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First Match Of The Day, Yosen vs Seiho

For the first time ever, Haruka was not sitting in the VIP seats but rather was within the spectators, sitting with Kise. "Ah...even Rukacchi couldn't get the VIP seats..." Kise pouted. "And now we have to sit here and be crowded around...What is Murasakibaracchi thinking about? Why couldn't he have gotten us the VIP seats?"

"Stop complaining, Kise-kun," Haruka sighed. "I only came here to support a friend, I'm not a celebrity today. Instead of complaining, can you please go and get me a drink?"

"But the match is about to start..." Kise pouted.

Haruka gave him a look and Kise sighed, getting up, going to buy her a drink. Haruka leaned in her seat, looking down her phone and saw a text message from Akashi. She didn't reply to it nor did she look at it. She turned her phone off and shuffled a little in her seat, making herself comfortable as Kise came back just as the match started.

"I'm going to look for Mura-kun," Haruka said, getting up from her seat when the match ended. With no surprise to Haruka and Kise, Yosen won then game but even so, Haruka decided to go and look for Murasakibara to congratulate him.

"Without me?" Kise frowned. "Oi, Rukacchi!" However, Kise was soon swamped with the other spectators getting out of their seats and leaving and lost Haruka in the crowd.

Haruka made her way to the changing rooms and waited patiently outside Yosen's changing room. As soon as the door opened, Haruka looked up and smiled at Murasakibara. "Congratulations," she said, holding her hand out. Murasakibara looked at her and smirked, taking her hand but suddenly pulled her into a hug, lifting her off the ground. "Mura-kun!"

Murasakibara set her down and ruffled her hair. "Did you come all the way to support me and congratulate me?"

"It wasn't a long journey to come here," Haruka stated and smoothed her hair out, slapping Murasakibara's hand away from her. "And don't hug me after a game next time, you're all sweaty and it's disgusting."

"And sex with Aka-chin wasn't sweaty and disgusting?"

Haruka glared and raised her hand to slap him but Murasakibara stopped her easily and smirked a little. Someone from behind Murasakibara cleared his throat and the duo turned to look at the same time. "Um...I'm still here."

"Ah, yes. This is Muro-chin," Murasakibara introduced his team-mate.

"Himuro Tatsuya," Himuro said, shaking Haruka's hand. "You're Atsushi's friend?"

"She's Ruka-hime-chin," Murasakibara pointed at Haruka. "Isn't she adorable?"

Murasakibara hugged Haruka from behind and rested his chin on top of Haruka's head even though he still had to bend down. "This is very uncomfortable, Mura-kun," Haruka glared and shrugged him off. Murasakibara laughed and hugged her tightly. "Mura-kun!"

"Ah...you're the Ruka-hime-chin he talks about all the time. You're Aka-chin's girlfriend, aren't you?"

"Ex-girlfriend," Haruka corrected Himuro. "I'm single."

"Ruka-hime-chin is so mean," Murasakibara pouted. "And so short...ah, it's so tiring hugging you. So, what are we going to do now? Are you going to treat us to dinner? We did win a match after all."

~.~

The foursome, Haruka, Murasakibara, Himuro and Kise, sat in the café Haruka and Murasakibara regular at but at a different table because the group was too big for their usual table. Kaoru walked over to them and handed the menus over, taking their orders for drinks. "Latte for Matsuoka-san and milkshake for Murasakibara-kun. What would the two of you like?"

"I'll have the milkshake as well, thank you," Kise said.

"Lemonade for me please," Himuro ordered.

Kaoru nodded and wrote down their orders, going to get them while giving them time to decide on their meals. "Do you guys come here often?" Kise asked. "The waitress knows your orders off by heart."

"We come here almost every week," Haruka said. "Individually and together. Kaoru is the waitress who serves us and she gives Mura-kun free cakes all the time. Only Mura-kun gets that honour, not even me."

Both Kise and Himuro looked over to Murasakibara who took no notice as he looked through the menu. "Do you think I should have the fish and chips or the omelette rice?"

"Omelette rice," Haruka replied. "You get the ketchup writing if you get the omelette rice."

"Are you guys ready to order?" Kaoru asked, coming back with her notepad and pen.

"Omelette rice for Mura-kun," Haruka said, looking through the menu herself. "I think I'll have the spaghetti bolognese."

"Steak please," Kise smiled.

"I'll have the spaghetti too," Himuro said, handing the menu back to Kaoru who collected the rest as well.

She went to place their orders and Murasakibara stared after her. "Is there something different about her?" he asked, looking at Haruka. "She seems...taller." Haruka looked over to Kaoru and shrugged, not noticing the difference Murasakibara had mentioned but she smirked a little. "What?" Murasakibara asked, frowning at the girl. "I don't like that look you're giving me."

"So you've noticed a change in Kaoru-san?"

"Why are you two ignoring us?" Kise pouted, looking at the duo. "Tell me what's going on! What's so special about Kaoru-san?"

"Nothing." "Everything."

Murasakibara and Haruka looked at each other with the much taller male glaring at the small blonde female. "Ruka-hime-chin."

"Mura-kun."

"Rukacchi!"

Haruka shot a look at Kise who shrunk back in his seat, looking away from Haruka. Thankfully, the food came before they had could say another word and Kaoru placed their food in front of them. As per usual, after their meal, Kaoru came with a piece of cake and placed it in front of Murasakibara who ate it without a word of thanks.

Haruka smirked, looking at Kaoru who watched Murasakibara then retreated back to the kitchen while Kise watched jealously. "I wish I could have a free cake too..." he mumbled.

"Aren't you a model?" Himuro asked.

"So?"

"Models keep fit all the time, right? Cakes are sweets which aren't good for your diet."

Kise pouted and folded his arms like a child. "Rukacchi eats cakes all the time and she's a model too."

"Don't pull me into this," Haruka said. "I'm not a full time professional model like you. I can eat whatever I like."

"Why is Ruka-hime-chin a model? She's so...short."

Haruka was obviously trying to keep herself in check and not bash Murasakibara's head at his comment. Kise laughed and suffered a kick from under the table delivered by Haruka and Himuro couldn't help but snigger a little. "That's because I'm not a runway model or a supermodel. I'm more like a...spokesmodel, a celebrity advertising a product. When I do photo shoots though, they create an illusion that I'm tall by shooting from this angle up so it looks like my legs are long. I'm more an idol than a model."

"Look at Rukacchi talking all professionally," Kise grinned. "Rukacchi is a supermodel to everyone!"

Haruka's phone buzzed and she looked at the email sent to her by her manager. "Oh..." she muttered, reading through the email. "Sportswear? I've never done sportswear before... I've never done anything related to sports before, what are you thinking?"

"That's because I recommended you!" Kise smiled. "I got asked to advertise for some sportswear and they asked if I knew anyone who would do it alongside me and I said Rukacchi! I didn't think they would actually call you!"

"Kise-kun..."

"I love working with Rukacchi! I actually wanted them to get Ki-chan but...they said she wasn't that famous and didn't suit their image."

"When will I escape you..."

~Photoshoot~

Haruka came out in a tennis uniform, holding a racket in her hand as she moved over to the camera, jogging on the spot as if she was getting ready for a match. Today, they were doing the promotional poster shoot and they had to change into several different sport uniforms. Although it was her first time advertising for sportswear, Haruka was a natural at it.

Kise, in his own sportswear, sat by the side and watched Haruka doing her shoot. When she was finished with her tennis uniform, she took a break to change into the next one while Kise went up to do his shoot. The two took turns until Haruka was going to change into her last sports uniform. Kise got up and held a nicely wrapped box up, handing it over to Haruka.

"This is my present for you, Rukacchi," Kise smiled. "I asked the company to specially make it for you. It's not the original but it's close enough and the company agreed to using it for the shoot as well since they made it."

A bit wary of him, Haruka took the box and tore the wrapping paper off, opening the box to reveal a basketball uniform inside. A Teiko basketball uniform with the number four on it specifically. Haruka looked at Kise and frowned at him. "Is this a joke?"

"That's a replica of Akashicchi's old uniform. I always wanted to see Rukacchi in a basketball uniform and whose uniform will be a better choice than Akashicchi's?" Kise grinned. "Don't worry, Akashicchi doesn't know about this. It'll be a great surprise for him when he sees the adverts."

"You better learn how to sleep with your eyes open, Kise-kun. I will murder you soon," Haruka mumbled and went to change into the basketball uniform while Kise was having his golf shoot.

Haruka came out wearing the replica of Akashi's uniform and although it didn't look like it, she especially liked it. The basketball shoot was Haruka's most natural and best one out of all the other shoots she had done that day. Kise watched from the side, smirking a little as he watched her pose while wearing Akashi's replicated basketball uniform.

"Looks like I'll have to get Akashi a poster when they come out," Kise smirked and earned a glare from Haruka.

~.~

Kise pressed the doorbell impatiently. When no one answered the door, he resorted to knocking and banging on it. Akashi came out from the elevator, coming home from practice and stared at Kise who looked like he was just about to kick the door down. "Can I help you, Ryouta?" Akashi asked. Kise jumped and turned around, smiling at Akashi.

"Akashicchi!"

Akashi frowned and pulled his keys out, opening his door and stepped in, taking his shoes off. Without a word, Kise followed behind and took his shoes off, getting into Akashi's house. "Ryouta, your manners have really gone down the drain recently. I don't remember asking you to come in."

"You won't be angry at me after you've seen this," Kise smirked, pulling out the rolled up poster in his bag and unrolled it, showing it to Akashi. "Tadah! This is for you! I lied to Haruka and made her sign the poster as well. She doesn't know that I got it for Akashicchi."

Akashi stared at the poster. It was a shot of Haruka's back with her looking over her shoulder, showing off the number four on the basketball jersey with Teiko written right above it and the sports company's logo just below it. Although it wasn't the original, Akashi recognised it as his uniform and he frowned at Kise. "I don't remember giving my uniform to Haruka."

"You didn't. I did," Kise grinned. "It's not your uniform per say. It's just a replica of it. The company we're advertising for made it specially for Rukacchi. Under my request, of course. So? Do you like it?"

"And where do you expect me to put such a poster?" Akashi asked, going to the kitchen and opened the fridge, getting out the leftovers from last night and put them in the microwave to reheat. "I never asked for such a thing, Ryouta."

"I know but I don't think you would say no to it either," Kise smirked. "I mean, Akashicchi's weak spot is Rukacchi after all."

"Put the poster down and get out of my house, Ryouta. And I would like you to do so in the next minute starting from now."

After the threat, Kise quickly put the poster on the coffee table and hurriedly put on his shoes, dashing out of the house. While waiting for his food to warm up, Akashi walked over to the coffee table and unrolled the poster, staring at it and smirked a little to himself. Rolling up the poster carefully, Akashi went up to his room and pinned the poster up on the wall next to his bed.