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I wanted to update this chapter 13.10.11 but I was too busy. It was my birthday which I believe was not that important. Anyway, I really hope, you people like this chapter.

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Chapter 3

Hiroto's POV

Damn. I don't want to act this scene. The only one I would be at ease to kiss would be my Kirari. I remember the time, when Kirari had first joined in this world of glamour and had bagged a role in a movie, with me as her co-star. She was so nervous when she learnt that she had to kiss me. She had already accepted the role and all. Well, that served her right for not reading the contract properly. I sighed inwardly. She was not comfortable to kiss someone she didn't like. And it's evident that at that time, she loved Seiji. Though I don't know why she fell in love with me, for I know she deserved someone better than me, when she had someone as gentle, kind and understanding as Seiji to love. But then again I would never completely understand her. There are times that I don't even know what's passing through her mind. I can't say that I wasn't interested in her before. For no apparent reasons, I always came to her rescue whenever she needed my help. I called her 'idiot' and other means things, but I always helped her. In spite of all that, she remained my friend. Probably at the time, I didn't realise my growing feelings for her.

I knew that she wanted to have Seiji as her co-partner. Why would she not want that? She liked him, so she would want to kiss him. That's normal, no? For someone to want to kiss her crush. However, I can't deny the fact that I was hurt. At that time, I didn't know why, but I think understand the reason better now. I was shocked, it would be an understatement; I froze and stared at her wide-eyed, when she accidentally confessed her love for me while ranting about how she cared for me. I mean, who wouldn't be when your love who you knew loved your best friend confesses her love to you out of blue. I swear that girl is crazy. I love her though. I don't recall what I replied but I knew, I had closed the space between us and captured her lips. I tried not to smile. Thankfully nobody noticed. I was supposed to be acting. That thought itself brought me back to the reality.

This scene was mainly focused on the kiss that Izumi and I have to share. Wasn't it enough that she stole my first kiss that we have to kiss again? I swear if it wasn't for Kirari, who wanted that I accept the room, for the movie would be a big hit; I don't know how she predict that but hey, my girl friend is crazy, no?, I would have declined the offer. Like I said, she didn't read the contract fully. It was later that she learnt about the kissing scene, when Chairman Muraniishi told her. I thought she already knew, and despite that she wanted me to do the role.

. . .

"There is a kissing scene as well?" Kirari repeated Chairman's sentence.

"With Izumi?"

"You didn't know Kirari-chan?" She shook her head.

"Baka, didn't you read the contact?" I asked.

"I did, but it was so long, that I skipped some parts,"

She never learns, does she? It had happened once the same thing with her. She better be thankful because at that time, I was the one she had to kiss and I was able to thwart the scene in an almost kissing one.

"Apparently the most important ones." Kumoi-san added.

Kirari closed her eyes and gently shook her head, as if trying to gain control of her thoughts and mind. Her hair danced and settled messingly on shoulder, some emphasizing her heart-shaped face. She looked truly beautiful at that moment. And what completely mesmerized me was the smile she let out after. It wasn't a fake one, but wasn't entirely true as well. I neared her and caught her by the waist. She smiled at me and muttered, "It's alright, I'm sure Hiroto will be able to perfect that act."

Isn't she jealous? If she is, she's doing quite a great job concealing it. But I knew she didn't like the idea of I kissing Izumi. Obviously she would not want her boy friend to kiss another girl. Who would want that?

. . .

"See you tomorrow." I whispered in her ears as I dropped her home.

"Hiroto." she smiled and quickly planted a kiss on my cheeks. She then backed away, her back hitting the door of the car.

"This isn't the right way to wish your boy friend 'goodnight', my sweetheart, especially when it's raining." I said, pulling her closer than ever to me.

"Are you even Hiroto? You know the one who is rude and is my boy friend, for you're being very sweet, leaving the former part, of course."

"It should reassure you coz you know that you Hiroto is always, even if he is sometimes possessed by his love for his girl friend." I retorted, nibbling the earlobe.

She pushed me and mumbled while blushing, "Seriously Hiroto, are you alright?"

I neared her and caged her with my arms. I bent to her level and kissed her. We had never kissed with this passion before. And I was glad we were able to do it. Her fingers were all tangled in my messy hair. And I was almost lying on her. On the back seat. After a good fifteen minutes of kissing, we were out of breath. I kissed her one last time and drove away.

. . .

Kirari accompanied me. I knew she was reluctant and possibly not liking the idea of having to watch the last scene. But I can't be hundred percent sure as she did not say anything in that favour. I saw, from the corner of my eye, Seiji standing close to Kirari, laughing together. When did he arrive? As far as I know he had already performed all his scenes. Did he understand something that I didn't?

I didn't like, for no concrete reason, that while I was chewing my mind as to not hurt her with this kissing scene, she looked carefree and absolutely unbothered by the scene that is taking place in front of her. But this facilitated my task. I could probably act upon the scene better than ever. My concentration broke when I saw Seiji's arms around her shoulder, smiling fondly at her. Did he like her? Why is Kirari allowing him to do so? Didn't she tell me that he's like her brother? Or does she still like him a little? Wouldn't that be incest, in some way, as she considered him as her brother? I was being absurd. But why couldn't I think right? I'm so messed up. I quietly growled. I think I scared Izumi for she moved away from me. Not that I was protesting.

"Cut." The director said. I descended from my clouds of jumbling thoughts. I looked at him, my eyebrows raised.

He made his way towards us, took a deep breath and said, "Kazama-kun, you were not in the scene. I believe your attention was somewhere else."

Damn he noticed. I glared at him; he didn't know how my mind is messed up right now, with Kirari and Seiji, so he better shut up! Beads of sweat could be seen sliding down the side of his face and he gulped. Maybe I was making this scene difficult for him. . .

"I'm fine." I adjusted my position and nodded at him.

I shook my head and grumbled, "I'm ready!"

The director nodded and signaled the resume of the shot. I muttered, "Better finish this scene now than drag it on."

I felt determined. The spot light was on us. I bent slightly and caught her nape. I pulled her slowly towards me and crashed my mouth onto hers. This kiss had to be passionate. I closed my eyes. I could only think of Kirari and the happiness I felt when we had kissed in the car. And that was the key to make the scene realistic.

I pulled away from her, when the director cried, "It's in!"

The light went on and the entire crew yelled cheers of victory. He congratulated us. I walked towards Seiji. He was alone. Kirari was not with him. Where had she gone? I looked around hoping to find her but in vain. Seiji punched me on the shoulder, smiling, he said, "It was a great shot."

Although his eyes betrayed what he said, I ignored it and asked, "Where is Kirari?"

"Oh, she went outside." He said, frowning.

"What happened?"

"I think you should ask her." I wanted to pull my hair. Maybe Kirari would do me a favour and pull it out herself.

Oh shit, man. I sighed.

I walked around outside, desperately trying to find her. And I did. She was sitting on the stairs, her hair high in a ponytail. She was wearing a dark green blouse, bringing to value her fine and fair skin and a white skirt, showing off her creamy fair thights. She was dressed in a simple yet endearing way. She looked absolutely lethal. Her clothes fitted her perfectly. She had really grown up from the pig tailed, cute fourteen years old girl to a gorgeous eighteen years old. Flashy, fake girls never interested me. Never. Since I met her, the only one I was interested and felt drawn to, was Kirari. She had an exquisite aura surrounding her. I was glad and proud that she was mine, but I don't know what she thought of me now. I sat down nest to her and the second she lifted her face and saw me, she turned to the other side. I frowned.

It seems like I had to give a good explanation, for her to talk to me again.

. . .

Okay, so now only two chapters remain and then it's goodbye.

The next chapter will be changing from Kirari's to Hiroto's POV from time to time. And the last one will be in Seiji's POV- quite short probably, I have not decided yet.

Stay tune :)

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