Disclaimer: All the characters below belong toNaoko Takeuchi and not me.
A/N: Sorry. Sorry. Still working on my other long story. But everytime I try to work on it, my mind would automatically stray further and further away then...POP...a one shot idea came out, thus, causes the delay. Patience is a virtue.
"WHAT!" Fist connected with the dinner table.
Hotaru stopped nibbling her breakfast pancake and stared wide eye at her papa. Setsuna lowered down the newspaper and glanced at Michiru. Michiru remained calm and sipped on her tea.
"What did you say just now?" Haruka growled.
Michiru sighed. "Do you really want me to repeat it?"
"Yes." Low and dangerous reply from the blond.
"Starlights will join me for my next year World Tour."
Silence. Three crows were flying through.
A tiny stomach started to rumble again. Hotaru slowly devoured her breakfast again while Setsuna repositioned the newspaper back to its previous position, ignoring the two love birds.
"Among all the artists…."
"We thought to try something new. Classical vs modern rock."
"But does it have to be those gender confused alien?"
"They are one of the most famous boy bands right now."
"And the most pervert boy band."
"Haruka….."
"They will try to sneak into your dressing room….again."
"They won't Haruka."
"No other alternative?"
"How about you?"
Blink once. Blink twice. Blink thrice. "Me?" Haruka asked innocently.
Haruka momentarily forgot her anger and looked slightly confused. Michiru seized the opportunity quickly by moving towards Haruka to sit on her lap and wrapped her arms around Haruka's neck. Setsuna rolled her eyes and saw Hotaru just finished her pancake at the perfect moment.
"Come Hotaru-chan. I drive you to school." Setsuna offered her hand for Hotaru but looked up at her papa then back to Setsuna.
"Papa always drive me to school when she's not racing."
"Your papa won't be available anytime soon. Come."
Hotaru shrugged and followed Setsuna from behind.
"So…" Michiru continued. "…are you interested to join me for a World Tour? We could have a violin and piano duet."
"Well…I don't mind but not next year. My name is already in the drivers' list for next year Grand Prix."
"Then we could plan for our next next World Tour."
"Well..hmm.…sounds like a good plan."
"Good. So I'll have a World Tour with the Starlights first then we'll plan ours next, ok?"
"You are really keen to have a World Tour with them don't you?" Haruka's mood immediately took another turn again.
"Well….." Michiru drew few teasing circles on Haruka's chest with her finger. "I admit…I do like the proposition….."
Haruka's face hardened.
"Love, Starlights is a very talented boy band. I really like to try other genre of music besides classical so I think this is a great opportunity for me to explore other type of music."
"But…"
"I promise I will lock my dressing room, ok?"
Haruka looked skeptically at Michiru.
"I promise. Please…." Michiru then kissed Haruka and gently nibbled on her lower lip. One hand slowly caressing Haruka's cheek and neck, carefully playing the seducing card.
Haruka sighed inwardly. "You really have to remember to lock your dressing room."
Michiru grinned from ear to ear when Haruka finally relented to her request.
"Tenoh-san…" Michiru's manager almost jumped up from his chair when Haruka walked into the room. He marched towards Haruka and shook her hand gratefully. "Thank you for agreeing a cameo appearance in our promotion video. We appreciate it very much."
"I'll do anything that could help Michiru."
"Come have a seat. Let me introduce you to the director of this video and the members of the Starlights."
At the mention of Starlights, Haruka's face darkened. Sat at the far corner were the Kou brothers. Haruka acknowledged Taiki and Yaten with a nod but narrowed her eyes on Seiya. Taiki and Yaten replied the nod with gentle smiles but Seiya was smirking arrogantly.
"I wish I could pull out his 'little brother' and stuff it back into her 'little sister." Haruka whispered lowly only to Michiru.
Michiru gave a slap to the back of Haruka's head for her vulgar words and forced her rather harshly to a chair.
"Ouch…I want you touch me gently me, Michiru."
"Wait till we are home."
The producer, director and Starlights sweat dropped at both initial rough act from Michiru and their following suggestive conversation.
The director laugh awkwardly. "Well, let me explain the storyline of our concert's promotional video. It will be divided into 2 parts. The first part would focus on Kaioh-san and Tenoh-san. So both of you would be strolling along a busy street where you would see a boy is crying somewhere nearby. Exactly at the same moment, Starlights would come out of nowhere with their music instruments and play a song to the boy just to appease him. At the end of the performance, you, Kaioh-san will look at the Starlights with admiration on your face."
"OBJECTION!"
All eyes instantly focused on now standing Haruka.
"Why Michiru has to show her admiration to them? It's totally nonsense. Michiru is a prodigy, is a goddess, only people will admire Michiru and not vice versa, especially to these gender con…mmmmpppphhhffffff….."
Michiru somehow managed to cover Haruka's mouth on time and forcefully pushed her back to her chair and smiled apologetically at the slightly startled director and a very nervous producer. Starlights however remained calm, already getting used to Haruka's explosive temper and protective side.
"Please ignore her. Go on."
The director cleared his throat nervously and continued. "The second part would portray a scene after the concert. Kaioh-san would be in her dressing room. Then one of the Starlights member would approach Kaioh-san…"
At the mentioned of dressing room, Haruka jumped at the director at once to strangle him. The rest in the room leapt to the director's side, trying to free the director from Haruka's grasp, except for Seiya who was laughing loudly.
"Whose shitty idea is this?! Approach my Michiru in her dressing room?! . . ?!"Haruka used her fingers to stab at the director's temple repeatedly.
"Haruka, let the director go."
"Tenoh-san...please calm down….."
"Haruka-san…."
All the pleading went to deaf ear. Few pairs of hand failed to pry the furious Haruka away until Michiru shouted the magic word. Everyone froze on the spot.
Michiru slowly led Haruka back to her chair, then rubbing Haruka's back gently to calm her short temper lover's down. The producer, Yaten and Taiki else finally let out a relief sigh in unison while the director gasped for air and Seiya felt amused with the scene unfold in front of him.
Much to Haruka's annoyance Seiya started to keep on repeating the magic word. "Couch. Couch. Couch. Couch. Couch. Couch. Couch. Couch. Couch. Couch. Couch. Couch. I love couch. Couch for the cross dresser. Couch. Couch. Couch. Couch. Co….." Seiya stopped when he earned himself a knock on the head from his brother Taiki, while Yaten apologized to Haruka before Haruka killed his stupid brother with her deathly stare.
Michiru sighed tiredly and wrapped her arms around Haruka as precaution. "You may continue, Director-san."
The director, finally found his breath, shifted to the other side of the table, far away from Haruka and continued with the corner of his eye frequently checking on Haruka for sudden movements. "As I said before one of the Starlights would approach Michiru in her dressing room…." The director timidly took a quick glance at Haruka and almost got heart attack when Haruka fixed her creepy killing look on him. He quickly averted his stare to the Starlights. "There will be short encounter in between Kaioh-san and this Starlights member. There were few ideas from the crews for this scene. And we choose this interesting scene where….." The director gulped nervously. "…Kaioh-san would…" another nervous gulp. "…asks this member for help…" Took a very deep breath. Stray further away from Haruka. "….withthezipofherdress."
"WHAT THE mmmmpppphhhfff…"
While Seiya was already rolling on the floor, laughing his ass out, Haruka now totally blinded by anger. Michiru was frantically preventing Haruka from crawling over the table and pounced on the director. The director along with the producer scooted to the corner of the room in fear, ready to defence themselves against Haruka's wrath.
"Tenoh-san, calm down please. The idea is to accommodate the design of the poster." The director pleaded.
"Mmmmpppphhhffffffffff…" Haruka never had the chance to pretest properly as Michiru successfully covered her mouth from swearing.
"Why don't you tell us a bit about the poster?" Michiru laughed nervously, trying to divert the subject.
"Well….the poster will portray Tenoh-san as knight in shining armor, rescuing a damsel in distress which is you, Kaioh-san, against 3 handsome young men. We plan to make this tour like a Disney story. This tour is the beginning of the story. Next tour would be next episode of the story."
"This is a marvelous idea. Haruka plans to join me on my next next tour, so I think, yeah, it fits well into this idea." Michiru genuinely love the Disney story idea.
"Mmmppphhhffff…"
"I think I have to take my leave now." Michiru forcefully dragged Haruka to the exit. "We still have plan later. Update me with the shooting schedule please, director-san." Michiru bowed and pulled Haruka with her before the office could turn into a murder crime scene.
The director dabbed his dry forehand anxiously. He scooted few inches to the left. The woman on his left did the same thing. The director sighed. He repeated the same process, so did the woman. The director exhaled loudly. "Tenoh-san, there's no use you keep staring dagger at me."
"I know."
"Then?"
"The main culprit, script writer, had just been sent to hospital because of heart attack. One down. You are the next one." Haruka whispered dangerously.
Feeling threatened by Haruka's murderous stare, the director walked to the safety zone Michiru's side and called for the crews' attention. "Get ready guys. We'll start the shooting in 5 minutes."
Everyone scrambled to their own position. Michiru and Seiya to the makeshift dressing room in the studio. The director stationed himself behind the camera. And Haruka, with a stool on hand, got into position too; just next to the director. The director gulped nervously.
DRESSING ROOM SCENE 1, TAKE 1, CAMERA!
The scene started with Seiya, walking through a makeshift corridor, towards Michiru's makeshift dressing room. Seiya stopped directly at the front of the dressing room and before he knocked on the door, he double checked his neatly tied pony tail and straightened out his suit to make sure he was presentable. A sly grin, plainly noticeable by Haruka, spread across his handsome face.
Something triggered inside of Haruka. She jumped up from the stool and shouted, "CUTTTT!"
The whole word stopped and focused solely on Haruka.
"What's the problem, Tenoh-san?" The director asked.
"He….he….he….." Haruka struggled to find the right words. "He…..I don't like his ugly smile."
The whole team sweat dropped then reluctantly repositioned themselves for a new shooting.
DRESSING ROOM SCENE 1 TAKE 2, CAMERA!
Seiya finally able to knock on the door without interruption this time. Michiru opened the door with a sweet smile, much to Haruka's chagrin and welcome Seiya in. As Seiya followed Michiru from behind, Seiya appraised Michiru with elevator eyes, successfully setting off another jealousy bomb inside of Haruka.
"CUT!CUT!CUT!"
The whole world frozen for the second time for the same reason.
"What now, Tenoh-san?" The director asked again, this time with exasperation.
"He molests Michiru with his eyes!" Haruka stated angrily. Seiya laughed loudly at Haruka's statement while Michiru rolled her eyes almost to the back of her head. A collective sigh spread across the room and once again the whole world repositioned to the original spot for the second time.
DRESSING ROOM SCENE 1 TAKE 3, CAMERA!
Seiya successfully stepped into the dressing for the second time after an invitation from Michiru. The scene finally reached the last part without interruption from a certain agitated blondie where Michiru would flip her hair away to expose her creamy neck and the dress zipper for Seiya. As Seiya prepared to unzip Michiru, Seiya unconsciously licked his dry lips. No one in the room noticed the tomato red face Haruka had reached her boiling point.
KABOOM!KABOOM!KABOOM!
Michiru felf a gush of strong wind passed by her back. When Michiru turned around, she could see nothing except for a huge cloud of smoke with Seiya's swollen face and Haruka's bruised eyes look occasionally popped out from the smoke.
"TENOH HARUKA!" Michiru went berserk with Haruka's antics.
"WHEN COULD WE FINISH THIS FLIMING?" The whole world wondered.
The concert promotional poster finally went public but the outcome was totally not according to the initial planning. The left side of the poster depicted Haruka with an injured left hand on a sling wrapped around her neck, a darkened right eye, riding on a white horse blocking and offering her right hand to a fuming Michiru. Haruka at the same time was sending a deathly glare at equally injured Seiya, at the right side of the poster, who had his right leg casted, bandaged forehead with slight swollen face, a guitar hanging across his shoulder, replying Haruka's deathly glare with a murderous look with another 2 Kou's sweatdropping at behind.
A/N: Although basically Haruka is not so innocent in this case, but since this is a comedy story I decided to put it together with my other humorous stories.