A/N: Holy bananas, two stories within less than 4 months of each other! What is this?

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If your name is Kokonoe Rinko, then you never really were all that patient.

But, you've been learning.

Because there really are somethings worth waiting for.

Or, so you've been told.

But then, you flip on the television. Because your family's contact in the media, says he will be on, and you are at that point where you've taken to staring at the phone information for professional kidnappers. It's probably safer just to watch the reporters hound the poor boy.

"Riko, I love you!"

And suddenly you are fuming, because either he has forgotten your name or he has forgotten you. Both are unacceptable and make your previously cool blood simmer in a most violent manner. He will pay for this.

All you can think about is assassins and kidnappers and that one terrorist group Otou-san payed off before. Your hand becomes flaccid over the phone as you come to a shocking conclusion. Riko is not the name of another one of his suitors, you—or more specifically, your father – would have been informed.

Unless… You yourself are no longer a candidate for the position of wife. But then you are laughing uncontrollable at the notion. Because, there are two sides to Kokonoe Rinko and both know that that silly little thought she just had is merely a side effect of being away from her love too long. The logical portion says she would have been notified, remembering the other girls that pushed just the wrong button. Mean while, the part that has been brought up spoiled and has never thought more than needed, simply states that what Rinko wants, Rinko gets, and that isn't about to change now.

You smile brightly at your computer monitor as you realize what must be going on, that silly Ran is just smitten with either the looks or work of a meaningless celebrity. After all, wasn't there that actress from that one movie he really liked? You distantly remembers a shrine that he wouldn't let anyone come near. Of course, he destroyed it in a fit of rage when the actress was found to actually be an actor.

Ah, here you go! According to Google there are two potential Rikos: Narumi Riko, the actress/model, and Higashio Riko, who is apparently a famous golfer. Not that you have ever found the sport interesting.

Tsk, tsk, what to do? Either of them could be the culprit and you do so want to know which is guilty before incriminating drug evidence is 'found' against both of them. But of course, dearest Ran is the only one whom knows.

And with that, it is decided. In a mere hours you are rubbing up on your precious Ran - who feigns annoyance, but you know he loves this kind of affection - and you are just placing the finishing touches on the grand scheme in your head. It is brilliant and you will know the true identity of this 'Riko' in minutes. And then you will crush this person's career and laugh gleefully over the ashes.

But the best laid plans always do crumble, they say, or something like that.

Kunimi Riko, you are going to die.

Owatta.

I'm actually kind of content with how this turned out... Remember, think French!