Starstrukk
Chapter 11 – Dynamis's photoshoot.

"The objectification excuse was good for your lawyer Kyoya." JoJo spoke and sat back into the luxurious leather private aeroplane chair. She brought the glass of French red wine to take a smooth sip. Oh how it calmed her down after a stressful day once the thick fluid ran through her hour-glass figure.

"Whatever JoJo." Kyoya sulked with his eyes focused on the window to watch the clouds floating by. He really wasn't in the mood for a conversation with the bitch, especially when he'd lost the battle and the war against her.

Chris light up and leaned to the edge of his seat. "You got your lawyers involved in this? Jeez. What is so objectified about posing for a calendar?" The blond male was learning about the situation through the conversations that took place over the hours.

"You are doing this in a controlled environment Chris. Melody is a specialist in what she does, so you will not feel shy or uncomfortable in whatever she asks you to do."

That's when the unsteady tone in the CEO's voice caught Chris's attention; why did she sound insecure and emotional during that sentence? – He squinted his eyes at the blonde women and sat back in his seat calmly.

"I weirdly look forward to this." Chris cleared his throat and began to do some digging. "Have you ever modelled before JoJo?"

The African-Japanese lone wolf then raised an eyebrow and he slowly turned his head over into Chris's direction. That was a brave question to ask – He twitched his lips and awaited for the answer curiously.

"Oh no." JoJo laughed faintly and took another sip of her wine. "I will not go into my past and bore you both. But all I can say is, I know what it's like to be objectified and trust me, you guys have it easy."

"What the fuck is that supposed to mean?" Kyoya flared up not believing what he just heard.

"Powerful people hit their lowest points before they have the strength to become someone Kyoya. You should know that." JoJo growled back at him and closed her eyelids to hide the pain that was dwelling within her chestnut brown eyes. "Look, let's just make it to Japan without killing each other, that would be great."

"Oh boy." Chris pouted. "I'm going to grab something to drink."

Why is it that I always find these boys sneaking around the building claiming to be lost? – The Spanish girl asked herself and watched Dynamis to register his reaction as to what she'd just commanded him to do.

"You want me to pose how?"

"I want you to stand topless with water splattering over you like rain."

Dynamis at this point was staring at the girl like she was crazy – he wasn't overly keen on the idea, especially as didn't enjoy the thought of his thick hair taking a while to dry. Eventually he just sighed heavily and removed his fingerless gloves, "After this shoot, I want nothing more to do with this company." He made clear and began to slowly take off his long ancient white thick robes.

Melody tilted her head aside and bit down on her lower lip. Why would he not want anything to do with us? – She asked herself inside her head and began to prepare her cameras settings for the shoot.

"Don't get me wrong, I will be very supportive of my unfortunate fans, but I just think there are more dignified ways to help them." The beyblader concluded and revealed his toned tanned abs. "This is very humiliating, especially towards my tradition and pride."

An impatient glare left the tomboy's tanned face as she glared her eyes over into his direction, pausing what she was doing. "If it is that bad for you Dynamis, nobody is making you stay. The door is unlocked and so are the windows." Melody snarled, eyeing him like a hungry predator who blushed faintly at the sight of his half naked body.

He looked like a chiselled piece of art that a creator has fantasized about in their dreams. He clearly stuck to his strict training exercises and disciplined meal structure. But what Melody couldn't understand was – why did he feel so ashamed about what he was doing? Not only was he doing such a good deed, but lots of sexy men embraced their good looks to their mouth-watering fans. If only he knew~

"Windows?" Dynamis repeated with a faint smug laugh escaping his dry throat. He then made his way over to the green screened and stood in front of it like a fearless soldier. "I may be wise and strong Melody, but I am certainly not stupid. Now let's do this and create some art."

"Yea well, I could say the same thing. I may not be the best beyblader in the world, but I know what women want. And it's your Dynamis." She winked cheekily and stood opposite him firmly with the prepared camera gripped tightly in her hands.

His sky blue eyes twinkled with amusement yet his face looked so determined. He looked so tense and prepared for unpredictable, but once Melody looked past the confident front, she saw a man who was calm.

"You going to turn on the water and let me adjust to the temperature or what?" Dynamis spoke, knowing that the water was going to be freezing cold through the fire sprinkler that was above him.

His breathing pace began to quicken and the adrenaline rush began to fuel through his red blooded veins. Not for one second did the ancient beyblader take his eyes off the girl as she began to set up a ladder to reach the fire sprinkler above him.

"3…2….1."

A violent shiver flared down Dynamis's spine as his skin registered the first drop of water that touched his skin. A grunt escaped his moist lips as his muscles began to react to the cold temperature of the fluid dripping down his muscular figure – goose bumps invaded his figure and his tanned flesh tightened around his figure.

Thank God the girl didn't have anything electrical around them, especially all those posh glamour lights and wind machines – they were stored away in the nearby cupboards neatly and safely.

Melody then climbed down the ladder and aimed her camera at the lilac haired male from a distance. "Run your hand through your hair and stroke a hand over your wet chest." She instructed and aimed her left eye through the scope.

A/N: Hey guys! I'm really sorry for the slow update – Life has literally grabbed me by the throat. Last Wednesday was my birthday and on the same day, my boyfriend proposed to me. Then my school has started again so it's back to slaving away for a good grade. But thank you to everyone who reviewed in the last chapter, it really means a lot to me that you guys have stuck by me for this far. Little A Granger~