Note: Sorry for such the long wait! I've been really busy! Well, here's the next chapter! And for the people who think this is a Taiora and Mimato fic, sorry to disappoint you. If you don't want to read a Sorato, then don't read any further!
Something Pretty
Chapter Two – So Jealous
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SORA TAKENOUCHI is the freshest face to hit the fashion scene in Japan. She made her debut in new designer Dominique's fashion line, and an exclusive cover and photo spread in "Q" Magazine. Although the 20 year old model prefers to keep her love life a secret, she has recently been spotted on the arm of Yamato Ishida, lead singer for The Wolves…
Mimi slammed the magazine down and bit her lip anxiously. Within a week, Sora was seen on every tabloid and gossip column, all talking about her blossoming modeling career and sexy boyfriend… Not that Mimi cared, but what about her?
Could Sora be the new "it" girl now?
Impossible.
Or was it?
Mimi grabbed her copy of Q Magazine and flipped it open, studying the picture that she had taken with Sora. True, Sora was taller than her, which made her more appealing, but she looked too much like a tomboy, even with make up on.
Although lately, being a tomboy was so stylish now that Mimi almost envied the way Sora looked so athletic and sporty, yet so pretty and angelic.
Of course, Mimi wasn't the envious type, if anything, people envied Mimi. (A/N: Right.)
Or, they used to.
Right now, she really needed a drink.
She walked casually over to her stock of alcohol and grabbed a bottle of vodka. She popped the cork out and took a swig, then placed it carefully back on the table.
How unladylike.
Just then, her cell phone began to ring, buzzing crazily. Mimi picked it up and flipped it open.
"Yes?" she demanded.
"Is that how you answer the phone?" A voice came on the other end.
Mimi almost dropped her cell phone in surprise, and then she looked at the caller ID, which read the name of her boyfriend…
Taichi Yagami.
"I thought you were my bitchy agent." She said flatly, "She's been calling me so much lately that I had to turn off my cell phone last night…" She paused for a moment, then continued, "Not that you would've called me anyway."
Taichi began to laugh lightheartedly, "I'm sorry I didn't call. I was busy."
"What, were you with another girl?" Mimi said sarcastically.
"You know the only girl I want is you." Taichi teased.
Mimi blushed, she hated it when he did this, "Shut up."
"Mind if I come over right now?"
"I might have other plans, you know." Mimi sighed.
"C'mon, I'm starving. I miss your cooking." He pleaded.
"Well, maybe I don't want to cook for you." She teased.
"Is that so? I guess that's too bad because…"
Suddenly there was a knock on her door, and Mimi glanced at it sharply.
"…I'm at your door." Taichi concluded.
Mimi gasped in surprise, and opened the door, only to see her soccer-playing boyfriend standing outside.
"Hey, there." He grinned.
Mimi smiled at him, "I hate it when you do that."
Taichi walked in and kissed her lightly on the lips, "You know you love it."
Yes, it's true, Taichi Yagami was Mimi Tachikawa's boyfriend (A/N: Please don't kill me!). It was a bit surreal, considering the fact that he was the star player of Japan's soccer team, and she was a model. But in a way, they complemented each other.
Besides, Mimi was an excellent cook. Cooking was one of her favorite hobbies, one of the few things that she enjoyed doing, although, she would never admit that to reporters. She even considered joining a culinary school once she was done with modeling.
But she wasn't going to give up modeling so easily.
"So what do you want to eat?" Mimi asked generously, peeking through her cabinets and taking out some pots and pans.
"Hmm..." Taichi considered her question carefully, "Whatever you want, doll."
Like that helps.
Mimi stared at him. Lately she had been trying out some French recipes, and she really wanted to see how the French Vanilla Hazelnut cake would turn out…
"Ok." Mimi shrugged, "Want some cake?"
"Sounds great."Taichi walked over to her, "Need some help?" He grabbed one of Mimi's aprons and put it on, "What do you need me to do?"
"Get me six eggs from the fridge." Mimi fiddled withher oven settings and set the temperature.
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As the couple was cooking French food, on the other side of the city, Sora Takenouchi was having her own problems.
Such as the hoards of paparazzi outside her door.
Sora was locked in her room, staring at the piles of paper on her desk. She spread them out in front of her and stared at them critically. On the pieces of paper, various outfits, dresses, and accessories were sketched on them, indicating color, fabric, and different kinds of stitching and patterns.
What an artist.
She enjoyed designing outfits, it was one of her favorite pastimes. So why be a model?
To be honest, she knew nothing of the fashion industry.
She was scouted by a modeling agency, and before she knew it, she was on the cover of Q Magazine with the famous model Mimi Tachikawa. She needed a job, as well, but it was also a perfect opportunity for her to be getting a better feel of what goes on in the fashion world.
Although, being a model inspired her to draw more, and it boosted her creativity. Before, she only drew conventional and classic outfits. Things that were considered…
Boring.
Now, she just drew whatever she felt like drawing, and damned if she didn't.
But, her concentration was slowly slipping away as she peeked through the blinds on her window and stared down at the crowd of people armed with cameras staring up at her psychotically.
Sora snapped her blinds shut and shuddered. She leaned her back against her wall and rubbed at her temples.
Ever since she began going out with that Yamato, she had been constantly stalked by paparazzi and reporters, all snapping pictures of her and asking her questions. Why couldn't they just leave her alone?
Well, that's the price you pay for being famous.
At first, Sora wasn't impressed by the rock star, as the other girls were, but as she got to know him better, things went downhill from there.
How sweet.
The model sighed, then grabbed a sketch pad and began to draw again.
Trapped in your apartment on a Saturday night. How tragic.
TBC.
Note: I hope you liked it! I know Mimi sounds kind of bitchy, but that's how I picture her. Hahaha. And as for Taichi being her boyfriend. Sorry, I couldn't resist! If you don't like Michi, please don't hurt me.
