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Hey guys! This is my first Uta no Prince Sama fanfic! It is obviously a Ren Jinguji X Reader. He is actually my second favorite character with Tokiya Ichinose as my first. Anyway, I literally dedicated like ten hours to writing and editing this and it is suuuuppperrrrr long, but I hope everyone enjoys it. I finished this at one thirty in the morning and I'm posting it now so I apologize for grammatical errors. Please enjoy!!!!
Moving to the rhythm with more grace than you thought possible, you finished the dance routine with your right hip popped out with your right hand on it and your left arm up in the air. You panted the slightest bit until the music in the background stopped completely. You released the pose with a huff and a small smile in the direction of your group members.
“You really have improved (F/n).” Yoko pulled her blond hair up into a fresh ponytail and patted your shoulder.
“It’s about time. You’re fit to tour with us at last.” Yoko’s dark haired counterpart and rapper of the group, Tanaka, monotoned before walking out of the dance room. You swallowed hard and smiled at her retreating figure.
Yoko took your hand, pulled you from the room, and headed down the long wide hallway of the studio. “We have the first scene for the drama with those cuties from STARISH in a few minutes, so get yourself all fixed up.” She kissed my cheek and went further down the hall.
“STARISH?” You whispered to yourself. You had heard of their fast-track rise in social media and pop culture these past few weeks, but you had yet to really look into them or meet them. You had been hospitalized for two months due to an unexpected illness and your mind has been in a dark place for an even longer time, but you were not going to let that affect your career.
You changed into black leggings and a large shirt that went to your knees and had a picture of a sloth with a galaxy background. You tied up your pink combat boots and clipped back the pieces of (h/c) hair that hung in your face while leaving the rest down around your shoulders.
Stepping out of the room, you smelled something delicious beside the makeup room. Not caring about your weight as much as you used to, you walked right past the makeup room and found yourself in the snack room. Refreshments filled four tables that lined the walls of the room and a drink table stood next to the door. You got yourself a piping hot plate of mini cheese steak sandwiches and grabbed some chips as well.
You went to the makeup room to find no artists there to help you. You took a seat with your name on it and dug into the meal before you. You had your last sandwich in your mouth and had begun to apply eye shadow to your eyelids when you heard someone walk in. A small knock on the door and a, “May I come in, my lady?”, had you turning with a small scream, the sandwich falling onto the makeup desk.
“Don’t come in! I still look like a tarantula!” You scream at the guy in the doorway. His orange tinted hair swayed to the side and his blue eyes widened the slightest bit.
“Tarantula? You do not resemble a tarantula.” He flashed a smile that was sure to make girls squeal. It then dawned on you that he belonged to STARISH.
“Oh, I do. A tarantula with eyeshadow on.” You pick the sandwich up off of the table and bite into it while he stands stunned at the door. “Anyway,” you say after you swallow the food in your mouth, “What did you need?” You turn back to the makeup desk and add some black eyeliner.
Clearing his throat he says, “I came to get you for the scene. We start in ten minutes.” Your eyes widen and you briskly apply some mascara.
“Want some chips?” You ask him as you start to walk past him. He blinked in surprise before taking a single chip off of the plate.
“Thank you, my lady.” He winked one blue eye at you and the two of you began to walk down the hall.
Unable to hold yourself back, you look to him and blurt out one question. “Why do you finish everything with ‘my lady’? It makes me feel like an old lady or dog.” He almost trips over his own feet at your words. A smile formed on your lips as you get ahead of him and turn around to say, “I get that you are supposed to be the chick magnet of STARISH, but you do not have to keep it up with fellow idols. Let’s keep it upbeat and relaxed.”
“You are something else...”
“Thank you.” You grinned from ear to ear. Bowing to him, you say, “I look forward to working with you. Please take care of me!” You straightened yourself before jogging into studio room C-2.
Ren stood in utter surprise outside of the studio door. He could not believe a girl such as you could exist. He shook his head a little and thought back to minutes earlier.
Ren leaned against the wall with Masato stiffly looking about and Cecil eagerly greeting everyone in sight. His eyes focused in on the member of GAL with long dark hair. Tanaka Hirowashi was the fierce, cool, beautiful rapper of the group and Ren felt that a beauty such as her would be perfect in a star studded relationship. She would set of his cool, sexy, charming self perfectly on the cover of celebrity magazines and rag sheets around the world.
“Jinguji,” Masato said and Ren looked over to his friend who wore an almost blank expression, “The dating restrictions have only been lifted three days, and you are already looking for a girl?”
“I’ve always been one to look, but now I’m allowed to touch.” He winked at his friend after saying this. Masato flushed a light pink and Cecil came over with a huge grin on his face.
“We got our song pairings!” He handed the papers to the others and hopped up and down with joy. “I get to work with (F/n)! I am very excited.” Cecil vigorously flipped through his music and did his best to hide the rest of his excitement.
Ren smirked to himself. “I got Tanaka.” It seemed as if this were destiny.
Yoko Kurunai ran up to the guys with a concerned look on her face. “Have you guys seen (F/n)? She wasn’t at makeup and she isn’t in her dressing room.” The blond member of GAL looked from each member to the other.
“No worries, my lady.” He patted her shoulder and turned away from her. “I will find her for you.” He strode away, effortlessly looking like a model. He heard humming coming from the makeup room and stood in the doorway. He knocked on the door, “May I come in, my lady?”
He jumped a little as you turned and screamed after a sandwich of some sort fell from your mouth to the makeup table under you. “Don’t come in! I still look like a tarantula!” His orange tinted hair swayed to the side and his blue eyes widened the slightest bit. He was surprised by many things, so it took a moment for the tarantula part to sink in.
“Tarantula? You do not resemble a tarantula.” He flashed a smile in hopes of making you feel giddy. It was nice to know that now he could use his charm to get girls hooked and keep them.
“Oh, I do. A tarantula with eyeshadow on.” Ren watched you pick the sandwich up off of the table and bite into it while he debated what to do or say next. “Anyway,” you snap him out of his small confused daze, “What did you need?” You turn back to the makeup desk as you ask him the question.
Clearing his throat he says, “I came to get you for the scene. We start in ten minutes.” He watched you hurry up and, on the way out, you offered him a chip. Oddly enough, he accepted a chip and he walked with you down the hall. Out of the blue you look up at him when he had already been blatantly looking at you.
“Why do you finish everything with ‘my lady’? It makes me feel like an old lady or dog.” His feet failed him and it took all he had not to stumble over himself. His blue eyes met your (e/c) ones and he saw a glimmer of amusement in your little galaxies.
“I get that you are supposed to be the chick magnet of STARISH, but you do not have to keep it up with fellow idols. Let’s keep it upbeat and relaxed.” She followed up with this.
“You are something else...” He found that he could not find anything else to say.
“Thank you.” You grinned from ear to ear. Bowing to him, you say, “I look forward to working with you. Please take care of me!” He watched as you straightened yourself and jogged into the studio.
With an odd feeling in his gut, he entered the studio. He saw you shake hands with Cecil and that feeling in his gut took control and led him to the director. “May I ask a huge favor?” He smiled.
You liked Cecil and his attitude toward the project at hand. You prayed to whoever was out there that your song collaboration would be a beautiful success and that your acting flowed well together. The director came forward with papers in hand. “I apologize everyone, but we have made some changes to the mini drama. Come here and get your new scripts.” With a scrunched brow, you go and receive the still hot papers that must have been printed just recently.
Your (e/c) eyes widened in surprise as you realized you were now paired up with someone else and your character changed completely. Gazing over at your new partner, he winked at you. “Let us do our best, my tarantula.” Your jaw dropped.
~
Week one consisted of table readings and getting the music for our pair songs. Week two started the opening scenes to each pair’s individual mini drama.You were surprised by the dedication Ren had to his acting and even more to the song. Currently, you were in the refreshments room of the music studio to work on the song for your drama. You were swaying back and forth and humming as you made yourself a fancy coffee drink. “You seem in a chipper mood, my tarantula.” Your eye twitched at the nickname and you did not need to turn around in order to know who it is.
“Can you refrain from calling me that? I’m wearing makeup so I’m not a tarantula at the moment.” You knew a smug look of amusement took control of his features, another reason you refused to look at him.
“Well, you do not like ‘my lady’ so this is your alternative.” You roll your eyes and felt him come up close behind you.
You were about to retort when another voice interrupted it all, “(F/n), do not forget you have your interview tomorrow morning.” You turned to find Tanaka and Masato from STARISH in the doorway. You nodded to her with a big smile.
“Of course! It’s my first interview since the incident. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You gave her a thumbs up and she seemed assured by your well being by this. Masato gave you a small nod while you beamed a smile at him. You glanced up at Ren and noticed his gaze on Tanaka. Something seemed to click and you grinned at him.
He watched as the two left so you nudged him in the ribs. His blue orbs gazed down at you through his orange hair, the one piece that hung down and separated his eyes being the most prominent feature at the moment. You wiggled your eyebrows and bumped your hip against his.
“Ren and Tanaka sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g.” You made a kissy face at him and his eyebrows rose in sheer surprise of your actions.
“What are you even going on about?” His question did not fool you.
“I saw your eyes on Tanaka. She’s not into dating regardless of the lift on dating restrictions. But, my god sir, I wish you luck.” You tipped your head to him before grabbing your drink and taking a long obnoxious sip.
“What are you drinking?” He bent down and put the straw right between his own lips before you could answer. “Mmmm, you create delicacies like an angel.” He grinned and you put two of your fingers on his forehead, shoving his head back away from your drink.
“I literally just made an iced coffee drink. Don’t get too ahead of yourself and save the flirting for your fans. Now, if you’ll excuse me,” you picked up a green cloak from the edge of the table and put it on, “I have to get back to writing the lyrics.” You jogged out of the room with your green cosplay cloak floating behind you.
~
You had been writing lyrics and scratching them out for hours, Ren sitting in a spinning chair beside you on his phone. You glanced over at him and noticed a picture of GAL on it. You then watched as he scrolled through the pictures of Tanaka. He had it bad. Something in your chest ached a little bit when you saw it, but you pushed it away. You had to focus on your career no matter what. You would not hold GAL back any longer.
“Hey, (F/n), your acting is perfect. Your character is the serious, strong, independent, untrusting character in the series who doesn’t believe in love at first sight or that any guy would be interested in her, which seems to be the total opposite of you.” Ren glanced up at you for a second.
“Okay...and?” You had to admit it aggravated you a little bit.
“Can you convey your character’s feelings into the song? This song is the most important part to me.” His dead serious gaze was met by one of your own. You nodded slowly to this.
“My character is not as far off from who I really am as you think. I can sing this song.” You broke off the gaze with those blue eyes and began to tap your pen against your lips. Silence filled the room until you could not help but look over at him again. You had to admit he was mega attractive, and his voice was beyond enticing. Something about him made you ache for filming because, during those times of acting, you could express your romantic interest that you hid and refused to accept the rest of the time.
Ren had stopped on a picture of Tanaka again when you glanced down at his phone, so you quickly looked away. You put on headphones and listened to the music assigned to Ren and yourself, ink flowing from your pen onto the paper in a hurried manner.
You had no idea how much time passed when you lifted your head from the table. You groggily looked around and were about to give up and sink back into the comfort of sleep when you noticed Ren’s face beside yours when you turned onto your other cheek. His orange lashes touched his cheeks and his breath was easy.
You moved unconsciously and touched his lips lightly, trailing your fingers down the side of his cheek and jawline. He moved the slightest bit and your hand whipped back to your side, heart beating fiercely against your ribcage as you realized how creepy you were being.
You ran your hands through your (h/c) hair, pulling it back from your face before you stood up and stretched, your body stiff from sleeping in the chair. The clock said ten fifteen pm and you realized you had been asleep a good three hours. Something slid off of your body and fell to the floor. You blinked down at it for a few seconds before realizing it was a very stylish leather jacket. You picked it up and realized it was Ren’s. You smiled to yourself as your heartbeat skyrocketed to a mile a minute and butterflies filled your stomach.
You placed his jacket over his shoulders and, without thinking, planted a kiss on his forehead and ran from the room. You went to a vending machine and bought two cans of coffee before returning, a smiling Ren sitting there staring at you when you returned. “I got some coffee for us...” You drift off as he stands and approaches you, leaning down so that his face hovers over yours.
“I know what you did.” He smiled even more.
With wide eyes and a shot of adrenaline due to nervousness, you put a can of the hot coffee up in front of his face. You moved away from him the moment he accepted the can and moved back to your chair, rushing to grab your things. You slipped your jean jacket on and threw your large bag over your shoulder, something feeling off as you brushed past him. “I finished my part of the lyrics so I will see you at filming tomorrow afternoon.” You left him standing there as you hurried out of the building.
Your face was beet red when Yoko pulled up and you threw yourself into the passenger’s seat of the gray car. “Did something happen?” She looked at you with wiggling eyebrows. Not wanting her to discover the budding feelings you had for Ren, you shook your head.
“I just don’t feel good.” You murmured as despair began to slowly sink in. He obviously had a thing for Tanaka, but here you were doing such childish things and having these pointless feelings. You knew you needed to focus solely on your career, so why couldn’t you get rid of these feelings and emotions?
“Should I get you to the hospital?” Her tone turned serious and concerned in a matter of seconds.
“No, I just need to get some sleep.”
Ren stood with a smile on his lips. You were pretty adorable, he had to admit it. He felt as if it had been a successful evening. He had not written a single lyric, but he did research the group in depth and discovered that GAL’s debut was late because of the hospitalization of (F/n). There wasn’t too much given away, but he knew you to be a fighter. He liked that you acted as if it never really happened and that you were problem free.
You were inspiring.
And adorable.
Very adorable.
He was glad you woke him up when you were touching his face. He had to admit that the kiss on the forehead surprised him, but your reaction made him feel great. You may not be the sexy rapper of the group, but you had something he found himself naturally drawn to. Your everyday goofiness and charm added in with the depth of your personality and your abundance of talent made you irresistible.
He could not wait to gouge more cute reactions out of you. He knew it wasn’t the best way to get a girl, but teasing you was just too much fun and it let him see just how much you liked him. He was sure you liked him. You had to.
Why else would you kiss his forehead while he slept?
He gathered his empty notebook meant for song lyrics and noticed another notebook; this notebook being (f/c) and covered in little chibi character anime stickers. He picked up the book and opened the first page to see (F/n) (L/n) written in bold. He smiled to himself as he flipped through the pages, various songs and bits of choruses scattered out throughout the pages. Some of the themes were enough to bring tears to the eyes of the listeners while the others were encouraging or dance worthy.
His hands paused as he found your lyrics for the duet with him. He read over them several times before realizing the extent of your feelings and how you must truly feel for him. These lyrics seemed too personal to be meant for a character on a mini drama, right? Were these the feelings of your character or, he hoped, were these your true feelings for him?
Sitting back down in the spinning chair, he opened the can of coffee and flipped to a blank page in his lyrics book. He picked up the headphones you had been using and listened to the song a few times, humming your lyrics at the correct spots before writing in his own where it was needed. This song would be his favorite one.
~
You smiled at the camera and gave a peace sign. “It’s good to be here, thank you for having me.” You watched as the audience cheered for you and you had to blink back tears; it was amazing to be here after everything that had happened, and to still have so many fans. The host moved to the edge of his seat and handed you a rose. “Thank you.” You say surprised.
“So, you made the top ten in Most Dateable Celebrities this month, what are your thoughts on dating?” He wiggled his eyebrows and the audience went ‘oooohhhh’.
You smiled big and looked down at the rose. “Well, I thought I was too weird to be dateable, so I’m a little stunned.” You had no idea, but the magazine article was large on the back screen and, sure enough, there you were at number four. “I’m just now debuting with GAL and I just got my health back, so I think I’m going to focus on my career instead of my romance life.” You honestly spoke.
The host leaned in closer and your face flushed a bit. “Is there anyone in your romance life right now? Maybe a fellow Idol?” Your face turned a light pink all over as you began an awkward laugh.
“I-I don’t really want to say. I mean, well, I have interest in a guy, but, well, yeah. Work first. I have to get on his level first before I even consider something beyond friendship.” The audience was going mad. Girls were cheering while guys were indecisively cheering and booing.
“You are a beautiful, talented, sweet, funny girl, why not try? Go for it! You are only young once!” The host prodded on. You shook your head no vigorously.
“Right now, I’m focusing on my work so that I can make my fans happy with my music and work.”
You turned off the television that showed the pre-taped show from this morning. You felt like such a dufus. You totally screwed up the interview. Ren wouldn’t think that was about him, would he? Who were you kidding! He probably had no idea it was on. If it were Tanaka surely he would watch it in a heartbeat.
You groaned out of frustration just as someone patted you on the shoulder. You jumped up in your seat and looked up to see green eyes. “Hi (F/n)! I saw some of your morning interview on my phone just now. Great job!” Cecil smiled down at you, his green eyes gleaming. You returned the smile and stood up so he did not have to look as far down at you.
“Thanks Cecil. I have my doubts about how I did.” He points to the door and you nod, continuing the conversation as you go. You two chat as you make your way to the refreshments down the hall. You could smell the fresh donuts and Cecil and you shared a look before racing to them. Since all the mini dramas intertwined with each other, Cecil’s character ended up being your character’s best friend; this led to a pretty good friendship off screen.
“Shoot!”
“Shoot!”
“Shoot!”
“YES! Victory!” You had a rock-paper-scissors battle over the last eclair before you shoved one end of it in your mouth, doing a victory dance as Cecil pouted and looked at his hand in disappointment.
“Best three out of five!” He declared as he reached for the treat in your mouth. You danced away from his attempt and twirled around the edge of the table. You noticed Yoko and Tanaka approach the table, wiggling their eyes at you and Cecil the entire time. You scrunched your brow in confusion before dodging Cecil’s latest attempt in the nick of time.
Your group mates sent you kissy faces while your confusion only grew worse. No way they could think you liked Cecil...right? That’s crazy.
“Yes, my little lamb, Cecil is right over there fighting for food like a dog.” Cecil’s and your heads snapped to the left to find Ren and a girl with short hair and big eyes coming your way. The girl held a book of music sheets and waved to Cecil.
“Please don’t call me a dog, I prefer cat.” Cecil said before walking over to the girl. “Haruka! What are you doing here?” He took the girl’s hands and beamed her a smile you never thought he could possess. It seemed special.
“Our little lamb here brought us our song for next week’s new phone commercial, so we just need to find Syo yet. This song is better than our first one.” Ren smiled down at the girl and your heart sank. Did he like this Haruka too? Or Tanaka? Maybe both? You shook your head and took a large bite out of your eclair before grabbing a second donut and walking away briskly.
Yoko and Tanaka hugged you as you stopped halfway down the hallway and dropped your donut on the floor without meaning to. “It’s okay. He is not the only guy out there.” Yoko said kindly as she pressed her head into the crook of your neck.
“He won’t matter once we get into another job and get too busy to date.” Tanaka added and squeezed your hand encouragingly. You were not entirely sure if they understood which guy you were upset over, but what did it matter at this point?
He gazed at Tanaka’s pictures for a long time last night.
And that Haruka girl is his ‘little lamb’.
All you were to him was a tarantula who occasionally wears makeup.
You bit your bottom lip and made sure not to release the tears damming up inside of you. You calmed yourself and removed yourself from the other two. With a big smile and a cheery tone, you say, “I’m not going to be down! Let’s ace today’s filming and recording and go to the best pizza joint in Japan!” You fist pumped the air, your group mates joining in and you all burst out into laughter.
You just had to stay positive and get through the days as they came!
~
You pulled your cropped jacket closer to your body as you stopped jogging and looked around anxiously. The scene took place at a local subway station so, in your peripheral vision, you saw people stopping to watch from behind the line of security. The extras did their best not to oogle at all of the idols acting around them.
You stayed in character as you jogged a little further down and desperately looked for Ren and Tanaka, both of whom were in character and supposed to be talking about who they loved. In the end, you knew Ren’s character would admit love for yours, but the situation seemed so close to your real situation that it hurt; it hurt because you knew it would not end in the same way as the drama.
You stopped moving right at the loading platform just as the metro pulled away, just like you were supposed to. You panted lightly, hoping the mic you had on the jacket collar didn’t pick up too much of it. Your (e/c) eyes widened just like in the script, but they began to glisten against your will. You looked at Ren and Tanaka standing in front of each other, staring intently into each other’s eyes and leaning closer, whispering lines you could not hear and had refused to memorize since this scene had no speaking lines for you.
It felt almost real.
Your chest tightened and something warm began to go down your cheeks. Why were you crying? This wasn’t in the script! You turned away before the cue, but you didn’t care. You started to speed walk away. You glanced over your shoulder where your tear filled eyes met Ren’s surprised blue eyes. You snapped your head forward. You might as well add lib since you already messed up the scene.
“What was I thinking?” You whisper to yourself. “No guy would choose me over someone like her, over any other girl even...” You choked on the words and started running like the script had said to do when Ren called out to you, only you weren’t sure if you heard it yet or not. “I’m so stupid.” You run out of the metro station and slow to a jog around the corner.
“CUT!” You stopped completely and waited for the director to yell at you for ruining his scene. You were about to wipe the tears off your face but then Yoko came up with a tissue so you did not smear your makeup. “(F/n),” you cringed and looked directly at the director, “That was fantastic, better than my script. I think that’s the only take we need on that scene! Rap it up everyone!” He walked away and you almost fell to your knees, but Yoko caught you.
Seeing Ren and Tanaka approach you, you forced a smile onto your face and began to laugh. “I don’t know what came over me, but I’m glad the director liked it.” Ren smiled back at you, seeming to hold back from saying something in front of you. Tanaka looked at you, obviously not believing your current charade of being okay.
~
Ren and you stood in the recording booth, he on one side of the glass and you on the other with several men and that Haruka girl in the main room. You refused to look at anyone as you looked down at your lyric book, the book the magically appeared in your bag earlier even though you thought you had left it at home this morning. The music started and Ren began, “She won’t look my way, all because of a flush in her face. She refuses to let me show her affections, because she won’t let herself have love. I watch her walk away, I wonder how I can get her to stay.” You swallowed hard as his beautiful voice filled the headphones you wore.
A deep breath led into your turn. “He seems a million miles away, a whole different being than I. I see him with the girls who are prettier than I, I can’t trust my emotions when my brain knows I’m not meant for him. Why can’t I give up these feelings, why can’t I return to not caring about love?”
“There’s no turning back, I won’t let her slip away.”
“Why can’t I get away, why don’t I push him far away?”
“She needs to know that she’s the one. She’s the girl with who I want to make my own.”
“Can I believe this wild wish of mine? Can I ever be with anyone, especially him?
The chorus came and our voices joined together. “Love is a crazy thing, but sometimes it’s what you need to breathe. If we follow our hearts, it will seem scary at the start, but we can live a life that will never fall apart. Take my hand, let’s go to a new land. Live out these fantasies that we both want to see. Please let there be a you and me.”
Your emotions took over as you continued the song, not noticing that Ren’s voice also took on a passion different from the usual passion he used in his singing. You only had to touch up two or three parts before your day was done. You bowed to everyone as usual before heading to the parking lot.
You were waiting for Tanaka and Yoko to pull up, but an orange convertible pulled up instead. “I was told to give you a lift home.” Ren looked over his sunglasses and winked. You were tempted to object, but even more tempted to take him up on his offer. The car ride was silent until you realized you drove by your exit to head to the home you shared with the other members of GAL.
“Where are we going?” You cocked your head to the side as you ask him this.
With a smirk he says, “I’m taking my little tarantula to get some grasshoppers and caterpillars to eat.” You narrowed your eyes at him.
“That better be code for the greasiest food I have ever eaten with a side of diabetes.” You retort and elicit a laugh from him.
“We’re almost there so,” he stretched behind him and grabbed a bag from the backseat, “Put on this wig and sunglasses.” You looked into the bag and pulled out a long brown wig with braids on the sides and a pair of pink sunglasses with Pyo on the sides. Shaking your head, you put on the wig and then contemplate the sunglasses.
You reached over to Ren and took his sunglasses, replacing them with the pink ones and putting his aviators on your own face. “Tarantulas have to take care of their many eyes and need to be able to camouflage themselves. I’m sure you understand.” You grin evilly at him.
“Of course, anything for my little tarantula. Now, hand me my wig from the glove box.”
“If I knew we were going to go out in full getup, I would have brought my Survey Corps Cape and 3DMG model gear.” You say as you awkwardly situate a wig onto his head.
“You’re what? Are you an Otaku or something?”
“Don’t make me get heichou.”
“What?”
“Just drive pretty boy.”
“So you think I’m pretty?” He looks over to you with a single eyebrow raised.
“Well, you aren’t the ugliest thing I’ve seen.”
“What was that Ms. Tarantula?”
“Fight me, Ren.”
Your emotions were still a mess, but you might as well enjoy what time you have together and live without regrets. Get through each day as it comes, right?
You ended up at your favorite pizza joint on the outskirts of Tokyo. You got a table in the back corner away from the windows and awkwardly sat there in sunglasses and wigs. The time was more enjoyable than you thought and the ride home was filled with playful banter and laughs.
You noticed that Ren no longer flirted with you as he did the other girls. He merely teased and picked on you. Was he treating you like a sibling or kid of some sort? This last question haunted you that night when you lay in bed staring at the ceiling.
~
You prepared yourself mentally while pacing your dressing room backstage. You were holding a mini concert the day of GAL’s first full album release and your nerves were all over the place. Not only was this your first live performance since you were hospitalized, but it was also the day before your last day of drama shooting. So much was going through your head at once.
You decided to pace the hallway when you noticed the security arguing with someone. Adjusting your top and skirt, you approach them and realize that the one arguing with the security guards is Ren. You came to stand between the guards and Ren with an obvious ‘what the hell’ look on your face.
“I came to wish you all good luck on your first concert; it’s packed out there but all of us from STARISH will be watching from the audience.” He leaned closer and smiled. You couldn’t believe he was here right now. Your heart went into overdrive and butterflies went from flitting in your gut to mauling its lining. “Also,” from behind his back he pulled out a bouquet of black roses and your heart sank, “I got this for a beautiful lady whom I am here to support fully.” You swallowed hard and forced a smile onto your face.
“I see.” He practically forced the bouquet onto you and you took it with shaking hands. Forcing the brightest smile you could, you cheerfully say, “I will take these to Tanaka right away. It’s good that you know what her favorite flowers are.” You turned on your heel while he stood stock still. You speed walked to Tanaka’s room and shoved the flowers onto her the moment she appeared. “Ren brought these for you.” You mumble before heading to Yoko’s room.
You all stood on stage minutes later. You don’t know what came over you, but something fierce pushed through you as you moved and sang with so much power and presence that it stunned the other members of GAL as well as the fans.
Maybe, just maybe, you were putting on your best performance to get rid of these feelings and let the man you love go as he watches this. Maybe this was your silent farewell to him before your final performance in the drama with him tomorrow. This is how you would get through tomorrow. You struck the final pose of the performance and let the tears you held back fall down your cheeks.
~
You had just gotten your makeup done so you weren’t a tarantula when you were called to set. You did your best to clear out your personal emotions and focus on being the character only. You did not want this love confession scene with Ren’s character to mess you up or get your hopes up. You were about to go on set when Tanaka showed up and pulled you aside.
“(F/n), listen, are you sure those black roses were for me? Because, look.” She handed you the vase of roses, a card sticking out of the bunch in a white contrast. You looked at the name, your eyes widening.
To My Little Tarantula
XOXO Ren
You blinked at it several times but did not have time to think it all through before the scene began. You got into character and went into the living room set-up. You did your best not to freeze up when you saw Ren sitting on the arm of the couch.
“It’s about time you got back.” He said as he stood.
“What are you doing? Shouldn’t you be with her?” You looked away and did your best to keep in character.
“I couldn’t be with her. Because I want you.”
“Don’t be crazy. We’re two tot-” You were cut off but Ren grabbing your face and putting his lips against yours. Your (e/c) eyes widened because a real kiss was not in the script, and the fake kiss was supposed to be at the very end. You attempted to push him back, but he snaled one arm around your waist and put his free hand behind your head to keep you flush against him.
You gave in and closed your eyes, allowing yourself to melt into his kiss. When he pulled away, he gazed down at you with his blue eyes sparkling. “I’m in love with you. Don’t ask me why or how, but I am. No matter how I tried to like other girls who seemed like my type, I couldn’t draw myself away from you.” You looked away from him and put your forehead against his chest.
“You’re crazy and this is stupid and irrational...” You spoke out only to have him hold you tighter to him. “But...But I don’t want to go back now. I guess that makes me crazy and stupid and irrational...”
“And in love.” He finished even though that was not a line his character had. Why wasn’t the director yelling cut?
“Y-Yeah.”
“Say it.”
“It’s not easy for me. You’re used to saying it to all the girls.” I spoke honestly.
“But it took a lot for me to say it to the one I truly love.” Your eyes widened and you looked up only to have the tip of your nose kissed. “I really do love you.” His hand left the back of your head to hold your cheek. “Please tell me you do too.”
You had no idea what your character would say in that moment, so you followed your heart. Moving that strand of hair between his eyes, you got on your tiptoes and say, “I love you.” You then pressed your lips against his.
“CUT!” You jumped out of Ren’s grip and took a few huge steps back away from him. “You guys keep doing your own thing, but I’m loving it! That’s a rap for this one! Let’s break out the cake and thank our fantastic idols!” The crew began to clap and all the idols working the mini drama bowed and thanked the crew for all they did.
You were about to make a break for it when Ren grabbed your hand in a tight grip and pulled out out of the studio and down the hall. He took you to the makeup room where you first met and sat you down in the chair with your name on it. You were still too stunned and confused to say anything.
“That was not my character alone talking. I know this sounds crazy, but I, the chick magnet, passionate member of STARISH have fallen for this girl who thinks she looks like a tarantula without makeup on. That’s right.” You opened your mouth to say something, but nothing came out. With a sigh, he continues, “This idol has found his tarantula and he does not want to give her up at all. I know we will be touring with different groups and doing different gigs, but I want to make time for you and text you and call you everyday and meet up and be carefree with you whenever I’m able to. I want my heart to pound like it does when I see you every day. Don’t let my reputation ruin my chances with you.” His blue eyes looked all over your face for a reaction.
You looked down at your lap for a few seconds before looking up and letting a smile pull your lips as far as they could go. “Tarantulas do have a soft spot for pretty boy idols sometimes.” You decided to live in the moment just now. Take each day as it comes, right?
You wrapped your arms around his neck and he leaned down enough to kiss you. It was a sweet kiss that ended all too soon. “Can I ask why you called yourself a tarantula that first time we met?” You paused and thought about it for a minute.
“Honestly, I’m not sure. I guess because tarantulas are considered hideous and I wasn’t wearing makeup?”
“Well, you’re the prettiest tarantula I know, and you’re my tarantula.” You rolled your eyes and pulled him down for another kiss.
BONUS
Ren stood in front of you with a look of confusion and bafflement on his face. You had just put his hair up into a ponytail and handed a pair of goggles before going to put on your black wig styled in an undercut. “Why are there so many straps?” He asked.
“Because they are needed to wear the 3DMG.” You respond as you put on black eyeliner and adjust the cravat at your neck.
“Why do you look like a dude?” He asked.
“Because I’m Lance Corporal Levi Ackerman of the Survey Corps, duh.”
With a scrunched brow, he asks, “Then who am I?”
“Hanji Zoe, crazy scientist and Squad Leader.”
“Wait, am I dressed as a girl character?” His blue eyes looked down at you in surprise.
“Yep. You’re too tall to be Levi, plus, you didn’t think I would let you get away with calling me tarantula all the time, did you?” He stared down at you in sheer disbelief while you grinned like a Cheshire cat.
“It’s bad enough our first date involves cosplaying and going to a convention, but now we’re gender swapping?” He shook his head in disbelief while you put on your green cloak.
“Tch, enough complaining Captain Zoe. Put on your cloak so we can head out.” You teased and handed him his cloak. He put it on with some effort. You were fixing one of your straps when Ren leaned down and picked you up, putting you over his shoulder as he began to walk towards the couch. “What are you doing, Ren?” You demanded to know as you struggled in his grip.
“I don’t know who you are talking to, Lance Corporal Tarantula. But, anyway, I’m about to show my girlfriend what couples should do with their extra time before a date instead of sassing each other.” Your face flushed as he sat you down on the couch and smiled at you with that lady killing smile.
“Your charms don’t work on tarantulas.”
“Which is why I love them, especially this one.” His lips met yours.
Moving to the rhythm with more grace than you thought possible, you finished the dance routine with your right hip popped out with your right hand on it and your left arm up in the air. You panted the slightest bit until the music in the background stopped completely. You released the pose with a huff and a small smile in the direction of your group members.
“You really have improved (F/n).” Yoko pulled her blond hair up into a fresh ponytail and patted your shoulder.
“It’s about time. You’re fit to tour with us at last.” Yoko’s dark haired counterpart and rapper of the group, Tanaka, monotoned before walking out of the dance room. You swallowed hard and smiled at her retreating figure.
Yoko took your hand, pulled you from the room, and headed down the long wide hallway of the studio. “We have the first scene for the drama with those cuties from STARISH in a few minutes, so get yourself all fixed up.” She kissed my cheek and went further down the hall.
“STARISH?” You whispered to yourself. You had heard of their fast-track rise in social media and pop culture these past few weeks, but you had yet to really look into them or meet them. You had been hospitalized for two months due to an unexpected illness and your mind has been in a dark place for an even longer time, but you were not going to let that affect your career.
You changed into black leggings and a large shirt that went to your knees and had a picture of a sloth with a galaxy background. You tied up your pink combat boots and clipped back the pieces of (h/c) hair that hung in your face while leaving the rest down around your shoulders.
Stepping out of the room, you smelled something delicious beside the makeup room. Not caring about your weight as much as you used to, you walked right past the makeup room and found yourself in the snack room. Refreshments filled four tables that lined the walls of the room and a drink table stood next to the door. You got yourself a piping hot plate of mini cheese steak sandwiches and grabbed some chips as well.
You went to the makeup room to find no artists there to help you. You took a seat with your name on it and dug into the meal before you. You had your last sandwich in your mouth and had begun to apply eye shadow to your eyelids when you heard someone walk in. A small knock on the door and a, “May I come in, my lady?”, had you turning with a small scream, the sandwich falling onto the makeup desk.
“Don’t come in! I still look like a tarantula!” You scream at the guy in the doorway. His orange tinted hair swayed to the side and his blue eyes widened the slightest bit.
“Tarantula? You do not resemble a tarantula.” He flashed a smile that was sure to make girls squeal. It then dawned on you that he belonged to STARISH.
“Oh, I do. A tarantula with eyeshadow on.” You pick the sandwich up off of the table and bite into it while he stands stunned at the door. “Anyway,” you say after you swallow the food in your mouth, “What did you need?” You turn back to the makeup desk and add some black eyeliner.
Clearing his throat he says, “I came to get you for the scene. We start in ten minutes.” Your eyes widen and you briskly apply some mascara.
“Want some chips?” You ask him as you start to walk past him. He blinked in surprise before taking a single chip off of the plate.
“Thank you, my lady.” He winked one blue eye at you and the two of you began to walk down the hall.
Unable to hold yourself back, you look to him and blurt out one question. “Why do you finish everything with ‘my lady’? It makes me feel like an old lady or dog.” He almost trips over his own feet at your words. A smile formed on your lips as you get ahead of him and turn around to say, “I get that you are supposed to be the chick magnet of STARISH, but you do not have to keep it up with fellow idols. Let’s keep it upbeat and relaxed.”
“You are something else...”
“Thank you.” You grinned from ear to ear. Bowing to him, you say, “I look forward to working with you. Please take care of me!” You straightened yourself before jogging into studio room C-2.
Ren stood in utter surprise outside of the studio door. He could not believe a girl such as you could exist. He shook his head a little and thought back to minutes earlier.
Ren leaned against the wall with Masato stiffly looking about and Cecil eagerly greeting everyone in sight. His eyes focused in on the member of GAL with long dark hair. Tanaka Hirowashi was the fierce, cool, beautiful rapper of the group and Ren felt that a beauty such as her would be perfect in a star studded relationship. She would set of his cool, sexy, charming self perfectly on the cover of celebrity magazines and rag sheets around the world.
“Jinguji,” Masato said and Ren looked over to his friend who wore an almost blank expression, “The dating restrictions have only been lifted three days, and you are already looking for a girl?”
“I’ve always been one to look, but now I’m allowed to touch.” He winked at his friend after saying this. Masato flushed a light pink and Cecil came over with a huge grin on his face.
“We got our song pairings!” He handed the papers to the others and hopped up and down with joy. “I get to work with (F/n)! I am very excited.” Cecil vigorously flipped through his music and did his best to hide the rest of his excitement.
Ren smirked to himself. “I got Tanaka.” It seemed as if this were destiny.
Yoko Kurunai ran up to the guys with a concerned look on her face. “Have you guys seen (F/n)? She wasn’t at makeup and she isn’t in her dressing room.” The blond member of GAL looked from each member to the other.
“No worries, my lady.” He patted her shoulder and turned away from her. “I will find her for you.” He strode away, effortlessly looking like a model. He heard humming coming from the makeup room and stood in the doorway. He knocked on the door, “May I come in, my lady?”
He jumped a little as you turned and screamed after a sandwich of some sort fell from your mouth to the makeup table under you. “Don’t come in! I still look like a tarantula!” His orange tinted hair swayed to the side and his blue eyes widened the slightest bit. He was surprised by many things, so it took a moment for the tarantula part to sink in.
“Tarantula? You do not resemble a tarantula.” He flashed a smile in hopes of making you feel giddy. It was nice to know that now he could use his charm to get girls hooked and keep them.
“Oh, I do. A tarantula with eyeshadow on.” Ren watched you pick the sandwich up off of the table and bite into it while he debated what to do or say next. “Anyway,” you snap him out of his small confused daze, “What did you need?” You turn back to the makeup desk as you ask him the question.
Clearing his throat he says, “I came to get you for the scene. We start in ten minutes.” He watched you hurry up and, on the way out, you offered him a chip. Oddly enough, he accepted a chip and he walked with you down the hall. Out of the blue you look up at him when he had already been blatantly looking at you.
“Why do you finish everything with ‘my lady’? It makes me feel like an old lady or dog.” His feet failed him and it took all he had not to stumble over himself. His blue eyes met your (e/c) ones and he saw a glimmer of amusement in your little galaxies.
“I get that you are supposed to be the chick magnet of STARISH, but you do not have to keep it up with fellow idols. Let’s keep it upbeat and relaxed.” She followed up with this.
“You are something else...” He found that he could not find anything else to say.
“Thank you.” You grinned from ear to ear. Bowing to him, you say, “I look forward to working with you. Please take care of me!” He watched as you straightened yourself and jogged into the studio.
With an odd feeling in his gut, he entered the studio. He saw you shake hands with Cecil and that feeling in his gut took control and led him to the director. “May I ask a huge favor?” He smiled.
You liked Cecil and his attitude toward the project at hand. You prayed to whoever was out there that your song collaboration would be a beautiful success and that your acting flowed well together. The director came forward with papers in hand. “I apologize everyone, but we have made some changes to the mini drama. Come here and get your new scripts.” With a scrunched brow, you go and receive the still hot papers that must have been printed just recently.
Your (e/c) eyes widened in surprise as you realized you were now paired up with someone else and your character changed completely. Gazing over at your new partner, he winked at you. “Let us do our best, my tarantula.” Your jaw dropped.
~
Week one consisted of table readings and getting the music for our pair songs. Week two started the opening scenes to each pair’s individual mini drama.You were surprised by the dedication Ren had to his acting and even more to the song. Currently, you were in the refreshments room of the music studio to work on the song for your drama. You were swaying back and forth and humming as you made yourself a fancy coffee drink. “You seem in a chipper mood, my tarantula.” Your eye twitched at the nickname and you did not need to turn around in order to know who it is.
“Can you refrain from calling me that? I’m wearing makeup so I’m not a tarantula at the moment.” You knew a smug look of amusement took control of his features, another reason you refused to look at him.
“Well, you do not like ‘my lady’ so this is your alternative.” You roll your eyes and felt him come up close behind you.
You were about to retort when another voice interrupted it all, “(F/n), do not forget you have your interview tomorrow morning.” You turned to find Tanaka and Masato from STARISH in the doorway. You nodded to her with a big smile.
“Of course! It’s my first interview since the incident. I wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You gave her a thumbs up and she seemed assured by your well being by this. Masato gave you a small nod while you beamed a smile at him. You glanced up at Ren and noticed his gaze on Tanaka. Something seemed to click and you grinned at him.
He watched as the two left so you nudged him in the ribs. His blue orbs gazed down at you through his orange hair, the one piece that hung down and separated his eyes being the most prominent feature at the moment. You wiggled your eyebrows and bumped your hip against his.
“Ren and Tanaka sitting in a tree, k-i-s-s-i-n-g.” You made a kissy face at him and his eyebrows rose in sheer surprise of your actions.
“What are you even going on about?” His question did not fool you.
“I saw your eyes on Tanaka. She’s not into dating regardless of the lift on dating restrictions. But, my god sir, I wish you luck.” You tipped your head to him before grabbing your drink and taking a long obnoxious sip.
“What are you drinking?” He bent down and put the straw right between his own lips before you could answer. “Mmmm, you create delicacies like an angel.” He grinned and you put two of your fingers on his forehead, shoving his head back away from your drink.
“I literally just made an iced coffee drink. Don’t get too ahead of yourself and save the flirting for your fans. Now, if you’ll excuse me,” you picked up a green cloak from the edge of the table and put it on, “I have to get back to writing the lyrics.” You jogged out of the room with your green cosplay cloak floating behind you.
~
You had been writing lyrics and scratching them out for hours, Ren sitting in a spinning chair beside you on his phone. You glanced over at him and noticed a picture of GAL on it. You then watched as he scrolled through the pictures of Tanaka. He had it bad. Something in your chest ached a little bit when you saw it, but you pushed it away. You had to focus on your career no matter what. You would not hold GAL back any longer.
“Hey, (F/n), your acting is perfect. Your character is the serious, strong, independent, untrusting character in the series who doesn’t believe in love at first sight or that any guy would be interested in her, which seems to be the total opposite of you.” Ren glanced up at you for a second.
“Okay...and?” You had to admit it aggravated you a little bit.
“Can you convey your character’s feelings into the song? This song is the most important part to me.” His dead serious gaze was met by one of your own. You nodded slowly to this.
“My character is not as far off from who I really am as you think. I can sing this song.” You broke off the gaze with those blue eyes and began to tap your pen against your lips. Silence filled the room until you could not help but look over at him again. You had to admit he was mega attractive, and his voice was beyond enticing. Something about him made you ache for filming because, during those times of acting, you could express your romantic interest that you hid and refused to accept the rest of the time.
Ren had stopped on a picture of Tanaka again when you glanced down at his phone, so you quickly looked away. You put on headphones and listened to the music assigned to Ren and yourself, ink flowing from your pen onto the paper in a hurried manner.
You had no idea how much time passed when you lifted your head from the table. You groggily looked around and were about to give up and sink back into the comfort of sleep when you noticed Ren’s face beside yours when you turned onto your other cheek. His orange lashes touched his cheeks and his breath was easy.
You moved unconsciously and touched his lips lightly, trailing your fingers down the side of his cheek and jawline. He moved the slightest bit and your hand whipped back to your side, heart beating fiercely against your ribcage as you realized how creepy you were being.
You ran your hands through your (h/c) hair, pulling it back from your face before you stood up and stretched, your body stiff from sleeping in the chair. The clock said ten fifteen pm and you realized you had been asleep a good three hours. Something slid off of your body and fell to the floor. You blinked down at it for a few seconds before realizing it was a very stylish leather jacket. You picked it up and realized it was Ren’s. You smiled to yourself as your heartbeat skyrocketed to a mile a minute and butterflies filled your stomach.
You placed his jacket over his shoulders and, without thinking, planted a kiss on his forehead and ran from the room. You went to a vending machine and bought two cans of coffee before returning, a smiling Ren sitting there staring at you when you returned. “I got some coffee for us...” You drift off as he stands and approaches you, leaning down so that his face hovers over yours.
“I know what you did.” He smiled even more.
With wide eyes and a shot of adrenaline due to nervousness, you put a can of the hot coffee up in front of his face. You moved away from him the moment he accepted the can and moved back to your chair, rushing to grab your things. You slipped your jean jacket on and threw your large bag over your shoulder, something feeling off as you brushed past him. “I finished my part of the lyrics so I will see you at filming tomorrow afternoon.” You left him standing there as you hurried out of the building.
Your face was beet red when Yoko pulled up and you threw yourself into the passenger’s seat of the gray car. “Did something happen?” She looked at you with wiggling eyebrows. Not wanting her to discover the budding feelings you had for Ren, you shook your head.
“I just don’t feel good.” You murmured as despair began to slowly sink in. He obviously had a thing for Tanaka, but here you were doing such childish things and having these pointless feelings. You knew you needed to focus solely on your career, so why couldn’t you get rid of these feelings and emotions?
“Should I get you to the hospital?” Her tone turned serious and concerned in a matter of seconds.
“No, I just need to get some sleep.”
Ren stood with a smile on his lips. You were pretty adorable, he had to admit it. He felt as if it had been a successful evening. He had not written a single lyric, but he did research the group in depth and discovered that GAL’s debut was late because of the hospitalization of (F/n). There wasn’t too much given away, but he knew you to be a fighter. He liked that you acted as if it never really happened and that you were problem free.
You were inspiring.
And adorable.
Very adorable.
He was glad you woke him up when you were touching his face. He had to admit that the kiss on the forehead surprised him, but your reaction made him feel great. You may not be the sexy rapper of the group, but you had something he found himself naturally drawn to. Your everyday goofiness and charm added in with the depth of your personality and your abundance of talent made you irresistible.
He could not wait to gouge more cute reactions out of you. He knew it wasn’t the best way to get a girl, but teasing you was just too much fun and it let him see just how much you liked him. He was sure you liked him. You had to.
Why else would you kiss his forehead while he slept?
He gathered his empty notebook meant for song lyrics and noticed another notebook; this notebook being (f/c) and covered in little chibi character anime stickers. He picked up the book and opened the first page to see (F/n) (L/n) written in bold. He smiled to himself as he flipped through the pages, various songs and bits of choruses scattered out throughout the pages. Some of the themes were enough to bring tears to the eyes of the listeners while the others were encouraging or dance worthy.
His hands paused as he found your lyrics for the duet with him. He read over them several times before realizing the extent of your feelings and how you must truly feel for him. These lyrics seemed too personal to be meant for a character on a mini drama, right? Were these the feelings of your character or, he hoped, were these your true feelings for him?
Sitting back down in the spinning chair, he opened the can of coffee and flipped to a blank page in his lyrics book. He picked up the headphones you had been using and listened to the song a few times, humming your lyrics at the correct spots before writing in his own where it was needed. This song would be his favorite one.
~
You smiled at the camera and gave a peace sign. “It’s good to be here, thank you for having me.” You watched as the audience cheered for you and you had to blink back tears; it was amazing to be here after everything that had happened, and to still have so many fans. The host moved to the edge of his seat and handed you a rose. “Thank you.” You say surprised.
“So, you made the top ten in Most Dateable Celebrities this month, what are your thoughts on dating?” He wiggled his eyebrows and the audience went ‘oooohhhh’.
You smiled big and looked down at the rose. “Well, I thought I was too weird to be dateable, so I’m a little stunned.” You had no idea, but the magazine article was large on the back screen and, sure enough, there you were at number four. “I’m just now debuting with GAL and I just got my health back, so I think I’m going to focus on my career instead of my romance life.” You honestly spoke.
The host leaned in closer and your face flushed a bit. “Is there anyone in your romance life right now? Maybe a fellow Idol?” Your face turned a light pink all over as you began an awkward laugh.
“I-I don’t really want to say. I mean, well, I have interest in a guy, but, well, yeah. Work first. I have to get on his level first before I even consider something beyond friendship.” The audience was going mad. Girls were cheering while guys were indecisively cheering and booing.
“You are a beautiful, talented, sweet, funny girl, why not try? Go for it! You are only young once!” The host prodded on. You shook your head no vigorously.
“Right now, I’m focusing on my work so that I can make my fans happy with my music and work.”
You turned off the television that showed the pre-taped show from this morning. You felt like such a dufus. You totally screwed up the interview. Ren wouldn’t think that was about him, would he? Who were you kidding! He probably had no idea it was on. If it were Tanaka surely he would watch it in a heartbeat.
You groaned out of frustration just as someone patted you on the shoulder. You jumped up in your seat and looked up to see green eyes. “Hi (F/n)! I saw some of your morning interview on my phone just now. Great job!” Cecil smiled down at you, his green eyes gleaming. You returned the smile and stood up so he did not have to look as far down at you.
“Thanks Cecil. I have my doubts about how I did.” He points to the door and you nod, continuing the conversation as you go. You two chat as you make your way to the refreshments down the hall. You could smell the fresh donuts and Cecil and you shared a look before racing to them. Since all the mini dramas intertwined with each other, Cecil’s character ended up being your character’s best friend; this led to a pretty good friendship off screen.
“Shoot!”
“Shoot!”
“Shoot!”
“YES! Victory!” You had a rock-paper-scissors battle over the last eclair before you shoved one end of it in your mouth, doing a victory dance as Cecil pouted and looked at his hand in disappointment.
“Best three out of five!” He declared as he reached for the treat in your mouth. You danced away from his attempt and twirled around the edge of the table. You noticed Yoko and Tanaka approach the table, wiggling their eyes at you and Cecil the entire time. You scrunched your brow in confusion before dodging Cecil’s latest attempt in the nick of time.
Your group mates sent you kissy faces while your confusion only grew worse. No way they could think you liked Cecil...right? That’s crazy.
“Yes, my little lamb, Cecil is right over there fighting for food like a dog.” Cecil’s and your heads snapped to the left to find Ren and a girl with short hair and big eyes coming your way. The girl held a book of music sheets and waved to Cecil.
“Please don’t call me a dog, I prefer cat.” Cecil said before walking over to the girl. “Haruka! What are you doing here?” He took the girl’s hands and beamed her a smile you never thought he could possess. It seemed special.
“Our little lamb here brought us our song for next week’s new phone commercial, so we just need to find Syo yet. This song is better than our first one.” Ren smiled down at the girl and your heart sank. Did he like this Haruka too? Or Tanaka? Maybe both? You shook your head and took a large bite out of your eclair before grabbing a second donut and walking away briskly.
Yoko and Tanaka hugged you as you stopped halfway down the hallway and dropped your donut on the floor without meaning to. “It’s okay. He is not the only guy out there.” Yoko said kindly as she pressed her head into the crook of your neck.
“He won’t matter once we get into another job and get too busy to date.” Tanaka added and squeezed your hand encouragingly. You were not entirely sure if they understood which guy you were upset over, but what did it matter at this point?
He gazed at Tanaka’s pictures for a long time last night.
And that Haruka girl is his ‘little lamb’.
All you were to him was a tarantula who occasionally wears makeup.
You bit your bottom lip and made sure not to release the tears damming up inside of you. You calmed yourself and removed yourself from the other two. With a big smile and a cheery tone, you say, “I’m not going to be down! Let’s ace today’s filming and recording and go to the best pizza joint in Japan!” You fist pumped the air, your group mates joining in and you all burst out into laughter.
You just had to stay positive and get through the days as they came!
~
You pulled your cropped jacket closer to your body as you stopped jogging and looked around anxiously. The scene took place at a local subway station so, in your peripheral vision, you saw people stopping to watch from behind the line of security. The extras did their best not to oogle at all of the idols acting around them.
You stayed in character as you jogged a little further down and desperately looked for Ren and Tanaka, both of whom were in character and supposed to be talking about who they loved. In the end, you knew Ren’s character would admit love for yours, but the situation seemed so close to your real situation that it hurt; it hurt because you knew it would not end in the same way as the drama.
You stopped moving right at the loading platform just as the metro pulled away, just like you were supposed to. You panted lightly, hoping the mic you had on the jacket collar didn’t pick up too much of it. Your (e/c) eyes widened just like in the script, but they began to glisten against your will. You looked at Ren and Tanaka standing in front of each other, staring intently into each other’s eyes and leaning closer, whispering lines you could not hear and had refused to memorize since this scene had no speaking lines for you.
It felt almost real.
Your chest tightened and something warm began to go down your cheeks. Why were you crying? This wasn’t in the script! You turned away before the cue, but you didn’t care. You started to speed walk away. You glanced over your shoulder where your tear filled eyes met Ren’s surprised blue eyes. You snapped your head forward. You might as well add lib since you already messed up the scene.
“What was I thinking?” You whisper to yourself. “No guy would choose me over someone like her, over any other girl even...” You choked on the words and started running like the script had said to do when Ren called out to you, only you weren’t sure if you heard it yet or not. “I’m so stupid.” You run out of the metro station and slow to a jog around the corner.
“CUT!” You stopped completely and waited for the director to yell at you for ruining his scene. You were about to wipe the tears off your face but then Yoko came up with a tissue so you did not smear your makeup. “(F/n),” you cringed and looked directly at the director, “That was fantastic, better than my script. I think that’s the only take we need on that scene! Rap it up everyone!” He walked away and you almost fell to your knees, but Yoko caught you.
Seeing Ren and Tanaka approach you, you forced a smile onto your face and began to laugh. “I don’t know what came over me, but I’m glad the director liked it.” Ren smiled back at you, seeming to hold back from saying something in front of you. Tanaka looked at you, obviously not believing your current charade of being okay.
~
Ren and you stood in the recording booth, he on one side of the glass and you on the other with several men and that Haruka girl in the main room. You refused to look at anyone as you looked down at your lyric book, the book the magically appeared in your bag earlier even though you thought you had left it at home this morning. The music started and Ren began, “She won’t look my way, all because of a flush in her face. She refuses to let me show her affections, because she won’t let herself have love. I watch her walk away, I wonder how I can get her to stay.” You swallowed hard as his beautiful voice filled the headphones you wore.
A deep breath led into your turn. “He seems a million miles away, a whole different being than I. I see him with the girls who are prettier than I, I can’t trust my emotions when my brain knows I’m not meant for him. Why can’t I give up these feelings, why can’t I return to not caring about love?”
“There’s no turning back, I won’t let her slip away.”
“Why can’t I get away, why don’t I push him far away?”
“She needs to know that she’s the one. She’s the girl with who I want to make my own.”
“Can I believe this wild wish of mine? Can I ever be with anyone, especially him?
The chorus came and our voices joined together. “Love is a crazy thing, but sometimes it’s what you need to breathe. If we follow our hearts, it will seem scary at the start, but we can live a life that will never fall apart. Take my hand, let’s go to a new land. Live out these fantasies that we both want to see. Please let there be a you and me.”
Your emotions took over as you continued the song, not noticing that Ren’s voice also took on a passion different from the usual passion he used in his singing. You only had to touch up two or three parts before your day was done. You bowed to everyone as usual before heading to the parking lot.
You were waiting for Tanaka and Yoko to pull up, but an orange convertible pulled up instead. “I was told to give you a lift home.” Ren looked over his sunglasses and winked. You were tempted to object, but even more tempted to take him up on his offer. The car ride was silent until you realized you drove by your exit to head to the home you shared with the other members of GAL.
“Where are we going?” You cocked your head to the side as you ask him this.
With a smirk he says, “I’m taking my little tarantula to get some grasshoppers and caterpillars to eat.” You narrowed your eyes at him.
“That better be code for the greasiest food I have ever eaten with a side of diabetes.” You retort and elicit a laugh from him.
“We’re almost there so,” he stretched behind him and grabbed a bag from the backseat, “Put on this wig and sunglasses.” You looked into the bag and pulled out a long brown wig with braids on the sides and a pair of pink sunglasses with Pyo on the sides. Shaking your head, you put on the wig and then contemplate the sunglasses.
You reached over to Ren and took his sunglasses, replacing them with the pink ones and putting his aviators on your own face. “Tarantulas have to take care of their many eyes and need to be able to camouflage themselves. I’m sure you understand.” You grin evilly at him.
“Of course, anything for my little tarantula. Now, hand me my wig from the glove box.”
“If I knew we were going to go out in full getup, I would have brought my Survey Corps Cape and 3DMG model gear.” You say as you awkwardly situate a wig onto his head.
“You’re what? Are you an Otaku or something?”
“Don’t make me get heichou.”
“What?”
“Just drive pretty boy.”
“So you think I’m pretty?” He looks over to you with a single eyebrow raised.
“Well, you aren’t the ugliest thing I’ve seen.”
“What was that Ms. Tarantula?”
“Fight me, Ren.”
Your emotions were still a mess, but you might as well enjoy what time you have together and live without regrets. Get through each day as it comes, right?
You ended up at your favorite pizza joint on the outskirts of Tokyo. You got a table in the back corner away from the windows and awkwardly sat there in sunglasses and wigs. The time was more enjoyable than you thought and the ride home was filled with playful banter and laughs.
You noticed that Ren no longer flirted with you as he did the other girls. He merely teased and picked on you. Was he treating you like a sibling or kid of some sort? This last question haunted you that night when you lay in bed staring at the ceiling.
~
You prepared yourself mentally while pacing your dressing room backstage. You were holding a mini concert the day of GAL’s first full album release and your nerves were all over the place. Not only was this your first live performance since you were hospitalized, but it was also the day before your last day of drama shooting. So much was going through your head at once.
You decided to pace the hallway when you noticed the security arguing with someone. Adjusting your top and skirt, you approach them and realize that the one arguing with the security guards is Ren. You came to stand between the guards and Ren with an obvious ‘what the hell’ look on your face.
“I came to wish you all good luck on your first concert; it’s packed out there but all of us from STARISH will be watching from the audience.” He leaned closer and smiled. You couldn’t believe he was here right now. Your heart went into overdrive and butterflies went from flitting in your gut to mauling its lining. “Also,” from behind his back he pulled out a bouquet of black roses and your heart sank, “I got this for a beautiful lady whom I am here to support fully.” You swallowed hard and forced a smile onto your face.
“I see.” He practically forced the bouquet onto you and you took it with shaking hands. Forcing the brightest smile you could, you cheerfully say, “I will take these to Tanaka right away. It’s good that you know what her favorite flowers are.” You turned on your heel while he stood stock still. You speed walked to Tanaka’s room and shoved the flowers onto her the moment she appeared. “Ren brought these for you.” You mumble before heading to Yoko’s room.
You all stood on stage minutes later. You don’t know what came over you, but something fierce pushed through you as you moved and sang with so much power and presence that it stunned the other members of GAL as well as the fans.
Maybe, just maybe, you were putting on your best performance to get rid of these feelings and let the man you love go as he watches this. Maybe this was your silent farewell to him before your final performance in the drama with him tomorrow. This is how you would get through tomorrow. You struck the final pose of the performance and let the tears you held back fall down your cheeks.
~
You had just gotten your makeup done so you weren’t a tarantula when you were called to set. You did your best to clear out your personal emotions and focus on being the character only. You did not want this love confession scene with Ren’s character to mess you up or get your hopes up. You were about to go on set when Tanaka showed up and pulled you aside.
“(F/n), listen, are you sure those black roses were for me? Because, look.” She handed you the vase of roses, a card sticking out of the bunch in a white contrast. You looked at the name, your eyes widening.
To My Little Tarantula
XOXO Ren
You blinked at it several times but did not have time to think it all through before the scene began. You got into character and went into the living room set-up. You did your best not to freeze up when you saw Ren sitting on the arm of the couch.
“It’s about time you got back.” He said as he stood.
“What are you doing? Shouldn’t you be with her?” You looked away and did your best to keep in character.
“I couldn’t be with her. Because I want you.”
“Don’t be crazy. We’re two tot-” You were cut off but Ren grabbing your face and putting his lips against yours. Your (e/c) eyes widened because a real kiss was not in the script, and the fake kiss was supposed to be at the very end. You attempted to push him back, but he snaled one arm around your waist and put his free hand behind your head to keep you flush against him.
You gave in and closed your eyes, allowing yourself to melt into his kiss. When he pulled away, he gazed down at you with his blue eyes sparkling. “I’m in love with you. Don’t ask me why or how, but I am. No matter how I tried to like other girls who seemed like my type, I couldn’t draw myself away from you.” You looked away from him and put your forehead against his chest.
“You’re crazy and this is stupid and irrational...” You spoke out only to have him hold you tighter to him. “But...But I don’t want to go back now. I guess that makes me crazy and stupid and irrational...”
“And in love.” He finished even though that was not a line his character had. Why wasn’t the director yelling cut?
“Y-Yeah.”
“Say it.”
“It’s not easy for me. You’re used to saying it to all the girls.” I spoke honestly.
“But it took a lot for me to say it to the one I truly love.” Your eyes widened and you looked up only to have the tip of your nose kissed. “I really do love you.” His hand left the back of your head to hold your cheek. “Please tell me you do too.”
You had no idea what your character would say in that moment, so you followed your heart. Moving that strand of hair between his eyes, you got on your tiptoes and say, “I love you.” You then pressed your lips against his.
“CUT!” You jumped out of Ren’s grip and took a few huge steps back away from him. “You guys keep doing your own thing, but I’m loving it! That’s a rap for this one! Let’s break out the cake and thank our fantastic idols!” The crew began to clap and all the idols working the mini drama bowed and thanked the crew for all they did.
You were about to make a break for it when Ren grabbed your hand in a tight grip and pulled out out of the studio and down the hall. He took you to the makeup room where you first met and sat you down in the chair with your name on it. You were still too stunned and confused to say anything.
“That was not my character alone talking. I know this sounds crazy, but I, the chick magnet, passionate member of STARISH have fallen for this girl who thinks she looks like a tarantula without makeup on. That’s right.” You opened your mouth to say something, but nothing came out. With a sigh, he continues, “This idol has found his tarantula and he does not want to give her up at all. I know we will be touring with different groups and doing different gigs, but I want to make time for you and text you and call you everyday and meet up and be carefree with you whenever I’m able to. I want my heart to pound like it does when I see you every day. Don’t let my reputation ruin my chances with you.” His blue eyes looked all over your face for a reaction.
You looked down at your lap for a few seconds before looking up and letting a smile pull your lips as far as they could go. “Tarantulas do have a soft spot for pretty boy idols sometimes.” You decided to live in the moment just now. Take each day as it comes, right?
You wrapped your arms around his neck and he leaned down enough to kiss you. It was a sweet kiss that ended all too soon. “Can I ask why you called yourself a tarantula that first time we met?” You paused and thought about it for a minute.
“Honestly, I’m not sure. I guess because tarantulas are considered hideous and I wasn’t wearing makeup?”
“Well, you’re the prettiest tarantula I know, and you’re my tarantula.” You rolled your eyes and pulled him down for another kiss.
BONUS
Ren stood in front of you with a look of confusion and bafflement on his face. You had just put his hair up into a ponytail and handed a pair of goggles before going to put on your black wig styled in an undercut. “Why are there so many straps?” He asked.
“Because they are needed to wear the 3DMG.” You respond as you put on black eyeliner and adjust the cravat at your neck.
“Why do you look like a dude?” He asked.
“Because I’m Lance Corporal Levi Ackerman of the Survey Corps, duh.”
With a scrunched brow, he asks, “Then who am I?”
“Hanji Zoe, crazy scientist and Squad Leader.”
“Wait, am I dressed as a girl character?” His blue eyes looked down at you in surprise.
“Yep. You’re too tall to be Levi, plus, you didn’t think I would let you get away with calling me tarantula all the time, did you?” He stared down at you in sheer disbelief while you grinned like a Cheshire cat.
“It’s bad enough our first date involves cosplaying and going to a convention, but now we’re gender swapping?” He shook his head in disbelief while you put on your green cloak.
“Tch, enough complaining Captain Zoe. Put on your cloak so we can head out.” You teased and handed him his cloak. He put it on with some effort. You were fixing one of your straps when Ren leaned down and picked you up, putting you over his shoulder as he began to walk towards the couch. “What are you doing, Ren?” You demanded to know as you struggled in his grip.
“I don’t know who you are talking to, Lance Corporal Tarantula. But, anyway, I’m about to show my girlfriend what couples should do with their extra time before a date instead of sassing each other.” Your face flushed as he sat you down on the couch and smiled at you with that lady killing smile.
“Your charms don’t work on tarantulas.”
“Which is why I love them, especially this one.” His lips met yours.
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I know I haven't been writing and posting a lot of fanfic, but I have been more focused on my own original stories. Sorry! I know this is long and my first Uta no Prince Sama fanfic, so I hope everyone enjoys it!
I hope to write more when I have the time this upcoming semester.
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I know I haven't been writing and posting a lot of fanfic, but I have been more focused on my own original stories. Sorry! I know this is long and my first Uta no Prince Sama fanfic, so I hope everyone enjoys it!
I hope to write more when I have the time this upcoming semester.
I HOPE EVERYONE HAD A HAPPY NEW YEAR!
I DO NOT OWN UTA NO PRINCE SAMA OR REN OR YOU!
~ENJOY!~
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