It was grasped between a girls hand, gently clutching the glistening handle before twirling the object between slender fingers, nails painted a neon green and tipped in bright pink. Beyond the female an audience roared, awaiting the apperance of their latest craze; pop sensation Risa. Though they cheered her forth, Risa was hesitant to make an apperance. Tonight was the first night she would make an apperance on stage, and in clothes she would never wear in company of friends much less in front of thousands of strangers. A plaid mini-skirt that barely concealed her upper thighs and moved with her as she moved. Her shirt was a plain white tanktop, fitting snugly to her upper torso and allowing breathing room in the stomach area. Every move she made echoed throughout the little room she was in due to the heels of her knee high boots, black and shiny leather like the ones she often seen but could never afford. Risa was leading quite the life now, compared to the life she used to live. But the past was the past, and nowadays she was just Risa, queen of pop while Tohru Honda, her former self, was not to be spoken of. Risa was it, the girl that everyone idolized and every guy wanted. She had an awesome personality, a cute face that turned heads and a body to die for. That body was often displayed with the cherography displayed in her videos and soon to be one stange. And her voice! It surpassed all the current "In" artists, sent every single to the top of the charts were they dominated for weeks on end. Tonight was the night, where she would finally display all her postive assets before thousands of critical eyes who would forever recall this night...
On the other side of the country, another band was preparing to go on stage and give their audience a show to remember, a show their grandkids would be told about for years and years. However, they were the polar opposite to the bubblegum pop that Risa would be peforming soon. This band, known as 'Cursed', was all about the rock. Their records sold and soared to the top of their respective charts, not only by the music they put out, but the sex appeal provided by the lead singer. He never wore anything flasy like the leather pants his band-mates chose, or the baggy shorts most rockers pefered. He stuck with what was simple, black jeans with numerous tears and holes in various places, and a white wife beater that clung to his abdominal muscles. He was plenty tall, standing at 6'2", fairly slim but one could tell he was musuclar without reading the many articles published on him. The clothes weren't what demanded heads to turn. It was that mysterious aura about him that beckoned people forth, and those startling red eyes topped by a mop of orange hair. Magazines attempted to gain as much information as they could, but he chose to be seclusive revealing nothing other then his name which was being chanted by a full house circling the stage. It was nothing new to him, he had heard it all million times before for it was not his first time putting on a concert. Though still young, recently turned 20, he had put on quite a few shows, in dozens of towns, to millions of strangers whom he never planned to speak to. But none of that could change the fact they continued chanting out his name, a loud summoning to which he was running towards. As he came closer the words became clearer- 'Kyo Sohma!
Hours later, Risa was found on her bus nursing sore feet and a throbbing head. She throughly enjoyed her time out there judging by that grin on her pink lips, but it was obvious the concert left her exhausted, and this was just the first of many. With her feet propped before her as she lounged on one of the couches, she reached for the phone to call someone, to let someone know how her night went but soon let the phone drop to the floor. As Risa she had no friends, only people who sucked up. The friends she had as Tohru must never know of her current occupation. At times it was tiring leading two lives, keeping Risa a secret from her friends as Tohru but it was the path she had chose to lead. Retrieving the phone once more she dialed the famaliar number of Uo, one of her best friends. While one phone head the phone steadfast, the other tugged off the blonde wig to reveal a mess of brunette held to her head by assorted clips and pins. Tugging furiously at the mess now made of her natural hair, she listened to the message come across the phone. Uo wasn't home yet, which was quite odd but Tohru didn't dwell on it for long. She simply left a short message and a request to be called back. Finally, Tohru got the silence she had begun to miss but it was soon broken when her managed rushed into the bus with a flyer held between her fingers.
"Risa! Risa! We've got the boys you'll be touring with!" The manager, Sey, was estatic over the news as much controversy was held over who would be touring with Risa.
Jumping from her seat, Risa let out a squeal and moved towards Sey in order to see the flyer held within the woman's hands. A gasp spilled from her throat as she saw who it was, "No way!" She mumbled, tone full of panic and excitement at the same time. "Not... Them..."
Sey's smile dimmed a little as she stared at her client, worried about how the girl went pale as she realized who would be touring with her. "They'll be arriving tomorrow. I'm guessing you've heard of them, Risa?" The natural blonde titled her head to the side, studying Tohru for a moment in curiousity.
"Yes, I--I've heard of them. They're rock, right? How'd we decide that one? Not that I'm complaining!" Tohru tossed her hands to the air, flaing about. "I like them, I do!"
"Right, well, we just figured it would be a creative collaboration and it would attract quite a few fans. Not that you need anymore," Sey added quickly, "Besides, you could do for a bit of male companionship, no?" Sey gently nudged Tohru's ribcage, all in jest as she kept her eyes trained on Tohru's lithe frame.
Tohru simply nodded, "Alright... Alright. Just leave the flyer here, okay? I'm going to get some sleep and I'll see you all tomorrow, alright?" Tohru turned, heading towards the back of the bus as a confused Sey left the flyer on the couch that Tohru once occupied. Mutters escaped the manager's lips as she slipped off the bus into the night.
"And here I thought she'd be happy about touring with Cursed..."
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Kyo's band was finished with packing, and of course the lead singer was already lounging back in his bed on the bus as he awaited the arrival of the guys. The tiny T.V. in the corner was starting to collect dust, not often used by the orange-haired boy. Finding himself bored, he rolled off the bed and moved towards the front of the bus as Siho, the drummer in the band was just getting on.
"Yo man." Siho's voice was low, a true bass voice. It was as if his insides rumbled with the effort to speak. Siho's words were rewarded with a dip of the head by Kyo. "We found out who we were touring with while you were in here being lazy."
At this, Kyo quirked an orange tinted brow causing the piercing in it to tug ligtly at his flesh, "Oh?" He honestly seemed semi-interested. The only news he heard of it, was that it was going to be some girl.
A deep chuckle came from Siho before he answered, "Risa. That pop princess." He stuck a thick finger down his throat, pretending to gag. "On the bright side, she's hot and legal."
Kyo was deep in thought, a frown passing over his lips as he attempted to place how he knew that name. "Risa? Don't know that name..." Before he could say another word Siho was withdrawing a magazine from behind his back and tossing it towards Kyo. On the front cover was Risa, smiling and posing as she had done countless times before hand. Something about her seemed... famaliar, causing Kyo to arch that slender brow once more in silent contemplation. "Cute." Was all he said before tossing the magazine towards the couch and moving back towards his bed, visions of Risa running through his head as he murmured to himself, "Where have I seen her before?"
Siho picked up the magazine, taking another peek at it before collapsing on the couch to relax as the rest of the band loaded in. They were quickly informed of their soon to be partner, and they moved outwards towards Risa.
As the bus moved closer, Risa was in a restless panic for fear of Cursed. It wasn't the band itself she worried over, but instead the lead singer- Kyo Sohma. Years ago, Tohru had fallen in love with the boy but due to unmentioned circumstances both parted ways and went on to become musical sensations. Tohru did not want to be known, she didn't want Kyo to see her as Risa... She didn't want to see Kyo at all. Though she was no longer in control of that for Destiny had other ideas when clashing the two mismatched artists. The night drug on, Tohru falling in a restless sleep while visions of Kyo danced in her head. While Kyo lay in bed, unable to sleep until he solved the mystery that currently plagued him. The eyes of Risa haunted him. They were a mesmerizing brown, enticing him yet they looked full of despair and it hurt hus heart. Why? Who was she? He didn't know, yet, but he would find out soon enough!
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