He supposed it was part of the life of being a rock star; fans fawning over them and confessing their love. Not that Shuuhei really minded. Signings were starting to take longer since the news of their album's release. More people were coming out to see them and to see what Rolling Star was about. Some of the faces were familiar to him. They had loyal fans in the city. Some of them never missed a concert.

Shuuhei glanced over at Kana and caught her eye. She smiled at him, and he smiled back. He knew her fans were telling her they loved her, and he knew without a doubt that he was the only man in the room that truly loved her.

"Shuuhei!" He looked over at the girl who approached him. "That was awesome. Every time it's awesome. I love you all so much."

"Thanks," Shuuhei muttered. He remembered her. She was always more enthusiastic to talk to him.

She smirked at him. "Will you sign something for me?"

"Of course."

"Will you sign my bra?" she asked, putting her hand on his arm.

"I...um...I can't." He glanced over at Kana again, somewhat relieved that she was talking to a fan.

The girl pouted. "Why not?"

"It's against policy."

"It's not posted."

"It's against my personal policy."

"Oh. I'm sorry." She handed him the t-shirt she was holding, and he signed it. "Thank you, Shuuhei. You're my favorite."

...

"It seems you have a very enthusiastic fan, Shuuhei," Kana said as they walked into their apartment.

"I do?" He hadn't been thinking about the fans.

Kana walked over to him. "You know the one." She pressed herself against him. "Shuuhei, will you sign my bra?"

His face fell, and he took a step back from her. "You heard that?"

Kana smiled at him. "So you're signing undergarments now?"

"No. I'm not. I told her I wouldn't."

"Come on, Shuuhei. Sign my bra," Kana teased.

She was goading him, and he knew it. Taking the marker out of his pocket, Shuuhei nudged down the top of her dress and signed her bra. "There."

Kana gasped at him. "You weren't supposed to actually do it," she laughed.

"I'd only do it for you, Kana," he said as he brushed his lips over hers.

"You owe me a bra," she said with a laugh.

"Do I get to pick it out?" he whispered in her ear.

"No."

"Do I get to watch you try it on?" he asked as his lips trailed down her neck.

She laughed. "No."

"Do I get anything out of this?"

"You get to see it and maybe if you're lucky take it off me."

"I should practice that," he said as he kissed her. Unzipping her dress, he let it fall to the floor and practiced taking off her bra.

...

There was a wrapped box on the table when she got home from a long and tiring afternoon of volunteering.

"What's this?" Kana asked.

Shuuhei grinned. "It's a gift for you."

She sat down on the couch next to him and opened it. "You didn't have to buy me a gift."

"Yes I did. You said I did last week."

"I did?" Kana pulled the item out of the box. "This wasn't what I meant when I said you owed me a bra. I can't wear this."

"Why not? I bought the matching panties."

"It's thin."

"It's lace," Shuuhei corrected. "You should make sure I got the right size. Go try it on," he suggested, even though he had checked her size before he had bought it. She hesitated but got up and went to try it on.

"It fits," Kana said quietly as she walked back out to him. She felt very uncomfortable walking around without a shirt on. Shuuhei looked over at her and everything stopped. The midnight blue lace was sexier on her than he thought it would be. "It's really pretty, Shuuhei, but I can't wear it on stage."

Shuuhei grabbed her hand and pulled her down into his lap. "You can't return it. I took the tags off and lost the receipt, and I don't know where I bought it."

She smiled. "I wasn't going to return it. I do need to go get a new bra to replace the one you signed. I can't perform in this. It would be a shame to ruin it."

"I didn't buy it to replace the one I signed." Shuuhei pulled a gift bag out from under the table. "I bought this one to replace the one I signed." He put the bag on the table and ran his fingertips over the lace. "This one I bought purely for my enjoyment."

"I should thank you for going to a store and buying me lingerie."

"Buying you lingerie isn't a hardship for me." He could have bought more, but he limited himself. "But I didn't buy it in a store. I almost did, but one of our fans works at your favorite lingerie store. I didn't want to spread rumors around about your lingerie."

"A lot of our fans know we're dating."

"They don't need to know I bought you this." Shuuhei ran his finger down the strap.

"Don't get any ideas."

"I've already had plenty of ideas. I'm trying to decide which one I want to act on." He stared at her for a moment and wondered if she had any idea how sexy she looked wearing his necklace, a lace bra and her skirt.

"What are you looking at?" She had been feeling self-conscious for most of the day, and his staring wasn't making her feel any better.

"You." He looked up at her. "You look beautiful, Kana."

She smiled. "Thank you." Kana kissed him lightly, barely brushing her lips over his. "I never would have bought anything like this for myself. Do you want me to try on the panties too?"

His mouth went dry. "Not right now," he managed to choke out. He was trying to control himself and not rip the lace off her. He placed several light kisses on her breasts where the lace met her skin. Shuuhei kept his hands on her waist as he tried to keep himself in control.

Kana wondered if he knew how sexy he made her feel. Riding on that sexiness, she cupped his head in her hands and angled his head toward hers. "Take me out tonight." She wanted to prolong this feeling.

"O-o-out?" he stammered.

Amused by his confusion, Kana wiggled off him. "No where fancy. I want to go out on your motorcycle."

Shuuhei looked down at his hands. How had they gone from foreplay to dinner? He took a breath to calm himself. Standing, he decided to go to follow her and talk her into staying in for a while. Before he could take the first step, there was a knock on the door.

Different ways to get rid of whoever it was ran through his head. Shuuhei opened the door.

"Hisagi-san!"

"Kira? What are you doing here?"

"I had some business to take care of earlier today." Kira looked at Shuuhei. "I was thinking maybe we could go out to dinner. Catch up. Maybe Yumi and Ikkaku could join us." Kira saw a movement past Shuuhei and looked at Kana.

Shuuhei turned to her. "Kana, this is Kira." Kira walked inside the apartment and shook hands with Kana. "I'll call Yumi and Ikkaku. Do you mind, Kana?"

"Not at all."

Kira looked at Kana. "I hope I wasn't interrupting anything."

"You weren't," Kana smiled.

"We'll meet Yumi and Ikkaku at the restaurant in 30 minutes," Shuuhei told them. "Kira, are you staying in town tonight?"

"I have another meeting in the morning."

It was manners that had Shuuhei asking, "Do you need a place to stay?"

"I have a hotel room."

Shuuhei nodded, thankful that his friend wouldn't be imposing on them tonight. They walked out into the hallway. Kana headed toward the elevator while Shuuhei locked the door.

"She's really pretty, Hisagi-san," Kira said as he watched Kana walk down the hallway.

Shuuhei watched her as well. "Don't even think about it."

"Protective of your vocalist?" Kira asked as they headed toward the elevator.

"No. I'm protective of my girlfriend." He took her hand as they stepped on the elevator. "Do you want me to drive?"

"I'll follow you," Kira decided. "If you don't mind."

Shuuhei grinned. "Not as long as you can keep up."

Kira followed him outside to his motorcycle. "Wow. When did you get that?"

"Shortly after I moved here."

"How did you afford it? You were practically broke when you moved."

"I wasn't practically broke. I had some savings." Shuuhei took a breath. "I also had just sold a ring."

"Sorry, Hisagi-san."

Shuuhei shrugged. "It's fine."

As Kira walked over to his car, Kana put her hand on Shuuhei's shoulder. "I like that you bought your motorcycle with the money from her ring." She kissed him lightly. "I like riding on it."

Shuuhei smiled at her. "At least you're getting what you wanted tonight."

Kana straddled the motorcycle. "You'll get what you want," she told him. "Eventually."

"Is that my shirt?" he asked as he looked at her. She had put on a grey button up shirt to go with her skirt and knee high boots.

She smirked at him. "I would have unbuttoned it more if we were alone."

Shuuhei leaned over and kissed her. "You drive me crazy."

"You made me feel very sexy, Shuuhei. I just want to feel like that for a while."

"Kana, you're the sexiest woman I know." He got on the motorcycle and headed to the restaurant with Kira behind him.

...

"We'll be there in a minute. Yumi said he was going to call ahead and make reservations," Shuuhei told Kira as they met him at the door to the restaurant.

"Is everything okay?" Kana asked him when they were alone.

"You tell me." He saw her confusion. "I didn't notice it when you came home because I was thinking about sex. What happened today, Kana?" Shuuhei knew it wasn't like her to feel so down on herself, and now that he looked, he could see a hint of sadness in her eyes.

Kana looked away from him. "There was a girl today...She reminded me of me."

Shuuhei wrapped his arms around her. "Why didn't you say anything when you came home?"

She shrugged. "You seemed so excited to give me my present. I needed a pick-me-up."

He kissed her temple. "If you had told me you were having a bad day, I would have bought you a present more for you and less for me."

She smiled against him. "It makes me feel sexy. I like it."

"Maybe I'll have to buy you more."

She laughed at him. "I still have it on."

"I figured you did." He brushed his lips over hers. "I'm sorry our dinner plans include other people."

"It's fine." There was a gleam in her eyes. "Besides, your friend can tell me all kinds of stories about you." Kana headed for the door of the restaurant, but Shuuhei reached out and grabbed her hand.

"Kana, I love you."

The smile spread slowly across her face. "I love you." Hearing him say those words was the best pick-me-up she could have asked for.

...

There was laughter, and stories, not just of Shuuhei, but of all of them.

"How are things going with the band?" Kira asked.

"We just finished recording a couple of weeks ago," Yumi told him.

"We've had gigs in town every week for the past few weeks, and we'll be going on tour shortly after the album's release," Ikkaku told him.

"When is the release?"

"About a month from now," Kana said.

"Oh. Speaking of our concerts, I spoke to Kyoraku today. He's making a change to the autograph policy." Yumi looked at his band mates.

"Really?" Kana asked.

"Yes. We won't be able to sign undergarments."

Shuuhei nearly choked on his drink. He looked over at Kana who shook her head at him.

"That's a strange request," Kira commented.

"Yes, but I keep getting asked to sign guys' underwear. I won't do it." Yumi grinned and added, "Unless he's cute."

"I had a girl ask me to sign her bra," Shuuhei admitted.

Ikkaku rolled his eyes. "If a hot girl asked me to sign her bra, I would." He thought a moment. "If she asked me to sign her panties I would."

"I haven't gotten any of that." Kana looked at Shuuhei. "I've never been asked to sign undergarments."

"You're a girl. Guys won't ask you to sign their underwear," Ikkaku pointed out.

"But if you want to, I'm sure Shuuhei would let you," Yumi smirked. Ikkaku and Kira laughed. Shuuhei looked at Kana.

"If you want." He leaned over and kissed her. "Then you can buy me something to replace it," he whispered in her ear.

Kana smiled at him. When the conversation went back to another of Kira's stories, she sent Shuuhei a text message. 'What color are you buying me next?'

Still listening to Kira, he replied to her. 'I'll buy them all. You can model them for me.'

'Matching panties too?'

He lost track of the conversation around him as his imagination went into overdrive.

"Do you remember her, Hisagi-san?" Kira asked

"Wh-What?" he asked, surfacing from his fantasies.

"Momo Hinamori. She was in class with me and Renji..." Kira trailed off.

There was an awkward silence for a moment. "I remember her."

"I have a date with her when I get back."

"That's great, Kira. You've always had a thing for her."

Kana took his hand under the table. He'd never told her the details, but she knew now that Renji was the one his ex had cheated on him with.

A few minutes later while they were still talking about Kira's date, Kana's phone rang.

"It's Nanao," she whispered as she answered the call. They guys stopped talking and watched her. She took Shuuhei's phone from him and typed out the information. She looked up at them when she hung up. "We have a gig, and this one is huge."

"Where?" Yumi inquired.

Kana named one of the best concert halls in the city and watched as their mouths fell open.

"When?" Ikkaku asked.

"Next week. They want us to play for two hours."

"That's what we were planning on doing for the tour," Shuuhei reminded her.

"This will be a dress run for the tour." She looked at the time. "It's too late to have rehearsals tonight, but we will have them starting tomorrow. We'll go through the whole set. We'll try to get through it at least once tomorrow night."

...

Shuuhei drove them away from their apartment. There was a stop he wanted to make first. He hadn't told Kana that they weren't going home just yet. He knew the moment she realized where they were. Her arms tightened around him, and he thought he heard her squeal in his ear. He parked the motorcycle.

"Oh, Shuuhei, can you believe it?" Kana looked up at the marquee. There was a huge grin across her face, and he thought that here was the woman he loved. There was no more hint of sadness in her eyes. Nanao's news had lifted it. He'd hated seeing her upset. "Our name will be up there next week."

"It's what you've always wanted for Rolling Star."

"Didn't you want it too? Haven't you imagined this in your future?"

Shuuhei thought for a moment and saw his future and Kana always by his side. "It doesn't matter what's in my future as long as you're there with me." He kissed her lightly. "But yes, this is what I want for Rolling Star."