Author's Note:

I'll try my best to put up new chapters every Sunday but I'm very busy right now (the reason is on my profile page) so if I miss a Sunday, please don't kill me! And if you see anyone out of character, please tell me ASAP!

Chapter 198 just came out and I thought it was pretty interesting. It ended on a cliff-hanger, literally!

Anyway, I just wanted to tell you guys that this has been the hardest chapter to write, I had literally the biggest writer's block ever until finally yesterday when a plot that actually made sense came into my head at like 11pm. I think this is a pretty good plot and lead-up to where the story is going. Please enjoy and review!

He gulped but his throat was dry, it was completely dry. Her glare was slowly disintegrating and consuming his body - bit by bit, hair by hair, - in the most agonising way. He never knew that a woman's glare could be so petrifying and so very cold at the same time. But he knew that he couldn't let a woman defeat him, He wouldn't allow it. Because if he did fail, that would mean:

His reputation as an actor, as a top Japanese gangster, would be ruined forever.

"YOU ARE NOT SETSU! YOU ARE…YOU ARE…"Murasame raced through his memories to remember someone with bright orange hair.

Gyaaaaaaa! Oh no, Mogami-san is going to be revealed! What am I going to do? Lori Takarada-san, help ME! Director Konoe screamed inside his head as he turned his head rapidly between the three people standing in the middle of the room.

"AHA! YOU ARE THE GIRL FROM THE CURARA AD! I HAVE SEEN YOU ON A FEW TALK SHOWS BEFORE!" Murasame shouted at the top of his lungs. He took a step backwards and pointed a finger at her. A few gasps came from the other cast and crew members and they realised the resemblance.

Wait a minute; she was also in Dark Moon. Her role in Dark Moon was… 'Mio'. No wonder she had that ice-cold glare, she used that same glare as 'Mio', Murasame replayed the early episodes of Dark Moon. She is only an amateur actress, she has only been in show business for one year max, and yet she has already mastered a role of an antagonist. Yes, this must be the girl, her name is -

"EVERYONE, THIS IS THE 'MIO' FROM DARK MOON! HER NAME IS

KYOKO MOGAMI!" he pointed and circled around Setsu, to make her feel scared, to make her feel inferior, to make her admit defeat.

There are only a few things that don't really make sense. Kyoko Mogami is a very polite girl, she doesn't wear heavy make-up or wear anything as exposing as what this Kyoko Mogami is wearing, Murasame wondered to himself. As an amateur actress, there is no way that she would act this rude to everyone around her.

No…actually…I freakin' don't care about how she acts, I want my reputation back and have you exposed to everyone. My reputation is the most important thing to me right now.

'Kyoko Mogami's' head was lowered; her fringe was draped in front of her face like a curtain. She didn't respond, she didn't make a single sound.

"YOU HAVE BEEN DECIEVING EVERYONE IN THIS STUDIO, YOU AND YOUR PRETEND BROTHER HAS DRICRIMINATED US IN THE RUDEST WAY POSSIBLE!" Murasame leaned in and deafened her ears with his claim. He continued to circle around her as the entire cast and crew began to murmur among themselves. Whispers of hatred and anger began to fill the air.

Gyaaaaaaa! This is really bad, this is all my fault, I should not have agreed to this at all! The Director lectured himself as he uselessly and repetitively tried to calm everyone down.

But no one listened. Everybody in the studio started to glare at the Heel Siblings. Words like 'cheater', 'liar', 'idiot', 'devil' and other rude name-callings began to stand out among the whispers.

He looked around the cast and crew. Everyone nodded in agreement with him. Someone even gave him a thumbs-up. He smiled. Finally! I am once again in the upper hand of the argument! You have to admit defeat now! Both of you, you are both stupid assh-

An ice-cold hand suddenly grasped his shoulder. He gasped as the whole room of whispers was silenced by this one action. The nails began to dig into his shoulder as the hand itself began to push him in front of its owner. She placed her other hand on his other shoulder and took a step forward so that her face was one inch away from his. She shook her fringe away. Murasame gasped as 'Kyoko Mogami' began to raise her head.

She was laughing.

This time, her entire expression took hostage of his heart and soul. It was sneering, it was joyful, it looked as if,

she has already won.

She leaned in more and more, so close that their noses were about to touch. His eyes were wide open; his nose was filled with the strong fragrance of her perfume. Her lips were so close to his, he could feel her breath on his neck.

What?! Is she about to kiss-

Her eyes shifted from his to somewhere behind as her head followed over his left shoulder.

She placed both her hands behind his back,

took a step forward,

crossed her arms

and gave Murasame a hug.

For a moment, they stood there. His heart was pounding, pounding, pounding. It was racing faster and faster. In contrast, his body was completely frozen at the soft touch. He felt like he could melt away into nothing as he breathed in more and more of her fragrance.

She turned her head towards his ear and whispered in a super sexy voice.

"How wonderful…thank you so much, Murasame-kun."

She slowly released him as her body stood up straight again.

"Thank you so much for making everyone believe that I am Kyoko Mogami. Since she looks so much like me, I can now pretend to be her. Now, I don't need to worry about showing my feelings towards my brother."

There was no sarcasm, there was no polysemy. There was only genuine gratefulness in her whisper. Her eyes were glistening, her smile was bold. There was no sense of doubt in her voice.

Murmurs and conversations started to arise again from the bystanders wondering about the contents of her whispers. It was too soft for them to hear, but each word shot through Murasame like a bullet.

What…'now I can pretend to be Kyoko Mogami'? What is going on?

"From now on, I will live as Kyoko Mogami, so that I can express my feelings freely. I can do whatever I want to my brother now, and no one would question our relationship. And that is all thanks to you."

Her hand rose up again as she used her knuckles to stroke his face. As her hand slid slowly down his cheek bones, it rotated slowly so that the nails were now gliding against his skin. The sensation was on the verge between a strong tingling and slight painfulness.

What…she is willing to use her resemblance to Kyoko Mogami as an advantage?

"SO YOU ARE NOT KYOKO MOGAMI?!" His voice came out loud but in an extremely croaky way. He felt like something was strangling his neck, but he didn't know what it was.

Everyone in the studio gasped. They didn't have a single clue about what she just whispered, but they knew that Murasame was starting to doubt his assumptions, starting to question his initial claims.

She started to circle around him, her hand gliding across his shoulders as she did so.

"Well, now I am." She shrugged her shoulders. "You made everyone believe that I am Kyoko Mogami just then, didn't you? Now I will use that to my advantage. Now I have more freedom on my hands to do

whatever

I

want."

Her voice was raised slightly higher so that only the last three words were audible to everyone else. She sniggered under her breath.

Anger erupted from inside him. "WHAT IS WRONG WITH YOU? KYOKO IS A RISING NEW ACTRESS, IF SHE IS BEING MISTAKEN FOR HANGING AROUND WITH SOME CREEP LIKE YOUR BROTHER, HER REPUTATION WOULD BE RUINED FOREVER!"

Momentarily, she stopped and grabbed Murasame by the shirt, the icy stare was back again. Setsu was shaking, shaking in supressed fury. He was frozen, it was as if someone has wrapped multiple ropes around his body, he felt like he was being tied up some invisible forces in the air.

"Oh yeah? My brother is some creep, huh? I freakin' don't care about someone's reputation. I would purposely ruin that girl's reputation willingly and gladly so that I can act freely around my brother!" She pronounced with an airy undertone voice.

She released his shirt and pushed him backwards. He stumbled a few steps in reverse but was soon able to regain his balance. He gasped for air as he rubbed his chest to rid his shock.

Her lips tilted upwards into a smile.

"I would love to ruin anyone's reputation if it is for the sake of my brother." Setsu's voice rose as she spoke that line with such confidence and boldness.

This is definitely not Kyoko Mogami, as a rising actress, she would never want to ruin her own reputation. She is probably telling the truth, maybe she is Setsu Heel, Murasame's conscience told him.

Her eyes stared deeper into his pupils as she leaned in again.

He took a step back.

Setsu took another step forward.

He took another step back.

She subsequently took another step forward.

He was about to take one more step back when suddenly, her nails hooked the collar of his shirt and yanked him so very close to her face. She had the expression of a hungry tigress ready to tear apart her favourite prey.

Oh no...oh no...oh no...this is definitely not Kyoko...This is Setsu...no... This is a hellcat!

"You know what that means?" She murmured in her quietest tone.

"That means for

the sake

of my brother,

I wouldn't mind ruining yours too."

So, how was that? Please review and tell me if you liked it! ^_^ This might not nearly be half as smart as Yoshiki-sama's writing, but it is the best that I can do! And I really hope that you enjoyed it!

For the next one or two chapters, I will continue to write about the Heel Siblings so stay tuned for a very interesting lead-up!

Ily! Until next time!

Enticed