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Haruka bowed, greeting the staff in the studio as she walked in. She stopped when she spotted Kiyoko not too far away from her and looked to her manager. He looked up from his phone, looking at Kiyomi. "Ah...yes," he said, looking back to his phone. "The company wanted two girls for this advert. You're one of them and because Kiyomi-san is quite famous on the internet, they contacted her too."
Haruka went to the dressing room and sat in front of her mirror while her stylist and make-up artist swarmed around her, getting everything done. Kiyoko walked in and froze upon seeing Haruka. "Matsuoka-san!" she greeted and did a 90 degrees bow out of politeness. "Nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you too, Akiyama-san," Haruka smiled. "You don't have to be so formal around me. Just call me Haruka and cut out the bow."
"Then please call me Kiyomi too," she smiled and sat next to Haruka.
After appearing at a few events as Akiyama Kiyomi, Kiyoko was slowly adapting to the role, acting more natural as the days pass by. "Kiyo-" Kimiko, Kiyoko's sister, shouted as she rushed into the dressing room but stopped herself as soon as she saw Haruka. "-mi..." she corrected herself. "Kiyomi-san...um...actually, it can wait until your job is done here."
Haruka watched the two sisters and smiled a little to herself. She had always suspected something about Akiyama Kiyomi but couldn't quite put her finger on it. Haruka looked at Kiyoko and raised an eyebrow at the other girl. "Kiyomi-san, do you normally wear glasses?"
Kiyoko froze in her seat and started panicking. "Um...I...I-I...y-yeah," Kiyoko answered. "I mean...I do need glasses but I usually wear contact lenses because they are more convenient for me and my glasses are broken so I have no glasses to wear at the moment but yes, I do need glasses to help me see. Why would you ask that though? Do you wear glasses, Haruka-san?"
"No, I don't," Haruka said, smiling a little and looked away, letting her make-up artist do her job. "But I do know someone who wears glasses as well and looks an awful lot like you."
"Oh do you?" Kiyoko asked, a little too unnaturally which only gave Haruka more confidence in her suspicion.
Before they could continue on about the topic, they were called for to start the filming for the advert. After the shoot, Haruka went to change first because she had another schedule after the shoot. As she was coming out from the dressing room, Kiyoko just finished her individual shots and was heading into the dressing room. "See you again, Kiyoko-san," Haruka smiled.
"See you again," Kiyoko replied without thinking. Her eyes widened when she finally realised what Haruka had called her. Haruka smirked a little and gave Kiyoko a wink before leaving.
~.~
"She knows..." Kiyoko muttered to herself as she began pacing up and down. After her own shoot, Kiyoko had gone back to working as Kise's personal assistant. While Kise was having his photos taken, Kiyoko was worrying about what happened at her own shoot. "Haruka-san knows...I'm going to be exposed...Kise-san will know about this soon...I'm dead...I'm so dead..."
"Boo!"
Kiyoko screamed and dropped everything she was holding. Kise was shocked that she became so shock and stared at her with his eyes widened. "Kise-san!" Kiyoko gasped, putting her hand on her chest over her heart, trying to calm herself. "Please don't do that again, Kise-san!"
"Sorry, I didn't know you would get scared so easily," Kise said, helping her pick up her things. He picked up a piece of paper and frowned a little, reading it. "Oh? Since when do I have an advert to shoot for?" Kise asked.
Kiyoko snatched the paper back quickly before Kise could see who it was for. "Er...you don't," Kiyoko said, trying to think of a story to tell. "Um...well...you see, I'm a big fan of Haruka-san's," she lied. "That's her schedule. I was hoping I could meet her at one of her schedules."
"Oh? But I know Rukacchi," Kise frowned, looking at Kiyoko. "And you know that I know her. If you wanted to meet her, you could just ask me. And you see her all the time when we have photo shoots together! I never knew you were her fan."
Kiyoko laughed nervously and looked away. She could think of a better explanation but at that moment, that was the only thing that crossed her mind. All she hoped for was that Kise would buy her story though it didn't look like he believed her.
"I know! You're secretly Ki-chan's fan!" Kise gasped. "I knew it! You want to get close to Rukacchi to get close to Ki-chan, am I right? Rukacchi had an advert shoot with Ki-chan this morning...did you go and see them?"
Kiyoko laughed nervously but was glad that she escaped a disaster. "Yeah...but I didn't get to see anyone," Kiyoko lied. "Guess I went a little too late. They were gone before I got there."
"Ah...it would have been nice if I got to meet Ki-chan again..." Kise sighed. "Why does it seem like Ki-chan is so close yet so far? I've seen her twice already but we haven't talked much and...I still haven't got her phone number! It's me! Kise Ryouta! How can I not get her number?"
"Maybe if you annoy her enough, she'll give it to you."
Kise shot her a look then chuckled and ruffled Kiyoko's hair. "You're a little cutie, aren't you? I didn't know that Kiyoko-san had a sense of humour," he laughed. "But you're right. I should just annoy Ki-chan until she gives up her phone number. I won't give up! I've decided that I will ask Ki-chan out!"
~.~
Kiyoko screamed into her pillow and kicked her legs, groaning to herself. Kimiko stared at her sister, spinning around in her chair and stopped herself before she got dizzy. Kiyoko took in a deep breath then screamed again into her pillow. Kimiko watched her sister, looking bored and let out a yawn. "Why are you screaming into your pillow? I don't think it's a bad thing if Kise-kun finds out about you."
"It is a bad thing! I'm not Kiyomi, I'm Kiyoko!" she groaned and kicked her legs, screaming into her pillow once more. "Kise-san will be so disappointed if he knows the truth behind Kiyomi..."
"But Kiyomi is you," Kimiko blinked. "Apart from the name, what else is different?"
"I'm not Kiyomi..."
"Okay...so you wear glasses. And you're not famous on the internet as Shinomiya Kiyoko but who cares? If he likes Kiyomi, he'll like you as Kiyoko," Kimiko explained. "So...I suggest that you just straight up and tell him you're Kiyomi."
Kiyoko pulled at her hair and screamed into her pillow again, kicking her legs even more. Kimiko sighed, getting up from the chair and left the room. Somehow, she felt that it would become Kiyoko's habit to scream into her pillow and kick her legs. It was best if Kimiko stayed away from her sister for a while.
~Few Days Later~
"Om..."
It was once again, Haruka's yoga time. Everything was going smoothly until her meditation time. It seemed like everyone timed themselves to only interrupt Haruka when she got to her meditation time. This time was no different when the doorbell rang, disrupting Haruka's yoga time.
"Om, leave me alone. Om, please go away. Om, I'm going to turn into a serial killer soon. Om, why can't I ever get my meditation time?" Haruka sighed. She opened her eyes and glared at her door.
Reluctantly, Haruka got up from her yoga mat and went to open the door. Kise and Chinatsu grinned at her, waiting to be invited into her house but Haruka did not budge. "Oops...looks like we came at the wrong time," Chinatsu said and went on her tip-toes, peering over Haruka's shoulder and saw the yoga mat. "Yoga?!" she gasped. "You should have invited me, Haruka!"
"Yoga time is my only relaxing time. I would really appreciate if you guys would stop coming to my house during yoga time."
"But we have something really important to ask you!" Kise pouted and pushed past Haruka, going into her house. "We need your help, Haruka!"
Haruka sighed, closing the door behind her after letting Chinatsu in. She went to her open kitchen and opened the fridge, getting the carton of orange juice and poured herself a glass of juice, looking at the two. "Right, what do you need?" she asked, looking at her two friends. "Who's first?" Chinatsu raised her hand quickly, way before Kise could. "Chinatsu-san?"
"Right. It's actually way more important than Kise-kun's. I need you to help me choose between light pink and peach for the napkins at my reception for my wedding. Also, your dress is light blue, isn't it? Should Daiki's best man match you with a light blue shirt or just the tie? Oh! And we need to go shopping for the gifts! Is a picture of Daiki and I a little too much? And I need help assigning people to the tables."
Haruka groaned, downing her glass of juice. "Chinatsu-san...you interrupted my yoga time for this?"
"It's my wedding! It won't be long before the actual thing takes place! Daiki will still be playing for this charity tournament thing when we get married! Come on, Haruka, you have to help me!"
"Right..." Haruka muttered and looked at her phone, checking her schedule. "I'm free...the day after tomorrow," she said. "I'll book you in on that day and you will have me for the entire day to help with your wedding, okay? I seriously think you need to invest in a wedding planner."
"Wedding planners are expensive and they never know what you want. When it's your wedding, I'll free up an entire week just to help you!" Chinatsu grinned. "Thank you so much for your help, Haruka! I have to go now but just letting you know, Kise-kun is here for a ridiculous reason."
Kise waited until Chinatsu left and ran up to Haruka, hugging her arm tightly and started whining. "Rukacchi! I want to meet with Ki-chan again!" he pouted and looked up at her with puppy eyes. "I know you're filming an advert with her. Please, please, please can you bring me along?"
Haruka sighed loudly, closing her eyes. Chinatsu was right about Kise being here for a ridiculous reason. "No," Haruka said coldly. Kise immediately let go of her arm and pointed at Haruka dramatically but before he could say anything, Haruka put her hand on his face and pushed it to the side. "The advert filming ended anyway. The only thing left is the individual shoots and the poster shoots but we won't be going together."
"EH?!" Kise exclaimed. "No way! Well...can you get her schedule so you know...we can both go and see her?"
"It's so rare to see Kise Ryouta acting as a fan of someone else. It's always one of my friends asking if I could introduce them to you," Haruka said. "And no, I won't do such things just so you could meet Kiyomi-san. You're raising funds for her charity, aren't you? I'm sure she'll come and see you at one of your matches. You can see her then."
"Rukacchi!"
"Kise-kun. Please, stop being annoying now. There is a limit to how much one can take and you are so close to my limit at the moment. You ruined yoga time, please can you not ruin my quiet time?"
"You have a lot of times, Rukacchi..." Kise mumbled.
Haruka glared at him and Kise shivered, standing up immediately. "I'm going to get another glass of juice. I hope that when I turn around from the fridge, I will no longer see anything that does not belong in my house. Do you understand, Kise-kun?"
Kise nodded and Haruka gave him a fake smile, turning to the fridge and as promised, took out the carton of orange juice. When she closed the fridge and turned around, Kise was nowhere to be seen, giving back her peace and quiet. Outside, Kise was waiting for the elevator and let out a huge sigh. "Rukacchi was no help after all..." he muttered. "When did Rukacchi become so scary? She's Akashicchi's girlfriend indeed..."
"Here to bother Haruka again?" Kise jumped at the sudden voice and looked at Akashi who was just returning home and stepping out of the elevator. Deep in his thoughts, Kise didn't even realise the elevator arriving. "What did you say about Haruka being my girlfriend indeed?"
"Nothing!" Kise said and rushed into the elevator, pressing the close button furiously. He let out a sigh of relief and felt his legs giving way. "Ah...those two are too much to handle..."
