-I do not own anything-
I will be going to a music camp for the violin this week.
"Good Morning, Hinamori-san," Tadase smiled.
"I'm sorry I'm late, Hotori-san," Amu panted, sitting down in the seat opposite of him. They were in a café.
"I don't mind. You gave me enough to buy myself a coffee and also to buy you a chocolate shake with strawberries," After Tadase said that, a waiter placed the drink in front of her, earning a thank you from her.
"I feel kind of guilty, making you wait and pay for my drink," Amu sighed.
"It's okay. I would be glad if you could repay me by thanking me," He implied.
"Well, I am very grateful for your generosity, thanks," She gave him a smile.
"Well, we came here to talk about our practice schedule, right? How long does it take for you to write a song?" He asked, taking a sip from his coffee.
"Hmmm… A week at most which means I'll give you the song next week Saturday," The song writer answered.
"Once I have it, I'll practice it to my best," He cheered.
"Once I'm done, I'll head straight for you," The enthusiastic pinkette stated.
"I'll wait for it," Tadase added.
"Well, I guess that's it. It was much shorter than I thought," She finished her drink since it was a small.
"Well, I had a great time with you although it was short. I will be going now," He walked with her to the door.
"See you in a week's time," Amu waved, going their separate ways.
Ring! Ring! Ring!
"Hello?" She brought the phone to her ear.
"AMU-CHAN, WHERE ARE YOU?!" The sound of Kukai's voice blasted through the phone, causing Amu to bring the phone farther from her ear.
"I'm a few blocks away from the café I told you I would be meeting Tadase. We just fin-"
"GO TO THE CAFÉ!" He hung up without Amu's consent on anything. Sighing, Amu headed for the café.
Kukai had been waiting in front of the café. Nobody really thought he was the Kukai from the famous band because he spoke with a foreign accent.
"AMU-CHAN, GET IN THE CAR!" He sprang to her, throwing her into the limo. He entered the car and shut the door. The instant he shut the door the car began driving.
"W-What's wrong, Kukai?" She sat up properly concerned.
"We need your help with something. The model that was supposed to pose with Ikuto had the flu. We were all panicked, but then I thought about you," Kukai explained.
"What if I don't want to?" She snapped at him.
"C'mon, Amu-chan, be more mature. It's just a few shots," He tried convincing her.
"I am going nowhere near that pervert," Amu folded her arms.
"But, Amu-chan~!" Kukai pleaded to her.
"Amu, do you hate him or do you not care about him?" Nagi, sitting next to the chauffeur, asked her.
"I don't care one bit about him!" She exclaimed.
"Then you wouldn't mind," He told her. Amu was now frustrated at herself for falling for that.
"What benefit would I gain?" She succeeded on making an excuse.
"More fame. This photo shoot will be for a very famous cologne and perfume," Nagi made her excuse into a reason for doing it.
"Why does he need a woman in it?" She went for her last resort.
"For the ad, the man will be the cologne, and the woman will be the perfume," He told her.
"Also, the cologne is blue, and the perfume is pink which means it's perfect for both of you," Kukai added.
"Once we arrive there, you will be immediately heading to the changing room so that the stylists will get you ready," Nagi instructed.
-Time Skip-
"Where's the girl you brought?" The photographer asked impatiently.
"She should be finished with makeup and wardrobe by now," Nagi looked at his watch.
"I'll go check on her," Kukai ran to the dressing room.
"Who'd you bring, Nagi?" Ikuto walked up to him.
"Here's a hint. Pink," He hinted off, instantly getting a reaction.
"Why?" The blue haired celebrity gritted his teeth out of irritation.
"You already know," Nagi smirked for a second, but that smirk fell to a smile.
"She's ready!" Kukai yelled, grinning and gesturing at the thin air next to him.
"Where is she?" The photographer asked, looking around Kukai.
"Where- Amu-chan, quit being shy. You look fine," The drummer took a few steps back, looking at someone behind the wall.
"But I've never worn a dress before in a long time," You could hear whispered words.
Kukai whispered a few words only she and he could hear.
"Fine," She admitted defeat, walking out in the open.
Please Review!
