The Last Prayer
[Edit: 28/03/15]
Summary: 20 Year later after Ren Tsuruga revealed to the world. He was Kuon Hizuri, son of Kuu Hizuri and Juliena Hizuri. He overhears a women last confession before she kills herself. What he learns shakes him to the very core. He has a Younger Brother! who died from exhaustion overload 20 years before! To make matters worse, he wakes up in the body of that same brother shortly after his death. How will things play out?
I do not own Skip Beat however Kouki Hizuri is mine.
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1: The Biggest Secret Revealed.
42 Year old Kuon Hizuri was celebrating his birthday will all his family around him. Kyoko Hizuri his stunning wife, formally named Kyoko Mogami sat to his right, flashing her dazzling smile as Yashiro told a joke one after the other. Yashiro had finally gotten married to humble Japanese women who had a hot temper. Lory Takarada was sitting to his left, conversing with his father Kuu. Lory now had white streaks in his hair and a few wrinkles.
His father once light blond hair had become so light that it lingered on the edgy of white and blond. His Mother had also aged too and developed a few wrinkles but she still looked good for her age.
It has been 20 years since he came out of the shadows and come clean to the world. 11 years since he married his wife. 32 years since Kuon and Kyoko had first met. 22 years since there reunion with each other at LME. 20 years since the confessed to each other and revealed their secrets to each other.16 years since Kyoko became Japan Number one female actor and had finally beaten Sho who realised to late exactly what he done to the girl, he found out Ren and Kyoko were dating. Which sent him into fits of anger before he cooled down and congratulated the couple.
Kyoko had helped him to heal from the devastation that was Rick death on his life. Of course the manipulative President had something to do in it and couldn't hide their relationship from him. Lory had taken all the credit and went out to celebrate in a 'Lory' way. In mere seconds, the whole company know about their relationship and congratulated the couple.
Today was simple perfect for him and nothing could change that...
#Scene change#
Saying goodbye to their guest, he turned towards his gorgeous wife pulling her into his embrace by the hips and she blushed.
He found it cute and kissed her passionately on the lips and she returned it.
Their moment was interrupted by the sound of the fire alarm going off and Kyoko pulled away, looking horrified.
"NO. I FORGOT ABOUT THE MEAT!" rushing towards were the smoke was coming from and he watched amazed when the whole kitchen was covered in foam. Even she was not left unscaved and now sported a foam beard and long moustache.
He didn't know why but he had the suddenly urge to go for a walk.
"Honey. I'm going for a walk. I'll be back soon" He called out, not noticing the striking green eyes that were following his movement.
#Scene change#
He don't know why but he just felt that going outside was a mistake. The air was cold and smacked against his skin with harshness. He walked around the area for a bit before he felt a pull and his feet changed direction into the woods.
He couldn't stop them.
They finally stopped at a clearing and Kuon took a look around. His eyes widened seeing a sickly looking women heading for a rope that was tired in a knot for hanging people. The women seemed to notice his presence and he shivered when striking green and red mismatched eyes looked at him with a crazed look.
"Kouki, how can you be still alive when I heard you died?" Her voice small and oddly hopeful.
He just stared at the women.
"You're not Kouki are you?" Her voice sounding broken and he suddenly found the strength to shake his head.
Her crazed eyes turned sad and she looked at the rope again with relief.
"I suppose you must be his older brother" She said, seeing his eyes widen. She explained "20 years ago Kouki Hizuri died not that far from here and I have been living with the guilt of creating him because of an obsession of mine. Today I finally find relief."
She crept towards the rope eyeing it like it was her saviour before she stopped. "It all started 30 years ago when I saw your parents walk into the clinic I worked in. Some may say I have an unhealthy obsession with Kuu Hizuri." She laughed hollowly. "They were right. When I found out they visit the clinic regular I got this crazy idea of making my own Kuu Hizuri."
His eyes widened in horror at the thought of two version of his father running around, she chuckled at his facial expression."Kouki couldn't show emotion no matter how hard he tried. Well I suppose it was my fault for raising him with no love that he deserved." Her eyes becoming a little haunted.
Kuon just listening getting the feeling, if he left he would miss something important.
She took another glance at the rope "However I could not require enough DNA to do it. So I snuck into the lab and took parts needed to make a baby. It would still be Kuu child but I ignored the fact it was also his wife child. I fused them together and grow the baby in a test tube so that when it was big enough. I would raise it to be the exact copy of Kuu Hizuri" This when she laughed hollowly. "The problem was, the baby was nothing like Kuu and I couldn't see the baby growing up like him and fulfil mu desire. I threw the child on the street when others weren't looking."
Kuon looked at the women disgusted at her actions. The women smiled sadly "I should have never done that and when I finally grow out of my obsession with Kuu. The boy wanted nothing to do with me and shortly after, he was found dead from exhaustion. I never got to say how much I loved my son despite my intentions at the time" Kuon eyes widened seeing the women put her head through the rope.
She smiled sadly and looked at him with tears in her eyes.
"Please don't let me make the same mistake twice."
And with that she pushed back the ladder letting her body fall and the rope snapped her neck.
Kuon just stared at the dead version of the women who looked to be in so much pain that this was the only way to end it.
what did she mean 'Don't let me make the same mistake twice'? He thought, staring at the body before him and like a spell that had been lifted, he could move again.
He ran.
He ran as fast he could, he didn't stop when Kyoko greeted him. He went straight to the bedroom and slammed the door shut.
He slid down the door and let himself go over tonight's events.
He had a brother. He couldn't believe it.
He was not an only child!
He had a younger brother who had been kept from the whole family by a women who used him for her own selfish needs.
What was he like?
Did he look his father or mother or a bit of both?
How did his brother go undiscovered for so long?
He realised with a pang of sadness that he would never find out.
He wished his brother was alive sitting next to him and chatting to him.
He wanted to reverse time so that he could save his brother life and have him here with him.
But it was a only a foolish wish...
Darkness took him...
He didn't notice another pair of striking green eyes stare at him in the darkness or the chanting.
#Scene Change#
He woke up with a groan and felt something wet underneath him. Opening his eyes slowly he was surprised to see himself in a dark alleyway. It was heavily raining and his clothes were soaked.
How did I get here? He thought, this had never happened to him before even when he was drunk. He always maintained as much control as he could so he doesn't end up in situations like this.
He got up with a groan, feeling his body shake because of the sudden movement.
weird, my body never done that He thought, feeling his body had changed somehow and decided to go into town and find Lory so he could explain to him why the hell he woke up on in a dark alleyway.
His eyes widened slightly, he did not recognise the town he was in.
Am I even in Japan?! He wondered with a frown.
It was then he saw people crowding in the city square. All eyes were glued to the giant, wide screen TV in the middle. His curiousness got the better of him and he waited for whatever people were waiting for.
The screen suddenly came alive and it showed a 22 year old Tsuruga Ren in a white suit and a 18 Kyoko Mogami in a beautiful blue dress and long hair tied in at the back. She looked absolutely stunning like all those years ago.
He didn't have time to ponder on what exactly he was watching because Ren voice boomed out of the T.V.
"I've been keeping a big secret from you all" Ren voice had a bit of a tremble in it, Kyoko put a hand on Ren for comfort.
The camera zoomed in to Ren face and he took a breath.
Ren started taking off things such as his black wig and brown contacts. His dirt blond hair and striking green eyes was revealed to all.
"My name is not Tsuruga Ren but Kuon Hizuri. Dead son of Kuu Hizuri and Juliena Hizuri!"
There were gasps and camera flashed violently.
His eyes widened.
He was watching himself reveal that he was Kuon Hizuri!
What the hell!?
Am I dreaming? Is this some kind of Hallucination? He thought, looking at the screen with wide eyes. His hand on his arm ready to pinch himself, that's when he noticed his hands were much smaller than they should be and he looked down, finding he was much shorter and was wearing different clothes then the night previously.
Kuon did not scream, he does not scream in front of people so he ducked into the nearest alley way were he know nobody could hear him and swore as many words he know.
Some kid passed by and wrote down the words ferociously, deeming it useful to use in the future.
It was then that a whole 10 years of memories crashed down on him, unprepared. He stopped yelling and clenched his head from the pain. Foreign memories invaded his mind and he passed out.
#2 hours later #
When he did wake up, he know exactly who this body belonged to and what dated he was in.
This body belonged to Kouki Hizuri. His brother that didn't even know his last name was Hizuri and had just died 3 hours ago. For some reason his soul had been sent back in time and entered into this body.
Sorting through Kouki memories. He honestly couldn't find one happy memory in his life. Kouki apparent mother had 'raised' him for a good three years. During those years, he couldn't find one single memory which he was hugged or shown any affection.
It was no wonder the kid grow up so cold.
If he never experienced what a child needed to get used to from a very young age. Kouki had tried to feel what other children felt when they hugged their parents by hugging himself but it wasn't the same and felt empty.
From a young age, he was forced to learn how to survive on the streets by doing small jobs that would provide enough money to eat for a few days. The kid had seen things most adult wouldn't have seen in their life time.
He was shocked, if he thought his 'wild days' were hell. Kouki everyday life was that, times one-thousand.
How would his brother life be like if they had known of his existence and saved him?. The boy often dreamed about someone taking him away from the nightmare he called his life. Hell even the boy came close to suicide on more than one occasion.
He looked in the cracked mirror next to him and saw a face similar and younger than his own. He still the familiar dirty blond hair but it was a slightly darker, very messy not at all the neat trim he has and was mid-length just barely touching his shoulders. His strike green eyes were far too old for someone so young and his skin colour had a slight tan from being outside all the time. His face was expressionless and he got the feeling he would seeing that face often.
The kid was thin.
He couldn't help it, he was a recently discovered older brother. The clothes he wore, hung off his body like a hanger even the quality of the clothes was nowhere close to what he wore as Kuon, hell even what normal people wore.
The clothes could only be described as rags.
There were holes in his blue top not to mention mud everywhere. Even his jeans were second rate and looked like they were on their last legs. Luckily his trainers had no holes in them but they still looked worn out and extreme old.
Everything from his hair to his clothes screamed a street rat.
The only acceptable looking thing was the black hoodie he wore to hind his face. That had to be washed frequently as it was very important thing to have.
He never imaged he would see a boy so young live on the streets. It was truly an eye opener. His brother had lived as a street rat for all his life while he lived in luxury complete oblivious to what his secret brother was going through.
True, he was going through his own personal hell for a good part of his childhood and some of his adult hood but it was nothing compared to a day in his brother shoes. He didn't need to see the scars that were making themselves known through pain, to know it was true.
He didn't have time to mourn his unknown brother death because his stomach suddenly growled and demanded to be fed.
He sighed, since he didn't have any money. He would have to get it 'Kouki' style.
#scene change#
"Please, sir. I will do any work you have, for food"
The man seemed to recognise him as the kid that would go to extremes to eat and stay alive. The man eyed him with a considering look.
"Fine, kid. Deliver these to the gang a couple of blocks away" He turned to were the man was pointing at and took boxes not asking what's in the box and used the muscle he gained from carrying heavy things since a young age to cross a few blocks.
He came an abandoned Warehouse and the smell of smoke was everywhere. As he got closer he heard the sound of chatter and music. When he walked inside, all eyes turned to him until they realise it was just him and went back to what they were doing.
"Why is there a kid here?" One of the newbie's asked, his friend turned to him and rolled his eyes.
"He's the kid who does any job for you as long as there is a little money involved and food" The newbie eyes widened.
"How long has he been doing that?" He asked, eyeing the thin kid.
His friend thought about it "about over 6 years now"
The surrounding people that didn't know about the kid, looked surprised.
"But that would mean he's been doing this since he was four. For a kid that age..."
He ignored the whispers around him and searched for who he should deliver the package to.
A man with many tattoos and hair shaved at the side approached him.
"Package for you" He said, given the package to the threatening man.
The man held his gaze for a minute until he focused on the two box and signal for two others to take the box.
"I hope you didn't open it" The man voice was dangerously low.
He shook his head "No sir. My motto is 'Do and never ask questions'" The man laughed at his response. "That's a good Motto to keep kid"
He nodded his head "Thank you sir" with that he left. Ignoring the sounds of gunshots in the background.
He went back to the man who gave him the job and his lips twitched slightly seeing the money the man paid him and a little bit of leftover food.
"Thank you sir"
The man merely grunted in reply.
The food wasn't nearly enough for his appetite but he would take any food he could get, if it meant he would survive a little bit longer.
For once, he went to sleep on a starving stomach.
From now on, he would live as Kouki Hizuri, age 10.
#Scene Change#
It has been several months since he began his new life as Kouki Hizuri. He couldn't count how many jobs he did that were illegal to stay alive. His brother had it tough. Always on the run and doing shady jobs. To his relief, his new body knew how to protect himself in the form of street fighting but he could never get close to the opponent because he was the smallest and weakest one among all the other streets rats. He got beat up a lot to but his body had taken so many beating that he couldn't feel the pain anymore but that still didn't mean he wasn't scared of getting hurt.
"Hey isn't that the kid that stole money from us last week?" A buff guy asked in an a black suit.
His companion turned around and eyed the kid who was frozen stiff.
"Yeah, it is. He's the kid that does jobs for people" His companion commented.
"What sort of jobs?" The guy asked, his companion shrugged.
"Any kind"
"Does that mean someone most have hired him to steal our money?" His companion eyes widened.
"I'm 100% certain that is the case"
"So if we grab the kid and get the names of who hired him. We can get the money back and not be in trouble with the boss" Both men grinned, likening the idea.
It was also at the same time when he decided he shouldn't stay and find out what the men were going to do to him and bolted.
"Hey kid, COME BACK HERE"
Hearing shouting from behind, it only encouraged him to quicken his pace. He cursed his shorter legs knowing he could easily at run them with his normal body.
He slid round the corner and collided with something hard, he fell on the floor.
"Umm, sorry. Are you okay?" A man voice asked.
He heard the sound of heavy boots coming his way and panicked.
"Please Mister. I need somewhere to hide!" The person froze when he saw the child was in trouble.
"Hide behind, me" If he wasn't too busy trying to stay alive, he would have wondered why the voice sounded so familiar.
The sound of heavy boots were all he could hear and he swore that his heart beat was loud enough to be heard. The boots were getting quieter meaning the men had passed.
"Thank you Mister" He breathed a sigh of relief when the thugs went by but didn't dare leave his crouching position, finding it a safety position that Kouki usually goes under when he was in danger.
A hand reached out to him... he filched and it froze.
When there was nothing but silence he risked a look up from his crouch position to see a...
27 year old.
Yukihito Yashiro staring at straight at him with wide eyes...
"Kuon...?"
He stared blankly back...
SHIT!
Done!
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