A Strategist's Kiss ♕

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A Strategist's Kiss ♕

 

a private roleplay between b.luueyes and gin

 

 

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SOUSUKE HONDA (28)

 

Sousuke Honda is an adept SP team leader protecting

the nation's most popular model, Cade August.

He is quite level headed and prioritizes his work rather

than his family and that is him without noticing it. He can

outsmart any criminals and is highly intelligent which is

the ruckus in his work as to why he's a bodyguard

rather than someone who's in business. He's always firm

looking and is quite fearsome towards everybody.

His appearance would always shout,

"someone not to mess with" that's why people would

scurry off from him.

 

The courageous Honda had a daughter named Miyabi

which he dotes with high enthusiasm. His wife died after

giving birth to his daughter. Being a wifeless husband,

Honda still wears his wedding ring as a sign of his deep

love toward his deceased love.

 

He's a good cook and loves cleaning the house during his

day off. Most of the time, he goes on a fun date with his

daughter when available.

 

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186 cm

165 lbs.

Ambidextrous

Type O

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CADE AUGUST (23)

 

Cade August is currently the nations most

popular model, having been first scouted by

Burburry as a layout model. He is highly

regarded within the industry despite his recent

entry into the fashion world, and is Burburry's

male ambassador as a result of his success.

Cade is seen to be a mysterious figure, but he

is a bubbly, somewhat playful person, with an

attractive, charming personality. He is a

university graduate, intelligent and empathetic,

but he has a naive streak that often gives people

the impression of childishness. He is easy-going

generally, but dedicated and serious about

his work, tending sometimes to worry over details.

 

Cade's parents live in the UK with his younger

brother, Will (16), who he adores, yet hardly

sees due to his busy schedule. He has a love

for children, stemming from taking care of his

own brother as a child. He has a love for animals,

frequently involving himself with animal charities

and associations, as well as being firmly against

the use of animal coats and products that have

been inhumanely wrought.

 

Cade is not very good at taking care of himself.

Always having lived with his family, even during

university, he has a hard time finding the time

between work for domestic activities, and cannot

cook to save his life. He can, however, bake rather

well. When he isn't modelling or around animals,

he haunts music, record and vintage stores, loving

older styles and classic themes.

 

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180 cm

148lbs

Right handed

Type A-

 

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The bell chimed for the regular ringtone, heaps of papers covering the dusty table as the ventilation system paved way to the humid air circulating within the room. The AC was broken, you could see the sweat sliding through every person's faces inside the huge office. Some men even used the folders just to fan themselves. A normal and a tiring day has yet to start...

 

Honda couldn't endure his noisy cellphone and answered the annoying call.

 

"Honda here." his fingers loosening his necktie, gaining access for some air.

"Sousuke, come to my office, ASAP." The lazy manager of the Claims department ordered. It sounded important so he immediately left his table in a brief moment.

 

As soon as Sousuke arrived at his office, the manager couldn't invite him to sit and immediately shoved a golden folder above his desk. Sousuke already knew what's that folder all about but the client was still unknown to him. Though Sousuke had a higher position from Mitsuba, the claim's manager, he still hold airs with him that they looked reverse in the eyes of a third party.

 

The folder was labeled as classified and it's usually for VIP's. Sousuke might sense the smell of money on this one but guarding a VIP isn't a job just for bench warming; this job requires for heavy tactics and planning. Private Bodyguard Service is a job that's offered for those who can spend extra money and needs extreme protection--only for the rich.

 

"This job was handed minutes earlier, so here." He handed the folder coldly to him, as if he was picking a fight at Honda. But Honda didn't even entertain the cheap provocation; he left the office without saying anything which leads to the other's annoyed face.

 

--Cade August, 23 a famous model--eh.

 

He opened the folder and absorbed the information that seemed important to him. He considered creating a group, a four member SP team with him as the team leader. He summoned the rest of the members and transferred at the meeting room. They immediately tackled about their new subject. Delay was inexcusable, this should be over and done by the evening so that they can start the operations smoothly by tomorrow.

 

"Any questions so far? By the way let me remind you that mistakes aren't acceptable and you should guard Mr. August 24/7. Protect him at all cost.Do you understand? " The male asked while staring at the members.

 

"YES SIR." they answered in unison with their enthusiasm. It's not a difficult job in the beginning but it takes a different turn when they'll be on the field.

 

"Dismissed." Honda immediately left the room and headed home early.

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Water trickled from the Venetian fountains behind him, over each edge of the massive structure, sculptures of lions and mythical beasts surrounding each tier. The heat was stifling, the sound of birds flittering in the trees meeting his ears as he turned his face away from the camera, holding up a hand for a break. The crew seemed to deflate physically, but the energy was all still there.

 

Cade August pushed back some of his hair absently as two of the shoot assistants came over with an umbrella to shade him and some water, while one of the makeup artists came to check that his face hadn't run from the heat or the water. He let himself be dabbed and prodded, taking a moment to relax and roll his shoulders. These kinds of shoots were the worst; it didn't matter what he had to do, unless it was cruelty, but Cade was open for shoots. It was the weather that bothered him. Being from the UK didn't help with tolerance to heat.

 

So, needless to say he was not happy in the humid weather.

 

"Now, what were you saying Talia?" Cade asked absently, taking the iPad from one of the assistants and checking through the shots so far. They were looking pretty good. The model was definitely glad that this wasn't a Burburry shoot. Not that they would be so horrible as to make him shoot in heat, but still. Calvin Klein had requested him for a shoot that would get him an Italian Vogue spread, so he just had to deal with the heat, and get his shots.

 

Talia was a short, bustling Italian woman who worked for Burburry, and was his unofficial manager, who handled his schedule and everything else. "Head office just called through, they said they've set up the security we asked for, they should be starting ASAP," She flicked a few pages on her smart phone and sighed, obviously feeling far busier than she actually was. "You'll be kept on watch 24/7 from now on, Cade, no if's, but's or anything."

 

"Talia!" He turned his eyes to the woman, wide and shining with the dark auburn-red that had attracted his scouters. "It was no big deal, you didn't have to get somebody in, I was fine!"

 

"You were attacked, Cade; on a runway. You had a panic attack. We aren't going to take any chances, we do not take chances. And you are our ambassador, there is no way we are going to let you get hurt." Cade's shoulders slumped and he wiped his brow with his wrist, hearing the directors calling for the shoot to come back on again. The afternoon was getting late and they would need to be out of here in an hour. Still three locations to.

 

"Look, okay..." he said as the assistants scurried off, leaving Cade to stand, pushing some of his feathery black hair away from his eyes, knowing he did not have much time before shoot started again. "Fine, I'll take the security, but I'm going to be fine, you don't have to worry about me."

 

"Just- just do your shoot, August." Talia waved him off, shaking her head in mock annoyance. The man was just a kid really. When the woman stepped away, the director called for him to start up again, and Cade gave a charming smile, moving with his directions to lie back against the venetian stone, and just went for it. Time to think on work, not on people in dark jackets tackling him off of Guess runways.

 

They were done in half an hour.

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Honda immediately went out the office like a speed of light. Though few had really known his personal life behind work. Some said that he had lot's of affairs and other's thought that he's about to have a date. Their leader really looks good, it's just too bad for them not to think that he isn't any chick magnet of some sort.

 

Hurriedly grabbing his black cashmere coat from the holder, he drove to the next city. He didn't had the mood to even listen to the radio, instead, he drove faster as he could. Arriving at a small building, at around six o'clock. He hurriedly hopped outside his vehicle. He was looking left and right vaguely searching someone in a jiffy.

 

"Miyabi!!" At last he found his target. Arms crossed as the tiny doll-like girl glared at him with animosity.

 

"hmph." The little girl's grayish orbs suddenly shut as she jerked her head away and turned her body back to Honda.

 

"Sorry sweetie, papa's late." As if his character turn into 360, Honda rushed to the girl.

 

"Don't worry papa, I'm used to it." she still retorted wearing that cute puffed cheek.

 

As the both of them went to a slight argue the Kindergarten teacher peeked outside the door and finally decided to join their conversation. Honda might be a good negotiator to those who wants to go suicide but he couldn't calm Miyabi's sulking heart nor even appease her anger.

 

"Miyabi, you shouldn't say that to your papa. He really is working hard for your sake, hope you'll understand, kay?" As if magic's been cast down, she turned to the teacher with a nod but still glared at her father.

 

"Papa doesn't love me! He still loves his work more than me!!" As if all her bottled emotions exploded as she lowered her head in front of Honda.

 

"Miyabi, I'm really sorry. As a sign of sorry we'll be staying at home for dinner." Honda knelt and hugged the smaller-frame within his arms. Tightly, deploying his warmness to the other, hoping that Miyabi could feel that he really was sorry.

 

Miyabi's warm hands touched her father's cheek as she said, " Really?!"

 

Since Honda was always busy, the both of them would usually dine at family restaurants. He just couldn't find the time to cook for her. But he'll try his best to spend time with his daughter during day-offs . The more that he worked hard for the sake of Miyabi, Miyabi on the other hand grew colder towards him. Their relationship was barely hanging and one more of this behavior, he'll lose his daughter's heart. He didn't want that, he promised his wife that he'd do his very best to support Miyabi; to not let her feel that it's wrong having only his father beside her.

 

"Anything that the princess wants. How about Steak? Sounds good?" He ruffled her daughter's silky hair.

 

"YAY!! meat~!" she hopped in happiness and kissed Honda's cheeks.

 

How he wished he could bribed her with this childish things, but it'll be a matter of time that she'll have different types of happiness. But what will he say to Miyabi about his operation tomorrow? What words will he tell her? In all those thoughts scrambling in his head, he'd already decided to let his Mother watch Miyabi for the time being. He knew she'll sulk again, but it's work and it's inevitable not to leave her for quite a moment. So Honda decided to pamper her daughter, splurge her with all her wants. She'll understand, won't she? It's just for a while...

 

Thus, their bonding times were a countdown to their short parting.

 

 

 

 

 

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The photo shoot finished against a long, Italian style spiral staircase, which he was instructed to pose with. The white slacks were beginning to stick to the back of his legs by the time they were finished, Cade finally giving a sigh of relief and waving to the rest of the crew as they waved to him from where he sat rather precariously on the edge of the stairwell, a few feet up. Swinging his legs over the side, he stood and practically skipped down the stairs, looking out at the rapidly setting sun.

 

The director was over to him quickly, grasping his hands with larger, firmer ones. The man was a Greek, well known and influential, and he was impressed with Cade. Most definitely, he said. Cade could understand very little of what he was saying, the man speaking broken English, but from what he could gather the director was happy with him! Calvin Klein would have another fourteen page spread in Italian Vogue.

 

"T-Thank you sir, it was incredible to work with you, really!" He said, grasping the other mans hands as well, before he was ushered away by Talia back to wardrobe to change for the umpteenth time that day, and when he finally settled back into his good old vintage Dolce shorts and a bigger Burburry Brit shirt, he found he could finally relax. Settling into the car on the way back to his hotel, he settled back into the leather and slipped out of his shoes, propping his feet up onto the back of the seat, smiling as he checked his phone.

 

Skype messages from Will. His younger brother had just started 6th Form at Cade's old private school back in England. He was doing well, from what he knew, but he had not had much time lately to catch up.

 

How was the shoot?

 

Hot and humid.

 

Poor Cadey. Cade rolled his eyes at the nickname when another message popped up.

 

Video call tonight?

 

The model's spirits soared. If he was asking that meant he was free. And that...meant that they could actually spend some time together tonight. He was going to be doing a heap with the Burburry Brit range in the next few days, preparing for Tokyo fashion week in only nine days. That was hectic enough as it was.

 

Yes, yes yes! Be home in half an hour!

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The tv was on, playing the child's favorite, Tangled. Her small head sleeping at the lap of his father. The both of them had successfully ate their dinner. Luckily, Miyabi enjoyed it very much, so much that she'd ask for another bowl of rice. As his precious princess was sleeping, Honda was still holding the golden folder as he read through the details keenly. Their are three folders stacked, he had still the work to sort his teammates day offs and protection strategy. As he was running through them, he even thought to have a Saturday off but it was impossibling. Judging from his position in the team, he's bound to stay guard at the subject, thought not 24 hours. At least half a day of break wouldn't even allow him to go to the province where Miyabi will be staying during the summer breaks. He even had promised her to go to the pool this summer. Shoving his glasses up, he sighed; his work was really something...

 

 

 

 

It was Saturday, his departing day. He had already informed her mother about his work. Able to escape from few scoldings because of his shortcomings; his mother finally agreed in watching her favorite granddaughter.

 

"Won't you stay for a bit until she wakes up?" His mother, Sayako stated as she rearranged the sheets covering Miyabi.

"It'll be hard to leave once she wakes up. And our call time is eight." He responded, rummaging at his baggage.

"Sousuke, please be extra careful. I know you're strong but it's not bad to take care of yourself too." she added, her care and concern remained constant despite the change of time.

"I will, mother. Take care the both of you. Give this to Miyabi when she wakes up and here's my credit card." He handed a letter, a card, and a huge teddy bear to his mom.

"You never fail to spoil her. "

"I will never fail in that. Then I'll be off, please take care." he embraced his mother tightly and kissed sleeping Miyabi's forehead.

 

 

 

 

 

Those were the last words he spoke before leaving his premises. Sousuke hoped and pray for his mother and daughter's safety. He left his house wearing an all black suit. They were supposed to gather in front of Showa Kinen Kōen and he arrived thirty minutes before the desired time. The male paid no attention to the scourging heat of the sun. He even had the passerby's staring at him. He's tall built and quite large for an average Japanese man. Sousuke had attracted unwanted attention so he decided to go under the tree, shading himself. Thanks to the thick suit, his face was slightly sweating. He was firmly rooted at the shade as he gaze like a falcon at the crowd, looking for his subordinates.

 

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As soon has he was in his hotel apartment, he dumped the Thai he had asked Talia to organise for him on the way home onto his coffee table and ran to grab a quick shower. The cold water running over him felt like a godsend after such a hot day. It had been practically boiling outside in the sun. Horrible. It would have burnt if he hadn't been lathered with sunscreen laden makeup, lots of shade and lots of water. Yet, it had still caused him to sweat like anything.

 

As he escaped the shower, tugging on a pair of boxers, he grabbed his laptop in one hand and towelled his dark locks dry with the other. Setting it up on the coffee table next to his Thai, he cuddled back into the pillows and cracked open the rice. The skype icon instantly came up and he grinned, placing the call through. Cade spent hours speaking with his baby brother, catching up and laughing like he hadn't in a while. True laughter, loving and happy. When he finally said goodnight, it was eleven at night and he was not at all exhausted. But he knew he needed to sleep. After all, his brother did have school. The Thai containers sat in the trash and his laptop sitting on the table lying dark, and he finally headed to bed, despite his reluctance, and slept like a baby.

 

 

When he finally managed to get to the site of his next event, he had only been awake an odd hour. It was nine in the morning, and his day would be long at that. Talia had picked him up from his hotel after a quick, almost scurried dressing that somehow managed to fit into ten minutes, and the two were on their way to Showa Kinen Kōen. He had a commercial shot for Burburry's new Brit campaign, set amongst the summer blossoms of the place. Cade had never been before, but he was anxious to see it. Even with Talia prattling along in his ears.

 

"-u need to be as polite with these men as you would with any Burburry executive, any go-see, anyone, Cade. They are here to protect you but you must show them decency. Yes, they will be intruding into your time, but that doesn't matter so much as they will be there so that you do not need to worry. Please, just make sure to-"

 

"Talia!" He said pointedly, finally, gesturing to her as they pulled up on the curb, the car sliding to a halt. "Please, just...shush. I can deal. it'll be fine." He said as he reached to grab his phone to shove into the pocket of his jeans, having already prepared for the shoot in dress, just needing whatever touch ups and makeup they wanted to do. It was a group commercial, shot over a few days with a few different models from the world scene. Ambassadors who were giving some thoughts on the fashion week fragrance, and lending their names and faces to it.

 

Cade was one of them.

 

Sliding out of the car, he stepped onto the curb, pulling his sunglasses up as they were caught in momentary shade, and looked around as Talia stepped out beside him.

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It was already 7 : 45 , finally he'd seen a glimpse of his teammate rushing towards him frantically. It was no other than Luka Meiyer, a happy-go-lucky member of the SP Team. Hadn't he known that Luka had took some self-defense courses, he probably would doubt his abilities. He was rather thin and was overly hyper, his enthusiastic smile could blind Honda. It was really uneasy to the point of annoying. Nevertheless, he couldn't care less, as long as he could perform the job that's passed to him.

 

"Honda-san, sorry to make you wait. Eh where's Shin and Shun?" He spoke rapidly as he searched at the empty park.

 

"They're still not here," Honda replied shortly as he handed the bottle of water that he was supposed to drink earlier.

 

"Here, take this."

 

"Eh!? I couldn't impose on you that much. Thanks but no thanks," he waved his hands oddly. But Honda was the type of guy that's persistent enough to push his desired opinion and goodwill.

 

"Just take it." this time, he spoke with authority which led Luka taking the bottle immediately.

 

"Thank you very much," he politely nodded and immediately drunk the water inside it. See? he's completely thirsty.

 

At the strike of Eight in his wristwatch, he saw his last teammates appearing at the seemingly horizon of the park, Shinsuke Tagami and Shunsuke Tagami. The twins that graduated at the Police Academy but at a certain turn of events ended up as a SP. The four of them immediately started to work, hovering around the park; looking for possible places that August might be doing his photo shoots. Honda immediately assigned everyone to their corresponding places, they're supposedly hidden and a meters away from August. For the sole purpose of not causing too much attention and to lure the attacker which was the secondary reason for the agency to hire an SP Team.

 

"Shinsuke and Shunsuke will be guarding the west and east area respectively. Luka on the south and i'll be on the north. If you've spot anything strange going on, report it immediately. Let's do this. "

 

"Yes sir." One by one they moved back to their assigned places watching as the clock strike nine.

 

 

Finally, August Cade had arrived at the scene. He looked so young for his age and is really the definition of a real 'Model.' He's a promising child. Honda evaluated his subject from head to foot. The male looked so unguarded, Honda already knew that he had no fighting skills so that's more of the reason he needed bodyguards.

 

Honda was simply leaning at the tree as he was closely watching Cade's movements. He was ten meters apart from the subject and had no plans of introducing himself to August; he's simply understanding and observing his personality and mannerisms for a moment.

 

"Ojii-san" Caught in a surprise, Honda jerked himself away from the small kid who called his attention.

 

"cool ojii-san can you please get the balloon over there?" He pointed at the branch where his balloon was stuck.

 

"..." he stared at the kid then back to Cade.

 

--this'll be fast` he thought of ignoring the kid but he did gave Honda those puppy eyes, plus he called him cool ojii-san, it really did hit 'there'.

 

Honda immedietely reached for the red balloon and successfully returned it to the kid.

 

"dozou." his face was still complacent yet the children didn't get scared of him.

 

"thank you cool ojii-san. Bye~" the kid hurried back to his mother which didn't even notice his son's matter about the balloon.

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The air was hot and humid outside, and he was glad he had dressed in the Brit style, because it was definitely more comfortable for this weather than the usual Burburry stylings. The location was beautiful to say the least, and as he stepped across the parklands, he gazed around at the tourists as he spotted the place he would be going immediately. Two large tents set up to the southern side of the land, away from the area they would probably be shooting so that they would get the maximum effect on the round shots.

 

Pushing his sunglasses up his nose, he and Talia made their way over to where the executive was stepping out of the tent, dressed rather stylishly in some kind of print shorts from the older Brit range and a triple layered shirt that Cade thought was entirely inappropriate for the weather, but the man seemed alright with it. He didn't even seem to be hot. Reaching out his hand, Cade smiled, genuinely glad to meet this man. After all, any Burburry person was a friend to him. "Cade! Glad you could be here; sorry about the weather, I know you don't like it."

 

"Don't worry sir, I understand," Cade chuckled, pulling back to run a hand through his hair. "I'm not all that fussed with it, really; it's just a bit of heat. Can't be helped; I'm here to work."

 

The man looked at him with an almost fond smile and gestured to the tents. "Please, call me James; we are on a tight schedule so we'll have to get you changed, into makeup and out again- we're shooting by the blossoms on the southern side, and around-"

 

And Cade was lost in the world of makeup artists and stylists, his body manipulated in exactly the way they wanted, his clothes taken from him and replaced with others. He was used to the somewhat kind but almost clinical treatment, and he just kept the smile on his face and waited for it to be over. This was a job; he was getting into job mode. Yes, Cade August was a fun loving, easy-going guy, but in no way was he like that all the time. He was serious about work, and while he could definitely have fun with it, he was not the kind of person who stuffed around.

 

Only fifteen minutes later they were out, the photographer a man he had worked with before, James, Talia, as well as two spare makeup artists, three gofers and of course the main stylist, who had delegated the clothes to be carried by the gofers, who were also hoisting water, parasols and seats. Poor people. As soon as they were set up, Cade took his amongst the perfectly planted, almost wild/tame looking fields of red, purples and softer pinks, their intention to take head to the wind for more whimsical shots while still keeping the high fashion image. People were ushered away from the edges for the shots, meant to be singular and beautiful.

 

"You ready to start?"

 

"Sure am," Cade replied, pushing his hair out of his eyes as the wind blew by, before shaking it out again in prep for what he had been thinking about on shots for the moment. If they were doing wind-whimsical, his hair would play a part, as well as the clothing. Cade was known for expressive shots, and that was what he would give them.

 

"Alright- starting in three, two, one- first shot."

 

Shutter, click.

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Honda grabbed the handkerchief in his pocket, the heat was starting to consume him. The water he'd drank earlier had started to perspire out from his pores. It was really hot, hot enough for a man wearing a thick three-layered suit to sweat excessively.

 

He'd even remembered his sunglasses inside his vest pocket as he noticed August handing it to the make-up artist. Honda immediately wore it as he focused back at guarding 'everyone's-precious-model'.

 

"Alpha, Suspicious person at 4 o'clock. Shall we approach it or not?"

He heard Meiyer speak at his earpiece. He then immediately turned his body at the location where Meiyer had stated. Alpha was his code name in the team and followed by the rest, (Bravo= Luka Delta= Shinsuke Charlie= Shunsuke).

 

"No, i'll go. Just stay on your post." In his baritone voice he ordered as he slowly stepped outside the bushes. He was the one closest to the suspect, so he decided to approach it immediately.

 

Honda then heard clicking sounds as he approached the person behind. It was wearing a thick jacket and a cap, his face was entirely hidden and he was of course hidden behind the bushes. The ever noticeable lenses was glimmering between lapses of the shade of the tree. Honda, without speaking immediately grabbed the Camera away from the stranger.

 

"Pictures aren't allowed within 20 meter radius. You're coming with me." He stated in monotone as he immediately grabbed the shorter male away from the bushes.

 

"LET ME GO!! I WAS JUS---" the male tried to reach Honda's head but to no avail his position prohibited him to do so.

"We can just end this one without a fuss so behave like a good kid."

"pfft." Meyer with his immediately silenced giggle was then heard. The way he addresses the stranger was kind of like Honda's thing; treating everyone shorter than him like a kid.

 

He walked to the area where they could settle down without disturbing others. Honda was literally carrying the other male like he's like a sack of rice. The paparazzi, his occupation revealed, was still trying to break free from Honda. The both of them was starting to cause a bit of attention but Honda paid no interest at the people staring at the both of them.

 

[b.lueeyes]

Shutter. Click. Click Click.

 

The shoot was fairly simple. Be a figure in the surroundings, meet the cheer and heat of summer with a beautiful smile, be one with the gardens. That was the brief, of all things. Either way, Cade knew the kind of thing they were after, and shot after shot the director was beaming. "Just like that, August, keep going- can we change out shirt and belts please!"

 

Cade was engrossed in his work, but not enough that he wasn't at least noticing the people around. They were in an open setting, of course he would. He waved to a few people who had obviously come to have a look see at the shoot, and he saw the beams of their smiles from where he was. Smiling, he turned to the assistants and stylists, who gave him the new shirt and belt arrangement, as well as adding a hat for him to work with. They gave him some water and then, back to work.

 

Shutter. Click. Shutter. Click-click.

 

They moved into the fountain areas for long shots, and Cade was given a change of clothes entirely, causing arrangements of chairs and screens for him to change. He was used to it on park kind of settings, there wasn't too much to it. He stepped out again in a cut sleeve shirt, revealing the leaner muscles of his arms, and shorts just above knee length, and the stylists gave him the same hat and belts to tie it in. He was just about to start again, when he noticed the crew turning away and-

 

-there was a man in a suit carrying someone over his shoulder.

 

"A-Ah, wha-" Cade began, blinking in surprise. He met Talia's eyes from behind the director and she nodded, holding up a hand. What did tha- oh. The security. But what was he- if he was carrying someone out, then what were they doing? He hadn't even noticed them previously, it was so...

 

"Can we take a break, please, I want to sit down before we do the panorama shots." Cade said; it wasn't so much a question, but a statement, which was strange for Cade. It was still polite, but it was the most inpolite thing he had said all morning, as such...it was not so bad. The crew agreed, the director ordering them back to the tents for a little bit of a break before they continued shooting. So, Cade stepped into the shady tent, and was given an ice pack to put on the back of his neck for the heat. The cool of the ice was so welcome, and he sighed, leaning back against the chair.

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Sousuke immediately tweaked the camera and confiscated the film, placing it at his left side pocket. The paparazzi cursed and shouted at him but it was of no effect to Honda. His eyes did glare for a bit which had brought to a great solution of silencing the latter up. The bodyguard then escorted him away from the shooting area while strictly watching the male in case if he'd try something funny.

 

It was even a mystery to Honda as how Paparazzi's had these unwavering devotion towards their job no matter how much they'd suffer just to take some snapshots. Though bodyguards doesn't differ with their working style, given the fact that their job was of no secrecy , it had a higher advantage compared to the other job.

 

Honda strolled for the area a bit, together with his team, securing it for a moment and checking for another suspicious person to appear and ruin the shoot.

 

Noticing a short-break, he immediately approached the guys who was responsible for the photoshoot.

 

"Here's the film I've confiscated, you may dispose it anytime." The male then handed the film at the man. Glancing at Cade, Honda just bowed as a sign of respect and returned back to his post. Though he needed to introduce himself and his team, it will be of some other time since they weren't the priority as for that day's agenda. Honda and the rest just observed the shoot. Cade was really a good model, he didn't even budge nor complained despite the heat that was prickling at their skins; he's a pro beyond pro's.

 

Honda wanted to have a decent talk with the famous model regarding the agency's policy but he was stopped as he saw him walking away for a change of clothes.

 

"Gather at Point B, the shoot's done." Honda ordered his teammates.

 

 

"Oh you don't have to Mr. Honda, it's our job." Talia hesitated as she saw Honda carrying the bags that she was supposed to carry.

 

"A little help won't hurt a bit." As he glanced at his subordinates who did the same thing without his orders. It wasn't in their rules nor policy but they usually help at odd jobs without an additional pay. As long as it's in the commerce of men, they're willing to help.

 

 

Though Honda's eyes never left Cade who was resting at the folded chair at his right, it was still his top priority to guard him at all cost.

[b.lueeyes]

The shoot wound to a close quickly, after finishing their final shots. With another bottle of water going down his throat came the director debriefing he and his staff, and Cade smiling softly at the man as he explained that he had been looking forward to working with him for quite some time. It hadn't been all that long since he was new to the business...comments like that from people like him always hit home just a little. "No, sir...trust me; the honour is mine. I've seen your work in Italian Vogue and it's...breathtaking to say the least, please. Thank you for taking me on as your model."

 

The man seemed to flush just a little, and there was a small, comfortable silence between them before it was broken by a immensely tall man in a three piece suit. Cade didn't care if he was the Burburry ambassador, not even his label could con him into wearing a three piece suit, shirt and tie in this kind of heat. He gazed up at him for a moment, noting his words. Confiscated...ah, this must be- Talia placed a hand on his shoulder and Cade opened his mouth to speak, but the man simply bowed and moved away, and Cade was left to be put back to business.

 

"Was that-"

 

"Yes, that was one of the security team. Don't worry, nothing serious happened, it was just a minor clause breach. It has been taken care of," Talia reassured him with a curt, easy tone that only in its hushed demeanor showed it's intent. The director pushed the film into his pocket, for which Cade was grateful for. The director of the shoot was responsible for photos. If there were any extra or if there were any that were not his from his shoot...he would have to sue or pay outlying fees for confide. Which the younger was sure he didn't want.

 

Pushing some dark hair from his eyes, he took another swig of water and hummed, wiping a towel absently over his neck. "Alright...what's next for today?"

 

Talia had her blackberry ready and waiting for his question, and she made two taps before answering. "You have a runway pre-see in an hour and a half, travel time included. We have clothes in the car for you; set 12." Cade nodded in understanding; he had set up twenty codes for meets with designers, particularly those where he was working, and twelve was, if he recalled, one of his more simple sets. White washed jeans, high tops and a loose shirt, blue-grey. This would be fairly casual then...either that or-

 

"What kind of pre-see?"

 

"They want the candidates for opening to walk for the designers, you'll be directed with a few requests from the designers, and...the other selected models who can make it will be there as well. Currently two hundred odd have said they will attend, but this figure does need to be updates." Talia replied curtly, and passed him back the waterbottle to fill his mouth so he couldn't speak. His PA PR knew that he was not used to such a status yet, but they were practically throwing him to the wolves here! Putting him in a massive auditorium with that many models, as well as the top designers of the age? What were they thinking?

 

"And then I've put you up for masterclassing-"

 

Cade tuned out after that. He gave a deep breath and stood. "I understand. Let me get dressed...the drive will take a while." Talia nodded to him, and a shine of pity showed in her eyes. If anything, Talia was one of the people who knew he could handle such sudden demands, but either way; for any model of his few years, doing a masterclass for some of those who were selected from thousands of other models was going to be daunting.

 

But Cade wasn't one to show his anxiety or nervousness when he worked. No...if anything, this would make him even more determined for success.

 

The shoot was packed quickly, surprisingly, with the help of the security team, who Cade kept his eyes on. The taller one, dark hair, the very strong jaw, low set shoulders and broad... He was a very good looking man, even if Cade could only really see him from a way away, not having had a chance to gaze him over when he had been near...still. Ushered into the car, intense eyes fell over the other man's back, dark cobalt watching him until they left the curb. Duty did call after all...

[gin]

"Maan I'm tired!! " Luka stretched his arms in an exaggeration as he glanced at the team leader who was tapping his phone casually. Its been quite some time since he saw Honda arbitrarily texting during work hours. An urge to peak gave Luka the energy to glanced behind as he was greeted by a snap of the phone.

 

"Oh Chief, that was your daughter right!?" his playful tone was intact.

"Yes." his brows knitted, he really didn't want others trespassing his private life. The way Luka knew he had a daughter gave him a sudden realization that even his men had been sniffing his personal information. He doubt Shinsuke and Shunsuke hadn't known the fact that he had a family and is currently wifeless. They didn't had the time to divorce nor they had bad relationship, his wife just passed away as she was plagued with Cancer. Just the thought brought him dread, he really didn't want to remember such grim highlight from his life.

 

He ordered the rest to rode the other car as he ushered the supermodel, Cade August, inside a huge van. He sat their promptly as his eyes surveyed outside the vehicle. Like a guard dog, he watched the passing vehicles with a stealth. Who knows when those creeps would attack, Honda didn't like the idea of lowering his guard.

 

His eyes on the road as his ears were sharply listening at Talia and Cade who were talking casually. His stern face completely intact as he heard them profusely laughing. It wasn't really a bodyguard's task to hop in with their conversation and Honda just listened to them without turning around at the both of them who were situated at the back.

 

For a supermodel like Cade, he really didn't hold back laughing. He could see past to the kid that he was completely enjoying his work despite his exhaustion. He's completely natural, Honda observed. He wasn't like those two faced actors and actresses who hypocritically smile in front but in the back they're completely jerks disguised in mask of an angel.