"Wait, wait so you're telling me that your the female idol Akira?! No joke?!"

"No joke."

"That's disgusting."

I looked at the boy who stood in front of me, claiming to be my new client, a sensational actor, singer and dancer by the name of Akira. He was staring at me, completely serious. His eyes showed no hint of lying so I was forced to believe him. I let out an immense sigh and let myself fall to the ground and look hopelessly at him.

Suddenly the boy realised something. His voice became hesitant and he was panicking. "Pl....Please do not tell anyone what you have just seen!! Please! If you do it will ruin everything I've worked for!!" I didn't know whether to help the pathetic figure in front of me or not.

I hummed and stood up walking towards him. "I'll keep your secret on one condition..." He looked at me and nodded vigorously. I continued "I'll be working you to the bone, you have to do as I say when I say it! You will assist me and I will make you perfect!" You're probably thinking, how would this benefit me, right?

Trust me. It will.

If I was the creator of a "perfect" idol that would mean great publicity. No matter how strange I found it, publicity was exactly what I needed so it had to be done.

"Done!" And with that we shook hands and the crossdresser became my slave. Oh the joy of blackmail.

--------Weeks Later----------

It had been a month or so since I'd made the deal with Akira and things were going smoothly, no one had suspected anything and Akira was making great progress in her place in the industry.

"That's it for today Aki! Take a break you've worked hard!" I handed him a bottle of water and we walked towards our sort of rest/lounge room. I sat down on a sofa flicking through TV channels while he proceeded to his changing room to change into his casual attire.

"Hey, manager-chan?" His voice was muffled by the thick door between us but I could still make out roughly what he was saying. "Yes?" I replied loudly.

"H...Have you ever considered being a model?"

"What?!" I gasped shocked by his sudden sentence. 'Did I hear right? Did he really ask me about being a model?!'

"N...no, why?" I stammered. There was no way I was being a model, not after the first time.

"Oh..." He sighed. "Why'd you ask?" I questioned. He opened the door and came out of the dressing room.

"I was just curious is all. After all you're pretty enough to be a model right?" This made me laugh so hard. "Pfffft hahaha!" I clutched to the sides of my stomach to stop myself going hysterical on the floor. "Me? Pretty? That's a laugh!" I wiped the tears forming in my eyes. And then I looked at the face that wasn't laughing with me.

"I was being serious you know!" He looked hurt as if I was insulting him and not myself. "What's up, I called myself ugly not you." I replied standing up and shaking out the cramps I'd gotten from sitting around for so long.

"Yeah but your not ugly!" He shouted at me, standing up too. He looked angry and annoyed which he had no right to be. Why the heck was he taking this to offence?! I thought he hated me, after all I am blackmailing him.

"Why do you care so much!" I shouted beginning an argument. "Because it's not good for a girl to think she's ugly!" He was ticking me off by being so confident in his replies!"

"It's not just me who thinks it!" He looked at me confused. "I once thought I could be a model but the world told me I was ugly and I lost dramatically. I was bullied and teased for months on end! If that's not a reason to believe I'm ugly than I don't know what is!"

He was speechless, and about time too. "I rest my case!" I yelled ending the argument. I was about to walk off when a hand grabbed hold of mine. "Look at me!" He ordered, the first time ever he'd talked like that. I was thrown off guard and obeyed, whipping my head and around and glaring at him.

"I don't get it..." He began. Now what was he on about? "What part of you isn't beautiful?" My eyes widened and I could feel the tips of my ear getting hotter. "What the hell are you saying?!" I pulled my hand back quickly and watched as he gazed at me deep in thought. "Nope I can't see anything ugly in you." He stated.

"Well then you must be blind." I said walking out the room, Akira following.
"Coming from the girl who secretly wears contacts!"

"I do not!"

"Lying ain't gonna get you anywhere!"

"Sh.....shut up!"

"Make me!"

"What....?" I turned my head to him. Akira had realised what he just said and was a blushing wreck. I decided to make fun of him. I approached him slowly with a smug grin.

"Little servant boy shouldn't be talking back to his mistress. The world doesn't want to know of his dirty little secret and he doesn't want the world to find out," I poked my finger into his chest, giving him a sinister look. "S...sorry manager-chan!" He mumbled adorably.

"You really are a girl!" I laughed. "And what does that mean?"

"Oh nothing," the day went on as usual, Akira never mentioned anything on our conversation earlier and I was left in peace for a few hours. Until...

"Manger! Manager!" I looked up at the make-up artist who seemed in a panic. I hummed in response and she just groaned and pulled me to the set where Akira was having a photoshoot. "Things seem fine so what do you want?" I said dully.

"Akira's partner Andou couldn't make it for whatever reason so now we don't have a second person for the shoot." Oh of all days, it had to be the one day I forgot to keep a back up in waiting. I face palmed and looked at the lonely model staring around trying to find someone to help "her".

"Manager can do it!!" Someone called out "What?!" Was my instant reply. "Well your the same age as Akira and making you look flawless won't take that much makeup since you're already quite pretty." What? Did someone just call me pretty? When did this happen, I've only ever been called ugly.

Things were happening rapidly after that and before I knew it people were getting me changed and makeup-ed for the photoshoot! "Wait..." I began. "No time Miss Manager we have to take the photos while the sun's still high up!" I couldn't protest. Oh what a great day this was turning out to be..........

A/N: Part 3 out soon! Sorry if my story's are long! Just role with it! See u soon!