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Angel in Disguise
Chapter 1: Home
Kisaki Tsukino opened her sea green eyes and yawned whilst waking up from her sleep. The young woman was on a plane from Japan to London. It was an extremely long one way flight at 11 hours but at least she and her father were in First Class. The tired young woman checked the time on the screen at the front; it was 5:30am. She sat up whilst yawning and rubbing her eyes sleepily.
"Good morning sleepy head." She heard her father say and turned around to see him sitting in the seat behind her. Akira was a 50 year old man had dark grey neat hair, a beard and moustache, pale skin and sea green eyes. He was reading a book and took off his reading glasses as he smiled at his daughter.
"How much longer till we land?" She asked in a sleepy groggy voice and he checked his watch.
"1 hour and a half." Akira answered. "You might as well get changed."
She lowered her bed back into a chair and her father took out her bag from the overhead suitcase compartment, and gave it to her; since she was only 4ft 10in.
Kisaki walked into the bathroom and brushed her teeth and washed her face. She looked at herself in the mirror and a small smile graced her lips.
9 years ago she was on a flight to Tokyo after her mother died from Cancer and to study and work abroad for a while. She was a shy teenager who had glasses, braces, acne on her face and had some weight which made her insecure. Now stood a young confident woman. Her brown straight layered hair was now up to her hips, and was tied in a high ponytail, middle parting bangs framing her oval shaped face, she had freckles on her nose and a beauty spot on her left cheek. Now she had a curvaceous body with the right sized assets. The young woman loved her monolid eyes which kids used to make fun of. According to her father, she looked a lot like her mother but with his eyes.
Kisaki got changed into a white t-shirt, blue high waisted jeans, white converses and an oversized jean jacket. She put on some makeup to cover her dark circles, wore mascara and rosy red lipstick. She got out of the bathroom and walked back to her seat.
"Good morning, miss, would you like some breakfast?" She heard the flight attendant ask and turned to the woman with a smile on her face.
"Yes please." She stated kindly.
The older woman gave her a food tray and a cup of coffee.
"Thank you." She mumbled.
Kisaki opened the food tray to find Spanish Omelette, turkey rashers and baked beans. There was also a pot of fruits. She ate her breakfast which gave her some more energy and drinking her coffee made her more awake. Shortly after, the stewardess took her empty food tray away.
"Are you excited to see your friends, again?" Her father asked before sipping some tea.
"Yeah, they're all working at the same place. Icon is the most popular magazine all over the world and they work there." She answered.
"The collaboration with your magazine will be a success." Her father smiled. Kisaki was the creator and CEO of her fashion magazine Beautique.
"I'm excited to see them all again, it's been too long." She sighed with delight.
"What about Eren?" Akira asked curiously.
"Papa, it's been 9 years. I've moved on." She stated. Her and Eren were in a relationship until he ended it 2 weeks after her mother's passing to be with someone else. But now she had moved on completely.
"I'm glad." He stated.
"I just don't look forward to meeting the family." She really didn't like her paternal side of the family except for one cousin and one uncle.
"I know it's hard sweetheart, but they're our family." Her father noted.
"They're always picking out what's wrong with me and annoying me about marriage. Papa, can't you tell them to stop?" She asked with a pout.
"I'm the youngest in my family, so whatever I say goes out the window." He chuckled.
"I'm gonna miss Japan." She frowned.
"We can always go back for a holiday every year." Her father smiled and she looked up at him with sparkling eyes.
Shortly after the plane started to descend. The passengers had to put their seatbelts on. The young woman felt her stomach drop and her face went pale with fear. Kisaki fumbled with her seatbelt and managed to put it on. She covered her eyes with her hands and could hear her thumping heart in her chest as the plane landed.
Kisaki and Akira got off the plane and he gave her a pat on the back telling her she was so strong to not start crying. They went through immigration and then got out into the arrival hall which was packed out with happy families and friends reuniting with their loved ones. Kisaki frowned at this; back in Tokyo, her maternal family would all come to reunite with them, but her paternal family were too busy. She saw her father frowning and it really broke her inside. Kisaki placed her hand on her father's shoulder and he turned to her.
"We've got each other now." He smiled and nodded at this.
They exited the airport and found one of her colleagues waiting outside a car. He gave her the keys to her car and she gave him a list of errands to complete.
They got to the private car park and Kisaki squealed excitedly when she was reunited with her baby. There was her polished red Audi R8, glimmering in all her beauty. They got in the car and she began driving. As they drove, Akira watched out the window and smiled when he saw the buildings of London. She glanced at him and smiled.
"Enjoying the sights, Papa?" Kisaki asked.
"I've missed this place." He sighed and turned to his daughter. "You're home, Kisaki."
"It's gonna be a long drive, Papa." She stated. "If you want you can take a nap."
"I'm fine, sweetheart. If you're feeling tired, just tell me and we can stop over." He replied.
Kisaki drove her car through motorways and halfway through, she stopped at a drive-thru Krispy Kreme to get some doughnuts and coffee. They got home within 40 minutes and parked up.
It was the home she grew up in with her mother and father. It was a very big detached house for just 3 people, but her maternal grandparents used to live with them and they'd always have family coming over. It was a house with many bedrooms, bathrooms, even reception rooms, etc. Her parents, like her were very rich people but they worked hard for their money. Now her father was retired and Kisaki was working and taking care of her father. They would have lived elsewhere, in a smaller place but this was their home. Their house was already furbished and rooms were decorated.
When they stepped into the entrance hall they looked around and sighed with smiles on their faces; they were finally home. Her father sprinted out into the garden and found it plain with just one fully grown Cherry Tree. He stared at the garden and Kisaki placed a hand on his shoulder.
"I told them not to clear everything. But at least they kept the tree." She stated.
"Are you crazy? This is heaven, I get to garden all over again." Akira grinned excitedly and she giggled.
"Papa, you are crazy about gardening." She stated.
"And you are crazy about food. I have my thing you have yours." He countered back and she shook her head; her father was like a teenager sometimes.
"You know what's missing in this house?" She asked and he looked at her. "A kitten!"
"Kisaki, we spoke about this." He warned her and she grabbed onto his arm. She made that face, pouted her lips, fluttered her eyelashes and her eyes sparkled.
"Pleeeeeeeaseeeeeeeeeeee!" She slurred. "Kittens are so cute, Papa! They'll keep you company whilst I'm at work."
"Yeah well what would happen once they start pooping everywhere?" He made a fair point.
"Hey, you dealt with me pooping everywhere. C'mon, you can do it." Akira huffed at this. "Please Papa, you said that once I got older I get to have a kitten."
He sighed at this and she knew that he had given up and it was a yes. So, she took out her phone and showed him the kitten she had her eyes on for the past 2 weeks. A 6-week old light ginger kitten with bright blue eyes.
"Isn't she adorable?" Kisaki squealed. "I'll pick her up after work."
"So soon?" He asked.
"What are you nervous?" The young woman smirked whilst crossing her arms. "Papa, she's just a baby kitten."
"You're right." He nodded.
The young woman went upstairs to her room which was very tidy and dropped off her bag on the bed. She went into her walk-in closet which was filled with so many outfits and shoes all in order; just the way she liked it. She took out the clothes she was going to wear for her meeting later with Icon head Erwin Smith and his workers, who were her friends. She wanted to look so gorgeous that Eren would regret ever hurting her the way he did. She went into her study room and started getting some paperwork and folders ready for her meeting.
Kisaki took a shower and blow dried her hair. She styled her hair in a neat low bun with a few strands left out to frame her face. She got changed into a white long sleeves shirt with one button undone, nude tie cigarette trousers and nude sandals with heels. She was already wearing foundation, thin eyeliner, mascara and nude lipstick. She also wore a simple golden necklace with a ruby pendant on it, golden hoop earrings, a white watch and a diamond ring. She took her nude and white bag filled with many of her paperwork. She placed her nude blazer on her shoulders and put on a pair of black sunglasses.
She went downstairs and kissed her father's cheeks bidding farewell to him. He held his thumbs up at her wishing her good luck on her meeting.
Kisaki went outside and met with the man who was to drive her to work everyday in a black Mercedes Benz. His name was Edward and he was a 30 year old man with blonde hair, tanned skin and dark green eyes. She thanked him and sat at the back of the car.
As Edward drove, Kisaki kept thinking about how she got to this position in her life. After finishing University, she entered the fashion business and got pushed around a lot for being young and inexperienced. But she kept on working and became better. She had enough contacts to start her own magazine at 23 and after 2 years she was now a well-known business woman. She had it rough whilst working because the senior staff who were mostly men would put her down telling her a woman can never get to where they were. She was a clumsy young woman who made mistakes day in day out. But now she knew what she was doing. However, she didn't let money take over her personality; she was still a humble person who would rather spend time with her assistants and those who work under her, than board of directors. People who didn't know her personally thought she was perfect and were jealous because she was beautiful and rich. But that wasn't the case, to her friends and family, she was a clumsy, short tempered, sarcastic and stubborn woman who didn't take shit from anyone.
As she stared out the window, she saw the streets filled with people and buildings around their car. It felt nice being in London again. She was finally home.