the CIA."
"Oooh? Something Syuusuke couldn't handle is it?" Oshitari skimmed the report. "It doesn't seem… hmm…"
"It's H.I.G.A." K frowned, flipped a manila folder shot and handed it to Oshitari. "You'll be working in tandem with the CIA on this, as well as meeting up with one of our agents in the field." K gifted Oshitari with a sardonic smile. "You'll like him. He's flexible."
Taki smiled at Oshitari and lay down his nail file, his exquisitely manicured hand conveniently dropping to lay on top of Oshitari's. "Oh you know K, he's been in a huff since news came in this morning." Taki stroked the back of Oshitari's hand. "Yuushi, you never brought me those chocolates you promised me."
"Ah…" Oshitari fished in his coat and extracted a small box of Belgium chocolates, tastefully wrapped with a red bow. "I didn't? My, I thought I had." Yuushi gave Taki a winning smile, dangling the golden box in front of his face. "How terribly forgetful of me."
"Yuushi!" Taki grabbed the box and set it down on his desk before jumping to his feet and gripping Oshitari's trench coat's lapels…
"Ahem." K stood in his doorway, giving the two of them a displeased look. Munehiro, K's silent bodyguard, hovered behind K's shoulder. "Oshitari, if you don't mind please." Turning away from the two K left his office door open, obviously expecting Oshitari to be in immediately.
"Another time, Taki." Oshitari brushed Taki's hands off of his coat and followed K into his office, shutting the thick wooden door behind him. "Feeling a little snappy today, K?"
"Take off your coat, Oshitari, this could take awhile." Oshitari removed his trench coat and hung it on the coat rack by the door. K sat behind his mahogany desk, his elbows resting on either side of a stack of papers. One hand graced K's face, K's favorite stance when he was studying someone. "We have a problem."
"So I assumed." Oshitari took his time taking his seat, gracing the large leather arm chair in front of K's desk with a look before sitting on the edge of K's desk. "What is it this time, K?"
K sighed, picked up the top most piece of paper and handed it over. "Read that. It's a report from your old friend over at the CIA."
"Oooh? Something Syuusuke couldn't handle is it?" Oshitari skimmed the report. "It doesn't seem… hmm…"
"It's H.I.G.A." K frowned, flipped a manila folder shot and handed it to Oshitari. "You'll be working in tandem with the CIA on this, as well as meeting up with one of our agents in the field." K gifted Oshitari with a sardonic smile. "You'll like him. He's flexible."