Aaranged Love

This is a continuation (more or less) off of the story 'forced to sign'. For those who do not wish to read the previous story (and for those who did) read this:

Kyoko knows Ren is Kuon, but in this he is called Ren. In Forced to sign I called him Kuon a lot, but it I like using Ren. And so does Kyoko. Ren just makes it more real for her and myself. Kuon always seems so distant.

Summary: Kyoko and Ren are married and are working on a movie project together. Then, for Kyoko, the unthinkable happens.

I hope you enjoy this. This is two stories, I just decided to put one fanfic as a movie project. Itami is Kyoko and Kenage is Ren. Okay? Just think of it as an alternative universe or a movie shoot. Whichever is fine. If you don't like one, you can skip it. I don't mind. :) G2l

Oh, changing ages from last story, they're going to be a little younger, sorry. I'll fix forced to sign some other time, m'kay?

Kyoko 20

Ren 23

Kanae 21

Yukihito 27

Recap/intro

Ren woke up with a start and sat up. He looked down at his wife who was still asleep. He couldn't help but feel a little guilty.

Flashback

Ren was in the shower. He and Kyoko had been married for a couple weeks now. Why was he still restraining himself? She was his wife wasn't she?

'She's just not ready.' he thought as he stood in the shower. He closed his eyes. After a time he heard something.

"Yipe!"

Ren turned around. 'Not now,' he thought.

"Why is the water so cold?" The drunk Kyoko whined.

Ren turned his back to her. She was drunk. She didn't know what she was doing.

"That's not fair." Kyoko whined trying to turn him around.

Ren turned his head away from the woman before his flashback went any farther. He was feeling guilty enough, he didn't need to dwell on it, no matter how much he wanted to.

Kyoko made a sound which made Ren look back at her. She looked cold. Ren picked up a shirt conveniently within reach and slipped it over the woman's head.

Looking at the clock he found it was near seven thirty. Read through for Arranged Love was at nine. He grunted and got up. As he dressed he couldn't help but wonder what Kyoko would do when she woke up.

He walked out to the kitchen and made the only thing he could ever make: coffee.

As he sat down with his hot drink he heard movement. He looked over. Kyoko stood in the hall wearing his shirt and a pair of sweat pants. She was rubbing her eyes.

"How do you feel?" Ren asked.

"Terrible." Kyoko said sitting down. "I want to go back to bed."

'So do I,' Ren mentally slapped himself. 'Bad timing perverted me. Why? Because it is! Great, I'm talking to myself.'

"Do you want some coffee?" he asked.

Kyoko shook her head. "I'll be fine."

"We have a read through for Arranged Love today." Ren said. "Are you up for it?"

Kyoko nodded. "Just give me a little time. Do we have any cereal?"

Ren nodded and got out some cereal for her. "How did you sleep?"

"I'm not sure." Kyoko said. "I still feel tired."

Ren stared at his coffee a moment. He knew Kyoko. He knew her well. Just last week she blushed because he kissed her, why wasn't she blushing now?

Then a terrible thought occurred to him. 'Does she remember?' he was going to ask her, but paused. 'If she doesn't, then she would freak out more if she heard about it. I'll have to ask cryptically.' It felt childish, but it was Kyoko he was dealing with.

"I'm sure," Ren said. "You must be tired after last night."

Kyoko nodded as she sat down next to Ren with her cereal. "Yes. With the new movie and the whole ordeal with the stalker (AN see 'Forced to Sign') and Kanae calling me so much I'm rather worn out."

Ren put a hand over his face. Was he thankful or remorseful that she had forgotten?

"Why did Kanae-san call?"

"Just trying to help. She said some of the tequila the president sent would help. I'm so tired I don't remember if I had any."

"You'll be fine without tequila." Ren insisted.

"That's fine. I could never take any drink of any kind." she said sitting down. She looked at her shirt. "Isn't this your shirt?" she asked.

Ren looked up. "Yes. You were taking a shower and your clothes got wet." 'At least I'm not lying.' "They're in washroom drying."

Kyoko looked at the clock. "What time do we have to leave?" she asked.

"The read through is at nine. Eight fifteen sounds good to me."

Kyoko nodded absently.

"Really are you alright?" Ren asked. "Maybe you should stay home."

"No," Kyoko said. "I just have a headache I'll be fine."

On their way to LME, Ren picked up Yashiro Yukihito. Kyoko was sad that Kanae wasn't with him. She was in Okinawa and would be at LME later that day. Kyoko couldn't wait to see her friend again.

Yashiro Kanae was Kyoko's best friend.

Ren was sure he was seeing stars in Kyoko's eyes. 'Definitely does not remember last night.' he couldn't help thinking.

Ren walked with Kyoko in the room and Director Ogata looked up and smiled.

"Ah, here we have our stars, Kyoko and Tsuruga Ren. Welcome. Let us begin."

CHARACTERS:

Kyoko - Sakai Itami

Mitsun - Sakai Tamaki (Itami's dad)

Ren - Riki Kenage

Arranged Love

(AN: For those who do not want to read the movie script, you can skip it, but be warned it's about half the story.

Oh and Arranged Love is written as a story, not a script.'Itami' and 'Kenage', remember, are Kyoko and Ren respectively. It's kind of like you're getting two fanfics here, one is alternate universe the other is the continuation of Forced to sign. Ok? Any questions? Feel free to Message me and ask.)

Itami felt alone and cold. She stared out the large window of her father's house. She did not want to hope anymore. She did not want to feel. She only hurt, so she began to hide under a face that would remind anyone of a porcelain doll.

Itami was pretty enough, but she did not care. Her long hair was such a shade that it would only remind her of her mother.

She did not want to remember her mother.

Mother, is gone.

"Itami?" Itami's father stepped in the room and stood next to her.

The black dress Itami wore clashed against her skin. Her father looked no better in the color, but he insisted that, on that day, they would wear it.

It was Thursday, and Itami's pain began three days prior. They morning she skipped into her mothers bedroom, to find a cold corpse in the bed.

Her mother and father had long ago slept in different rooms, which was probably how Itami found the woman first.

Her mother was dead and Itami felt cold. Her father did not care very much about her, though he did like her mind for business.

Itami did not look at her father as he stepped next to her.

"What do we do, when we face our problems?" her father asked.

Itami knew the answer he wanted. She had said it many times before. "We overcome them."

"Good."

Sakai Tamaki, Itamis father, stepped out of the room.

Itami watched the rain fall on the balcony right outside the window. The window served as a door so she stepped out and closed her eyes, feeling the rain fall on her face.

I don't feel anything. She thought. She opened her eyes.

She sneered and mocked Tamaki's voice.

"What do we do when we face our problems?" she mocked and glared out into the storm. She thought of all the pain she had faced the last week then of the pain in her life.

Pain was her father keeping far away from her, unless teaching her the business.

Pain was finding her mother dead and cold.

Pain was staying inside the big house with a private tutor, never meeting anyone except on select occasions.

Pain was a weakness.

Itami glared even harder. "We destroy them completely."

Itami thought of her mother. She did not want to feel nothing over the loss of the only person she ever loved. She sighed.

"Or we make ourselves forget." Itami whispered.

Jijo, the maid, walked into the room. She loved Itami very much and knew it was hard for a twelve year old girl to handle the death, of anybody, let alone a very close loved one.

The woman looked around the room and saw the girl outside in the rain. She walked to the door and called gently.

"Itami, come inside."

The girl hardly moved.

Jijo started to the girl and was surprised that Itami turned around with a gentle smile.

"Thank you Jijo."

Jijo was startled. "For what, my lady?"

"For everything." Itami said and walked inside.

Jijo stared at the door that Itami exited by. Something was very strange.

Kenage (Still Arranged Love)

In a business building, the same day, a fifteen year old man was sitting behind a desk. A man he was. His name was Riki Kenage, the son of Riki Mori, who, at the moment was lying on a couch passed out.

Kenage shook his head as he typed on he computer the total of the week. His father worked too hard.

This was a common occurrence, for Kenage to be working in his dad's office. His dad was sick, his mom did not know and he had the brain to run the company, so he ran it.

A groan from the couch made Kenage run over. He grabbed some water.

"Dad,"

"Kenage?" Mori looked up at Kenage. "What happened?"

"You passed out. I got everything under control and I'm designing the new software now. We'll have virtual gaming up and running soon. I have it scheduled to come out in three years so I can fix any bugs and I have time to work on something else."

"You should get some rest. Where's your mum?"

"She's at home."

"What time is it?" Mori looked around and drew his lips in a straight line. "Kenage, you're supposed to be at school."

Kenage grinned. "Yeah I am."

"Kenage, school now. You can save your dad's butt later."

Kenage pulled out a piece of paper. "I'm heading over there soon with a doctor's note." Kenage stood and grabbed a jacket. "Feel better."

"Kenage,"

Kenage stopped in the doorway.

"Thank you."

Kenage nodded and walked away. He would be there for his dad. He did love him after all.

'I have it all.' He thought. 'Mum and dad love me. I get to design anything I want. I don't need anything else in my life.'

"That will be it for today." Ogata said.

Kyoko smiled. It was interesting, but her character was so distant half the time. A feeling rose in her chest at the thought of acting across from Ren. A strange thrill.

Kyoko skipped down the hall and flinched. A weird feeling, was it her legs? Yes that must be it. She felt almost like jelly.

'I'll see if Sawara-san needs to send a message anywhere. A run would do me good I think.'

AN, Hey Guys! I'm G2L, nice to meet you (or see you again :D), If you have any questions about how to read this or about the storyline or whatever, message me and review if you want, if you don't then don't. I write for myself, but if you like it then I don't mind sharing my thoughts to amuse you, if you don't like it... then why are you reading this far into an authors note?

oh and have an awesome day, okay? make it a day worth remembering just for the sake of doing it. -G