Metamorphosis
Prologue:
In a flurry of razor sharp blades, she whipped around and sliced the being into ribbons as her demons held fast. She was good, she had to be. She had learned how to protect herself during her short time as an actress before everything happened. That's not to say that she still wasn't doing what she loved the most. She just had this little extracurricular added to her repertoire, not that anyone but her partner knew about it though.
She didn't realize it at the time, but her encounter with Kimiko Morizumi, and her time spent training on, and off the set for Sacred Lotus changed her life in every aspect. It opened her eyes to the truly cold reality of the world and allowed the only man that had never betrayed her, entrance into her life.
A masculine hand reached from the mists and pulled her to him. Pulling her back from where she preferred. "Kyoko, please be careful." He plead as he caressed away the horny protrusions that formed beneath her raven hair.
She flashed golden, slitted, demonic eyes, and sexily smiled with sharpened fangs at him. "You shouldn't worry so much about me Reino. I'll be fine." She reassured him, caressing his face gently. She refused to tell him that it was already too late, which from her look, he already knew. She'd already been touched by the shadows, but he was doing everything he could to keep her from falling into the darkness completely.
He sighed. "I have to worry about you. I care about you. I don't want to lose you." He breathed out and kissed her crown. He took her by the hand after she sheathed her blades, and pulled her along. "Come on or we'll be late." He smiled.
It pained her every time he stepped into the shade with her. All her life she'd been conditioned to refuse help. Her mother left her on her own early. The Fuwa's never had time to bother with her, other than training her to be a bride. Even when she'd first met Ren, he'd told her to not accept help in the LoveME Section tasks and missions. Then there was Sho. What could she say about him? He was never reliable enough to help her in any way, so she never bothered with him. Yet, here was Reino foolishly stepping into the shade to pull her to safety, risking his own mental, physical, emotional, and metaphysical health. If one of these things even touched him, his soul would be permanently damaged and tainted.
Perhaps she should make this her last trip into the Shadows. Maybe for more reasons than just him.