AN: I'm really looking forward to deconstructing some of my fics, continuing the large majority of them, and bringing new styles for 2019 but I wanted to do one of these body-switch things with a first person perspective and although this happens in future Skip Beat time, I don't usually use Kyoko as the central character so I hope you enjoy this one.

Way You See Me

Chapter One – Witchcraft

The president definitely wants to go all out on these types of things and although a work anniversary would mean a lot to most employees, the president makes it even more special. I've nearly been at LME for five years. When I started here, I had been rejected from the audition process and had been swearing revenge against Shotaro, I hadn't been interested in acting professionally, I hated Tsuruga Ren because he hated me, and I would have never expected myself to be married to a guy who chose to stay in Japan for me and to raise our son here.

I think that this place, the hallways of LME are where a lot of good things have happened.

I remember when I met my husband here, it was really the second time that we'd met but I started to think that maybe he wasn't a bad guy and my influence in hating him was from being a Sho aficionado. And then he shook his head, dismissed me, and I thought he was an incredible jerk. However, we started dating when I was eighteen and three years later we have a six month old son together.

That isn't all. We're also considered the top celebrity couple in Japan and we rank number one still on the top actor and actress lists. I've even been listed as both a domestic and an international model as well as my mother finally acknowledging me. All is going well in the life of Kyoko Hizuri.

I look at my phone and grin as I see that Kuon has sent me a picture of him and our little boy, Rikuu, reading a book together. They are both so adorable and I feel so lucky that I get to have the two of them in my life. I smile as I look at the picture and mindlessly bump into someone.

I pause and blink back at the girl.

"I'm sorry," I say with a formal bow despite this girl only just having passed the audition process and I'm not ashamed to say that she looks like a star already. This girl must have auditioned for modeling at least, she looks like she just walked off the pages of a famous style magazine.

"You…" the girl says in shock and bows as well, "You're a friend of Hizuri Kuon's, aren't you?"

I raise an eyebrow but then take a deep breath in. I can't blame the girl for being uneducated. I take another breath in and nod. "Yes," I smile to her, "but when people are married they become more than just friends. I'm Hizuri Kyoko, Kuon's wife."

The girl nods before I see a spark in her eyes and she stares up at me, "I wish that I had been the one to marry Kuon Hizuri," she says and I take another look at her. How could someone so beautiful be so ugly on the inside. She doesn't even know who Kuon really is? She has long flowing blond hair and appears as If she were a princess though her body is enviable with how slender she is. Her emerald eyes also match Kuon's color. She must have some foreign blood in her.

"Sorry, that role has already been filled," I tell her and she looks at me.

"May I just shake your hand then?" she asks and I hesitate, something doesn't seem right here. I feel weird about the situation but if it's just a handshake then that won't be too bad. As I reach my hand out for hers, I feel a sharp jolt through my body and fall onto the floor. Everything around me is spinning and I feel so confused, it's then that I feel my head hit the ground.

…..

…..

"Hey, are you okay?" I hear a voice from above me and I pick my head up before looking at a man I don't know, my body feels weird, different, it's as if I'm wearing a set of clothes that are wrong in many different ways. I look at my hand and raise it, my heart beating painfully in my chest. Where's my ring? What did that witch do…did you steal my…

My hands look different and I feel my breaths shorten. I take a deep breath in and look up and see my reflection in a door panel. No. No. I'm not in my body! This is her body! This isn't…I scramble to my feet and try to back away a little. "No, sorry, I'm who are you?"

"Mimi-chan, I asked if you were okay," the woman asks me again and I want to yell at her that I'm not Mimi-chan, I'm Kyoko Hizuri, I'm a mother and a wife and she can't take them away from me. Still, in this body what am I supposed to say or do? I don't know what to do in this situation.

I touch my body before looking down. I don't have a phone, I have a wallet with ID in it but no phone, no credit cards, I'm lost. Maybe if I went to the address then I could find out more about that woman but then what about my home…in my body? What kind of fairy magic is this? It isn't fair.

"Yeah, I'm okay," I lie because what else am I supposed to do, "Am I off work?" I ask and hear the woman nod. "You're my manager right?"

"Well, I thought I was but nobody told me that you'd be so flighty, we'll meet here tomorrow, okay?" the woman says and I nod. I'll have to find out her name but it's going to be easier for me if I first talk to my husband and make sure he knows what's going on. I would give anything to be in Kuon's arms right now.

I bow deeply before making my way to leave, I have enough for a few train transfers and I know where he would be. He had told me earlier that he wanted to take Rikuu to this park where we like to go. Kuon usually just pushes him on the swing and takes care of him. He's as an amazing father as his own father is.

I just want to be with him again.

…

…

As I get off of the train and out of the train station near where we live, I feel very conspicuous. I'm not someone famous and its mainly famous people who go here, it's so that people can feel relaxed and feel as if they are enjoying some privacy. I'm just hoping that I can convince Kuon. This body isn't mine and I want to know how to turn back. I freeze as tears threaten to fall. Will I have to see my precious Kuon wrap his arms around the pretender, tell the pretender that he loves her, kisses her. No. My husband wouldn't do that, he'll know who I am.

As I rush into the park, I notice that tall guy with the blond hair and emerald eyes – it's pretty hard to miss him – sitting down at a bench and feeding our son who is sitting on his lap. He's such a good father. I dash over to him and stop in front of him as he blinks those gorgeous emerald eyes at me.

"Hello," he says treating me as a stranger as he wipes the side of Rikuu's face. "May I help you?"

"Kuon, can you just listen to me for a moment," I ask. I try to reach out for him but he shifts immediately. "Something has happened, please just listen to me," I beg him and he continues to stare at me baffled.

"I'm sorry," he says slowly, "Who are you? Listen, it might seem that I've got influence in the industry but not really, yes I have fame but it's not what you think. I might not be able to help you."

"Can you please just listen to me?" I ask him, "I know about Rick…and Tina," I tell him and he stares at me, his mouth dropping slightly.

"Sorry?" he asks me as he starts to put things in the baby bag, he gently tries to comfort Rikuu before he starts screaming. "How did you know about Tina?" he asks. Kuon has talked about Rick to a number of people but he hasn't mentioned Tina by name unless talking with me, the president, or his parents. That should convince him, right?

"I'm Kyoko, I'm just stuck in a different body. Someone came and stole my body and left me in theirs," I try to convince him but he nods slowly, his eyes are focused on me as if I'm some kind of escaped mental patient.

"Uh-huh," he says as he starts to put RIkuu in the baby carrier he has on his chest. "Yes, okay…sorry but I…I can't help you," he tells me. I know that he doesn't believe me. I don't know if I'd believe me at this point and I know that right now Kuon is prioritizing our son.

"Years ago," I tell him, "We played the Heel siblings and when you were working as Cain Heel you told Murasame-san that his brain was like emmental cheese," I try to persuade him again and he turns his head to the side.

I know that he's confused but if he opens himself to the possibility that his own wife is stuck in a different body then he'll support me, I'll have the best person on my side to help me and guide me. It's hard convincing someone who focuses so much on reason and logic and not the magic that I believe in. Some people might think us incompatible because of those views, I think we compliment one another.

"Emmental cheese," he says slowly and I close my eyes, maybe using a very special secret is what is needed here.

"Kuon, do you remember what happened when I was working my first role even before the Kyurara commercial?" I ask him and he continues to stare at me trying to decide whether to believe me or not, "I was wandering around in Bo's chicken suit and you asked me for help because you thought the word tentekomai was some kind of a dance."

We have never told anyone that before, I know that it would embarrass him and though we can laugh about it together and I can tease him, it's not a story that we've shared openly with anyone else. He looks at me in shock and with Rikuu strapped in, he studies this body and blinks confused. He reached a hand out for me and I blink, what is he going to do?

"Corn, you have to try to believe me, I know that magic isn't your be-" I start to plead with him but his hand touches my cheek.

"I'm thinking," he tells me, "It's hard to believe but I'm thinking, just…if you could let me do something," he asks before leaning down and I feel in shock as he kisses me. His lips are so beautiful and our kiss feels the same despite my placement in this body. As he pulls away, I'm begging that he has put the pieces together and recognizes me. He's intelligent, much more intelligent than people realize or give him credit for.

"Princess?" he asks me, looking more concerned then anxious. He slides his thumb over my cheek caressing it and making me realize how much pain I would be in if he never touched me like this again. "Look at me," he says as he pulls me gently to the bench to sit opposite him. "What happened? Why aren't you….you? Can you tell me?" he asks me concerned and I smile in relief.

I just don't know where to start explaining what happened.