Chapter 1

Momo was walking around her living room thinking. She didn't notice the fact that there was someone banging on her apartment door. She snapped out of her thoughtful daze and ran over to the door.

When she opened the door, she saw her best friends Rangiku, Rukia and Orihime standing there waiting.

"Momo-Chan! We've been standing here for the past 5 minutes! What's with you? Why didn't you answer the door?" Rangiku asked exasperated.

"Sorry, Ran-Chan, I was just a little too lost in thought to hear the door." Momo smiled as she let her friends into her fairly cozy home.

The four girls took a seat in the living room and started talking.

"Ran-Chan, how are you and Gin doing these days?" Orihime asked.

"I'm so glad you asked, Orihime! We're doing absolutely perfect! We went out on a date last night and when we got home we had the most amazing night!" Rangiku smiled in a daze.

Momo laughed along with Orihime.

"I don't even want to know." Rukia said flatly with her arms crossed over her chest.

"Oh, c'mon, Rukia-Chan! Be happy for Ran-Chan!" Orihime smiled.

"We can still spend the night, right Momo-Chan?" Orihime, Rukia and Rangiku asked.

The three girls jumped with joy, Rukia not as much as Rangiku and Orihime, but she was still happy.

"Hey, Momo! How was work? You never told us!" Ran-Chan smiled.

"It was alright, nothing special. I just had to model some new clothes." Momo smiled.

"I bet they were super cute! I'm so jealous! I want to be a model too." Orihime pouted.
Momo and Rukia laughed.

"It may be fun, but it's also hard." Momo said with a serious tone.

"Hey, let's not get all down in the dumps! How about we watch a movie!" Rukia smiled.

Momo, Orihime, Rangiku agreed and they put in a movie.

The four girls sat on the couch cuddled in their blankets with their heads against their pillows.

After about an hour, Momo was the first to let dreamland consume her, then Orihime, Rukia and, of course, Rangiku stayed up to finish it.
Momo winced a little at hearing her phone go off on the counter and after a few seconds she got up and waddled over.
"Where are you? Your shoot is an hour and you still need to get ready!" Momo's manager, Haruko, yelled.

"Calm down, I'll be there in 15 minutes, just meet me by the front gate." Momo yawned.

"You better hurry, Daichi is getting agitated that you're not here."

She walked into her bathroom, stripped out of her clothes and hopped into the shower. She washed her hair, body and shaved her legs before getting out.
After whipping the steam off of the mirror, Momo put her damp hair up into a high pony and then put on a pair of deep blue shorts, black and white over the shoulder shirt and black Converse high tops. She grabbed her phone and few extra dollars and left a note to her friends explaining why she won't be there when they wake up before she darted out the door and down to the studio where she met Haruko.

They ran up the stairs to the dressing room and met her make-up artist, Dai, there. Dai quickly set her down in a chair and began her work. She put some light blue eye shadow and light pink lip gloss on her. Then Haruko shoved her in the bathroom with some clothes, and a few minutes later Momo came out wearing a turquoise racer back top with a white shoulder shirt with paint splatters all over it and light blue capris' with neon blue Converse.
"Where's Momo? The shoot is about to start!" Daichi, her cameraman, yelled.

"Here!" Momo said and ran up and took her place on the white backdrop.

"Alright! Let's get this party started!" Daichi yelled and started taking pictures while Momo posed.


Toshiro walked out of the University he was attending and began walking to the front gate when the girls from his year began crowded around him asking him stupid questions. He simply did what he always did and politely ignored them and continued on his way home.

On his way home, he passed a coffee shop, where he went in and got some coffee and sweets for himself and his grandmother and then continued on his way home.

He walked into a small neighborhood on the south side of town, and after passing a few houses he walked up a driveway and into a light colored home.
Upon entering, he called up the stairs for his grandmother, not once but several times.

There was no response.

Toshiro's eyes widened, and he dropped the sweets and coffee and ran up to his grandmother's room. He saw her lying on the floor unconscious and ran over to her.

She didn't wake up.

He panicked and took out his phone. He dialed 911 (or whatever the ambulance emergency number is in Japan).
After a few rings someone answered.

Toshiro explained everything that was happening and a few minutes into the conversation he heard an ambulance coming towards them from a distance. He sighed a little in relief and prepared himself for what was to come.