Blood+ Fan Fiction ❯ Everthing I'm Not ❯ Chapter 1 ( Chapter 1 )

[ Y - Young Adult: Not suitable for readers under 16 ]

I'm Not- Saya Otonoshi is a business woman who goes to a consort and Meets Hajji a cello player but a few moths in to their relation ship Hajji meets and falls in love with Sayas twin sister Diva. How will this effect Sayas relationship with her sister and the people around her? Who will be there to catch her when she falls
The twenty year old onyx haired woman sat at her desk mulling over another pile of paper work. Dressed in her best dress none the less. Another call had come in from Goldschmidt Industries still trying to buy out her families company and tonight was the start of her younger sisters world tour. Saya Otonoshi was a thin short haired business woman. Who had taken over the family bussniess not long after her adopted father Joel Goldsmith died leaving her and her twin Diva all the money estate and the multi- billon dollar company. That dealt in all kind of experimental drugs none the less. Sayas sister wanted nothing to do with the business. No the blue eyed long onyx haired young woman wanted nothing to do with it no she wanted to be a Opera singer and a renowned one at that. Saya had scuffed it off as Diva still acting like a child. Not that the twin couldn't sing. No Diva had a voice that did more then live up to her name. Joel had said it was in the family genies. Though neither Saya nor Diva had meet their mother Joel had and he would always tell them stories of her travels and such.'Mabye that’s what made Diva want to be an Opera singer so bad' Saya thought then went back to the papers. She had already knew she was going to decline before she even came into the office but she still felt she had to look at them just for show. She shredded the papers and preceded to tell her secretary to call Amshel Goldsmiths the CEO of said company to make an appointment this had to stop. Saya was not one to just hand anything over without real reason and all of Mr. Goldsmiths reasons were fake to her. After she told the secretary and made the appointment she headed out Diva would kill her if she wasn't there before the doors closed.
Saya huffed slightly trying to keep her posture she had made it just in time. She handed the doorman her ticket and walked in to take her seat. As she made her way to the balcony she smiled there were two opening acts before Divas and Saya was as naves as a turkey coming to the big city. Not that she needed to be but for some reason whenever Diva felt a certain way so did Diva it was one of the ways they knew they were twins though if anyone looked at them in an inset they could tell. There were only two things that kept people from mixing them up. There hair length and their eye color.
While Divas eyes were blue Sayas were brown and some people even swore that when Saya got a little too made her eyes world turn red. Though Saya didn't believe them and it was really hard to piss her off to that point. Diva on the other hand was easy to get angry but also a little too easy to get over it. Saya smiled to her self as the second opening act came up. He was some cello player although Saya wasn't looking for a relationship right know it didn't mean she wouldn't look especially if he was as cute as the roomers said he was. Just as he came out she began to hold her breath he was ten times as hot and mysterious looking as she had imagined. She listed to him play and she couldn't believe her ear he was incredible she wasn't even that good. Saya had been playing the cello since she was five while Diva sang and this man was better then she'd ever be. Though Saya was a quite bit jealous her physical attraction to this man seemed to overlap that. When he finished Saya was both exited and said to see him go but right now she knew she needed to cheer on her little sister who had worked so hard for this heck she even had a manger some Nathan Shaw who was really good but clearly gay. His style of dressing kind of scared Saya a little bit frilly shirts tight pants and cowboy boots. That combination was just a little weird.
The curtains opened and Diva stepped out the music began to play. Saya approved her outfit it was a white ball gown with blue roses embowered in it the top of the dress stopped leaving her arms and shoulders bear and there was a blue cape that covered said shoulders. In Sayas eyes with her hair up in that special do that no one else could pull off like Diva did she was a vision. Saya listened to the song and smiled some more as her childhood memories came to her. They were all happy and for that Saya was glad. For one second Saya couldn't comprehend what her life would be like with out her ill onee-chan right there beside her. It would be horrible a life Saya would never want for either of them. In the background behind Diva was a replica of one of Joel’s many estates this one was called the Zoo. Saya rebreed that as begging their favorite place to play when they would vast their mothers grave. There were many stories of it being hunted and blue roses. Diva had been the one to find them all the beautiful blue roses one cloud image. They were up in some tower. Saya smiled the old people would always tell stories of how it burnt down though they were never the same one thing didn't change in the stories. The girl with the angelica voice and the blue rose standing on a pile of dead bodies and singing her song. Infect it wasn't long after they had visited for the first time that Diva began to sing the same song she was singing now.
It had been a outstanding performance and Saya couldn't be more proud of her little sister. She got backstage. As Saya walked in to Divas dressing room she smiled. When Diva turned around She gave a big smile and yelled “One-armed did you like it huh huh did you” sounding just like the impressionable child she was. “Yes onee-chan it was amazing and I adored the dress” Diva smiled then asked “What about the background I picked it out myself huh what about the background Saya onee-sama” speaking at a rate most people would not have caught Saya smiled and sated it was perfect. “Oh how about we celebrate huh” Saya asked but Diva looked at her then frowned and shock her head “I'm sorry Saya onee-sama I can't I have to be up early tomorrow I have a plane to catch” Diva looked and sounded like she was about to cry. Saya hugged her and told her she understood then left it was ok just as long as her little Diva-neechan was happy yes that’s all that mattered.
As Saya made her way out of the dressing rooms she ran straight in to the cello man and fell over. Saya was so flustered when she realized who it was she couldn't even speak “Go..Go..Gomenisai”
she stuttered. He stared at her and said nothing thrill she was about to walk away. “I'm Hajji he said in a smooth and mysterious sounding voice it made Saya want to know more about this man. Though his sudden introduction of himself seemed weird to Saya she did the same “Otonoshi Saya its a pleaser it meet you Hajji-san” He stayed quite for quite some time until Saya announced she was going to leave. Then he did it again “Otonashi-sama would you like to go out with me some time if your free that is” It stuck Saya odd that everything he said seemed to be so fluid and perfect. ‘Maybe has just a guy who knows what he wants' she thought to herself “Umm sure I'm free Monday if you are” He just nodded “Umm I guess we'll meet her then at six pm.” again he just nodded. With that he left and Saya precede to mentally beat herself for what she just did. What would Diva think. She'd problem rub it in her face that she hadn’t got laid for weeks then proceed to blame it on said non-excited sex life that she'd just go out with some random guy who was only cute and a little mysterious. Then she say it was good thing and to get laid quick or it'd never happen. Yelp that’s exactly what she'd say. Now that Saya thought about it when was the last time she got laid. 'Oh yeah when I left Salomon for benign a spy for the Goldsmith company’ She thought though if she was poorly honest with her self she was just using him for the sex and dam was it good.
By the time Saya got to her bed she had forced herself to forget that she had no real life outside of work. She got undressed took a shower. Got redressed in her pink silk night gown brushed her teeth and headed towered her bed As Saya got into her bed she was remained of her no-exist sex life again and right before falling to sleep she mumbled to her self “Man in need to get laid” then fell in to a sleep filled with images of her and Hajji