Title: Dinner with a Superstar
Author: Amm-chan (SoulSeeker)
Pairing: Awayuki Mawata/Sasame
Fandom: Prétear
Theme: #7—superstar
Rating: For Everyone (PG)
Disclaimer: I don't own the characters of Prétear, I am just playing 'Barbie' with them, cause god knows they're a lot more fun than real Barbies.

Yay for Haha-You're-Single day n.n

As soon as the school bell rung to single the day's end, Mawata followed her daily routine of slipping on her headphones and walking out of the class, listening to her music as she walked home. Himeno usually joined up with her, and they greeted each other, but little else really happened.

She was normally listening to the radio, but sometimes she would slip in a CD, or switch to using her cassette player.

Either way, she was out of communication with the world around her, except for occasionally taking off her headphones to listen for cars when crossing the street.

She felt a tap on her shoulder, and immediately knowing who it was, she nonchalantly took off her headphones. "Hi, Himeno."

The pink-haired girl grinned. "Hey!" she said enthusiastically. "You'll never guess what I just found out."

She blinked, turning off her CD player. "What?"

Himeno giggled. "Well…" she began. "I was listening to the radio, and apparently 'Words Gate' is holding a radio contest!"

"Radio contest?" Mawata repeated.

"Yeah! You know, one of those things where you write in a letter about how much you love the show, and the best one gets a prize? It's perfect for you!" she replied.

She just laughed a little, shaking her head. "Himeno, I love Words Gate, but you know I can't enter…" she told her.

"Aw, come on, why not?" Himeno whined. "The prize is a dinner with Sasame! Don't you want that?"

Mawata sighed. "Himeno, I can't," she repeated. "Besides, he has Takako. Why is he holding this contest anyway?"

Himeno smiled. "Valentine's Day," she said. "That's when the dinner will be. Doesn't that sound great? Come on, you know you want to!

"Oh, right—Haha-You're-Single Day." Mawata rolled her eyes. "No."

"Come on!"

"I'm putting my headphones back on now…"

Mawata took her headphones and put them back on her ears.

"But—"

"No."

Himeno sighed, folding her arms. "Fine," she said firmly. She looked away from her, feeling rather defeated, but anyone who knew her knew that she wasn't one to give up so easily. She suddenly disappeared from Mawata's sight; it scared her slightly at first, though she rationalized and figured she was just going to spend time with her other friends.

Suddenly the commercial for the contest played constantly, though she hadn't even heard it once before Himeno told her about it. Mawata sighed, almost becoming annoyed with it. Apparently the winner was to be announced the day before Valentine's Day, and the deadline of entering was just a couple days away. Himeno was insane.

She was rather suspicious—Himeno hadn't bugged her about the contest at all since their meeting after school, and for some reason that caused some uneasiness in her.

Mawata wouldn't put it past her to do something unorthodox, like enter the contest in her name; in fact, upon seeing the smug look on her face on the day of the deadline, she was almost sure of it. So she wasn't surprised when she heard her name announced as the winner on February 13th.

Strangely enough, though she expected herself to get angry, she didn't at all. In fact, part of her wanted to win. Part of her wanted to say yes when Himeno had invited her to enter.

She just shook her head with a sigh. How had she managed to win out of all the girls who entered? Was Sasame the one who picked the winner?

She didn't know.

Either way, whether it was luck or not, she now had a dinner on her hands for the next night.

Himeno suddenly burst into her room with an excited look on her face. "Mawata, Mawata!" she exclaimed. "You won! Did you decide to enter after all?"

Mawata smirked. "Don't play dumb—I know you entered for me," she told her confidently.

"I did not!"

Himeno shifted uneasily and Mawata folded her arms, narrowing her eyes at her.

"…okay fine, I did. But can you be mad at me? I mean, you won!"

She sighed. "Yeah, yeah, I know."

"Do you know what you're going to wear?" Himeno asked.

Mawata raised an eyebrow. "What, you mean it's a formal dinner?"

Himeno's eyes widened. "You didn't know that? It's Valentine's Day—of course it's going to be a formal dinner! Come on, I'll help you find a dress…"

She smiled, walking over to her closet, and Mawata just shrugged.

"Knock yourself out," she said. She simply waved a hand and laid on her bed, closing her eyes as she listened to the radio.

"Hey! Don't you want to help pick too?" Himeno asked.

"No," Mawata replied. "Just pick something. I don't care. I wasn't even supposed to be going on this dinner anyway. Hey, you know, maybe you should go."

"No way!" Himeno shot back. "You already won. And here, what do you think of this? It'll go well with your eyes, and your hair."

She pulled out a long, dark turquoise dress that looked a little small, but regardless, she should've still been able to fit in it.

Mawata shrugged. "Yeah that looks fine. And since when did you become a match-maker anyway? What's wrong with you? I mean, Takako—"

"Don't worry about Takako," she interrupted. "She obviously knows about the contest, and if she let him go through with it, she obviously doesn't care. It's just a dinner. They have the whole rest of the day to spend together if they want."

She sighed. "I guess…"

In no way did she feel confident about going, but at that point she figured she really didn't have a choice. As if something had possessed her, she had confirmed the dinner by calling into the radio station and could only watched as Himeno pranced around happily, preparing for her own plans for the special day.

"Happy? You win," she told her as she hung up the phone.

She just snickered. "Don't worry. You'll thank me after tomorrow," she stated confidently.

"I'm sure…" she replied sarcastically.

Himeno's comment almost made her think that she had something up her sleeve again, but she brushed the feeling off quickly as she approached the restaurant the next day where she was to meet Sasame. She folded her arms over her stomach, in hopes of quelling the butterflies in her stomach, and she took a quick glance at her watch.

"Six on the dot," she told herself. "Like they said…"

Five minutes passed by, then ten, then twenty, and she almost fell victim to her impatience and went in without him. She stuck around for an extra five minutes however, and he had finally shown up.

"Fashionably late, I see," Mawata remarked bitterly.

Sasame chuckled. "Yeah, sorry about that," he said. "I got wrapped up with something." He looked in through the windows of the restaurant. "Shall we go inside?"

"If we must," she replied strikingly.

He narrowed his eyes, slightly surprised by her coldness. "Is this the same Miss Silk who was in love with me so long ago?" he asked.

"That ended when Takako finally became herself again, Sasame," she told him. "You know this."

Sasame sighed, picking out a couple of seats in the restaurant for them. "Well, you could at least pretend like you want to be here, you know," he replied.

"I do," she said. "Love you or not, you're still my favorite radio host. This is just how I am—or do you not remember that?"

He remained quiet, unable to reply. They only talked again when the waitress came and took their order, and even then it wasn't to each other. Somehow, Mawata doubted this was how Himeno intended this dinner to go.

"People are staring," Sasame informed her. The two of them ate, trying not to draw too much attention to themselves.

"That's what happens when you're a superstar," she replied, seeming unfazed.

Sasame laughed. "Oh please—I'm no superstar," he replied modestly.

She rolled her eyes. "You've got fan girls, you've got fan clubs, and everyone knows about Words Gate," she told him. "You're a superstar."

He shook his head and suddenly Mawata heard music—it took her a moment to recognize it as a ring-tone. Sasame's ears perked up and he pulled his cell phone out of his pocket, signaling Mawata to wait for the moment while he took the call.

She waited what seemed like forever, and then he finally came back only to disappoint her.

"I'm sorry, but I've got to go…" he said. "An emergency came up…can I take a rain check on this dinner?"

Mawata shook her head disbelievingly and stood up. "I'm leaving too then," she said. She ignored his question and began to walk out, not even caring what 'emergency' had come up.

"Wait!"

She felt a tug on her arm and sighed, turning around. "What?" she asked in annoyed manner.

He quickly planted a kiss on her lips and gave her a smile; he actually did look rather sorry.

"Happy Valentine's Day," he told her.

Mawata just shook her head again and walked off, putting a finger to her mouth; she could feel her whole body shaking as she sighed.

"Hmpth…Celebrities…"