Disclaimer: The characters will be slightly different. Rated T for the time being, this may be changed but due to the subject matter even at the moment, I think this is best. I will also admit that this is inspired but other fanfictions I've read so there will be elements found within this as well. Also please remember I don't own Skip Beat and the story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this production are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. With that said I hope you enjoy.
This is inspired by the A-Z Game. I personally am not sure exactly what the game is completely about but it was something I noticed another person doing [claraowl - whose marked as a favorite writer for you to see their version of the A-Z Game]. That said I realize it is something that was being done, and likely has its own rules and so on. Yet well I don't tend to follow the rules when it comes to games [apparently I cheat even when the person is cheating who taught me the game *grins*]. Still, I found it interesting, to write something about a word.
So yes, I'm picking my own word, I'm using it to inspire a short-story [which they should totally be seen as and not connected into a single story either]
Each story will have its own, Type, Summary, and Word [and if it has multi meanings the one I chose to use]. So you have an idea what to expect within that story. I hope you enjoy!
-The ABC's of Skip Beat: A is for Abandon-
[Type]: Hurt/Comfort, Romance
[Summary]: Shoutaro's words sting, she gave up everything for him but sometimes that can lead to comfort.
[Abandon]: To stop doing or having (something): to give up (something) completely.
Kyoko's body shook, it was hard enough keeping the tears from forming, hard enough to keep herself upright. Shoutaro, the one person she always thought would be at her side, who would never abandon her didn't care. Her mind couldn't wrap around why he didn't care, where she had gone wrong. seconds felt like hours as she thought about every little moment since as long as she could remember that gave of herself. Just so he would be happy, just to see him smile. It wasn't as if Kyoko didn't know she wasn't his type, no she knew it. She knew it well, she just wasn't given the genes but even if he didn't love her, she thought... she thought she meant something more to him. That's why no matter what he did, no matter how much it hurt inside, she closed it up deep down inside of her. Kyoko thought she knew him better than anyone, but in the end, it was clearly only Shoutaro who knew her better than anyone. She felt as if her heart was tearing into pieces.
Ren Tsuruga walked one step in front of Yukihito Yashiro. Perhaps the only one he could really call a friend, well that wasn't exactly true. There had been others of course but he didn't go out of his way to hang out or really talk to them. Yukihito was different, he was perhaps the only person besides his Godfather and Maria that he went out of his way to see. He stayed out of problems, he stayed out of dramas of people's lives. He was the perfect gentleman. His eyes turned towards the young woman leaning against the wall. It was rather interesting to see a young woman so bent on not crying, on trying to keep control over her own emotions.
"Ren what are... oh" his eyes turned towards his manager for a moment before he turned and started to walk again, all plans to walk past her, it wasn't any of his business after all.
"It's natural that she works hard for me" Kyoko couldn't believe the sound of his voice, why he sounded so annoyed. Closing her eyes tightly she tried to control her shaking, "Since I hate any other work that's not music" he snickered slightly. Kyoko knew that she knew that very well. He had never liked doing any of the work required in the Ryokan. It had been what his family wanted for him but she knew deep down he hated doing anything he was told, it made him unhappy. That's why she went out of her way, to do the work. All Kyoko had ever wanted was to be loved, it didn't even have to be romantic, but no he saw her nothing more than a maid, a slave to do his bidden and he was right wasn't he. She lost hold of the food in her hands, allowing the hamburger and fries fall as she chose to hold herself instead. She couldn't cry she couldn't do that, that would be given in to the sadness.
"Corn" her voice was quiet barely above a whisper but he had heard it as clear as if she had shouted it. Ren's head snapped around looking towards the girl, fear washed over him for a moment before it began to slowly fade away. He knew this girl, back when he was innocent, back when he thought he could still live with her parents and soar if he just kept working hard. So why was she here?
"Now someone like you, Shoka-san" Kyoko placed her hands over her head she didn't need to see to know exactly what was going on. Their bodies would be pressed against each other and she would enjoy it. They always enjoyed it, even when they pretend they didn't. They would kiss, most likely even do more than that if Shoutaro had his way.
"Ren?" Yashiro's voice cut through him for a moment before he smiled holding out a single finger before making his way finally to the young woman.
"If it was up to my parents, they would have ignored my wishes. Want me to marry that thing calling herself a girl."
Ren's eyes narrowed as he heard the words, yet the girl, seemed to lose all sense of herself and he reached out steading here, her eyes lifted up towards him for a moment but he knew right then and there they weren't seen him. Mentally he cursed himself for not paying closer attention to what people were saying around him, but most of the time it was nonsense anyway. The way she looked, like she could shatter at any moment made him want to pull her into his arms but she pulled away from him. That alone surprised him, apparently, it surprised his manager too who stared at him and then her with gaping open mouth, rather it was because a woman actually showed no interested in him or because he had shown some sort of interested in one. Was anyone's guess at the moment.
Shoutaro, "Hell who would want to marry some plain and boring local girl. More so one who doesn't even try to be presentable."
Kyoko wasn't fully sure when she had appeared, only that the pain had made her move. The betrayal of being abandon was more than she could take at a moment and her voice sounded broken even to her, "Shoutaro" the word was simple but it held such a force even she wasn't sure where it came from. The only thing that mattered she supposed was the look of pure shock on his face before that grin. That grin that said everything, that he didn't care that she had heard, that he knew she would always come back to him, that she was below him in everything in every way. Love hurts.
The look on Shoko's face barely made a dent, it was clear to Kyoko that she felt sorry for her and she lowered her head trying not to smile at that one little fact. In all her years no one really felt sorry for her, at least not in the way she had seen on Shoko's face. Then again Shoko had never been unkind to her, she had always spoken to her even when it annoyed Shoutaro that she pay any attention to her. No Kyoko couldn't dislike the woman, even if in a small way she was sure that Shoutaro and her did many improper things. Didn't they all do that? Didn't any girl that Shoutaro took a fancy in end up making out with him if not more. Deep down she should have known that she wasn't anything, because he never tried that with her. Still, Kyoko had told herself over and over it just meant he valued her more than the others. That he respected her ideas, that he cared.
"Even if you brought me here to be your maid, I supported you. Three sometimes four jobs, so you could make your dreams come true." Kyoko placed a hand over her eyes, she couldn't bear the thoughts that were going through her mind now. It was true, she had come willingly, but she trusted him. She wanted to do everything in her power to support someone, because not only did she love him she believed in him and his dreams.
Shoutaro sighed as he sat next to Shoko "Great, now you're going to cry."
Kyoko wanted to laugh, her smile widens as she thought about how funny that was. "The last time I cried in front of you Shoutaro, I was six years old." She watched him flinch, wanting to likely deny it, "I knew it trouble you, but I met someone that it didn't trouble" She folded her hands in front of her, she did want to cry but she wouldn't be crying because of what he said or what he just did to her. No once she was alone she would hold her Corn stone in her hands and she would let him take all the sadness away, just like always.
"You didn't have anyone but me" Shoutaro glared at her. That was true too, any boy that showed any interested in her was chased away, and the girls always hated her.
"I had Corn," she said looking up at Shoutaro, the faintest of smiles on her face. Even now she could feel him, the boy who she was sure was all grown up and flying freely. She placed a hand on her chest over her heart, 'Even now he's watching over me I'm sure.' True Corn had never told her he would be watching over her but in a way he always did. The stone he had given her had healed her heart so many times over the years.
Shoutaro laughed "What kind of stupid name is that?"
Yashiro eyes didn't move from his charge as he watched the young man ball up his fist. This was new, it was so unlike his charge and when Ren's eyes darted back towards him he knew that he was battling something inside of him. He noticed the smile that seemed to be on his face 24/7 when he wasn't acting was slowly slipping away.
"It's not stupid!" Anger flared up around her. "He's wonderful, so brilliant that he outshines all the stars in the sky!" That was the truth, he really was far too good to ever stay with someone like her. When not even her own mother wanted her. Someone like her didn't get to stay with pure beings like that, no they were pushed into the darkness and the shadows.
"Right, and why didn't you ever say anything before huh?" the disbelief was heavy in Shoutaro's voice she knew it would be.
Yet that wasn't the reason she never told him, she knew that the reason she didn't have anyone around her was due Shoutaro. Kyoko had accepted that's what it meant to be near him, but the reason was more selfish than that. "Because he's mine."
Ren stared at her, he couldn't believe what he had been hearing. The small part of him he thought he had buried so dead that no one could ever come out seemed to crash into him with a new force. In several steps he was next to her, he didn't care about the shock faces of his manager, or Shoutaro, not at that moment and only a small part of him was telling him to stop. Yet a bigger part of him had taken her hand, "Kyoko-chan" he watched as her head snapped towards him. True he knew she wouldn't realize who he was but that's alright. For now, it would be alright. "How about you come with us?" his eyes darted towards Yashiro.
Shoutaro jumped to his feet moving quicker than he ever had, he has always been a jealous person but when it came to Ren Tsuruga it was far worse. "What the hell do you think you're doing Tsuruga!" his hand wrapping around Kyoko's upper arm and he pulled her towards him, Ren released her knowing if he held on that she would only be hurt in the process. Kyoko herself was still staring at the tall man before her. "Don't tell me you are going to be stupid and fall for his act."
Kyoko slowly turned to look at Shoutaro, actually she never had really looked at Ren Tsuruga. In all honesty, she wouldn't have been able to really pick him out in a lineup. Her eyes slowly watched as Shoko rose to her feet, likely moving towards her charge before her head snapped back towards Shoutaro as he draped an arm over her shoulders leaning into her. It made her sick inside. However it was the smile that was on the other man that was making her twitch more, it scared her.
"She belongs to me" the smirk on his face was making it worse because she realized what exactly was going on in his mind. She would return to him, she always forgave him but not this time. Her balled her hands into fists at her side.
Shoko sighed "Sho-kun" her eyes slowly snapping between Kyoko and Ren before licking her lips, "Sho..."
Shoutaro snapped "What do you want Shoko?" the woman stared at him. Kyoko began to laugh and his eyes turned to look at her as she held her sides, it wasn't a happy laugh it was one full of bitterness and darkness. "Kyoko?"
Kyoko shoved him away from her, as she pulled away. "No!" she felt arms wrapped around her from behind and turned her head to look up behind her at the man, who smiled causing her to shiver run all the way down her bones. That smile, was a dangerous smile if she had thought the one before was scary. This one would do her in. She found herself freeze as he leaned forward.
"Do you still have the blue stone, Kyoko-chan?" his voice was nothing more than a whisper but she found herself turning to face him regardless. She opened her mouth to speak but he placed a finger against her lips "shh" slowly she nodded her head.
"Kyoko get back her right now" he made to move for her again "He's the enemy!" Shoutaro's eyes snapped as he felt a glare on him. Yashiro had moved forward, calling the young superstar to freeze, it wasn't so much scary but Kyoko stared at him and she couldn't help but smile. It was the same type of stare that Fuwa's mother would use on him. Wasn't that the whole reason they ran away because he was too scared to face his parents?
"Kyoko-chan" he smiled pulling away from her, he held out a hand. The warmth that was shining in his eyes, she knew deep down this man she could trust. Perhaps it wouldn't be so bad, maybe because he was here, it didn't hurt so bad that it destroyed her. Without a second she found herself wrapping her arms around the man before her. The man she was sure was her Corn, he might not look like him anymore but only he knew the truth about that stone.
Ren's eyes widen slightly as she leaps towards him, her arms wrapping around him. The smile that played across his features called even Shoko to swoon slightly, his arms wrapped around her waist before nuzzling into her neck. She had always been such a hardworking child and clearly she still was, always cared about others but never seem to have anyone who would return it. Yet to know that even after all these years, that he had held such a spot in someone's heart. A spot that had always been pure from the start and even now.
"I've missed you so much" her voice was barely a whisper but he soothed a small part of him. Ren never thought he could let go. To think the little girl from ten years ago was here in Tokyo and just like the first time he met her. Begin to heal what was so very much broken inside of him.
Shoutaro licked his lips his eyes darting to Yashiro who smiled a smile that still was sending shivers through his body. Every part of him knew that he could get her back. "Kyoko come here."
Ren kissed her forehead causing Yashiro to beam with joy. Yeah, he was sure the man would squeal if there weren't others at the moment to see. This wasn't acting and perhaps the man after all these years could tell the difference with ease. "I'm afraid Shoutaro, that Kyoko-chan is staying with me." He tilted her face to look at him, "I don't plan to let her go again." He ran a thumb across her lips and watched as she smiled softly at him. There would be time, so much time. Slowly removing himself from her he took her hand and made his way down the hall, there would be much to deal with. Yet right now, he could care less.
