(N/a: Hi there!
I'm sorry about future mistakes, mainly in the army part, cause I know nothing about it and I'm guiding in the USA army things... I guess I need to say that I'm not American... :D
Haha...
I hope you have fun (if someone reads this), I'm just doing this for fun and because I have this crazy idea going on.
Oh, the image above is the logo of Y/n coffee shop, "Blue Moon", made by me.
So here we go!)~•Flashback•~
Y/n age: 7 years old.
"Dad, look, look, I got it! I got it!"
The happy sounds of a little kid can be heard all around the big house.
Little Y/n was happily jumping around her dad, wanting to show him, her little accomplishment, a toy arrow in the centre of a big target, some meters away from them.
The man, chuckle at the happy little girl, his little girl. He was proud that his precious daughter wanted to train and become like him. He was proud to be her hero.
The man always wanted that his little girl could be happy, even if he knew the difficulties of his job. The job his daughter wanted to have.
"That's amazing, my little moon! Soon enough you will be better than me!", he smiled, while petting his daughter Little head.
The little girl looks at her father with shining eyes, full of hope and dreams and a big grin on her face, "do you, really, think so?? Do you think I can be a strong soldier like you??".
"I'm sure of it, Little moon!", Her dad replies with a big proud smile of his.
That just earns a big hug of the little girl, oh, how lucky she felt that her dad was there, with her and how good of a dad he was.
"You two, my braves soldiers! Come here, it's time to eat.", the voice of women could be heard coming from the house, probably the balcony of the kitchen.
" Let's go, dear or your mom will punish both of us by cleaning the whole house...again.", the older of them said feeling a chill run over his back, remembering how his wife was scary, when angry.
"Okay!"
Then both proceed to enter the house to eat lunch. And, one more time the house becomes lively with all the laughs and happy atmosphere. Truly, a happy family.
Eating their meal in between laughter and in playfully moments, the happy family shared future happy memories.
The father of the little girl, with his (h/c) locks and green eyes, admired with a smile his family. How the cute Little (h/c) girl, with her shining (e/c) eyes, was telling her mother what she had learned today.
He admired the sun reflecting his wife red coloured hair and her (e/c) eyes. To his eyes, she was the most beautiful woman he have ever seen. He truly was happy.•~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~•
~•End of flashback•~
Memories come to your mind, while you observe a happy family passing by you in the street. A small smile can be seen on your face. No, You shake your head, no, now it's not the time to be distracted by memories of the past. You have a shop to open, you have clients to attend.
Oh, and how could you forget! You have a meeting to go to. But, you still have a lot of time before going to do that.
Focusing your attention on the front door of your coffee shop, you turn around the small sin to open after unlocking the door and stepping inside.
Letting the door close, without locking it, you step further inside. You go through the tables and the chairs resting in them, coming closer and closer to the balcony to let your things down before preparing everything for the clients.
After some time, the coffee shop is prepared to receive clients. Well, in time too, as the first one of the day comes inside, their presence being alerted by the small bell up the door.
"Hello, welcome to the Moon cafe! What can I help you with?", you ask with a business yet kind smile...
~•Time skip•~
The time of closing your shop arrived, and now you need to go to the meeting. To be honest, you weren't exactly looking for it, in your opinion, it would be just boring listening to all that old people arguing and all the papers to take care of.
Oh, how you disliked the office work you had to do...yet not all was about training and going on missions. You had the responsibilities that come with your job and you needed to accomplish with them, cause of their importance.
......
...........Soon enough, you are in front of the tall building, where the meeting was to be held.
Passing by the security, you walked till a huge door guarded by two soldiers come into view.
The soldiers that guarded the door of the meeting room, performed continence to you, before opening the doors for you to enter.
You say a small thank you to them as you pass by them.
The doors soon, close behind you. Now you can't say that you can't come or leave before the old man is finished.The man that is your commander, is a man already in his last 50th year's. With his white short hair, a silver monocle and his silver eyes were sitting in his chair, in the head of a long table, watching as you walked to him with a bored expression.
He was like a father to you, you cared for him as much he cared for you. And, maybe, because of that you always seemed a brat, with a childlike personality in front of him.
He laughed at your expression as you sighed and sat down in a chair by his right side.
"I know you don't like meetings like this one, with all of that old elders, but this one is actually to be interesting to you, it involves a mission I will give you control of.", he said with a kind smile, yet his voice was firm and serious.
"Well, I guess I will just know more when that old bags of bones are here."
"WHO ARE YOU CALLING THAT, HUH?", a male old voice yells at you, as soon the owner steps inside of the room.
"Oh, one of them just came in.", you said with a blank face, before glancing at the elder with a grey air and a moustache of the same colour. His black eyes glared at your soul.
Your commander just sweatdropped at you two.
Just a normal thing between you all................
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