Hey guys! Lead here. So this is a revised chapter one of Worth It. I hope that I could update weekly, despite of all work, but I will try my best to update regularly. Please rate and review! Tell me if you liked this version of ch 1.

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"All 2:30PM flights from Boston to Tokyo, please proceed to the boarding section. I repeat, all flights from Boston to Tokyo, please proceed to the boarding section."

I tucked in my earphones on my ear and bobbed my head to the music while making my way to the boarding section. After three long years, I was finally going home. I was born and raised in Japan, but because I was so eager to piss my grandmother off by pursuing a dream that she thought was "unladylike", I stayed in America to study music, specifically, to know and master the art of drumming.

Wearing my favorite long sleeved sweater with the saying, "I play my own beat" and my dark skinny jeans, no one would have guessed that I was a daughter of a wealthy and known family in Japan. My dad was indulged in business related to department stores. He manages the MH stores, MH stands for our family name, Masahiko. My mom, on the other hand, is a brilliant fashion designer who produces clothes that are known to be of high quality. Her boutique is called, MK, which was inspired after my initials, Masahiko Kairi. She also has a spot on dad's department store, and it's obvious that my dad allots 30% of his department store for Mom's clothes and the other brands will have to fight for the remaining space.

The flight back home was uneventful. I turned my music up and ignored the rest of the world. That's what music does to me. It makes me forget everything and just simply enjoy the pleasure in my ears. I slept all throughout the ride and I was woken up by the flight stewardess when it was time to land.

When I finally arrived at the airport, I tried to search for the presence of my mom or my dad. It was easy to find my dad, just listen for a sound of wailing, whining and excessive drama. However, I didn't hear any of it, but I heard a voice that I missed for three years.

"Kairi-sama, over here," our butler, Tanaka-san called.

I spun around and saw a man in black coat, holding a sign that displays my name. Tanaka-san was in our family ever since I was a baby. He acted as my parent, mentor and a shoulder to cry on. Tanaka-san was in his late fifties but the way he moves and speaks, it's as if he has stopped aging when he was thirty.

"I missed you so much. How have you been?" I asked him.

"Very well, my lady. Though I did miss your constant screaming that you said was 'singing' every morning to start the day," he smiled.

"Hey!" I playfully punched his arm. "Well, at least it always wakes everyone up."

He chuckled at my words and opened the door of our car. I stepped inside and pressed the side of my head to the window.

"Tanaka-san," I said. "Why didn't Mom and Dad fetch me from the airport? Not that I didn't want you to fetch me, but after all the fuss my dad threw when he heard I was coming back home, I expected that he would be there, holding an abnormally and embarrassing sign board with my name on it."

Tanaka-san sighed. "Tachi-sama and Satoko-sama had an urgent meeting this late afternoon, that's why they are unable to meet you."

"It's okay," I looked outside the window. "I'm guessing that the business is going well that's why they're busy."

I told Tanaka-san about my music school back in America and he was pleased that I was able to follow my dream. When Grandmother was opposed to my music studies, Mom, Dad and Tanaka-san defended me and said that I should do whatever makes me happy. They would never force me to do something that I didn't want to do, that's why I am very thankful to have them as my parents and butler.

I almost didn't notice that we were already in front of our house when Tanaka-san opened the door. I smiled at him while he nodded and opened the trunk to get my luggage. I looked at the castle-like building in front of me. It was a four-storey building, painted with white and a sparkle of gold. Home, I thought. I happily walked towards the door and opened it with a smile. And then the smile turned into a gasp of surprise.

Standing before my eyes were Mom who was smiling excitedly at me and Dad who was crying a fountain. The maids in our house were also standing in a line behind my parents, holding a banner made from fabric that says, "Welcome home, our dear daughter!"

"Kairi, I've missed you, my dear," Mom stepped forward and put her arms around me. I hugged her back, getting teary-eyed from this unexpected event and the feeling of my mom's hug spreading a warm feeling to my heart.

Home.

"Kairi, oh my dear daughter I missed you!" Dad lifted me up and spun me around. I laughed at his action and told him to put me down. When he did, he hugged me tightly that I couldn't breathe.

"I missed you too," I said. "Tanaka-san told me that you were on an urgent meeting."

"Well, we lied," Dad childishly stuck his tongue out.

"Tachi-sama and Satoko-sama asked me to fetch you so they would have time to prepare your welcoming party. I must say, I did a pretty good job at acting," I looked at Tanaka-san, his eyes twinkling.

"You simply must have an Oscar!" I chuckled. "Well, let's get this party started!"

After a few hours of partying, talking and eating tons of cake, they finally let me go and have a rest. I went upstairs and opened the room to my right. I looked around inside and smiled, nothing has changed. There were still posters of my favorite bands and anime, my picture with my former best friend and cousin, my bed was still full of stuffed animals and my drum set, still in one piece.

When I went to bed, there was one thing I haven't noticed that was different. It was that yellow dress hanged outside my cabinet, the dress that would soon cause me my headaches.