[Shaman King] Twin Stars * chapter 3: radio show

[lucathia]

Title: Twin Stars
Chapters: 3/?

Author: lucathia_rykatu
Series: Shaman King
Genre: General / Romance
Characters: (main) Hao, Yoh, Anna, Jeanne, Ren (side) Horo Horo, Tamao, Faust, Pirika, Ryu, Lyserg, Marco, Ryu, Manta, Nichrome, Opacho, and others
Disclaimer: Shaman King is not mine.
Archive: livejournal / ffnet

Summary: A child of the streets, Hao is awarded a chance to earn some money.  The catch?  Crossdressing.  AU world of singers and idols.  Throw in Yoh who is oblivious to Hao's existence, Anna and Jeanne who are competing for the top spot in popularity, and Ren who somehow thinks that Hao would be a good edition to his fan-girl base. Eventual romance.

(prompt #25: strangers)

-o0o-

 

-chapter 3: radio show-

 

-o0o-

 

The girl wore a long, fluffy white dress that brushed against her feet.  Her vest was laced together with frilly ribbons.  Her sleeves covered her arms all the way to her wrist, where a pair of matching ribbons tied the cuffs of the sleeves.  Her silvery hair was pulled back in a white bonnet.  All in all, she was the very image of modesty that a young girl could present.

 

Exactly what the X-laws had in mind when they decided her image.

 

Under the faint light in the room behind the “On air” sign, the girl sat at the table, a mountainous pile of postcards and letters scattered in front of her. 

 

When the workers behind the glass pane in the other room gave her the signal to begin, she nodded.

 

They played a little snippet of her song, “Sono Saki no Justice,” as she introduced the radio show.

 

“Welcome to Iron Maiden Jeanne’s Hour of Justice.  I shall do my best to answer all questions from the audience!”

 

The song slowly faded.

 

She picked up the postcard in front of her, quickly glancing over the contents.  She pressed her headphones to her ears and adjusted her microphone absentmindedly.  Even though her manager had picked out which postcards he wanted her to read, she still wanted to reread them to familiarize herself with the contents more.

 

“First we have a question from Oyamada-kun who has recently moved to Izumo.  Oyamada-kun says that he is distressed about his new environment and wonders if he will be able to make any new friends.”

 

She paused in her reading, smiling slightly.

 

“Of course you will make new friends, Oyamada-kun!”

 

She continued reading.  “Oyamada-kun also wonders if he should approach this boy who looks a lot like one of the new singers that he took notice in.  Oyamada-kun is hesitant because he is afraid that he is mistaking the boy for someone he isn’t.”

 

After finishing reading this “Oyamada-kun’s” worries, Jeanne placed the postcard down.  She adjusted her microphone once again.

 

“Don’t worry, Oyamada-kun.  I’m sure that you can become good friends with this boy, and the fact that he may or may not be a popular idol won’t affect your friendship with him.”

 

After saying those words, she picked up another postcard, read it, and tried reassuring whoever sent it.  After going through several postcards, her manager signaled that it was about time to stop.

 

“Minna-san, I’m afraid that it is once again time to end the show.  Please look forward to my role in the upcoming show “Fruits Basket.”  I shall be playing the role of “Honda Tohru.”  Once again, I’m thankful for everyone’s support, and I’ll talk to all of you again in the next radio show!  Please tune in at the same time next Wednesday!”

 

Another one of her songs began playing as she took her headset off.

 

-o0o-

 

She stepped out of the sound proof room, glad to be out of the poorly lit room.  Her tall, intimidating, glasses-wearing manager stepped out from the door next to her, offering her a bottle of water.

 

She gingerly accepted the bottle, eager to let the cool liquid soothe her parched throat.

 

“Thank you, Marco.”

 

“Anything, Jeanne-sama.”

 

As she drank the water, she glanced around, taking note of the absence of a certain, green haired boy.

 

“Lyserg-kun didn’t come today?” she asked, unable to restrain her curiosity.

 

Marco pushed his glasses up his nose.  “He came.  He went to the vending machine to grab something to drink.”

 

“Ah, okay.”  She smiled as she capped the bottle.  “May I go after him?”

 

Her manager seemed to stiffen at her words, but he still answered nonetheless.

 

“Of course you may, Jeanne-sama.”

 

“Thank you for being so understanding, Marco.”

 

If one thought about it, it was strange that such a towering blonde-haired man wearing an equally threatening trench coat was calling such a timid, young girl “Jeanne-sama.”  It was truly mind-boggling, but it just showed that the young girl held much more power over her manager than anyone would ever have imagined possible.

 

 

-o0o-

 

She walked briskly towards the vending machine, eager to chat with Lyserg.  He had said that he was going to visit her once he had the time.  Lyserg, like Jeanne herself, had been one of the people that Marco wanted to promote.  However, once Lyserg started going through a voice change as every boy was prone to experience, he couldn’t sing for quite a long time.  Marco had all but given up on Lyserg’s singing career at that point, opting to throw Lyserg into modeling instead.  Once the magazines grabbed hold of Lyserg, they wouldn’t let go of him.  Jeanne found that she rarely saw her friend nowadays.  He was that busy.

 

So, imagine her disappointment when she didn’t immediately spot her green-haired friend when the vending machines came into view. Instead, she saw someone that she didn’t know very well standing in front of the vending machines.

 

The girl had her arms crossed as she glared at the vending machine.  Jeanne’s eyes trailed over the girl’s black tights which hugged her legs soundly. Thankfully, she wore a black mini-skirt over the tights, or else Jeanne would have cried out at the girl’s indecency.  As it was, it was already bad enough.  The girl wore a black, feathery vest that was zipped up but didn’t bother to wear a long-sleeved shirt underneath the vest.  Her two long ponytails dangled behind her, swinging around as she kicked the vending machine with her black boots.  Her star earrings flashed dangerously in the light.

 

“Damn piece of machinery! F!$!!k&!!g eating up my coins!”

 

Jeanne frowned at the girl’s language, but she didn’t comment on it.

 

“It’s not nice to kick at the inanimate,” she said instead.

 

The girl turned around, surprised that someone saw her.  She quickly schooled her expression into a smile, albeit a bit forced.

 

Jeanne walked up to the machine, opening her money pouch and pulling out two coins.  She inserted them into the machine.

 

“Now what did you want to get?”

 

The girl scowled as she pressed the button for iced tea.  The carton easily tumbled out of the machine.  She knelt down to retrieve it, poking the straw through the carton harshly.

 

Jeanne studied the girl, whose name somehow escaped her mind.  She knew that this girl was the newcomer that Bones Entertainment was trying to promote, but since this was the first time that she had actually met the girl, she couldn’t seem to remember her name.  Well, time to amend that.

 

“I’m Jeanne,” she said as she extended a hand out to her newest adversary.

 

The girl hesitated before taking her hand.

 

“My name is Ha-”

 

The girl paused, as if suddenly remembering something that she wasn’t supposed to say.

 

“Please call me Ha-chan,” she said instead.

 

Jeanne shook Ha-chan’s hand, wondering how this new singer was going to affect her career.  Already, the magazines and newspapers had been going crazy at this new girl.  The girl’s first single was creepy but still popular.  Jeanne knew she was going to have to try harder if she even wanted to retain her solid position at second place.

 

Nevertheless, she smiled at the newcomer.

 

“Yoroshiku, Ha-chan.” 

 

 

-o0o-

 

-to be continued-

 

-o0o-

 

A/N: I’m settling with -o0o- as my new dividers now.  I think it looks somewhat like a crown. (grins)

 

Next up: “We have a new transfer student today.  Asakura-kun, why don’t you show Oyamada-kun around campus?”

Comments

[moonlit-curse.livejournal.com]

Hi. o_o It's Garnet again. -_- Had to switch journals... may I add you again?

[mankin-rp.livejournal.com]

“It’s not nice to kick at the inanimate,” she said instead. I love this line.

It's a shame I haven't been tunning in to most of your stories after the ending of HgHd, but ff.net is getting dull, and I'm overly ovessed with LJ now. >.<

BTW, it's Chiharu-chan, the horrible review who always have to mention something about your insane fanfic length. (41 chapter. Shiver~)