Chapter 10

Disclaimer: SqaureEnix's characters are not my own, and I only own Analuxia.

A/N: This is a chapter I've been particularly excited about. I hope it goes according to plan because I like it so I hope you do too!

Warning: Swearing, possible lemon (or lime) and maybe other things that I haven't thought about but still want to include.

One Month Later...

Analuxia leaned against the window of the aircraft. She watched as her breath blew condensed circles on the glass. Her and Tseng were on their way to Arcades, a city located in the country of Rabanastre. This was where "Fierce" currently resided, according to Rufus. Although he didn't know much about him (hence the mission) he did know that.

"Would you like something to drink madam, sir?" the air hostess asked, adjusting her short skirt a bit as she gazed at Tseng.

"No thank you" they both answered. The hostess spent just a bit too much time watching them, or watching Tseng, before she made her way down the plane, her butt wiggling as she walked.

"The ladies seem to love you!" Analuxia joked, grinning into Tseng's lovely face. "That hostess couldn't get enough!"

Tseng just shrugged his shoulders and looked the slightest bit embarrassed. "Well, we are on a job so there is no time for girls" he replied, giving her a hint of a smile. "And anyway, she's not my type".

He actually made a joke! Analuxia laughed. It seemed that Tseng was becoming a little less professional now that he wasn't directly located in the Shin-Ra building. Ana was enjoying the new Tseng that was just breaking out of his shell.

"So what else did the boss tell you? Will there be transport waiting for us at the airport?"

Tseng nodded. "Yes. Shin-Ra said that he'd arranged for someone to pick us up and drop us off at the hotel we'll be staying in. From there, you will get made-over into "Analina Lockova" and I will be your most trusted guard, "Darhone Rhapsody".

Analuxia nodded as she took in the new information. She was going to have to remember to call Tseng "Darhone". Analina wouldn't be so hard. Either way, it could still be abbreviated to "Ana".

"I'm really enchanted about my so-called "fans". Is Rufus actually going to ask people to pretend to be my fans? Or has he persuaded them to believe that I'm a top-class model as well?"

Tseng also had an answer for this one. "Well... Rufus told me that he had paid some actors to pretend to be your fans. Others are people that work for him that will also act. They have all been sworn to secrecy although the actors don't know the real idea behind why they have to pretend. But to them, it's just another bit of acting so they're happy".

"Ah" Analuxia smiled. "It seems like Mr Shin-Ra has planned this out very well indeed".

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When they got to the airport, sure enough, there was a car waiting for them. The driver seemed to recognise them straight away although Analuxia had never seen him before. Judging by Tseng's expression, he hadn't either. The car journey was long and Ana spent most of the time daydreaming and watching Rabanastre go by. It was an enchanting place and Ana wanted to visit again another time. But then, it would be for pleasure, not work.

"Analuxia, we've arrived". Tseng's gentle nudging brought her eyes to open.

"Was I sleeping?" Ana asked, rubbing her eyes to clear her vision.

Tseng gave her another hint of a smile. This one was a bit larger than the last. "Yes, you were. You look cute when you sleep. Your mouth was open!"

Analuxia could have died. She had slept with her mouth open around Tseng? This was a nightmare! He now probably thought she was a mad, clumsy, loony freak who slept with her mouth open. Great.

That thought was soon pushed to the back of her mind when Analuxia got out of the car and caught a glimpse of the hotel that they were going to stay in. "Oh my gosh!"

She could tell that even Tseng was impressed. He led the way inside and into the reception area. This was also breathtaking. There was the sound of soft, running water that came from the ornamental fountains that had been placed around the foyer. The floor was made of polished, pearl-colored marble and the whole place seemed to be decked out in glass, gold and rich, ruby reds. When the receptionist greeted them, Ana let Tseng do all the talking.

"Hello there, my mistress and I have reserved two rooms here in the Bentleworth Suite. My name is Darhone Rhapsody. But the suite is under my mistress' name. Analina Lockova". Tseng plowed on, sounding very convincing indeed.

The receptionist searched for the names in her computer database and eventually seemed to find what she was looking for. She inspected Tseng and Analuxia with her eyes. Tseng was dressed all in black and Ana was wearing a designer summer dress and sunglasses, her straightened hair secured in a kirby grip.

The receptionist remembered what Tseng had told her about the suite they were staying in and her eyes widened slightly. "So how can you guys afford the Bentleworth Suite, if you don't mind me asking. It's just that it's incredibly expensive and apparently they only have celebrities or business tycoons to stay there since it's so expensive. But I'm new here, so I haven't got to witness that just yet. So how can you afford it?".

Analuxia pretended to look shocked. She stared at the receptionist before speaking, remembering to put on the "seductive Spanish" accent that Rufus had told her to do. "What! Don't you know who I am? I am Analina Lockova, a world-class model. I will be staying in your suite for a while before I fly out North for the Modelles Monthly magazine".

The receptionist looked amazed. "Oh my god, are you a model? Of course I should have guessed that, you are so beautiful! Please forgive me for being so rude, Miss Lockova. I'm honored to have spoken to a world-class model! And wow, Modelles Monthly? That's my favorite magazine! I hope you don't mind if I ask for your autograph?"

Analuxia smiled "the pouty smile". The receptionist looked mesmerised. "Of course. Just give me something to write with please". She was handed a sheet of letter-writing paper and a classy, gold pen. "What is your name, dahling?"

"Yasmin madam. Thank you so much!"

Analuxia wrote her signature on the paper before passing it back to Yasmin. "There you go". She looked towards Tseng. "Darhone, get the keys so we can get up to the suite. I need a hot bath. I can feel the slightest bit of tension in my shoulders".

She watched as Tseng was quickly handed the keys before making a show of leaving the entrance. Tseng stayed behind, to have a word with Yasmin, she presumed. Once he'd finished, they got in the elevator to the top floor. When the doors pinged open in the Bentleworth Suite, Ana was fascinated. The carpet here was so plush that Ana's shoes sunk deep into it. There were expensive jewels everywhere, even adorning the seperate doors. This was Ana's idea of utter heaven.

Tseng opened the bedroom door before giving her the key to hold. Analuxia gasped as she saw the room. It was separated into five rooms, like a huge apartment. There was a living room, kitchen, bathroom, master bedroom and the second bedroom. Ana explored each of the rooms, a massive smile lighting up her face the further she went in. Tseng stayed in the living room, talking to someone on his cell. By the tone of his voice, Analuxia guessed that it was Rufus.

Ana couldn't believe her luck. This was the kind of room she had dreamt of as a child. But one hundred times better. Ana never knew that places like this existed in this world. She leapt onto the four-poster bed in the master bedroom, marvelling at how the mattress bent into the shape of her body. Soon, Tseng came to join her.

"I see you are happy about the suite then" he grinned, standing just next to the bed as if he was afraid to sit on it.

"Of course I am! This is amazing!" Ana squealed, pulling Tseng down onto the bed with her in one of her fits of excitement. Tseng wasn't expecting it and fell on the bed, before accidentally rolling over onto Analuxia. He quickly got up, blushing profusely.

"Sorry Miss Lockworth. I lost my balance. Are you alright?"

Ana grinned at him, her cheeks flushed with excitement and embarrassment. "Yeah I'm fine. And it was my fault. I shouldn't have pulled you". Tseng shrugged and all was silent until Analuxia heard a buzzing sound, a bit like a doorbell.

Tseng looked up. "That would be the stylist Rufus ordered for you. Or maybe it's the elocutionist? Or the "barbie girl"

Analuxia sat up quickly, eyes wide with shock. "The barbie girl? Rufus sent me a "barbie girl"?!"

Tseng looked out the window of the reception-area. There were hoards of people all clambering around to get the closest they could to the entrance, although they were blocked by ropes. Analuxia was amazed.

"Oh my god, is this what Rufus meant when he said there were going to be some fans?"

Tseng nodded. "It seems a bit more than "some" to me though. There are also "paparazzi" there. Mr Shin-Ra hired them as well".

Analuxia just watched, mouth open. Yasmin on the other hand was talking. Far too much.

"Oh my gosh! I've never seen a famous person before. I mean, someone as famous as you, Miss Lockova. I've just recently started this job and you're the most amazing person I've ever met. You are so beautiful, so elegant. And the dress you're wearing is to die for! I'd give anything to be able to afford that dress!"

Analuxia just smiled at her in reply. Tseng said nothing. A sleek black limo pulled up outside the hotel doors. All the "fans" seemed mesmerised for the moment, taken aback by the sheer beauty of the vehicle. Analuxia was unsure if this part was genuine or just another act.

"Your transport has arrived, Miss Lockova" Tseng told her unnecessarily, taking some sunglasses out of his pocket and putting them on. He turned back to face Yasmin. "May I borrow a pen please? I have a feeling Miss Lockova will be signing a lot of autographs before she gets to enter her car".

Yasmin giggled and took a pen from behind the desk. "This is the nicest pen in the whole hotel. You can borrow it, of course you can!" Tseng took the pen from her and handed it to Ana.

"Right, it's picture time!" Ana smiled as she exited the double doors and made her way out into the menagerie of flashing camera lights and screaming people. Tseng was on her heels, looking slightly uncomfortable by the noise, even if it was just a fluke.

Even Analuxia had to admit that she was doing extremely well. She had remembered all the poses that Scarlie had taught her as well as her "camera smile". She walked almost effortlessly along, even in her high heels, stopping every now and again to sign an autograph or two. Finally, she managed to get into the limo, Tseng sliding in after her.

"Well, I think that went well" she grinned at him, being careful not to touch her hair and muss it up. Tseng nodded.

"Yes, very well indeed. You are extremely convincing Ana, you almost fooled me!". Ana grinned with pride as the limo slid off through the city streets. From the tinted windows, Ana could see that they were attracting a lot of attention from pedestrians. She giggled as a group of students stood mesmerised, pointing at the car in shock. She had to admit, being a Turk did have its good points.

"So, are we going to the bar where that guy, Fierce works now?" Ana wondered. Tseng nodded and let his eyes focus on the road. Ana felt in her purse for her mirror. She looked at her reflection, making sure that nothing needed touching up. Tseng watched her, a smirk on his handsome face.

"I thought you weren't concerned with your appearance?" he teased her. Ana shrugged.

"Well, I'm not, but Analina Lockova most certainly is. I'm supposed to be a model remember? I have to look my best at all times!"

Tseng laughed at her response. A few minutes later, the limo drew to a halt and the chaffeur opened the door for Ana and Tseng. Ana got out and squinted as the sun glared brightly. She decided to put on her sunglasses again; squinting in pictures wasn't usually a good look.

Tseng was busy watching the crowd that was rapidly moving around the limo in awe. They all seemed so excited and he noticed that there were more cameras set up. Rufus was doing well with his timing. "I'll clear the way for you to go through. Take a couple of pictures and sign a few autographs first though", Tseng advised Ana.

"Okay" Ana agreed, watching as Tseng got to work, making sure that the crowd stayed in order. Analuxia flashed her camera smile at her audience, posing for a couple of pictures. She slowly made her way towards the bar door, stopping every once in a while to sign some of the things that the people were holding out for her. She finally reached the entrance of the door and got ready to open it.

"I'm going to stay here so I can make sure that no one will try and sneak in after you. Also, it will look better if you don't come in flanked by a bodyguard; Fierce might be more likely to open up to you then. Scream if anything happens, I'll come in straight away. Is that okay?"

Ana nodded and made her way inside, waving once to Tseng and her fans. The bar was very fashionable and groovy. There was the heavy smell of incense in the air that made Ana's nose itch. It was surprisingly empty except for a girl washing the table top of the bar. She looked about the same age as Ana. She was surprised when Ana walked up to her.

"H-Hi, can I help you?" she asked in a timid voice, her mousy-brown hair swinging along her jawline.

"Yes, you may. As I'm sure you know, I am a world-class model, Analina Lockova. You may have seen me in a variety of high-class magazines or advertising various cosmetics on television. And I was wondering if you could do me a favor?"

The barmaid looked amazed at what she had just heard. Ana could tell from the expression on her face that she believed her 100%. She flushed slightly before speaking again.

"Yes, yes of course Miss Lockova. I'm so proud to have the honor of talking to you. My name is Sara by the way. W-What would you like me to do for you?"

Ana smiled sweetly. "Oh dahling, thank you for your hospitality, I appreciate it a lot. What I would like you to do is get your boss for me. Your boss, what is his name?"

Sara's eyes widened a little. "My b-boss? I think I can do that ma'am. As long as I tell him who's asking for him. He should definitely let you up to his office. I'll call him now".

Ana noticed how she had managed to avoid her last question. Was that on purpose or just because she had forgotten about it? Analuxia grabbed the girl's hand before she made her way out the back door which obviously led to the manager's office. Sara looked surprised at being stopped but didn't protest. She was too smart for that.

"Sara sweetie, you didn't answer my last question. What is your manager's name?"

"Oh I'm sorry ma'am. I'm only allowed to call him "Boss" but I know that some of his close friends call him Fierce. I have never heard him referred to as anything else though".

Analuxia nodded, satisfied. That was all she needed to know for now. Freeing Sara's arm, she watched as the geeky maid rushed off, looking a little confused as she went. A few minutes later, she was back.

"The boss would like to see you. I've told him who you were and he said that you were allowed up". Analuxia nodded and made her way towards were Sara had reappeared from. But it seemed like Sara hadn't finished talking yet. "And one word of warning; my boss can be very sweet but if you annoy him, he can turn nasty. I wouldn't advise you to get in his bad books at all ma'am".

This news didn't bother Ana in the slightest. In fact, it made her all the more eager to go and talk to this "Fierce". Was he really as crazy as everyone thought he was? Was she going to be able to get his name as easy as Rufus said she would? She would just have to wait and see.

This chapter was one of my fave's to create. Great fun all the way and I've made it a little longer than my previous chapters. But that's because there was so much to fit into one chapter! Don't worry, I'm sure you'll find it entertaining anyways. Next chapter will be up soon!!