From Reel to Real

Chapter 1

(A/N: *searches for Izatake Enemies to Lovers Actor AU on this site and found nothing*. Let me fix this and contribute this fic that no one asked for. Fourth part of my short, collection series called, "Fire in my Heart." I've had enough of Izatake angst and manga angst for today so, I'm taking a break on that. Also, I might be able to do the one-shot sequel fic for my fic "chasing your paradise" in the future once I have the right inspiration and mood to write drama and angst once again. Additionally, ratings might change in the future because of mature content. Lastly, I don't own this franchise.)

"I'm in love with you for a long time. I tried to fight it because I know it won't get anywhere since you just see me as a friend, but I guess I'm an idiot because I ignore what my common sense is telling me and just listened to what my heart says. And that is to tell you and let you know that I'm irrevocably and hopelessly been in love with you... for a long, long time." His voice cracked as tears stream down from his face and his expressive blue eyes glimmered with intense emotions as he stared directly into the beautiful silver haired man who possessed a pair of deep, mauve eyes that also shined with pent-up emotions.

The rainfall mingled with his tears but they both don't care about that as the raw admissions from themselves were engulfing their mind and senses.

"You..." The other man trailed off as he walked slowly towards the crying male and closed the gap between the two of them, cupping his cheek gently and claiming his lips in a deep kiss.

The crying male seemed taken aback briefly but slowly closed his eyes afterward and returned his kiss soulfully.

"You don't know how long I've waited for you to say that. I'm willing to wait for you if the price is going to be with your arms forever since the feeling is mutual. I'm also deeply in love with my best friend..." He murmured against his lips and carded his other hand through his wet locks.

"And cut!" Someone yelled over a microphone.

The rainfall had ceased dropping from the machine at the top of their surroundings and there's less than two seconds before the two male leads sprang away from each other like they're allergic to one another.

The once warm and expressive facial expression of the silver haired man turned into annoyance and dissatisfaction as he walked away from the set, the staff parting for him as if he owns the place.

"Izana! Wait up! We need to check the next scenes for the movie with the director!" A young lady with a long, blond hair yelled from behind.

"I needed a short break. These fucking clothes are heavy and sticking to me like a damn luggage because of having to shoot several takes in the rain scenes." Izana replied in irascible voice as he went to his designated room and slam the door shut.

"Izana being on one of his mood swings again." The lady shot the director an apologetic smile.

"I'm used to it. Our darling Izana knows he's the big thing here so he had certain quirks that is usual for a high-end star like him." The director sighed as he reviewed the latest scenes from the camera.

Meanwhile, the other male who was left behind was shivering now because of the coldness of the water pouring down earlier and how his clothes were wet and cold against his skin.

"Here you go Takemichi." One of the staff handed him a towel to which he gladly accepted and wrapped it around himself. "You can take a quick bath and probably a short break since we're going to prepare some stuff and interiors around the building for the next scene." The staff stated to which he nodded before the staff left him. Takemichi didn't bother to speak since his voice might shiver and crack from the coldness of the water and he made his way into his own designated room.