28. Chemistry

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There was no denying the charisma – the tall actor sometimes seemed to release waves of it in the air. It was like a scent, always hanging about him. That little something which instantly charmed everyone around him. It was frankly the first time the photographer had ever had the chance to work with Narita Ken but he had heard the rumours about the famous actor and they were all proving to be quite true. He was phenomenal. His gaze was intense, and he seemed to move with instinct that made him appear to be a complete natural in front of the camera. He even took the guidance well. It was a pleasure to work with him.

But the girl was spectacular too. The photographer had heard she was a newcomer, and her inexperience did shine through at times. However, same as with Narita Ken, there was also that something in Yukino Satsuki – in the slight hint of dimples, in the kind, calm aura – but most of all in that glimmer in her eyes. She might have been unpolished and a little rough around the edges still, but nevertheless she shone like a diamond.

But when those two were together, standing side by side – that was when the magic happened. The photographer could feel it in his bones, and his instincts were almost always right.

Sparks. There were definitely sparks.

"Can you stand a little closer? Yukino-san, can you place your hand on his arm? Narita-san, put your arm around her. Good. That's great. Look over her shoulder at the camera."

They were standing close. Too close. She stood, her back to camera and her face turned to the side, aligned with her shoulder. He stood right in front of her, his arm wound around her, his hand tangled in her short black locks. The photographer hadn't even said anything about fondling her hair, oh no, that part was all Ken's idea. Satsuki despaired in her mind. How come she ended up in these ridiculous situations with Narita Ken? Her heart was pounding so loud in her ears she thought she would go deaf. She glimpsed the slight glimmer in Ken's dark eyes and she had to fight not to shiver. There was something about the way he stared at her that made her extremely nervous. The way he held her beckoned her to melt against him, and she wanted nothing more than to bolt because she knew if she didn't, he would manage to ensnare her.

Oh yes. The photographer smiled, excited, and let his shutter loose, clicking away as he took pictures of the pair. It was there. He could feel it, the raw chemistry that enveloped the pair – and what was even better, he could SEE those very emotions transferred to the photos as well. Their bodies, their expressions, their eyes – each of them spoke in their own language.

"Thank you," he said at last, after he had guided the pair into a few more poses. "You were just great, the photos are fantastic."

Satsuki all but nodded nervously, but Narita Ken appeared to be calm.

"You're very welcome, we are glad to have helped," the actor intoned smoothly.

Satsuki finally gave into her instinct to run, and headed to her dressing room. She walked in, grabbed her handbag, donned her coat, checked herself swiftly from the mirror…

And when she stepped out of the room, he was there, blocking her way.

"So, Yukino-san…" he said simply, his lips once again twisted into that smirk that made her shiver, "it seems like finally there are just the two of us."