The next morning Kira awoke to find Soryu gone, preferably for work. She shrugs and changes into a new outfit, a white and navy stripe skirt with a white tank top and blue blazer over it. With navy ballet flats and her raven hair down in curls, she puts on an opal necklace and heads out to the lounge.

All the bidders were there, chatting loudly. "Morning, guys!" Kira greets them cheerfully but only Baba and Ota replied with the same energy whilst Eisuke, Soryu and Mamoru only nod their heads in greeting or a small, "Morning," in return.

"Did you guys have breakfast yet?" she asks, heading for the kitchen nearby. They shook their heads no and Kira offers to make them breakfast, which they accept gratefully. But on the other hand, Ota follows Kira into the kitchen.

"Hey, Kira! What are you making for us?" he smiles happily, peeking over her shoulder as Kira begins setting up the stove and ingredients. "Omelettes, pancakes, and some fruit salad. Are you okay with that?"

"Sounds good, anyway I can help?" he offers kindly and Kira's eyes travel to the fruit. "Can you get the strainer? Just wash the fruit and if you can, cut them up." she asks, handing him a knife and cut board and gesturing the to the strainer. "Alright."

They work together, chatting happily as they cook. "I'm done with the fruit." Ota reports, showing her the cut up fruit in a big bowl. "Great, I'll serve them up, can you please place the omelettes on plates?"

Kira begins scooping up the mixed fruits, separating them into small bowls. "Who wants ketchup on their omelettes?" Kira calls out to the lounge, peeking out from the kitchen. Baba calls back a yes while the other three raise their hands. "That's everyone then." she nods and walks over to Ota. "Ota, want to decorate the omelettes with ketchup?"

"Sure, ketchup art!" he smiles widely and takes out to bottle. "It's too hard with those." Kira pulls out two empty icing bags, pouring the ketchup in each bag. "Let's start." she laughs and tosses Ota a bag, which he catches gently.

They begin drawing on different omelettes, trying to draw the bidders on each. They both turn at the same time, looking at each other. "Wow!" they call out in unison. "That looks great, Ota." Kira giggles, looking at the ketchup picture of Baba. "Yours is a great Soryu." Ota laughs gleefully, gazing at the ketchup portrait of the mobster.

"I call Eisuke's picture!" Kira grabs another omelette and begins to draw on that one as well. "I guess I get Mamo," Ota shrugs and takes another omelette. Once they finish, they offer to draw each other, with Kira drawing Ota and vice versa. 

~*****~

"Wow, these are good pictures, guys!" Baba cheers, pointing at his omelette. "Yup, we both drew them. I drew Ota's, Soryu's and Eisuke's." Kira laughs, "Ota drew me, Mamoru and Baba."

"When did you start drawing, Kira?" Soryu asks. 

"Seriously? And I thought I was your favorite author..." she mutters. "I draw and paint all my book covers!" she whines sadly. "Didn't you see the sketchbooks and drawing in my room?"

"Those were yours?" "No, it belongs to my non-existent room mate." Soryu flushes pink for a moment before stuffing his mouth with fruit to cover it up. "So a fruit salad, pancakes and omelettes, hm? It's not bad." Eisuke smirks, cutting into his omelette. "Noo.... My creation." she mutters, staring sadly at the omelette.

"Well, I need to eat it sometime." Eisuke shrugs. "How dare you..." she mutters jokingly.

After breakfast, Kira cleaned up and headed back to her room. She grabs a light jacket and her sketchbook, along with some sketching pencils. She heads out to her balcony, beginning to sketch out on a table set up out. On the next door balcony, Ota calls out to her.

"Kira!"

"Oh, hey, Ota. What are you doing?" "I'm drawing right now. You?"

"Same, hey, can I join you?" Kira's eyes glittered, looking over to his balcony. "Sure, let me open the door." he gets up to leave but Kira shakes her head and tosses her equipment to his balcony table. "There's a very small gap..." she mumbles and holds onto the rail of the balcony.

"What are you doing?! Shit, Soryu's going to kill me if you-" Kira ignores the artist and jumps onto his balcony. "Ain't nobody got time for that shit, Ota." she smirks and takes a seat across from him, opening her book to reveal various book covers from her published books.

"Whoa... Those are all covers from your previous books."

"Yeah, I make them myself." she replies quietly, opening to a new page. "What are you doing now?"

"I'm making a new cover for my next book. It's called 'The Same Mistakes'." she replies, beginning to sketch. "A romance novel?"

"That's what I'm here for." she grins but doesn't look up. Ota finds it quite useless since she doesn't even answer much, so he returns to his work. For 3 hours, they work in silence until Kira finishes, standing from her seat.

"Finally finished..." she mumbles, skimming her fingers over her work. "Can I take a peek?" Ota waits for no reply and grabs the book, staring intently at the sketch. 

On the once blank piece of paper was a beautiful, detailed sketch of the view of a starry night upon a hill with the silhouette of a little girl, growing into a woman. Once the woman is fully grown, an engagement ring is on her finger.

"Wow... This is really good..." he says, astonished. "Really? Thanks..." she smiles shyly and Ota finds the chance to tease the normally cool and calm author. "Why are you blushing, Kira?"

Kira of course catches on, "Don't forget Ota, I'm still a mafia princess. Count on Soryu to give me a gun once I found out." The artist stands rigid but Kira only laughs and shakes her head. "I have to go, I promised a meeting with fans at a local cafe today."

Kira glances at her phone and walks out of his suite with Ota stares after her with a smile.

~*****~

"Thanks for coming!" Kira bids the crowd of fans goodbye as they walk out the door. She was about to leave when Ota comes in. "Ota, what are you doing here?" Kira was confused at the sudden appearance of the artist.

"My studio was nearby and I just finished my work when I saw the crowd of fans with your books coming out of here. I assumed you were here and finished." Upon hearing this, the media, who was cleaning up, crowded around them.

"Is Mr. Kiaski your boyfriend, Kira?!" reporters shove mics towards her but Kira only smiles, not answering. "Maybe, maybe not."

"Kira...!" Ota was surprised. "Play along, this could be good publicity." she hisses quietly and smiles at the cameras once more. "So he is...!" 

"No... Not really. We're just giving it a small test run for a moment." she smiles sweetly and the media could only gaze affectionately at the so called 'Angel' as she blinks innocently at them. 'Now I see why the media loves her so much...' Ota thinks to himself as Kira answers a few more questions.

"Let's go, we're done here." Once the media leaves, an irritated frown appears on Kira's face. "That gets annoying, sorry about that." "Why didn't you just tell them we weren't dating?"

"Look, if we keep this up, the topic'll last longer and that means more publicity. If we just say no, it won't even make it to the papers and if we say yes, it'll last for a few days then that's it. If we don't do anything, the topic'll stay for much longer." she grins mischievously as she guides Ota out of the cafe.

They walk back to the hotel in silence when a woman walks up to them. "Ota, hi! It's been a while!"

Kira recognizes the blonde woman as a famous model. "Umm... Who are you?" The blonde artist was confused and Kira couldn't help but snicker at the face the model makes once he says that. She turns to Kira with a nasty glare. "Who's this, Ota?"

"Don't you know me, I'm the 'Dark Angel', the author!" she exclaims happily, resisting the urge to just punch her.

"Oh..." she sounded disinterested and turned back to Ota. "So, Ota, would you like to go out some time?"

"Sorry, but we're dating already." Kira cuts in, grabbing Ota's hand. "What?"

"Are you really that stupid? Dating means we're together, so you have no chance." Kira rolls her eyes and tugs Ota away, walking as far from the glaring model as possible. "Aww~ Do you like me, Kira?"

"In your dreams."