It was the sudden change in atmosphere that alerted Ren of her presence.
LME was a business typically bursting with energy and closely familiar to eccentricity- what with a cosplaying president and various talents and performers wandering the halls at all hours. Needless to say it took something completely unusual to cause the employees of LME to stop in their tracks. LME was home to many characters so a gothic/bad-girl/biker wouldn't have been much to blink an eye at, but this girl-
Ren had to do his best not to let the pride he felt come across his features.
Kyoko had come to LME as Setsu in all her unrestrained glory and Ren marveled at how the girl's aura filled the lobby. It wasn't her platinum and pink ombre hair or her leather-and-chains get-up that caused people to clear a path. The dark and unconventional make up that accentuated her cold apathetic expression did nothing to avert the gazes of some of the bolder male staff. While her physical appearance did some of the work, Ren couldn't deny the essence she held as she sauntered her way to where he stood waiting for an elevator. She was danger, mystery and allure personified into one captivating package.
Setsu's gait was languid and her gaze insipid as people rushed from her path. Ren watched as she neared, her eyes sharpening on him with vague interest as the elevator opened behind him. Casting the young woman a polite smile he stood in the lift's threshold and waited for her. Despite this, Setsu continued her relaxed pace with a put-upon sigh as if hurrying for the sake of social etiquette was too much of a bother to deal with. Regardless, Ren waited patiently for her, watching as those who had been waiting for the elevator with him scurry out of her way with remarks about waiting for the next lift.
When she stopped before him, one hand resting on her up-turned hip, Ren gestured to the empty elevator.
"After you." He offered politely. Setsu stared up at him with contempt before rolling her eyes, turning up her nose and walking past him. Ren watched as she settled against the back of the elevator, bringing her right foot up to rest against the wall and her hands tucked into the elevator's rail. She looked up at him with a goading glare, as if challenging him to take the ride up with her.
Without a thought, Ren stepped into the elevator.
It took every ounce of willpower not to chuckle from the fearful gasps and frantic whispering of those watching.
He stood before the button panel and gestured to them.
"Your floor?" He asked, turning to the young woman. Setsu sneered at him as if he were ridiculously stupid for asking. Ren nodded.
"Of course." He replied with a polite laugh as he pressed the button for the president's personal floor. He settled himself besides the leather-clad girl as the elevator doors shut on the worried and curious faces peering in from the lobby.
"I didn't realize it was about that time." Ren stated conversationally. Beside him, the young woman scoffed.
"Why else would I bother coming around if it wasn't that time, Tsuruga?" She hissed, glaring up at him from the corner of her eyes. Ren gave her a winsome smile.
"Perhaps a social call?" Ren supplied playfully. Setsu's glare deepened. "A lunch date perhaps?"
"There's only one person I'd call on for a lunch date." Setsu replied curtly, as she turned away from him. Ren watched in amusement as the young woman's cool persona began to crack.
"Ah. Right. Cain-san..." Ren stated. "You're brother."
"Nn." Setsu agreed as she gave a curt nod. Her eyes, once cold and apathetic, were now warm and focused on the floor before her. Her hands had come free from the rail and were now playing with a chain from her corset. The dangerous beauty before him was slowly falling away into a self conscious girl and despite himself, Ren couldn't help but find her sudden shyness charming.
As if sensing her facade falling away, Setsu straightened with a hand at her hip and her chin in the air as she glared up at him.
"What, Tsuruga?" She spat. "Do you have a problem with Nii-san?"
"No, I have no problem with your brother." Ren replied as he smiled down at the young girl glaring up at him.
"You better not." Setsu warned.
"I honestly have no problem with your brother."
Setsu glared, appraising the actor for a moment before nodding in satisfaction.
"However," Ren suddenly added. "if you keep making faces like you've been making, it's no wonder Cain-san wants to keep you all to himself." Ren sigh as he crossed his arms. "He'd have to fight tooth and nail to keep all the other men away from you."
The way Setsu's eyes widened in surprise as her cheeks flushed did not go unnoticed by Ren.
"Nii-san can keep me to himself as much as he wants." Setsu stated, her elated tone at odds with the careless delivery of her words. "I don't need other men when I have Nii-san..."
"I'm sure Cain-san can say the same about other women with a little sister like you." Ren replied with a smile to the younger girl. At his words, a fresh blush came over Setsu's face as her hands came up to fiddle with the ends of her hair.
The two were quiet for a while as the elevator stopped on a few floors where potential riders caught sight of the dangerous beauty and felt it much more beneficial to wait for the second lift.
After a few floors of uninterrupted ascent, Setsu turned hesitantly to Ren.
"I can't wait to see Nii-san..." Setsu stated, gazing up at the older man hopefully.
"We're almost there." Ren informed her gently as he glanced at the flashing numbers above the button panel. They were a few stories away from the President's floor. "Not much longer until you're back with your brother."
"I want to see Nii-san now..." Setsu pouted as she dropped her hands to her sides in little fists. Ren stared down at the girl, attitude flowing from her despite her petulant glare. "I want my Nii-san!"
Ren frowned down at her.
"Is that really how you want your brother to find you? Demanding things from another man?" Ren scolded lightly as he stood to his full height to stare down the young girl before him. He saw a flash of something in Setsu's eyes as she smirked up at him.
"If my beloved Nii-san isn't around I'll just have to make due with whoever is, won't I?" Setsu replied coquettishly, stepping up to Ren. Giving him a conspiratorial smile, Setsu slowly reached out and smoothed a hand down Ren's arm. "It's a good thing you and my nii-san are the same height."
Ren watched passively as the conniving girl stepped closer to him to run her hands up and down his arms.
"Nii-san is much cuter than you though." She sighed forlornly as her hands smoothed invisible wrinkles from his shoulders. "He doesn't wear such stodgy suits."
Setsu's hand snaked beneath Ren's lapels and her hands smooth themselves up, over and down his shoulders and arms, effectively taking off the suit's jacket.
"I happened to like this suit." Ren stated half-heartedly as he watched his jacket fall to the elevator floor.
"Nii-san's hair is done much more stylishly too..." Setsu continued, oblivious to Ren's remark as she brought her hands up and ran them through Ren's hair, raking her nails gently over his scalp. With each pass of her hands, Ren slowly felt his resistance faltering. With a sigh, Ren leaned his head forward, pressing his forehead to Setsu's as she continued her ministrations.
"You're messing up my hair." He sighed tepidly.
"I'm styling it like Nii-san's." Setsu replied, her fingers massaging his scalp and neck.
"He looks like he has eternal bed head." Ren mocked weakly as his head lolled onto Setsu's shoulder.
"It's sexy." Setsu purred into his ear.
Just then, the elevator doors opened revealing a group of interns.
"Uh..."
"It seems we have company." Setsu smiled coyly at the interns over her shoulder as she played with the dark tendrils of hair tickling her ear. A soft growl resonated in the elevator causing the interns to jump and huddle together in fear.
"This elevator's taken." A deep rumble of a voice announced as a dark aura seeped from the dangerous looking pair.
"W-w-w-we'll just ca-catch the next one." An intern supplied, shuddering against her cohort.
"Of course you will."
The actor in the elevator glared through his dark hair as he stood to his full terrifying height. His arms wrapped themselves around the girl in front of him as he dragged her to his chest, his hands curling over her shoulders and hips possessively as his eyes burned threateningly into every male intern before him. In an agonizing eternity, the elevator doors finally shut them away.
No sooner had the pair disappeared did the fragile group of interns begin weeping in fear.
"What was that?!" One of them cried.
"I hope they aren't new hires! President should know better than to hire such- such- people!" Another screeched.
"They were demons I tell you! Demons!"
"That girl was super sexy though." One intern confessed. "But that guy! He couldn't be human!"
In the elevator, the rants of the interns were slowly lost as it once again began its ascent. Setsu, practically euphoric, clung to her brother.
"There you are." She said blissfully as she wrapped her fingers in her beloved brother's shirt. She sighed in contentment as Cain loosened his tie and untucked his shirt, one arm still wrapped possessively around her middle.
"Here I am, you underhanded brat." He growled flatly. "You should know better than to use other men to get to me."
"But if I didn't use Tsugura, how was I supposed to find you sooner, Nii-san?" Setsu pouted as she snuggled her face into her brother's chest. "I missed you."
A finger flicked her in the forehead and she let out a defenseless yelp as a hand flew to the afflicted area.
"Stop doing such cute things to other people before I lock you away." Cain warned as he pinched Setsu's exposed cheek, causing her to yelp once more in pain and surprise. "I don't want you showing such cute expressions to that guy."
"Tsuruga?" Setsu asked as she fought against her brother's assault on her face.
"Especially Tsuruga." Cain growled as he clung to his sister as she nursed her abused face. "That guy acts proper, but he's still a man. He won't be able to help himself if you kept acting the way you did with him."
For a split second Cain could have sworn he saw his sister turn into someone else- someone far more innocent and honest as she cast him an incredulous look.
"Tsuruga's a playboy Nii-san." She told him bitterly. "He could practically be a womanizer."
Cain groaned.
"A man is still a man is still a man." He reasoned. "No matter what type of man he is, he is still a man and susceptible to cute things."
He gave the girl in his arms a squeeze as he stroked her hair gently.
"And you are an incredibly cute thing..."
A/N: I continue? I really wanna see what I can do with Cain-dressed as Ren... IDK. We'll see haha