Pairing: Rima and Senri
A/N:
So, Senri and Rima have been modelling together for a while now. What happens when they have to participate in a photo-shoot just a little outside of their comfort zone?
A/N 2: Written sort-of in sequel to Bliss, I bring you… Kiss! X

Rima Touya shivered as she reached for her white parka, which was rimmed with grey faux-fur around the hood and collar. She shoved her arms into it and tugged it around her body, nestling her face in the grey sweater and wool scarf she was wearing.

Senri Shiki walked over to her, wearing a black coat and black scarf.

"Thanks for waiting," he muttered through cold, chattering teeth.

"I'd say 'you're welcome' but you aren't. Jikake will kill us now we're late."

Senri flinched. "Shit. We do have a habit of being slightly off schedule, don't we?"

"We do," Rima agreed, as she stood up and walked over to their current modelling agency.

Senri smiled slightly, a rare moment and his ice blue eyes lit up from behind his maroon fringe.

The two finally reached the agency, and the inside heaters were turned up so high, the two vampires began to sweat. Rima quickly tore off her parka and hung it up on the rack. She ripped off her scarf and rolled up the sleeves of her sweater. She noticed that Senri had done the same.

Jikake seemed delighted that they had arrived, and had forgotten the fact they were fifteen minutes late.

"Ah!" he beamed at them. "My two stars!"

"Uh…"

"We were browsing your old portfolio and guess what we found?"

"Um…"

"Guess? Guess!"

"Modelling photos?" Rima guessed.

"Wrong! Cute little snapshots of you and Shiki-san!"

"Well, we are partners," Senri said. Then rephrased his comment: "Modelling partners."

"We were thinking," Jikake began. "You two could do some kissing shots!"

Rima blinked.

Senri blinked.

Jikake smiled and continued.

"What do you think?"

"Um… I…" Rima stuttered.

"It's professional, of course," Jikake explained, noticing the awkwardness and insecurity.

"F-fine," Senri agreed, as Rima thawed him out with a glare of ice."

"Great!" he grinned at the two, as if he had known they would agree by the end.

Sari, the wardrobe manager, dragged them off immediately to get changed for the fashion shoot.

When Rima came out, her blonde-orange hair had been tied up with silky red ribbons into its two trademark pigtails. She was wearing a red, strapless tank top made out of similar scarlet material and a ballet-style black skirt and strappy crimson heels. Senri was wearing a maroon tie (the exact shade of his hair) over a black button-up collared shirt which had the sleeves rolled up in a casual style, black pants and polished black shoes with a black top-hat.

They were pushed into a dark room set up with cameras. The back-drop was a grey sky and you could make out the silhouette of several bare trees. Jikake threw a tatty, black rabbit with red ribbon around its neck (the same silk fabric as Rima's ribbons) and a small black hat (a miniature version of Senri's) with holes for its ears, in Rima's direction. She caught it swiftly.

After huffing for half an hour about where it should go, Jikake placed it next to Rima's feet, its face turned to the cameras, staring them out with its beady eyes.

Rima sighed, nervously, as she turned to face Senri.

"Now, kiss!" Jikake ordered.

The two sighed again. "The cameras will love it!"

It was un-right, unnatural. You could never just start kissing someone; it was something that you couldn't just start.

Then Senri remembered when he first met Rima Touya. He remembered how she had seemed unwilling to settle for strawberry Pocky. He remembered how she had scolded him for looking at her. He remembered how he had fallen in love with him.

And, on absolute impulse, he started kissing her.