Naru awoke when she heard a knock at her door, she looked towards the source of the sound.
"Yes?" Naru said groggily.
"Sempai's on T.V.! Naru-sempai, wake up! He's on T.V.!!!" Shinobu said excitedly, from behind the sliding door.
"Shinobu? She never talks to me anymore... What could be so import-"
Naru's mind awoke instantly when she comprehended the whole message, she shot up from her bed. In a rush, she unlatched the lock on her door and slid it open. Shinobu had already gone and and Naru rushed furiously after her, she ignored the stairs, opting for a big jump instead. The floor cracked as she landed. She sprinted straight for the living room, causing those who were on her path, namely, Shinobu and Kitsune, to spin as she passed them. Smoke came from her heels as she activated her brakes, stopping right in front of the T.V....
And there was Keitaro... In a very expensive-looking Armani suit. He had on a neutral expression as various reporters got in his face, asking him tons of questions. His eyes seemed colder, framed by sheik glasses. He seemed...not himself. He ignored the invasive reporters in his face, a person came from the building behind Keitaro. He tried to ward away the reporters as he led Keitaro by arm into the building.
The screen then reverted to that of a female news anchor, the inset of the previous scene still frozen on the upper right corner.
"That was a scene today as the newest sensation of art came to the newly opened NN art gallery, funded by Mr. Urashima's manager, Kentaro Sakata. Mr. Urashima's works will be the first of what will hopefully many to be unveiled in this gallery. Many art fans have already bought themselves tickets to the affair. It is an exclusive showing, selling tickets at a hefty sixty thousand one hundred seventy-nine yen. There are about seven tickets left, and they are hot! The exhibit will be tomorrow, 8 p.m. to 10 p.m.. And it will be a formal event. Catch more on the rising star Keitaro Urashima, later at 8."
Naru, fell into the couch after staring unblinkingly at the T.V. throughout the whole story...
***
Naru laid on her bed, eyes shut, thoughts on what she had just seen no longer than an few hours ago...
"Could it really be that Keitaro's become a star...I guess he was better off leaving us... Why should I care about that jerk?! He left us! Screw him, he can be a big star if he wants! It's none of our fucking business!!!"
"Do you really believe that?" Her other inner voice responded.
"Y-yes..."
"No you don't, you know as well as I do that you miss him... You feel bad for the shit you put him through. You want him to come back, you want to tell him what you really feel..."
"FUCK YOU!" Naru shouted angrily at her own voice. "You don't know shit!!!"
"Are you sure about that, after all, I'm you... I've felt the things you've felt for him, I know what you want. You deny it, going so far as to suppressing me with with medication... You want me to go away? You and I both know that I'm only here because of Keitaro, I'll leave gracefully if you just try, at least try, to get him back..."
Naru's eyes had tears pooling in them, getting too heavy and pouring down her face.
"Even if I did love him, he probably hates me, all of us! We treated him like shit! With all his popularity and money, he wont want to deal with us anymore!!!"
"You know he's not like that, he loved you and I bet he hasn't stopped loving you, just try..."
"NO! No more! It's time to leave me alone!"
Naru eyes shot open, she got up from her bed and took an orange bottle on the table next to her futon. She took off the cap and took a single pill from the bottle, popping it into her mouth and chasing it with a gulp of water from a glass that was also on the table. Inside her head, the voice faded until she couldn't hear it anymore.
***
Shinobu laid on her bed, eyes on the ceiling. She had on an expression of deep thought...
"So...sempai's become a star... I'm happy for him. With all that money and fame, he must feel loved. Happier than when he lived here... He's a good man, he deserves happiness from putting up with the bullshit that everybody gave him here... Stupid Naru, if she could only admit her feelings... She was so lucky to have his love, doesn't she know that?! That...that's the love I wanted from him, it's so unfair that someone who denied it so vehemently would have it instead... If I could only get one of those tickets! I could see sempai, I could talk to him! Maybe...maybe he'll realize how beautiful I've become"
Shinobu's mind wandered. She imagined herself in a lavish room, artwork surrounding her. She saw herself in very pretty red dress, walking around the gallery until she saw her sempai. She imagined the conversation she would have, the surprised reaction from Keitaro and the pleasant chat afterwards. In her mind, Keitaro didn't mention any of the other Hinata girls, asking mostly about Shinobu herself. She imagined him complimenting her on how beautiful and mature she looked. She imagined him inviting her to see his place. Her imagination skipped ahead to his house, to the bedroom.
Shinobu's hands wandered with her imagination, one made it's way to under her shirt, the other made its way into her shorts. Fabric shifted as she rubbed herself underneath her shorts, she moaned as her hand shifted her breast. She softly moaned as pleasure overtook her. In her mind, Keitaro's lips were in her breast, his hand working her lower region. Her moaning increased in volume, but she was careful to keep it barely audible to even her self. She writhed under her own ministrations, until she reached a shaky climax. Her breath was heavy from her session, wetness could be seen seeping from her black shorts. She pulled her hand from her shirt and used it to wipe her sweaty brow. Her hand made it's way out of her shorts, she pulled it up to her eye level and looked at the fluid on her fingers, as if fascinated. She then wiped it clean on a nearby paper towel, tossing it into the garbage can nearby. Her eyes went droopy and she found herself lulled to sleep by the afterglow of her orgasm...
***
Everybody watched the mini biography, no one spoke as they all stared at the T.V. in rapt attention until the end, not even Su or Sarah spoke...
It turned out that Keitaro was a struggling manga artist who had managed to get the first volume of a dark romance story called Punishment of the Unworthy published, it became a bestseller. It turned out that Kitsune had read the manga, but Keitaro was using a nom de plume, so Kitsune know find out it was him. Though Keitaro's book had sold very well, he didn't become big until a businessman by the name of Kentaro Sakata discovered him. He had seen some of his paintings through a friend who was a friend of Keitaro, who also went to the same art school as Keitaro.
After the program ended, everybody went their separate ways, or was about to, when a knock came at the door. Kitsune went to answer it, when she got there, there was nothing but an envelope on the ground. She picked it up and opened it, removing the contents. She gasped at what was inside before running back into the dorm.
"You guys, someone gave us tickets to Keitaro's exhibition!!!"
A/N: Hey, how is it so far? Sorry for being a bit risque there with Shinobu, but it is rated R. If you weren't ready for that, then you should've considered paying attention to the rating... Man, I bet a whole bunch of people will stop reading my stuff after this chapter... Oh well... By the way, I'm sorry if I did both the news scenes horribly, I don't know the format of the news because I barely watch it. Another thing, please excuse any mistakes I may have made, I finished this 12:36 a.m. In any case, remember to review. I'm probably going to get flamed for this chapter, but at least flame using actual critiquing and not mindless insults. Also, does anybody know a painting tool that can be cut human skin?