| Fan Fiction |
by biniBningPunkista
Seeing them here made me feel relieved, it was sweet of them to support me tonight even though I didn’t inform them about the show. I’m just hoping they won’t be laughing at me after this. The only person who wasn’t here was Abe. Unfortunately he will not be able to witness this one night performance. As a man of a company, he has too much business to run and associates to boss around.
When Aoi mentioned about this show, I never thought that this night would turn out to become a big deal. I mean it was JUST a fashion show. It was my bad for underestimating Aoi’s popularity… it never occurred to me that she was the IT designer of the millennium.
My stomach was churning uncomfortably that I had to get away for Hikaru’s clutches to relax. God, that girl could be a military officer is she wanted to be one. She may be small but she was tough, she ordered me around like I was a cadet! Amazingly though, she handled me like a pro, my dress was all set up, my make up was out of this world, my hair looked glamorous and the shoes!!! The shoes she selected for me was something I could wear forever, it was incredible. I swear Hikaru is a fairy godmother disguised in a 12 year old body that was sent to give me more fashion sense in my life. The couple of days I spent with her were a blast, we grew fond of each other and she’s so easy to be with… except when it comes to the pre-rehearsal of hair, dress and make up… her fangs shows if I don’t become obedient.
It was 6 pm and the room was jam packed. Thank God my paintings had a railing over them, if not it could have been squished to an unrecognizable work of art. What I noticed though was that a lot of people were actually checking it out which was unexpected.
Inside the back stage, Aoi was running back and fort from one model to another while completely ignoring me. As I’ve discovered she had total confidence in Hikaru’s work and need not to give much attention to me.
“Mao! What are you doing there??? What’s that on your hair? Get back to this chair this instant.” Hikaru called out to me as I grudgingly took the seat in front of her. She removed some fringes and lint that could have come from the curtain.
“God, Hikaru I’m not a 10 year old you know.” I rolled my eyes at her from the reflection in the mirror and gave fake frown.
“I know, but you’re an amateur, and you should listen to me if you don’t want to look like a baka in front of the crowd. Aoi didn’t choose me to be your P.A. to make you look like a dork, I am here to make you look the best of them all.” She grinned at me that I couldn’t help but to smile back.
My eyes wondered around to look at the other models noticing that I was the odd person out. I was the shortest among them all and looked a normal Japanese girl compared to the rest. I asked Aoi for the second time why she chose me to become her model since I wasn’t really that convinced with her previous answer, it was still the same reason but she also added that it was a concept for the show. That any girl normal girl with confidence can wear her designed clothes.
“Besides Mao, your paintings should reflect you right? I love your paintings, they all look good, so you have to be like your paintings. Look beautiful for everyone ok?”
Hikaru held my head to look at the mirror, the person who was looking back was me. God I look beautiful!!! I can’t believe that the girl in the mirror was me.
“Hikaru, can I take you home? I’ll feed you. Just do my hair and make up everyday.” I asked her imitating a puppy looking eyes.
“No can do Mao, Aoi owns me.” She stuck her tongue out at me then shoved me near the curtain.
“Your turn to shine…” she whispered to me.
Aoi was standing right next to me.
“Don’t forget to give that smile Mao. They’ll love you for it. Now go!!!”
I was half pushed to the cat walk and was momentarily blinded by the spot lights. With my fabulous shoes on, make up artistically painted on my face and a dress that’s a thousand dollars worth… I went ahead to give a kick ass cat walk. Slightly lifting up my chin, I started walking confidently in front of the crowd with a killer smile. The crowd went silent and then gave an ooohhh and aaahhh sound as I walked by, I caught a glimpse of Erika and Toma looking at me in awe. After giving a couple of poses in front of the camera I walked towards the back stage with the same attitude and gave my two best friends a wink. As soon as I got in the room, everyone was beaming at me.
“You looked great out there!” Hikaru said while hugging and beaming at me.
“Thanks… that really felt great.” I said while hugging her back.
“Nice work Mao. Don’t forget you’re the finale.” Aoi reminded me before proceeding to arrange the dress for the next cat walk.
“Girl, now strip off those clothes!!! You have four more walks to go.” Hikaru said as she removed my clothes off as fast as she could.
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An hour later, the show was over. Aoi and I got interviewed for our works. Astonishingly my unsold paintings were all red-tagged and sold. After all those interviews I was still elated and excited that things were going great, I headed to the back stage to change into normal clothes when Toma approached me. I gave a small shriek as soon as I caught sight of him and started running towards him.
“Toma-kun!!! God, it felt so good being up there!!! I mean being there… it was fantastic. Everything was so fast in the back stage, the clothes where so good the models were nice… Hikaru my P.A. was just great. Most of all was I had fun!!!” I told him talking nonstop while hugging him.
“So… what do you think of the show?” I asked him smugly.
“You… were ok.” He told me with a serious look.
“What??? JUST OK? Are you kidding me? That cat walk was JUST OK???” I started punching him in the arm and forced him to tell me the truth while he pretended to be hurt by my blows. When my punches did seem to take effect he caught both of my wrists in his hands to stop me.
“Ok. OK. To tell you the truth, you were fantastic. God Mao I can’t believe that was you up there. You looked really fabulous and to think that I get to hear the whispers of the people beside me asking if you were a newly discovered model. Some even mentioned that your artwork could be the next thing in the fashion industry and you may be the next big thing in the Painter’s guild. Can you believe that? Even if that was just an overheard conversation, they were talking about you!!! You and your work! I am so proud of you Mao.” He said to me while beaming the whole time.
I was so delighted by what he just said that I started to hug and kiss him on the cheek. He was smiling at me and looked so proud that I couldn’t help but kiss him on the lips with out warning. It was only intended to be smack, like any normal non-feeling kiss, just because I felt like kissing him on the lips. Unexpectedly though, kissing Toma felt so good that I didn’t notice he wasn’t moving his lips away from me, so I unconsciously closed my eyes and started nipping his lips. Surprisingly he responded to this and when I slightly opened my mouth he slid his tongue in to deepen the kiss. At that very moment everything seemed to fit into place as I reached for the back of his head to draw him closer to me and kissed him hungrily while he held me tightly to his lean body. The air was almost coming out of my lungs because of this wonderful-hot-breathtaking-kiss.
Oh my… Oh my God. I never thought that my best friend could kiss like this. Why have I never kissed him like this before?
Then it struck me that we never really kissed like this because… it would be uncalled for. Toma was my best friend. He was… I am…
I abruptly opened my eyes at the same time Toma did. Our lips were still locked together, we stared at each others eyes as if time has stopped between us. Then as if on slow motion we parted our lips and breathed hard.
“Fuck.” We both muttered in a low voice as my fingers flew to my lips and he raked his hair with his right hand.
He gave me a confused look as I stared at him questioningly. Then he started to massage his nape and after a few seconds of silence he started to speak.
“I…” he said while looking at me with an expression I couldn’t quite grasp and then Saeko, Erika and Shota suddenly appeared beside me and Toma that I almost squeaked with surprise.
“Hey you two... I’ve been looking all over for both of you. I guess I got lost on my way back from the restroom. Thank goodness Erika and Shota saw me wondering around and led me here.” She said looking relieved to see me and Toma.
I still haven’t recovered from the shock of kissing my best friend that I couldn’t help but give them a blank stare. Then as if nothing happened, Toma took Saeko’s shoulder and told her that it was time to leave. My eyes wondered to his hand on Saeko’s shoulders then looked towards his face. He gave me a quick nod.
“Congratulations Mao, it’s getting late. I also have a meeting early tomorrow so we got to get home early.” Toma explained.
“Wait, isn’t it your day off tomorrow? I thought we’re celebrating for Mao tonight?” Saeko exclaimed as Toma started to walk off.
“It must be an emergency meeting.” I exclaimed after Saeko.
“Souka… I guess we’ll be going then. I’ll see you around Mao and congratulations.” She said to me sweetly as she walked off with Toma her hands clutched around his arms.
Right that moment I wanted to stab her because of her sweetness and for being oblivious but instead, my own chest felt a stabbing pain as I took in that sight of them together. I was contemplating with myself when Erika spoke up.
“What was that about?”
“What was what about?” I asked back trying to confuse her and just drop the question.
“That awkwardness that just happened between you and Toma,” She prodded on at me.
Shota was curious enough to listen at this convoluted conversation between me and Erika. I swear I do love this girl, but there are just times that I wanted to strangle her because she usually asks things at the wrong place and at the wrong time. Before I answered her, I gave Shota a dirty look then turned around to walk off.
“It just means there is no celebration party tonight and besides… I’m so beat that I don’t think I could go on partying.” I lied at Erika and left them to themselves.
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I was shocked, confused, flabbergasted, on the brink of sanity and a whole lot more of feelings I don’t know how to put into words. Lying on my back in the middle of my empty bed, which I rarely sleep on, I stared at the ceiling half wishing that Toma would walk in my apartment like he usually does, but all I could hear through all this silence was the flicking of lights downstairs that needed to be changed.
God why am I stupid enough to kiss my best friend?
~To Be Continued~
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-biniBningPunkista