A/N: Back from Hong Kong!
Disclaimer: I do not own Full Moon wo Sagashite.
Playing With Fire: G.A. Modeling Agency
Izumi: age 19
Nachi: age 17
Takuto: age 18
Madoka: age 17
Meroko: age 17
Wakaouji: age 28
Ooshige: age 24
Previously on Playing with Fire
"And who is this 'certain model'?" Izumi asked through gritted teeth. As Nachi leaned in and whispered, "Hey man, keep your cool. It's not worth it."
"Oh you'll find out soonnnnn," Jonathan taunted and laughed when he saw Izumi's hand forming a fist. "Oh, the guests are here. You'll find you answer soon Izumi." Jonathan continued.
Grudgingly, Izumi sat up again, back straight against his chair, to reform his top model composure. As the door opened there were a blinding amount of flashes outside, making it seemed as if the guests were walking through a tunnel filled with shimmering lights.
The first person walking in was the singer Tomoko Engoki with her manager Masami Ooshige. Then it was world renowned producer and manager Keiichi Wakaouji with his protégée Takuto Kira with a girl practically hanging off his arm—
"Madoka Wakamatsu??" Both Izumi and Eichi whispered in astonishment. They were both surprised. Madoka was the most famous female top model of the era and has a bright future ahead of her.
Izumi nudged Jonathan and asked, "Wait… the 'certain model'… it isn't her is it?"
I'm happy to say that it is."Jonathan smirked knowing that Izumi would be unhappy that someone will be stealing his limelight. Jonathan's smirk quickly changed to a warm, welcoming smile as he walked forward towards the model.
"Look at that two-faced phony…" Izumi muttered to Nachi with which he replied, "Well, he is our boss. What can you do about it?"
"Welcome Madoka, Takuto, Wakaouji-san. Please take you're seats when you're ready. A big welcome to you too, Engoki-san and Ooshige-san" Jonathan said, nodding towards each person as he said their name.
Izumi was following Madoka in the corner of his eye as she plopped down on the seat next to Nachi. She was officially now his rival.
"Erm, Madoka," Takuto whispered. "You're not supposed to be sitting there. You're not a judge."
"Damn right," Izumi smiled and murmured in a low voice so only Nachi could hear. Nachi chuckled.
"But I want to sit next to you, Takuto." Madoka pouted. Izumi rolled his eyes and muttered , "Women…"
"Madoka, stop being difficult…" Takuto replied.
"I'm sorry, but Takuto here, is right," Izumi leaned back and said with an 'as a matter of fact' tone.
Madoka glared at Izumi for a second and then smiled sweetly at Takuto and wrapped her arms around him. "But Takuto…" she purred. "I'm sure you could do something about that can't you? Just ask them to pull up a chair. Won't you do that? For me?"
Takuto pushed her back gently. "Come on Madoka. Don't be a bad girl, you know I can't do that. Go sit with Wakaouji for now. It's not that bad."
"He's right Madoka. It's not that bad," Izumi smirked as he played devil's advocate.
"Hymph," Madoka stood up and before she stomped away, she managed to give Izumi a cold glare.
"Nice meeting you too!" Izumi called out after her and saluted her.
"That wasn't smart," Nachi pointed out.
"Why is that? That just made my day a little bit more enjoyable."
"For one, we're working with her starting Monday."
"Crap! Wait… so, who's afraid of her? I'll show her how the real models work in G.A. and then she'll be—hey!"
Jonathan cut Izumi off by bonking him on the head with his notepad. He lowered his head and whispered to Izumi, "Play nice and stop goofing off. It's starting."
While Izumi was making Madoka mad, he didn't realize that most of the guests had already took their places and the photographers were along the sides ready to take photos of the contestants aspiring to be the new talent of the G.A. Modeling Agency.
Jonathan, who was the founder of the G.A. Modeling Agency now now took the center of the stage. "Welcome to the fourth annual Gentlemen's Alliance talent search. Only three short years ago, our very own famous faces now representing the G.A. were found. Please give a hand to Izumi Lio and Nachi Shidou!"
Izumi and Nachi made their way to the stage as the camera crew furiously took pictures of the dynamic duo. After giving a short speech (that was all impromptu) about their mission statement and the reason for hold such an elaborate contest, the two sat down. Jonathan went on to introduce the special guests and they all stood up as their name was called.
Jonathan cleared his throat, "Also, I would like to introduce to you our new model Madoka Wakamatsu. It is a pleasure and honor for the G.A. to have her here and to work with us. Did I mention that she will be our first female model? We are expecting great things from her in the future." Izumi made a face at that while all audiences clapped. Madoka stood up from her place and turned around to wave at the camera crew.
"To put a twist on this, today's talent search will not be for male models, but for female models, our first generation of female G.A. models will be born!"
Through the whole contest, Izumi was trying very hard to stifle his yawns. He was THAT bored. All the girls were pretty mediocre; he could tell judging from the way they stood, and how they strutted their non-existent 'stuff' on four inch heels- downright terrible. It didn't take them that long to cut the list of fifty down to ten. It turned out that the ten were now going to be accepted to the G.A.
"Gah. That was beyond boring." Izumi said in a low voice to Nachi. Nachi just sighed at his friend.
"These ten girls will be admitted into the G.A. as an understudy to their mentor Wakamatsu-san. Only until Wakamatsu-san feels that they are ready, will the girls truly represent G.A. Out of these ten girls, only five will make it to be our first generation models for G.A."
Izumi laughed, "Meaning they still have to undergo torture. They're gonna have fun."
Nachi nodded in agreement as they exited the room. "I think Madoka has a lot of stuff under her sleeves,"he added.
Izumi and Nachi were walking to the dressing room when suddenly there was a loud commotion. Their body guards were running towards them and started ushering them to the back door, huddling around them in a protective stance.
"What's going on?" Nachi asked.
"It's not safe here," the bodyguard replied and pushed his subjects along. "Tomoko Engoki has just been shot on her way out of the studio. We can't pinpoint where the sniper is so it's estremely dangerous to stay here."
"That girl was from Seed Records right?" Nachi questioned he was being pushed into their limousine.
The bodyguard looked troubled. "Yes," he replied grimly. "This is the fourth case were someone has died in Seed Records."
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