The Life of an Actress
Chapter 1- Explosions and Imperfections.
*Author's Note: This is a sequel to the story "Of Actresses and the Rich." Evidently, I promised this sequel a while back, as a reader alerted me. I don't remember promising anything of the sort, but hey, you guys are the readers. You're why I get paid. Just kidding, I don't get paid. Damn.
Kyoya's POV
BAM!
An explosion shakes the room. The hosts and I take off running down to the chem lab on the first floor. Lucky the club hasn't started yet or this would not be a great thing to be doing. Once we make it there, Hikaru throws open the door and we run into a room full of smoke. As soon as the door opened, smoke started pouring out so we are starting to be able to see who was behind the explosion. When the smoke clears, surprise surprise, there stands Mizuki Wanakano, the most recent member of the host club, with her hair on fire.
Hikaru's POV
"Holy crap!" I yell, grabbing for the fire extinguisher. I take it and turn the spray on her, dousing her with the extinguishing foam.
"Thanks." she says, spitting foam.
"WHAT HAPPENED MIZU?" Tamaki shrieks, running to her and holding her against him.
"I mixed some chemicals and it created an explosion. Which kind of caught some stuff on fire." she explains as I pull her from Tamaki and into my arms. Comforting her is my job.
"Well we need to get you cleaned up and ready for the club. We're getting ready to start. Your costume today is a doll." Kyoya says, motioning to the rest of the hosts and I, dressed as toy soldiers.
"We'll help you get ready." Kauru says, taking her hand and pulling both of us through the smoldering mess and back to the club room.
"Hey, I forgot part of Haruhi's costume in the classroom. You help her Hikaru, I'll go get it." Kauru says, shoving us into the dressing rooms.
"Could he be any more obvious?" Mizu asks, staring up at me with those big green eyes.
"He means well." I say, wrapping my arms around her, "Now, can you get your costume on okay, or do I need to help you with that as well as your makeup and hair." I smirk.
"Why, you dirty pervert. No, I don't need your help. I got it." She says, smirking back at me and pulling away to go change.
"I'm not a pervert! Well, I wasn't before I met you. You make it so difficult." I say, grinning at her.
"Whatever. Will you go ahead and get the makeup and stuff ready please? I don't take that long to change." She says from behind the curtain.
"Oh fine." I grumble, messing among the bottles and tubes on the table.
Mizuki's POV
As I undress I hear the door open and close.
"Kyoya-senpai, Mizu is getting ready. Do you need something?" I hear Hikaru say, shuffling things on the dressing table.
"I want you to stay away from her." I hear Kyoya say.
"This again? She is my girlfriend. She chose me. Get over it." Hikaru growls, rather cruelly I think.
"As I have said before, this situation is not final. I will win her. She will be mine." Kyoya says, a smirk in his voice.
"Hey!" I shout, yanking back the curtain, stepping out in my tights and my slip. I glare at Hikaru as his eyes rove my body and then I spin to face Kyoya, who is also looking me over.
"Stop that. I'm with Hikaru. That's the end. There is nothing you can do, Kyoya." I say, crossing my arms over my chest.
"Oh, isn't there?" he asks, smiling evilly.
"No, there isn't." I say firmly, getting right in his face, "You cannot win me, I will not be yours. End of story."
"Fine. I will leave well enough alone. For now." He growls, glaring daggers at Hikaru.
He leaves and I sigh. Hikaru grabs me and breathes heavily into my hair.
"If you don't get dressed right now, I am either going to make out with you for the rest of time, or you are going to give me cardiac arrest." He whispers hoarsely.
"Cardiac arrest? You really said cardiac arrest? Lemme go, I'm going to get dressed." I say, smirking.
He reluctantly slides his arms away from me and I go back into the stall and pull on my Lolita-like dress and my platform Mary-Janes. I walk out and sit at the table. Hikaru starts putting on my makeup while I brush my hair. Once my makeup is done, he starts pulling my hair up into high pigtails and teases them up big. After combing them over a bit, I'm ready. I stand up and he fixes his hat, then we walk out and take out positions, him beside Kauru and me sitting on the arm of Tamaki's armchair. At four on the dot, the doors swing open to reveal squealing girls and boys in awe. Needless to say, the boys are there for me.
"Welcome." We say, smiling at the crowd.
Hikaru's POV
It boils my blood to see her surrounded by those guys. Kauru elbows me and I turn back to the girls in front of us. But my mind is not with them. It wanders back to Mizu, her beautiful ocean colored eyes, her soft, delicate hands, her ironically doll-like body. But then I think of Kyoya, holding her tightly. I slam my hands down on the table and stand up. I spin around and stalk over to Mizu, who's table backed up to Kyoya's.
"Yes, Hikaru?" she asked, puzzled looking.
I yank her up and pull her outside the club room with me. Slamming the door behind me, I turn around and hug her tightly.
"Hikaru, what's going on?" Mizu asks, trying to push away from me.
"Just let me hold you for a minute. It's my job. Please?" I ask, burying my face in her hair.
"Okay." She says, wrapping her arms around me, "okay."
Sooooooooooooooooo. That was the first chapter. I've never done a sequel before. I always just spark a new idea. But I think I'm doing good. There's no real point to this so far though, so someone please give me some direction. I'm open to criticism and comments, thanks!