Fuwa Sho lazed on the leather sofa haphazardly. His legs dangled off one of the armrests, and he clicked through the daytime news shows without real regard to what was playing. He looked at the ceiling, listening for his name on any of the entertainment programs. He enjoyed watching the cute female hosts chatter about how good his music was, and how he was the sexy new star.

Sho's lips curled in a proud smirk. He knew his popularity was still rising. He could see Kyoko on her knees, clawing at the dirt, trying to reach him on the top of the showbiz mountain top.

She'll never catch up to me…

"…really think Tsuruga Ren could be gay?"

The remote fell from his hand with a clatter. Bringing his feet forward, Sho sat properly and leaned closer to the mini television screen, temporarily mesmerized. The male and female host turned to partially face each other, side by side at the same long desk. A picture of the famous male actor was displayed between them.

"Look at the facts Manami. No girlfriend, no dates, well-dressed, well-mannered, and no scandals while thousands of beautiful women constantly throw themselves at his feet!"

"but Kenta…"

"No Manami. No real man has that much self control! He must be gay!"

The television clicked off as Aki Shoko turned the knob. Tapping her heeled foot, she turned angrily the blond headed teenager in her care.

"Enough of this Sho. I let you rest here enough. We have to get going now if we're going to catch your next show."

His left eyelid started twitching. She took a step back, worried if he was angry.

His cheeks puffed out, trying to hold it in. He bit his lip, but it was too much. Sho rolled off the couch, banging his fist on the floor and crying tears of mirth and laughter. He snorted as he tried to get a hold of himself, but he rolled onto his back, kicking his legs into the air.

"Gay! He's Gay! GAY!"

Sho closed his eyes, and imagined Tsuruga Ren gay. The image of the handsome man emerged in his mind, bright pink lipstick, his hair tied up in a small ponytail, with shimmery blue eye shadow.

His cheeks and stomach started to hurt from laughing so hard, but he couldn't stop. He hadn't laughed this much since he imagined Vie Ghoul as a bunch of beagles. The sudden image of Gay Ren holding a bow-tied beagle to his chest was too much. Sho collapsed from a lapse of air, still clutching at his stomach.

Sighing, his manager took him by the scruff and started to drag him to the car. No matter what, she wasn't going to let him be late for Bridge Rock. It was a live show, and he was the musical guest. There was no wiggle room in this appearance.

"Evening Tsuruga-chan." Sho greeted him cheerfully, as Ren rounded the corner. He lifted his head to look from his manager to the singer. Ren's eyes narrowed, but widened as he realized it was the blond musician. His eyes filled with a strange emotion, something akin to disgust, and he turned his head back to the lens-wearing man.

Sho's eyebrow twitched in anger. He was not the current laughingstock of show business, he was. And yet the pompous ass had the nerve to look at him as if he were gay? The singer's blood started to boil.

How dare he look down at me!

"What's wrong? Your boyfriend waiting for you?"

Ren stopped in his tracks, but didn't turn around. Sho laughed at his broad stiff back. He had gotten a hit under the actor's armor. Time to salt the wound.

"Or perhaps it's Bo the rooster you're looking for? A thing for coc-"

Ren had him pinned to the wall before Shoutaro could comprehend what was happening. He had a hard time keeping face in front the demon king gaze. Yashiro tried to pull Ren's shoulder back, but the half American was entirely too strong for either of the Japanese men.

"Apologize…"

Sho turned his head away from the looming man, shoving his hands in his pockets.

"Sorry, I don't swing that way."

"Apologize." Ren repeated, this time under an English tongue. He suddenly appeared ten times more dangerous.

"Tsuruga-san…" Yashiro said in a warning tone. It was all the distraction he needed. Sho took the occasion to slip under Ren's strong arm, and backed away a safe distance. At the further distance, he got back of his nerves back. He was still a bit shaken. How could anyone sound so threatening under a foreign language.

"I'll apologize…when you prove you're not a faggot."

"He doesn't have to prove anything to you, Fuwa-san." Yashiro hissed, like a mother cat protecting his kitten. The taller of the two stepped forward.

"Alright Fuwa-san. To show you, and the world, I'll take your challenge." The two other faces in the hall look dumb stricken. "But I don't want your apology. I want you to apologize to Mogami-san."

"For what?" Sho honestly looked confused. Ren clenched his fist.

"For what? You no good, two-bit…" Yashiro voice rose angrily as he advanced on the entertainer. Ren grasped his shoulder, and held him back.

"For hurting her. You'll apologize publicly."

Shoutaro paused, a moment of regret on the edge of his consciousness. The emotion fell off a cliff. He smirked. "Fine. You need come out that you're in a relationship, with a woman. If you lose though, you'll publicly come out of the closet."

"Okay."

"WHAT?" His manager grabbed his arm. "Have you forgotten you're NOT gay Tsuruga-san!"

"One more thing, Tsuruga-chan," Sho said mockingly, turning around and walking to the other end of the hallway. "It has to be Kyoko, and you have a week to do it."

"If love becomes serious, you'll lose your composure. It makes one not care anymore. Even if…he looks lame and messy." Chapter 54 – page 15.

You'll find out what happened on the show next chapter.

It took me three freaking chapters to get to the damn challenge. This is where it gets fun. I know how I wanted the beginning to start, and I know how I want to end. In the middle though…poor Ren-chan *smiles evilly*