well, here it is...its the fist fanfiction I've done on here so be gentle please.
As Akira walked into her father's building, which was large and substantially beautiful, she grimaced. The whole point of her hiding the fact that she was rich was to make friends that liked her for HER, not her money. And for her father to send a limo out to pick her up early from class didn't help what-so-ever. But she let it slide. Whatever her father wanted, it had to be something important. She brushed the fringe area of her long, chocolate brown hair out of her face and proceeded into the elevator, pressing button number 12, which was the floor her fathers office was in.
Once she was on the floor and walking out of the elevator, Miss Brown, the secretary buzzed in her father, then nodded in approval for her to go in.
"Ahh!! Akira, how are you?" he said happily, giving his daughter a hug. That's when Akira could tell she's not going to like what he tells her today.
"I'm fine daddy" she replied, "but you wanted to see me for something?"
"Yes," he replied, clearing his throat, "well, you remember my brother and his family, correct?"
Akira held back an insult and nodded. Her uncle and cousins, The Ootori family. She despised most of them. They were a prosperous family in Japan, having to manage most of the medical businesses in the region. But most of them were greedy and arrogant. Except for the only girl in the family besides her aunt. Fayumi was actually a really sweet girl.
"Well," father continued, "we have made an agreement. It seems this public school you are going to isn't helping you prepare to take over the company when I am gone."
'Uh-oh' was all that came to akira's mind, 'this can't be good'
"And exactly what agreement did you make with uncle Ootori?" she asked, venom dripping from her every word.
"You will be living with the Ootori family in Japan. Kyouya goes to a fine private school there that will help you train to be in my line of work"
"And what kind of training do I really need to be the owner of a video gaming company?!?" she practically spat back at him.
"Don't talk to me like that!!! Now go home and pack your things. Your plane leaves in the morning"
Akira stormed out of her father's office and out of the building, into the limo. This was by far the worst thing he could do to her. He knew how much she despised the Ootori family and she was disgusted when he thought she would actually do this without some kind of argument. When she got home, she packed her things with total reluctance. While she did so, she turned on her MP3 player and put on Adam Lambert's song "For Your Entertainment".
It had taken about 4 hours for Akira to finish packing her things and she was exhausted afterward. So, with a heavy sigh, she turned off her light and went into a dreamless sleep.