I tapped my foot to the beat of the music – the very catchy and amazing music ever. I finally spotted my bag and grinned. Quickly dodging young children and adults, I made my way to the luggage claim and grabbed my bag. After going through another painfully long process, I was finally out in the open, breathing in the air of Japan. I pulled out my phone – which I had just gotten not two months before – and looked at the email from my teacher. We were meeting in front of the airport. I shrugged and looked up. I spotted some of the other students from my school, and approached them, sighing.
"Katie!"
I covered my ears and then was pushed gently as my friend jumped on me. I grinned and laughed. "Don't act like a fool. You're going to scare the children." I motioned to a few kids who had been brave enough to come and look at the foreign students. They looked at me and one of them grinned a large, toothless grin. I smiled back, even though I really don't like my smile. They all shrieked and ran away, but the one lingered. He waved before running with them. I chuckled and turned to my friend who was sucked into the milieu.
"Emma, stop standing in the middle of the walkway." I teased and pulled my friend to the side. She gasped and bowed in apology to an irritated group of citizens. I took this time to look around myself. Japan was beautiful. There were shops and people and cars and… I just loved the place! I was getting giddy and I let out a giggle as my eye caught a store of some sort. It was farther down the road, so I squinted to read the sign. It looked like it said "Entertainment." I really wanted to go buy music and movies and books as souvenirs for my twin sister, but it was a voice that pulled me back to the group.
"Okay! We all know our groups! We're going to go find the bus, which is down the street. That will be in ten minutes. If you'd like to look around, then please stay on this street. Meet back here in seven minutes, okay?" Everyone nodded and Mrs. Randall smiled. "Okay. Go explore. Just, stay in a group of two at least. Be back in seven minutes!" She yelled over the moving crowd of students.
"It's too bad that Jayda and John couldn't come." Emma pouted as she looked around, hooking her arm in mine.
I smiled. "They'll get another chance… at least, I hope they will." I mumbled, and then my eye caught the entertainment store again. I smiled. "Let's go there!" I said, and dragged Emma with me before she could protest.
"Oh, Katie! Look! It's the newest Kuroshitsuji manga!" Emma squealed and I instantly ripped my eyes away from the selection of Yaoi mangas.
I grinned and picked up a copy. "Wow! It's brand new." I said and examined the cover, and then I looked at Emma. I had just met her that year. I had at least six classes with her. We were still just freshmen, but she was another close friend of mine. Of course there was Macayla, who was my one and only best friend, but if I didn't have Macayla, Emma would have the spot. She knew all of my deepest darkest secrets, and I knew hers.
She was my height, maybe even shorter. She had long dirty-blonde hair – which I really wanted but knew I could never have. She had bright golden-brown eyes and a large, perfect smile. She was tan and skinny and… I just yearned to be her sometimes. She was so beautiful and I… wasn't. I was short – five foot seven to be exact – with chest-length auburn hair and hazel eyes. I wasn't very tan, but then again, nobody in my family is really tan. I wasn't skinny, well; I wasn't as skinny as Emma. I had lost weight since the beginning of the school year again, and I was actually pretty skinny.
As I was staring off into space, I snapped myself out of my thinking and shivered. It was then that I noticed what my eyes were laying on. I gasped and squealed skipping over. Emma frowned and followed me. "What is-? Oh, Kamijo. Katie, I think you're too obsessed with that man." She said as she plucked one of his new albums off the stand.
I gasped and looked at her with wide eyes. "At least I admit I'm obsessed. He's perfect! Plus, he's… he's perfect okay?"
Emma rolled her eyes. "Grab what you want. We only have eight minutes left."
I sighed and waited behind the long line of people. I looked at my watch and frowned. "We won't have enough time! What is taking them so long?" I grumbled and looked at Emma who had a large stack of my Yaoi mangas. I smiled sheepishly. "Sorry I made you carry those." I said and chuckled.
Emma smiled. "As long as I get to read them with you."
We both erupted in a fit of laughter, and then I sighed and pulled my phone out. "I'm going to text Mrs. Randall and tell her we'll be late. Plus, I bet she won't mind." I shrugged and sent her a text. After moving up four steps in line I got her reply. I smiled. "She said to just meet her at the hotel and gave me the address. Sweet!"
Emma got waved down by one of the workers and she looked at me. "I'll be right back." I nodded and watched her until she was out of sight, then sighed. I looked at the album, and then flipped it over, looking at the song names. I grinned. It was strange to think that a year ago I had found out who Kamijo was and instantly fell in love, not only with his voice, but him. It was sad to admit that I was in love with an idol, especially one from a different country than my own.
A moment later someone poked my side and I squeaked, looking at the source of the poking. Emma giggled and held up the sack. "I bought your manga."
I gaped at her. "What?! But I'm still in line! Emma! You should have taken me with you!"
Emma shrugged. "I don't know why they chose me out of all these people, but I guess you'll just have to wait, unless you don't want to buy the CD?"
Emma grinned and I flushed. "No! Absolutely not! This may be the only time I can buy anything Kamijo!"
Emma sighed and waved her hand around. "Fine. I'll wait with you."
I kept my eyes on the album the whole time we moved, my eyes glued to the beautiful face of Kamijo. I blushed and then noticed I was at the register. I sneered and set the album on the counter then pushed it over. I instantly switched my language to Japanese. "Hey! I've been waiting in line for over twenty minutes! My friend even got her stuff before-." I looked up and my eyes grew wide. I was speechless. It… it couldn't be true?
The man stared up at me with wide, beautiful blue eyes, even though the blue was fake. His hair was dyed a blonde, still that wonderful blonde. I blushed. "O-Oh my… I'm so sorry! I… I didn't realize-!" I hesitated then bowed a low bow. "I apologize for that. Please forgive me Kamijo." I was shaking of excitement and fear. I risked a glance at the man. Kamijo was still staring at me with wide eyes, then his lips twitched and he grinned, breaking out into a laugh.
His laugh was like the heavens. It was so, mesmerizing. I smiled and stood up straight. After his laughter ceased, I bit my lip. "Again, I apologize. I didn't understand you would be here today. I'm a huge fan, by the way. I just got here from America." I admitted.
Kamijo smiled and nodded. "Well then, I hope you like Japan so far?" He asked.
I nodded. "Oh, absolutely. I've always wanted to come to Japan. It's always been on my bucket list."
Kamijo nodded, his smile still bright. "I see. Well, I accept your apology. Now, have you purchased this yet? Or are you going to purchase it after I sign it?"
I blushed. "I was waiting all this time to buy it, so after you… sign it…"
Kamijo nodded. "Well then, this CD will be my treat." He winked. "Don't worry about buying it." He looked at the shop clerk who nodded and smiled.
"Okay." The shop clerk scribbled something on a notepad and nodded at Kamijo, who at this point was writing in the album.
"What's your name princess?"
I blushed and stammered. "K-Katie. My name is Katie." I smiled shyly. It was then that I noticed Emma was standing next to me, acting completely normal. I glared at her and she frowned, and then stuck out her tongue. I rolled my eyes, and then looked at Kamijo's hand moving against the album.
After a moment, he closed the album and smiled at me, handing it to me. "Here you are Katie. It was a pleasure meeting you. Would you like a picture?"
I grinned. "May I?"
He nodded and chuckled. "Of course. Do you have a camera or phone?"
I nodded and quickly slid my phone out, handing it to Emma. "My friend can take it, if that's okay with you?"
Kamijo nodded and stood. "Of course." He stepped around and smiled at how much shorter I was then him, then put his hand on my back and looked at the camera. I followed his gaze and slid my arm to his back. Three heartbeats later, a flash showed and Emma nodded.
"Wow! The picture is so perfect!" I squealed and danced.
Emma rolled her eyes. "Stop dancing. You'll scare the children."
She smirked and I looked at her with narrow eyes. I laughed. "Oh be quiet!"
She laughed. "So, what was it like finally meeting your idol?"
I blushed and spoke automatically. "He smelled like the Pillsbury Doughboy's butthole."
Emma erupted in laughter and held her stomach. "No! Stop! It hurts!" After a moment, she calmed down and wiped away tears. "The Pillsbury Doughboy's butthole? I wouldn't have thought of that."
I blushed. "Oh be quiet! I just said what first came to mind…"
Emma giggled and patted my back. "Well, that's a very good observation then Katie. Now, let's hurry and go to the hotel before we miss dinner, okay?"
I chuckled and shook my head, putting my arm around her shoulders. "Sure!"
