Magnet

Summary: Gakupo and Kaito are both very popular singers-every fangirl's wet dream. They are rivals, and have been since they first met. However, their managers decide that due to public demands, they should sing an album together. Doesn't that spell disaster?

Rating: T, for suggestive themes, maybe language.

Disclaimer: Ha! I wish I owned these beautiful virtual men and their voices, but my wish remains unfulfilled. I also own none of the songs mentioned. A/N's will contain names of songs used, and lyrics will be in English.

Chapter 1

Kaito stopped in the doorway and felt a flare of irritation. "What is he doing here?" he asked loudly so that his rival could hear him. He slid his sunglasses from over his eyes to rest on top of his blue head, showing his furrowed brow.

Gakupo did indeed hear him, and looked up from his phone to see his arch-nemesis standing in the doorway. Annoyance crossed his face as well. He turned his head of long purple hair from Kaito to glare at his manager, who stood and crossed the room to meet Kaito's manager.

"Glad you could make it," Gumi said, shaking hands with Meiko, Kaito's manager.

"Glad to be here," Meiko replied, smiling. "Now, shall we fill the boys in?"

"Fill in on what?" Gakupo spoke up in a venomous voice.

Kaito stayed where he was, folding his arms. He was contemplating whether to leave or not, and had just decided to when Meiko seemed to read his mind. She reached behind her and expertly caught hold of his arm, then dragged him forward to sit in the leather chairs across from Gakupo and Gumi. They had met in a private room in a recording studio, barely managing to dodge a horde of fangirls as they caught sight of them.

"Okay," Gumi said when they had all been seated. Gakupo scowled at her. "We're here today because Meiko and I have decided it would be a boost to both of your ratings to record an album together."

The vocalists locked eyes with one another with a surprised expression that instantly turned to distaste.

Meiko continued where Gumi had left off. "So we've chosen a few of your best songs, six from the both of you, and had a duet expert rewrite them to be sung as a duet. So you two will barely have any work to do. All you have to do is practice a couple of times, and over the next two weeks, we'll record them!"

Kaito raised an eyebrow. "A duet expert?"

Gakupo looked at Gumi. "How could you decide something without me so easily?" he demanded. He rudely gestured to Kaito, who narrowed his eyes at him. "I can't work with this guy! It's impossible."

Gumi only laughed. "I'm sure you two will grow on one another. It's not like you hate each other."

"That's exactly what it is," Gakupo hissed.

"Well," Kaito said airily, "I hate you more."

"I'm going to choke the life out of you with that stupid scarf," Gakupo shot back.

Kaito looked offended. "I'll strangle you with your ridiculous hair."

Gakupo stood up, fists clenched at his side, and Kaito did the same. Meiko and Gumi shared an uneasy glance, unwilling to step in if a physical altercation broke out.

"Oh, look!" Meiko's nervous voice sang out. "There's our expert, here to save the day!"

The men both looked to the door and saw a rather young-looking woman looking at them. She had her teal-colored hair in two pigtails, and even though her hair was up the ends nearly touched the floor. Her mini-skirt showed off her smooth, long legs. "Am I interrupted something?" she asked, shifting two songbooks in her arms.

"No, no," Gumi said, standing to greet her. "We're so glad you're here, Miku. Thank you so much for coming."

Miku beamed. "It's really no problem," she said. "In fact, I am a rather big fan of you two, you know, and you have no idea how excited I was when I found out you wanted to do a duet album! I picked your best songs." As she rambled she had crossed the room and set the books down on the coffee table, then turned to face them. "You're a lot taller in person, you know," she said.

The men looked down at her, unsure what to say. She looked too cute and innocent to blatantly turn away. Kaito inwardly hoped she would hurry up and leave so he could tell the managers that he definitely was not doing any duet album. Gakupo's thoughts ran along the same line.

"Miku," Meiko said. "Would you just mind, uh, running these two lunk-heads through their parts?"

"Sure thing!" Miku picked up one of the books. "Of course, you both get one of these. I printed it on the finest paper and bound them myself-only the best for you two! And here is the table of contents, so you don't have look for the song you want. You don't have to sing them in the order I put them in, of course, but I felt that in this order they had the best flow.

"Gakupo's lines are in purple, since it's your favorite color, and Kaito's are in blue. I also put your first initial before the line in case you're colorblind and can't differentiate between purple and blue-it was lucky I thought of that. That would have been embarrassing.

"And I wrote the music and vocal cues so you wouldn't get confused. Not saying that you would, it was just in case, of course. You two are both amazing, so it's hard to imagine you being normal, error-making human beings.

"Anyway, there are six songs from Gakupo's album and six from Kaito, just to make it even and fair. I'd hate to hurt one of your feelings. I also wrote out the duets to have as even a number of singing parts as I could. Most of the time it's harmony, but there are some divided parts.

"Any questions?" she finally finished, looking up from her songbook at the singers.

"No," they replied in unison.

"Great!" Miku said, closing it and setting it back down. "I can't wait to hear the finished product!" The girl glanced down at her wrist watch and uttered a string of curses, shocking all of them. "I'm late," she said, moving toward the door. "See you guys later!"

"So," Gumi said, picking up a book and handing it to Gakupo, "you'll do it?"

Meiko picked up the other and forced it into Kaito's hands.

The men glared sullenly at the music in their hands, then slowly looked at each other. Through unspoken, mutual consent, they nodded curtly, then returned to their seats and began looking over their parts. Meiko and Gumi smirked with satisfaction and high fived.