Hello everyone, I write a lot And well I stop. I finish it all on other sites. I just don't Seem to get the love here. Any reviews are helpful and they bring every writer joy. Flame away if you feel you must. I just want to write something that's been in my head and I want to share it with y'all. I'll update as I can and I will actually finish this on this site. I just hope it gets read. Lots of love Narukoson

Prolouge

It had been a long night, a long boat ride, a long everything as made into the large city. New York, now this was something to behold. I knew I'd need to make some money for my trip to San Fransisco. Yet, I knew I could do anything.

Being a woman of Japanese descent in the 1920s was hard enough, but the fact I looked like a boy was even harder. My father had sent for me since he'd settled not long ago. Opened a hotel and said life was going well. Many men assaulted me for being to feminine of a guy, but the money still came. The odd jobs of hustling, street brawls, and gang type activities helped me meet some important people that I would bring along with me to my trek out west. Not all of them knew I was female, but the ones who did held me in high esteem.

Today I'm packing up, ready to move out of this pit of a shit city they call New York and move in to better things. I now have two of there very best bodyguards to tag along. Let's just say they are the most delectable and delicious set of twins I have ever laid my eyes on. Not only are they my protection, they are also mine. I hope dad has a great business started. Because I'm going to have a blast making sure his patrons are very satisfied.

The train ride was exhausting, three "men" cramped into one compartment. When ever we'd go to eat people would stare. Just because I enjoy my men doesn't mean I'm quiet. We've had to throw a few ruffians from the side. I make sure it's near towns first. I'm cruel but not that cruel.

My month in New York allowed me to move up the ranks fairly quickly. Like I've said, no one knew I was a woman but those I became more intimately attached too. Not many gangsters that aren't of Italian descent are given more freedom, but I'm strong and have a way with numbers. They trusted me and now here we are on our way to my dads hotel. I just hope hes okay with what we have started, and with whom.

When we arrive its pouring rain, and my boots are slick with the sticky mud of the unpaved roads of Chinatown. Being that most residents in Chinatown were of Chinese descent, there were still Pilipino and Japanese as well. The town was still very segregated. But I wasn't looking for perfection, I was looking for home.

We arrived around 1 am, and the place was going crazy. At the end of a very short alley way was a building with only a door and no windows. People coming in and out, police, firemen, chauffueses, white, black, Chinese, Japanese. It didn't matter, my father must have been paying off people well to be still serving liquor in 1922.

I pulled my jacket tighter to hide myself more and me and my two escorts entered the building full of music and fun. Women sitting on men's laps, people off in dark corners doing what please there drunk addled minds.

"Ready boss?" the one twin said to me.

Nodding my head as an affirmation we walked to the bar, where I saw my father. His clothes are beautiful, his hair in a beautiful chignon. His kimono, a deep purple with the sleeves and end dipping into a lavender almost white. The obi, a soft sun yellow tied neatly at his back. The layers for his under garments a light grey. Tiny details of cranes started at the bottom and trailed up his back into a beautiful arrangement of a sunset near the ocean. My mother had made that for him, it was breathtaking. She had the best stitch work ever.

"Hey boss, I thought your father was here. Come on let's look around." Said the one.

"Ya, that woman seems like she might know. Hey what about the guy over there. The blonde, he might know as well." Said the other.

I just smiled and raised my hand as to tell them not to speak. "Why don't you two go do something. I got this, that woman over there is my dad."

They just raised their shoulders in response, bowed, and walked to look around.

He noticed me as soon as he looked my direction when there was a lull in the orders. He smiled and that is how it all started.

I hope it was okay, I swear this is going somewhere. Yes I'm aware its vague, but it's supposed to be. Plus you should already know who's in it. Please let me know of any mistakes. No beta yet. if you're interested hit me up.