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Smile for the Camera
Chapter Seven
Haru arrived at the studio, just as the rest of the models arrived. Today, in honour of his Black side, he allowed it to indulge in dressing all in black, with the only thing white, being his hair. From his attuned senses, he knew that Kyo had taken their mate, and he was in full black mode, when he arrived.
"Haru, Darling...we have been waiting for you!" a voice said from the left side of him, as he entered the studio.
"Maisai, you would have continued without me." Haru corrected her. He always got annoyed when others tried to turn him into a simpering man, who needed reassurance that he was special. Having Natasha and their special bond, always made him special. He wondered once again, why he was here, and doing this. Then he remembered. He had wanted Natasha's attention, and he had thought being in Magazines would do it.
"No we would not have. You know our theme is Black and White, so having you in the middle was important." she said firmly
"Fine then, let's get this started" he said taking off his trenchcoat, and letting all the ladies in the room know, he was a god. His premeditated response got the desired affect, as he could feel the stares that his body always gave women. It was the persona that he had created, that he was untouchable, yet thoroughly male. Which of course was not entirely true. Only Natasha could touch him, and he was bi. That he kept from Kyo, as to not throw that wrench in. Natasha knew, and she never cared, once painting a minds-eye picture of the three of them so vividly that he had gotten her screaming from just kissing her.
"Are you sure you don't want to, huh, perhaps, take your shirt off?" Maisai said, trying not to drool herself
"No." was all he said, and he took his position with the other models that surrounded the center of the shoot. On one side was women that were with black hair, and white clothing, and on the other side, was women with white wigs, and in total black. He then grabbed one of the women, and cupped her face, like a lover was about to kiss her, and then yelled at them to start shooting.
They did this for many hours, taking many different shots, until finally, they declared a break for lunch. It was now well after 2pm, and because of him concentrating on the shoot, he had closed his thought process to Natasha. Now that he was not distracted any longer, he opened his senses, and he could sense that she was very near.
Putting down the Veggie sandwich, as he was a vegetarian, he went looking for his mate. He had only gotten three steps, when he could make out the familiar fire red hair, and she walked into the room.
"Haru!" she said, and she very briskly walked over to him.
When she said his name, every female looked over at the voice and stared, at the Orange haired male that was behind her, and the fire-red redhead, with the body of a goddess.
"Tash, Kyo brought you!" he said in a low voice, as she came over to him. At that, Kyo turned and left, leaving the two of them to themselves
"Yes he did, he thought I might want to see what it was you did." she said to him
"A rúne, I wasn't sure if I wanted you here." Haru said, softly stroking her head, as she had reached him. As a teen, both Kyo and him had been average height, but after she had left, they had grown to a 6'1, and 6'2 respectively, making them now the tallest of the Jyūnishi, instead of Hatori being the tallest. Though Hiro came close, at his current 5'10.
"Why, this is my world as well Haru." she said with a hand on her hip
"Haru, darling, who is this woman?" Maisai came up to him
"None of your business." was Haru's response.
"Lady, if you want to keep your tongue, I suggest you don't ever call him darling again." Natasha said, showing her own possession of Haru.
And at that Haru smirked.
"A rúne, I still have some shots to do. Why don't you pick out some clothing for me?" Haru asked her
"Haru, Dar...err...dear..." she said, as she caught the fire brewing in Natasha's eyes "We have a wardrobe person for that. Why would you want a stranger, to do so." the woman said
"Probably because she is one of the leading Fashion Designers in the United States. I trust her judgment, over some idiot" Haru said nonchalantly
"SHE'S A FASHION DESIGNER?!?!" Maisai said, now pointing a finger at her
"Didn't your mother ever teach you that pointing fingers is rude?" Natasha said as she was wrapped in a jersey dress, in royal blue, that covered her top, but had a sarong-line skirt portion, that made her 5'5 legs seem longer. Her hair was wrapped back up, but she had Japanese sticks in her hair, with little charms in them, of a cat and a cow. An outward display of who she belonged too, which was not lost on either Kyo or Haru when they had first seen them when she was younger.
"How DARE you treat me like that, you Gaijin (1)" she hissed at her. At that, Black Haru came out immediately, as Natasha paled at the derogatory word used.
"If you wish for me to ever work with you again, you will apologize to my Mate immediately." Black Haru said narrowing his eyes
"She's your GIRLFRIEND!" she shrieked as all the women in the room began looking at the foreigner that had snared one of the sexiest men in all of Japan.
"She is my WIFE, and she deserves the respect that her rank deserves." Haru clarified, as Natasha paled. This was the first time that Haru had clarified their relationship like that, in public. The family just understood the term mate, but to the outside world, wife was the closest that their narrow minds could understand. She wondered how Kyo was going to take that, that he got the first declaration out.
And at that, all was silent. Everyone was stunned at that revelation, most including Natasha, but Haru had calmed down, and came closer to her, and cupped her face softly. "I would have eventually gotten around to asking. You know that." he said softly against her ear, so that they would not have heard that last part.
"Kyo is going to kill you, you know that right..." she whispered back
"Little Kitty can get over it. He isn't in the public eye. I am. All he does is teach kids at the dojo." Haru said as he walked back over to his unfinished lunch.
"Did Kitty let you get breakfast this morning, or did he screw you all morning." Haru said, letting a touch of Black come out. And at that, she began to glow as red as her hair. "You know that means I get you this evening, right." he said sitting down, and bringing her down onto his lap, with her facing the table.
"Am I ever going to walk straight again?" she asked softly
"Maybe in a few months, when we are satiated. For now, no. We missed you too much Mo run" he said, nuzzling her neck.
"Mr. Sohma, we need you back on the set." a female assistant came up to the pair
"Very well. Please make sure my wife eats so lunch, and then send her to the wardrobe area please." he said, standing up, and then leaning down to his mate, and kissing her passionately, marking her as his possession, in front of all the witnesses.
"Of course Mr. Sohma." she said demurely as Haru moved back from kissing her, and gave her a scorching look. He then resumed his position. This time however, since she was there, he was looking at her, and the look he was giving her, made her feel completely hot.
"You are a very lucky woman, Mrs. Sohma." the woman said, looking at her feet, while trying not to cry. Like most of the women at the shoot, they all had serious crushes on Haru Sohma, so seeing that his wife was a foreigner, was very distressing.
"Actually, my professional name is Morrigan. Natasha Morrigan." she said to the woman, not knowing that a writer had been present, and had been recording all information.
"Very well Ms. Morrigan. Can I take you to get some food." she said, not seeing that Haru had been watching her
"Normally I would say yes, but I think I will just finish my...husbands...lunch. If you could just bring me some water?" she asked the woman, as she sat back down and picked up Haru's unfinished sandwich. Natasha wasn't a vegetarian, but she never objected to just eating meatless foods, as her favourite snacks were strawberries and cucumbers.
She could feel how aroused Haru was, even if his outward appearance did not show this. But his eyes gave him away, and she was fairly certain, that the magazine that was paying him was going to be very appreciative of this.
After four more hours, they finally declared that they were done. They had been doing this for nearly 10 hours, and everyone was tired. Natasha had been smart enough to have brought her laptop and her blackberry, so she had been communicating with Ayame most of the day, doing sketches and such, while Haru had worked. Unfortunately for her still sore inner thighs, Haru's arousal had not abetted, and she had a feeling, she would be encountering her Black mate very shortly.
Unlike her Kyo, her Haru was a patient person, despite Black Haru. She had not noticed everyone had left, as she had been so attuned to just Haru, his arousal had not changed, until a spike went through her, and she nearly dropped the laptop, she was so surprised. Looking up, she saw Haru, still sitting on the white backdrop of blankets, and she then noticed that everyone was gone.
"Get over here" he commanded, his voice guttural, and sensuous at the same time
"Do you actually think you can command me?!" she said, though she did close her laptop, and placed her blackberry, which was also her phone into her own messenger bag, that she used for her laptop.
"Yes. Now get your sweet ass over her." he said, trying to look menacing, as it was Black Haru that was commanding her
"So my ass is sweet huh?" she said, deliberately baiting him, not knowing that one of the camera men, had come back, and had heard them
"Yes, and I am going to be riding it for a while, now get over here."
"Aren't you the demanding one?" she said, though she did get off her chair, and very slowly sauntered over to him, swinging her hips, purposely enticing him
"If you are not over here in 5 seconds, I won't let you come" he promised menacingly. In 3 seconds she was between his thighs looking up at him. The lights were still on, so with the lights on her hair, it made it sparkle.
"You have too many clothes on." he growled as he whipped her shirt off, leaving her in her bra.
"You rip this one, and I won't let YOU come" she promised, as he grinned, and with one hand, snapped the bra into two, leaving it to fall.
"You love me too much A rune" he said, knowing that he was going to feel himself in her mouth.
"Kyo tastes better..." she said without mercy, knowing she would get a rise out of him.
"When we are together, it is a given. When we are alone, do NOT bring that Cat into this. Is this understood?" he growled as he brought her close to him, and kissed her hard, tearing her hair sticks out of her hair, and making the hair fall to the ground.
The photographer, still being as silent as possible, as Haru had never been seen with a woman, began taking pictures as Haru stripped her completely naked, and without a doubt erased all possibility that he was gay, and that he was one of the most creative lovers he had ever seen.
Just for safety sake - Terms
mo mhúirnín bán means My fair darling
Tá grá agam duit which means I love you.
Aruné which means Darling
Acushla which means Pulse of the Heart.
Beloved is Grádág for female and Grádén for male
Gaijin means Foreigner/outsider
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Haru arrived at the studio, just as the rest of the models arrived. Today, in honour of his Black side, he allowed it to indulge in dressing all in black, with the only thing white, being his hair. From his attuned senses, he knew that Kyo had taken their mate, and he was in full black mode, when he arrived.
"Haru, Darling...we have been waiting for you!" a voice said from the left side of him, as he entered the studio.
"Maisai, you would have continued without me." Haru corrected her. He always got annoyed when others tried to turn him into a simpering man, who needed reassurance that he was special. Having Natasha and their special bond, always made him special. He wondered once again, why he was here, and doing this. Then he remembered. He had wanted Natasha's attention, and he had thought being in Magazines would do it.
"No we would not have. You know our theme is Black and White, so having you in the middle was important." she said firmly
"Fine then, let's get this started" he said taking off his trenchcoat, and letting all the ladies in the room know, he was a god. His premeditated response got the desired affect, as he could feel the stares that his body always gave women. It was the persona that he had created, that he was untouchable, yet thoroughly male. Which of course was not entirely true. Only Natasha could touch him, and he was bi. That he kept from Kyo, as to not throw that wrench in. Natasha knew, and she never cared, once painting a minds-eye picture of the three of them so vividly that he had gotten her screaming from just kissing her.
"Are you sure you don't want to, huh, perhaps, take your shirt off?" Maisai said, trying not to drool herself
"No." was all he said, and he took his position with the other models that surrounded the center of the shoot. On one side was women that were with black hair, and white clothing, and on the other side, was women with white wigs, and in total black. He then grabbed one of the women, and cupped her face, like a lover was about to kiss her, and then yelled at them to start shooting.
They did this for many hours, taking many different shots, until finally, they declared a break for lunch. It was now well after 2pm, and because of him concentrating on the shoot, he had closed his thought process to Natasha. Now that he was not distracted any longer, he opened his senses, and he could sense that she was very near.
Putting down the Veggie sandwich, as he was a vegetarian, he went looking for his mate. He had only gotten three steps, when he could make out the familiar fire red hair, and she walked into the room.
"Haru!" she said, and she very briskly walked over to him.
When she said his name, every female looked over at the voice and stared, at the Orange haired male that was behind her, and the fire-red redhead, with the body of a goddess.
"Tash, Kyo brought you!" he said in a low voice, as she came over to him. At that, Kyo turned and left, leaving the two of them to themselves
"Yes he did, he thought I might want to see what it was you did." she said to him
"A rúne, I wasn't sure if I wanted you here." Haru said, softly stroking her head, as she had reached him. As a teen, both Kyo and him had been average height, but after she had left, they had grown to a 6'1, and 6'2 respectively, making them now the tallest of the Jyūnishi, instead of Hatori being the tallest. Though Hiro came close, at his current 5'10.
"Why, this is my world as well Haru." she said with a hand on her hip
"Haru, darling, who is this woman?" Maisai came up to him
"None of your business." was Haru's response.
"Lady, if you want to keep your tongue, I suggest you don't ever call him darling again." Natasha said, showing her own possession of Haru.
And at that Haru smirked.
"A rúne, I still have some shots to do. Why don't you pick out some clothing for me?" Haru asked her
"Haru, Dar...err...dear..." she said, as she caught the fire brewing in Natasha's eyes "We have a wardrobe person for that. Why would you want a stranger, to do so." the woman said
"Probably because she is one of the leading Fashion Designers in the United States. I trust her judgment, over some idiot" Haru said nonchalantly
"SHE'S A FASHION DESIGNER?!?!" Maisai said, now pointing a finger at her
"Didn't your mother ever teach you that pointing fingers is rude?" Natasha said as she was wrapped in a jersey dress, in royal blue, that covered her top, but had a sarong-line skirt portion, that made her 5'5 legs seem longer. Her hair was wrapped back up, but she had Japanese sticks in her hair, with little charms in them, of a cat and a cow. An outward display of who she belonged too, which was not lost on either Kyo or Haru when they had first seen them when she was younger.
"How DARE you treat me like that, you Gaijin (1)" she hissed at her. At that, Black Haru came out immediately, as Natasha paled at the derogatory word used.
"If you wish for me to ever work with you again, you will apologize to my Mate immediately." Black Haru said narrowing his eyes
"She's your GIRLFRIEND!" she shrieked as all the women in the room began looking at the foreigner that had snared one of the sexiest men in all of Japan.
"She is my WIFE, and she deserves the respect that her rank deserves." Haru clarified, as Natasha paled. This was the first time that Haru had clarified their relationship like that, in public. The family just understood the term mate, but to the outside world, wife was the closest that their narrow minds could understand. She wondered how Kyo was going to take that, that he got the first declaration out.
And at that, all was silent. Everyone was stunned at that revelation, most including Natasha, but Haru had calmed down, and came closer to her, and cupped her face softly. "I would have eventually gotten around to asking. You know that." he said softly against her ear, so that they would not have heard that last part.
"Kyo is going to kill you, you know that right..." she whispered back
"Little Kitty can get over it. He isn't in the public eye. I am. All he does is teach kids at the dojo." Haru said as he walked back over to his unfinished lunch.
"Did Kitty let you get breakfast this morning, or did he screw you all morning." Haru said, letting a touch of Black come out. And at that, she began to glow as red as her hair. "You know that means I get you this evening, right." he said sitting down, and bringing her down onto his lap, with her facing the table.
"Am I ever going to walk straight again?" she asked softly
"Maybe in a few months, when we are satiated. For now, no. We missed you too much Mo run" he said, nuzzling her neck.
"Mr. Sohma, we need you back on the set." a female assistant came up to the pair
"Very well. Please make sure my wife eats so lunch, and then send her to the wardrobe area please." he said, standing up, and then leaning down to his mate, and kissing her passionately, marking her as his possession, in front of all the witnesses.
"Of course Mr. Sohma." she said demurely as Haru moved back from kissing her, and gave her a scorching look. He then resumed his position. This time however, since she was there, he was looking at her, and the look he was giving her, made her feel completely hot.
"You are a very lucky woman, Mrs. Sohma." the woman said, looking at her feet, while trying not to cry. Like most of the women at the shoot, they all had serious crushes on Haru Sohma, so seeing that his wife was a foreigner, was very distressing.
"Actually, my professional name is Morrigan. Natasha Morrigan." she said to the woman, not knowing that a writer had been present, and had been recording all information.
"Very well Ms. Morrigan. Can I take you to get some food." she said, not seeing that Haru had been watching her
"Normally I would say yes, but I think I will just finish my...husbands...lunch. If you could just bring me some water?" she asked the woman, as she sat back down and picked up Haru's unfinished sandwich. Natasha wasn't a vegetarian, but she never objected to just eating meatless foods, as her favourite snacks were strawberries and cucumbers.
She could feel how aroused Haru was, even if his outward appearance did not show this. But his eyes gave him away, and she was fairly certain, that the magazine that was paying him was going to be very appreciative of this.
After four more hours, they finally declared that they were done. They had been doing this for nearly 10 hours, and everyone was tired. Natasha had been smart enough to have brought her laptop and her blackberry, so she had been communicating with Ayame most of the day, doing sketches and such, while Haru had worked. Unfortunately for her still sore inner thighs, Haru's arousal had not abetted, and she had a feeling, she would be encountering her Black mate very shortly.
Unlike her Kyo, her Haru was a patient person, despite Black Haru. She had not noticed everyone had left, as she had been so attuned to just Haru, his arousal had not changed, until a spike went through her, and she nearly dropped the laptop, she was so surprised. Looking up, she saw Haru, still sitting on the white backdrop of blankets, and she then noticed that everyone was gone.
"Get over here" he commanded, his voice guttural, and sensuous at the same time
"Do you actually think you can command me?!" she said, though she did close her laptop, and placed her blackberry, which was also her phone into her own messenger bag, that she used for her laptop.
"Yes. Now get your sweet ass over her." he said, trying to look menacing, as it was Black Haru that was commanding her
"So my ass is sweet huh?" she said, deliberately baiting him, not knowing that one of the camera men, had come back, and had heard them
"Yes, and I am going to be riding it for a while, now get over here."
"Aren't you the demanding one?" she said, though she did get off her chair, and very slowly sauntered over to him, swinging her hips, purposely enticing him
"If you are not over here in 5 seconds, I won't let you come" he promised menacingly. In 3 seconds she was between his thighs looking up at him. The lights were still on, so with the lights on her hair, it made it sparkle.
"You have too many clothes on." he growled as he whipped her shirt off, leaving her in her bra.
"You rip this one, and I won't let YOU come" she promised, as he grinned, and with one hand, snapped the bra into two, leaving it to fall.
"You love me too much A rune" he said, knowing that he was going to feel himself in her mouth.
"Kyo tastes better..." she said without mercy, knowing she would get a rise out of him.
"When we are together, it is a given. When we are alone, do NOT bring that Cat into this. Is this understood?" he growled as he brought her close to him, and kissed her hard, tearing her hair sticks out of her hair, and making the hair fall to the ground.
The photographer, still being as silent as possible, as Haru had never been seen with a woman, began taking pictures as Haru stripped her completely naked, and without a doubt erased all possibility that he was gay, and that he was one of the most creative lovers he had ever seen.
Just for safety sake - Terms
mo mhúirnín bán means My fair darling
Tá grá agam duit which means I love you.
Aruné which means Darling
Acushla which means Pulse of the Heart.
Beloved is Grádág for female and Grádén for male
Gaijin means Foreigner/outsider
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