"Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! It's him!"
"Really, where?"
"There, There!" They all pointed to the teen stepping out of the stretch limo. He was tall, lean, broad-shouldered, and surprisingly graceful. He wore all black; black pants, shoes, and button up that was open around his neck that showed his delicious toned chest. His stride was long, either due to long legs or the need to escape the crowd. The latter seemed more likely.
"Ikuto, can I have your autograph?"
"Ikuto you are so sexy. I love you!"
"Have my babies Ikuto!" Whoa, a bit far there. Don't you think? But those were what Ikuto faced every time he left a stable structure. The mobs and crowds were psychic. They knew every time where and when he would leave. The fought for scraps of clothing, pictures, and even hair that was forcefully taken from him. No doubt to be placed on some sort of shrine…! (Okay that was a bit exaggerated but you never know… Dun Dun DUUUN! XD)
"Okay, okay, nothing to see hear. Move along!!!" screamed an agitated Yoru. Ikuto silently praised whatever divine power that granted him Yoru. They had been friends for a long time, even before Ikuto became famous with his ingenious violin playing. He was one of the few that understood that it scared the shit out Ikuto when he was swarmed. Ikuto was an introvert, only opening up for those who were close to him, which included Yoru, himself, Kuukai, a sports obsessed player that seemed obnoxious but was a good friend, and his little sister, Utau, who at times was the uncontrollable fan girl but deep down she was a good sister.
By the time they were 10 feet from the door, Ikuto and Yoru were running for their lives. They scrambled up the steps, jumping them two at a time. They seized the handle of the doors and swung themselves inside and slammed it shut. It rattled as the mob tried to push their way in. Hands reached in and grabbed at Ikuto's shirt, trying to rip it off.
"Dear God, make it stop!!!" He yelled. Yoru backed up and braced himself to run and slam the door shut, not noticing the hands reaching in. He started but was only slammed by Ikuto.
"No Yoru!" Ikuto cried. Yoru could only stare at him in disbelief. "We don't want a lawsuit!" He explained. Yoru could only stare blankly at the door. They were staring like they were meat. Hot sexy meat.
"Get him!!!" they screamed. They inched forward but were immediately shut off by the guards.
"Ikuto! I love you!" They screamed. They pounded on the door and scared the crap out of the two boys. They clung to each other, shaking and trying not to breakdown. (Drama kings!!!! XD)
"Oh stop being wusses!" came a voice from behind. They turned to view the shoes of Ikuto's manager, Sanjou Yukari. They looked up to her face to see a sneer and narrowed eyes hidden beneath gleaming glasses.
"Yo Yukari! What's up?" Yoru said, getting up to give her a high five. How like Yoru. But she just slide past him, a disgusted look on her face. She hauled Ikuto up by the arm and grabbed Yoru by the ear. Her path: the stainless steel elevator.
"You two are by far the dumbest people I have ever met. Coming here, by yourselves, and marching in with no bodyguards whatsoever. Good Lord Ikuto! Why don't you just walk out with a sign that reads 'Free Body Searches'?" she hissed in the silence of the moving metal box.
"Look Sanjou-san" Ikuto reasoned. "It's not my fault I'm extremely sexy and wonderful in every way" he boasted. Sanjou twitched in agitation.
"You are this close to…" she started. "Oh chill out Sanjou!" Yoru belted. He received a death glare that would turn a lion into a mouse. (horrible analogy XD)
"Look Sanjou-san. I know for a fact that when we first met you were a stuttering and blushing mess. So don't lecture me on how I should act around those girls…" he stated. She turned on him. Her aura was so menacing that even the famous Ikuto felt a wave of unease.
"Look buddy. I have put up with you for too long. The smartass remarks and sexual advances are going to stop right now."
"Oh and how do you plan on doing that?" he smirked. Ah, the infamous smirk. The very smirk that could melt the heart of any teenage girl. But it did not affect Sanjou. In fact, it fueled the fire. She mimicked the smirk but added so much more evil intention.
"Oh do I have a surprise for you? I wanted to tell you this later." But I believe you two can handle it…" She said slyly. For once the smirked faltered…!
"What are you saying?"
"As of right now I am no longer your manager."
"What?! You quit over a little thing like that? Sanjou-san I'm so sorry!" They both got on their knees begging while Sanjou stood with a triumphant expression and a hand on her hip.
"No don't be sorry. This was planned long before today. And no, I am not resigning so you'll still see me." The elevator stopped, opened, and she walked out, her high heels clacking. The followed quickly babbling like a couple of idiots.
"Look just shut up! You look like fools. You'll scare the new manager." Sanjou snapped. Ikuto was still stunned and Yoru was beyond furious. He did not look it. He looked like a child having a tantrum. His catlike yellow eyes were squeezed shut and his messy blue hair stood out more like ears than ever before.
"Who's the new manager? Where is he?" Yoru demanded.
"She…"
"What?" they both asked.
"She."
"What?!" they said again.
"Look!" she pointed. They turned and Ikuto's eyes widened. Walking towards him was a girl. No, a woman judging by her curves. She couldn't be more then 20 or 21. She wore a mini skirt that looked sensible on her. She wore a black pin-striped vertical blazer that hugged her generously. But the most striking thing about her was her pink hair. Pink. It was shoulder length and looked soft and silky. She carried a clipboard and a briefcase that gave her a business-like look.
"Hello Sanjou-san." Her voice was so clear and resonates. It sent shivers down his spine. She met his eyes and Ikuto became very self-conscious. But he did not show it. His exterior was cool and collected. They held eyes, midnight blue mixed with striking amber. And all that connection was ruined by… Yoru.
"Hey pretty lady! How would you like me to be your sex kitten? Meow!"