I Dream Of Kyoko

He had always been a greedy person. Greedy from the very moment he was able to utter the word 'mine'. The night he had spied on his father as the man took the ancient coin from his pocket and gently caressed the face of the coin, he knew he had to have it for himself.

"What is thy wish my master." The strange beautiful woman, barely dressed in red silks asked.

Fuwa Shotaro blushed and silently gasped at the sight of her. What is she? He thought to himself.

"Kyoko, I wish for the gold to remodel the ryokan." He told her.

She nodded. "Yes Master." A tiny pillar of flame erupted on the man's desk and several stacks of gold coins lay before him.

"Thank you Kyoko. This will help secure my son's future." He commented to her in a kind voice.

"Yes Master." She answered emotionlessly as she always had. He knew the penalty for every wish he made. She had warned him many years ago. His time with her was nearing an end and he knew it. She shot a knowing glance to the slightly opened door and caught the eye of the greedy 13 year old. She sighed. Her freedom from the coin was close at hand.

She lounged on the multitudinous silk covered cushions that were scattered about as she reminisced over her long lost freedom. The days when the selfish, little greedy king had discovered a way to enslave her kind out of fear of the unknown. He had convinced those around him that she, her brothers, her family, and her friends were a danger and needed to be controlled simply due to the fact that they had control of things in nature that the undeveloped species did not. The little man had fancied himself as a chosen. One that was hand-picked to lead his people when he and his ancestors had fought, betrayed and murdered to get it. She shook her head and smiled softly in amusement. She had yet to meet a human that hadn't been greedy and petty. She doubted she ever would. The only way she would find a release from her bonds would be to beat them at their own game, trickery. She just needed to find one stupid and greedy enough to play along and here he was. She smiled slyly to herself as her skin glowed gold and a familiar feeling washed over her. "It's finally time." She whispered before she transformed into a shower of glittering gold as she felt the clumsy caress of young inexperienced fingers on the coin that she was bound to.

"Whoa..." The young boy marveled in awe and blushed fiercely as she appeared before him. Fuwa Sho watched as a glittering shower of gold swirled in the air before him and transformed into a stunningly beautiful, nude, raven-haired woman, with lined golden eyes, blood-red lips, and erotically flushed ivory skin, covered only in the gold collar, cuffs, chains, manacles on wrists and ankles, and the gold jewelry that signified her binding to the coin. He cleared his young throat and looked away.

She smiled inwardly. She really had expected him to wait a little longer before he betrayed his father's trust. Humans were such predictable creatures. She had decided he had suffered enough and covered her breasts with two small strips of dark aubergine silk and one large to conceal her womanhood from him, leaving her hips, thighs, shoulders, torso and belly bare with a thin matching veil to cover her beauty as per tradition in the old times. She knew she was an imposing vision to one so young as she stood before him.

"What is thy wish my master?" Her soft seductive voice cooed musically in his mind and echoed.

He shook his head to clear his mind and sat on his bed behind him as she waited patiently for his demands. He looked up at her after a few moments. "Is there anything that you won't do?"

"I cannot fulfill desires for death or, destruction." She informed him emotionlessly. She had discovered long ago that those actions had been forbidden by the crazed ancient king and his sorcerers.

The boy nodded. It made sense. To him, if it had been allowed, he felt that someone would have destroyed the world completely long ago. He sat a little longer. "I suppose I wish that I could be the most famous singer and songwriter one day."

She nodded to him. "With this wish and all others there shall be a price." The only warning he would ever receive. Why should she care what happened to these piteous creatures that sought to enslave her entire race? She would take from them what she needed and give to them what meant nothing to her.

His gaze finally shot up to her. "W-will the girls still like me? Will I still be good looking?"

She closed her eyes and sighed inwardly then nodded to him. "Yes young master."

He smiled brightly with a hint on arrogance. "Then I don't see a downside to this."

She cocked her head in curiosity, usually these beings were a tad more cautious. "Do you not want to know the price?"

He laughed. "Why should I care? I won't lose anything important. Now aren't you supposed to grant my wish or, something?" Why is she so pushy about the price? Isn't she my slave or, something like that now? Something at the back of his mind screamed that he should demand to know but, he brushed the voice aside.

She stood stoically elegant before him. She would not judge. He was human, she didn't care to. He was only a means to an end of a long imprisonment. She moved closer to him, caressed his neck and turned his face up to meet her gaze. "As you wish young master." She whispered, then chastely kissed his lips, stepped back and left him in a shower of gold.

When the fog of the kiss had cleared his young mind, his eyes opened and he was flooded with a feeling of euphoria. Poetic words and music notes floated to the surface of his consciousness. His fingers itched and his throat tickled with a voice that struggled to break free and be heard.

513.6 kilometers away a 17 year old talented young man was struggling to break away from the darkness invading his heart and mind for deeds he had no control over. For 2 years he had been living with his Godfather, crafting his new personality and perfecting it. Tonight he would enter his new apartment and rest his head on his new feather pillow as Hizuri Kuon; at dawn he would awaken fully as Tsuruga Ren and make his debut to the world.

For two long years both young men would practice their craft. One would struggle for fortune and fame and the other to forget his dark past. One would literally give his soul to flee from the love of his home and the other longed desperately for it.