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"Kise, are you sure this is OK?" Kasamatsu asked for the third time.

"Of course it is!" Kise cheered. "I checked with my manager."

The famous model, Kise Ryota, and his teammates from Kaijo High were standing in the center of the bustling lobby of Zunon Boy headquarters. Kise was set to do a photoshoot today, and invited his teammates along to experience the chaotic atmosphere. Hayakawa was currently raiding the food table and Kobori was reading a magazine quietly while Moriyama and Kasamatsu chatted with the blonde.

"So, who's the cute girl you'll be posing with today?" Moriyama asked, the jealousy in his voice was obvious. Kise always got to be around cute girls! Even when one took an interest in him, her attention would be stolen when Kise walked in the room. It was so mind boggling frustrating!

"_____ _____." Kise answered, closing his eyes in satisfaction.

"Th-the popstar?" Kasamatsu stuttered. "But, she's not a model!"

"Yup! But this is promotion for her new album, so I guess I won't be the center of this shoot." Kise pouted, but the glint in his eyes showed that he didn't really mind. Even if he wasn't front and center, posing with ______ would gain him plenty of publicity. What could be better for his modeling career than shooting with an international popstar? Nothing, that's what.

"Well, it might teach you a little modesty..." Kasamatsu grumbled.

"So mean!" Kise wailed.

Before Kasamatsu had the chance to kick Kise, the doors to the studio opened, letting in a blast of cool air. Standing the the doorway, was the international popstar, ______. The wind blew her hair around her head like she was in a shampoo comercial and her face even more perfect in real-life. No Photoshop needed. She stood tall and proud. Production assistants parted to the sides of the room to let her in. Everyone was staring at her. And she LOVED it.

"Ryota~" ______ sang, padding across the room. "It's so nice to meet you, i've heard awesome thing about you!"

"A-ah, thank you ___cchi!" Kise clapped lightly. He caught a glimpse of his seniors in the corners of his eye.

"Oh, ____cchi, these are my friends from Kaijo, Kasamatsu-sempai and Moriyama-sempai." He gestured to the shooting guard and the point guard.

"Hello." Kasamatsu waved shortly, then adverted his eyes to the side.

"If you were words on a page, you'd be what they call fine print." Moriyama was down on one knee, lightly holding _____'s hand before she had a chance to react.

"Oh god, not again." Kasamatsu mumbled.

Expected some terrified expression and polite excuse of why she had to leave right that second or even her laughing in his face, Moriyama mentally prepared himself for rejection. Even if he was rejected consistently, he couldn't help himself around such a cute girl!

But instead, he heard a laugh. Not the bitter or awkward one he'd heard countless times before, this one was light and amused. _____ stiffled her giggles long enough to lead Moriyama back to a standing position.

"There are 21 letters in the alphabet, right? Oh, I must of forgot U R A Q T." She grinned, holding her hands together.

_____ took notice on Moriyama's stunned face and laughed again.

"I love pick-up lines!" She excliamed, shaking her hips. "I think they're so cute and cheesy."

"It's Moriyama, right? Maybe later you can tell me some of the other ones you know." The (h/c)-haired girl flashed him a megawatt smile.

"E-eh, ____cchi, we should get to hair and make-up." Kise tapped ____ shoulder.

"Oh, duh, sorry, I got a little distracted." She glanced back. "Yeah, let's go, Ryota."
Kasamatsu watched the two models walk away from him and his still-in-shock friend.

"Did...That really just happen?" He asked no one.

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"So, I like that green-haired guy." ____ said with finality as she was getting her hair brushed and teased for the photoshoot.

"Really?" Kise pursed his lips, ten laughed. "Funny, he's always doing that to girls, it scares most of them off!"

"Oh, really? Then I must lay claim on him before some other girl catches his attention!" _____ bounced in her chair, shooting her fists in the air.

"H-hey, stay still or i'll rip some of your hair out!" Her stylist scolded.

"Oh, my bad!" ____ seated herself instantly, smiling apologetically.

"So, anyway, can you get me his number or something?" _____ asked Kise.

"A-are you serious about this..?" Kise closed his eyes.

"Yes! I want the boy by my side!" _____'s eyes sparkled.

"You'll help me, right? Pleaseeeee?" She pouted and clasped her hands together like a beggar.

Kise shrugged. "OK, sure. It'll be easy."

"Thanks, Ryota! I'll make it up to you sometime!" She leaped and wrapped Kise in a crushing bearhug.

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The photoshoot went by fast. It was mostly pictures of _____ surrounded by Kise, being fawned over by him like a roman empress. The clothing was bright and colorful, mostly short dresses and miniskirts with peppy patterns and such. It matched her bold personality.

"That's wrap, nice job everybody!" The photagrapher announced, clapping his hands once.
Half-hearted cheers came from the other employees, who then went back to their work.

"You were awesome, _____cchi." Kise slapped ____'s back.

"Thanks! I was a little nervous, but this wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it would be." _____ ruffled Kise's hair in return.

"Maybe you'll do more photoshoots in the future." Kise grinned.

"Yeah, I hope to." She smiled mischievously. "Hot guys surrounding me with a shining spotlight, all eyes on me! Ah, what's not to love?"

"It's a hard job, but someone's gotta do it." Kise sighed in mock exhaustion.

"So, when's your next game? Do ya think I could come?" _____ leaned forward with her arms behind her back and her eyes wide.

"Hmm, our next game is a week from now, and yeah! I'd love for you to come!" Kise hugged _____. "Just stay away from my fangirls, and you might wanna wear a wig so you don't get mobbed."

"Nah, I like the attention." _____ smirked.

"And now I shall go claim Mori-chan as my own!" The popstar cheered, breaking free of Kise and bolting away.

"...Mori-chan?"

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_____ found the object of her newly found affection in the lobby with his other teammates. They were talking, eating and generally hanging out. She smirked, pulled her shoulders back and strutted to him.

"Are you a parking ticket? Because you got fine written all over you!" She bowed shortly, touching her collarbone, looking up the the shooting guard.

"Huh? O-oh, hello _____." Moriyama straightened up, pink tinting his cheeks.

"Aw, c'mon, don't tell me you only know one pick-up line." _____ frowned, then perked up again.

Moriyama's pink face flushed to tomato red.

"Hey, you sick?" _____ stood on her tip-toes to feel his forehead. "You feel kinda warm."

"N-no, i'm fine." Moriyama stepped back quickly.

"I mean- the internet never prepared me for this."

_____ blinked and stared at him blankly.

Oh! Right, Kise said he does this to every girl and it usually scares them off. Haha! That means he's just nervous around me. Aw, how cute~.

"Huh, I don't care." _____ flashed a dazzling smile. "I like you, you're cute."

"Uh..." Moriyama was taken back a little. A girl actually took interest in him after seeing Kise? That was a first.

"Here...Let me give you something..." _____ mumbled, reaching for a pen and a scrap of paper. She put the paper on her thigh and wrote fast.

"Here, I gotta go find my manager." _____ called, walking away. "I'll see ya later, Mori-chan!"

Moriyama looked down at the crumbled paper, feeling his face so pink yet again. Then he smiled.

You look like you lost your number, you can have mine!

772-257-450

"Ha, and Kasamatsu said pick-up lines don't work." He smirked, watching his new muse walk away