A/N: Hey everyone! kesukh here! Ever since Korrasami became canon, I've been itching to write about them and I finally did! It has been a big win for the OTP for me!

The beauty of the sun bleeding into the waters. The constant, fresh sea breeze bringing with it the spirit of calm. The defined sound of waves hitting the shore. Pushing. Pulling.

In front of her stood someone, as still as a statue, perfectly lined to the scenery, as though they were in a painting. If only she had a camera with her now – she would take a picture and frame it on her wall.

A thousand words could not even begin to describe how the person in front of her could be any more breathtaking then the scenery itself. She reached out her hand, as the silhouette turned their head-

Shrill ringing. A familiar voice calling from downstairs. With a grunt of annoyance, she attempted to get up, only to find herself hitting the floor. Shaking her hurting head, she stared at the culprit – her blanket-tangled legs. The door to her room burst open and she let out a startled yelp.

"Asami? Are you…?" Her father paused, registering the fact that his usually prim and proper daughter was surprisingly disheveled this morning, not to mention the twenty-year old had fallen out of bed. It was a once in a blue moon thing, so today must be a good day, Hiroshi Sato decided.

Hiroshi chuckled.

"Morning to you too, dad," she groaned.

Hiroshi cleared his throat, hiding his smile, "I'll see you down in a few minutes. I've got things to discuss with you."

He walked out, closing the door behind him gently. Asami got up to her feet slowly, rubbing her hurting butt.

"Right."

Asami stared at her reflection, contemplating all that had transpired in her dream. It had been four nights now, each time the dream would progress, from the bleeding sunset to the calm tide. Now it had a person, so if she could just dream of it again tonight…

The raven-haired woman shook her head and splashed water onto her face. This was no time to think of dreams and people and whatnot.

Hiroshi skimmed through the newspaper, his eyes stopping to scan through the business section while occasionally sipping from his cup of hot coffee. He smiled. Future Industries still remained in the lead. Soft footsteps from the stairs alerted him to his daughter's entrance.

Asami entered the living room, settling opposite her father.

"So, Dad…" Asami grabbed a cup and poured herself some coffee, "What did you want to discuss with me?"

Hiroshi folded the papers and tucked them away, picking up his cup, "I'm thinking of expanding, and I hope to set up one major branch in Harbor City."

"But-" Asami inhaled deeply, "That city's industry is largely dominated by Cabbage Corp since they failed here and moved there. Is it wise to enter Harbor City's market now?"

"Exactly my point," Hiroshi chirped right back, as though he'd already known what she was going to say, "So I'm sending you to scope out and report on its business before I think of breaking into the market there. And if I do, you'll get to manage the branch."

Asami hummed, deep in thought.

Hiroshi smiled tenderly at his daughter, "My future CEO can handle this challenging task, can't she?"

The woman blinked, realizing her father was still speaking, "Oh, uh, yeah! Right! I'll draft up some plans for-"

"Good," Hiroshi sighed and leaned back into his armchair, "You will leave for Harbor City…tonight."

"What?!"

"So much for a well-planned trip," Asami grumbled as she packed her luggage.

"Not only do I have to worry about arranged marriages, I have to worry about arranged-trips-without-my-knowledge!" She declared the latter for her father to hear.

"Asami, you know we don't do arranged marriages and business is all about adaptation!" Hiroshi called from his room, amusement evident in his voice. The young woman wanted to plant her face in the wall. She didn't hear her father leaving his room for hers.

"Asami," Hiroshi leaned against the doorpost, his lips pulling into a loving smile, "I know this is all going to start out tough, but please…bear with it for a while."

"Kind of tough since I only found out today that I have to go to another city and I'm supposed to leave tonight."

"Asami, this is all part of being in the business and leading it… It's fast-paced and can be…frustrating at times. But a good businessman, or woman, will be able to adapt."

"So you're testing me? Sending me to some city all of a sudden, just to see whether I can adapt?" Asami did nothing to hide the aforementioned frustration in her voice.

"Okay, maybe I should've let you known earlier," Hiroshi sighed. Asami raised a brow, a victory smirk slowly creeping onto her face.

"That's why I am going to give you two weeks, instead of one, to get used to the city. Go enjoy the food, shopping, whatever…" Hiroshi added, "Take it like an all-expenses paid vacation before you begin your actual work."

Asami's eyes widened in surprise, "Dad, you don't have to go that far… I mean, I'm just a little peeved because of all this rushing and-"

Hiroshi waved dismissively, "You're only getting two weeks off to enjoy what the city has to offer. After that, you've got to work even harder than before."

"Thanks, Dad."

"Anything for my precious daughter."

"So…this is it, huh?" Asami slowed to a stop after reaching the air docks. Her father couldn't send her off personally due to an important meeting with the company investors and had expressed his regret very clearly.

She got out of the black Satomobile, and was immediately directed by her father's personal stewards to where a pristine red airship with the Future Industries insignia waited for her. She groaned inwardly; her father knew she loved to travel in style, but this was overkill as far as she knew. She watched as a steward drove her Satomobile up into the airship's garage.

The young woman entered the airship, excitement stirring in the pits of her stomach. Taking a deep breath, she barely succeeded in repressing it.

Asami nodded towards the captain, "Let's go."

A/N: Hope you enjoyed the chapter! See you in the next!