Chapter One
Assasain
Satoshi Hiwatari stood as the black car came to a stop in front of his home. Who was this? And what buisness did they have with his family? Emotionless, he watched as she got out of the backseat.
Her hair was a silverish color, and her eyes were like the darkest trees. Two or three freckles over her nose, a black chocker with a red rose petal, a pair of faded blue jeans and a white t-shirt. For a minute, Satoshi was speachless. She looked about his age and she had a soft smile. Who was she?
"Good evening Miss Muri. Please, come with me." said his father behind him.
When the girl passed him, she gave him a stone cold look. One he was used to. But when she gave it to him, her lips lifted a bit, giving him a slight grin. Now he had to know who she was.