Maid in Akihabara

Beta's by Blairwitch

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“Ow!” Iruka whined as he was shoved into the backseat of Kakashi's car. “Why don't you be a little bit more forceful, I think my uniform is still intact!”



Kakashi paid no attention to the distressed maid. He had already wasted enough time messing with that asshole in the cafe, he didn't feel like wasting anymore dealing with Iruka's bickering. The dark haired male watched as Kakashi got into the driver seat and started the car, his entire body then lunge forward as the vehicle suddenly took off at a rapid speed. 'Luckily' for him his face slammed into the passenger seat in front of him, stopping the brunet from flying through the glass window.



“What the hell is wrong with you?” Iruka screamed as he checked his nose for bleeding.



“We're in a rush.” Kakashi stated in his usually nonchalant manner. He then grabbed a suit lying in the seat beside him and threw it back at Iruka.



“What this?” The younger male asked as he pulled the suit off his head.



“That is the uniform you will be wearing when you’re working with me.” said the older male. “Dressing in maid outfits and other colorful costumes may be appropriate from where you come from but if you want to be taken seriously in the real world a nice classic suit is the way to go.”



Iruka examine the suit closely. It was a dark brown color and had golden cuffs already attach to the sleeves of the jacket. Iruka took a look at the tag inside shirt and saw English letters on it. He had only manage to get a C+ in his English class, but he could see that the letters spelled Valentino, which was either a foreign person or company that he clearly did not know. It was obliviously a very expensive suit but...



“It's so bland.” Iruka finally remarked.



“But professional” said Kakashi, “Now hurry up and change, we're about to make it to our destination.”



Iruka looked at the suit again before sighing. He really didn't want to wear the plain article of clothing but he guessed he had no choice in the matter.



Iruka carefully began to undress, not at all aware that the silver haired businessman was staring at him through the rear a view mirror. Of course it wasn't like Kakashi was staring for perverted interest because that definitely wasn't the case. He was just making sure that the maid was following his orders. However, for a moment he accidentally lost control of the car after seeing Iruka buttoning up the brown pants over a pair of white frilly panties.



“Can you stop driving like a madman for one second.” Iruka yelled after feeling the car took an unnecessary swerve. “It's already hard enough putting clothes on in a moving vehicle and you driving like a devil on speed only makes it more difficult.”



“Sorry.” Kakashi apologize as he rolled down the window, hoping that the cool air hitting his face will get rid of the blush he was now sporting.



Chapter 5: All work and no play

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The car made a screeching halt and Kakashi turned off the engine. Iruka looked outside the window to see where they were. He saw that they had parked in front of a big building that look similar to Kakashi's company, only a few stories short.. There were no guards waiting at the entrance just a revolving door that seem to not only allow working businessman and woman to enter but visiting family members as well.



Kakashi got out of the car and Iruka took that as a sign for him to get out as well. He opened the door and stepped out on the sidewalk only to feel the suit he was wearing slide halfway off his body.



“You're practically swimming in that outfit.” said Kakashi with an amused smirk on his face.



“Well it's not my fault you brought it in such a big size.” Iruka argued as he adjusted his jacket and pants.



“This is the smallest size they had in the store. I knew you had a womanly figure but not to the point you couldn't fit into a regular suit. Maybe I should have looked for something in the woman's department.”



Iruka's face went red.



“Look, I agreed to work for you, not for you to insult me whenever you see fit.”



“Let me let you on a little secret.” Kakashi whispered into the maid's ear, causing Iruka's face to turn even a darker shade of red. “Insults comes with the job.” He then blew into the other man's ear before backing away, avoiding the male's attempt at hitting him.



“You're such an asshole.” Iruka huffed



“Yes, I am.” The businessman agreed. “Now enough playing. We should have been inside half an hour ago.”



Iruka was still upset but followed the man inside the building nonetheless. After walking through the door, Iruka quickly realized there was a huge difference besides height between Kakashi's company and this one. The building was warm and bright, instantly giving off a friendly atmosphere. The employees had smiles on their faces rather than the cold looks you got from the people working in Kakashi's building. It was definitely less intimidating than what he had experience at the other male's business and while he still felt out of place, at least he felt welcomed.



“Hello, I'm Mr. Hatake and I have an appointment to see Mr. Sarutobi.” Kakashi said to the secretary standing at the front desk.



“Mr. Hatake? Oh, yes he's been expecting you. Please take one of the elevators to the top floor.” said the secretary as she directed the two males towards the company’s elevators. “I'll let him know that you’re here.”



Kakashi entered the elevator and Iruka quickly followed. It was only when the door shut that the dark haired male realized he didn't know what he was suppose to do. Kakashi hadn't told him what exactly he had needed him for, but it must have been something important considering the way the he had acted back at the cafe.



“Kakashi, what is it that you want me to do here, exactly?”



“You'll find out when the moment comes.” Kakashi said as he looked at his watch, only to frowned after seeing what time it was.



“But what if it’s something I can't do well?” Iruka said as he thought about the possibly of the job requiring him to type. Which he definitely hoped not considering he could only type 20 words a minute. Apparently one of the slowest typing ratings you could get according to his last teacher.



“Don't worry. I'm sure even you can do this.”



Iruka was going to ask the man what he meant by that statement, pretty sure that it was just another insult, but before he could the elevator door open reviling a old man and a young boy standing patiently in a hallway.



“Ah, Mr. Sarutobi how kind of you to meet me at the elevator.” Kakashi said before stepping out to shake hands with the elderly man.



“Mr. Hatake, I was almost worried that you decided not to show up.” The old man said with gently smile on his face.



“Sorry, ran into a few problems on my way here.” The silver haired businessman remarked while laughing.



Iruka looked at Kakashi in awe. This was the first time he had seen the man be so...friendly. It was obliviously an act, a scary act, and he wondered what was so important about the old man in front of him that made Kakashi put on such a facade.



Iruka examined the elder man closely. His face was full with wrinkles and there was a mole located on one of his cheeks. He held a cane in his hand which seem to be his only support at standing up straight. His hair was untamed and seemed as if it couldn't decided if it wanted to be gray or white. To Iruka, Mr. Sarutobi looked like a grandpa who had accidentally found his way into a business suit. He didn't have the powerful and professional look that Kakashi seem to possess.



The man then turned his attention to the boy standing by the old man. His dark hair was wrapped into a ponytail and he also was wearing a business suit though miniature in size. There was a deep frown on the boy's face clearly showing that he would rather be anywhere else than hanging around in some building with a bunch of guys who were probably twice his age, but then again what child wouldn't feel that way if stuck in the same situation.



“That's alright.” said Mr. Sarutobi “As long as you found someone to watch over my grandson while we have our meeting.”



Wait a minute! Iruka thought to himself as he suddenly realize what Kakashi wanted him to do, though he hoped desperately that he had guessed wrong. He hated looking after...



“Iruka I want you to look after Konohamaru while me and Mr. Sarutobi have a private discussion.” Kakashi said while following the old man into a room located at the end of the hallway. The silver haired man closed the door behind him leaving the maid and the boy alone.



Damn it! Iruka thought as he stared at the closed door in shock before turning to look at the young man, who still looked pretty unhappy.



“Uh...” Iruka said clearly not knowing what to say or do. Dealing with people under the age of 16 was definitely not his specialty. He had tried to babysit for a friend once and left the person's house with several bald spots on his head, apparently cutting doll hair wasn't fun enough.



“So, Konohamaru. You look pretty young to be in a business suit.”



“And you look pretty small to be in your suit.” The boy retorted.



This was definitely not going to be easy.



“So, how old are you?” Iruka asked ignoring the child's previous rude remark.



“10.”



“Wow, that usually the age where boys start taking interest in girls, so do you have any girlfriends yet.”



“Why you want to date me or something? Are you some kind of pedophile?” Konohamaru asked crudely.



“Wh-Wh-What! No!” Iruka exclaimed, not knowing where the boy had gotten the ideal he was hitting on him. “I was just asking a question.”



“Whoa, dude. Calm down I was only joking. No need for you to get your panties in a twist.”



Iruka blushed after Konohamaru mention the word panties. If the child only knew.



The young boy walked over to a sofa that was placed in the middle of the hallway and sat down. Iruka followed the boy's action, deciding he would feel like an idiot, well more of an idiot than he felt now, if he just stood there.



“So, Konohamaru.” Iruka said yet again trying to start another conversation, third time was the charm was the saying right. Though it didn't look that way seeing how the boy was already rolling his eyes in annoyance. “You’re the grandson of a wealthy businessman, I bet that's awesome.”



“No, it sucks.” The boy said angrily.



“What you don't like getting everything you want for Christmas.” Iruka said in sarcastic tone.



“I don't care about gifts.” Konohamaru said suddenly sounding very serious, “I get so many from so many people that it’s just annoying now.”



“Well, I'm sure the people giving you those gifts are just trying to show that they love you.”



“Yeah right,” The boy said harshly. “All their trying to do is suck up. If their nice to me, it makes them look good in the eyes of my grandfather. Which means they can get a promotion, money, or whatever they want from pops.”



“Oh?” Iruka said. He was really surprised how well the child understood the real action of the adults around him. Most kids would have taken the gifts without a second thought.



“What's even worse is the people who don't give me presents but just constantly remind me that I'm going one day own this big company, and I have to be successful, and they expect big thing from me, and it all so annoying.”



“Oh, I didn't realize it was so rough being the grandson of a business CEO.” Iruka said honestly. He thought that children who came from wealthy families were all about money and making it to the top. He didn't know they felt the pressures of society like any other human being.



“Do you have to deal with that with any of your parents?” Konohamaru suddenly asked.



“Unfortunately no. Both of my parents died years ago and I have no connection with any of my other family members.”



“I'm sorry. If had know I wouldn't have brought it up.” Konohamaru quickly apologized.



“That's okay. It doesn't bother me as it use too years ago.” Iruka said while smiling at the boy. He was actually happy that he was having a real conversation with the child even if it did involve having to deal with the unhappy topic of his parents. Maybe this wasn't going to be as hard as he had originally thought. He wonder how Kakashi was doing with the old man.

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“I'm sorry Kakashi,” said Mr. Sarutobi as he sat from behind his desk, “I agree that my company could expand and move to a new area but we just don't have the money for it.”



“Who says you don't?” Kakashi said not backing down, Mr. Sarutobi was a wealthy and well known businessman in Japan, if he could get the old man to become his client it would be the business deal of a lifetime. “You said you haven't the money, but I haven't yet named any prices.”



“I may be old but I'm no fool. Japan is a small island. We barely have enough room for landfills, wildlife, and houses. And the free space that is available can cost up to over one million yen, a price that I just can't afford.”



“But who says who have to use a place that is already vacant.”



“What are you getting at?” Mr. Sarutobi asked, curious at what the younger gentleman was hinting.



“What you say is true.” Kakashi agreed. “Purchasing empty land is quite expensive, but purchasing one that has already been in use is a lot cheaper.”



“Are you suggesting buying out small business just to make room for mines?” The old man asked sounding very displeased, “You know I'm not to fawn over the idea of a big company bullying a smaller one, this company started out as a small business you know.”



“Of course I do.” Kakashi said remember hearing the stories from fellow CEOs on how that great Sarutobi rose from just running a crappy shop on the bad side of town, to practically becoming one of the biggest business tycoons Japan has ever known.



“Buying out is such a crude word and something I don't plan on doing.” Kakashi said in a cool collected voice. “But I don't see a problem of helping a failing business out.”



“And where exactly do you plan on helping out these 'failing' businesses.” Mr. Sarutobi asked, obliviously doubting the truth in the young man's words.



A devious smiled appeared on Kakashi's face as he pulled out a piece of folded paper from his jacket's pocket. The man unfolded the paper on the old man desk, reviling a map of a town that had several red marks on it. On the top of the paper was the name 'Akihabara' printed out in big bold letters.”



“This is where I plan on doing my work.” said Kakashi, “I already bou- I mean purchase most of the shops in the area and the owners were very thankful for the money they received, not to mention the burden I lifted off of them from taking their shops. I plan on purchasing the entire area, and once I do I'll sell you a part of the land for you to build a new company on, of course all for a reasonable price I assure you.”



Mr. Sarutobi sighed deeply and laid back in his chair.



“I still don't know about this.” the old man finally said.



“That's good you don't have to make a decision now. I just wanted to put the ideal in your head.” Kakashi said finally backing off, “But when you do come to a decision. You know where to call me.”

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In the hallway Iruka and Konohamaru was still chatting away, they had move from talking about families to discussing the latest video game.



It was at that moment that Kakashi had walked out of Mr. Sarutobi's office alone and with a displeased look on his face.



“It's time for us to leave.” The man stated while calling up the elevator.



“Already?” Iruka questioned. He then looked at the boy next to him and grew sad. The two of them were actually getting to know each other in the short time they had spent together. He was actually beginning to like the child, when he wasn't acting like a brat, of course.



“Will you come back and visit me?” Konohamaru asked with a sad expression on his face. The boy looked like he was losing his best friend.



“Of course I will.” Iruka said though truthfully he doubt if he could keep the promise. He had only came to the company because of Kakashi and he didn't know if the man plan to come back or if he did would plan to take him along next time.



Iruka followed Kakashi into the elevator and waved goodbye to Konohamaru before the door closed.



“Well you two seemed like you were having a nice chat. Did you get along well with the boy?”



“At first things started out a little awkward, but end the end...yeah I guess you could say we got along.” Iruka said while smiling.



“Hmm, I'm surprise.” Kakashi said sounding actually impressed.



“Why? You didn't think I could handle it.”



“Yes,” Kakashi stated honestly causing Iruka to glare at him, “but I'm also surprise because Konohamaru usually doesn't like talking to people. Even at school the teachers says he doesn't have any friends.”



“Really?” said Iruka, now he feeling even worse about lying to Konohamaru when promising to visit him again. “So, how did your meeting go with the old man?”



“I wasn't able to seal the deal today like I wanted, but hopefully he'll call me back.” Kakashi said while sighing, “Anyway, how about I award you for doing such a good job.”



“Award? What am I, some kind of dog?” Iruka asked angrily.



“How about I take you out to eat.”



At the promise of food, Iruka stomach suddenly growled causing the maid to blush in embarrassment.



“I take that as you agreeing to my offer.” Kakashi said with a smirk on his handsome face.

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Iruka mouths hung wider than a fish out of water as he stared in awe at the restaurant Kakashi had taken him too. The place was big and had several beautiful chandeliers hanging from the ceiling. The floor was covered with a bright red carpet. There tables were covered in a white huge cloth, which had lit candles, wine glasses, and a vase full of roses on top of it. The place was definitely different from the ramen and soba restaurants, Iruka usually ate at.



“Table for 2.” Kakashi said to one of the waiters.



The man sat the two male at a table next to a window where they could see the lovely nightlife of Tokyo city. The waiter than handed the Iruka and Kakashi their menus before leaving. Iruka opened the menu and frown after seeing the whole thing was written in English, he then looked at Kakashi who had set his menu down, apparently had already decided on his order.



“Could we have just eaten at a regular restaurant?” Iruka complained as he tried to decipher the writing on his menu. “I would have at least like to have gone to a place where I'm able to read what I'm about eat.”



“This is what I consider a regular,” said Kakashi, “Beside I don't trust the food from non-western styled restaurants.”



“Yeah, I know what you mean. All that Japanese food, made by all those Japanese people, where do they think they are Japan.”



Kakashi gave Iruka an aggravated look causing the Iruka to smile in victory. The man had been an ass to him the entire day; he deserved to tease him just a little.



“Have you two decided on a meal, yet.” said the waiter once returning back.



“Yes, I would like to have a roast of lamb, with a balsamic reduction, and for to drink a Grande Siècle, would be just find.”



Iruka was slightly pissed at how eloquently Kakashi had order his meal. Not stumbling over any of the English words but pronouncing them with such grace that it almost seem as the male was saying poetry to the waiter rather than just ordering food.



“And you sir?” The waiter asked now directing his attention to Iruka.



“Uh...I'll just have a stack.” said Iruka. He wasn't really in the mood for eating one but it was the only word he could read from the menu.



“Um...sir. I think you mean steak.” The waiter corrected.



“Oh, yeah. That what I meant to say.” Iruka said while blushing in embarrassment. He then looked at Kakashi and frown after seeing the cocky smile on the man's face.



“Very well.” The waiter said as he took the two male's menu before leaving.



“So, I take it you got a C in your English class.” said Kakashi.



“A C+ thank you.” Iruka angrily corrected.



Kakashi chuckled. He liked getting the little maid all mad and flustered it amused him greatly and thought the red that would stain the other male's face was quite attractive.



“So why are you so fluent in English?” The maid asked.



“It a necessity for my line of work.” Kakashi replied. “Not only do I do business with Japanese companies but companies from overseas as well.”



“What exactly do you do at your job?” Iruka asked in curiosity.



“I transport companies to extensive areas and assemble their current building establishment.”



Kakashi saw the confused looked on Iruka's face and sighed.



“I move companies to new areas and also build their company in that new space.”



“Oh!” Iruka said finally understanding what the businessman had meant. “Well, do you enjoy doing that?”



“Why are suddenly interested in my job all of the sudden.” asked Kakashi. He wasn't used to people asking him so many questions about his job unless it was a news-reporter or something.



“I'm just having to try a decent conversation with you.” Iruka said truthfully, “We don't always have to be douche bags towards each other.”



“But being a douche bag is all I know.” Kakashi said jokily.



“Can you be serious?”



“Very well then. To answer your previous question. I don't know.”



“I said be serious.” Iruka said sounding frustrated. Was it so hard for this man not to be difficult just for once?



“I am being serious.” said the silver haired businessman, “I never chose this job. It chose me. I was suppose to run it after my father had passed away. It just feel like something I'm suppose to do, not something to be enjoyed or hated, however I guess the money that comes with it is quite enjoyable from time to time.”



“Yeah, I bet.”



“So, how about you.”



“What about me?” Iruka asked in confusion.



“Well, do you enjoy cross-dressing for those perverts back at that cafe you work at?”



“There not perverts.” Iruka quickly interjected. “And yes, I do enjoy working there.”



“Do you also enjoy working for that asshole, as well?”



“If you mean Mizuki than that would also be a yes...though.”



“Though what?” Kakashi asked not liking the uncomfortable look on the maid's face.



“Well, sometimes he doesn't know how to keep his hands to himself.” Iruka said while remembering all the times that Mizuki had groped him during his job. He sure the man didn't mean anything sexual about it at all; he was just...teasing him.



“You mean he sexual harasses you.” Kakashi said while getting very angry. He knew there was something about that owner he dislike despite his jackass personality.



“Not really, I'm mean yes, but only a little.” Iruka didn't know why he felt as if he had to explain this to the businesses man nor why Kakashi was getting so upset about the subject.



“There is no such thing as little when he comes to the matter of sexual harassment.” Kakashi said sounding very pissed.



“Look maybe what Mizuki does is wrong but it not that bad, I mean it's not like he tried to rape me or anything, besides I can handle myself.”



“That answers not good enough Iruka. If you keep on letting him touch you then he'll think it's okay and might try to do something else besides molesting you.”



“Look, I said it’s not that bad,” Iruka said now getting angry. The man was treating him like a child or some teenage girl who didn't know any better. The man had no right to lecture especially since he didn't know anything about him or the people he worked with.



“I know Mizuki better than you do. He would never try to do physical harm to me.”



“I hope your right.” Kakashi said ending the conversation, not because he wanted to but because the waiter was coming back with their meal and also he could tell that Iruka was getting quite upset about the subject.



“I'm know I'm right.” Iruka said with confidence, though for some reason something in his brain told that he wasn't exactly sure about that statement.

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OMG! What's this? An update? Yes, I know. I've been a very bad author, however I came back to finish my story. Hopefully you guys will forgive me and still leave me nice reviews. I hope to finish the next chapter by next Saturday.