White Lilies
by Artemis
Background: The inner Senshi are all in college and the final battle is over.
Everything is fine and dandy.....don't I love this setting?
Part One - There She Was, Just a Walking Down the Street.....
There I was, just walking down the street (no, I wasn't singing
doo-wa-doo-wa-doo-wa-dum-di-di-dum), when a young man came up to me. I
groaned.....not again.....but he was different.
"Excuse me, but I'm from Yazawa, Inc. Would you like to model for us?" he asked
in a pleasant tone, not forceful or anything.
"Model?" I shouted, bewildered. "Modeling as in.....for real?"
"Well, I'm not sure about the future, but for our winter collection. You'd be
the perfect image," the man smiled sweetly.
"Well....." I stuttered.
"Here's my card, please be in touch," he smiled, handing me his card. "By the
way, my name is Yazawa Takaomi."
"Hino Rei!" I blurted out. "I will be in touch!"
He chuckled to himself and walked away, down the street. I stood there
flabbergasted for a minute or two. I had just been scouted as a model? What
would everybody say? But what a nice man that Yazawa-san was.
"Scouted?" they shouted at me.
"Oh, yes, of course!" I replied in a boasting tone, flicking my raven black hair
behind my shoulders. "I was just walking down the street."
"Rei!!!!! How could you do that!!!" Mina wailed. "I wanna be scouted too!!!"
"You have to have the flawless beauty like me," I sighed. "It's tough.....I
don't know what to say about it."
"Stop boasting and tell us what your going to do!" Usagi-chan frowned.
"You should go for it while you can," Mako-chan smiled supportively. "We are
free to do whatever we want now."
"Oh, I know, but grandpa and Yuuichiro and everybody....." I sighed.
"Stuff them! Or I'll swap!" Mina shouted.
I wandered around my room with the card in the middle of the floor. To call or
not? Yes or no? Maybe? That's not good enough. Well, it wasn't forever. It was
only the winter collection. Besides, what was there to lose? I picked up the
phone and dialed. The tone rang for a couple of times, then it was picked up.
"Yazawa, Inc. How may I help you?" a female secretary's voice spoke
automatically.
"May I please speak to Yazawa Takaomi-san?" I asked nervously.
"Have you booked in an appointment?" the female voice asked.
"No," I answered.
"I'm sorry, but Yazawa-san is busy at the moment and unable to take your call,"
the female voice rejected me.
"Wait!" I shouted. "My name is Hino Rei. Yazawa-san scouted me this morning and
he said to call!"
"One moment please," the female voice replied.
I was put on hold. The music became irritating and it took forever until I was
switched to Yazawa-san.
"Hello, Takaomi," a familiar male voice answered.
"Hello? This is Hino Rei," I spoke nervously.
"Ah, the beautiful girl with raven black hair?" he answered happily. I blushed.
"Please, don't compliment me.....I'm already very nervous," I mumbled.
"So?" he asked hopefully.
"Yes, I'd love to," I told him.
"Excellent. Can you drop by tomorrow afternoon?" he asked.
"Sh-sh-sh-sure," I stuttered. "Gladly!"
"Great, see you then," he said, then hung up.
I sighed a deep sigh as I hung up. I had done it. There was no turning back now.
Well, not really.....
I stood outside the tall, gray building. Yazawa, Inc., it read. I drew in a deep
breath and pushed the clear, glass door open. I walked in to the reception area.
"May I help you?" the familiar female voice asked. I nodded.
"I'm here to see Yazawa Takaomi-san," I told the lady.
"One moment please," she smiled. "Your name?"
"Hino Rei," I replied.
The lady phoned Yazawa-san and told me to sit down. So I sat. I didn't wait long
until I heard the elevator opened and out walked Yazawa-san. With a few others
too. I stood up to greet him.
"Hello, Rei, if you don't mind me calling you Rei," he smiled.
"I'm so glad to be here Yazawa-san," I smiled.
"Please, Takaomi is fine," he nodded. "These people are here to take a look at
you, but don't be shy. Models are beautiful, but never shy."
I smiled.
"Okay."
He introduced me. They were mostly managers and directors of modeling agencies.
We walked upstairs to a huge conference room first, to get some of the paperwork
done.
After that, Takaomi-san showed me to the studio for some test shots. I was so
nervous, unlike my usual self. There were many pretty young girls doing shoots
when we walked around. They were all so professional!
"Don't be so nervous, Rei," Takaomi-san laughed.
"I'm sorry!" I sighed. "I can't get used to this with so many people watching!"
The manager people all looked a bit pissed off, that I was wasting time, I
guess.
"Don't worry about other people, Rei," Takaomi-san smiled. "If you want, close
your eyes!"
"That's silly Takaomi-san..." I mumbled.
But I did it anyway. I tried to shut out all the noise and all the talking
around me. Suddenly, I was calm and at ease. I guess it was a form of
meditation. I opened my eyes and I was fine now. I was in control.
"I'm ready, Takaomi-san," I smiled confidently. "What do I do?"
"No san, please," he laughed. "And do anything you want."
He then called up a young girl and introduced her to me. Her name was Ootsuka
Akiko. Her 'show' name was Ana (pronounced Aahna).
"Hello, Rei! I hope we can be good friends," Akiko giggled. "Nice to meet you!
Please call me Aki!"
Her girliness scared me.....actually, I hated it. She giggled and squealed and
laughed all cutesy. I shuddered.
"She's your co-model for the winter Yazawa collection," Takaomi explained. "If
you want, you can look through her wardrobe for these tests and choose
something."
"Great!" I shouted.
"Come on, Rei!" Aki smiled sweetly. "I'll help!"
I was dragged off by Aki and when we got to her make up room, she totally
changed.....as I assumed.
"Ugh, I can't believe Takaomi chose you.....he picked you off the streets didn't
he? He has a soft spot for black haired girls, so don't think you're special,"
she scoffed.
"Are you jealous because you have blonde hair?" I asked her.
"Of course not! I'm proud of my hair color! Anyway, it's not just blonde, it's
strawberry blonde, okay?" she told me. I shrugged it off, but nodded.
"So, let's see what you can wear....." she murmured while looking through a
rack. "I think you won't fit in any of my clothes. You're too fat!"
"Are you trying to make me angry?" I asked.
"Why would I? I'm just making you annoyed because you'll never ever be a
regular, okay?" she smiled in contempt. "You're just a replacement for my real
co-model, Sachiko. She had an accident, so she's away for the winter collection.
Takaomi didn't see anything in you, because I'm the main event!"
"Whatever....." I muttered.
"How about this one?" Aki suggested, pulling out a red dress. I hated it.
"That's a horrible dress!" I complained.
"My, my, what a picky girl!" she giggled annoyingly. There was a knock on the
door. Aki flew at it. She opened the door and sure enough, it was Takaomi.
"Chosen yet?" he asked. "What's this? You must be joking.....this is a horrible
dress!"
"Oh, I know, but I don't think she'll fit into anything else," Aki giggled.
Takaomi stepped into the room and flicked through the rack. He found a suitable
one and grinned.
"Perfect!" he smiled and handed it to me. "Make sure you come out wearing that!"
He left and Aki scowled at me. She was staring in disbelief at the dress in my
hands. I looked at it and at first, it seemed like a normal formal, night going
dress, so I put it on. After I wore it, I realized it was a very tight fitting
and figure hugging dress complimenting my figure in every way.
There was a split up both sides which started from about mid thigh. The dress
itself wasn't bad, but it was so embarrassing to wear! It was almost see through
because it was white. The dress must've been made out of light material,
something like chiffon overlayed.
Aki was just all in a huff and angry because Takaomi had chosen such a dress for
me to wear. The neckline was too low for my comfort and the thin straps didn't
help either. Also, the back was gaping open and it plunged about the length of
my hair.
I walked out nervously with Aki close at my heels to repel Takaomi from me. When
I came back to the studio, the same managers looked at me differently, as if
impressed. I kept trying to hide behind something, but I was pulled out from
behind it. There was a long wolf whistle and Aki and I followed the direction of
the sound. Both our heads turned to Takaomi.
"My, my," he grinned. "I'd love to hire you forever!"
"But she's only Sachiko's replacement!" Aki whined. "She can't be scouted for
good!"
Takaomi ignored Aki and walked over to me. I wanted to run away. I hated this
dress in this situation.
"Aki, I think you should go. This is a test shoot. It's private," Takaomi turned
to Aki and said sternly. Aki grumbled, but left. Takaomi looked me up and down
and nodded in approval of his choice of dress. Come to think of it, I shouldn't
be nervous. What Aki said was partly right. I wasn't really anything special to
Takaomi, just another young girl model. That's right, why try and hide from him?
Or was I in the first place? I was confusing myself, so I just decided to get
the shoot over and done with.
"Great Rei, now look this way!" Takaomi shouted. I obediently did.
"Great! Now just move over a little, yep, okay! Now lean against that prop!" he
shouted again.
After the shoot was over, Takaomi praised me saying that I impressed the judging
managers with charm and beauty. I thanked him and walked off to get changed.
When I reached Aki's make up room, I heard voices.
"Oh, yeah, she's such a bitch!" I heard Aki giggling. "She took my favorite
dress just to impress Takaomi! You know? That white one!"
"Oh, God! Does she really think Takaomi likes her? He's like that to all the
girls!" another laughed.
"She must be stupid! Besides, she's only a replacement, isn't she?" another
scoffed.
I burst into the room and pretended not to have heard anything. I looked around
for my clothes and they weren't here.
"Oh, they were your clothes?" they giggled innocently. "We threw them in the
recycle bin. They were so old and such bad taste!"
I was about to walk out of the room when Aki stopped me.
"Where are you going? Go whine to Takaomi about us?" she sneered. "This is model
business girl."
"Why should I whine? You're the one who's talking behind my back," I told her
calmly. "Anyway, I'm not the whining type. I'm sure you'd know how annoying
whining sounds."
I walked out after that cool and calm rebuttal and headed for Takaomi's office.
"You won't get him, Rei!" Aki screamed. "You just wait!"
"Excuse me, Takaomi?" I asked, knocking on the door. He was sitting in his comfy
chair behind a desk. He looked up and smiled, beckoning for me to come in.
"What's the matter? Is Aki jealous again?" he chuckled.
"You know about her?" I asked in amazement. "And you don't do anything about
it?"
"Of course! She's a good girl deep down," he laughed. "Anyway, I'm just some
stupid little crush that she needs to get over." I nodded.
"So?" he asked. I sat down opposite him in front of the desk and told him.
"Uhhh, well I can't do anything about that," Takaomi apologized. "Unless you
want to wear nothing, but hey I wouldn't mind!"
"Can you not joke at a time like this?" I asked him seriously.
"Sorry," he smiled apologetically. "I can drive you home. Keep the dress for
today. Bring it back tomorrow or to my place if you want. Aki can be a pain."
"Your place?" I asked. He nodded. He wrote down his address and telephone number
and gave it to me. He stood up and stretched.
"Should we go? You'd better get home soon I guess," he smiled. I nodded.
Takaomi escorted me to his car. I sat down rigidly in his car as he drove me
home. I wasn't sure how I'd explain this to Yuuichiro or grandpa. When we
arrived at the temple, I thanked Takaomi and got out quickly.
"Tomorrow!" Takaomi shouted as he drove off. I waved and quickly ran inside the
temple.
Awaiting me was an unknown wall of doom, gloom, and a hint of excitement.
TO BE CONTINUED
by Artemis
Background: The inner Senshi are all in college and the final battle is over.
Everything is fine and dandy.....don't I love this setting?
Part One - There She Was, Just a Walking Down the Street.....
There I was, just walking down the street (no, I wasn't singing
doo-wa-doo-wa-doo-wa-dum-di-di-dum), when a young man came up to me. I
groaned.....not again.....but he was different.
"Excuse me, but I'm from Yazawa, Inc. Would you like to model for us?" he asked
in a pleasant tone, not forceful or anything.
"Model?" I shouted, bewildered. "Modeling as in.....for real?"
"Well, I'm not sure about the future, but for our winter collection. You'd be
the perfect image," the man smiled sweetly.
"Well....." I stuttered.
"Here's my card, please be in touch," he smiled, handing me his card. "By the
way, my name is Yazawa Takaomi."
"Hino Rei!" I blurted out. "I will be in touch!"
He chuckled to himself and walked away, down the street. I stood there
flabbergasted for a minute or two. I had just been scouted as a model? What
would everybody say? But what a nice man that Yazawa-san was.
"Scouted?" they shouted at me.
"Oh, yes, of course!" I replied in a boasting tone, flicking my raven black hair
behind my shoulders. "I was just walking down the street."
"Rei!!!!! How could you do that!!!" Mina wailed. "I wanna be scouted too!!!"
"You have to have the flawless beauty like me," I sighed. "It's tough.....I
don't know what to say about it."
"Stop boasting and tell us what your going to do!" Usagi-chan frowned.
"You should go for it while you can," Mako-chan smiled supportively. "We are
free to do whatever we want now."
"Oh, I know, but grandpa and Yuuichiro and everybody....." I sighed.
"Stuff them! Or I'll swap!" Mina shouted.
I wandered around my room with the card in the middle of the floor. To call or
not? Yes or no? Maybe? That's not good enough. Well, it wasn't forever. It was
only the winter collection. Besides, what was there to lose? I picked up the
phone and dialed. The tone rang for a couple of times, then it was picked up.
"Yazawa, Inc. How may I help you?" a female secretary's voice spoke
automatically.
"May I please speak to Yazawa Takaomi-san?" I asked nervously.
"Have you booked in an appointment?" the female voice asked.
"No," I answered.
"I'm sorry, but Yazawa-san is busy at the moment and unable to take your call,"
the female voice rejected me.
"Wait!" I shouted. "My name is Hino Rei. Yazawa-san scouted me this morning and
he said to call!"
"One moment please," the female voice replied.
I was put on hold. The music became irritating and it took forever until I was
switched to Yazawa-san.
"Hello, Takaomi," a familiar male voice answered.
"Hello? This is Hino Rei," I spoke nervously.
"Ah, the beautiful girl with raven black hair?" he answered happily. I blushed.
"Please, don't compliment me.....I'm already very nervous," I mumbled.
"So?" he asked hopefully.
"Yes, I'd love to," I told him.
"Excellent. Can you drop by tomorrow afternoon?" he asked.
"Sh-sh-sh-sure," I stuttered. "Gladly!"
"Great, see you then," he said, then hung up.
I sighed a deep sigh as I hung up. I had done it. There was no turning back now.
Well, not really.....
I stood outside the tall, gray building. Yazawa, Inc., it read. I drew in a deep
breath and pushed the clear, glass door open. I walked in to the reception area.
"May I help you?" the familiar female voice asked. I nodded.
"I'm here to see Yazawa Takaomi-san," I told the lady.
"One moment please," she smiled. "Your name?"
"Hino Rei," I replied.
The lady phoned Yazawa-san and told me to sit down. So I sat. I didn't wait long
until I heard the elevator opened and out walked Yazawa-san. With a few others
too. I stood up to greet him.
"Hello, Rei, if you don't mind me calling you Rei," he smiled.
"I'm so glad to be here Yazawa-san," I smiled.
"Please, Takaomi is fine," he nodded. "These people are here to take a look at
you, but don't be shy. Models are beautiful, but never shy."
I smiled.
"Okay."
He introduced me. They were mostly managers and directors of modeling agencies.
We walked upstairs to a huge conference room first, to get some of the paperwork
done.
After that, Takaomi-san showed me to the studio for some test shots. I was so
nervous, unlike my usual self. There were many pretty young girls doing shoots
when we walked around. They were all so professional!
"Don't be so nervous, Rei," Takaomi-san laughed.
"I'm sorry!" I sighed. "I can't get used to this with so many people watching!"
The manager people all looked a bit pissed off, that I was wasting time, I
guess.
"Don't worry about other people, Rei," Takaomi-san smiled. "If you want, close
your eyes!"
"That's silly Takaomi-san..." I mumbled.
But I did it anyway. I tried to shut out all the noise and all the talking
around me. Suddenly, I was calm and at ease. I guess it was a form of
meditation. I opened my eyes and I was fine now. I was in control.
"I'm ready, Takaomi-san," I smiled confidently. "What do I do?"
"No san, please," he laughed. "And do anything you want."
He then called up a young girl and introduced her to me. Her name was Ootsuka
Akiko. Her 'show' name was Ana (pronounced Aahna).
"Hello, Rei! I hope we can be good friends," Akiko giggled. "Nice to meet you!
Please call me Aki!"
Her girliness scared me.....actually, I hated it. She giggled and squealed and
laughed all cutesy. I shuddered.
"She's your co-model for the winter Yazawa collection," Takaomi explained. "If
you want, you can look through her wardrobe for these tests and choose
something."
"Great!" I shouted.
"Come on, Rei!" Aki smiled sweetly. "I'll help!"
I was dragged off by Aki and when we got to her make up room, she totally
changed.....as I assumed.
"Ugh, I can't believe Takaomi chose you.....he picked you off the streets didn't
he? He has a soft spot for black haired girls, so don't think you're special,"
she scoffed.
"Are you jealous because you have blonde hair?" I asked her.
"Of course not! I'm proud of my hair color! Anyway, it's not just blonde, it's
strawberry blonde, okay?" she told me. I shrugged it off, but nodded.
"So, let's see what you can wear....." she murmured while looking through a
rack. "I think you won't fit in any of my clothes. You're too fat!"
"Are you trying to make me angry?" I asked.
"Why would I? I'm just making you annoyed because you'll never ever be a
regular, okay?" she smiled in contempt. "You're just a replacement for my real
co-model, Sachiko. She had an accident, so she's away for the winter collection.
Takaomi didn't see anything in you, because I'm the main event!"
"Whatever....." I muttered.
"How about this one?" Aki suggested, pulling out a red dress. I hated it.
"That's a horrible dress!" I complained.
"My, my, what a picky girl!" she giggled annoyingly. There was a knock on the
door. Aki flew at it. She opened the door and sure enough, it was Takaomi.
"Chosen yet?" he asked. "What's this? You must be joking.....this is a horrible
dress!"
"Oh, I know, but I don't think she'll fit into anything else," Aki giggled.
Takaomi stepped into the room and flicked through the rack. He found a suitable
one and grinned.
"Perfect!" he smiled and handed it to me. "Make sure you come out wearing that!"
He left and Aki scowled at me. She was staring in disbelief at the dress in my
hands. I looked at it and at first, it seemed like a normal formal, night going
dress, so I put it on. After I wore it, I realized it was a very tight fitting
and figure hugging dress complimenting my figure in every way.
There was a split up both sides which started from about mid thigh. The dress
itself wasn't bad, but it was so embarrassing to wear! It was almost see through
because it was white. The dress must've been made out of light material,
something like chiffon overlayed.
Aki was just all in a huff and angry because Takaomi had chosen such a dress for
me to wear. The neckline was too low for my comfort and the thin straps didn't
help either. Also, the back was gaping open and it plunged about the length of
my hair.
I walked out nervously with Aki close at my heels to repel Takaomi from me. When
I came back to the studio, the same managers looked at me differently, as if
impressed. I kept trying to hide behind something, but I was pulled out from
behind it. There was a long wolf whistle and Aki and I followed the direction of
the sound. Both our heads turned to Takaomi.
"My, my," he grinned. "I'd love to hire you forever!"
"But she's only Sachiko's replacement!" Aki whined. "She can't be scouted for
good!"
Takaomi ignored Aki and walked over to me. I wanted to run away. I hated this
dress in this situation.
"Aki, I think you should go. This is a test shoot. It's private," Takaomi turned
to Aki and said sternly. Aki grumbled, but left. Takaomi looked me up and down
and nodded in approval of his choice of dress. Come to think of it, I shouldn't
be nervous. What Aki said was partly right. I wasn't really anything special to
Takaomi, just another young girl model. That's right, why try and hide from him?
Or was I in the first place? I was confusing myself, so I just decided to get
the shoot over and done with.
"Great Rei, now look this way!" Takaomi shouted. I obediently did.
"Great! Now just move over a little, yep, okay! Now lean against that prop!" he
shouted again.
After the shoot was over, Takaomi praised me saying that I impressed the judging
managers with charm and beauty. I thanked him and walked off to get changed.
When I reached Aki's make up room, I heard voices.
"Oh, yeah, she's such a bitch!" I heard Aki giggling. "She took my favorite
dress just to impress Takaomi! You know? That white one!"
"Oh, God! Does she really think Takaomi likes her? He's like that to all the
girls!" another laughed.
"She must be stupid! Besides, she's only a replacement, isn't she?" another
scoffed.
I burst into the room and pretended not to have heard anything. I looked around
for my clothes and they weren't here.
"Oh, they were your clothes?" they giggled innocently. "We threw them in the
recycle bin. They were so old and such bad taste!"
I was about to walk out of the room when Aki stopped me.
"Where are you going? Go whine to Takaomi about us?" she sneered. "This is model
business girl."
"Why should I whine? You're the one who's talking behind my back," I told her
calmly. "Anyway, I'm not the whining type. I'm sure you'd know how annoying
whining sounds."
I walked out after that cool and calm rebuttal and headed for Takaomi's office.
"You won't get him, Rei!" Aki screamed. "You just wait!"
"Excuse me, Takaomi?" I asked, knocking on the door. He was sitting in his comfy
chair behind a desk. He looked up and smiled, beckoning for me to come in.
"What's the matter? Is Aki jealous again?" he chuckled.
"You know about her?" I asked in amazement. "And you don't do anything about
it?"
"Of course! She's a good girl deep down," he laughed. "Anyway, I'm just some
stupid little crush that she needs to get over." I nodded.
"So?" he asked. I sat down opposite him in front of the desk and told him.
"Uhhh, well I can't do anything about that," Takaomi apologized. "Unless you
want to wear nothing, but hey I wouldn't mind!"
"Can you not joke at a time like this?" I asked him seriously.
"Sorry," he smiled apologetically. "I can drive you home. Keep the dress for
today. Bring it back tomorrow or to my place if you want. Aki can be a pain."
"Your place?" I asked. He nodded. He wrote down his address and telephone number
and gave it to me. He stood up and stretched.
"Should we go? You'd better get home soon I guess," he smiled. I nodded.
Takaomi escorted me to his car. I sat down rigidly in his car as he drove me
home. I wasn't sure how I'd explain this to Yuuichiro or grandpa. When we
arrived at the temple, I thanked Takaomi and got out quickly.
"Tomorrow!" Takaomi shouted as he drove off. I waved and quickly ran inside the
temple.
Awaiting me was an unknown wall of doom, gloom, and a hint of excitement.
TO BE CONTINUED