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Kagura glanced at Okita and smiled coyly, "I think you're kind"

"You're cute" he replied.

"And that concludes the highlights from last week's episodes." Sakaguchi turned to the female producer sitting next to him in the studio. "What do you think Misaki-san, quite a delightful development for our young couple, don't you think?"

"Oh yes, they make such a cute couple. I'm glad they faced last week's challenge head on. I'm lucky to be their producer, they're so much fun to work with," she enthused. "So young and full of curiosity and life. I can't wait to spend more time with them. What do you think Sakaguchi-san?" Mitsuki giggled, " WILL THEY FALL IN LOVE?"

"That was a bit embarrassing to watch" Shinpachi said and switched to another channel. "They must have edited that? No way Kagura-chan would call Okita-san nice, ne Gin-san?"

"I think no one would"

WEEK TWO, DAY SEVEN:

"Okay!" Misaki said as she rushed into the apartment for her producer meeting with the cast and crew. She placed a stack of papers on the coffee table, and began handing out printouts to everyone in the room. This included Okita and Kagura who sat on the opposite side of the table.

"So the first week's results are in, and we've noticed an audience drop since the first episode, and it continued to drop all through the week." She gestured out to the room, "does anyone here have an idea why we're doing so poorly?"

No answer.

"Well…" she adjusted her glasses and glanced at the young couple. Kagura was picking her nose, reading through the printout, while Okita had ignored it and read a gossip magazine instead.

"Anyone?" Misaki asked again.

The male contestant raised his hand.

"Yes, Okita-san?"

"It says here that we have no chemistry"

"And do you know why you don't have any chemistry? Hmm, Kagura-chan?"

Kagura just shrugged flicked a booger in Okita's direction, but he evaded it by using the magazine as a bat and knocking it on to one of the cameramen instead.

Misaki slammed her hand in the coffee table, which made Kagura jump in her seat. "There are no chemistry, because the two of you barely interacted last week. We had to edit a lot just to make it seem like you're actually talking to each other, do you know how hard that was?" she rubbed her temple, "I had to sleep at the office most of the week, you have no idea of how tired I am."

"But,"

"NO BUTS!" Misaki slammed her hand in the coffee table again. "We need to do better this week. Or rather, you need to do better Kagura-chan"

"Hey, why are you singling me out? I'm not the only contestant here!"

"Okita-san is doing a great job. Especially considering the material you're giving him. He's cool and levelheaded, and has the prince act well put together. He is a fan-favorite." This statement earned her a smirk from Okita. "He does particularly well in women 15-35 and… certain gentlemen," a statement that earned her a snort from Kagura.

"You need to do better this week Kagura, or there won't be a next week. God! We picked the two of you because you had great onscreen chemistry. We wanted to capture that in this show. I hope you're able to give us that chemistry without fighting. Remember that we won't get any ad revenue if this show turns too violent."

"What happens if we don't?"

"Well… Okita-san," Misaki lit a cigarette, and inhaled a deep breath of it before she answered. "We'll be cancelled, and you won't win any money. Okay?"

"Ehm…" Kagura began fidgeting, "I'm not doing this for the money, I'm doing this to…"

Misaki raised her brows, "Find love? Don't think you can fool me little girl. I honestly don't care whether you're doing this for the money or not. I'm fine with it as long as it's good television. Do you understand?"

She went into the hall and came back with a white plastic bag. She handed it to Kagura.

"What is this?" Kagura opened the bag, and was unamused when she saw that it was filled with shoujo manga and romantic novels.

"Read those, and study it vigorously." Misaki answered and put out her cigarette. "You need to decide your character. I know you tried to go for the stereotypical heroine last week, but it fell flat."

Kagura pulled one of the mangas up from the bag, and studied the cover. Would this really help?

"Meeting adjourned"

Kagura had read through most of the material she was given, and realized that she didn't know the first thing about love. She had also noticed that her character was nothing like a lead character in

Where was the action? The fighting, the cursing, the gore? Where was the cursing? Was she really that far off the spectrum? Was she nothing like these shoujo heroines?

And… was that really so bad?

Most of the mangas she had received revolved around kind girls, that only thought about love. So much so that they forgot all about the other aspects of their lives; like their hobbies, and their friends. They were prone to stupid misunderstandings and unnecessary drama.

But this was the kind of girl Misaki wanted her to be. So she had to comply. Kagura went online and took a test to see which arch type she most resembled, thinking it would be easier for her to base her character on someone like her.

She clicked through the options, and ended up with tsundere. "Guess I need twin tales," she noted, and googled further. She looked through a list of mangas featuring a tsundere, and noticed one of the titles that she'd seen in her bag. She rifled through it, and found the volume she was looking for; Toradora!

WEEK TWO, DAY EIGHT

Kagura began her morning routine by putting her hair up in twin tails, she wanted to really get into this character.

"Mornin'" Okita said as she joined him for breakfast. She gave him a cold stare, and took a serving without saying anything.

He rolled his eyes at her, "you're still not upset that I did better than you the polls are you?"

"It's not like I care about you or anything" she answered and bit into her onigiri.

"Come on Ch-, Kagura-chan". They had both been instructed to refrain from their usual way of addressing each other. Potential couple China and Sadist didn't sit well with marketing, Kagura-chan and Sougo-Kun however. They both got chills down their spines when they had to be this informal and intimate with each other.

WEEK TWO, DAY ELEVEN

Kagura got better with her tsundere act over the days, and she was getting positive feedback from Misaki as well. Sougo, on the other hand, wasn't too thrilled about this act. He was exhausted from her constant shifting between the tsun and the dere part of her character. It would happen more than five times during each interaction.

They hadn't been able to fulfill this week's challenge either. They were supposed to do something nice for each other, but Kagura was making it hard for him to do his part. She had also made it harder for him to keep up the prince act. He had to lay down and replenish his energy after every meal. That was what he was doing now.

"Sougo-kun!" Kagura yelled from the other room.

Sougo sighed and pulled off his sleeping mask. What fresh hell awaited him now? He scratched the back of his head as he entered the washing room. "What do you want, Kagura-chan" he yawned into his hand. "Did you miss me while I was asleep?"

Kagura glared at him. "Don't flatter yourself"

Oh goodie, she was tsun.

"Why did you call med then?"

"I think something's wrong with the washing machine"

"How so?"

"Well…" Kagura blushed. "I wanted to wash our clothes… together, but you were asleep. So I thought I could just do it myself."

Sougo knew that this wasn't heading in a good direction.

Kagura opened the door to the washing machine and pulled out one of Sougo's white t-shirt. Except that it wasn't white anymore. It was pink, and much smaller than it had been before Kagura got her claws in it.

He tried to hold his temper. This wasn't exactly a good thing to wake up to, and he hadn't brought that many shirts with him either. "Did you remember to separate colors from white?"

"Are you supposed to do that?"

Sougo sighed. He had to keep cool. "Did you wash all of it?"

"No, only what I could fit in the washer. It's mostly my clothes. I was about to put on a new machine"

Sougo took the hamper out of her hands. "I think I'll do this from now on"

"Hey!" Sougo gave her a stern look, and she gave in, knowing it would be best if she didn't do more laundry.

"You can keep this" Sougo stretched out his arm, and handed her the pink t-shirt. "It' won't fit me anymore."

"Th-thank you" Kagura replied.

I just wanted to take a sec and thank you all for the nice reviews, and for following this story. You make this experience even more fun.
I have to apologize for uploading this chapter late, I was set back one day due to other work, so this is just how it will be right now. I hope to catch up again soon, and to actually read what other people have been contributing with this week.