AN: All the reviews made me so happy, all warm and fuzz n stuff. Firstly, 'Crazygeekweirdo' I would simply seduce him into my closet with my womanly charms, and then lock him in. Oh, and I write in British English because I'm from England that's why I used 'arse' instead of 'ass', 'grey' instead of 'gray'. You'll just have to put up with my Englishness.

For all the reviews and follows: ARIGATOUGOZAIMASU! .

Setsu tapped the heel of her leathered boot against the hard concrete floor of the set as she waited on her precious Nii-san to finish his filming. The more pissed off she became the faster the incessant tapping was. It began to steadily rise in tempo as she felt the eyes of Murasame boring into her. Her teeth slowly ground against the other, his greedy little eyes were roaming all over her scantily clad frame. She was almost glad she had changed her skirt for the slightly more modest shorts she wore. A small smile curled onto her rouged lips. Yes, her Nii-san would get a special show of the leather skirt tonight.

Again she felt those squinty little eyes on her legs. She slammed her foot down to the ground one last time and stomped off towards the vending machine; away from those hungry watery eyes that made her skin crawl. She angrily pushed the buttons on the vending machine, with more force than necessary. As she was bending down to retrieve her bottle of water and favourite cherry flavoured lollipop she heard the director's happy cry of "Cut!"

"Finally!" She huffed in English. She strolled back to Cain's dressing room to await her elder brother. As she looked up she saw a blonde young man staring wide eyed at her. The young rock star's eyes swept across her body. Her heels clacked across the floor as she began to walk past. Normally girls would stop and try to begin a conversation but she just strolled by, every sway of her hips accentuating the perfect curve of her waist. He wanted her attention. Her facial structure looked remarkably like a childhood friend of his, but otherwise she was totally different. Sex appeal just oozed off of this girl, he'd never been ignored before. He'd heard her speaking English, maybe she didn't know who he was. He cleared his throat and asked her name in heavily accented English. The girl turned and cocked and eyebrow.

"Setsuka Heel." She said in a completely disinterested tone.

"I'm-" She cut him off by placing a finger against his lips.

"I know who you are. Fuwa Sho." She whispered against his ear and abruptly turned and left; leaving a frozen Sho gob-smacked in the middle of the corridor.

Internally Kyoko was cheering on Setsu with pink fluffy pom-poms. "S-E-T-S-U! Goooooooo SETSU!"

When Cain returned to his dressing room he was greeted by the sight of Setsu relaxing back on a chair with her legs propped high on the table. His dark eyes swept from the heel of her boot, down the fish-netted knee highs. His gaze lavished her creamy thighs and rose past her toned navel, lingering only slightly at her low cut sweet heart neckline and finally settled on her blood red painted lips that were enveloping her preferred flavour of lollipop. Her eyes were resting on her phone as her ebony painted nails tapped away at. Her delicate pink tongue swirled across the darker pink candy as she pushed it back into her mouth with an appreciative hum. Her eyes flicked up as she noticed her brother's presence. His tone was dark as he chastised his younger sibling.

"Do you have to eat that so suggestively?" His voice was slightly more breathless than he intended and Ren scolded Cain internally for saying such thoughts out loud. He pulled the phone away from his sister's fingers and looked at whom she was texting.

"I thought you wanted to spend a whole day with me? I'm sure Kotoname Kanae can wait." He was not in the mood to share his sister's attention with anybody, especially after seeing her erotic display with an incredibly lucky lollipop. The phone started vibrating in his hand.

"Caller I.D unknown." He read out loud. Kyoko's heart beat fast, that could only be Sho. She wasn't nervous at getting a call from the pig-headed pop star; she just didn't want to see Cain/Ren as pissed as last time.

Cain answered the phone. "I'm sorry my favourite little kitten can't get to the phone right now; please leave a message after the beep."

He hung up. Setsu giggled as she rose from her seat. She planted a kiss on his cheek leaving a smudge of rouge against his synthetic scars that the terrified make-up artist had painstakingly applied.

"No need to be so jealous, Nii-san."


Fuwa Sho's blood boiled. Who had just answered Kyoko's phone? That Tsuruga bastard? No, it didn't sound like him, it sounded deeper and more dangerous. Who was calling Kyoko his 'little kitten'? He shrugged off his anger as he realized there was no way on earth that the girl he met before was Kyoko. She could never exude that kind of sex appeal. He shoved his plain childhood friend out of his mind. He had bigger fish to fry. He had to try and find Setsuka Heel again.