Prologue:

She stared out the window as the rain poured down. It had been a long flight to Tokyo and now she was sitting in a taxicab on her way to a house she had never been nor ever heard of. In her hand was a rumpled envelope that she had opened several times since she had received it. Sitting below her was the only suitcase she had brought with her. As the rain continued to fall she sighed heavily as the cab pulled outside a large gate bearing a family name she had not seen in her entire lifetime. The name was Minazawa.

Authors Note: Just another story that kept surfacing in my head. The summary had to be shortened so here is the original.

Luci Minazawa a gifted pianist and ballet dancer has been on her own since her mother passed away and survives only by the support of a father she has never met. When he suddenly dies she is thrust into a world of Japanese culture, wealth, and family history. All of a sudden she is surrounded by so many men in her life including an older brother she never knew she had. This is her story.