(AN: Storm Says: This chapter is dedicated to Pandemic. At the Porno, who gave me the idea of using a Mary-sue who would/could become a “super singing pop-star”. After less than ten minutes I found a song that’s perfect for a Sue to sing, or at least it seems so to me. If you do happen to like the song, know that it’s this chapter’s Mary-sue that ruined it. Oh, and believe me, the first scene makes me barf, too.)

I would say Konnichiwa but ohhhhh my god.

My bro is so stupid he took my tablet and threw it around the room with his two stupid little brat friends and broke it and my mom won’t listen to me when I tell her my bro did it and now I have no tablet to draw you awesome guys a picture of Emiko! I’m a pretty good artist really, my teachers and friends all said so. But I hope i can put a really good description of Emiko in the story so youll get a good idea of what she looks like.

Oh and this is my second fic but be nice anyway ja? ; D

The dressing room was filled with moaning and mewling. The soundproof walls kept anyone from hearing what the silver-haired male and the delectable blonde were doing together. But no one would come in anyway since they could probably guess what was going on. Everybody already knew that the 17-year-old popstar, Emiko Ebony Ravenway Kami, or rather just Emiko or Emi, was in a relationship with Kakashi Hatake, the 26-year-old president of Konoha Inc and the second-richest man in the world.

Emiko’s dressing room was decked out with the most fashionable, expensive and beautiful outfits anyone could imagine. Pink and black minidresses were complemented by sensual frills and wide neckholes that showed cleavage and skin-tight-material that showed off the curves of anyone who wore them namely Emiko.

Snow-leopard-fur boots in the closet were tipped with cute puffballs around the top hems and bracelets and necklaces at the vanity dresser were made of sapphires and diamonds and black opals and any other gemstone a girl could ever want.

But all Emiko and Kakashi were interested in was the four-post-queen-size bed. Their clothes, Kakashi’s tux, tie and boxers and Emiko’s lacy bra and thong and Egyptian cotton nightgown were all strewn around on the flooor around the bed.

“Ohh….mmmm….K…KAKASHIII!”

Emiko came at the same time as Kakashi did and they panted and stared lovingly at each other. “We…we’ve only got ten minutes before curtain, Emi.” The silver-haired-president said. “I’d love to literally sleep with you on this bed but you’ve got half a million fans waiting out there.”

The teen’s smile made Kakashi warm inside but then-again, so did everything about her. Emiko’s trademark was her straight blonde hair which went down almost all the way down her back, and was a little bit wavy in the front on her bangs. These lovely locks framed a heart-shaped face with two perfect aqua colored eyes and full red lips. Her chest was well-endowed and her curves and long, creamy-skinned legs were the envy and admiration of girls everywhere. Almost any set of clothes looked good on her and she knew it, and always used her vast knowledge of fashion and makeup to make them look even better.

The black mascara on her long lashes and the pink blush werent even needed cause Emiko was so stunning naturally, and those little things made her even more stunning still.

“Yea, you’re right,” the 17-year-old-blonde giggled. “Don’t look okay? I’m going to put on my candy white dress.”

Kakashi shook his head at her childish name for the simple and sensual dress that could make him lose his mind whenever she wore it. “Actually, I’ve got to go. They’ll need me back-stage right before you go on.” He lied.

The truth was he didn’t want his lust to take over and for he and Emiko to end up in bed together again while she was supposed to be singing to half a million fans in Madison Square Garden. It didn’t matter if they had sex in the dressing room on their own time but if Emiko skipped one of her concerts to get laid then they would really be in trouble with the tabloids.

The silver-haired-president left Emiko’s dressing room and left her to stare at her reflection in in the huge mirror. Emiko’s favorite dress was one she called her candy white dress, because it was white and the first time she wore it she was eating a whole lot of candy. It was simple and almost knee-length, but it hugged her curves and the angelic, white material was really really comfortable. The straps went up her collarbone and around the back of her neck and left a tempting view of her chest. The “white candy” dress was a favorite of Emiko’s friends.

But no one but Emiko, and not even her boyfriend Kakashi, knew of the dress’s dark secrets…secrets of Emiko’s past…

Emiko touched a delicate hand to her heart and tried to keep from sobbing and making tear tracks over her makeup. The single, blue tear that left her perfect aqua eyes didn’t hurt her blush that much.

The “white candy” dress was worn in the memory of Emiko’s twin sister, who had died the day before Emiko bought the dress, almost two years ago to this day. Emiko knew from spies she had hired that her sister’s killer was the leader of a strange cult called Akatsuki and that they had wanted Emiko and not her twin, Aoi.

But Aoi and Emiko were identical twins so Akatsuki killed the wrong one that horrible night at the costume ball in Paris. Aoi didn’t know why she’d been killed that night and all she could do in her dying moments was to tell her twin sister to run before they killed her, too. It took all of Emiko’s secret ninja training to get her out of the building before the cult members got her. And she’d been avoiding them and looking out for them ever since, for two years.

“EMIKO! EMIKO! EMIKO!”

But now wasn’t the time. Now she had fans to please!

It was thirty seconds to curtain. But there wasn’t really any curtain on the Madison Square Garden stage, she would actually come up onto the stage from a stairway but “curtain” was like the popstar codeword for “get up there and start singing” so it was thirty seconds till Emiko did that.

She had fixed her hair into a perfect down-do and added some more blush and mascara and two sapphire necklaces to her outfit. Emiko looked more beautiful than any female in the world and all the stage crew waiting with her for the show to start knew it. Emiko didn’t notice any of the male crew members staring at her. She was smiling her angel’s smile, thinking of music.

Music had always been close to Emiko’s heart. She and her twin Aoi always used to rock out to the radio, write their own songs and sing and dance in school plays. Even when Aoi was just a normal teen and Emiko became a popstar, they always found time together to sing and listen to music. It connected her to her dead sister, but Emiko loved it for otherreasons too.

“Okay, it’s time! Here’s your mic Emi.” the concert director handed her the mic. “You know what to do, kid!” Emiko winked and giggled at him, her heart soaring. She loved to sing in front of people. It let out her emotions, good and bad.

“And now, give it up for Emiko Ebony Ravenway Kami!” The door in the ceiling opened and Emiko walked confidently up the stairs through it to see a crowd surrounding her on all sides, cheering so loud she could barely hear herself think. But it was okay. She loved this environment. The music started. Emiko began to lose herself as she started full-out singing.

When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby, don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go
When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby, don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go

You're giving me too many things
Lately you're all I need
You smiled at me and said,

Don't get me wrong I love you
But does that mean I have to meet your father?
When we are older you'll understand
What I meant when I said "No,
I don't think life is quite that simple"


The 17-year-old popstar was singing like she’d never sung before. She could practically hear her late sister singing with her. Nothing mattered now but the music and Emiko. The fans went even wilder and louder as Emiko began moving her body and dancing to the song’s rhythm.

When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby, don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go

The daily things
that keep us all busy
all confusing me thats when u came to me and said,

Wish i could prove i love you
but does that mean i have to walk on water?
When we are older you'll understand
It's enough when i say so,
And maybe somethings are that simple

When you walk away
You don't hear me say please
Oh baby, don't go
Simple and clean is the way that you're making me feel tonight
It's hard to let it go

Hold me
Whatever lies beyond this morning
Is a little later on
Regardless of warnings the future doesn't scare me at all
Nothing's like before


Hold me
Whatever lies beyond this morning
Is a little later on
Regardless of warnings the future doesn't scare me at all
Nothing's like before

Hold me
Whatever lies beyond this morning
Is a little later on
Regardless of warnings the future doesn't scare me at all
Nothing's like before

The crowd went totally crazy, cheering Emiko’s name and throwing roses and daisies, her favorite flowers, onto the stage. Emiko waved to her audience and picked up one rose and one daisy. She waved the flowers around before turning away and walking proudly down the stairs that led below the stage.

The two handsome men with sniper guns hidden in the stands shook their heads in wonderment at the girls voice. Maybe they didn’t have to kill that gorgeous girl with the voice that would make sirens green with envy. Maybe her angel powers wouldn’t destroy the world after all. Maybe they would save it. Maybe the leader of their Akatsuki cult was the one that had it all wrong…

Yes Emiko is actually an angel but she doesn’t know it yet and she won’t for a long time! I’ll leave you gals and guys to guess who the two handsome men at the end were and decide if Aoi really is dead or not…it’s all so suspenseful! What does Kakashi know about it anyway? Tune in next time to the next chapter of Emiko: The Popstar Angel.

(AN: Storm Says: AHAHAAAHA! Ahem. I tried to combine the popstar image with something else. And what else came up in my mind? Angels. Emiko the Popstar Angel. And I’m sure you guys missed that whole “mary-sues with ridiculously long names” concept in my story so I added that in, as well. Enjoy, have a good day and don’t die. Cause, you know, I like you guys.)