Welcome to Business Dealings, my first published attempt at a longer than one-shot HitsuKarin fanfic. I do hope you will enjoy it. Just as a note, all characters are Japanese living in America. My Japanese isn't near strong enough to be writing coherent sentences, nor would I want to confuse or bore you with constant translation breaks. So all Japanese diologue will be Italicized.
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"Kurosaki!"
"Ne, Gaki?"
Despite the fact the Hitsugaya Toushirou was two years older than his assistant, she still insisted on referring to him as, Brat. Hitsugaya, when he turned 18, three months ago, he was given the family business, Hyourinmaru Industries. His mother had died in childbirth, his father 3 years later, grief over the loss of his wife. Hitsugaya had been raised by the servants, and educated in the ways of running a business since he could talk. When he came of age he had inherited the corporation.
With fame and power, came a long list of things to do, so he was given a girl who had been destined from birth to be his; his own personal assistant, Kurosaki Karin. The Kurosaki family had been in the employ of the Hitsugaya family for generations, Kurosaki Isshin had been one of Hitsugaya's mentors as a child, Karin however had lived a free life before her employment, totally unaware that she had a place at all in the world she grew up in. Her life had undergone a total change when Toushirou rose to power, not only had she been told she had to serve a complete stranger for the rest of her life, but she had to move to America.
Toushirou had decided to follow the latest trend for Japanese businesses, moving corporate headquarters to New York City.
"Kurosaki iron this. I need it for a meeting."
Karin hadn't quite adapted to America yet, and had yet to master English, Hitsugaya indulged her by speaking Japanese to her when they were alone, but it was a strict rule that only English would be spoken to, or around guests.
Karin hated her new life, she missed playing soccer with her friends, she missed being able to get everything at a vending machine down the street, she even missed going to school. She was sick of her new boss, 'Kurosaki iron this. Kurosaki mend that. Kurosaki where's my coffee, file this, I'll be taking lunch in my study bring it up to me.' Oh how she hated him. Him and his white hair, what was that about anyway? He had white hair and teal green eyes, like the waves of the sea, what kinda Japanese kid looked like that?
"Hitsugaya here" she noticed her boss was in a meeting, he gave her a warning look and she searched her mind for the English words to say what she needed to say. The guest, she recognized him, tattoos, and scars. Hisagi or something, he ran a demolition firm, big money.
".....Coffee." She mentally slapped herself as she closed the door, for not being able to form a sentence; really it was one word, anata no. What was the English word for anata no?
Your.
She hadn't been able to remember that.
Hitsugaya sighed and sipped his coffee, too hot. Again.
"Your assistant, she's new to this lifestyle?" Hisagi grinned.
"Yes, she ran around like a low class hooligan before this. And her English is atrocious. I apologize for the interruption Mr. Hisagi."
"Yuzu!" Karin called walking into the kitchen looking for her sister. Unlike herself, Yuzu had been training at her job since she was about 7. Yuzu was the sous-chef in the Hitsugaya manor kitchen. The kitchen was an industrial type kitchen, large and fully staffed, all the staff at the manor were live in staff, a total of 250 staff members, eating 3 meals a day, not to mention Hitsugaya's far to frequent grand diner parties, hosting more than 500 people at once, the kitchen was always a flurry of activity. "Yuzu. Where's Yuzu?"
"Karin-chan!" A voice called she turned to see her twin sister carrying a mixing bowl and mixing whatever was inside it energetically, brown eyes shining, light brown hair dishevelled, her favourite red hairclip struggling to stay in her hair.
"Hey Yuzu. Listen can you do me a favour?" Yuzu nodded. "I need help with my English."
"No problem Karin-chan. You know I will always help you with anything you need. I'll see you after I'm done preparing dessert. Upstairs in an hour." Karin smiled; she could always count on her sister.
Karin looked at her reflection in Yuzu's full length pink princess mirror, her sister had such girly tastes, it made Karin laugh. Karin adjusted her black hair, she would have to cut it soon, it was falling onto her shoulders now, and it was a huge pain. Her onyx eyes scrutinized herself, working for Hitsugaya was bad for her, her skin was getting oily and she had lost weight. She didn't look creepy skinny, not yet at least.
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And on that sour note, we end chapter one! I'm currently working on another fic, but its canon universe and I am far too behind in the story to write that one correctly at the moment. So what do you think? I know I have been so inactive for so long, and I'm trying to get back into the swing of writing so I can update my older stories, and I found the charge cord for my palm pilot, which is where I used to do all my writing before I got my own computer, so expect a few more random things to sprout up. That's all for now, flames will be used to me warm in this chilly Canadian winter, I just want reviews.
~The Kween