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This is my 2nd fanfic . just popped into my head, and now I can't stop typing. * a little bit of OOC and this is set in the modern world*

Sakuras & Swords

Chapter 1 : The interview

I scream as I struggle to find anything in my closet that's even presentable to this damn job interview. Clothes are strewn all over the floor of my bedroom and I even have a scarf hanging down from my ceiling lamp.

"Did a tornado come in your closet and wreak havoc in the bedroom?" Said a voice at the door.

Looking up from the pile of clothes, I saw my best friend Hotaru Imai leaning on the doorway eating from a pack of fried crabsticks.

"Hotaru! Help me, I can't find my lucky blue blazer for my interview."

"You're on your own kiddo, not my fault you are such a slob. Hurry up! I'm gonna be late for work if you want a ride. Or I can just leave you.. " She muttered with a mouthful of crab.

"Hotaru, what kind of a best friend are youuu-Ooof" Something hit me right in the face as she turned to leave.

"You left it in my room dummy. Now get dressed."

I smiled. Hotaru has always been like this. Her love is a bit hard to understand but we are the best of friends. She just shows her care in a different way than how other best friends do.

SUNNY RECORDS BUILDING IN CALIFORNIA. 8:50AM

"Hi there, can I help you?" The receptionist said.

"Hi I am Mikan Sakura. 22 years old. I have an interview today with Mr. Akira at 9am. And here is my resume."

"Thank you let me get that for you. Please have a seat. Mr. Akira is currently stuck in traffic and may be delayed for a few minutes. There is water and coffee available on that table over there for applicants. Please help yourself." She smiled and gestured to a snacks table.

"Thank you."

I took a cup of coffee to my seat and whipped out my phone. I haven't had a chance to check my emails this morning since I was busy looking for my blazer. I scrolled through the spam of facebook and instagram notifications, an email from my uncle Kazumi, a short email from Grandpa, and opened one from Sumire Shouda, one of my high school friends.

- Hey Mikan

I'll be coming to LA next week to do the fall collection for Alexander Mcqueen for LA Fashion Week! I hope I can see you and Imai when I get there. I'll call you when I get in, can't wait to have some quality time with you girls. All these models here are complete bitches. See you soon!

Xoxo Sumire

I typed out a quick response.

- Hi Sumire

I'm on my way to an interview right now . Call me later and we'll make plans. Hotaru and I miss you too. Hang in there. And bring us presents from New York, kay?

Xoxo Mikan

"Ms. Sakura," I looked up from my phone. ""Mr. Akira has arrived and will be seeing you now, come this way please." I followed the receptionist through a maze of hallways until we got to a tall oak door at the end.

Before she could knock, a tall guy with raven black hair pushed past us and into Mr. Akira's office.

"Tono! This is unacceptable. How come you have not found me a PA yet? "

"Nattie...it's not my fault you can't hold down a PA. The women who get hired either fall for you and do stupid things like wait for you on your bed all naked or the men try to kill you coz their girlfriends want to be your groupies."

"Don't call me that Tono or I swear I will put you on fire and burn you alive! Find me a PA now. I can't do this by myself."

Mikan's eyes went wide while listening to the exchange.

"Eh-Ehem" The receptionist interrupted. "Mr. Akira, your 9 o'clock interview is here."

Mikan stepped into the room . 'I can do this'

"Hi, I'm Mikan Sakura, 22 years old." Offering her hand for a handshake.

"Tonouchi Akira, pleasure to meet you Ms. Sakura, please have a seat." Mikan sat down after shaking his hand and looked at the fuming guy standing in front of Mr. Akira.

"Nattie.. eh.. Natsume, take a seat as well. Since you are here and I am holding interviews for your personal assistant, you can help me do the interview as well."

'that guy looks familiar' Mikan thought. 'Where have I seen this guy before?'

"Well Ms. Sakura, I'm pretty sure you know who the person sitting next to you is." Mr. Akira said.

Hazel eyes meet the gaze of the crimson orbs without a hint of recognition.

" I apologize, he looks familiar but I can't seem to place where I've seen him."

"Oh-ho Natsume, it looks like we found a lass that's not a fangirl of your work." Tono laughed.

Crimson eyes stoically looked her over. "Hn" Mikan couldn't help but fidget under his cool gaze. 'Why is this guy so intimidating?' she thought to herself.

"Natsume is the one and only "Natsume Hyuuga".

"Oh!" Mikan gasped. "You're the singer from that band 'Sakuras & Swords'."

"…." Tension fills up the room as Natsume doesn't respond but still stares at her stoically.

"Uhm.. so Ms. Sakura tell me about your background.." Tono proceeds with the interview.

"I just recently graduated from the Los Angeles College of Music. I have both a degree in Music Production & Recording and one in Composition, Emphasis in songwriting. I live in the Pasadena with a friend. "

"That's good, looks like you're fit for the job. " Tono said. "We have been looking for a personal assistant for Natsume here since.." Natsume cut him off with a question.

"Oi, little girl, do you have a boyfriend?" He smirked.

" Eh—Eh—boyfriend? I think that's too personal to ask on a job interview don't you think? And I am not a ittle girl! " She angrily replied.

Natsume rolled his eyes and smirked. "I'm not attracted to you dummy, I'm just making sure I don't get jealous boyfriends trying to kill me if I have a woman as a personal assistant. Plus, you're not my type!"

"You're not my type either you jerk. I've read about you! You're the guy who can't even have a serious girlfriend because you're a self-centered prick who doesn't care about anyone than himself!"

"I don't think you even have a boyfriend. Nobody could stand to be around someone as loud and annoying as you." Natsume shot back.

"That's enough you two. I'm the manager and I get to make the decisions around here." Tono exclaimed. "Natsume you go and head out to your band practice. I will finish the interview with Ms. Sakura here."

Natsume smirked and left the room. Tono faced back to Mikan and said. "Well that wasn't a great start but you seem to be capable of holding down your own with Nattie like that, plus you have a great background in music. So this is what we are offering for Pas in this industry.." Showing her a generous compensation and benefits contract.

Mikan looked over the contract and appeared to be amazed at the amount of money and benefits she would have at this job.

"So will you take the offer? If you do you will have 2 days to pack up your stuff and move to the mansion with the band."

"eh? Move in with the band?"

"ahhh.. page 3 of your contract indicates that you must be with the band most of the time. You will have a spacious wing in the mansion as your own and of course you can go out whenever the band has no commitments to assist with. Anyway they are soon to go on hiatus for the summer break and you get 5 tickets free for every concert for your friends." Tono winked at her.

Mikan thought about moving out of the apartment she shared with Hotaru. –'Well I'm sure Hotaru would understand.' She thought. 'I just cant stand the thought of being that stupid jerk's assistance but I guess I will live.'

She signed the contract and shook Tono's hand again. She tried calling Hotaru but only reached her voicemail. She left her a message to meet her at the Starbucks near their apartment when she bumped into a pair of crimson eyes.

"Well, well, well, you are my new PA huh?" he smirked

"Yes, you got a problem with that?" She shot back.

"No, no problem, you better behave yourself around me, remember I'm your master."

"Master my ass, jerk."

"Whatever little girl, come on." He said while grabbing her arm

"Hey where are you taking me?"

"You're my assistant remember? I am going out for coffee and you are coming with me." He took her to the front of the building where his valet got his 2015 Lamborghini Huracan LP 610-4 Spyder and had her sit in the passenger seat and sped off.

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