"Moshi-moshi," I answered when my cell phone started ringing.
"Hiroshi-kun, I need you to pack. You have been requested by the GazettE to go on tour with them as their stylist and make-up artist and you are leaving tomorrow. Sorry for the late notice but they only requested you right before I had to finalize all of the paperwork. You can't get out of this unless you are sick or a family member is dying or very ill. I know you aren't sick and you have no family so you are going. Be ready by 9:30 tomorrow morning to be here at the building to leave. Try anything funny on the boys and you will be out of the company and out of the styling business for the rest of your life!" With that, my boss hung up without giving me the time to say a single word of thanks.
"the GazettE want me? Why would they want me? Didn't they expressly say they never wanted to even see me again, let alone let me touch their hair or faces again?" I wondered aloud. "After I accidentally walked in on Reita-san changing, the band went to the highest supervision possible without blowing the situation completely out of proportions and made it clear that they never wanted me to do anything for them 'other than disappear' and that they didn't want a 'faggot, peeper' styling their hair. That is what they said, isn't it? Yeah, it is. Why do they want me now, though? They probably want me to peep on them and get proof so they can get me fired from PSCompany."
You may be wondering what in the world is going on here. I am Hiroshi, a 26 year-old stylist for PSCompany and also the only male and gay stylist there. I found it hard to believe when I found out that I was the only male stylist there but after a while I got over it and am now proud to be where I am. Well, not really that happy, I mean, how happy can you be when the man that you are in love with is one of the people who is banning you from being able to even look at his face or compliment him without being yelled at for being gay. Yes, I am in love with one of the boys from the band the GazettE. I am in love with my senpai, Kai. And now, after being banned from even looking at him, I will be doing the hair styling and make-up for the man that I have been in love with for years and years on end. Instead of doubting my boss, though, I decided to throw away thinking about anything other than how I will style them and what in the world I should pack.