hmm... as popular as Sorashi is, i dont c too many fics...
rather, i c a truckload of SxS. well, they rnt bad either... ^_^
hmm... yup, so it starts.
disclaimer: I do not own X or its characters. [insert witty sarcastic comment]
[[ just passing ]]
"AHHHH!!!!! ITS SORATA!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Will you be quiet? My ears hurt..."
"I can't help it, he's SO cute!"
Kishuu Arashi rolled her eyes. Yuzuriha could be so annoying when it came to her obsession with Arisugawa Sorata, the superstar singer who was famous for his jokes and playful attitude. Honestly, she just couldn't see why he was so popular. He was just another airhead, another idiot...
"How can you not like him, Arashi?" Yuzuriha forced her eyes back to her best friend for just a second. "He's so cute! So friendly! So... well... amazing!" She gave a dreamy sigh and turned back to the stage, just in time to see the star make his last bow.
The stage went dark, and a couple of minutes later, the lights came back on to introduce another group.
"Where are you going?" Arashi had gotten up and was putting on her black coat.
"Well, I saw what you dragged me here for, didn't I?" She grabbed her handbag. "You said I could go when Arisugawa Sorata stopped singing. And he's done."
"Fine, whatever. But I'm going to stay. I love that new group, too. SxS is so hot!" Yuzuriha looked at the two men singing on the stage with starry eyes. Arashi sighed, then left without a word.
The sky was a pinkish orange when Arashi came out of the building. She checked her watch. Six-thirty... If she hurried, she could get to the orphanage in time to make the kids dinner. She'd promised them chicken tonight... or was it meat loaf?
She snapped out of it when a white minivan skidded to a stop about a foot from her.
"Watch out, girl!" The driver glared at her and then went on.
Then stopped.
The door of the van opened, and someone grabbed Arashi. Before she could resist, Arashi was in the van, and the door had closed.
"What are you doing?" Arashi freed herself from the hands that had gripped her around her waist and turned angrily. To her shock, she was face-to-face with a very familiar person.
Someone who was on almost every ad of every magazine.
Someone who was on every time you flicked the channel.
Someone Yuzuriha would undoubtedly die to meet like this.
Arisugawa Sorata was grinning at her.
"Do you think she's good enough?" he said, turning to a man sitting in the back looking very startled.
"Um... yes, I guess so, but wasn't that a bit too sudden?" the man said, but Sorata had already turned back to Arashi, examining her from head to foot. She was so confused. What were they doing?
"You're pretty hot, lady. What's your name?" Sorata grinned again. The grin that broke so many teenage hearts had no effect on Arashi.
"Would you explain to me what I'm doing here?" Arashi snapped, and Sorata drew back, surprised by this reaction.
"I'm afraid I have to explain," the man in the back sighed. "My name is Aoki¡¦ I¡¯m his manager. Sorata made a mistake on air yesterday¡¦ for some reason, he told the DJ that he has a girlfriend¡¦ and when a star¡¯s lie is discovered, it can be his career¡¯s downfall. So, we were talking about looking for someone to pose as his girlfriend¡¦ It wasn¡¯t going to be too hard, considering Sorata¡¯s fangirls¡¦¡± Sorata groaned at this.
¡°Sorata, you shouldn¡¯t be so annoyed by your fans, they¡¯re your lifeline after all.¡± Aoki said with a small smile. ¡°Anyway, we were discussing that when Sorata just opened the van door and pulled you in. You seem to be his type¡¦¡±
¡°Wait a minute,¡± Arashi cut him short. ¡°So, you want me to pretend to be his girlfriend? ARE YOU MAD?¡±
¡°Hey, that hurt,¡± Sorata clutched at his heart, still grinning. Arashi turned away coldly and glared at Aoki. ¡°Is there supposed to be a REASON I have to do this?¡±
¡°Well, Sorata is supposed to make a public appearance with his girlfriend soon...¡±
¡°I mean that something that interests me!!¡±
¡°There will be monetary pay, of course¡¦¡±
Arashi stopped short at this. Money. Working with a man like Arisugawa Sorata, she could probably earn enough money for the kids at the orphanage to never go hungry again. But, if she were to take this ¡®job¡¯, she was most likely to never have a moment to herself again¡¦
¡°You can go home for now¡¦ um¡¦¡±
¡°My name is Kishuu Arashi.¡±
¡°Well, Arashi, please leave your number with me and I¡¯ll call you tomorrow morning. Give this a thought overnight¡¦ and remember, if you choose not to do this, you will not reveal what we discussed here to anyone else. Please sign this contract¡¦¡± Arashi put her name on the piece of paper with what appeared to be various legal threats. ¡°And, we¡¯ll call you tomorrow.¡±
Arashi entered the orphanage. Eight o¡¯clock. Late dinner.
¡°Arashi!! Arashi!! Why are you so late?¡± A purple-eyed boy ran to her and hugged her tightly.
¡°I¡¯m sorry, Kamui. You¡¯re hungry, aren¡¯t you? I¡¯ll make you dinner soon¡¦¡±
¡°Look! Arashi¡¯s home!!¡±
¡°YAY!!!!!!¡±
One by one, little orphan children gathered around Arashi, welcoming her happily. Arashi sighed, and went into the kitchen.
The alarm rang. Arashi stopped it and rubbed her eyes sleepily. The morning sunshine brightened the gray room that she had lived in for¡¦ sixteen years now¡¦?
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Everything snapped in. Had it all been a dream? She hoped it had, but then if it had been, she had just lost something that could¡¯ve changed not only her life, but all of those close to her¡¦
She reached for the phone.
¡°Hello?¡±
¡°This is Aoki, Arashi. Have you made up your mind?¡±
Arashi blinked, and then took in a deep breath. ¡°I will do it.¡±
rather, i c a truckload of SxS. well, they rnt bad either... ^_^
hmm... yup, so it starts.
disclaimer: I do not own X or its characters. [insert witty sarcastic comment]
[[ just passing ]]
"AHHHH!!!!! ITS SORATA!!!!!!!! AHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"
"Will you be quiet? My ears hurt..."
"I can't help it, he's SO cute!"
Kishuu Arashi rolled her eyes. Yuzuriha could be so annoying when it came to her obsession with Arisugawa Sorata, the superstar singer who was famous for his jokes and playful attitude. Honestly, she just couldn't see why he was so popular. He was just another airhead, another idiot...
"How can you not like him, Arashi?" Yuzuriha forced her eyes back to her best friend for just a second. "He's so cute! So friendly! So... well... amazing!" She gave a dreamy sigh and turned back to the stage, just in time to see the star make his last bow.
The stage went dark, and a couple of minutes later, the lights came back on to introduce another group.
"Where are you going?" Arashi had gotten up and was putting on her black coat.
"Well, I saw what you dragged me here for, didn't I?" She grabbed her handbag. "You said I could go when Arisugawa Sorata stopped singing. And he's done."
"Fine, whatever. But I'm going to stay. I love that new group, too. SxS is so hot!" Yuzuriha looked at the two men singing on the stage with starry eyes. Arashi sighed, then left without a word.
The sky was a pinkish orange when Arashi came out of the building. She checked her watch. Six-thirty... If she hurried, she could get to the orphanage in time to make the kids dinner. She'd promised them chicken tonight... or was it meat loaf?
She snapped out of it when a white minivan skidded to a stop about a foot from her.
"Watch out, girl!" The driver glared at her and then went on.
Then stopped.
The door of the van opened, and someone grabbed Arashi. Before she could resist, Arashi was in the van, and the door had closed.
"What are you doing?" Arashi freed herself from the hands that had gripped her around her waist and turned angrily. To her shock, she was face-to-face with a very familiar person.
Someone who was on almost every ad of every magazine.
Someone who was on every time you flicked the channel.
Someone Yuzuriha would undoubtedly die to meet like this.
Arisugawa Sorata was grinning at her.
"Do you think she's good enough?" he said, turning to a man sitting in the back looking very startled.
"Um... yes, I guess so, but wasn't that a bit too sudden?" the man said, but Sorata had already turned back to Arashi, examining her from head to foot. She was so confused. What were they doing?
"You're pretty hot, lady. What's your name?" Sorata grinned again. The grin that broke so many teenage hearts had no effect on Arashi.
"Would you explain to me what I'm doing here?" Arashi snapped, and Sorata drew back, surprised by this reaction.
"I'm afraid I have to explain," the man in the back sighed. "My name is Aoki¡¦ I¡¯m his manager. Sorata made a mistake on air yesterday¡¦ for some reason, he told the DJ that he has a girlfriend¡¦ and when a star¡¯s lie is discovered, it can be his career¡¯s downfall. So, we were talking about looking for someone to pose as his girlfriend¡¦ It wasn¡¯t going to be too hard, considering Sorata¡¯s fangirls¡¦¡± Sorata groaned at this.
¡°Sorata, you shouldn¡¯t be so annoyed by your fans, they¡¯re your lifeline after all.¡± Aoki said with a small smile. ¡°Anyway, we were discussing that when Sorata just opened the van door and pulled you in. You seem to be his type¡¦¡±
¡°Wait a minute,¡± Arashi cut him short. ¡°So, you want me to pretend to be his girlfriend? ARE YOU MAD?¡±
¡°Hey, that hurt,¡± Sorata clutched at his heart, still grinning. Arashi turned away coldly and glared at Aoki. ¡°Is there supposed to be a REASON I have to do this?¡±
¡°Well, Sorata is supposed to make a public appearance with his girlfriend soon...¡±
¡°I mean that something that interests me!!¡±
¡°There will be monetary pay, of course¡¦¡±
Arashi stopped short at this. Money. Working with a man like Arisugawa Sorata, she could probably earn enough money for the kids at the orphanage to never go hungry again. But, if she were to take this ¡®job¡¯, she was most likely to never have a moment to herself again¡¦
¡°You can go home for now¡¦ um¡¦¡±
¡°My name is Kishuu Arashi.¡±
¡°Well, Arashi, please leave your number with me and I¡¯ll call you tomorrow morning. Give this a thought overnight¡¦ and remember, if you choose not to do this, you will not reveal what we discussed here to anyone else. Please sign this contract¡¦¡± Arashi put her name on the piece of paper with what appeared to be various legal threats. ¡°And, we¡¯ll call you tomorrow.¡±
Arashi entered the orphanage. Eight o¡¯clock. Late dinner.
¡°Arashi!! Arashi!! Why are you so late?¡± A purple-eyed boy ran to her and hugged her tightly.
¡°I¡¯m sorry, Kamui. You¡¯re hungry, aren¡¯t you? I¡¯ll make you dinner soon¡¦¡±
¡°Look! Arashi¡¯s home!!¡±
¡°YAY!!!!!!¡±
One by one, little orphan children gathered around Arashi, welcoming her happily. Arashi sighed, and went into the kitchen.
The alarm rang. Arashi stopped it and rubbed her eyes sleepily. The morning sunshine brightened the gray room that she had lived in for¡¦ sixteen years now¡¦?
Suddenly, the phone rang.
Everything snapped in. Had it all been a dream? She hoped it had, but then if it had been, she had just lost something that could¡¯ve changed not only her life, but all of those close to her¡¦
She reached for the phone.
¡°Hello?¡±
¡°This is Aoki, Arashi. Have you made up your mind?¡±
Arashi blinked, and then took in a deep breath. ¡°I will do it.¡±