Title: Emphatic
Author: Brigitte Menendez
E-mail: tinkerbell@senaka.net
Story Rating for this Chapter: PG
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Author's Note: This story came to me while listening to
a man named Rudy. He was speaking to my mother
about a man he works for. Uh, some Chinese man.
And so, this story idea came about.
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Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me. They
are copyrighted to Naoko Takeuchi. I wrote this story
on my own, therefore, it's MINE.
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Chapter One Title: Business Proposal
"Good morning, Mr. Chiba. You have a meeting in 15 minutes. And you have an important call on line four," his secretary announced, like every morning.
Mamoru nodded and opened the door to his luxorious office. His office was surrounded by clear glass instead of walls. The office overlooked the entire city.
Mamoru was the youngest billionaire, at 23. It made him a most eligible bachelor. His father had spent his entire life perfecting his business. As a result, Mamoru inherited a thriving company.
"Moshi moshi," Mamoru said, picking up line four.
"Mamoru-san! We've been good business partners from the beginning, right?" a man asked.
"Tsukino Kenji-san. I finally hear from you again. Is there a problem?" Mamoru commented nonchalantly.
"Well . . . I just lost a lot of money. I need your help, and urgently!" Kenji pleaded.
There was a tense pause in their conversation.
"What will I get in return for helping you?" Mamoru sighed.
Mamoru glanced at his wrist watch. The meeting would start any minute, and he hatedbeing late.
"Well . . . " Kenji stalled.
"Well what?!?!" Mamoru asked impatiently.
"My daughter is twenty-one. Her nanme is Tsukino Usagi. She's quite pretty. But .. she cannot cook," Kenji began.
"And I need to know this, why?" Mamoru asked agitatedly.
"She is not married. She is only costing me more. It could be an arranged ----- ehm ----- well, an arranged marriage," Kenji stuttered.
"Marriage?!?!?! Kenji-san, I am sorry to report this, but I have no need for a wife. I am still young, and she is merely a child. I'd love to help you, but I would end up losing in a deal like this," Mamoru explained.
"She is no child. Twenty-one years of age is an adult. If you take care of her while I recoperate my money losses I would be eternally grateful, Mamoru-san," Kenji tried one last time.
Mamoru simply had no time to take care of a child, but he also had no time to bargain with Kenji as his meeting was in a minute.
"I suppose. But I will NOT marry her. To help you, I shall also send one million dollars for your daughter's friendship," Mamoru sighed once more.
"Domo arigatou gozaimasu!!!! Ja, Mamoru-kun," Kenji said excitedly and hung up.
*What have I gotten myself into?* Mamoru thought, while gathering his papers to go to his meeting.
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Haha!! Cliffhanger. Next chapter is entitled, The Meeting.
lolol ... because it's going to be the meeting. --;; Please
review or you die DIE
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Author: Brigitte Menendez
E-mail: tinkerbell@senaka.net
Story Rating for this Chapter: PG
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Author's Note: This story came to me while listening to
a man named Rudy. He was speaking to my mother
about a man he works for. Uh, some Chinese man.
And so, this story idea came about.
--------------------------------------------------------------
Disclaimer: The characters do not belong to me. They
are copyrighted to Naoko Takeuchi. I wrote this story
on my own, therefore, it's MINE.
--------------------------------------------------------------
Chapter One Title: Business Proposal
"Good morning, Mr. Chiba. You have a meeting in 15 minutes. And you have an important call on line four," his secretary announced, like every morning.
Mamoru nodded and opened the door to his luxorious office. His office was surrounded by clear glass instead of walls. The office overlooked the entire city.
Mamoru was the youngest billionaire, at 23. It made him a most eligible bachelor. His father had spent his entire life perfecting his business. As a result, Mamoru inherited a thriving company.
"Moshi moshi," Mamoru said, picking up line four.
"Mamoru-san! We've been good business partners from the beginning, right?" a man asked.
"Tsukino Kenji-san. I finally hear from you again. Is there a problem?" Mamoru commented nonchalantly.
"Well . . . I just lost a lot of money. I need your help, and urgently!" Kenji pleaded.
There was a tense pause in their conversation.
"What will I get in return for helping you?" Mamoru sighed.
Mamoru glanced at his wrist watch. The meeting would start any minute, and he hatedbeing late.
"Well . . . " Kenji stalled.
"Well what?!?!" Mamoru asked impatiently.
"My daughter is twenty-one. Her nanme is Tsukino Usagi. She's quite pretty. But .. she cannot cook," Kenji began.
"And I need to know this, why?" Mamoru asked agitatedly.
"She is not married. She is only costing me more. It could be an arranged ----- ehm ----- well, an arranged marriage," Kenji stuttered.
"Marriage?!?!?! Kenji-san, I am sorry to report this, but I have no need for a wife. I am still young, and she is merely a child. I'd love to help you, but I would end up losing in a deal like this," Mamoru explained.
"She is no child. Twenty-one years of age is an adult. If you take care of her while I recoperate my money losses I would be eternally grateful, Mamoru-san," Kenji tried one last time.
Mamoru simply had no time to take care of a child, but he also had no time to bargain with Kenji as his meeting was in a minute.
"I suppose. But I will NOT marry her. To help you, I shall also send one million dollars for your daughter's friendship," Mamoru sighed once more.
"Domo arigatou gozaimasu!!!! Ja, Mamoru-kun," Kenji said excitedly and hung up.
*What have I gotten myself into?* Mamoru thought, while gathering his papers to go to his meeting.
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Haha!! Cliffhanger. Next chapter is entitled, The Meeting.
lolol ... because it's going to be the meeting. --;; Please
review or you die DIE
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