Lele has just gone to Tokyo, Japan for her big photo shoot with the crazy uncle. she's still in her innocent stage and will be suprised when she meets the one she didnt think she would see again.

Okay, this is my first fanfic so i know that this might suck. hahaha! oh well. I kind of summarized ch.11 of the manga to set things of, but i'll go in greater detail in the next chapter. anyways i dont any The One chacters (wished i owned Eros though) so i hope you enjoy and dont forget to review!

The plane finally arrived in Japan. The big city captivated me, even though I was freezing my butt off. I reached the modeling place and saw that crazy drunken uncle.

"Crazy Uncle!" I yelled, running toward him. I stopped short when he looked at me with a confused and sober face.

"Who are you?" he barley go out before his crazy assistant attacked him with a beer bottle. I didn't know if I should worry or not, but I stood there watching as the Uncle became intoxicated.

The Uncle jumped up like a revived man. "Bumble Bee!" He yelled. The assistant sighed in content, wiping her face with a napkin.

"I'm so sorry, but Stephan can't remember a thing when he is sober." The assistant explained.

Not knowing what to say, I just laughed, though I did wonder if it was healthy for Stephan to be drunk all the time. Who knows maybe that's why he, Stephan Ian, is the most famous and wanted photographer right now. All his work made models superb. I hope he can do the same magic with me.

The first day of work was chaotic. The cuddly porcelain like doll, Yuna cried because she had to get her fringe cut off. I would think she would suck it in since models have to change their appearance to fit a photo shoot. Sakura, the queen like barbie, argued with the designers about the wardrobe. Now I'm starting to wonder just how these girls got to the top by acting like this. I on the other hand, am wondering if I'm a non male or female like demon.

After all beauty makeovers were done, Stephan announced that all work was done and that he'll treat every one to dinner. However, every one had an excuse to decline his invitation, except me of course and did I have a craving for sashimi. Just as we were preparing to go, an unexpected guest shows up. An unexpected guest I never though I would see again.

"Can I get treated to dinner as well?" He asked, leaning coolly against the wall. My eyes zeroed in on his silver eyes. It's Eros! No way, and why is Stephan hugging him and why is he even here?

At dinner, Stephan explained why Eros is here in Tokyo, sitting right next to me. It turns out that Jorvicious has specially invited Eros to their outlet opening in Japan to be their guest of honor. To tell the truth, I'm surprised I heard what Uncle had said. My eyes and mind were glues to the gorgeous man sitting next to me.

I wonder if he remembers me from the fashion show, though I don't know if I want him to remember me from such an embarrassing time. Just looking at him so close up is making me speechless. Plus, he's Angus's brother! They look so alike, but Eros seems more mysterious, more closed off. Even when he smiles, he's not really smiling.

It was Uncle who made me tune back to the world. "Do you find it hard to speak English, Lele? If so we'll use Chinese, Eros's Chinese is very good."

"Really!" I beamed. Now I have a chance. "Uh I was wondering how I could thank him actually."

"Thank him?" Uncle asked. "You two met before?"

"Yeah, it was a fashion show in Taiwan, about two months ago." Eros looked at me, making me all the more nervous. "I was the idiot who fell of the stage and you carried me back. My mind was so blank that I forgot to thank you."

When I finished my rushed and nervous talk, there was an awkward silence between us. That is until that drunken uncle and his assistant started to act crazy.

"Did this really happen Eros?" They both screamed at once.

"How could I remember such a mere incident?" Eros sighed. Even if he was still speaking in English, I knew enough that he was denying that day. "I'm sorry, but I go to many fashion shows a month that I can't remember everyone's faces, especially a plain face such as yours." Now he's insulting me? And he's doing it with such a superior attitude, not even with a blink of an eye. The piece of… he should be beaten.

"Will you repeat that in Chinese for me?" I asked with what little kindness I had left.

"No thanks." He simply said, then turned his attention back to his drink. That set me of the edge. I stood up, banging my hand on the table. My anger was burning from the inside out. The cocky bastard, I ought to slap him in his pretty face. I just might after I drink a little.

well i came out with this, but im not completly happy with it to speak the truth. i didnt really give this chapter much thought, but i wanted to start this weekend and since i have alot of things to do i just kind of rushed through it. sorry if i dissapointed some people, but i'll try and do better next time. i promise! all reviews are welcome btw. cant get better without commentary from the readers.