/N: Hello everyone! Yes, a new story! It was just something that popped into my mind! I'm hoping that you all like it!
Full Summary: Kaoru Kamiya is a spunky 20 year old in the big city of New York. Desperately searching for a job and applying to almost any open offerings, She ends up secretary for the biggest music seller of the region! With difficulties in her heart being sorted out with her faithful right hand man, Kenshin Himura, she tries to figure out exactly how she feels about her new boss, and exactly where Kenshin now stands compared to him. -KxK-
Please enjoy!
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Dear Diary
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Chapter one – Desperate :Prologue:
"Jobs, Jobs, Jobs-"
Staring intently at the P.C screen of a Dell laptop in a desperate search for what she chanted, unemployed, Kaoru Kamiya was in need.
"C'mon! There has to be someone who needs a worker!"
She was in need for a job. She tapped furiously at the touch mouse pad as her stare became more intent on the many web pages that advertised articles for wanted workers. Her sapphire eyes didn't part from the screen, even when the familiar echoing thump of a laundry basket was placed on the ruby red carpet.
Taking her hand up and scraping some of her ebony hair behind her ear in a half-hearted attempt to rid it from her busy eyes, she barely was able to catch the words that were spoken to her in such an affable tone.
"I'm all done with the laundry, ma'am!"
Kaoru only spared a little glance at the young man who had so jovially chanted those words before returning to her computer screen.
"Alright. Put it in my room and I'll take care of it."
Her words were drawled out, obvious to him that she was busy with what she was doing. Too busy to take any appreciation for his hard labor. He let his lips quirk into a small pout as he sighed and shrugged his shoulders before bending over and clamping his fists around the large basket of clean laundry. Then, finally balancing on his feet and managing to stretch his neck over the heaping pile of clothes, cursing slightly at his lack of vertical growth as a boy, he made his way into Kaoru's abandoned room.
"Ugh! This is useless!"
Finally, being fed up with her lack of success and the constant honking of horns down below, Kaoru closed her laptop screen and continued to rub her temples to ease her stress. A small chuckle was heard as her 'maid' exited her room.
"It's not like you to be so stressed, ma'am. Maybe you should take a small rest on the couch?"
Kaoru swiftly turned her attention to the red head that was rested against the countertop in which she was seated in front of her closed laptop. Glaring at him and snorting, she crossed her arms and lifted her nose into the air.
"You know very well that I'm not one to nap! Besides! How can you sleep with all this noise? There's always something going on in the big, 'city that never sleeps'."
The slight irritation in her voice couldn't do any justice in dampening his light spirits. He only chuckled once more and pushed off the marble counter-top and sauntered over to the refrigerator that stood in the corner of the slightly small, but perfectly roomy enough kitchen.
"What would you like for dinner, ma'am?"
Kaoru sighed, forgetting her irritation and letting her exhaustion take over while clumsily standing up off her chair-stool and onto the kitchen tiles.
"Whatever works is fine with me."
She waved her hand tiredly at the red-head while staggering over to the living room, dragging her sock-covered feet. Once again, she earned a musical laugh from him.
"Then spaghetti it is."
Kaoru's lips quirked up slightly into a smile as his sunshine rubbed off onto her before she collapsed onto the couch of her spacious living room.
"Ok, that's fine with me."
Closing her eyes and snuggling up with one of her couches now quite inviting pillows, Kaoru decided to be a hypocrite for the moment and obtain the advice her assistant had offered and take a much deserved nap. But before she let herself fall to slumber, she muttered something to her now cooking assistant.
"Oh…and Kenshin?"
She heard a small hum as a question in response, echoing from the kitchen.
"I told you before. Stop calling me ma'am."
And with that said, she drifted off to sleep even with the blaring honks and constant bustle of noise down below on the streets of downtown New York.
"Right, right. Of course, ma'am."
Continuing with his cutting of the spaghetti sauce seasoning, the redhead now identified as Kenshin smiled to himself while letting his 'boss' fall into slumber while he prepared a supper for two.
After all. He was the only cook who lived in the apartment of Kamiya Kaoru, E26, 7 flights of stairs up from the lobby of the apartment building that stood cramped in the middle of New York City.
Lendra-chan: Hello! Yes, this was only a prologue so that chapter wasn't meant to be long!
I hope you enjoyed it! I'm excited to get started and write it!
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