I'm really sorry hav'nt written in a while it's just that life has been gittin to me..xD
Well hope you enjoy!
Chapter 4 : ' Ya Take A Inch You Get A Winch'
"Wha' huh whats going on?" Kyouya said confused and struggling trying to free of these...Models?
Everything was moving so fast it was so much of just a blurr to him. Stylist , Managers everything you would need to be a model and, to function properly. Was pouring into the vacant lot ,He also noticed that it would afto be a contest or something?
"Welocme ladies to the national japan modeling competition , or i like to say JMC for short_" A noisy host said leanning in on all the models , Almost falling off the small runway.
"WHOA! young lady you need a makover! ,You are going to be on live TV y'know." A boucy stylist said walking fast towards kyouya. Before he got a chance to answer she grabbed his wrist and thrusted him towards a red chair and station consisting of diffrent kinds of make-up.
"Now , lets see what i can do?" She said putting her thumb and pointing finger up to her chin , Pondering in thought
"BU BU I'm-" Kyouya stutered trying to explain what she was interrpeting.
"Shsh! i do not want to hear it, missy!" The brown headed woman said waving her staright hair towards Him/Her.
She swooped a brush across Kyouyas face ,Making him cough constanly. "Next a Dress!"
"NO NO NOT A I'm NOt A-" Kyouya said intterupted yet again by the stubborn stylist.
"YOU WERE THE ONE WHO SIGNED UP ,GOSH" She quietly yelled wipping out a flowery kimono. She shoved it into kyouyas arms pointing to a odly shaped building , It was suppose to be a dressing room
"Go and don't try to run ..I will make sure you don't escape" The middle aged woman said with a sly grin
"Bu-"
"UGHHHH! Just get your but in there ,We don't have much time!" She said harshly pushing Him into the dressing room.
There...he saw what he regreted the most ,Thousands of naked woman tieing there ribbons fitting clothes ,All with the exeption of him..
"HEY GUYS , LOOKS LIKE THERE'S A NEW GAL ON THE BLLOCK!" A blond headed model said as every living soul looked towards Kyouya as he ran to the nearest closed off area looking for redemtion.
"O-My-Gos-h" Kyouya breathed red stipped across her shocked face
"Well they won't let me out anyway , Might as well get on with it, Maybe just maybe i can run away when i'm on the runway...?" Kyouya thought taking off layers of clothes and putting on the thin and colorfull Kimono, He did'nt know why he was going through with this and why the Kimono felt very nice and breazy.
"Here goes nothing..." Kyouya sighed unlatching the still knob, Hoping something good would he see
I'm such a lazy bum...But i gotta get some rest xD
So ...Hope you liked it *Yawn* and by..