A gift for katmillia
A treat for: katmillia
Cooked up by: A Friendly Chef
Title: A Day in Their (Boring) Lives, Or What Would Happen If These Guys Worked in an Office
Characters/Groups: Arashi. Some KAT-TUN, Ryo and Yamapi
Genre: Comedy, AU, Slice of Life
Rating: PG13
Warnings: Probably a misunderstanding of how a paper trading company works. Fail comedy.
Author's Notes: To katmillia I tried to incorporate as much of what you asked as I could. I hope you like this dumb little thing. ♥
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Jun ran up the stairs as fast as he could. It'd been a horrible morning--overslept, didn't have time for coffee, train got delayed, elevator died. He just wanted to finish his job as fast as he could and go home, even if he knew that he probably wouldn't be able to go home before 5.
He heard his phone beep, a sign that he had received a new email. One that he knew he wouldn't want to read. He flipped his phone open anyway.
To: Matsumoto Jun (matsumoto.j@papertrade.co.jp)
From: Ninomiya Kazunari (ninomiya.k@papertrade.co.jp)
Someone's late for the meeting! >D
Sho's looking really constipated right now!
You're gonna get an earful. XD
Jun groaned as he stuffed his phone back in his pants pocket. Nino was another division's manager, so Jun wasn't even sure why Nino would feel the need to contact him about a meeting he knew about. But of course, Nino would do it just to taunt him.
Jun sighed as he pushed open the door to his floor.
The elevator dinged--a sign that it had just come back to life. He took deep breaths and tried to ignore the throbbing in his temples as he stomped towards the conference room.
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Sho glared (or look constipated, in Nino's opinion) at the members in the conference room. So far, only six other people were in the room: his secretary, Ueda; the frazzled-looking human resource head, MatsuJun; MatsuJun's equally stressed assistant, Kamenashi; the stingy head of finance, Nino; the equally stingy assistant head, Tanaka; and the design head, Riida (he's real name's Ohno, but no one really calls him that). Although Sho might as well not count in Riida, since he was drooling all over a copy of Sho's report.
It wasn't like Sho really wanted to do a presentation first thing in the morning, but it was the only available time. It wasn't really required of him to present his team's latest market research to the other departments either, but he knew that if the other departments didn't know what was going on in the market, the company couldn't even hope to remain competitive.
As he tried to rub the throbbing away from his temples, the conference room door slammed open. Six heads turned to watch Aiba, the materials research head, pant by the doorway.
Aiba straightened up and grinned at them. "I'm really sorry! There was some trouble in the lab! What did I miss?"
Sho slapped his forehead in time to miss seeing Aiba's long-suffering assistant, Nakamaru, crash into Aiba from behind.
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Ryo sighed at his computer as he put down the telephone. It wasn't his fault the company president, Nakai, chose to sleep in instead of attending another of Sakurai's boring meetings. He was just the secretary, for crying out loud!
He perked up when he saw the email from his best friend from downstairs.
To: Nishikido Ryo (nishikido.r@papertrade.co.jp)
From: Yamashita Tomohisa (yamashita.t@papertrade.co.jp)
Yo! Up for drinking tonight? :D
There's this nice girl from our department I want to introduce to you!
He frowned at his monitor. Yamapi usually didn't email him on his computer when he was asking him out for drinks. His eyes narrowed in suspicion as he replied using his phone.
To: Yamapi (yamapiiiiiink@softbank.co.jp)
From: Me (smallissexy@docomo.co.jp)
I'm taking your word for it! :D
Later at the usual?
A few minutes later, he jumped as he felt his phone vibrate. He quickly read the reply.
To: Me (smallissexy@docomo.co.jp)
From: Yamapi (yamapiiiiiink@softbank.co.jp)
Wat r u tlking abt?
Ryo rolled his eyes, scrolled through his contacts, and pressed "call". "JIN, WILL YOU STOP USING PI'S PC!"
He heard Jin sniggering from the other end. "It's not my fault he's sleeping on the job! He should be thankful, since he woke up just in time. Sakurai looked like he was ready to kill."
Ryo wasn't sure if he wanted Jin back in the office. Life was certainly quieter without Jin and the president bouncing around and making a complete ruckus in the office. Still, it was his responsibility to know. "What the hell are you doing there anyway?" he asked. Certainly not work, he added in his head, since Jin's boss was currently enjoying extra hours of sleep.
He could hear the grin in Jin's voice. "Bugging Pi."
Ryo rolled his eyes and hung up.
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There was a new sheet of paper in Jun's inbox.
He grabbed it, scanned through it, rolled his eyes, and threw the paper in the trashbin. It was another complaint about Akanishi.
Seriously, Akanishi's random antics were none of his concern. He did his work well, despite his penchant to annoying everyone around him.
When he looked up to see Kamenashi, he imagined how pissed off Kame would be, having to deal with this. He grinned as he called his assistant over--Akanishi wasn't his concern, but he could be Kamenashi's.
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A ding signaled that Nino had just received a new message. He felt the blood drain from his face as he read through the email. Koki, noticing the strange expression on his superior's face, leaned over Nino's shoulder to see.
To: Ninomiya Kazunari (ninomiya.k@papertrade.co.jp)
From: Aiba Masaki (aiba.m@papertrade.co.jp)
I'M SO SORRY! (´Д')/
I think we just spent an additional ¥20,000!
I totally didn't know that Nakamaru-kun didn't know!
I'm really sorry m(_)m
PS: Please don’t tell Nino. Or Jun. Or Sho-chan.
OTZ
Koki physically restrained Nino as his boss tried to get up his chair; he didn’t want the company to lose its head researcher.
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Riida's head snapped up as he heard something dying--wait, was that Nino wailing from the room next door?
He rubbed his eyes and forced them open. When he saw his assistant, Junno, laughing at him, he looked at Junno quizzically. He absently pulled the piece of paper that was stuck to his cheek and read the contents.
He sighed heavily before turning towards his computer. A couple dozen alert boxes were blinking angrily at him, all of them telling him to hurry up and press OK in what Riida imagined to be MatsuJun’s voice. He did so, and was greeted by a dozen emails all sent by Sho. He read through the increasingly hysterical emails impassively, obviously used to Sho's tendency to worry too much. The last one caught his attention:
To: Ohno Satoshi (ohno.s@papertrade.co.jp)
From: Sakurai Sho (sakurai.s@papertrade.co.jp)
I hope that by the time you read this,
you're already done with the designs.
I'm serious when I said I needed that today...
No, I need it now.
Please wake up?
Riida sighed. If Sho stopped using exclamation points, emoticons and capital letters, that would mean that Sho was ready to jump off the roof (or maybe ask for that vacation he'd been meaning to go on for years).
He motioned Taguchi to come closer and handed him a small pile of papers, the one at the top still slightly damp from his nap. Taguchi took them, careful not to touch the wet spots, and went off to Sho's office with a giggle.
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Sho sagged in relief when he saw Taguchi entering his office with what he hoped to be sketches.
He was curious, though, as to why Taguchi was snickering as he left the office. Sho shrugged it off as he started to scan through the contents.
Once he passed the ones they would be deliberating on at the next meeting, he opened his inbox and was surprised to see an email from Riida.
To: Sakurai Sho (sakurai.s@papertrade.co.jp)
From: Ohno Satoshi (ohno.s@papertrade.co.jp)
Hey!
Um, you might want to be careful with the sketches.
I think I drooled on some of them.
He suppressed a shudder as he strode towards the nearest bathroom as quickly as he could. He didn't even notice one of his assistants sleeping on the job again.
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Ueda looked up to watch Sakurai rush towards the bathroom and snorted.
He was lucky Taguchi considered him a friend. He'd known it would be better if he didn't touch whatever it was Taguchi was holding.
He jumped about a foot into the air when someone blew into his ear.
"AKANISHI!" Ueda turned to glare at Jin.
Jin grinned in reply. Ueda shook his head.
"Don't you have work to do?"
Jin shrugged. "Done with all of this week's work. Seriously, I might consider finding a more challenging job. My job gets boring after a while."
Ueda had no idea how being the assistant to the company president could be boring. He rolled his eyes and motioned Jin towards Yamapi again.
Better the sleeping Yamapi than him, he thought with a smirk.
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Nakamaru burst into Nino's office, his hair in complete disarray and his lab coat slightly singed. He looked around and approached Koki as fast as he could without running.
He whispered something in Koki's ear and Koki visibly paled. Then they both rushed out of the office.
Nino didn't even want to know what Aiba had managed to do this time.
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"Ah! Tanaka-kun!" Aiba looked up from what Koki assumed to be a small explosion on the laboratory table and waved at him.
"You do know that MatsuJun and Sakurai-kun will be so angry when they find out, right?" Nakamaru wrung his hands nervously.
Aiba waved him off with a grin. "Oh, don't worry about it too much. Tanaka-kun will cover for us, right?"
Koki looked at him quizzically. "What do you mean?"
"You did receive my email, right?"
Koki shook his head. "If you're talking about the email about costing us another ¥20,000, then you sent it to Ninomiya-san."
Aiba grin fell. "Oh crap."
Koki nodded. "Oh crap indeed."
Nakamaru's knees gave out and he fell into a conveniently placed chair beside the table. Their department was so fucked.
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Sho felt a headache coming up. "Aiba-chan, how many times do I have to tell you, the laboratory isn't for you to experiment on anything you want!"
Nino glared from his place in front of Sho's table. "Do you have any idea how much that cost? Certainly more than twenty-fucking-thousand!"
"But-"
"No buts." MatsuJun glared.
"I swear, I was working normally!" Aiba cried, his eyes watering up, giving the rest his most pitiful kicked-puppy look.
Sho felt his resolve crumbling. He could never fight against that look. He sighed. "What happened?"
"I was just following procedure like usual, and the objectives did say something about the new trial chemical we were gonna use, but Nakamaru and I got them all mixed up somehow! Something probably reacted to something else's residue in the beaker!"
Silence. Then...
"Were you eating in the lab again?" Riida absently said. Strictly speaking he wasn't really supposed to be there, but he joined in case he had to calm someone (like Sho or MatsuJun) down.
Aiba was grateful for his presence, since Riida reminded him of something crucial. "I think Nakamaru-kun might have accidentally given me the beaker I use for food," he said slowly.
Sho and MatsuJun sighed. Aiba, for all his genius, was hopeless, but infinitely worth more than the damn table, and Nakamaru was probably worth just as much as Aiba.
Nino stood up and started muttering to himself about how he was gonna cover this up as he left Sho's office. They'd have to clean up the research department's mess. Again.
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Jun stretched his arms high as he surveyed the nearly empty room.
Kamenashi was almost done cleaning up and organizing the mess of papers the others had left on their largest table while they thought of excuses for the damned ruined table. Kame's movements were jerky, telling Jun that Kamenashi's day had probably involved getting Akanishi out of his usual trouble, just as his involved cleaning up after Aiba.
The clock read 8:45pm. Three and three-quarters hours past the time his work was supposed to end.
Oh well.
He leaned back and watched Kame do the same. They grinned at each other before they turned to the wall clock and waited for 9:00pm to come.
Another fifteen minutes would mean another hour's worth of overtime pay, after all.