'And Like an on casting flood, she fell, heart first' (That is Yatsuto's facial appearance, all rights go to Whoever made this beautiful piece of art.) 

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 "Miss Yaku!" The tailor held up her dress with some multicolored balled pins and needles, in an attempt to make the dress shorter. Her silhouette wasn't the problem, it was her height as she sheepishly stared in the mirror. 

 "I'm sorry..." she whispered, blinking a few times to stop the tears from coming, the tailor had jabbed her in the side with a pin in an attempt to cover a previous marking.  It was a continuous play of pain and results as they attempted to stitch up the damned dress. Until she broke down. 

"Look I am sorry!" She shouted, moving her arms in exasperation, Maki and Hotaru rushing to her side and grabbing ahold of their friend from punching the poor tailor in the face. "I will just go to the interview without a dress!" storming out, her cheeks aflame as only two of the three girls bowed as a sign of goodbye. 

"What are you going to do now Yatsuto?" Maki asked, catching up to the fuming brunette, who was holding her purse as they drove off towards the filming studio. "I'm going like this is all." she looked up, rolling up the tinted window. Hotaru wanted to consult with her friend since they had been in a close relationship since they were small. "Yatsuto, you're acting too rash, take into consideration, the dress was made for a taller woman.." she pointed out, her voice firm as Yatsuto puffed out her cheeks, her eyes swirling with surprise. "I knew you loved me Hotaru! Maki!" she shouted, throwing her arms around the girls in such a way that the driver almost swerved into another lane. 

"Please Be careful back there!!" the voice from the front scolded as Yatsuto pushed out her lower lip and pouted. Only to be met with a toy hammer being smashed on her forehead, which hurt quite a bit.  "Hotaru!~" she shouted in Agony as Maki laughed. "Yatsu-chan! You always are so flamboyant!" 

The ride that seemed like a journey finally reached its end as they stepped out the limo and stepped up towards the establishment. "We're really here!" Maki shouted, stepping out in her purple, with blue tie-dye layered dress, along with Hotaru, in a Multicolored ombre effect dress. Then came along Yatsuto, who seemed perfectly dressed for an actual job interview. The show they were starring in was in fact called 'The Interview'. 

With her dark jeans, white blouse that was surprisingly not button-up and tan flowy sweater. Her tan and gold pumps clicking against the floor as she walked in. Everyone astonished at the mix , some most likely mistaking her for an employee. "Wait, she looks like Jamie doesn't she?" One cameraman pointed out. Yatsuto's eyes widened, how could she possibly look like her higher up today, she came in so plain, she stood out but weren't they all supposed to wear formal attire?

"Yatsuto, just keep looking ahead, it's okay." Hotaru reassured as Maki held onto Yatsuto's arm. She just nodded, this is why she left the business a couple years ago, this is why she sometimes hated attention. Becuase it wasn't really on her, it was all about Jamie, how Yatsuto looked like her, how Yatsuto copied her.  

"You can't be down forever Yatsuto, really I promise!" Maki finally spoke up as Yatsuto just nodded, feeling stiff to the touch. "Here's our dressing room, I don't see why we have these when it's just a talk show, but here we are..." Her Manager opened the door, and the room was small, like a little girls bedroom (And who wasn't born on the shiny side of the mirror). "It's so small..." Hotaru frowned, as Maki pointed to the ceiling "In the room, we waited in a few years back there were stars hanging..." She gave a small smile, to show disgust, though. "It's so Cute!" Yatsuto laughed. "See, Yatsuto likes it!" Their manager laughed, plopping himself on a love seat, while the girls had a small pull out couch. They didn't even get separate mirrors, just one long one that leaned against the wall.   

"Yat-chan! Can you get us some water bottles? They don't come complimentary in this room for some reason..." Maki asked the brunette, who crossed her arms and pouted. "And why do I have to do something like that!?" she crossed her arms in such a way that a baby would as she stomped her feet on the ground, lip poked out. "Becuase we are wearing the 6 inch and you're wearing 3 inches." She pointed out as Yatsuto huffed and made her way outside, her cheeks dusted red. 

As she walked down the halls, she received stares and unwanted whisper's about her, causing her to look down. She kept staring at her feet until her gaze met the same pair of shoes she had on.  

"Oh well, isn't it Miss Yatsuto Yaku, and company?" the figure crossed their arms as Yatsuto looked up, and met face to face with emerald green eyes. 'Contacts..' she thought to herself, looking up and down at the taller lady with a face of shock. "C'mon Jamie, we have to get your Make-up right again it was messed up by the rain." one of her make-up artists pulled Jamie away as Yatsuto could only stare. 'How could this be?' she thought to herself, they almost had the same style, it was uncanny. "Close your mouth before you start attracting flies..." A cold, undistinctive voice called out. 

Yatsuto looked up again, her brown eyes widening 'It's Ichigo Goemon, the lead vocalist and rapper of  LGP...' she thought to herself, as the man with almost Gray eyes, stared at her and she stared back. But suddenly his eyes turned sour as he pushed her out the way "You're in the way of my dressing room." Shoving past her as she almost fell, but caught herself. 

"Hey! wai-" but the door was slammed in her face as she had time to notice their room was noticeably larger than theirs. The room they occupied a couple of years ago while on the show. "If that's there then..." she turned around and saw the Vending Machine down the hallway, as it faced towards her. She walked right towards the mechanical device and inserted a few coins. 

"Oh, this glass looks so clean, its like I can see my reflection!" she whispered in awe as she pulled out the first water bottle, but she noticed something. "Jamie?" she whispered, peering into the glass door. Yes, it was Jamie, but she wasn't walking up to the vending Machine, she was opening the door to Ichigo's room. 'But why would she want to be in there?' she questioned herself, as she ran towards his door, pressing her ear on it.

It then became very clear, with the moans and grunts that flooded her hearing. 'Isn't Jamie already dating another member of LGP!?' she thought to herself angrily. She had just seen a scandal, and she was surprised, as she ran back to her dressing room.