A/N:
Hi, we meet again :)))
It's been awhile, but I hope everything's alright wherever you are xD
And, yes, we don't meet in 'Sakura Blossoms in Their Hearts', but in the new story 'I Married Your Idol' :))
It's my first ByaRuki AU ever. And it has rated M for many reasons, but please don't kill me because of that, I'm still the same Vee who love everything about fluffy :))
There are a lot of things that inspired me to write this story, from drama and manga that I watched and read when I was in teenagers, and it's long time ago xDD
Well, I'll make the list below with the glossary too since it has a lot of Japanese terms in it xD
My biggest thanks to Mandy :3
Thank you so much for become my beta again and of course for your idea about who became her roommate ;)
And special for Aii,
I don't know if you're still read fanfic or not :))
However, take care in Japan, Ok ;)
The last, it's just a friendly reminder: It's an AU story, so the characters will feel OOC in some scenes, but I'll try to make it IC as best as I can. However, I hope you don't mind with all the OOCness in this story and still enjoy this one :) and the theme of this story will fit the rating which mean M, but when it will happen? Well, it's a secret ;)
Please forgive my grammar or spelling mistakes, I'm not the best but I'll do my best
Disclaimer: Bleach belongs to Tite Kubo
-Happy Reading-
From: Rukia_Chappy13
To: SuperGundam_Orihime
Subject: Part time
Inoue, I put the key in the same place. I'll be late tonight because Ukitake sensei needs my help.
xoxo
Rukia
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From: Rukia_Chappy13
To: SuperGundam_Orihime
Subject: Osaka
I'm so sorry I couldn't go there with you. And please tell my apology to Tatsuki and Ichigo because I couldn't be there. You know, I have to finish the Name before this weekend T^T
You guys can punish me once we meet again :)
xoxo
Rukia
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From: Rukia_Chappy13
To: SuperGundam_Orihime
Subject: Answer my email
Where are you, girl? It's been three days since your last email which said you'll come back from your trip. Did you prolong it? I'm so worry here. Please call me back.
xoxo
Rukia
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From: Rukia_Chappy13
To: SuperGundam_Orihime
Subject: It's a bad joke!
Okay. It is not funny anymore! Today, I called Tatsuki and she said you had come back to Karakura a few days ago! Where are you? Are you involved in a trouble again? Answer my phone!
NO xoxo
Rukia
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~I MARRIED YOUR IDOL~
by
Noctis Vee Caelum
Chapter 1: Two Worlds
Karakura town, xx-xx-2013
It was early in the morning. Six-fifteen.
In the middle of the small room, a girl fell asleep under a kotatsu. Her head leaned on the table. Her eyes closed and her lips parted a bit. Few strands of her raven hair fell and covered half side of her face. Her hachimaki or headband slightly shifted from her forehead. It has kanji Toukon, which means Fighting Spirit written in it. Her right hand still held the fude pen. Her fingers covered with ink blots. Not only there, the stains could be found on her cheeks, nose and near her eyes and lips. It seemed she fell asleep while she was working.
If you love Chappy open this message, Chappy has a surprise for you~~
The loud sound from the cell phone startled her. She snapped out of her slumber. Her violet eyes grew wide with horror, as if she had done something reprehensible.
"Shit!"
Instantly, she lifted her head of the table. Her headband fell when she roughly moved from her previous stance. Her short hair looked messy, but she did not have any desire to smooth it. Her focus was on the paper above the table where her head has leaned before. She studied it carefully, and breathe a sigh of relief as she found the paper was in the same condition as before she fell asleep; except for several stains on the edge of the paper which she could fix afterwards.
Nevertheless, she did not realize her sudden action only caused a bad effect for her brain nerves.
A small groan break out of her lips as the pain hit the nerves of her head. It came from the lack of sleep for these past few days, the wrong position when she finally could get a rest and the way she suddenly woke up.
Rukia closed her eyes for a moment, waiting for the pain to subside. She opened her eyes and blinked for a few times until it got used to the sight around her. Her small apartment room still looked the same, except it was more mess than before. The tatami covered with papers of her work, which contains incorrect images or the drawings which she simply dislikes. A few empty cups of ramen piled on the side of the kotatsu. Several clothes lay in a corner of the room. Well, she will deal with it after she finished her work.
As her gaze fell on the clock on the wall, she shouted out another curse.
"Damn!"
She never thought she would over sleep. She only planned to rest her eyes for three minutes. But her body betrayed her. Those three damn minutes turned into three fucking hours!
If it was not because of her ringtone that woke her up, perhaps she would fall asleep for a whole day, considering she had barely got a proper rest for these past seven days because she has to finish drawing her name into the complete manuscript.
Imagining doing nothing but sleep for an entire day was enough to bring the horror back to her eyes.
Rukia patted her cheek, trying to shoo all those bad thoughts. But she did not know her action only caused her cheeks covered with more ink blots.
Then something flashed her mind.
Rukia immediately grabbed her cell phone. There was an alert with envelope image on her screen. Her eyes grew larger as she saw the name of the sender. Without thinking twice, she clicked the image and a second later an email appeared on it.
:::
From: SuperGundam_Orihime
To: Rukia_Chappy13
Subject: I'm still Alive!
Halooooo~~ Rukia san, I'm sorry because I could not call you back and reply all your messages. *Ultimate bows*
When I was on my journey to come back, someone offered me a potential job that could help our income to pay the rent! Kyaaa~~
And now I'm practicing hard to pass the audition to get it. Wish me luck, okay!
Well, that's all for now. I'll call you tomorrow night for the complete explanation.
Love you,
Orihime
Ps. Don't worry about me. I'm doing fine here. You can focus to finish your manga now. Ganbatte ne~~
:::
Rukia blinked. She shook her head and read the message one more time. There were too much confusing information in it.
A potential job. Practice. Audition.
What the hell she was talking about!
Rukia click Orihime's number and tried to call her. But, just like the nights before, she did not get any answer. It was only the operator voice that she could get.
"Pick up the phone, Inoue." She muttered as she tried for the second time. But the result was still the same. She ended the call and closed her eyes. Her fingers massaged her temples as the dizziness came back.
"Okay. Calm down!"
At least Orihime reply her message. And though she did not get half of it, especially the job one, but from this, she knew Orihime was in a 'good' condition.
Her eyes then traveled to another sentence in the end of the message. Seeing that sentence inevitably made a thin smile tugged at the corner of her lips. Orihime would always be Orihime.
"Wait, what did she mean by 'I'm doing fine here'? Where actually is she?"
She quickly typed her reply. She did not know when Orihime will read it, but she hoped she will call her soon and don't get into any trouble.
She put the mobile back to its place. There was a small clinking sound from her Chappy-bell strap as she placed it on the edge of the kotatsu.
She let out a sigh of relieved. Though she was still feeling worried about of her friend condition, there were some parts of her message that made her feel a lot better than the past few days.
Rukia took her chappy mug. Disappointment took over her as she found it empty. Her eyes then trailed to the dispenser near the window.
Well, there was no other choice. She had to pull out of her comfort zone. She snuggled a bit to soak up the heat before she went out of it.
It was a chilly morning.
The coldest one, she guessed. Because she remembered she still could survive without kotatsu on the earliness of the autumn season. But now, as they were at the end of fall, if she was not forced, she would not want to leave her warm, comfortable place under this one. She even moved from her work table, complete with all her stuffs, so she could work without any worry about getting cold.
The sound of the dispenser echoed in her ears when she filled the mug. She never thought she was this thirsty because the mug instantly empty as soon as she drank. She filled the mug one more time and put it on the small dining table before taking a few steps towards the window.
She reached her hand to shift the curtain so she could see the sight outside. Living on the second floor gave her the advantage to get more access to the beautiful sight before her. She allowed herself to savor the scene for a few minutes. Besides, she needed that to refresh her mind.
On the east, the sun peeked out on the horizon. Its scarlet color left the trail in this gloomy sky. Then her eyes traveled to several trees on the neighbor's garden. No more beautiful yellowish-orange leaves that could entertain her eyes with its smooth dance when the wind asked them to play. It was empty now, leaving the trees along with only its dark brown branches because it was the last stage of the season and the winter will occur soon.
Her eyes kept going until it stop on the building in front of her apartment. It was a café. An Italian café. It has two floors with a huge veranda. The place looked cozy and classy, very different from Kirinji Ramen Shop, the placed she usually ate. And from a small peek she did when she passed that place, the price of the food really made her think twice to go there. Well, though Rukia never tried the food, actually she has made a secret promise, once her manga can be published in Ribon she will treat her friends there.
Rukia's gaze stopped at a figure sitting on one of the stairs outside the café. Frowning, she kept her eyes on the man in black suit.
It would not disturbing her if he was not the same man who always sat on the same chair facing her window, wearing the same suit, hat and sunglasses for three days in a row. The newspaper constantly on his hand, and he usually read it with a cup of black coffee as his companion.
Rukia shook her head. She was too much into Ukitake sensei's work. He made a long run detective samurai manga for Weekly Shonen Jump. And she had several times become a freelance assistant for him. It was really an honor for her to work as the assistance of the mangaka she admired the most.
Rukia took another glance toward the man who looked serious with his newspaper. Well, nothing's strange with him. Perhaps, he's just an ordinary salary man who loved to enjoy his breakfast in the café before going for work. She's just thinking too much.
Rukia closed the curtain. Then she took the Chappy mug and walked back.
She put her mug on the table, careful not to make the water spill out of it and marking her papers. Then she slid back inside the kotatsu.
The warm immediately covered her body as soon as she was inside it, and she closed her eyes for a moment to savor the sensation. She really loved this kotatsu. Though it was old and the reddish color of the blanket almost faded, but it nonetheless gave the comfortable warm that she needed for this cold season. Besides, the small figure of Chappy with different poses embroidered on the blanket made her love for this stuff grew even more.
And then Rukia turned her attention back to her work. Thanks God, she has finished to draw all the Name into a complete manuscript. She finally could draw all those 23 pages in one week. And now she was in the finishing step. There were seven pages that had to get inked for today. Before she fell asleep dawn ago, she was in the middle of coloring the hair of her characters.
Actually, she was faster than this. But, this situation was not the best condition for her to draw manga. She was too worried about Orihime, but on the other side, she had to finish the manuscript on time. Tokiwa San, her 'unofficial' editor did not like it if she could not give it in the time that they have agreed.
Time is everything. Though it's only one minute, you can mess up the lives of many people if you're late.
His voice echoed back in her head as her eyes keep glancing towards her paper.
Especially for you. A newbie in this world. Do not ever let any minutes passed uselessly.
Reaching her hand, she took her headband, and tied it again on her forehead.
"Yosh!" she clapped her hand, the old habit of her before she started drawing.
Rukia took her fude pen that lay on the edge of the paper. It left some dots of ink stains on it, but she could white out it later.
She took a deep breath before starting her work. And not long after she was drifting back into her own world.
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Tokyo, xx-xx-2013
It was early in the morning.
Inside the bathroom, the sound of the shower mixed with a woman's voice echoed and filled the entire room of the luxury apartment.
She was panting heavily. Sweat dripped from her long hair. Her brown eyes darken with desire and they immediately closed as she felt another powerful thrust from behind. Her fingers tightly gripping the edge of the sink as her orgasm began to build.
"B-byakuya… sa…ma…" The woman moaned loudly when Byakuya hit her pleasure spot. Her body trembled and if not because Byakuya's hand held her waist she would be down in the floor as she found her release. She tried to catch her breath. She never felt this kind of pleasure before, though she spent the night with him, this morning was so different.
However, Byakuya seemed like he had not done with her yet. He turned around her body and in one movement, he pushed her up to the sink and put one of her feet on his shoulder before he entered her again without warning.
The woman screamed between pain and pleasure. Her head fell back. The change of position and the sudden thrust from him immediately built another orgasm. She could not stop her moans every time her hips meet his thrusts. The sensation was unbearable.
Then she felt Byakuya stopped. She opened her eyes to see what was happening. But, before she had time to say something, Byakuya released her leg and moved her body of the sink. Another loud scream was out of her lips as he pushed her to the wall harshly, but the pain immediately subsided and a delightful moan echoed back on the room as his body kept pinning her against it. She wrapped her legs around his waist and put her hands around his neck.
She cried helplessly as Byakuya began to move back and forth. This sensation was too much for her, and it only made her filled with the urge to kiss him. She wanted those tempting lips so much. She wanted him to kiss her fiercely, to muffle her screams.
However, as she leaned forward to crush her lips on his, Byakuya opened his eyes and gave her a death glare.
"No kiss." His tone sounded cold in her ears.
"B-but…" Another gasped out of her lips as Byakuya return to push deep inside her.
"It was the rule."
For a split second she felt her blood drained out of her body when she saw the anger in his silvery eyes. But she did not have a time to think about her fear and the reason behind those cold eyes as she felt Byakuya started to move in and out again with the most powerful thrust she ever felt. Her needs won over her curiosity, and soon she let out a loud, ragged moan as her last orgasm wash over her.
Byakuya released his grip and let the woman fell on her knees. He kept his eyes on her for a moment. She knelt on the floor. Her body leaned on the wall and she was panting heavily. Several strand of her hair clung on her flushed cheeks. Her eyes closed and her mouth slightly agape. Her body trembled because of the remnant ecstasy he gave to her and her face full of satisfaction.
And then, without any words, he turned around and moved to the shower to clean his own body.
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Byakuya's eyes stared at the scenery below his windowpane. Living on the 10th floor gave him a pleasant sight of Tokyo city. Though he prefer nature landscape like a traditional garden, more than the glamorous one in front of his eyes, but he did not deny the view especially at night was quite enjoyable.
His apartment which had a considerable size located on the elite place of Roppongi district. The interior design of his room looked minimalist, but it had modern touch. His room dominated with white and dark brown color including the wall, ceramics, and the furniture. There was a sofa near the windows. He usually used it to relax while reading the scripts. The bathroom besides the bath had mirrors from both sides and a TV built-in in the wall. His bedroom was very large with huge, a comfortable spring bed in it. Besides the room had a great modern kitchen, it also fitted with a mini bar.
Byakuya took a sip of his wine while enjoying the sunrise. The sun had not fully risen, but the light was enough to sweep the illicit cloud, and coloring the pale sky.
"Isn't it too early for alcohol?"
There was a woman voice from behind, and not long after he felt a hand caressing his shoulder.
"That was a really incredible morning, Byakuya sama."
"And I can't wait for more," she whispered as she leaned her body, almost pressed to his back. Her fingers played with the front of his white shirt seductively.
Byakuya kept his gaze on the pale sky. There was no emotion on his slate gray eyes. His expression was passive and cold like usual, as if her teasing touch was nothing to him.
Yes, it was nothing.
Byakuya hold her hand to stop her movement then he turned around to face her.
Azuki Rina. She is the rising model that is quite popular now. Her face has graced many fashion magazines as the main cover. They met for a couple of times after they worked together as the ambassador of XO perfume, one of the famous branded that opened their exclusive store in Roppongi district. However, he did not have any desire to continue their relationship. Well, since the beginning he was never interested in having a serious relationship with any woman.
"There will be no more," he released her hand.
"What do you mean?" Azuki stared at Byakuya, frowning.
"It's simple." Byakuya lifted the glass towards her. "Today is the end of our relationship."
Azuki's eyes grew wide. Her red lips partly open. She looked at Byakuya in disbelief.
"What?"
"I don't like to repeat myself." He answered tonelessly. His eyes stared back at her with no emotion in it.
"But… why?" She could not accept it their relationship was over in only one week. They really matched as a couple and she was confidence enough she was the best among of the women from his past. She has everything that suits his criteria. From appearance, intelligence, and sex appeal. So, why did he suddenly end it?
However, though she did not want to admit it, deep inside she knew the reason.
He was Kuchiki Byakuya after all. The cold-hearted man.
He was a famous actor, and there was no one in this country that did not know him. Since he made his debut when he was a teenager, his acting gained acknowledgments from many critics. He has incredible acting talent, with a high work ethic and perfectionist nature. These combinations were barely found within people around his age, so even though he was twenty-five years old, his ability has recognized and his name became a guarantee of the movies to become a box office. His accomplishments in such young age made him one top actor in Japan.
The combination of his flawless acting and his gorgeous appearance also made him became the most desirable man who stole the many hearts of female in this country. But, though he was extremely popular he was also well-known as a cold and distance man.
There were a lot of women that try to win his heart every single day, but he never showed any interest towards them, and if he did, none of the relationship could last long.
He had his own rules, and all the women who tried to get closer to him had to follow them. And one of his rules is he's the one who choose how long their relationship will last. He did not care if it's only three months, three weeks, three days or only three hours. If he wanted it ended now, he would end it without any doubts.
However, though they know the risk they could get, it did not stop them to try their luck. Be closer to him was enough to make them proud, and they did not deny it gave a lot of impact for them in many ways, so they usually agreed with his rule without thinking twice.
Including her.
"I still don't accept it. Tell me, what's wrong with our relationship?"
"Nothing's wrong. But, I don't have any desire to continue it." Byakuya answered nonchalantly. There was no shred of sympathy that arises in him even though he saw the pain in her eyes because he had dumped her like that. She already knew the consequences from the beginning. If she wanted to be with him, she should comply with all the rules that they have agreed upon.
Azuki clenched her hands when she heard Byakuya's words. She had never been thrown like this before. Since she was teenager she was extremely popular among boys, and they were willing to do anything to get a date with her. So, Byakuya rejection really hurt her dignity.
"I'll tell the media about this," she attempted to threat him. She knew though he was a top star, Byakuya really hate the media. He barely did interviews or any kind of interactions with them. Only at certain times such as the recent movie promotion or the première he allowed them to throw questions. But it only limited about the movie. He would definitely rejected all questions about his personal life.
"I'll tell them how you treat me!"
"Go ahead. But, you will dig your own hole. And don't blame me for your falling."
Byakuya put his glass down then took a few steps towards her.
"I know you're smart enough. You still want to stay in this industry, right?"
The woman tightened her grip. At the moment she heard the word 'industry' she knew there was nothing she could do besides deal with his decision.
"Your bag and your jacket are on the sofa."
Glaring towards him she tried to collect the remnant of her prestige.
"It's still not done yet." She muttered before leaving Byakuya alone.
Byakuya could hear her letting out some curses as she closed the door and walked around the hall. But, none of them affected him. He took another sip before turning his attention back to the scenery.
"It seems this woman will not let you go easily, Kuchiki sama." A male voice sounded from behind.
"Did you hear all the contents of our conversations, Zakura?" Byakuya said without taking his eyes of the window.
"No, my lord, but she did not stop yelling bad things about you along the hallway where we cross paths."
Byakuya slightly flinched when Zakura, a person he trusted as well as his manager called him 'lord'. Although he had ordered him several times to stop calling him by that term, but it had become a habit, making it difficult to remove.
"She will not," Byakuya put his glass on the small table next to him before turning to look at Zakura.
"Any changes to the schedule?"
"There is no change, Kuchiki sama. Today we will have a meeting with producer Murakata to discuss about your involvement in his new movie. Then we have a photo shoot with Leon magazine. After that we have to attend a lunch with Shihoin Director to discuss about Nippon Akademī-shō tomorrow."
Byakuya gave him a single nod as he took his leather jacket.
"Alright, let's go."
"Ah, Lord Kuchiki Ginrei called this morning."
Byakuya stopped when Zakura mention the name of his grandfather.
"He said there is something important that he want to discuss and he wish you to come to the main house soon."
Byakuya let out a small sigh. He knew there was only one thing that his grandfather wanted to discuss, and it was not a pleasant thing for him.
"I'll call him back after lunch. We have an important meeting to attend first." He said as he continued his journey.
"Hai, Kuchiki sama."
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"Yosh!"
Rukia put her fude pen in its place before lifting the paper. She examined it for a few moments. A smile adorned her face as she saw the result of it.
Finally, after a whole day she worked non stop, she finally finished to give ink for all the images. She even has finished whiting too. And the last thing she had to do was to put the screen tone before it complete perfectly.
She put her paper back on it place and then her eyes traveled to the clock. No wonder she felt so hungry and her stomach could not stop groaning. It was late night. Half past ten. And when she worked she only ate pickled cucumbers and drank mineral water.
Her ramen cup was up since last night, and she did not have time to go shopping to fill her long-empty refrigerator. Usually she shared duties with Orihime, and it was her roommate who usually bought all the foods, while she was responsible for the tidiness of their apartment. But, because Orihime was going on a trip and she was extremely busy, their old refrigerator was left without any food in it.
Her stomach returned to scream. It looked like she could not continue her work before filling it.
Rukia reluctantly came out of behind the kotatsu. She immediately stretched out her muscles that felt a bit stiff due to the prolonged sitting in the same position. She was instantly hit by the desire to get back into the kotatsu when the cold hit her skin though she wore a thick black training suit. It was actually too big for her petite body, but, even it oversized, she liked this suit very much, especially because the hoodie had bunny's ears attached on it. Besides, it was comfortable clothes when she was working in the cold season. It's just like her uniform. She even has five of this type with different colors in her closet.
Rukia took her cellphone and then she walked to her work table. She took the wallet and key from the inside of drawer before taking her wool jacket that lay on the chair.
As she was on the front door, her cellphone rang.
Renji.
"Hey, what's up?"
Rukia opened the door and started to walk out of her room. She locked it before she continued her steps.
"Yeah, I just finished it today. No, I still have to put the screen tone."
Rukia walked along the hallway. It was a small apartment. There were five rooms on this floor, and the total with the first floor was ten rooms.
"Baka! Of course I can finish it on time!" Rukia yelled as she walked down the stairs. She kept walking to a small parking area that has prepared by the owner for the residents who had a bike.
"Yes, Inoue's fine. Well, I'm not really sure. She just send me message that say she found a new job."
Rukia knelt down in front of her bicycle. She put the cell phone on her left ear and pinned it with her shoulder.
"I don't know either about the job. I'll find the answer tomorrow. Yes, she told me she will call me tomorrow." She took the keys from her pocket to unlock the bike. For a moment she looked busy unlocked it while listening to Renji's stories.
"Really? Kirinji san wants to teach you to make Ramen?"
Rukia's face turned bright when she heard the good news of his friend. Renji has worked in the Kirinji Ramen shop for quite long time. He wanted to open his own ramen shop, therefore since they graduated from high school he went on to apply in Kirinji san's place to learn how to make the delicious ramen ever.
"That's good! Congratulations, Red pineapple, you're one step closer to your dream now." Rukia chuckled when she heard Renji pissed off after she called him with his nick name.
"Ah, Renji. I need to go now. I'm so starving here. Huh? This Friday? Alright, I'll go there after I meet the editor. See you around."
Rukia put the phone back into the pocket of her training jacket. She took her hoodie and wore it to cover her head from the cold breeze. The rabbit's ear hung behind her back and it sway a little as she pulled her bike. Not long after she was riding away toward the 24-hour mini mart that located at the end of the road.
The thing she did not realize is that all her movements since she came out of the room until she left the parking lot has observed by a mysterious man. He continued to watch her from the second floor of the café in front of the apartment.
Tetsuzaemon Iba had been there long enough, almost a full day watching her window. On his desk there were three cups of coffee, and two of them were empty. A daily newspaper lay on the seat beside him.
Although it was dark, he still wore his hat and sunglasses. From behind his glasses, he kept observing Rukia's figure until she disappeared from his vision. Then he took the mobile from behind his black suit.
He hit redial button and instantly connected with a dial tone. His left hand tapped the surface of the table while waiting for the phone to pick up.
"Hello," There was a man voice from the opposite of the line.
"It's me." He said with boring tone.
"I have news for Lord Kuchiki Ginrei. A good one." He took his cup and drank a sip from it before he continued his remarks.
"I found a sign from the girl he was looking for." Iba kept his eyes on the road before he shifted it to Rukia's window.
"I almost find that girl… Rukia."
Glossary
- Fudepen: is a Japanese writing instrument. It consists of a brush-like pen nib with a refillable or replaceable ink reservoir that writes like a Chinese ink brush.
- Name: Storyboad. It's basically a rough draft of a manga.
- Tatami: is a type of mat used as a flooring material in traditional Japanese-style rooms.
- Kotatsu: is a low, wooden table frame covered by a futon, or heavy blanket, upon which a table top sits. Underneath is a heat source, often built into the table itself.
- Ribon: is a monthly Japanese shōjo manga magazine published by Shueisha. First issued in August 1955, its rivals are Nakayoshi and Ciao. Its target audience is young girls roughly 9–13 years old.
- Weekly Shōnen Jump: is a weekly shōnen manga anthology published in Japan by Shueisha under the Jump line of magazines.
- White-out: is another word the cartoonists use for what is really a specialized for correcting ink drawings. It's super-opaque, has very high quality pigment, is archival, and when applied at the right thickness can be drawn over almost (though not quite) as well as paper.
A/N:
That's it xD
My first chapter of this story :)))
In this new one Rukia wanted to be a mangaka, though she still need to through a long road to be it :)
And Byakuya is a famous movie star. So, it was the reason why the title is 'Two Worlds' because I wanted to describe their different world. Mangaka's world and entertainment's world. Though it still a glimpse of it, but I will write more for them in the future, but of course if only you wanted me to continue this story :))
It's really my first time to write about manga and mangaka. So, all the credits went to Wikipedia, all articles in google, youtube and of course Bakuman and Shoujo Mangaka No Koi (Osakabe Mashin) that gave me a lot information for it. However, if you find something isn't right, feel free to tell me, I'll fix it :)))
Like in my previous A/N, there are a lot of manga and Asian drama that inspired me such as Full House, Hotaru No Hikari, Perfect Girl Evolution, Itazura na Kiss, Goong, Bakuman, Penguin Revolution, Haruka's17, and Shoujo Mangaka No Koi. I barely watched drama again this time so the drama I mentioned it perhaps feel old fashioned especially for you drama-lover xD
The idea itself actually has been inside my head long time ago but with different concept. Anyway, when I said a long time ago, it means when I was teenagers xD, the age where my High School time mainly used to watch all those dramas xDD. And when I was almost finished Sakura Blossoms, the idea came back, and after some thought I think it fit them. So here is it, the new ByaRuki story xD
Alright, it's the closing xD
I hope you enjoyed this chapter, and feel free to tell me if you want me to continue this or not. I really Apprecaite your opinion, constructive criticism, or anything that could improve my skill
Have a wonderful days
Sincerely yours, from one of you all xD
-Noctis Vee Caelum-