What's the big deal about meeting an idol? (Ren M)

[Lena Wright]

Lena ran down the crowded street leading away from the usually quite busy Shinjuku Station. She had come there thinking of doing some much needed shopping at the Odakyu department store, and she thought she was safe to do so that day with a hood up over her head, but it seemed that fate had other plans for her. As soon as she stepped out of the station, a gust of wind assaulted her, blowing her hood off of her head, revealing her appearance to everyone around her, much to her dismay. She had been on the phone with her mom, too. Well, so much for that discussion. She had just been dealing with a monsoon of nagging, anyway.

Normally, her hood being blown back wouldn't have been a big deal, but apparently she looked like this somewhat famous crossdressing singer named Black Cat, whoever that was, and she had been assaulted by his fans pretty much ever since she arrived in Tokyo. Just who was this Black Cat, anyway, and why did he look like her? Why, of all the people she had to look like, she had to look like someone famous? This was getting to be rather ridiculous.

She sharply turned a corner, hoping to escape from a mob of groupies when she bumped into someone and nearly toppled over, had they not latched onto her immediately. She was about to thank them for saving her when they started gushing about not expecting to meet Black Cat today and wanting to take her picture, which she was not willing to put up with in the least.

"H-Hey, you've got the wrong person! Let me go!" she spat out as she tried to pry herself free from the clingy Black Cat fan. However, it was no use, as they grabbed her other arm as well. This was bad. There wasn't any way she was going to be able to get out of this one, and if it got out of hand, she might have to resort to violence. She hoped it didn't come to that, though. Not only did she not want to hurt the fan, but she didn't want to stain the reputation of that singer, no matter how much she wanted to have words with him. His fans were just total thorns in her side and she just wanted to have a peaceful day of shopping. Was that too much to ask?

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Notes: Nothing special about this. Crap starting post, but whatevs.

[Ren Mitarai]

Ren grinned absently to himself as he navigated the streets of Shinjuku with practiced ease, cat-eared hood pulled up over his blond hair, red eyes peering out from behind a pair of simple mirrored shades. Such a simple disguise, yet no one had even realized that it was him, even with his almost trade-mark ear-to-lip chain in place. He was just praising himself on his ability to blend in after a sudden spike in popularity (how did he go from playing on street-corners and small cafes to being popular enough to have to hide himself like this in such a short time? He really had no idea) when he heard a couple girls talking about him, saying how they'd just seen him, wearing a really cute white ribbon that looked like rabbit ears. Arching an eyebrow high, he watched them, tuning in to their disappointment about how 'Black Cat' had escaped.

Shaking his head, Ren turned chased after the girls. "Excuse me, where did you say you'd seen Black Cat?" he asked, pitching up his voice to sound feminine. The girls blinked at him, then told him where, but that 'Black Cat' wasn't there anymore. "That's okay. I just want to see where he was," Ren responded in kind, then turned and headed off. A few more obviously disappointed girls and a couple guys pointing him in the right direction soon lead him to a little out of the way back street where a pretty blonde girl with the most gorgeous blue eyes he'd ever seen was being man-handled by a rabid fan, gushing something about how awesome it was to meet THE Black Cat, and how she wanted a picture. The blonde girl was clearly distressed... so he did the only thing that he could think of.

Stepping fully into the street, he pulled off his hood and shades, stashing the eye-gear in his pocket before drawing attention to himself. "Rabbit! Been looking all over for you. You being harassed by some of my more intense fans?" Grinning lightly, he walked casually over to the pair of girls, gently extracting the blonde from his supposed fan. Really, the white ribbon was cute, but it wasn't really his kind of thing. And when had he ever been seen wearing that kind of thing anyway? His thing was cats, not rabbits. Glancing side-eyed at his supposed fangirl, he almost laughed at her shell-shocked expression. "Come on, we're going to be late if we don't hurry. Sorry miss, I'd give you an autograph or let you take a picture, but Rabbit and I are in a rush. See ya around," he uttered with a wink, beginning to lead the blue-eyed victim away from her attacker, an arm around the girl's shoulder protectively.

[Lena Wright]

Lena could only blink as suddenly she heard someone call her "Rabbit" and she looked over, only to see a red-eyed teen with blond hair and obvious facial piercings. This guy was "looking for her"? What? She stared at him confusedly, since she didn't know him at all, and then it hit her. This was the real Black Cat. Not only that, but he was saving her by coming up with a story like he was looking for her and that they were busy. But why was it Rabbit again? Sure, she was used to nicknames like that, but she really wished it was something cuter than Rabbit. Like maybe something like Bunny, or whatever.

"Black Cat...? And why is it "Rabbit" anyway? "Bunny" is so much cuter," she managed, looking from him to his fan and watching the two. She had to do something. If she didn't his story might be for naught. Couldn't do to have his fan doubt him because "Rabbit" was acting strange, after all, right? She managed a small smile for the fan. "See? I told you that you had the wrong person. Take care, okay?" She gave the fangirl a light wave as Black Cat wrapped his arm around her and started to lead her away.

Once they were a safer distance away, she heaved a sigh. "Thanks. You saved me there. Though, I really don't see why people keep mistaking me for you," she stated, staring at him, scrutinizing his face and features. "I do see we have a few facial features that are similar, sure, but I don't have red eyes or piercings, and do you really wear a ribbon like I do?" she asked, voicing her thoughts aloud. "Ever since I got here, I've been mistaken for you and it's been very troubling."

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Tags: Ren Mitarai
Words: 302
Notes: Funny how she seems to get more bothered about the fact her nickname isn't cute.

[Ren Mitarai]

Ren laughed, eyes scrunching up slightly. "Okay, okay, right. Bunny it is, then," he replied, tone light, like they'd had this conversation many times, but he just kept calling her Rabbit anyway. The shell-shocked fan just stood there as the two blonds escaped. Once they were far enough away, Ren removed his arm, smiling lightly. "Well, everyone knows my eyes are really blue. All it takes is one fan to find you at work and it's all over for keeping ones cover. They also know what I looks like without all the piercings and stuff. We look a lot a like. The blue eyes suit you way better, though," he commented. "As for the ribbon, well, no. I've never worn anything remotely resembling that, even when I'm cross-dressing. You'd think that would clue them in, but," he added, humming thoughtfully. "I dunno, people are dumb, I guess." He shrugged then, pulling his hood back up and putting on his shades.

For a moment, it looked like he was going to walk away, now that he'd rescued the girl, but then he stopped, turning to look at her. "Hey, could I maybe get you a coffee or something? I know it doesn't make up for the trouble I've inadvertently caused you, but..." Shrugging again, this time with a nervous air about him, he trailed off, unsure of what to say now that he'd offered to take the pretty stranger out for coffee. He wasn't normally so impulsive... but then, he didn't normally rescue people either.

[Lena Wright]

Lena felt her cheeks heat up slightly as she blushed a little from his compliment about her eyes. She never really thought her blue eyes looked all that good. She was so used to them, after all. Her mother had blue eyes as well, too. "Erm... thanks. I got them from my mother," she replied with a bit of an embarrassed laugh. It was true, then. They really looked alike. "Guess people really are dumb sometimes. I'm almost always wearing this ribbon." She watched as he pulled up his hood and put his shades back on, and she decided to pull up her own hood. It would save her a lot of hell in the future if she did, she decided.

For a second she thought he was going to turn and walk away right then and there, but then he stopped and turned back to her, causing her to freeze and stand there, staring at him curiously. What was he going to do? If he was as whimsical as a cat, there was really no telling what he wanted to do from there. Then he asked her if she wanted to go get some coffee with him, and she couldn't help but laugh a little. She wasn't expecting that. "I don't really like coffee, but sure, I'll go get something with you," she replied with a light smile and a nod. It wasn't everyday that you met your famous doppelganger and he wanted to go grab a coffee with you, after all. It was probably a once-in-a-lifetime kind of deal.

She looked around the area before she grinned somewhat sheepishly at him. "Though, I hope you have someplace in mind because I don't really know too many places yet. I just got to Tokyo not that long ago, to be honest." It was true. She was hoping to do some shopping at a popular department store, but she really didn't know where much else was, let alone cafes where they could stop and get something to drink. "By the way, you don't have to call me "Rabbit" or "Bunny" or whatever, if you don't want to. My name is Lena Wright, so you can call me Lena if you want. I don't mind. What's your name? You're out here all disguised and stuff, so I probably shouldn't call you Black Cat, or anything like that."

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Tags: Ren Mitarai
Words: 396
Notes: Bleh. Posts, y u so crappy today?

[Ren Mitarai]

Ren's grin looked almost... relieved at her acceptance of his offer, nervous tension draining, causing his shoulders to relax. "Well, I know a few pretty nice places around here. You can get whatever you like," he replied, then blinked as she introduced herself, commenting about not using his stage name. "Ah, right. Heh, I'm so used to keeping my real identity secret to avoid stalkers... but I think I can trust you not to put me in danger of home invasion via stalker fangirls... The name's Mitarai Ren. It's a pleasure to meet you." Of course, it wasn't only his own home he was worried about being flocked to by fangirls. He was also concerned that they might flock to the home of his estranged father and grandparents. He hadn't really spoken to them since he'd moved out. He didn't really want them knowing how heavily he'd gotten back into the music scene. The last thing he needed was a phone call from them. "You can call me Ren, since you've given me the go to use your given name, Miss Lena," he added with a soft laugh. He would have winked at her, just to see if he could get her to blush like she had at the comment about her eyes, but she wouldn't have seen it behind the shades, and removing them just to wink at her would have been such a douche move, it wasn't worth it for the chance at a blush.

[Lena Wright]

Seeing him relax and grin at her in relief, Lena couldn't help but smile in return. He was such an open guy. It seemed like she could trust him to show a lot of his emotions on his face, which was a good thing. It seemed as though he was different from the singers she heard about on the news, so getting to know the blond teen wouldn't hurt. Sure, he seemed a bit mischievous, but she could deal with that. A little bit of a mischievous personality never hurt. Then she perked up a bit as he said he knew of some good places they could go, offering to let her get whatever she wanted.

"Really? I can get whatever I want? That's kind of you," she commented warmly as she smiled brightly at him. She had heard he performed mainly on street corners and in cafes and the like, so it wasn't like he was an idol with a big recording company. For him to tell her she'd be able to get whatever she wanted when they go out for a drink at a cafe, or wherever they go, it was a very generous offer, and she sure appreciated it.

She listened as he introduced himself to her, unable to help but giggle lightly as she nodded to him. "Yeah, I wouldn't set those crazy fangirls on you. You did save me from them, so it would be incredibly rude if I did, right? But it's nice to meet you Ren," she greeted warmly, her tail swishing lightly for a moment as she glanced around the area a bit. "Well, Ren... Considering you know the area and I don't, how about you lead the way?"

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Tags: Ren Mitarai
Words: 287
Notes: Short, but they're at least getting somewhere?

[Ren Mitarai]

Ren laughed quietly again, a cheerful smile on his face as he turned to lead Lena. "I swear, they get more crazy by the day, too. A couple days ago, I was headed for one of my usual haunts, and this girl just comes flying out of no where, shrieking my stage name and tackling me. Mall security had to drag her off me by force. It was pretty startling to realize I was popular to the point of fan craziness. If this is what it's like being indie, I'm not sure I want to get signed," he told her, though that wasn't true. Even with the craziness, he really did want to be signed. It was his dream since he was little, after all, and how often did one get to play out their child-hood dream? Not often, that was for sure.

As he was talking, Ren lead the other a couple blocks to a quiet, yet decently-sized cafe with a stage at the back that could be seen through the large windows at the front. Turning to smile at the girl, he opened the wooden door with a jingle of bells and held it for her. "After you, Miss Lena," he said, motioning for her to head inside first.

"That Kitten I hear out there? Got a date, do you?" the young man behind the counter called in an obviously teasing tone as he put a mug away.

"Shut it, dog breath," Ren called back with a laugh. "Just ignore him, Miss Lena. That's the owner, and a former band mate of mine," he explained, still laughing quietly.

[Lena Wright]

Lena followed Ren, being careful to keep pace with him as she listened to him talk. She didn't want to fall behind at all. After all, she didn't know the area well enough to confidently navigate herself back to the station, let alone to the department store, if she fell behind and got lost. It would also be incredibly rude to Ren if she did, too. But, still, he really did sound popular. That was just amazing to her. She had never thought she'd meet anyone this popular. "Wow... Yeah, I don't doubt that... But still... going by the tone in your voice, you enjoy every moment of what you do, right? If you didn't, you likely wouldn't be doing it," she mused aloud, smiling warmly at Ren. It was just so nice to hear someone liking what they do with their time, even if it's getting to the point where they're being mauled by fans regularly. But, deep down, at the back of her head, a small voice wondered what would happen to her now? He did act like she was a part of his act. If those fans spread word, how much worse for her would it get...?

But then, as she snapped out of it, they had stopped at a decent sized cafe, where Ren stepped forward and opened the door for her. So this was the place, was it? She didn't even know that a place like this existed here. But as she peered inside, a delicious aroma of brewing coffee and teas wafted out and tickled her nose. At the very least, it was inviting. "Ah, thank you," she said softly, flashing Ren a bit of a polite smile as she stepped inside, looking around.

No sooner had her foot crossed the threshold of the doorway when a voice called out from the counter at the back, causing her to snap her attention up and stare at the young man in almost surprise. W-What was that he said? Date? Since when was this a date? From being mistaken for Ren and now a cafe owner getting the wrong idea, this was turning out to be quite the long day indeed. She was about to sigh from it all when Ren called back out to his friend, telling "dog breath" to be quiet before he turned to her and told her to just ignore him. As it turned out, the cafe owner was Ren's old band mate, of all things. So Black Cat was in a band before this? She had never known!

"Oh, I see, so you're friends, then," she replied, smiling again as she looked around and took a seat at an empty table. Black Cat... Dog... There was a theme to their band, wasn't there? "So you were in a band? Was everyone named after an animal in your band? You called me a Rabbit just a bit ago, too, so I was wondering when you called him 'dog breath'." She pointed in the general direction of the counter as she stared up at Ren curiously. "It's kinda funny you chose that of all things to call me, though... Back home, a number of my friends would jokingly call me a rabbit because of my ribbon."

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tags: Ren Mitarai
words: 543
notes: sorry for the wait, life ate me for breakfast and i was delicious.

[Ren Mitarai]

"Nah, there wasn't actually any such thing. I called you Rabbit because I needed something to call you on the spur of the moment, and your ribbon reminded me of a rabbit's ears," Ren replied with a laugh, leading the other blonde to the counter. "This is Inukai Jin. Inukai, this is Lena Wright. She was being picked on by one of those crazy girls that call themselves my fans. Brought her here as an apology for the inconvenience," the vocalist said, grinning as he finally removed his shades.

The older man raised an eyebrow, looking between the two. "Well, I can see where a mistake could be made. You two look remarkably similar... though not to the point of fangirl attacks. Sorry to say, Kitten, but she's prettier than you." Inukai grinned, leaning forward and holding out his hand to shake Lena's. "It's a pleasure to make your acquaintance, m'lady," he practically chirped, smiling.

"...Inukai, you're gay, why are you flirting with her?" Ren asked, tone deadpan, now wondering why (aside from the fact that the cafe was out of the way and usually pretty quiet) he'd decided to bring a girl he'd just met there of all places. Pretty girls meeting his ex was bound to go horribly.

[Lena Wright]

"Oh, really? Well, I guess this silly ribbon really inspires that nickname everywhere I go, then. But I've always had it. Ever since I was little. My mom said it was a gift from my grandma. Or... something like that," she admitted with a smile as she turned and followed the other blonde to the counter, where she stared up at the older man there almost nervously, though she tried her best not to show it. "Um, hello, it's nice to meet you, Inukai-san," she said politely as the man looked between the two blondes. She watched him curiously and couldn't help a small chuckle as she shook his hand. "It's a pleasure to meet you too."

No sooner had Ren's protest hit Lena's ears, did she clap a hand over her mouth in an effort to try and muffle the tiny squeak of laughter that came before she leaned on the counter shaking a little. After a minute, she had caught her breath and turned to Ren "Oh man, that was funny..." Though that did bring up a good point. Why did he act that way? "So... Inukai-san is gay...? What was going on then? Was he just messing around?"

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words: 201
notes sorry for the lack of wordy goodness in this one lanza has sapped me dry

[Ren Mitarai]

"Only reason he doesn't flirt with everyone that walks in here is that he needs to make sure his cafe doesn't go under," Ren commented, firing a sly look Inukai's way. Inukai, for his part, just grinned good-naturedly, letting the barb slide right off him.

"Now that isn't true and you know it, Kitten," he replied with a laugh. "It was only a complement, after all," he chirped. "Now, I'm sure you came in here for something other than idle banter, correct? Having your usual, Kitten?"

"Mmm... yeah, I think so. No point in changing it up at the moment," Ren replied, laughing quietly, then turned to Lena, motioning to the huge blackboard taking up almost a third of the wall near the counter, covered in blue chalk displaying the menu, consisting of drinks and a few different snack foods and deserts. "So what would you like?" he asked as Inukai turned away from the counter to start making Ren's order.

[Lena Wright]

Lena chuckled at Ren's snide comment, knowing it was just part of their friendly banter. Some friends were like that, after all. "Is that so? Well, I understand that, I guess," she commented idly, watching the two interestedly. Today really was shaping up to be an interesting day. After all, she might have heard that there were three other people who looked like her in the world at any given time, but who would've thought one of her doppelgangers was male and an indie idol everyone seemed to like? Not her, that's for sure.

She watched the two for another few moments before Ren finally motioned up to the blackboard menu, which she sat and read, taking in all of the options that she could order. There were a few that caught her eye, but she wasn't too sure what she wanted, and she was fairly curious as to what Ren's "usual" was, but she didn't dare pry. Besides, she would see it soon enough anyway. Hearing his voice, she glanced down at the other blond, and shrugged in reply to his question. "Not sure... That strawberry milkshake sounds, good enough, I guess?" she answered, looking back up at the menu as if she was double-checking it. She did like milkshakes, but was she really in the mood for one? She wasn't really sure, but then again, she wasn't sure if she was in the mood for the other things that caught her eye either... "Do you recommend anything?"

[Ren Mitarai]

"The milkshakes here are pretty good. Never had the strawberry one, personally, but I've heard that it's more strawberry than anything else," Ren commented with a laugh, grinning as he leaned against the counter. "I would make a suggestion, but you've already said you aren't all that fond of coffee. Coffee, lattes, and cappuccinos are pretty much all I have here... for drinks, anyway," he added. At that moment, a mug was set on the counter, the contents hidden by a huge mound of whipped cream, topped with chocolate shavings and a huge cherry perched carefully on the top.

"One chococherry latte, and have you decided what you want, miss?" Inukai asked, leaning on the other side of the counter. Seeing as it was Ren and his guest only in the cafe, he obviously didn't see much point in being all that professional.

Ren grinned, pulling the likely super sweet latte closer to him, plucking the cherry off the top and popping it into his mouth. It was quite clear by his drink of choice that he probably had a massive sweet tooth.