The star maker says, "It's ain't so bad."

The dream maker's gonna make you made

The spaceman says, "Everybody look down

It's all in your mind."

Missy laid on the couch, knees curled up almost to her chest, as her gaze was riveted on the television in front of her. She was practically sinking into the comfort of the plush leather sofa, tucked away in a seldom used game room on the third floor. There was a blanket wrapped around her to keep her warm, as the weather was turning cold for December.

"What are you watching?" came two voices from behind the couch.

The model chucked a nearby pillow behind her, hoping that it hit at least one of them in the face. "Go away," she groaned at them. "Did you need help with your calculus or something?" she growled at Kaoru.

"Only if you need help with your with your Japanese History," he grinned at her. Earlier that day, Chairman Suoh had contacted her to let her know that Kaoru Hitachiin was to tutor her and help her in Japanese History until she was caught up. As it turns out, he had one of the highest grades in the class, second only to Haruhi, making him a perfect tutor for the model. In exchange, she helped him with his calculus.

"Oh, is it the Victoria's Secret Paris Fashion Show?" Hikaru asked, tossing the pillow back on her face as he took a seat on her right, next to her feet. "I'm glad we didn't have to go this year."

Missy bolted up as Kaoru sat down on her left, next to her head. "You've gone before?" she gasped, looking between the twins. Having never been to the show herself, she had always wanted to go.

Kaoru shrugged. "Yeah, our mom usually makes us go with her. But this year she went by herself."

They all turned their attention to the show, laughing as one model was encumbered by what looked to be a large shield on her back. It was a beautiful display, but like most runway outfits, it wasn't practical.

"This show becomes less fashion and more show every year," Hikaru grumbled as he settled into his seat.

"The wing effect works really well for all of them, though," Kaoru admitted as he observed the retreating forms of each model. "It adds to the 'angel' idea, I guess."

"And this looks like a pretty culturally diverse group of models, so there's that," Missy added as she watched the parade of girls continue.

Hikaru snorted as a one of the models strutted down the stage. "I'd have to walk like that too if they'd but all those ugly flowers on me."

"Hey, she's trying. Runway is hard!"

Kaoru fixed Missy a look. "Have you ever done runway?"

The model bit her lip. "Well . . . no. No, I haven't."

The twins shared a look, a mischievous smirk on their handsome faces. "We can fix that," they crooned.

"Please don't."

"Well you don't really have a choice. It's in the contract," they both pointed out. "You didn't think you could be a part of our industry for two years and think-"

"That you'd never have to do runway-"

"Did you?" Hikaru finished.

"Of course," Kaoru purred as he leaned in close to the brunette, "We'll be there to teach you, so there's no need to worry."

Missy crossed her arms over her chest. "I wasn't worried," she pouted defiantly. "I'm sure I'll be able to do runway fashion without a problem." She turned her attention back to the show, ignoring the knowing looks that occurred between the young Hitachiin teens. "Kimono wraps were a good call."

"Yeah," they both agreed, snuggling closer to their half Japanese pet.

That was something Missy didn't know if she'd get used to. Even though Hikaru seemed to only tolerate her, they were both surprisingly clingy, which she didn't really understand. She understood why they touched Haruhi so often. After all, she could tell them apart easily, and she was their friend. Not to mention that Hikaru obviously had a huge crush on their classmate. However, Missy was far from that level. She regarded the twins as classmates, maybe friends on a good day. They were so touchy and affectionate, a stark contrast from her formal English upbringing.

"Now that is a walk," Missy whistled as she watched one of her favorite models strut down the stage. "She's so good."

"Oooh, sounds like somebody's got a crush," Kaoru teased.

"On her walk? Hell yes. I'd kill to be able to walk like that. She's like, my model crush. If I could walk like that, I'd have the world at it's knees," the brunette affirmed, her eyes still stuck on all the bright colors as they flashed by. "One day . . ."

Hikaru leaned in close to her. "One day, what?"

Missy looked at her classmate, her gaze flickering between Hikaru and the screen. "One day, I'll be up there like that. I'll be an angel."

"You want to be one of the angels?" Kaoru asked, amusement in his tone.

"Well, yeah," she admitted. "They all have some of the most amazing careers, and they get to travel. That sounds really cool.

"Of course, I would need to do FashionWeek and whatnot before that. Becoming an Angel doesn't happen overnight," she added quickly. "Right now, I'm all pictures, still life, and a few commercials. I have a long way to go before I'm anywhere near their caliber of modeling."

Kaoru gave her a thoughtful look as a pop artist took the stage to sing.

"Also, I'm a little short for runway," Missy added ruefully as the next set of flower covered angels traversed the stage.

"Did you see that look on her face, Kaoru?" Hikaru laughed as he pointed at one of the models. "They make the most priceless faces."

They settled into further silence as they continued to critique the models and their lingerie. "Ooh, I'd wear that," Missy added jovially, pointing towards a lace clad model.

Kaoru rolled his eyes. "I should have guessed you were a lace kind of girl."

"Every girl is a lace kind of girl, Kaoru-kun. If she says she isn't, she's lying."

"Even Haruhi?" Hikaru asked skeptically.

Missy laughed. "Okay, maybe not Haruhi. Or maybe she is, but you'd have to ask her," she suggested with a wink towards the older twin, causing him to blush ever so slightly.

Kaoru growled as he listened to the music. "Why is this guy singing about being chunky? They're models. They don't have any fat on them!"

"Irony?" Missy offered with a giggle as she watched the PINK line premiere. "I love this line," she added. "I'm pretty sure I've bought at least half of it."

"What is he wearing?" Hikaru asked, wrinkling his nose in disgust. "And the models are all taller than him."

"He looks ridiculous," his brother agreed. "The coat looks like it's going to eat him."

The model shot them both an amused glance. "Not a Bruno Mars fan?"

The twins both blanched.

"Those shoes," Missy moaned as she pointed towards a pair of leather boots on one of the models. "I would kill for those."

"I'm pretty sure next year's fall line has a pair of boots like that, but I'm not sure . . ." Kaoru said. "I don't know, it's been awhile since I've looked at anything but Summer stuff."

"Oh, speaking of which," Hikaru interrupted, "You have fittings all next week. We need to be done with the Spring line before the end of this month so that it can launch the end of January."

Missy groaned. She hated fittings because it was just a bunch of standing and preening and getting poked with needles. Not to mention the hours wasted deciding on appropriate ensembles. "Fine," she grumbled as she thunked her head back down on the couch, her head right next to Kaoru's lap. "Now shut up, you're ruining my fashion show with thoughts of work," she whined.

Dozens of beautiful models continued to walk upon the stage, some of them proudly wearing wings on the backs, their smiles ranging from sultry to coy. While their walks would have been too dramatic and sexual for most runways, they were perfect for the Victoria's Secret Fashion Show. They matched the atmosphere of the event with every step they took down the lined walk way. Here, the personalities of the model's were valued. It wasn't just about the clothes, but the presentation and individuality that each woman gave it. It was less of a showing and more of a performance, and that was what made it so fun for the audience.

Hikaru gave a low whistle. "That looks like some complicated lingerie. I can't even imagine trying to get someone out of that," he said, gesturing to the long line of 'dark angels' on the catwalk.

"I don't think you need to worry about that too much, Hikaru," his brother teased him, causing Missy to smile at their antics. Even when they're working together, they still took the opportunity to poke where they could.

"Well that's not very nice," Hikaru pouted.

"Oh shut it," Missy chuckled as she pushed one of her feet against his ribs playfully. "Don't dish it if you can't take it."

"But you're right," she said thoughtfully after a moment of silence, their attention back on the show. "I can't imagine some poor guy trying to undo all those straps and ties fast enough for things to work out."

"I'm going to get drinks from downstairs," Hikaru said after a minute. "Kaoru?"

"Water."

Hikaru nodded before walking towards the door.

Missy bristled. "Hey, what about me? I would also like a water!" she hollered after him.

"I didn't ask you!" Hikaru shouted back at her as he shut the door with a grin.

After a moment of silence, Missy asked the question that had been on her mind. "Do you think he'll get me water?"

Kaoru grinned. "Knowing Hikaru, you have a fifty/fifty shot. Depends on how generous he's feeling."

"Hmm."

"You seem really into this fashion show. I didn't know you were that into your career."

She sighed as more models filled the stage, walking in time with the music. "It's . . . complicated," she admitted. "Sometimes I just want to stop and do something else and go to college and be normal. But other times, when I see stuff like this," she gestured towards the screen, "I want to be apart of that. All that beauty, all that hard work. Sometimes I think that I really want that."

"But?" he prodded.

"But, it's a lot to commit to. I don't know what I want yet. I shouldn't be surprised, I'm only seventeen. I have time to figure it out. It's a scary and cutthroat industry."

Kaoru looked down at the girl next to him. She hadn't moved from her spot since Hikaru had left. Her hair was splayed out behind her and the grey sweater she had on slid off one shoulder, exposing a bra strap, but she either didn't notice or didn't care. Her blue-eyed gaze was still fixed on the fashion show, even as it was ending, as though the models on the screen held all the answers for the unsure teenager next to him.

"When did you start modeling?" he asked, avoiding the temptation to reach out and touch the hair that was laying across his lap.

"About three years ago."

"Did you want to then?"

She bit her lip, a habit he was beginning to notice she did whenever she was debating on how to answer, or whether or not she should answer. "Yes, and no," Missy admitted as she rolled over to look up at him. "I was only fourteen at the time, and I was a little, umm, lost? A representative from Wilhemina Models contacted me, and at fourteen, it seemed really exciting to have a career. I had something to prove, and modeling could help me do it."

The redheaded teen had to admit that he was intrigued by her story, and he sensed that there was a lot she wasn't telling him. "What did you have to prove?" he asked, hoping that he didn't sound too nosy, simultaneously cursing himself because he knew he did. Normally, he didn't mind prying into people's affairs, especially when it involved the host club. But Missy didn't seem like the type to open up based purely on prompting.

She opened her mouth to respond before thinking better of it and closing it. "Sorry, friend, that's a story for another day," she said as she heard the door open. "Did you bring my water?" she shouted at Hikaru while moving to sit upright.

In reply, he tossed a bottle of fancy European water at her, barely giving her enough time to catch it, causing her to let out a small squeal as the bottle almost hit her face. Kaoru caught his bottle easily while Hikaru took his seat on the other side of their friend, both snickering at her shriek.

"You're not very coordinated, are you?" Hikaru asked as he pulled off some of her blanket to cover himself with.

"I-"

"Kind of ironic, since you're a model."

"Hey!" she whined. "Give me my blanket back!"

"Maybe if you ask nicely," they both purred at her.

With a groan she stood up. "You're both incorrigible," she muttered as she tossed her hair over her shoulder and stalked out of the room. "You had to ruin my fun watching the show, didn't you, ya little monsters," she accused over her shoulder.

"Where's she going?" Hikaru asked as he grabbed the remote from where Missy had left it on the floor.

"Probably to aggressively study history."

"We can only hope."

A/N: Okay, sorry I disappeared for like a week or so. I've been writing, but I rewrote this chapter twice because it just kept pissing me off, and then I skipped ahead and wrote a bunch of random stuff that I can't post for awhile. Anyway, next chapter will be a Christmas special chapter that I've been working on for weeks.

Wendy: Idk, I can't even remember where that story was supposed to go. But I'll look through my notes and see if I can find something for you!

Kankananime: Well here's a little more bonding for you!

Reflectioncat: I can only imagine how frustrating that would be. It's so hard to keep up with my writing because I'm always getting ahead of myself. Thanks for reviewing!

Lucifer Dragonlordh: I'm glad you love it! Seriously, that means so much to me!

Dawn: I fangirled the entire time Kaoru was doing her makeup. Seriously, I felt like I was doing a lowkey tutorial vid.

SlytherinPrefect: The Moana soundtrack is sooooo good! I figure a character would really get into a movie with a character like Moana.

Sam: A little bit of both, actually! I think Kaoru thinks Missy is a cool person and he likes to talk to her. Ya know, a girl that doesn't fangirl over him and a girl that gets what they do? Rare qualities to find. I don't think this story is going to be HikaHaru (I'm a TamaHaru fan, sorry!) but I'm thinking about writing a spin-off story focused on Hikaru.

AddictedTOSleep: I'm glad you like her. She's a pain in my ass, but she can be pretty fun.

AnimeFlowerGirl: Thanks for reading and Reviewing!

Guest: Yeah, they saw Moana! I wanted to hint at it without just making it obvious. I don't plan on doing the scene from Kaoru's pov because I tend to write with a third person omniscient view with a few limited tendencies. Thanks for the criticism, I'll do my best to fix my grammar in the future!

Dei: Kaoru is such a sweet sunshine baby and I adore him and I'm glad he has other fans out there. Seriously, he is so unappreciated by the fandom.

Lot's of Love,

-Wri