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"To attract good luck to oneself, it is necessary to take advantage of opportunities." - George S. Glason.
Chapter Two : Smile for the Camera.
"Valon?" Atemu drawled, causing the brunet model to turn to him curiously. "I know you're attracted to Mai, but could you please move? You're blocking my shot."
Valon's deep blue eyes flashed in irritation at the photographer. "Why should I? Mai and I are supposed to be doing this shoot together anyways!"
Atemu forced down a irritated sigh and removed his camera, a Canon EOS 5D Mark II, from the tripod. Thanks to the flat tire, he had arrived thirty minutes late to the studio and had to deal with a clingy Mai and a pissed off Valon who wanted to get started as soon as he walked in the door.
"Valon?" came Mai's sultry voice. "We have done more than ten shots together and you know that the magazine want separate ones as well."
Mai stood behind Valon donning a black, dual strap evening dress with a high slit that showed off her curvy legs.
Being bisexual, Atemu understood Valon's fierce attraction to the supermodel. He didn't blame the man for being possessive over as beautiful as Mai; even though he knew that Valon didn't stand a chance of ever gaining the woman's heart.
Mai Kujaku was all about work and no play. Knowing the woman for three years, he knew that she took her status as one of the world's well known supermodels seriously.
"Why don't you get something to drink, Valon." Mai walked forward, her black heels clicking against the hardwood floor. "I'll join you in little while, okay?"
"Sure," Valon grunted out, he removed his black blazer only leaving a dark navy cashmere turtleneck and black slacks. He deliberately brushed against the photographers shoulder on his way out.
Professionalism Atemu! Don't ruin Valon's individual shots later because you don't give a damn about him.
"So," Mai spoke softly, trailing her hand suggestively down his arm. "Who was she?"
"She?"
Atemu fought not to shudder as that manicured hand trailed back up his arm and across his shoulders. He briefly wondered how many men would think he was crazy if he filed a sexual harassment suit against Mai.
"There wasn't anyone," Atemu stated firmly. "I told you I had a flat tire."
He received a sultry smile for his response. Mai removed her hand and made her way back to the set, the clicking of her high heels the only noise in the quiet studio.
"Don't be such a tease, Atemu." she raised her arms and pulled her ruby lips into a small smile. "You're not going to tell me who the girl is?"
"How do you know it's a woman?" Atemu reset the camera on the tripod. "Move to the left, please."
Mai did as instructed before murmuring. "It's a man?" she quickly smiled when Atemu snapped the shot without warning.
Atemu couldn't help but smirk when he spotted flashes of anger flicker across Mai's violet eyes as snapped shot after shot.
"You know we are going to have to redo these shots because you look angry, right?"
Ignoring his comment, Mai crossed her arms over her chest. "You're dating a man?"
"No. I just asked how do you know if it's a woman? What part of that sentence did it imply that I was dating a man?"
A moment of silence before. "You're so damn infuriating."
"You love me anyway,"
"Thanks for giving me a ride, Jou. I'm sorry that you had to come out after the storm…"
Jounouchi Katsuya brushed his apologies aside and grinned. "No problem at all, Yuugi." the blond looked around the two bedroom apartment that belonged to his friend. "I see that you fixed up the place."
Yuugi's apartment was in the business district of Domino City and conveniently next to his grandfather's Game Shop.
A cream colored sectional sofa sat in the living area with a black coffee table inches away from it. Two smaller tables sat at the opposite ends of the couch holding small lamps with red shades, and small flat screen TV sat on a small stand against the wall.
"Yeah," Yuugi waved his hand towards the towering books sitting in a corner near the kitchen area. "I just need to find some sturdy bookcases."
"I'll head out with you tomorrow and we can look together."
Before Yuugi could explain to his blond haired friend that bookcases would be the only thing they would be looking for, a high pitched meow drew his attention to the hallway leading to his bedroom.
A fully grown Japanese Bobtail cat ran into the living room and jumped onto the back of the couch.
Yuugi gently took the cat into his arms and scratch her under chin. "Hello, Yuki."
The Librarian's eyes gleamed with unholy amusement as his cat and best friend stared each other down. He would never understand why the both of them didn't like each other.
The most ironic thing about this situation was the fact that it was Seto who had given them the cat as a college graduation present.
Yuugi gently tapped his finger on the cat's nose interrupting the staring contest. "As I about to say before Yuki decided to make her dramatic entrance, let me remind you that bookcases will be the only thing we will be looking for, Jou."
Jou groaned and gave his shorter friend a pleading look. "When is the last time you've been on a date, Yuugi? All you do is work these days! What happened to my friend who used to go out with me almost every weekend?"
"Are you trying to tell me that I'm boring now?" Yuugi chuckled as Jou quickly shook his head back and forth.
"I'm not saying that at all, and you know it. I'm just trying to say that it wouldn't hurt if you went out on a date or two or even three."
When he saw that gleam in Jou's eye, he knew that the blond was going to try and to convince him -successfully he might add- to go out with him and meet someone.
"I did meet someone." Yuugi blurted out, he mentally winced at how desperate that particular statement sounded to his ears.
"You did…?" disbelief was clear in Jou's deep voice and Yuugi sent him a half-hearted glare for it. "Sorry, Yuugi, who did you meet?"
Yuugi sent a quick prayer to the Gods to forgive him for his lie before saying. "Atemu, His name is Atemu Ishigami."
A small bout of silence descended on the two friends before Jou said. "Seriously? You met Atemu Ishigami?"
Yuugi blinked in surprise at his friends awe tone. "You know him?"
Jou slapped his forehead and groaned; the blond covered his amber eyes with his hand, and Yuugi heard him something mutter something under his breath.
"You're telling him that you don't know who Atemu Ishigami is?"
Yuugi placed Yuki back down on the floor before pushing his glasses up with his index finger. "If I knew him then we wouldn't be having this confusing conversation, Jou. Do me a favor and throw me a bone here would you?"
"Here," Jou reached into his jacket pocket and brought out a rolled up magazine, handing it to the shorter man.
Yuugi took the crumpled magazine and unfolded it. He stared at the cover for a moment before setting it down on the couch and rubbing his eyes. Ignoring Jou's amused stare, Yuugi picked the magazine back up and stared at the cover again.
There as plain as day, was Atemu's picture staring back at him. The photographer was wearing a long sleeved black silk shirt that was only half buttoned showing off his muscled chest. Mai Kujaku and Vivian Wong were posing next to him wearing black and red strapless dresses.
"You can keep it if you want." Jou's teasing voice brought him back to reality. "I know that picture is totally hot."
"He told me that he was a photographer."
"He is," Jou responded, tapping the magazine cover lightly. "He probably forgot to mention that he's one of Japan's best photographers. What was he doing at the library?"
"He had a flat tire," Yuugi stifled a groan of despair as he quickly ran through the evening. He could not believe he actually teased and flirted with the man! The worst part was that Atemu teased and flirted back.
The librarian desperately wished the floor would open and swallow him up.
"So-" Jou's question was interrupted when three firm knocks echoed throughout the apartment. Yuugi shot up from the couch and made his way to the door.
He pulled it open to see Ryou on the other side with a white bag in his hands. Yuugi quickly pulled his white-haired co-worker into his apartment and shut the door behind him.
Sweet, lovable, Ryou was going to be his shield against Jou's relentless questions.
"Hey, Ryou!" Jou stared hungrily at the bag in the pale-skinned man's hands. "What's in there?"
Ryou chuckled and toed off his boots before coming into the living area. "Ice-cream, I just wanted to make sure Yuugi got home okay."
"Barely, his damn car broke down again. I don't see why he doesn't get a new one."
"I can't," Yuugi pouted and followed Ryou to the kitchen to help with the ice-cream. "I love that car."
"That car doesn't love you," Jou and Ryou chorused.
Yuugi rolled his eyes and scooped the chocolate ice-cream into the glass bowl. He didn't mind them talking about his car as long as the conversation stayed away from-
"Hey, Ryou, did you know Yuugi met Atemu Ishigami today?"
"That famous photographer?" Ryou's response was one of genuine surprise. "I heard he only does shoots with supermodels…."
"Actors and Actresses as well."
"How's Bakura doing, Ryou!" Yuugi cut in quickly, he ignored the confused look Ryou gave him, and he didn't have to know that Jou mostly likely wearing one of his dirtiest smirks right about now.
"He's doing okay, though we haven't talked in two days…I tried calling him, but I'm only getting his voice mail."
"Probably on a mission or something,"
Ryou and Yuugi carried the bowls of ice-cream into the living room and situated themselves on the couch. Ryou gave the blond a playful glare for his earlier remark.
"For the last time, Jou! Bakura is not a thief or government agent!"
"Then what the hell does he do! The guy disappears for weeks on end and you don't tell me where he goes! So until you do, I'm sticking with thief or government agent!"
Yuugi snickered when Ryou muttered something under his breath that he knew wasn't very pleasant. He quickly stifled his laughter when Jou turned his attention back to him.
"So what happened between you and Atemu? You never finished the story!"
Yuugi knew that he wasn't getting out of it when Ryou turned to him curiously. Though he was more subtle about it, Ryou never gave up when a friend had a personal problem. He would not hound you like Jou or Anzu would, instead, he would wait patiently until you came to him.
He had a feeling those were one of those times.
"Nothing happened! We just talked until two of his friends picked him up that's all."
"Nothing happened, Yuugi?" Ryou leaned closer, his brown eyes flashing with concern. "Really?"
Yuugi felt his left eye twitch at the almost fake concern in his friends eyes. Ryou was just as curious as Jou was about his evening and even though they only knew each other for a solid year. Ryou knew how to press Yuugi's buttons.
Ryou knew that Yuugi didn't like to make anyone worry about him or take care of him. That was exactly why Ryou was giving him such a concerned look.
No matter how fake it was.
"We. Just. Talked! That's it. I had no idea he was famous or anything, and besides, what's the possibility of us meeting again? One in a million?"
If he ever met Atemu Ishigami again then it would be all too soon.
A/N : End Chapter Two. See you soon!