Shooting Stars
by ^death^ Himura
Notes: This is AU for those of you who might be too narrow-minded to accept any thing/fic/ides otherwise. Characters and songs belong to their respective owners.
Prologue: A star is born...
"I can't believe it!"
"Neither can I!"
"He's coming here!"
"Kami-sama, it's so exciting."
"Yeah, having a pop-star coming to our area."
"This is so cool."
"I love his songs, they're so meaningful and yet catchy."
"Yeah, beats all those boy-bands too."
"He's so cool!"
"He's so nice!"
"Handsome!"
"Dashing!"
"Maybe he'll propose to me."
"Why you?"
"I've got a hunch he might."
"Don't get your hopes up too high." And the voices filled the meeting room. The solitary figure leaning against the wall sighed. Arms folded and tucked beneath her breasts, her elbow-length hair tucked inside the cap she wore, Makimachi Misao rolled her eyes.
"Sodding hell... this much excitement for another one of those pretty boys. Like there wasn't enough flooding our shores." She muttered under her breath. Bluish-green eyes hiding behind the tinted shades she wore, she surveyed the room.
"It really isn't that bad you know. They say he's personality is at *least* much better than the rest." Said the voice in her ear. Misao gave a contemptuous snort. Trust Shiro to try and lighten things.
"Yeah right. How long is he gonna take anyway? You said he was better, he seems to have a punctuality problem just like the rest of them." She growled through gritted teeth. There was a light chuckle from the voice in her ear piece.
"I said he was *slightly* better. That didn't mean he was downright humble from hair to toenail." She rolled her eyes again. "I got news from Kuro that his plane hasn't landed yet. Air traffic these days. Tsk tsk tsk."
"Feh... whatever... another excuse. Bet Okon and Omasu are stalling so that they can get their share of him." She could almost *hear* Shiro raising his eyebrow at her remark.
"Jealous Misao?" She gave a sarcastic laugh. Jealous? Her? That was the last emotion she was experiencing right now. Twenty-three year old Makimachi Misao was a hired security specialist. A former commando in the Japan military until an accident. Until then, she had been filling her time with taking odd jobs as bodyguards for important people. But since most ministers were keen on staying where they were, she was forced to play nanny for mostly ill-bred pop-stars who had let fame get to their head.
"Oh yeah... I'm so jealous they're having a whale of a time not waiting for some stuck-up punk-a$$ed moron dressed up like that Duo Maxwell. Where the f*ck is he anyway?" Duo Maxwell was supposed to be taking over her job in the waiting room. But apparently, he had vanished to some honey-mooning with his gay boyfriend in the Bahamas.
"Still ain't back from his honeymoon."
"Feh."
"Okay, I got a call from Kuro, he's on his way."
"Damn right he is. Gawd... you owe me one Shiro. It's so f*cking hot in here."
"You're vocabulary has earned a few colours. Pray, do tell, who was your teacher?"
"My cousin."
"Sagara? Sagara Sanosuke? Hokkaido's leading lawyer?"
"Duh... anybody else by the name of Sagara or Sanosuke?"
"Heh... didn't think he was fluent in the language of the... uncivilised."
"Feh... uncivilised. Like you're any better. I'll have you know, my cousin was a triad boss *before* he became a lawyer."
"Got tired of extorting lunch money from people?" She laughed.
"No... he wanted to *legally* insult them. Whatever he meant by that. Anyway, you owe me and hat's that. Don't expect to even *see* my face after today. I plan to take a long-delayed vacation myself."
"Dropping hints as to where you would be?"
"In your dreams buddy."
"Then I'll be sure to put my psychic on speed-dial." Misao stifled herself from laughing aloud. The room had suddenly quietened down. She figure the hotshot was finally here.
"Alright Shiro, I'll ring you after I send him to the hotel. Ja."
"Dewa mata." And the line was severed.
Author's Notes: A few explanations just in case you don't get it. Aoshi is a singer. Yes yes... I know it's sooo OOC but hey, I did warn you this was AU. So there. Aoshi is a singer, Misao is his bodyguard and as she seems to believe, for a short while. But we all know that isn't going to happen. Then again... is it?