Chapter 10

Haruki Asami sighed in frustration. She was a producer and a director, not a talent agent. Somehow she just knew that the information that the flirtatious boy that nicknamed her "Milky", she winced in disgust at the sexist remark, should not be revealed to him. The young woman obviously didn't like him or, his music. She had practically used her manager as a shield when they weren't filming.

She shook her head. "Sho... I'm sorry, but I can't give you that information. It's confidential and her agency would not be happy with someone giving out her information freely to just anyone." She explained.

He furrowed his brow. "I'm not just anyone!" He told her, angry with her comment, comparing him to a commoner. "I am number one on the charts! I am the most popular musician right now!" He huffed.

She rolled her eyes. "Sho, no... this is something I will not budge on. If you want that information, it will have to be given by her." She told him with finality. And that isn't going to happen in your lifetime.

"I just want to get to know her. Maybe find out if she's willing to do another PV for me." He lied.

Haruki looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "Mmhmm, if that's the case, then I will contact LME when the time comes and submit the proposal. If she has the time to... then we'll include her in your next PV." She explained to him; although, after what she had learned from Hiroaki about the young woman's busy schedule with Dark Moon, she seriously doubted that it would happen any time soon, especially if the show did as well as she thought it would. Hiroaki just didn't have the confidence in himself as she did for him. She was quite confident that the show would be a hit for years to come, with his talent and she was equally as certain that Sho's intentions were not as pure as he would have liked her to believe.

She was nervous. Even though she had Bo under her live acting belt, she had never participated in this type of interview. Although... Kuon appeared to be fairly nervous himself. She gave him an inquisitive look.

"Are you nervous?" She whispered to him so as not to allow anyone else in on their conversation.

He looked at her a little shocked and straightened. How could she tell? He cleared his throat. "Well, I am a little. It is a very big project and it has high expectations." He told her and she understood.

She nodded her head. "You mean the original actor that played Katsuki?" Remembering the day they both took to binge watch a season of the original show together.

Kuon sighed. "That would be correct. I just hope that I'm able to do the role justice when the time comes. Do you have Mio figured out yet?"

She groaned a bit. "I've been thinking on it, but she's still not completely all there just yet." She sighed. "I'm just having a hard time trying to figure out what I'm missing." She looked up at him with a bit of nervous desperation in her eyes.

He smiled softly. "You'll figure her out."

"Feya-san... Ren-san, it's time." The producer called to them to let them know the group interview for the show was about to start.

Kuon held out his hand to her. "Well... I suppose that's our cue."

She was stunning and he was speechless. She had dyed her hair back to raven black and cut it to just below her waist. She had braided it to keep it out of her way and only wore a touch of makeup. If he had not known better, he could swear that Feya Misonoi was Kyoko's doppelganger or, Kyoko herself.

Her appearance at Fuji TV had shocked him. Normally, he didn't believe in the supernatural, but he could swear that seeing her was sending him a message. Was she a gift or, divine retribution? Toshi Hanada just couldn't answer that question. Two girls that were his type. One was absolute perfection and the other pretty darn close. He pinched the inside of his wrist to make certain he wasn't dreaming.

"Hanada-san, we need you to help out with security at Exit 3A, near the alley." The short dark haired older man told him as he pointed to a new monitor on the left.

Toshi almost froze. When did they install that? His mind screamed in the panic of the loss of a very good blind spot. Now he was going to have to find a new place to hold his next conversation. Not that he would use that one again, but it was still a really good one that was nearby, that could be used in a pinch.

"The cast of Dark Moon will be leaving shortly and with all of the ruckus the fans are causing, we need you over there to help out. Just be careful, there will be a lot of female fans because of Ren Tsuruga and you know how crazy his fans tend to get." His superior warned.

Toshi nodded. "Got it. I'll head over there right now." He told him. Maybe I'll get to meet Misonoi-san. He grinned excitedly. Maybe I'll get to touch her. His eyes became darker with his thoughts as he walked to Exit 3A.

There was a familiar scent. She would find it hard to describe later, but the only words that came to mind were cloying and strangely enough, enticing. It made her want to bare her fangs and find the most unusual scent's source. She startled when she felt a hand on her shoulder.

"Feya..." He whispered closely to her ear. "You need to calm yourself." He warned.

She startled when she felt her fangs graze her tongue as she licked her dry lips and clear her throat. "Sorry, Ren." She whispered back and nodded.

He gave her a worried look. "We'll talk later." He told her as security lead them through the crowd and to the bus the cast had taken from the studio and to the ambulance where she and Ren would separate until later. She would accompany Director Ogata to the hospital and Ren would meet her there later to pick her up. The poor, fragile man had hyperventilated and passed out from all of the stress. They were sending him to the hospital to make sure he hadn't injured himself when he fell from his seat.

"Are you going to be okay?" He asked while rubbing her arm gently to distract her from the apparent blood lust she had just suffered from.

She nodded. "I'll be fine. I'll explain later." She assured him.

"Alright... Text me when you get there. I'll leave to pick you up as soon as we get back to the studio." He glanced toward the waiting bus.

"Okay..." She answered as he helped her into the ambulance just behind the unconscious director.

Kuon waved to her as the ambulance pulled away. He looked around into the sea of unfamiliar faces to decipher why Kyoko had behaved that way and saw one that caught his eye. For some strange reason, he felt the need to make his presence known to this particular male. He walked up to the security guard and looked at his name-tag. He smiled brightly and gave him a small bow. "Thank you for taking care of us Hanada-san. That would have been a difficult situation had you and the others not been here to help out."

The hair on the back of Hanada's neck stood on end at the imposing male's voice. It boomed in his mind and froze him in place. His mind went blank. The only response he was capable of at the moment, was a quick sharp nod of acknowledgment. He didn't know why, but this man terrified him. He was dangerous and he was his new toy's guardian. He smiled inwardly after Kuon left, the challenge of the hunt was going to be quite enjoyable. He could have never guessed that he would be on the lower end of the food chain with this particular prey/predator when he decided to ignore his instincts.