Idol Princess

magicgeekponsol:

tsundere-model:

The intense glare was enough to make him regret his insistence on having Ponsol tag along. Blue eyes opened wide as he bit on his lower lip, soon dropping back to the floor. He felt stupid for expecting anything but this rough treatment. He had allowed the words of apparent concern trick him… but this was the truth. He was hated.

Ponsol was oh so quick to think of the worst possible thing, wasn’t him? He only wanted to break from that routine of avoiding each other… Ridiculous as it might sound, he did missed being able to just.. talk with him. But he guessed it didn’t really mattered… whatever was between them was probably already broken beyond repair.

He had plenty to say in retort to that, and more than enough irritation to shout right back at him… but he didn’t wanted to show his unsightly feelings of anger and frustration to his cousin of all people.

“Whatever” he hissed dejected and irritated. Not even sure what the source of his anger was at this point, if Ponsol’s tone or the way Izumi clung to that playboy’s arm. As if to make his point he reached out for Izumi’s hand, linking it to his own and turning around to start walking. “Let’s get going already.”

That faster they got started the faster this would end. And the sooner he’d get to bury away all the mess of feelings that today had brought to his attention.

[✧ﾟ･*♚*･ﾟ✧ ] He’d gotten an agreement, and so he could relax to a certain degree, but he did get trapped into this situation… one that he didn’t even want to be in to begin with, and he was starting this out being the fourth wheel. Great.

Mentally heaving a sigh, he just retreated into his mind, opting to not think about it too much. IF something were to happen and an altercation results from it, more witnesses to attest for you was better. That was the only real reason he could think of to wanting to have him around for this meeting, and even then he found that very unlikely.

No one here truly wanted him to be here, and he wasn’t stupid enough to think that he was. Regardless of where he went, no one truly wanted him around, and that was a cold-hearted fact. He simply followed the others silently, mulling things over in his mind.

All he could think about was that the younger of the two models was likely terrified of him and that was one networking candidate lost. Tsk.

What a blunder. He really does need to work on that temper of his.

:｡・:*:・ﾟ'☆ It’d be a lie to say Urie wasn’t concerned -even if mildly- about Ponsol’s early comment. Yet, he decided to let it slide for now, other things occupying his mind. Like Izumi promptly holding to his arm in quite the adorable way, as if wanting to be protected -something he would gladly do even without being asked.

Of course, the cousin would notice, now holding Izumi’s hand and pulling her away from Urie, a strong glare directed at him as if to make him step back. A sigh of discontent, the heir of the Fuser reluctantly agreed and stepped back from the blonde.

It was also rather awkward to have Ponsol following from just behind, the one to have originally insisted in having him join now being all mad on his own. This is why men were just no good… He felt so bad for Ponsol, being dragged around by this willful and stupid model…

:｡・:*:・ﾟ'☆ “Izumi-chan you said you liked chocolate the most, right? Because I saw an actual chocolate fountain in one of the stores~ we should go~”

Izumi glances over to Sena. He frowns, worried about the other. He could see and sense something was going on. Sena looked so irritated, displeased, angry. He’s never seen this side of him. It was evident when his cousin took his hand and pulled him away from Urie as he was dragged with him. He could hear it in his voice. He looks down, moving closer to his cousin and he hugged his arm instead.

He should be with Urie, but his cousin needed his attention the most. He nuzzles his head against Sena’s, wanting to get him to relax. He blinked, looking over to Urie when he spoke. His eyes widened and he smiled, practically stopping and forcing his cousin to stop walking.

He felt like chocking again at the confirmation of his worst worries. Everyone listening to Izumi’s cute sounds… on a CD.

… he might actually have to buy that.

Shaken away by his cousin sitting on his lap, Sena turned to look at him directly “Hmn… well, like with every vocal work… vocalization and throat warm ups are important” he was panicking, but what could he say about love making scenes that Izumi didn’t knew already?

“Heh, that’s great Izu-chan~” he commented to the first part of Izumi’s explanation, raising the cup of tea to his mouth with awful timing, the next set of words making him almost choke on it.

And it just got worse, and worse, and worse.

“… intense and heated?” he repeated, as if wishing to have somehow, heard wrong the words. It didn’t seemed like it…

He guessed as the ‘onii-chan’ he seemed more experienced, but truly he had never done anything like that… he hadn’t even kissed anyone before.

Still, the fear of Izumi turning around and asking someone else if Sena didn’t provided… prevented him from showing his weakness.

“… do you wan onii-chan to give you some advice then?” anything for Izumi…

Izumi seemed to not have noticed his cousin’s distress.

He went to his cousin for this because he was much more experienced in his eyes. He would think of him as his ‘senpai’ too. ❝Mhm! You know, the love making scene.❞ He smile widened, nodding ❝Anything!❞ He went over and sat down on his cousin’s lap.

@tsundere-model || x

“My favorite flavor…Hmmm…”

“T’would be a tie between tomato and ketchup~”

“Though I sometimes fancy mayonnaise at times, often pairing it with the ketchup-flavored ice cream~ ‘Tis quite tasty~!”

“Ohhh, those are good choices~ And with such a wonderfully cute shade as well!”

“All right then; let us be off.” Rei held out his hand to Izumi like a gentleman would.

“Yes, yes; I feel so much better now~ Thank you, ohime-chan~! You have brought joy to this old man’s gloomy undead heart.”

“Do allow me to return the favor; would you like some ice cream in this dreary warm weather?”

[*owner of tiny ahoge is pulled down*]

“Ehh…?”

[*owner of tiny ahoge is smooched on the nose*]

“!!!”

“O-Oh…”

“Oh, my…Ohime-chan, please…~”

“Oh.”

“I…suppose I should be flattered~ Oh, you’re such a sweet child~!” [*fondly pats Izumi’s head*]

[*accessorized tiny ahoge flops in defeat*]

[*tiny ahoge has been accessorized!*]

“E-Ehh…?? But, ohime-chan, I’m not a cure for boredom…!”

[*tiny ahoge wriggles in protest????*]

[*tiny ahoge is poked again*]

[*tiny ahoge…twitches???*]

“…What are you doing…??”

@yuuwaku-amor

After the first date during the event, he found Urie to be a joy around. While there was some problems before the first date, he managed to have fun still with both him and his cousin. He almost felt bad for it to end so soon. Almost because Urie asked for a second date. Izumi wasn’t one to turn it down, especially since he wanted to hang out with Urie more. They set up the time, date, and location, promising to make sure to get there.

When that day came, Izumi was having fun. Urie took him to all sorts of places, places that carried yummy sweets. He was having a blast and he even thanked Urie for it too. Though of course, this date was coming to an end as well. It was a shame, Izumi did love being around him. It was nice having to talk to someone who had no connections with his work or someone who wasn’t related to him. Not that he didn’t like it, but he just wanted a different change of pace.

Taking the last bite of his watermelon soft serve, he wiped his mouth and tossed the trash in the public bin. He looked at the time and then over to Urie.

❝Looks like its time to go home. It’s getting late..❞ The blond smiled ❝I enjoyed being around you so thank you for the second date, Sogami-san.❞ However, the other offered to walk him home and Izumi blinked. Well... if it meant to be with him for a bit longer then he can’t refuse now can he?

magicgeekponsol:

tsundere-model:

There was a cold hit from reality as he felt Ponsol pulling away from him, and he just stepped back once, moving closer to his cousin. He shouldn’t have tried to hold Ponsol’s hand, how embarrassing… and to add even more to his embarrassment, both Urie and Izumi had continued with that line of thought.

‘Need’ him? He felt the heat rise to his cheeks as Izumi’s words reached him. Did he? Izumi was perceptive when it came to emotions, so he was probably right… even if right now this just felt awkward and embarrassing. He wanted to dig a hole and hide in it. Forever. scratching the back of his neck as he tried to lower the redness in his face he reached for Izumi’s shoulder.

“Izu-chan that’s okay… you don’t have to go so far…” he gently holds his cousin from the shoulder, eyes skipping around nervously “I…” What could he even say at this point? “It isn’t anything so dramatic… I just… I’d appreciate if you came along. I want to talk… a bit more, that’s all.”

[✧ﾟ･*♚*･ﾟ✧ ] Ponsol was really in no mood to be going along with anything, much less intruding on a date. He had more class in him to do that, so stop trying to make him. Double date no less. He was still a bit curious as to why he seemed so intent on going on this date with Izumi when… he was no female. From what he knew (from the social function grapevine), Urie was only really interested on going on dates with females.

Perhaps he had a sudden change of heart and he decided to ‘change sides’ as they say? That certainly would be an interesting thought, wouldn’t it?

      ❝I wasn’t aware that you’d changed sides, Urie. How this news would spread.         Here is my business card, you can talk to me at another time when you aren’t         on a date. I don’t have a habit of mixing business with pleasure. I certainly am         not one who would be crude enough to intrude. I’m sure you’d much rather go         on a date by yourself without anyone else tagging along for the ride, am I right?❞

Since when did you start batting for the other team, so to speak? You weren’t going to go on a tangent and tell me about how wonderful Sena is, and that’s why you started seeing men, are you? In that case, he won’t even bother politely declining, he’ll outright stomp his refusal in your face. He’d fished out a business card from his jacket and held it out for Urie to take. You could contact him at any time and then they could sit for a cup of coffee and discuss anything else at their own time and leisure.

He’d stopped to exchange a couple more words with Urie , but then the younger of the two models spoke up timidly and Ponsol stopped in his tracks once more and his anger flared. Could you PLEASE leave him alone?

He was mad. Very mad. HE WANTED TO BE MAD AND STAY THAT WAY!!—but alas… he was pretty weak to sincerity as it isn’t something you often see in the business world.

Stay mad. Get angry. Storm off.

Just cuss them out and walk away—but no.

As he was about to speak up, Izumi decided to say something instead, and there was that prick of anger once more. Talk? What about? Want to talk about the fact that your best friend rejected him? No thanks.

This was the first time that Ponsol had given any of the three the worst glare he could possibly give them.

      ❝Talk? What about? If you dare bring up my brother here of all places, you’d best         not. The moment he is brought up in conversation, I’m leaving. In respect to hi–         her bowing her head, I will agree to tag along only for biscuits and that alone. Is         that acceptable? Those are my terms, and if they aren’t met, the deal is off, okay?❞

What say you all now? How about… you leave him ALONE.

:｡・:*:・ﾟ'☆ Changed sides? Urie tilted his head slightly, brows furrowed in the only external show of his confused mind, unable to keep up with the words. At this point it would almost seem as if he was purposefully choosing to ignore the cues about izumi’s real gender… but alas, he really was still in denial about whatever interest he could have in men…

:｡・:*:・ﾟ'☆ “As expected, this is quite professional of you” he shrugged slightly, accepting the business card before presenting his very own forward. it was a rather simplistic design, picked by his father rather than by himself -and one of the few pieces he carried on his person that branded the name Fuser instead of Sogami. “And we can’t always get exactly what we want, now can we?”

He didn’t liked, however, that feeling of being caught up in the middle of some sort of… disagreement. Both with Ponsol’s rough reply and the hurt expression that washed over the model’s face right after. It sure made him reconsider this whole double date situation… He was worried Izumi might be getting scared… so reaching towards ‘her’, he patted the blonde’s head gently and reassuringly. No matter what he’ll make it a pleasant experience for you, little butterfly, don’t you doubt it.

“Sounds perfect to me.”

The blond felt the hand on his shoulder and he looked up, seeing it belonged to his cousin. He frowns, straightening himself up and he looks towards Ponsol as he spoke. However, he should have not looked at all. Because the moment he set his eyes on Ponsol was the moment he cowered behind his cousin and he pulled Urie closer to also use him as some sort of shield.

He was already scared, he wasn’t sure what happened between him and Sena but he had to step in just for his cousin. He only had hoped he wasn’t over stepping but it seemed he did and he was frightened. The pat on his head only did some to calm him but other than that, he held onto Urie’s hand tightly and Sena’s arm got the same treatment as well.

He wasn’t sure how to feel that Ponsol tagged along, but this was for Sena. He eventually lets go of his cousin and hugged onto Urie’s arm. Tight.

magicgeekponsol:

tsundere-model:

Double name date? Sena’s brow furrowed at the comment, not really appreciating what that implied. He’d rather die than go on a date with some playboy fucker like this one. Just listen at him talking: absolutely annoying. Though, he was right in one thing, and it was that Sena wanted him to stay.

Giving an understanding look at his cousin he gave him a reassuring side hug before moving forward. He didn’t wanted to be left alone… and there were still things he wanted to ask to Ponsol. if he left him go like this, the awkward distance between the two would just remain the same… they’d just continue to avoid and ignore each other.

He grasped at Ponsol’s sleeve, letting his hand slip down a bit so he would catch at that hand instead.

“I was…hoping you’d stay” he finally managed to say, blue eyes looking right into Ponsol’s eyes,squeezing a bit hard in an insisting way. Eyes saying he wanted to have someone reliable by his side, for he didn’t trusted Urie one bit “Please”

[✧ﾟ･*♚*･ﾟ✧ ] Ponsol had his escape thwarted by Urie who stood in his way. Had Ponsol been in a better mood, he would have been more patient with the situation and sound more friendly, but in the face of one who knew of his shame, he had little to no patience at all. This, being what could be heard in his tone, making the younger of the two models nervous. 

                ❝I was not consulted about going on a double date with anyone.                   In my concern of not wanting Izumi to get bought by someone                   with less than innocent intentions with him, I bought him at the                   auction. From then on, I gave Izumi his freedom, so he’s not my                   date by any extension. As for him wanting me to stick around as                   company, You are fundamentally flawed about our relationship.❞  

The two of them were simply neighbors and nothing more. The two likely didn’t even consider each other friends. Staring down at Izumi who had grabbed onto his sleeve and then grabbing his hand, Ponsol’s eyes narrowed slightly in annoyance. Who was it that moments ago called him an asshole? Don’t think he’s stupid enough to not realize you were avoiding him (of course he was also guilty of the same offense). He’d pulled his hand away from Izumi’s hold. 

                 ❝You wouldn’t be stealing my date as I’ve already let him go free.                   I’m surprised, you would be willing to risk having someone who                   could possibly steal your date from you tag along, Urie? Besides,                   I don’t think Izumi Sena is taking well to the idea. He seems less                   enthused with the idea. I would rather not make myself an outlier.❞  

Of course he’d noticed how nervous the younger of the two models looked. The way he acted spoke of how scared he seemed of him. Not surprising given that Ponsol was in a horrid mood at the moment, barely able to keep up a pretense. With that, Ponsol side stepped Urie and walked past him. Any other day he would have entertained this idea, but not at this moment. He was sure that at least 2/3 of the people did not truly want him to stick around, so there was no point in staying. 

Though honestly, he was surprised that Urie bought Izumi Sena in the first place. Wasn’t he a playboy who was only interested in females?

:｡・:*:・ﾟ'☆ Now, this guy was proving to be hard to convince. He’d like to have this meeting be a starting point for his future network building -as his father had commended him to do- so having it be such a dry and curt greeting just wouldn’t do.

“He might have missed the chance to ask. That doesn’t mean he didn’t had the intention to do so. While I don’t pretend to know what kind of relationship you two have, I’m sure I’m not mistaken in assuming he wants you to stay.” It wasn’t a lie, not even a stretch. Sena himself had reached out and asked for Ponsol to stay just to be rejected. How pitiful must it be to reach for someone just to be shaken away. Though he understood well - holding hands with someone like the silver haired had to be nothing but gross after all.

:｡・:*:・ﾟ'☆ “Just as you’re confident in your charms, so am I.” he added calmly, just letting Ponsol continue his walk “In any case, I see nothing but benefits from having you join us. In fact, I had been eager for a chance to speak to you in person. It’ll be a short date, merely going for some biscuits. That shouldn’t be too bad, even for a busy man as yourself. So what do you say?” His eyes seemed to add that Ponsol had no need to entertain Sena if he was -as Urie himself- grossed out by the prospect of having a guy clinging to him.

It’d be a shame if he ended up talking about business instead of enjoying the date, but he was sure he’d had another chance to talk with Izumi in the future. She was already all head over heels for him after all.

Izumi watched the three converse, especially Urie with Ponsol. The blond didn’t really know what to do. He didn’t know Ponsol really well but Sena really wants him to be there. He frowns, looking around then he steps a bit, though he stood close to Sena since he really didn’t know what his boundaries were with Ponsol.