So, this used to be part of a different chapter, but I never felt that it went with it, just lead up to it and so, I did what I could to make it into another chapter. Also, I apologizing for not uploading this on Friday as usual, mental reasons kept me from even looking at my laptop and yesterday my friend cheered me up by taking me out and I didn't even return to my home till late, so...yeah. ANYWAY, here is the "new" chapter now and many apologies if it's too slow.
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14.
They were basically like a couple that had been together for years, except they weren't. Their behavior around each other was very mature with a bit of immaturity for fun. They seemed to balance each other out perfectly. Shizuo was always more animated where Mueki wasn't, and when it happened, they both would be playing around a lot with one another, no seriousness unless needed.
When they had to work, they always contacted each other through their phones, like everyone else in the modern world; texting and calling whenever it was deemed necessary. It wasn't like a honeymoon phase where they would check up on each other every two seconds – that actually was annoying to both of them. Every other hour was the least.
The busiest out of the two at that point in time was Mueki which was why there had to be a long pause between their continuous conversations. She was right before. Once business picked up, it was a rush. That and it seemed easy for them to loose track of time every now and again as either one or the other would anticipate their next meeting.
A huge demand came for commercial advertising with actual people so she was always running from scenery to studio every other day for things that went from local to international, from photo stills to commercial shoots. Not only advertisements but she would get called in to do some music videos for bands and groups from time to time to be wither an extra, love interest, supporting role, and everything in between. Even ended up doing photos that would end up in a CD case or promo posters for some groups.
Lucky she wasn't a high fashion model, but she was just as busy with photo shoots and shows for alternative styles as well. She could go into high fashion if she wanted, but it bothered something in the deep contours of her mind to even think about it. Other than her occasional thoughts, she didn't have a lot of time to herself it seemed.
Shizuo's schedule wasn't as hectic. It sure as hell was as random as it could ever be, but just the same as it always was. All he did was walk around with Tom as they always did and did the same thing. The only thing that made it random were the locations they would have to go to and the times they would have to be there. It was a big city, so they had a many places to go.
Even though he had a girl, and he liked the fact that he had a girl he could call his, he was still the same Shizuo that everyone knew. Girl or no girl, the same things always managed to get him pissed off. He wouldn't stop raging against idiocy and annoying excuses. Nothing could really change him, it seemed, and he was glad of that.
The couple actually had a conversation about that once and both agreed they wouldn't change anything, so not one of them did. Especially not Shizuo.
Weeks had passed by and Shizuo had completely forgot the confrontation between Mueki and his boss had even happened. There was nothing to tell and nothing to keep. It was all just wonderful for him. They got to spend a reasonable amount together and it would be perfect or just get ruined with Shinra's double date extravaganza ideals, well, to Shizuo at least. Mueki would smile about it and even give a small laugh to the doctor from time to time with his silly antics. Weirdness aside, the young doctor was very entertaining to be around.
She got to see Celty around town too. Sometimes the rider in black would just happen to pass by either before or after a drop if the model was working somewhere outdoors. They would have small, entertaining consultations and then part ways. The rider was definitely a friend to her.
Still roaming around town, Tom and Shizuo finished some of their final rounds and the blonde just decided to give Mueki a quick call. He didn't really expect her to answer, but to his surprise she did with him knowing she's most likely in the middle of...something.
"Hey, there," she said in her bored tone. He didn't expect anything less. "What's going on?"
"Nothin' really. Just about finished for today, wanted to check up on you. What are you up to?"
"Same old, same old. I just finished changing about to get more makeup plastered onto me. Doing some photoshoot here at this run-down building by West Gate Park on the other side of the fountain where it has that step effect going on. Not sure if it's actually safe enough for us to be here in this abandoned area, but it seems we're taking a chance on it."
Shizuo briefly looked around his surroundings and gave himself a disbelieving smirk.
"No kidding? Tom and I are actually near there. I think I know what building you're talking about. It's an old brick building with a wall that's kind of caved in already, right?."
"That's it. If you're really that close, you know you guys can come over if you want. Be nice to have some actual characters here for a change."
He heard some indistinct shouting in the background and Mueki agreeing to something.
She sighed before talking to him though the phone again. "Listen, I gotta go do this set real quick. Later."
"See ya."
He placed the orange device back into his pocket as he looked ahead at the road ahead of him. He knew they already passed one of the park entrances, it was a matter of time till they saw some kind of plaza that led to the broken building.
"So, what the girlfriend say?" Tom asked in a sing-song voice looking to his blonde friend.
"She's working right around here and we're both welcome to check it out."
"Oooo. You think any other models will be there?"
Shizuo gave a small laugh before walking ahead to cross the street, leaving Tom a few steps behind him.
"H-hey, wait! You didn't answer my question!"
They walked to the general area and Shizuo instantly saw a familiar face just outside of the busted brick wall, Mueki's assistant.
"Hey, Kin," he called out to the woman who was just standing there. Her hair in a bun again.
She turned to the face that called her through her glasses and nodded, her arms crossed.
"Hey, Shizuo."
"So, how's our girl holding up?"
"We'll find out right now. She's almost done. Just one more session."
"How many has she done?"
"This is probably the fifth one today."
"Working that hard, huh?" he asked, lighting a cigarette.
"You have no idea," Kin laughed. "Earlier they were at the park and it was just insane how this guy wanted these girls at all places at once. He's either a crazy genius or an amateur that doesn't really know what the hell he's doing."
Kin's annoyance amused Shizuo some. Maybe that's why Mueki got pissed at ignorance so easily.
When Mueki came out into view, her hair was up in a high ponytail that had it to the point where her layers created a cascading effect as it fell behind her and yet still managed to spread as wide as it would if it was loosely hanging down. As for her wardrobe, it was something a bit more dramatic, yet seeming as casual as could be on her.
She came out wearing some fashionably ripped, strapless dress that ended just above her knees with matching ripped tights and high black boots. Through the dress, with the way it was cut, you can easily spot the red bra she wore and patches of her pale skin peeking though, though it didn't have any big or easily noticeable rips under her torso; the biggest were along her sides and hips – also on her back, but that was a hunch since they couldn't get a god view of her backside all that well. It didn't look like it was a really tight dress, but it was tight enough for them to know that her figure was holding it up.
Basically, she blew Shizuo's mind away with that outfit. The cigarette he had in his mouth was on the verge of falling out. Tom stared for quite some time too, at least until another two models came passing by wearing something just as, if not more, declarative – just not in the same style.
"Don't drool, boy," Kin warned Shizuo. "You'll embarrass her and yourself."
She then walked up to the photographer's assistant to tell them something unintelligible to him.
Shizuo looked at his model in awe of her constant beauty and let out a soft laugh, crossing his arms and shaking his head to himself. Could she really be his?
It wasn't long until Mueki looked up to see him standing there and gave a small wave to him. After that, it was all work for the next hour or so. Sometimes, Shizuo thought that she was toying with him for a few of those poses she was making up, but she didn't glance at him while in front of the camera. Either she was being told what to do or she was just able to be really flirtatious all on her own without realizing it.
After a while of long observation he had finally guessed it was the second option.
After finishing up, she walked up to Kin to review the general idea of her schedule she had for the following week and after confirming some things she started walking towards Shizuo, until Kin yelled, "And don't forget about that business dinner tomorrow night!"
Mueki sighed looking back to Kin giving her a look and continued her way to Shizuo.
"Hey, stranger," he smiled, kissing her forehead. "How was work."
"Odd. You know how hard it is to be innocent in a dress like this?"
He overlooked her outfit once more and shrugged. "I can see it."
She rolled her eyes at him. "Whatever. I just went with my own way with it and the photographer ended up going with it. He seemed pretty pleased, I think."
"I saw that. Any chance I'll see those negatives?"
She gave him a light push before he wrapped an arm around her.
Tom came walking back their way with a, somewhat, disappointed look and Mueki noticed.
"What's wrong?"
"Those girls are what's wrong!"
He pointed to the models he tried getting for the past hour or so. Shizuo just couldn't believe it took the girls an hour to get rid of him. He laughed at that stupid internal joke quietly while Mueki talked to Tom.
"Yeah, they're pretty snobby. I ignore girls like those. Horrible to work with. Plus their attitude are horrible for business."
"You suggest anything, Basov?" he asked, hopeless.
Mueki shrugged looking behind her.
"You can see of you got a chance with Aya, the girl there in yellow. She's really nice and talks to everyone. Not saying she's one who's easy, just friendly. Try chatting, then ask her out for a meal, or something."
He didn't even hear Mueki's last sentence. "I'll, take what I can. Thank you for the heads up."
And with that, he left the couple alone.
Shizuo leaned in to talk into her ear. "You just set him up for his death didn't you?"
She laughed. "Oh, yes, cause I'm a mastermind at ruining and torturing men."
He pulled back and sighed.
"You're a miracle worker at torturing me."
"Oh, really?" She put her hands on her hips, stepping away from him. "How so?"
"That outfit is one."
She rolled her eyes at him and then thought of something, giving a playful, yet devious smirk. "You know, I'm liable to keep this outfit."
"And that's two."
She laughed and shook her head lightly. "Whatever, I gotta change now. I'll see you in a few."
As she started walking off he called out, "There's three!"
"Pervert!" she yelled back jokingly before disappearing behind the makeshift changing room to get into her big shirt that would sling over one shoulder and a pair of shorts.
Oh, gosh. What had she gotten into by being with this guy?
So much more than she was going to find out.
And that's chapter 14. Next week, I'm gonna upload two chapters and explain why in the top description so watch out for that when I upload. Sorry for the short chapters and sorry again for uploading this late. I'll try to not let my personal life get the better of me when it comes to this next time. Thank you all for being patient and thanks so much for reading. Until next time~