Chapter Thirteen

"Now, Ikuto… lean in…"

Flash.

"Now kiss her."

Flash.

We were taken into a wide room, full of cameras and those reflector things that looked like sails. Nathan Peirce gave us some changes of clothes that he guessed would fit, and put us in a room together. Even though we're married now (Oh gosh, we're married now), it's still kind of awkward for me to change in front of him. But I did it.

I was now wearing a black dress that clung tightly to my body, and stopped around the knees. It was a v-neck, and there was a V in the back that showed most of my back. Ikuto was wearing a black suit and a black tie. It was kind of shiny.

We walked out, and I was having just a slight problem because I was wearing black stilettos. But they still made me shorter than Ikuto. What was up with that…?

Nathan looked at us. "Wow, lovely. Turn for me." We did. "Very, very nice," he said. "Now, go sit in those chairs, and we'll do your hair and make-up. Uh, yes, Mr. Tsukiyomi, you will be wearing make-up, too… just not eye shadow and such. Anyway, go sit, and I'll be right with you."

We did as we were told, and suddenly someone came up to me, and someone to Ikuto. They were both girls. One was blonde, wearing a tight red dress with stilettos like mine, but those were red, too. Her hair was up in a tight ponytail high up on her head. She was working on Ikuto. The one working on me had red hair, and was wearing a floral print skirt with a white top and a yellow vest. She was wearing pink stilettos. What was up with this company and stilettos? Or was it the city?

I watched Ikuto as the blonde put on his make-up. She was very beautiful and definitely his age. He didn't even glance at her, even though she was flaunting herself around. She even "dropped" something so she could bend down and pick it up. If I had to talk to her, I could tell my second personality would come out.

I looked at myself in the mirror when Brittney (I learned her name because we were talking) was done. I had hair extensions in my hair to make my pink locks longer. I had side-bangs now (they had gotten permission to cut my hair), and it looked really good. My now long hair (down to my waist) was straight. My make up made me look at least twenty three. It was a subtle smokey eye.

I then looked at Ikuto. Nothing really changed about his hair and make-up. It was mostly the same. That was because he's perfect.

"Great!" I heard Nathan call. "Now just step here, and embrace each other. Ikuto put your arms around her, touching her lower back…great. Amu put your hands on his chest… perfect. Now look at the camera, both of you. Ikuto, look possessive. She's yours, and no one can have her. Amu, have a gentle look on your face and have your lips parted just slightly… great. Now tilt your head just a tiny bit… perfect!" While this was going on, there were flashes every three to five seconds. "Okay, now Ikuto, raise your arm that's facing away from the camera and touch her chin softly, like you're about to kiss her. Look at her with a possessive yet loving look. Oh, that is just great! Amu, deeply look into his eyes. Perfect." There was a flash. "Now, Ikuto… lean in…" Flash. "Now kiss her." Flash.

An hour or two went by of these pictures with different poses. There was another shoot after that, where we were dressed in summer clothes, with my hair extensions still in. We were in a man-made field of flowers. The same thing was going on, except most of the time I was in his lap, or we were holding hands, etc. Another one went by, and it was of a picnic.

Finally we were done, about four and a half hours later, and Nathan Pierce told us we could keep the clothes, hair extensions, and even the make-up for a thank-you. We also received some money.

We went back to our hotel after that. Ikuto rummaged around in some places while I set down the bags they gave us with the clothes and other things inside them.

"What're you looking for?" I asked him.

"My phone," he said, looking some more. "I set it down on the table…"

Realization struck, and we looked at each other with a scared look on both our faces.

"Let's go down to the front desk and asked them if anyone came for us," he said.

"Yeah," I replied. We left the room, went to the first floor, and walked up to the front desk.

"How may I help you?" she asked.

"We were wondering if anyone came to visit Mr. and Mrs. Tsukiyomi," Ikuto replied.

"Um, yes, someone did," she told us, trying to remember. "They said it was important that you get in even if you didn't open up, because it was a matter of life or death… and they showed me I.D. So I gave them a room key."

"What was their I.D.?" I asked her.

"Well, it said they worked for a big company. They also said it was about Mr. Tsukiyomi's father…"

"When did they leave?" Ikuto asked.

"I saw them leave about ten minutes later."

Ikuto turned to me and said, "Amu, go check and see if they took anything other than my phone," in Japanese, and I left. I didn't know what else he was going to say or do, but I did know that even though things were going to get tough in the next few days, it will clear up… it had to. Ikuto and I had been through so much. It couldn't just end like this.

I got to the hotel room, and looked through our stuff. Everything was there, except Ikuto's phone.

On the bed were two plane tickets, and next to them were a note that said, "Your flight is tomorrow morning at six. Don't be late."

Ikuto came back up, and saw me frozen over the bed. He looked at me with a puzzled look, then saw the plane tickets and note I was holding.

He sighed. "They just won't stop, will they?" he asked.

So, I know it's REALLY short, but it's better than nothing, neh? Hey, I went to bed late because I was typing most of this then. I know I haven't updated in a while... but to be honest, I'm getting less and less into this... heheh... I'm not going to stop though! Because I REALLY enjoy it! And I WILL finish this story!

And hey... can you believe this is happening to my brother? NOT the whole drama thing, but the marrying an 18-year-old when he's twenty? Although Jake and Savannah are only two years apart... but he's going to propose tomorrow, either at the airport over the intercom, or on the plane to Texas to see his biological father (he's my half brother, and it KILLS me that he has other brothers... I guess I just have to share him... but I don't wunna. D:)

Ikuto: It's taking you FOREVER... and you only uploaded this.

Me: At least it's something, neh? -sigh- but I know. And I'm truley sorry. But it's not like that many people read it, anyway... But, I guess enough people do. Anyway, I hope you guys enjoyed this chapter! I sure did... even though it was short. But I like the photoshoot.

Okay, and I KNOW a front-desk person wouldn't give a random person a key card, but c'mon, just pretend they would. AND I have NO CLUE what a photoshoot is like, so I'm just guessing. It's close enough, I hope.