Couldn't help it. I just had this sudden idea and urge to write this new multi-chapter story.

Disclaimer: I do not own Detective Conan.

Personal Assistant Needed

"That will be all miss...Tanaka," a stern voice said dismissively as he leaned back into his chair at his mahogany desk with one leg crossed over his knee.

The young woman in front of him respectively bowed quite nervously and quickly exited the room. The male turned to the intercom on the desk and pressed a black button.

"Yes, Kudo-san, sir?" A feminine voice through the intercom questioned.

"Ran, I'm going to lunch in a few. How many interviews are left today?"

"Two interviews sir. There's one at 2:30 and there's one right behind after that at 3:00 P.M."

The young man drummed his fingers on the dark wood and nodded to himself, seeming to approve of the schedule, "That'll be all. I'll be back in two hours," he released the button without waiting for a response.

Meet the multi-billionaire tycoon, Kudo Shinichi, also known as the youngest CEO in Japan at the age of twenty-five. Shinichi left his place at the desk and reached for his black blazer off the coat rack as he departed his office. As soon as he locked the door, he turned around only to see his twin brother, Kaito. He stood there with just the plainest clothing of a pair of jeans and a black t-shirt.

Kaito grinned, "No luck finding a personal assistant yet, bro?"

Shinichi shook his head while shrugging on his blazer, "For now, no luck. Where did you plan for us to eat at?"

The two began walking down the hallway into the elevator of the tenth floor.

"A simple cafe, nothing special or fancy for your taste. Thought that we grab a bite to eat and chill for a moment."

The elevator came to a stop on the ground floor with the doors opening to a chime. Walking into the reception area, they bid the secretaries a farewell with the wave of their hands.

"Seems reasonable," Shinichi replied, "Hopefully, the food won't be too greasy. The last place you chose, the chutoro didn't really sit that well with me," he emphasized by patting his stomach with a faux sick expression. "The only thing that was acceptable was the tea."

Kaito blanched at the minor insult/compliment, "Yeah, yeah, whatever. This spot that I'm gonna take you will not be disappointing," he took a glance at him, "Besides talking trash about my choice of eating places, why haven't you found a personal assistant yet? It's been what, two weeks?"

"It's simple..They were the type that couldn't take this job seriously. I need my assistant to be perfect. They have to be on their toes at all times; every single second, minute, and hour. Everything has to be sorted out and complete to a 'T'. I will not have an unorganized person ruin my schedules, especially if it deals with business. Professionalism is a must in my world." Shinichi's tone was clipped with authority.

His brother frowned a little, "Isn't that a little too demanding? Hell, it's gonna be hard to find someone to match that description, don't ya think?"

Both of them kept the conversation going on about what type of personal assistant Shinichi wants and how they should they carry out the requests he needs with a few disagreements from Kaito. Soon enough, they made it to the cafe. Shinichi observed the place with a scrutinizing gaze. The place was quiet and had a comfortable atmosphere. The walls were orange with a forest green trim near the floor and ceiling. There was a counter towards the back with shelves filled with bakery goods and another counter on the far side containing coffee machines. About ten white booths were on each side of the cafe as the floor was covered in wood with a polish finish, along with a few round tables in the center. A simple place not of his taste but what the hell, he wasn't going to judge.

A young waitress, about the age of seventeen, with straight black hair and big, round chestnut eyes, approached them with cheery smile, "Hello, welcome to Hope's Cafe. Where would you two gentlemen would like to sit?" Her face flushed as her eyes roamed over them in interest. She became so entranced by their beauty that she didn't recognize that Kaito was talking to her. A squeal escaped from her as his voice awoken her from her spell. "Errmm...excuse me, could you repeat that?"

A deep chuckle erupted from Kaito, "We would like a booth, please ma'am," he flashed a toothy grin.

"Oh! Yes, sir, please follow me," she nearly melted on the floor from his smile as she quickly found an available booth.

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"So, what's today's plan, Shiho-chan?" A woman at the age of twenty-seven asked her younger sister.

Miyano Shiho shrugged her shoulders as she stirred her granola into her strawberry parfait, "I have an interview at 3:00 P.M. at a major corporation, but other than that I have nothing planned, onee-chan," she slowly placed the spoonful of yogurt into her mouth.

Akemi blinked in confusion, "Huh? An interview? And why haven't you told me about this? How long were you planning to keep this a secret?" She huffed exasperatedly with the fold of her arms.

Shiho smirked at her sister's antic, "I told about it just now, haven't I? It wasn't a secret really, it was more like, 'It's not important at the moment because I didn't necessarily go to the interview yet.'

Akemi's eyes narrowed, "Still, you could've told your big sister!" She exclaimed with a flap of her arms. "It's exciting to know that you're pursuing a career right after graduating from college only a few days ago. Quite remarkable for someone your age."

"Only a job, onee-chan," Shiho corrected, "I'm only doing this for a short period of time before starting my actual career." She finished the last of her parfait and reached for the cup of green tea.

"Oh?" Her sister's face lit up in amusement. "What made you want to apply for such a job even though it's not in your career field?"

Shiho sighed while taking a few sips from her tea, savoring the bitter taste before answering. "The money," she said simply, "The job pays well, very well," she eyed Akemi's questioning gaze.

"Hmm, I'll respect your answer...for now, Shiho-chan," she took a seat right beside her sister at the breakfast bar. "How about after your interview, you and I go shopping around the city?" She smiled softly, watching Shiho place the cup back on the table.

Shiho looked at Akemi with a small smile of her own, "Sure, I would love too."

"That's great!" The other cheered then pondered something for a moment as it clicked into her mind, "Ne, Shiho?"

"Yes?"

"Exactly what corporation is you interview taking place?"

Shiho took another look and grasped her cup again, "Kudo Publishing Company," she responded before taking another sip.

Done with the first chapter! Interesting or no? Reviews are very much welcoming (Inserts puppy eyes) . Oh and to give you all my reason if my sudden disappearance, I would like to say, reluctantly, but it needs to be said, I was going through depression for a while. Conquered that for a moment then tried to come back to writing until a few months ago, I was in a could've been fatal car accident, involving me being flipped into a ditch, pinned by my own car by the legs, covered in gasoline. But thank God today that I'm alive with only a scar on my legs I return to writing. Sorry for the wait you guys. Now, I shall write the latest chapter for 'It Can Happen to a Player.' Love you all.