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Third Person POV
Tia Halibel and Ulquiorra Cifer sat across from each other in a well-known restaurant in Tokyo, Japan. They sat scrutinizing each other, none daring to break eye contact, or even take a sip of water from the cold perspiring glass that tempted them both.
They had come together for a joint project, namely, a new hit series based of a popular, yet old manga Itazura na Kiss. But each thought they were taking on the project themselves, until the director of TV Japan called them to this meeting, to meet each other. He wanted them to work together, as the two most famous and well-respected directors of Japan, hoping they would make a great TV drama to increase ratings.
Ulquiorra, a stoic and practical businessman, spoke first. "Well I suppose it is an honor to meet and work with the famous Tia Halibel." His voice was deep and monotonous, betraying nothing of what he felt.
Tia, on the other hand, didn't speak. She wasn't very fond of speaking, but she had a very unique way of talking to her actors and actresses with gestures. She was powerful indeed. Instead, to show the other emotionless man that she understood, a small nod of the head was needed. And so she complied.
Ulquiorra continued. "To get down to business, we must first discuss cast auditions. I already have someone writing a script, though changes will be necessary once we cast the members, so I would like us to be swift in our decisions."
The other woman, who would also be described as detached, nodded once more. Her short, blond choppy bangs poked into her bright green eyes as she looked at the pale man with dark sea green eyes and shoulder-length layered black hair.
Ulquiorra, annoyed at the fact the other director wasn't speaking, began talking more in depth of the characters he wanted, with lack of other conversation pertaining to the job at hand.
And Tia sat there, the whole time just listening to the man she thought not quite right for the job, talk professionally about his wants for the show.
He could have slept in. It was Thursday, and he'd had a particularly long day the night before, staying up at hours which he shouldn't have. Kurosaki Ichigo didn't specifically like waking up at 6:30 AM every morning just to have his dad hound him about having grandkids while he was eating his breakfast. In fact, Kurosaki Ichigo wasn't really fond of his dad - or waking up - at all.
Ever since he was younger, Ichigo was always closer to his mom, and despite the kids at school teasing him, calling him a 'mommy's boy,' Ichigo couldn't help it. He loved his mom, and his dad was either at work, or just too plain crazy to hang out with.
But that wasn't to last very long. Kurosaki Masaki had died at the age of 34 from cancer. Ichigo was devastated, and for a long time, his father wasn't who he normally was. His little sisters, Karin and Yuzu hardly had a clue of what was going on, they were so young. But Ichigo knew. He never let himself forget it.
She was the driving force of all his fame and glory. She had worked and worked for her dreams, as he would do for his, the next nine years of his life.
Kurosaki Ichigo was a nineteen year old actor, famous, even at his young age. He was a very tall (at least over six feet), somewhat tanned man with a lean yet muscular build. His spiky orange hair caused questions among the nosy media, but everyone loved it, no matter what. Because he was Kurosaki Ichigo. Had he been anyone else he would have been teased relentlessly. His attractive and angular face that was almost always twisted into a scowl contributed to the warm, amber eyes and sharp nose.
This was the famous actor that all the fan girls screamed after and obsessed over. This… was Kurosaki Ichigo.
Inoue Orihime was looking at her closet with surprising intensity. Her expressive gray eyes surveyed the brand names randomly stuffed in her closet as she decided what to wear. It was 7:00 AM, and though she was usually a late sleeper, today was special day.
Ulquiorra Cifer and Tia Halibel had called her the day before with an invitation to be the female lead role in the new drama, Bleached Kiss. Orihime was excited; because she had read the manga that it was based on before, and loved it. She knew everything by heart, and was very happy to be playing that particular role.
The nineteen year old actress stood up; her five foot three stature showing as she picked out a red pleated miniskirt that was so short, it was probably against show regulations. She smiled and bounced up and down, her very large female assets bouncing in her light peach nightgown that hugged her very frame.
Her hair, long and colored a dark orange, cascaded down her back, almost reaching her butt. Her long bangs, normally pushed behind her ears, flopped in front of her face as she picked up a white, tight-fitting button-up shirt and threw it on.
Orihime was in an extra-special mood today. She felt ecstatic and couldn't stop jumping up and down as she ate her blueberry-and-wasabi sandwich, topped off with red bean paste and an avocado and mayo smoothie. That was Inoue Orihime for you.
Ulquiorra Cifer just realized how awkward it was, to sit waiting an hour early in the dim light of the stage in TV Japan's audition rooms, with none other than Tia Halibel. He was always an hour early. Always. And when it was something as important as casting auditions for a show that was supposed to bring in more ratings than another new hot soap - with famous and extremely good-looking actors named Aizen Sousuke, Ichimaru Gin and Grimmjow Jaegerjacques, called Winter War: Soul Society's Demise, there was absolutely no exception.
Tia Halibel seemed to think so as well. Her stiff rigid pose was clearly visible, even in the expensive leather chairs they both sat luxuriously in.
Ulquiorra had nothing to say, and so busied himself with organizing his paperwork for the auditions, and the order in which they were to perform… for the fifth time. Tia didn't move an inch, and Ulquiorra was wondering if she was even alive.
He sighed quietly. Usually getting here early for auditions settled his nerves down, though many might say Ulquiorra doesn't have nerves to settle. Oh, how wrong they were. But, there was only one reason Ulquiorra was feeling nervous, and it was because of the beautiful and dark-skinned woman seated next to him.
He couldn't explain, but somehow, Tia Halibel made him uneasy. After the meeting on Saturday, he had felt much less than satisfied about the arrangement. The whole time she wouldn't say a word, and normally he wouldn't mind that, after all, he liked things done his way, preferably without interference. But there was an aura in the air that forced him to think otherwise.
On the other hand, Tia herself was not feeling as usual. It had nothing to do with the man sitting next to her, she argued profusely with herself. It was with the way he organized himself. Tia was an indeed powerful woman, and liked things done in an orderly way. Her personal assistants, bless their little annoying hearts, even had a personal talk with each and every crew member associated with whichever drama or movie she was working on, to make sure things went her way.
But this man… Ulquiorra Cifer. He was just a little… too orderly. Tia always had things under control. She never had to check twice. But Ulquiorra had checked and rechecked his papers five flippin' times! What was wrong with the man? At first, she had no problem with someone who was much like herself: a neat, organized and quietly thoughtful director, with no patience for useless babble.
But the mere thought of this man having OCD made her eye twitch. He seemed so organized at the restaurant, yet now, as she watched him from the corner of her eye, he seemed too nervous. But what did he have to be nervous about? It's not like he was the one performing out there.
Ugh, she could never ever understand the human species called men. After all, there was a reason behind being born an intelligent woman as herself. Of course.
The cast was finally chosen. After two distressing days of auditions, tears, and hysterical screaming for joy, the cast was finally chosen.
Several of the 'invitations' sent out to certain actors and actresses who were deemed high quality enough to play a part had responded with a simple, 'yes.' Indeed, everything was going well, and on time, much to the directors' happiness. Or, as happy as they could be.
After the auditions were over and the cast lay out, a meeting was scheduled soon after, mostly for the press. The cast was being publicly announced. Ulquiorra and Tia would have more liked it if it weren't so rushed, but TV Japan's rates were decreasing rapidly every day, and the producer was getting more than nervous.
And so, with the cast in place and a publicity meeting scheduled for the day after, Ulquiorra and Tia calmly walked out of the dim-lighted stage without a word, each walking two different ways to their expensive cars. Little did they know that chaos would erupt the next day.
Thus brings the end of chapter one! Thanks for reading and don't forget to review!