Playing Games With The Billionaire (KageHina)

1 - Take One

Shoyo could think of several places he would rather be right now than a limo filled with over dressed and over enthusiastic people.

It's not like he had even signed up for this.

His sister was the one to blame for this entire affair.

The country had been taken by storm by a reality TV show. It had been all over the media, newspapers, magazines and the internet.

Why?

Because it was the world's first ever openly Bi Bachelor.

The whole country was torn apart by the news. On one side, people were applauding equality and the production company for going ahead with it while on the other hand, people were claiming it was all just a disgusting publicity stunt.

Shoyo had been keen to keep out of the debate, to be honest.

Something that had proven to be exceedingly difficult because every single person seemed to have an opinion on it.

The models he took photos of for fashion shoots were the worst- they had been going on about it for months. It seemed like everyone he knew was putting forward a damn application to get in.

All for someone who was supposedly the 'Most Sought After Bachelor' in the country.

A reclusive billionaire that swung both ways. He had to admit that the man was attractive, with the chiselled body and confident red eyes staring out from the advertisements.

But it was none of Shoyo's business.

Except that his dear sister had decided to catch her recently 'come out gay' older brother the biggest fish of them all.

You can imagine his surprise when he got the call. Worse still, the producers wouldn't listen to his protests and told him in no uncertain terms that he would be on the show.

His sister was thrilled.

Shoyo had contemplated faking some horrific illness to get out of it but he knew he would never live it down. Because his sister had blabbed to every single person she knew that he was going to be on the show.

His friends were certain that Shoyo would be the one 'normal' person there, most likely chosen just to highlight the crazy.

This was only emphasized by the ride in one of two limos that chaperoned twenty participants to the mansion where they would spend the next two months.

Ten males, ten females.

Apparently, the producers had changed the way some of the show worked and now, they would all be living in the same mansion as Mr. Big Hotshot Bachelor for two whole months.

Worst still, the entire place had been rigged with cameras for live streaming as well as the cameras that will no doubt be stalking them everywhere.

No communication with the outside world except for once a week with one hour of computer time under supervision. Something about avoiding accidentally leaking information.

No vote offs, just two months of dating hell.

Group dates, solo dates. Bitch about other people's dates.

It was going to be hell.

At least he could sit in the corner and ogle at the man in question for some of it.

The man was eye candy.

He also couldn't remember the man's name.

What a great start this was shaping up to be.