Note: I do NOT own Skip Beat or any of it's characters. Also I would like to thank those that have liked and reviewed my past two stories, they mean a lot to me. This is my third story and yes, it is a long one, so I'll try to update it as soon as I can, maybe in a week or so for the next chapter at the latest. (Sorry, I have exams) Anyways, please Enjoy :)

Kyoko's POV

Chapter 1

I wonder if I'll just be a bother? I think, even though I had already talked to Tsuruga-san on the phone about coming over. I don't want to disturb Tsuruga-san. But of course I couldn't just call off coming over when I had already said that I would. Before I knew it, it was already too late to cancel and I was already outside the source of my conflicting thoughts' apartment. I paused, took a deep breath, closing my eyes, willing up my nerve so I could knock on the door. When I opened my eyes again, they looked determined, and I tapped three times on Tsuruga-san's door before I lost my nerve and left.

There were a few moments of silence, and I heard footsteps coming closer and Tsuruga-san opened the door, his mouth curved in a smile as he wasn't surprised to see me at all.

"Good evening Mogami-san," He said. He was wearing a light grey T-shirt that hugged his body closely, showing off an outline of the perfectly shaped muscles underneath along with blue jeans hung low on his chest. His dark black hair was in it's usual hairstyle, and his grey-brown eyes warm and welcoming. My heart always managed to skip a beat whenever that smile was directed at me, but I always reminded myself that he gave that smile to everyone, and I was no different.

"Good evening Tsuruga-san," I said, looking up at him. His hand was casually resting on the doorframe, making it so that his face was slightly closer than how it usually was, making my heart beat slightly faster. I had to stop myself from hitting my chest, forcing my heart to stop acting so weirdly. Oblivious to how he affected me, Tsuruga-san stepped aside, leaving a space so that I could enter.

"Please come in," he said, and I nodded a thanks and slipped past him, the bags in my arms already making my arms start to hurt from carrying them. He closed the door behind me and grabbed a few of the bags I was carrying at the same time. I was about to protest, but he spoke before I could.

"Mogami-san, it would not be very polite to let my guest who is cooking me dinner carry all of the groceries to the kitchen herself, please, let me do at least this much." He said, and I nodded, knowing that if I tried to resist he would get his own way anyway.

"Thank you, Tsuruga-san." I said, then walked with him to the kitchen, placing enough grocery bags to feed a small army on the table.

"Is there anything I can help you with?" He asked as I started rolling my sleeves up.

"No it's okay Tsuruga-san, you are helping me with my role, it's the very least I can do to make you dinner." I said, already starting to push him out of the kitchen and towards the living room. "Just relax and watch some TV or something, I'm already intruding on you." I said, and Tsuruga-san left, but not without one last smile over his shoulder. I felt my face turn hot, but distracted myself from my sempai just a small way away and washed my hands, turning my attention to making him dinner.

I had received a new role in a drama called Fighters, about a young man who had his parents killed by gangsters when he was young and learned to live on his own on the streets. He decided that he wanted to become a cop and so joined, going back to school and being number one in his class even though he was the youngest there. After much trouble he became a cop at the age of 17, and after being a cop for only six months, he had become one of the best there is, even though his superiors didn't like him because he was so young. That man's name was Sam Evans, an american, even though he had been born in Japan. Sam was currently assigned to capture a single criminal who called themselves Ash, and was one of the best hackers in the world, but when he captured Ash, it turned out that that he was a actually a girl his age. That was where the drama started, when Sam finally captured Ash and brought her to the highest-level prison, where no criminal has ever escaped. Sam is sent to interrogate Ash, who had been hiding something that could completely destroy the entire Japanese government, but is told not to harm her. Sam starts to talk to Ash, and as he finds out more about her, they start to become attracted towards each other, in an inexplainable way even though they could never be together.

I was going to play Ash, the co-star of Tsuruga-san, who was going to play Sam. I had never done a role like this before, I had never even seen a criminal show in my life, I had always been too busy studying hard so that I could make my mother proud when I was young or caring for that stupid Shotaro. The thought of him ruining my childhood still angered me, and I started to cut with much more force than needed the vegetables I was cutting, but then I started to calm down, because in a way I had to thank him. If I hadn't been so pent on revenge I would never have discovered acting, and I would have never been so happy and met so many good people.

Still I had never seen a single crime show in my life, and even though over the past week I had started to, I couldn't seem to be able to grasp what it really felt like to be a real criminal, to be able to understand the character and develop my own version, to become the character themselves. That was why I had called Tsuruga-san so that he could help me grasp the role. Before I knew it I had already finished making dinner, and I headed toward the living room where Tsuruga-san was sitting on the bed, the TV turned on to some random show, the flashing objects moving around. He looked up when I entered, and again he smiled at me, that same smile that made my heart beat faster. I forced myself to act as natural as possible, and set the plates down on the coffee table, then going back to the kitchen to get the drinks and forks.

I had made some chicken curry with vegetables, some spices, chicken, and a bit of garlic on steamed rice, along with two small bowls of banana foster; ice cream with bananas and chocolate syrup with some sugar sprinkled on top, for dessert.

I sat down next to Tsuruga-san on the couch, far enough so that we didn't touch, but close enough for there to be some space in between without being on completely opposite ends of the couch. We ate in silence, both of us watching the screen. It wasn't awkward like it would have been before when I had barely started working at LME. I had been Mio in Dark Moon, and now Natsu in Box'R'. I had gone really far in the year and a half I had worked for LME. My revenge for Fuwa Sho is now gone, and I act because I love acting. But filming for Box'R' along with going to school and the usual LoveMe job every so often, I had become really tired lately, and Tsuruga with filming dramas and photo shoots, along with the other jobs that came along with being the number one actor in Japan, he must be really tired at well. So the quiet was very nice.

Dinner was finished soon, and the dessert brought along a very nice taste left at the end of it, making it a very enjoyable meal. Tsuruga stood up, his plate empty, and so did I, and we brought them to the sink in the kitchen. We had fought on who should wash the dishes, but in the end had settled with me washing the dishes and handing them for Tsuruga-san to dry and put away in the cupboards that I couldn't reach. In between the two of us we finished the dished very quickly.

"Alright, Mogami-san, let's start." Tsuruga-san said. We were back in the living room, once again on the couch, but the TV was off and Tsuruga-san looked at me with his grey-brown eyes with the look of complete focus. "Why can't you grasp the role of Ash?" He asked. I glanced down at my hands on my lap, then thought for a moment before I answered.

"I guess it's because I don't really know much about the criminal world, and I don't know what it feels like to be in a relationship like with Ash and Sam." I said. Was that me or did Tsuruga-san's look turn into pain for a split second? But as soon as the look came it went, and I was left doubtful. Tsuruga-san ran a hand through his dark hair, thinking. I looked at it, at how soft it looked, and I wondered what it felt like.

"Why don't you think of it this way," began Tsuruga-san after a moment, interrupting my thoughts. "Do you have something that you really want, but you know you can't have? And you have to act like you don't want it, or else you fear you may lose it forever?" he asked. Immediately when he said that I thought of him, but then I froze. Why did I immediately think of Tsuruga-san? I wondered. My heart started to beat faster for no reasonable explanation, and I wondered what was wrong with me.

"Mogami-san?" Tsuruga-san said, his face a look of concern, because I hadn't answered in a long time.

"Oh, sorry Tsuruga-san, I had been thinking." I said, my face turning a slight pink. I had concerned him so much even though I had only been thinking.

"Do you have something in mind? Or perhaps someone?" He asked. His face gave no indication if he meant something else by 'someone', but again my heart gave an approving thump when I thought of Tsuruga-san again.

"Kind of," I said, unsure if it was okay to use my sempai as a reference for this.

"Well it's a start." He said, bringing his hands together. "Mogami-san, imagine that I'm that thing that you really want, but can't have. When we're acting, just imagine that I'm that thing, and once you do it'll come out in your acting." He said. I smiled inside. He was that person that I was going to use, so this was easy?

"Did you bring your script with you?" He asked, and I nodded. "Okay, why don't you go and grab it, and we can practice the first time that Sam interrogates Ash. You still don't know Sam, so imagine that it's a stranger that you're meeting." I nodded, then stood up and went to my purse, then took out the script for "Fighters" and went back to the couch, and Tsuruga-san was standing a few feet away, script in hand and already open to the page. I sat down opposite him, opening the script to the page number. Immediately when I sat down I felt a complete shift in Tsuruga-san's character, and when I looked at him, he looked younger, only by about two years, but with a maturity in his eyes that showed that he had seen much more than others his "age". He wasn't Tsuruga-san anymore, he was Sam. I smiled, then tried to turn into Ash, changing my position on the couch, so that I was sitting casually, my expression bored, but my eyes ready to grasp every piece of information thrown at me.

I heard Tsuruga-san calmly walk closer to me, his footsteps even and calm as he made his way towards me. My hands in the scene would be bound, so I placed them together in front of me, the script still able to be seen, but it was only there as a reminder in case I forgot the lines. But I doubted that would happen, since I had already memorized them well enough to be able to read them backwards.

Tsuruga-san sat down facing me, his expression calm, that of a predator meeting it's prey. "Good day, Ash." He said. I smiled slyly. The scene had begun.

Again I'll try to update as soon as I can, and thank you for reading :)

-LIA