Disclaimer: I don't own the characters or Skip Beat!

Be warned: This fanfiction is over 4 years old, but I'm trying to edit it to make it somewhat more enjoyable and by edit, I mean re-writing the whole story : 3

Oh, and don't be shock by the OOCness. It's a ShoKyo so I need to play with their emotions a bit, and it's my story.

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Chapter 1: Realizing the truth

"Where… am I?" questioned Sho as he opened his eyes.

For a moment everything was pitch-black, but it wasn't long till Sho was met with light. Images were flashing in front of his eyes and voices forced their way into his ear drums.

"Hey Shoutaro, doesn't this look pretty?"

"Shoutaro, you're the best guy in the whole world"

"Shoutaro, Shoutaro, I – "

"I'll GET MY REVENGE ON YOU"

Sho shook his head and shut his eyes in despair. All the memories that he tried to push away into the corner of his mind were coming back. He didn't want to remember any of it, but he was having the same nightmare for the last few weeks and with every single night, he regretted and even hated himself a little more than the last.

It wasn't long until the nightmare had completely wrapped their arms around Sho until finally, he acknowledged a mistake that he should have had realized three years ago.

"It was my fault, wasn't it? Why, do I have to be so – "

Buzz Buzzzzz …. Buzzzz Buzzzz…. BUZZZ BUZZZZZZZZZZ

Sho shot up violently from his sleeping position, sweating and gasping for air. He quickly looked over to his bedside table, laying his eyes upon the noisy alarm clock. He usually slept through the alarm, waking up only when Shoko personally woke him up. But today was different. Something important happened in his dream, but he couldn't remember exactly what. He knew that he realized that he regretted something but what? His eyes widened once he realized what just went past his mind. He couldn't believe it. Here he was, Sho Fuwa – thinking about regret. The word left a bitter taste in his mouth. He looked over at the poor alarm clock once again, taking note that it was 6am and turned it off.

He stood up, and dragged his feet towards the kitchen. He decided that a glass of cold water would help him get rid of the bitter taste in his mouth. Bringing the glass of water, he sat himself on top of a red violet couch and grabbed the remote. While flashing through the channels in search for something worthy to waste his time on, his eyes lay upon one that made him froze.

He desperately tried to move his fingers in attempt to change the channels, but his body just didn't want to listen to his brain. His eyes widened in realization. Slowly and painfully, his previous nightmares were coming back into his memories.

"Kyoko" whispered Sho in a barely audible volume.

Sho stared at the screen, unable to move an inch. Kyoko, his childhood friend who never had any intention what so ever to act- never less join the show biz, was able to accomplished so much in so little time. She looked like a completely different person to Sho. He didn't like admitting it, but he knew deep inside that her acting was never like that of a newbie.

His reactions were to be expected. In front of his eyes, he was seeing his one and only true childhood friend transform into someone he couldn't even recognize. The girl named Kyoko was once upon a time his one and only personal maid. Sho shook his head in denial. No, that wasn't right. Kyoko wasn't his personal maid, or even his. Maybe in the past she was something of his, but not now. If anything, she really was his only true friend that Sho let slipped out of his hands.

Sho never had any real friends. What exactly were friends? Were friends someone that idolized him, someone that wanted to touch him, someone that wanted to back stab him when he wasn't looking? Friends were all but an illusion to Sho. However, that was exactly what it meant to be an idol; nothing more but a product; a silly illusion. Though, there was only one person in the whole world that knew Sho better than anyone, probably even more than himself. It wasn't his manager, oh no – and it definitely wasn't his parents. That one person was Kyoko. Even after spending years apart, Kyoko somehow knew exactly what to say and do to hit him in the right places. Whenever her warm orange pair of eyes lay upon him, he felt naked and exposed – yet for some reason he didn't feel uncomfortable. He came to realize these feelings just recently yet every time he acknowledged it, he couldn't help but feel hurt. Even if Kyoko understood him like an open book, every single time that he saw her- the more of a stranger that she became to be.

She changed so much and he knew that there was no one to blame but himself. Truthfully, he didn't mind the new Kyoko too much. The old Kyoko was annoying and wasn't any different than his screaming fans. Don't get him wrong though, Sho loves his fans and the attention that they give him very much. It was just that he couldn't bear to be around any one of them for a long period of time. It was simply all too tiring to keep his mask on for any longer than necessary.

After thinking about it carefully, he decided that he wanted to make it up to her, though selfishly, he just wanted to grab his one and only friend before she completely vanished from existence. However, there was one thing that got in his way. How was he supposed to make it up to her when she wasn't even willing to be near him, let alone converse like civilized human beings?

Sho face crumpled up quickly as he focused his attention back to the television screen. Kyoko was smiling brightly with an angelic face at the person beside her and it just so happen that the person beside her was and still is Sho greatest enemy, Tsuruga Ren.

Sho hated Tsuruga. In the past he hated him for his vast popularity and presence. His presence alone was an obstacle to his spot as the number one most popular entertainment figure. But now, Sho didn't hate him just because of that. In fact, Sho hatred for the actor was greater than ever. Tsuruga had taken away his place in Kyoko heart; he took away his Kyoko. The way that she looked at Tsuruga was exactly how she looked at Sho in the past, instead now – she was a beautiful woman instead of a pre-matured clumsy teenage girl. He knew that he told himself that Kyoko wasn't his to possess, but he just couldn't help just feel dejected and… jealousy?

"Sho, is that you?" asked Shoko cautiously. No one else lived in their house beside her and Sho, but he never woke up by himself before so she couldn't help but feel wary when she heard footsteps and the television playing.

"Mhmm" sheepishly replied Sho, slowly detaching his attention from his thoughts and over to Shoko. He then realized that he was still watching the interview that Kyoko was featured in and rapidly changed the channel. Still keeping his eyes on the television screen, he prayed that Shoko didn't notice and asked in hopes of distracting her, "What are you doing up so early?"

"Shouldn't I be asking you that? You never woke up by yourself before and what are you talking about? It is 7:45am" responded Shoko with a clear hint of concern in her voice.

"I'm fine", lied Sho. He wasn't fine; he was confused, depressed, rejected and jealous. His emotions were getting the better of him.

"Alright, but get ready to go to work okay? We have to leave at 8:30. I'll go and prepare breakfast." instructed Shoko.

"Shoko~~ can I have a home cooked breakfast today?" Sho asked her, already knowing the answer.

"Sorry Sho, but I don't have time to do that right now. We have to get going soon." Shoko said as she rushed off to the kitchen.

When Sho was living with Kyoko, she would always wake up bright and early in order to make him breakfast and he would be committing a huge crime if he were to say that it tasted bad. Her cooking was anything but bad, it was the best food that he ever ate- even better than the fancy five star restaurants he occasionally goes to. She knew exactly what he liked and dislike, making the dishes even more scrumptious. Just thinking about it made his tummy growl and his mouth drool. It wasn't long till misery found its way back to Sho. He missed her cooking.

Sho quickly stripped and placed him inside the shower. He closed his eyes and allowed the cold water to wash away his emotions, but it seemed that no matter what he did, his mind was completely occupied with Kyoko.

"Ren, say ahh~"

"Oh, the food you make is so delicious Honey"

"Awuh, you're making me embarrassed, now open wide"

"Ahh~~ hehe, But you know what is more delicious, baby?"

"What is it dear?"

"You"

"Ahhh, R-Ren stop! Not now, we're e-eat- Ahh, ahhhhhhhhh!"

Sho briskly turned off the shower in attempt to get the image of Tsuruga and Kyoko make out session out of his head. He really couldn't take it anymore and decided that he was certainly going to have to do something about his relationship with Kyoko or else he was going to go insane.

"Sho, breakfast is almost ready!" yelled Shoko.

"Coming", replied Sho as he swiftly walked out of the shower and changed his clothes

"Try to eat as fast as you can, but not too fast. We only have a few minutes left till we have to get going"

"I don't want to go to work today"

"Don't pull those puppy eyes at me Sho. We have to go to work today no matter what. We're going to talk about your new song and it's very important. It's also going to be the first song for your new album. So you're also going to have to make a PV for it too, but let's talk about that later."

"Alright, I get it" exclaimed Sho. What was there not to get? He didn't want to lose his number one spot again. He learned his lesson already and was not going to repeat it. He knew that an idol was easy to replace. Even though it was harder to replace Sho Fuwa these days because his songs were one of emotions and feelings and not some words being thrown into a track, he couldn't let his guard down. Not only that, his failure to maintain number one would mean that he had less chance of running into Kyoko.

"That's it!'' exclaimed Sho

"Is there something wrong Sho?" asked a confused Shoko

"No everything is fine. Let's go to work", Sho responded as a grin slowly appeared on his face. He knew what he was going to do now. He wasn't sure if it would work, but it was worth a try.

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STOP RIGHT THERE. DON'T GO ONTO THE NEXT CHAPTER!

Why? Because I'm not done rewriting the next chapter.

You can go ahead, but don't be shock at how different the style of writing is. I wrote this story 4 years ago, and decided to pick it up again after seeing that people still read it shockingly. Shocked at how badly written this was (why were there people reading this!?), I decided to fix it by erasing it all and rewriting it with the same concept in mind (not like it's that better though).

And it kind of hurt me in the heart when I found out this story was in the Skip Beat! community of 'bad fanfictions'. It's okay though, what do you expect from a 11 years old fan girl? Gosh, I wasn't even old enough to read the manga (PG13 LOL)! I'm almost 16, so don't worry too much.

And for you to read a ShoxKyo fanfiction, please don't be shock at the OOCness. I'm trying really hard here. This story takes place in the future, this way the original story won't interfere with my brain (I wrote this story after volume 18 – yeah, I know; long time ago, so I'm trying to fix the setting, bear with me)

Thank you for reading ^~^

Eternal Lover