Yes, yet another story o_o Gomen! I just had a brainstorm and I promise I'll TRY not to keep making up new stories without finishing some other ones ^_^;;
"Fifteen year old famous and well-known singer, Mimi Tachikawa has once again received yet another award for her great success in the music business!" exclaimed a reporter that was standing in front of a screaming mob just outside a huge skyscraper. The crowd burst into hysteric cheering when the doors burst open and out came four gigantic men dressed in black and blue and wearing shades, guns, and portable radios that they communicated with each other. And as surprising as it sound, in the middle of those men was the talented singer herself; Mimi Tachikawa.
The girl wore a slight faked smile on her face for the cameras that flashed all around her as she walked down the path to their luxury limousine. Being the pesky reporters they are, the man earlier managed to squeeze through the crowd and towards the teenager.
"Miss Tachikawa! Sumimasen, may we have a word with you about your—" the man was suddenly stopped when one of the huge men, and an average sized man came in front of him.
"And where do you think you're going? Mimi doesn't have any time to answer any questions right now," the tiny man remarked and walked off into the car.
"But—"
"Ahem," the huge man cleared his throat to get the reporters' attention. "Sir, I suggest you go back to your original position before you get 'hurt'." Intimidated, the reporter did what he was told and shrank back as the giant followed the other man's direction.
"Otou-san, he was only trying to get an interview, you didn't have to be so stubborn," Mimi said when her manager—and father—stepped into the car as it started to move into the busy traffic. Mimi turned her head in front of her and narrowed her hazel eyes. "And you," she lectured to the bodyguard, "you didn't have to be so aggressive and threaten every single reporter you see."
The huge man shrugged, "He was pesky, Iyam what Iyam and that's scary and big," he replied in a low voice.
Mimi giggled softly, "Whatever, Francis," she turned to the man sitting beside her who just got done rambling on the phone. "Papa—Hikari is coming down this weekend from her photo shoot, and she's invited me to come out to this club—"
"Club? You aren't going into some club with who knows what kind of people parade in! And who's this Hitaru you're ranting about?" her dad asked.
"Hikari, papa, my probably only friend," Mimi softly argued. "And it's not fair, we haven't seen each other for the longest time and she's only here till Monday morning. Onegai, I'll be careful!"
(Princess)
"Iie, Hime, I've told you so many times now that you're not allowed to go out in public like that! You're too—"
"Too fragile?" Mimi sighed and looked out the window for the rest of the ride, surrounded by lectures and freaky guards that surround her all day.
Back at the huge screaming mob of teenagers, the reporter had already gained his peskiness back and is now moving about the doors that were again about to open for yet another music sensation.
"…taken the music world by storm and—here they are!!" he exclaimed when the doors blew open again and out came only two bodyguards this time that actually gave the band a bit of space. The reporter quickly ran up, surprised not to be stopped by one of the men.
"Sumimasen, may we please have a word with you three?" he asked the group; Cerulean Passion.
The manager of Cerulean Passion, Jyou Kido, nodded and grinned at the camera, pulling the three members closer to him and urging them to speak. A boy, about the age of seventeen and had fluffy brown cotton ball hair and matching hazel eyes, smiled.
"Hai, what's on your mind?" he asked the reporter.
"Taichi Yagami, rumor has it that your next album shall be coming out very soon—can you give us all a preview of what's in store?" the reporter asked.
"Eh," Taichi hesitated. "Well, doubt I really can do, you'll all just have to wait till it comes out this winter!" he quickly pulled his other two members of the band and grinned at the camera. "But you can bet it'll be the hit of the year with my tomodachis(?) here!" he said as the two people nudged away from him.
One of them, was another boy, with dirty blonde hair and bright blue eyes that twinkled against the light of the camera lights. He dusted his arm off and just chuckled at his friends' remark. The other person—was a girl, a girl with short red hair and cinnamon red eyes. Sora Takenouchi was her name and she was staring admiringly at the blonde while at the same time, trying to avoid his making eye contact when out of the blue, the reporter lunged a question at her.
"Sora," he said enthusiastically, "is the rumor about you and Yamato Ishida true?"
Sora blushed and she met the blonde's gaze, she laughed nervously, "Er, depends on the rumor."
"Oiy, I never heard of a rumor," Taichi whined. "What are we talking about here? This isn't fair, I wanna know too!"
Sora grinned and laughed more as she playfully ribbed Taichi to make him stop, "Sumimasen, Taichi's been a bit grouchy this morning."
"Me, grouchy?" Taichi remarked immaturely. "How mean." Yamato and Sora laughed so hard that Taichi ended up cracking too.
The reporter smiled at the camera, "Well, these three sure seem content with one another. A perfect trio!"
"Uh, gomen but these three have a busy schedule today so I'm afraid we can't answer anymore questions," Jyou grinned and ushered the three off inside their own limo.
"Man, was he persistent," Yamato remarked as he snuck onto his corner by the window and gazed out as the car began to move. "Hey, what's these rumors he's talking about?"
Sora blushed yet again. Taichi, who was sitting beside his best bro grunted, "Really, spreading such gossips!" he crossed his arms. "Who'd be so baka to start them anyway?"
"They're called PR," Jyou retorted and crossed his arms too. "And by starting those, I think It's done well for the groups' Public Representation. Jealous, Taichi?" he chuckled and patted the boys' head.
Taichi blushed and glared at him, "Cut it out, Jyou!"
"Yeah, sure, just as long as it doesn't get too personal or stupid I'm fine with it," he mumbled and tossed a glance at Sora and gave her a slight brotherly poke with his foot. "You are too, right, Sora-chan?" he asked.
"Hai!" Sora gleefully replied. "I mean, as long as you are."
Jyou exclaimed, "Sugoi! Now to really make the fans think something you're gonna have to give Sora something like—your glove there!"
"No way, man," Yamato snapped and held onto his gloved hand. "This is my good luck charm, I can't race without it! Get something else!"
"Okay, okay, we won't take your glove away," Jyou assured. "Now that we have that all settled," Jyou clasped his hands, "Now, this weekend's agenda is—"
Taichi cut in, "Whoa, wait a second here, I already have plans. Don't you remember? My younger sister's coming down for this weekend, she's taking us all to Keith's new night club I can't miss the only time I'll get to spend with my sister!"
"Hikari's coming down?" Sora asked.
How was that for a start? o_o There IS going to be love triangles between ALL of them so there is much more in store ^_- So review or no second chapter~!