the next day I was getting ready for an interview when my phone started ringing. I looked down at the caller ID and then scrunched my eyebrows together. 'Why is my manager calling now?' I wondered as I picked up. "hello?"

    "Y/n? we have a problem, our makeup artist.. quit." My manager quickly got right to the point.

    "What?! I have an interview in an hour, she can't quit now! are you sure I can't reach her by phone?" I pleaded.

    "I'm sorry, she said she was done," She said, leaving a frown on my face.

     Letting out a frustrated sigh I replied, "I'll just have to do my make up myself."

     My manager remained silent for a long amount of time before simply saying, "Good luck with that," and hanging up.

    I groaned knowing exactly why she would say that. "Thanks for the boost of confidence," I murmured as my feet carried me into the bathroom. I grabbed my very small supply of makeup and started pulling out the things I'd need. 'Lipstick, foundation... I think, eye... something, anddd.. stuff that makes my eyelashes look better and darker.' I thought as I pulled out each item. I opened the foundation and mixed my brush into it, then brushed it onto my face quickly and silently, making sure to keep my eyes closed as I did. quickly finishing I put the lipstick on and stared in horror as I smeared it. 'perfect.' I sighed loudly. before I could wipe it off the door to my room burst open.

    "Oi! Y/n where are you?" I heard the silver-haired rocker call my name from outside the bathroom door.

    "What do you want Kurosaki senpai?" I said in a clearly frustrated tone. I walked to my door and turned the handle, opening the door swiftly.

    "I need to know if you--" Kurosaki froze mid-sentence when he saw my face. "What the heck did you do to your face??" he stared at me like I was some sort of monster.

     "Long story short my makeup artist quit an hour before an interview and I stink at makeup." I said as quickly as possible, "now what do you need?"

     "That can wait, right now you need to fix your face." He suddenly grabbed the door pushing it open. "where's your makeup supplies?" I raised an eyebrow at him while I pointed at my counter. he quickly stepped over quietly staring at the things I had pulled out. "you still use cheap brands like this? He asked with a sarcastic look.

    "Look I don't do makeup okay?" I pouted a bit as he sighed and grabbed my wrist, leading me out into the hallway. "where are we going??" I narrowed my eyes at him a bit as he opened the door to his room.

    "I'm going to use my makeup." he sat me down on his bed and rushed into his bathroom. he came back out holding a few things I've seen him use on himself when getting ready backstage.

    "Be as still as possible." he gruffly muttered as he took a moist towellet and started rubbing it over my stained lips. I couldn't help but blush a small bit as his bare finger brushed against my lips the last time he rubbed over them with the towellet.

    similar to a professional, his movements were quick and efficient like he had been doing this for years. which I'm sure he has. Within 5 minutes he had finished up with almost everything. "Last touch," he muttered and brought his hand to my eyes and began lightly putting mascara on my eyelashes. I felt something cold drip onto my upper cheek making me squeeze my eyes together tightly only for a brief moment. When I opened my eyes back he was grumbling something under his breath while quickly putting away the mascara. His reached his hand out to me starting to rub my cheek.

    "What are you doing?" My cheeks grew warmer with every gentle rub.

    "Wiping the mascara on your cheek off," he said plainly. After a few moments, he stopped the rubbing, but his hand seemed to linger. I looked up at his eyes to see him staring at me... for once it didn't seem to glare at me.

    'Why is he looking at me like that?" his hand suddenly cupped my cheek and I found him staring into my eyes intently. "Kurosaki senpai...?" his eyes widened as I said his name and he quickly backed away from me. I started to ask him what he was doing but he spoke before I could.

    "You're going to be late if you don't go... sorry," he said the last word as quickly as he could while he looked away. 'is he blushin-- nope! its Kurosaki we're talking about here.'

    "Y- yeah... Thanks for the help," I stood up from his bed and walked towards the door swiftly.

    "Oi," Kurosaki said right as I grabbed the door handle. when I looked over my shoulder at him, he was rubbing the back of his neck. "Reiji wanted me to ask you if you were free tomorrow. You know, after the release?"

    "I am, why?" I quirked an eyebrow while he quickly shook his head. "You'll have to ask him, you know he's probably making stupid plans for afterward.."

    "Oh boy," I whispered to myself while nodding to Kurosaki. 'I guess I'll find out tomorrow,' I thought before leaving Kurosaki's room.

I TRIED GUYS, I. COULD. NOT. COME. UP. WITH. ANYTHINGG. XD thank you for helping with the idea  

Ranmaru's POV

    "Ah, crap," I grumbled under my breath as I noticed mascara had dripped off of the brush and onto Y/n's cheek. I quickly put the mascara back into its proper place and reached out to Y/n. I rubbed my thumb over her cheek as gently as possible, trying to remove the small bit of mascara.

    "What are you doing?" she asked her cheeks started turning a very soft and... cute pink.

    die fellow ranmaru fans XD

    "Wiping the mascara on your cheek off," I replied plainly. a few moments later the small dark spot on her cheek was gone and I should have started to pull my hand away, but hesitated. I looked into her eyes and watched her look up at mine. 'she really is a bad girl, is she?' I suddenly found myself cupping her cheek. "Kurosaki senpai..?" her voice knocked me out of my daze and I widened my eyes, quickly backing away from her.

    "You're going to be late if you don't go... sorry," I said the last word as quickly as I could while looking away, I felt my cheeks getting very warm but ignored it.

    "Y- yeah... Thanks for the help," she stood up from my bed and walked towards the door swiftly.

"Oi," I said right before she left. I rubbed the back of my neck as she looked back at me. "Reiji wanted me to ask you if you were free tomorrow... You know, after the release?"

"I am, why?" she quirked an eyebrow while I quickly shook my head. "You'll have to ask him, you know he's probably making stupid plans for afterward.." she whispered something to herself then nodded. she quickly left the room, leaving me alone.

'What on earth was I doing??'

Sorry for taking a while to publish this, I was trying to do finish at least the draft for the next chapter first.