A very important announcement from the author:
I've decided not to delete this story but I've deleted the chapters after this chapter.
I'm literally banned from the computer so it's kinda hard for me to write the chapters.
Mom and Dad says that I'm not doing my best in school that's why they banned me even though my lowest mark is Earth Science which is 86
While my highest mark is English which is 95, followed by Filipino 94.
It's just so hard to understand parent's right?
Anyways,
BELATED MERRY CHRISTMAS AND HAPPY NEW YEAR!
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Rockstar Love Chapter 2
By: AYUMU10
Last edited: 10/03/09
---I did not plagiarized this incase someone has the same story or plot for that matter---
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Okay, now they were in the studio.
Director Kenzo was instructing them on what to do, with only a pair of ears listening. Yes, he did not listen... well not really, he pretended to listen. He felt a small stab of pain on his side, he looked at the culprit and glared at her. She gave him the he's-about-to-end look and immediately shifted her gaze to director Kenzo. They were asked to go back tomorrow for the shooting. It was at Nagoya, where scenery looked...romantic. For two days and one night they were to stay there to finish their commercial.
She turned to him and flashed him a smile, "I'll be looking forward to working with you tomorrow!"
She ran to the exit but not without saying—"by the way, I'm sorry for wasting your time!"
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I used the backdoor for precautions—who knows if a mob of girls are waiting outside to ambush me. If there isn't a mob of girls, well, there's always Naru. I messaged Ruka to meet me at a nearby cafe. Tokyo Cafe. Our all time favorite meeting place, it's not like we're dating or something its just that it has the best coffee—even better than what Starbucks have. I got out of the studio and started to walk to Tokyo Cafe with my trusty hat and shades on but of course that still didn't stop the women to look over my direction and gawk as I passed them. I gave them one last sexy smirk before disappearing inside the cafe; I swear to God I saw someone faint.
One cocky bastard indeed.
I arrived at the place after 5 minutes. I tried to think of the girl in my dreams, the auburn hair...the sunny smile...the ha—ouch!. My head probbed with pain.
Why does thinking of the past gives me headaches? Is it really better to leave it at that?
I didn't feel nor hear the person beside me, I was to engrossed in my reverie, not until he tapped my shoulder that is. I looked at him as he got the table napkin that I have been writing things on, unconciously. He read it and gave me the thing.
"That's really good Natsume... why not finish it?" I nodded and muttered an 'I'll try'. He gave me the look, with that I knew what he was going to say. He would say he's busy—trying to save his furry friends.
"I'm sorry Natsume but I'm quite busy, Imai got new blackmailing pictures and I need to get it before my reputation crumbles" I didn't see that one coming; I slowly nodded my head."and—oh, shit! Sorry but I gotta go."
I raised a brow at his retreating figure when did he start cursing? Maybe it's the stress that he gets from Imai..., I looked at the piece of paper crumpled in my hands. I can barely read my unusually scrawny looking handwriting.
Ooh, baby you're the girl of my dreams.
That auburn hair, that perky nose, and oooh those lovely eyes!
If you were only rea-eal, yeah, rea-eal
I would be your Romeooo-eo
Your unique red-eyed Romeo.
Ooh, baby you're the girl of my dreams.
The girl who keeps appearing everytime I'm ouuuut.
Ooh baby, ooh baby, you're the girl of my dreams--.
Brrr...brrr... He got out his vibrating phone and looked at the message.
Ruka:
Well, that was a new side of you today Natsume.
I didn't know you're into that Shakespeare stuff.
You can publish that, it's nice.
And ooh, baby you're the gir---
No way in hell.
He folded the piece of paper and silently exited the cafe and into the busy streets of Tokyo. Ooh, baby you're the girl of my dreams.
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Brr...brr...Rukas looked at the message at his cell, he could see the person on the other line smirking. That traitor!
Hotaru Imai:
It was a pleasure doing business with your bestfriend Nogi. Your pictures will be on sale starting tomorrow at Central Town.
Received: 2:43 pm
Teet...teet...
Hotaru Imai:
Don't bother asking the location, you'll know where I'm selling if you see a long line of girls with hearts in their eyes.
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Nogi's_embarrassment_with_chick loaded!
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I'll give that one for free Nogi :$
Received: 2:44 pm
Brr...brr
Natsume:
Forwarded, originally from H. Imai
It was great doing business with you Hyuuga. I bet I'll earn about a 100 000 yen from this picture.
Received: 2:46 pm
"NATSUME!" A french blonde man yelled in frustration. And with that, a bird just fell dead.
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Hotaru's side.
"NATSUME!" I was printing my blackmail pictures of Ruka aka my money maker. I even made a tarpaulin, a mug, a shirt and a bag. I put the stuffs in my bag.
Invention 161: Inside Compressor
Many things can be put inside despite its small appearance. You could say that the stuffs are shrinked to a smaller miniature version.
EXCLUSIVELY FOR HOTARU IMAI ONLY.
I looked at the other end of the street where I'm currently in. I saw a flash of blonde hair, I immediately knew it was him; I turned my heels and hailed a cab to the opposite direction.
"Pfft... what a girly shrill"
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Commercial Time!
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"Natsume..." Mikan's voice trailed off. She looked at the boy on her lap who instinctively looked up when he heard her utter her name.
"What?" He said in a not-so-audible voice but with gentleness evident in it.
"Do you know what day it is today?"She said as she looked up to the starry skies above them, her hand still running in the boy's raven hair. They looked picturesque in that scene. When she heard no response from him, she decided to answer her own question.
"It's Valentine's Day." She got a small box out of her pocket; it was tinted with crimson red, Natsume's color and decorated with small Sakura Flowers, Mikan's representation.
They both looked up the starry skies as Natsume held Mikan's free hand with his, quietly inserting the box in between.
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"And Cut!"
He motioned the cut sign with his hands then called his actors. He gave each of them a pat on the head, ruffling their hair in the process before instructing the graphic artist on what to add.
"You both did well, your payments are already with your managers."
"What's with the pat and the ruffling?" Mikan asked to no one in particular. She turned around, faced Natsume and gave him a smile. "Come on Natsume, let's go"
Oh how he wanted to say, 'that's Hyuuga for you' but he kept his mouth shut and followed her to the rooms.
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She didn't even knew him and she was now on the first name basis, it was just Natsume and Hyuuga, nothing more.
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"Aaah! There's nothing to dooo!" Mikan whined, rolling from side to side tangling her smoothe hair. After she dragged Natsume she told him to wait for her but when she came back he was not there. And that was just so frustrating.
"Ne Natsume, you wouldn't mind me calling that do you? It's not that I want to feel close to you it's just that when I think of call you Hyuuga I picture as an old man." Mikan gave him a grin and ran to the vending machine to get her favorite lemon tea.
"wait for me okay?"
"Hn." She wasn't sure of his answer but oh well who cares. She skipped merrily to the vending machine, popped a in a coin and got her favorite lemon tea. She turned around to see Natsume but he was nowhere to be seen. She went to the place to where she last left Natsume and scourged the place but still he was nowhere in sight. She waited there until her lemon tea was all drank up, just as she was about to leave, she saw the graphic manager and asked him where Natsume was. She fumed with furry at his response.
"Oh hey! Gio, have you seen Natsume?"
"Natsume? He's already in his room. I saw him heading there about half an hour ago" Gio excused himself from the conversation after he saw that he was late for another appointment. Mikan said her thanks with her teeth clenched tight as the word came out of her teeth, venomously.
"Thanks" Natsume Hyuuga!
Tweet Tweet! Callinggg!
Mikan looked at the caller ID, it was her sister slash bestfriend: Hotaru.
"Hotaruuu!"
"Shut up Mikan"
"Get me Hyuuga's autograph and I won't kill this teddy bear of yours" Mikan could see Hotaru pointing her baka gun at her teddy.
"You wouldn't dare!"
"Oh yes I will. Oh look, beary's arm went off"
"If you don't want beary headless when you come back then better get it"
Sigh. "fi-fine"
Beary's arm didn't really went off did it? She cringed at the thought.
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Natsume. Natsume. Natsume... where the hell are you?! Mikan searched the place from the vending machine to the hallway. She took a little detour to the kitchen to stuff herself with food in which she found that was full of sweets. It actually took her a full hour to stuff herself, glutton much? Mikan was about to go to the poolside when she saw a door ajar in the hallway so she sneakily peaked in.
She found Gio, the graphic artist running left and right, typing left and right in the small crowded room. Gio was about to run to the left computer which Mikan named because it was located at the left side of the room when Gio tripped on one of the wires among the many that was lying beneath his feet which was now caging him, preventing him to do further movements.
"Hahaha!"
"A little help please?" Mikan helped Gio untangle himself from the wires.
"Gio, do you know what Natsume's room number is? I need to get his autograph."
"Hyuuga-san's? It's room 105. Were you not listening to the director when he was giving the instructions?" She gave a nervous laugh.
"Err...thanks Gio" She quietly slipped out of the room.
THUD.
Mikan went back to the room to see Gio lying on the floor in another complicated position.
"Another help?"
"Later."
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Knock knock knock
And a few times more.
No answer.
He really was testing her patient doesn't he? The bastard.
She was a well-brought up girl but this one was a different case for her; she has other important appointment to attend to so she opened the door without his approval. Who cares? She thought.
'He does.'
You still owe me, Natsume Hyuuga.
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A/N: Happy New Year!
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Will you give me that stress relieving review now? Please :3
