Hehe well…Im going to update a bit slower than usual these days cos Im gonna try to make my chappys longer :D hehe I got some ideas and inspiration from this Old Korean Drama…hehe Its called "A winter's Sonata" if you ever get a chance of seeing it. See all of the episodes its soooooooooo touching :D
Summary – Eriol is a famous, international, rich superstar. Tomoyo is his newly hired photographer. These very different people in very different worlds and different backgrounds collide together. One who never fell in love, and one who wish they could forget love; Hear their story of how, these two beings slowly, fell in love. E&T
Chapter 2
Spy.Without being seen.
Tomoyo POV
I am currently in the airport…I've been here for hours!!! I had to wake up at 6 to get to the airport…I'm not even here to get on a plane…
so What am I doing here?
Well…I'm actually waiting for someone.
I hate my boss. -.-;;
(End of POV)
(Flashback)
"DAIDOUJI!!!" a distant but familiar voice called within the corridor; reflecting its way and reaching, our heroine's sensitive ears.
'What does that ass want now?' the certain raven-haired figure muttered with pure annoyance. She seriously needed a holiday… Her boss was a very straight-forward man. If she declined any of his obtuse orders, he would always say the typical. "Go pack your things from your office and go find a new job"
Her boss was obviously unfair, but that was because of all the desperate stress that was bombarding the office; the lack of clients, the lack of money and of course the lack of self-determination from the workers.
"Yes Mr. Yamamoto?" She meekly spoke as she entered her boss' office.
"Good morning. Daidouji-san. I have called you here to tell you something very important. Ahem." A voice replied.
Tomoyo lifted both her eyebrows in curiosity.
"May I inform you about the failure that this office is suffering from? This is a Magazine corporation! Miss Daidouji; and Magazines are bought, by the curiosity of the readers. However, why is it that our magazine is lacking an unknown something that other magazines are succeeding at? WellYou see, Miss Daidouji, front covers of a magazine is one of the most important parts of the whole volume. If the front cover is not eye-catching, Daidouji-san, no one is going to buy our creation."
Tomoyo blinked. 'errrr so..?'
"That is not to say, that our designs of front covers are unattractive, it is just to say that the figures and photos on the front are just not as well-known." he continued.
"If we had the money and contact, we could plan a photo shoot or interview with some important figures in the media, however, we don't…so…" Then, he stopped and stayed silent, but did not move his eyes away from Tomoyo's.
Tomoyo just stood there, confused, of why he was not speaking another word.
Her boss opened his mouth, as if he was going to say something, and then closed it again.
"ummmmm sure boss…but…what does this have to do with me?" Tomoyo said slowly, trying to sound polite.
Mr. Yamamoto closed his eyes. "I have figured out with various sources that Eriol Hiirigizawa will be visiting Tokyo secretly, this week, unfortunately, his timetable is fully booked, with our rival magazines…and…and…mm….well…he is a very important figure in popular culture…and…we can't miss this special chance to take photos of him…so…mm.." He stopped again, and stayed silent.
Tomoyo frowned with confusion, after a bit of thinking…she realized why he had called her. Her eyes grew wide. "Omg…nooo way I cannot!!! I can't do it!!! It's impossible!!!"
She affirmed obviously, stunned for the offer.
"Why not? Its not like your going to be the only one anyways." He shrugged carelessly. "You are expecting me to be a part of the paparazzi!!!"
He raised an eyebrow swiftly. "Who said you're a paparazzi?"
"I will NOT do it!!!! That is the lowliest you can get as a photographer!! I will NOT." She acclaimed.
"ok…then you can go and pack your things..." Mr. Yamamoto replied ice coldly, as he marched angrily towards the door.
Tomoyo shook her head in desperation.
"OK!!! OK!!! MR YAMAMOTO I'LL DO IT I'LL DO IT!!!!!" she cried out in frustration.
(End of Flashback)
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"We will be landing in 5 minutes. Please insure that your seat belt is well fastened. Thank you"
The sudden up burst of the engine, alarmed the certain half-alive being. This particular being, was peacefully seated between to two suspiciously bulky men.
The face of the sleepy figure was hidden under the sunglasses and the thick scarf; his hair was covered by a large black beanie.
It was summer and it was indoors, so why was this person wearing so many unnecessary accessories, covering his image?
Eriol POV
God…my manager is such an ass. (familiar? haha)
How can he make me go to Tokyo in such short notice?? God…I feel so stuffed up inside this piece of shit clothes…I hate it how I have to cover up my identity like this.
I hate planes…I felt so friggin' claustrophobic in that piece of metal scrap…
Right now, I'm at the luggage thingy…Not that I'm looking for my belongings…My bodyguards can do that for me.
Don't the things in the suitcases break? It's practically tossed and dragged by the conveyor belt?
Weird.
I'm so damn tired…about 20 hours of travel through air…shit. My ears are blocked…My left ear is deaf.
Joy.
Where the hell are my guardians??
Cheh…here they come now…argh…
(End of POV)
"I'm tired…Why did you take so long?? What time is it?? When do we arrive at the hotel?? Why is nothing going right????" Eriol whined jadedly like a pouting child.
Living his life, with money, a perfect family, a big house and many women; Eriol Hiirigizawa had it the easy way.
Ever since he was born, life was a piece of cake to him. His father, who had inherited the family company, and had made a success, made sure Eriol had the best of everything.
Eriol was expected to continue the family business; when he had graduated from his university, but instead, he followed his ambition to be an actor; his parents declined, but after they saw the success and money that their son had earned, they approved easily.
Along with Eriol's good fortune and fame, he also had very fine physical features. His hair was black; navy black; an unusual color, but an eye-catching color all the way. His skin was chalk white, as if he had always been in the dark.
But overall, his eyes were what had attracted the women the most. It had a mysterious seducing glow in them, which intrigued anyone, whom had stared at his dark sapphire orbs.
Afterall, fame gets you rich and beautiful.
Bias being rich and beautiful gets you fame.
He obviously had it all.
As Eriol stepped out of the automatic doors and though the arriving gate, (with his two bodyguards trotting behind, with his luggage) Tomoyo recognized him right away.
(Flashback)
"He will be a man with a scarf and a beanie, sunglasses, with two bulky men following him from behind."
(End of Flasback)
Her boss had explained to her about his appearance, and amazingly, he was exactly right. 'Now how did he know that?'
'Whatever. I wont bother thinking about my stupid boss' psychic brain.'
Tomoyo watched carefully without being too suspicious, of whom these particular 3 people were searching for.
She watched as a man with a host uniform, probably from the hotel that they were going to spend the week in, willingly, led them to a Rolls Royce car with the hotel logo on it.
Tomoyo, whom had been professionally, kept herself unseen, and had called for a cab a few minutes ago, asked the driver to follow and tail the ignorant Rolls Royce.
The Hyatt Hotel
Tomoyo silently got in to the same elevator with the unaware superstar. Earlier, she ahd eavesdropped at the hotel counter, that his room was room 95 which meant that his room was on the ninth floor.
Just in case, it was too coincidental and suspicious to come out of the elevator at the same floor as the superstar, Tomoyo pressed the elevator button for the ninth floor before Eriol had the chance.
As Eriol reached for the buttons, he noticed his floor was already pressed, so he stopped his reflexes and relaxed.
Tomoyo was safe…for now.
Besides, they weren't alone; there were other random people in that lift anyways.
Ding. They arrived to floor 9. Eriol grudgingly, walked off towards his hotel room. As he was about to touch the doorknob, the door opened; and before his eyes, stood a young pretty woman with an impressed smile.
"Finally, you have arrived, Mr. Hiirigizawa." She politely spoke.
Eriol gave her a tired smirk.
"Is this the Miss Kanbara whom I have been expecting?"
"Hai. Come in. Dinner will be served soon." She answered.
"Pleasure."
Eriol followed Miss Kanbara towards an elegant dinner table. A candle was lit in the middle, a bucket filled with ice and a bottle of expensive red wine in it, were placed on the table.
Nice.
Meanwhile, Tomoyo returned to the main foyer of the hotel, and asked the main desk for a room in floor 9.
Room 97.
2 rooms away from the superstar's room.
Sweet.
This was going to be a hard.
CHAPTER 2 FINISHED!!! Yay… I've already got Chapter 3 planned out. This chappy was kinda borling but without the innntrrooooo how can a story start? Hehe.