Desires Of A Model

Chapter 3


A/N: Well, I'm back! Sorry for the long delay. Special thanks to my beta Brokenshardsofmyheart99 and my reviewers and readers! Thanks for reading!

Disclaimer: See first chapter.


"So…" One of their roommates began, stretching the word as far as he could in a foreign accent. He was stopped by their other roommate, who had icy blue hair with green in it, and the face that was on the covers of several magazines.

"Excuse his playfulness. Jin can get out of hand at times. My name is Touya," he said to Yusuke and Kurama. They shook hands and looked at the beds with uncertainty.

Yusuke spoke first. "So who gets which bed?"

"I know!" Jin shouted. All three heads turned to the red-haired, hyperactive model. He took out a coin and winked at them. Yusuke grinned and swiped the coin away from Jin, who blinked several times before noticing that he no longer held the coin.

Kurama shook his head. "Yusuke, you shouldn't take things that don't belong to you," he scolded. However, over the years it seemed that Yusuke had grown resistant to his scolding. He no longer obeyed Kurama when he got scolded, which made it difficult to work with him at times.

At the tone of Kurama's voice, Yusuke sniggered. "Whatever, Kurama. So… Hey! The coin is blank. What the hell, I've never seen one like this," Yusuke said, examining the coin as close as he could. He held it near his eye until Touya snatched it away.

The wintry-like model handed it over to Jin, who looked as if he had sprouted wings and began to fly. "It's not a real coin. Jin got that after our last trip to the States," Touya said. He smiled at Jin, who was at the moment busy with the blank coin. "It's nothing more than a souvenir."

As Yusuke nodded, Kurama giggled. "I'm sure we can decide on the beds like civilized-"

"Mine!" Both Jin and Yusuke had shouted as they ran towards the same bed. They landed on top of one another and began to wrestle each other for the spot. Jin punched at Yusuke, without ever hitting him. And Yusuke began to tickle the foreign model, making him laugh and kick. It wasn't long before both landed on the floor and continued their so-called fight.

At the sight, Touya shook his head. He turned to Kurama and said, "You were saying? It seems like it'll be up to us to enforce rules in here." Touya jumped to his right as Jin and Yusuke rolled their way toward him.

Kurama moved aside too. "You may be right. Shall we keep them at opposite sides of the room?" Touya nodded.

"Break it up, you two. Jin you take the bed next to he bathroom door," Touya ordered. He lifted his head and crossed his arms, acting like a parent scolding their child. It worked, though, since Jin got up from Yusuke and sat down on his assigned bed with a look that could put a sad puppy to shame.

With one of them under control, Kurama turned to Yusuke and was about to assign him a bed too, but Yusuke managed to beat him there. He saw the smug grin that the raven-haired teen had on his face. Before he could tell him to wipe it off, the door opened. Looking back at the number of beds, Kurama should've taken notice of the extra bed in the room.

Emitting a dark and killer aura, their new roommate entered the room and took the bed closest to the door. He didn't utter a word to them, but Kurama hadn't expected one from the most notorious model in the competition. From the corner of his eye, he saw Yusuke glance over at the brooding model and scan him. His friend did that to those that he did not trust very much. Finishing his scan, Yusuke sighed and turned to his side, away from the newcomer. That let Kurama know that Yusuke didn't think anything dangerous would happen there, at least for now.

At any other time, he would've lectured his friend on having manners, but now he was thankful for Yusuke's paranoia. Kurama didn't think any of them was going to go over and say something to the model that had just arrived, but he was wrong.

"Name's Jin. An' you are?" he asked, cheeriness oozing into his voice. The others in the room shook their heads at Jin's naiveté.

The dark-clad model didn't respond. He looked up at Jin, shoved him out of his face, and stood up. He faced them all, including Jin who was still on the floor. The silence was enough to get Kurama in a fight or fleet mode, and he could just guess what the others felt too. "This is your only warning, you idiots. I'm not here to make friends or even win this stupid competition. I could care less for money, but if any of you get in my way, then I'll be forced to punish you." He gazed at them all before concluding. "Just leave me alone, and you might survive." With that, he laid down on his bed, back to them.

The tranquility was too good to last. "Ugh. You think you can boss us around like that?" Yusuke half-shouted through his clenched teeth. "Damn you! I don't care if you're a rumored murderer, Hiei, but I'm not going to back down from you!" Kurama expected Yusuke to be the first to land a fist on the other, but it went the opposite way from what he thought.

The punch sent Yusuke flying near the bathroom door. Kurama hadn't seen Hiei moved at all, and to have taken Yusuke down that fast was a astonishing. Rage just poured out of Hiei, making them all rigid. Touya seemed to have been anticipating a fight because he got into a fighting stance that Kurama recognized from his childhood days. Jin, who had been joyful, was now in a similar position to Touya's. Kurama knew he should follow, but he couldn't move his body at all. The last fight he had been in still marked him.

"One of you is down already, why humiliate yourselves further?" Hiei asked. Within his eyes, it was clear that he would fight and kill them if he wanted to. Soon Kurama found himself trembling from the sight. Touya seemed to have taken the bait first as he charged up to Hiei, who knocked him down with ease. To Kurama it was like watching a movie, nothing more. Jin saw his friend being thrown aside and moved to take down Hiei, but the dark-clad model side-stepped and managed to push Jin down to the ground with force. And just like that it had come down to Hiei and himself, an unwanted fight that he had not even fought to avoid.

Hiei's lips moved, but he couldn't hear the words. The memories that flashed through his mind were still too strong to toss aside and shrug at. It was when he heard Hiei snickering that he brought himself back from where he had been. "You truly are a pampered model, aren't you? Don't want to break a nail, is that it?" The other model's taunts didn't rile him.

Overcoming the short struggle, he strained to keep his serene mien on. "I've heard worse, but I'd rather not fight," he spoke, unaware of the words that he said. "We'll respect your wishes and leave you alone. In return, you must give your promise to not harm anyone on purpose," he stated, voice secure.

"Me? Promise?" Hiei said, eyes widening at the comprise.

After smiling at the reaction, Kurama spoke. "Yes, well, I was expecting you to say something along the lines of, 'Yes, I give you my word', not your caveman-like response." He sighed, sensing the other's ire. "Nevertheless, do we have a compromise?"

It appeared as if Hiei was going to rebuke, but he kept silent. "Hn. Fine, bitch," he answered and left the room sooner than Kurama could say something about the name. Indeed, this competition had gotten of to an interesting start.