A/N oh my god, it's a double update???? This has only happened three times in the last two years of my writing. Consider this a gift of gratitude for helping me realize the flaws of this story.

"Ah, so it's finally time" Iwaizumi sighed as he pressed his face against the car window.

"Did you just wake up and make that conclusion? We've been driving for an hour now" Oikawa chuckled, but Iwaizumi didn't respond. He was just staring at the surroundings, probably wondering why he agreed.

"Oh, by the way, once we get there, you're gonna have to go to Kenma to sign this agreement thingy. It's to prove that you consented to the photoshoot" Hanamaki said not looking up from the supposed schedule.

"You know, I still cannot get used to you two talking like actual working adults" Iwaizumi finally looked at them, they were looking all smart with actual suits and styled hair.

"Makki finally decided to catch up with his New Years resolution which is to be more mature about everything" Mattsun said proudly, his hand was rested on Makki's thigh.

"Oh, that's a new approach. I'm proud of you. Why now, though?" Oikawa could see that Hanamaki was changing slowly, and he believed it had something to do with the new medicine that he has been taking.

"I don't know. I feel like this photoshoot is a fresh start for everyone, I mean, Iwaizumi is starting his modeling career, you are trying out new things, Mattsun is gonna be collaborating with the Sales department to create a good selling strategy... I felt like I was being left out" Hanamaki explained, he felt Mattsun squeeze his thigh a little bit to assure him that everything was fine.

"Modeling career, huh... I grew up in such terrible environment, went to France to study in order to be a chef and here I am heading towards my photoshoot. Something went wrong along the way" Iwaizumi scoffed. Though, his mind was still on the message he got a few days ago, it was still throwing him off.

Something was wrong.

"No one is gonna pressure you into doing more shoots if you don't want to. Personally I like having you as a butler because I know that you're always around" Oikawa gave Iwaizumi a small smile and took his hand. The two had gotten really close in the past few days.

"Oh, Oikawa, I was wondering if you heard anything from Miko because she sent me an email asking me to tell her when you're free" Mattsun suddenly remembered. He almost choked when he saw who sent the email, since he had no clue Miko knew how to write emails.

"I haven't, she's been awfully quiet these weeks" Oikawa started wishing for the car to stop and for the driver to tell them that they have reached their destination.

Miko was still a sensitive subject. Even though their engagement was called off, the media still hadn't put their dirty hands on it. When Oikawa proposed to her it was all over the news, so he somehow had to schedule a press conference to clear some shit up, only problem - he needs Miko for it and she refuses to cooperate.

"We're here!" They all heard the driver say. The moment Iwaizumi stepped out, he realized why Oikawa chose him for the spring photoshoot - cherry blossoms were in their prime now, the whole area was pink and people were buzzing around, talking about things beyond Iwaizumi's comprehension.

"Oh, Iwaizumi-san!" He heard a voice shout. Iwaizumi turned around to see Akaashi running towards him, he was already ready for his shoot.

Iwaizumi had to admit, Akaashi was stunning. Unlike any man Iwaizumi had seen. His black hair was styled beautifully with flowers as decorations, his dark green eyes stood out magnificently, he was wearing a white floral shirt and white pants. He was sort of like a cloud between the pink sea of cherry blossoms. At that moment Iwaizumi couldn't speak a word, he could just watch as Akaashi approached him elegantly.

"Iwaizumi-san? Is everything okay?" Akaashi snapped his fingers in front of Iwaizumi's face making him wake up from his fantasy slumber.

"Ah, yeah, sorry for spacing out. You look amazing, Akaashi" Iwaizumi made sure to complement him, he wasn't the type to lie anyway.

"Thank you, I'm doing my best today since the photoshoot is with you. I was wondering if you'd like to go to a cafe someday? I want to ask you a few questions" Akaashi smiled brightly making Iwaizumi blush. Ah, bad timing considering both Oikawa and Bokuto were watching from the distance.

"S-Sure! You do have my phone number right? We can meet up some day soon" Iwaizumi smiled at him, but just as Akaashi was about to say something, Iwaizumi felt a hand on his shoulder.

"Iwaizumi, let's go" Oikawa said rather coldly and practically dragged Iwaizumi away from the other.

"Where are we going? Oh my, do I have to wear make-up?" Iwaizumi's eyes widened.

"No, you don't, probably. We're gonna try the clothes.... why are you acting so friendly when you're talking to Akaashi?" Oikawa decided to ask, it's not like he was super jealous.

"I'm not acting, I just like him. He's nice and quiet, not to mention absolutely adorable" Iwaizumi said, but right after he spoke he felt like slapping himself. Ah, mistakes were made.

"I see, I see. Well, go and try out the clothes. I'll be with Kenma if you need me" Oikawa gave Iwaizumi a quick pat on the back and ran off.

Iwaizumi found himself in a small white tent-like thing, a bunch of ladies were buzzing around, Kuroo was flipping through clothes and there was an odd looking fella standing next to the mirror. He must have been the designer. Kuroo and him didn't even exchange glances.

"Oh, you must be Iwaizumi Hajime" he spoke in a nice tone. "I'm Tsukishima Kei, I'll be your designer and make-up artist today"

That name sounded somehow familiar and Iwaizumi could swear he saw Kuroo flinch the moment Tsukishima said his name. Ah, he must be forgetting something.

"It's nice to meet you too! Do I sit down somewhere or?" Iwaizumi watched as Tsukishima pointed at the chair.

He sat down in front of the mirror. Now that he got a good look at himself, he realized how sleep-deprived he looked. Must be because he binge watched The Office till 5 AM.

Tsukishima's stare was intense, but soon enough he started touching Iwaizumi's face, as if trying to figure out something. From the corner of his eye Iwaizumi could see Kuroo's burning glare towards them, and yet he couldn't remember.

"Kei, when will Hajime be ready?" Kenma suddenly asked as he walked into the tent.

"I need to do some corrections first, he has bags under his eyes, so I guess I'll have to use a little bit of make-up. Then the clothes... about 30 minutes, I'd say. Why?" Tsukishima said before spinning the chair that Iwaizumi was sitting on around and taking some pencil looking things out of his bag.

"Oikawa's going mad crazy, it's annoying. Oh, Kuroo. You're here too. Why are you so quiet?" Kenma noticed a guy hiding behind clothes.

"You know why..." Kuroo whispered.

"Is it because Kei is your ex and you don't know what to say?" Kenma asked bluntly making Iwaizumi choke on his own saliva.

Oh so that's why. Must be awkward for Kuroo considering his ex-boyfriend and current boyfriend were in the same room, not to mention they are friends.

"I don't hold a grudge against you, Tetsurou. Yes, you dumped me. Yes, I was hurt, but I'm living very happily now." Tsukishima spoke, his voice was both terrifying and soothing at the same time, which makes no sense.

"I think we're making Iwaizumi uncomfortable, let's continue later" Kuroo quickly said and dove out of the room.

This was going to be a long day.

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First of all, I want to thank everyone who commented on the last chapter. I took all of your messages into consideration and thought a lot about them.

Some of them made me a bit sad, but that's normal. Even I could see that something was wrong.

The conclusion that I made from all of the messages is pretty much "This story lacks plot now that Miko is gone. Needs more drama" and "Overused jokes". So, I'm gonna fix that.

From this point on and until the end I'll try to make this story once again interesting, I have many things planned. If there's anything in particular that you want to see, feel free to suggest.

Hope you will continue to support me and this story, and read it till the end ❤

-hatari