Author's note:
My third fanfic :D This one I am currently writing, and I haven't written as these characters before, so please give me some feedback on how well/badly I have done them lol. This will be a fairly long fanfic like my first, although perhaps not quite as long, I'll see how it goes. Anyway, enjoy:
Senri and Rima - Saphire Rose
Rima Touya stepped gracefully out of the sleek, black car. She raised her parasol above her head, and placed a pair of prada sunglasses neatly in front of her light, clear blue eyes. She twirled one of her long, sun dust coloured pigtails around her finger, while she waited. Senri Shiki lazily got out of the car, and walked over to where Rima was standing,
"Shiki, you'll burn." Rima pointed to the sun. Shiki looked up, and then realized his mistake. Rima passed him her parasol, "Take it, we've only got to walk to the door." Shiki looked at her, then took the parasol, holding it so that it just covered both of their heads.
They two vampires walked along the path as the car drove away, and up some steps, to a familiar door; the door to their modeling agency. They walked inside, and up to the registration desk. They signed in, but before they left, the receptionist called Shiki back,
"Senri-sama, your manager would like a word with you in his office." Shiki turned around. Rima stopped walking. They looked at each other, and then deciding it was probably nothing important, they parted ways, and Shiki went off towards the lifts.
Shiki got out of the lift, walked down several corridors, then knocked on his manager's office door,
"Come in" Came his manager's voice from inside, "Take a seat Senri-san," He signaled to the tall modern chair in front of his desk. Shiki sat down, and waited,
"I don't know how you'll react to this, but I received a call from Paris early this morning. A large modeling company would like to take you on. Of course that would involve both of us moving to Paris, and you would be getting almost double the salary you are currently earning."
"Not interested." Shiki sighed.
"I know moving to Paris is a negative point for you, but I haven't finished. That is only a starting salary, and once you have made a name for yourself there, it would go up even further. Also, I hear that person also works for the company."
"That person?" Shiki thought about this for a moment, "I'll consider it. There's no rush right?"
"Of course you'll want time to think it over properly. They don't need to know till the end of the week. Let me know before then and I'll tell them." With that, Shiki left the office.
Rima was in a photo shoot for a new line of evening dresses that had just been brought to the agency. She was a natural at posing for the cameras, and everything went well, and when she went for her lunch break, she found Shiki waiting outside of her dressing room,
"Shiki?" She could tell something was wrong, despite his blank expression, "What did your manager say?" Shiki stayed silent. Rima knew this meant he would tell her later. They sat at a table in a dark corner of the agency's lounge,
"Rima?" Shiki began,
"Un?"
"He told me that a big modeling company in Paris phoned him this morning… They want me to work for them, and I would be earning at least double what I'm getting at the moment. I want to go… but…"
"You should go." Rima encouraged him, in a voice that would seem flat to anyone other than Shiki, "I'll apply to the company first, and if they accept me then we can both go."
"The end of the week… they need to know by." Shiki looked down at the floor,
"I'll ask my manager to get hold of an application form for me after our break is over." Said Rima. Shiki noticed her smile slightly, and knew that she honestly did not mind,
"It would mean moving to Paris." He gave in,
"Good. It might make a nice change." She took a small box of Pocky out of her handbag, and passed one of the chocolates to Shiki, who willingly ate it.
The following day, Rima received the application form, and filled it out with the help of her manager, attaching a range of some of her best photos. The day after that, her manager received a call from Paris. This time it was Rima who went to her manager's office. She sat down and waited hoping she had been accepted,
"Well?" She asked in a seemingly monotonous voice,
"They accepted you… but…" Her manager trailed off,
"But what?" Rima replied, a growing hint of impatience in her voice,
"They want you to work at their branch in Lion, not in Paris." Her manager finished. Rima's eyebrow twitched. This was not good enough. The two cities were too far apart. As she left the room, she said,
"Tell them I'm considering my options, and I won't know until Friday if I want to accept that offer or not."
When the sun went down on the horizon, Rima met with Shiki in the school grounds of Cross Academy. She told him about what her manager said,
"Lion? That's far away from Paris…" Shiki trailed off. He turned to look at her. He searched her eyes, wondering what she was thinking,
"I know; it won't do. You'll have to go without me, until I can get into the Paris branch." She replied. A slight look of disgust could be seen on Shiki's face,
"Go without you? I can't…" he began,
"You can, and you will. I'll get in eventually and I can visit you until I do-" She was cut off, as she felt Shiki pull her into a tight embrace,
"It won't be often enough." He moaned slightly,
"I know." Rima agreed, and wrapped her arms around Shiki's waist.
