Prologue:

Ren and Kyoko have been going out now for two months, and both of them were over the moon. Ren couldn't believe how well Kyoko had handled the truth about who he was and why he had become Tsuruga Ren, and he had gotten off pretty easily considering she merely slapped him when he got to the part about Corn. He had been expecting much worse, like her never speaking to him again or even denouncing their menial connection as Senpai and Kouhai, so he was ecstatic that she was willing to not only forgive him but even start a relationship with him!

Kyoko was also beside herself with joy as she realized her second love was not only requited, but being actively sought after by her ideal Prince Charming. Ren had lied to her, and she still felt a guilty tingle in her hand sometimes from slapping him, but that was all but forgotten when she saw that Kami-sama smile beaming down at her, literally obliterating all her doubts. Well, not all. Kyoko had been traumatized by that bastard, and it left her with little self confidence, but she tried to preserve and believe Ren when he whispered sweet nothings in her ear, or when he called her the most beautiful existence he had ever seen, or just trying to grasp the baffling notion that someone like Ren could belong to her alone.

The two were swimming in their love for one another, and Ren was building quite some endurance in trying to pace himself to match Kyoko's speed. He knew she was unsure of herself in her inexperience, and he was undoubtably willing to wait for her, but that doesn't mean he could stop himself from dreaming…

—-

"Ah, Ren!" A sweet cry escaped the lips of his beloved Princess. Ren had been surprised when she had walked in on him showering, but that surprise was quickly eclipsed by ecstasy as she allowed him to run his fingers over her entire body.

The shower was easily big enough for both of them, but they elected to remain plastered against one of the side walls, allowing the stream of hot water to trickle down their sides while they locked each other in an even hotter embrace.

"Ren, do you want me to wash your back?" Kyoko asked suddenly, her small hands reaching for the soap and loofa. Well, that wasn't really Ren's first choice, but he would take what he could get. Ren nodded and felt a shiver of delight go down his spine as his Princess shot him a sexy smirk before pushing his shoulders around so that he faced the wall. "Ok, then. You need to turn around." Her voice was smoldering and he waited in anticipation for her to start lathering the soap along his skin, but it didn't come right away. Ren waited for a few more seconds before turning his head back to see what was taking her so long, and his eyes fell upon a sudsy Kyoko, who was covered in frothy foam from her neck down to her toes. Her honey-elixir eyes looked up from her finished work and met a confused Ren. An amused smile splayed across her face at his evident confusion, but before he could ask her what she was doing she moved forward to press herself into his back.

Ren reacted quite predictably as he let out a deep, throaty groan. The feel of her skin sliding against his was sensational. Her perky breast were flush against his back and he could feel her hardened nipples as she began to twist and wiggle her body against his. His hand moved to the wall to keep his balance, and she giggled at the way he pushed back into her.

Kyoko's hands became hungry for more contact, so she moved them to the front of his chest and slide them up and down his body while she continued to wash his back. It was then that her hand drifted a little too far down South and her slight graze of Ren's throbbing member resulted in Ren finally losing control. He abruptly turned around and grasped her hands that had fallen on his chest. He needed her to leave before things got out of hand.

"Kyoko," Ren croaked out in a strained voice. "Kyoko, you need to leave." Ren's voice was much clearer now, as he didn't want to make her feel pressured into doing something she wasn't ready for. Ren was so adamant about her leaving that he began to push Kyoko towards the shower door, but he was met with a much resistant Kyoko.

"I can't leave yet, Ren." Kyoko purred, pushing him back into the wall with a thud. "I still need to wash your front." She smiled up at him for the span of one painful heart beat and then she began to slide her entire body down the length of him, not stopping until she was on her knees and her face was inches away from Ren's most sensitive organ. She blew cool air over the reddened tip as her hands traced his hips to the back of his thighs, where her grip tightened.

Ren stood there, panting, waiting to see through hooded eyes what she would do next. Begging her to do what he had only hoped to wish for in his dreams, and when her cute tongue extended to finally touch his desperate cock, he realized that was just what this was—a dream.

Ren awoke with a start at the sound of his alarm clock. He groaned in annoyance as he felt the residue of Kyoko's dream caresses fade away into oblivion. Damn, why can't I ever make it to the good part.

Unfortunately, Ren had become accustomed to this morning routine. He would have desire filled dreams about his little innocent girlfriend, who would usually act not so innocent, and then he would wake up right before anything serious happened. In a way, he was thankful that nothing ever happened because he already had immense guilt as he washed away the evidence of his lust filled dream with icy jets of water, but it was still taking a toll on his nerves.

Ren sighed as the torrent of water flowed over him. He just had to be patient. Kyoko was doing her best and he loved how her cheeks became bright red whenever they went as far as kissing. She had just recently let him hug her while they were outside— it had only been in front of Yashiro-san, but it was something.

Ren got out of the shower and wrapped a towel around his waist. Placing his hands on the marble counter he braced himself while looking in the mirror. You can do this, Ren. He finally had the love of his life in his hands, he wasn't going to screw it up just because he couldn't control himself like some hormonal teenager. Kyoko was much more important to him that his own sexual appetite, and one day they would be able to do all the things he did with her in his dreams. Tsuruga Ren was a patient man. He had waited over a year to even get a kiss from her, he could wait for her to come to him.

What Ren didn't know was that he may not have to wait much longer…

Tonight was the annual Gratitude Party hosted by Maria and Kyoko, and LME was in a frenzy as many of the employees began preparing for the party. Ren and Kyoko had originally planned to go together, since most people in attendance already knew of their relationship and the others would only be mildly surprised to see them together since it happened so often, but Kyoko had been called away to a last minute shoot for a fashion release that was scheduled to be released on New Years—apparently the model had gotten sick the night before.

The couple was disappointed, but both of them knew it was part of being famous. Ever since Kyoko had started her modeling career, they had been spending less and less time together. Of course their ever diligent manager, Yashiro, did everything in his power to make time for them to go on some incognito dates, but it wasn't enough for either of them. Tonight was supposed to be their night, and the annoyance was clear on the Demon Lord's face when Kyoko turned to look at him after receiving the news.

"Tsuruga-san," Kyoko spoke softly as she placed both hands over one of his own while they rode in the back seat of Ren's car. "Don't make that face. You know this is work, and the President gave me his word that I would be able to make it to the party!"

Ren knew that, he was just pouting. He had wanted her to come over to his place and they could get ready together. Maybe he could have stolen a few kisses before he was forced to spend another night abstaining from touching her.

Kyoko's face was alive with worry as she looked up at him. He could read the thoughts going through her head: Is he really that upset? Should I have rejected? Is this my fault? Oh how kindhearted his love was. She would do what was right no matter how much she would fret over it afterwards. This was fine, in the years to come, there would be plenty of other opportunities to go to parties together.

Kyoko watched as the fake smile of the Demon Lord disappeared and what was left behind was an understanding smile. Kyoko beamed back at him as he turned his hand over to give hers a little squeeze. "Make sure to be back before the clock strikes 12, Princess."

The car pulled to a stop as blood rushed to Kyoko's cheeks, making her look like an adorable little lobster. "I will." She says as she turned to get out of the car, but before she pulled the handle she abruptly turned and kissed Ren on the cheek. Both Ren and Yashiro were shocked still, and Kyoko had scampered off at full speed long before either of them were able to talk. It was Yashiro who broke the silence.

"Ren, your face is melting." The manager chuckled. Through his rearview mirror he could see Japan's "#1 Bachelor" holding a hand to his cheek with the most brilliant of smiles. Ren heard his manager, but he didn't care. He was having an internal celebration, and he didn't move until the lingering heat of her quick peck completely left his cheek. Because of that, Ren nearly ruined his perfect record of never being late, but he was still on time and work progressed smoothly with his face only slipping twice. It nearly killed his co-star each time, but Yashiro thought that Ren was managing incredibly well all things considered.

The manager had been the couple's number one fan for months now, and he had nearly exploded when he heard they were officially dating. He could let his charge make a few mistakes here and there if it meant the two were happy.

Ren continued his work doing a commercial here and wrapping up a drama there, but his mind was on Kyoko all day. Kyoko's thoughts were also on Ren during her shoot, and this made for some image shaking pictures as the young girl thought about her boyfriend, her Prince. They both had a few slip ups, but remained professional and soon it was time for the party.

—-

Ren was standing off to the side of the grand ballroom anxiously looking down at his watch when he was tapped on the arm.

"Ren, why are you cooped up over here? You should be celebrating! Or is my adorable grandchild's party not interesting enough for you?" The President's hand became a talon digging into his shoulder at the possible slight towards Maria-chan.

"Boss, you know that's not the case." Ren wore his typical work smile, but the taught lines of his neck made it clear that he was in no mood to partake in the President's antics, but who ever was?

"Ahh, I see. You're awaiting your Princess, hmm." The President shook his head in understanding and gave Ren a look of pity that set the actors teeth on edge. He didn't particularly enjoy being one of Takarada Lory's favorite toys, but he knew it was inevitable when the President found out about him and Kyoko due to his assistant's excellent stalking skills.

"My boy, I am quite happy to see you so smitten, but that doesn't mean you shouldn't enjoy life if your darling isn't by your side! Go forth, my son, and make some new friends." Lory gave a literal push to Ren's back and sent him stumbling a few feet forward. For a man his age, he was incredibly strong (If you asked Lory, it was the power of endless love).

Ren rolled his eyes as he began to make his way over to the table where many of his male co-stars where talking, but was halted by the sound of Lory's voice before he could even take two steps.

"Oh, Ren. I also made sure to get you the best Christmas present. Unwrap it with care, ok?" Ren looked back to see a scheming smile in full display on the President's face, and Ren's eyes narrowed in distrust. The President was planning something, and he knew he was probably not going to like it, but instead of giving him the satisfaction of arguing, Ren just continued to walk towards the tables.

Ren spent around an hour talking to old and new co-stars, men and women alike, but he was growing tired of the men's banter and the women's blatant attempts at flirting. He tried to be as polite as he could, but all the people present noticed him constantly looking down at his phone.

It was nearly midnight. Where is she?! Ren had texted Kyoko numerous times, but he had yet to get a single response. Is she ok? Ren was consumed with worry and decided he would swallow his pride and try to find the President to make a call. He could find out what was going on at her shoot. As Ren walked across the room to where he saw the President conversing with what looked like his son, and since he had Maria in his arms Ren was almost sure that was the case, but he stopped in the middle of the ballroom floor as the lights began to flicker. It was 12.

"And now, ladies and gentleman, we bring to you our guest of honor, the birthday girl, Princess Mogami Kyoko!" The voice boomed and the room filled with sparkling lights. It was like fairies were dancing among the stars, but among them shined something oh so much brighter. At the top of the stairs stood Kyoko, Ren's Princess, and she was mesmerizing.

Kyoko had been whisked away from her shoot at 10:30 p.m., and with a 30 minute ride to the party, she was beginning to panic. What was she going to wear? Would they stop by her house to pick up a change of clothes if she asked, but it would be rude to ask since they were already driving her to the party. Kyoko's head was filled with revolving thoughts of worry that were in the end useless.

Once Kyoko had gotten to the location of the party, her driver took her through the back entrance where she was meet by "the Witch," Jelly Woods.

"Kyoko-chan!" Ms. Jelly grabs Kyoko's hands in her own and practically runs with her down the corridor. "I've been waiting for you, dear. Now, its time. Let the magic begin." Kyoko couldn't keep up with the eccentric woman, but she loved falling under her spell. Kyoko decided it wasn't even worth arguing over the expensive looking gown they were trying to place her in because she honestly had nothing else to wear. She was also told it was a present from the President so it would be rude to refuse.

In less than an hour, Ms. Woods had Kyoko cleaned, dried, and beautified. Kyoko stood before the mirror and couldn't believe her eyes. " You truly are a witch, Ten-san." Kyoko whispered, trying not to cry. This was the first time in her life that Kyoko felt like a true Princess, and all she wanted to do was show Ren.

"My dear, I am no witch. All the magic is within you." Ms. Woods replied calmly. She liked Kyoko-chan, but like many who cared for the girl, she wanted her to have more confidence. "You are a true beauty, dear. Inside and out." The women smiled at each other as Kyoko began to tear up.

"Thank you." Is all she says because she desperately wanted to believe her words, and looking like she did in that dress, it was hard not too.

Ms. Woods moved forward and placed a hand on the young girls shoulder. "If you want to thank me," She said making eye contact with Kyoko through the body-length mirror. "Then go out tonight and believe you belong in that dress. The night is yours, Kyoko-chan. You just have to take it!" To Kyoko's ears the words almost sounded like a sports pep-talk, and that made some of her nerves escape in awkward giggles. Looking up at herself one last time in the mirror, she became resolved in her choice. Tonight was hers!

—

Everyone in the room was staring, but Kyoko only sought one pair of eyes, and it wasn't long before she found them. There, at the foot of the stairs, the Emperor of the Night was staring up at her. The quiver of delight descended her spine as Kyoko took her first step down the stairs.

Ren was gawking. His girlfriend had become indescribably beautiful. Her amber hair was worn in a similar fashion to Natsu's, sleek and pulled back, and her body was covered by the most miraculous dress. Green silk gripped the upper portion of her torso in a beaded bodice, leaving little to the imagination and exposing her smooth chest in a sweetheart neckline, and from the bodice fell waves of emerald that flowed down to the floor. Despite the abundant amount of fabrics, her womanly curves that had become more pronounced over the last year were clearly visible, and the whole look was tied together with an elegant green bow that tied at her waist. The mere sight of her had Ren nearly falling to his knees in worship, and he would have, if he wasn't worried some other man might take his preoccupied state as an excuse to approach her. He felt the warmth in his heart transform into jealousy as he thought about the other men who were being graced with HIS Kyoko's appearance. Kuon may have rampaged, if it wasn't for the fact that the Princess also only seemed to have eyes for him.

Ren's hot gaze was making Kyoko blush, and it was taking all her effort to keep from tripping over the dress's heavy skirt. The gaze upon her matched his current appearance. Ren was wearing a full three piece suit, with charcoal black jacket, tie, and dress pants. The inner vest was, Kyoko happily noticed, an emerald green that matched Corn's eyes and her dress. It looked like it could even be the same silky fabric as her dress, but it was hard to tell because the vest was covered in a design of black velvet vines. The only thing that could have made the look even more enchanting was if Corn's brilliant green eyes were shinning up at her, but that wasn't possible at the moment and Kyoko thought she was being greedy. Tsuruga Ren's deep brown eyes were hard enough to handle as they smoldered with the obvious desire to possess. Yeah, Kyoko was perfectly happy with whatever color those eyes were that gazed up at her, as long as Ren never stopped looking at her.

Kyoko quickly became the center of attention at the party, as it had switched from the Gratitude Party to Kyoko's 18th Birthday Party. She's finally legal. Ren's thoughts turned down a dangerous path as he had reluctantly allowed Kyoko to be swept away by Kanae. It pained him to do so, but he knew she needed to spend some time with her best friend. He wasn't the only one who she was kept away from due to a busy schedule. Ren's eyes watched over Kyoko as she made her way through the throng of guests coming to congratulate her, and his eyes narrowed every time a man got too familiar with her. He was on his way to intercept Kijima who had been making eyes at Kyoko all night when he was thwarted by a very troublesome existence.

"So, are you going to thank me?" The President was full on beaming at Ren, incredibly pleased with himself.

"For what?" Ren grunts, as his eyes never left Kijima.

"For what?! For your present, of course! The bow was my own personal touch." The President said, pointing over to Kyoko. Ren stopped in his tracks when he understood what he meant.

"You mean, you picked that dress?" Ren asked his face an odd mix of impressed and annoyed. Ren wanted to pick her outfit, but he had to admit the President had done a stunning job. What had he said earlier about his gift? Unwrap it with care…

The infamous "Playboy" Tsuruga Ren became a blushing mess at the memory. He shot an accusing glare at the perverted old man, only to find him thoroughly amused by Ren's response. He chuckled under Kuon's menacing glare and looked back over to his precious diamond in the ruff.

"You found a treasure, Ren." The President began, not even trying to keep his voice down. "I am just worried you will find it too precious. So precious it shouldn't be touched. And that, my boy, would be a damn shame because others will come by and steal it away from you if you don't cherish it properly. You don't have to be afraid anymore." Lory left Ren with a knowing smile as the young man became perplexed by the message the President was trying to tell him.

He could touch her? She was his now, finally, but had he been holding back for her sake or his own? Ren truly didn't want to scare Kyoko away by being more forward, but he could have been a little more open about talking to her about his feeling or his desires. Would she hate him? An image of Kyoko running away screaming and calling him a dirty senpai filled his head. Well, he wouldn't say that was impossible, but he knew Kyoko better now. He knew she could be incredibly accepting and that she would most likely listen to him with an open mind. Should he try it?

Ren's head was filled with these thoughts when all the sudden a blushing Kyoko was latched onto his arm. "Ren!" Kyoko beamed up at him, and Ren froze. She had never called him by name before…

—-

Kyoko was uncomfortable with all the attention she was getting from her friends and fellow co-stars, but she steeled herself against her rising anxiety and continued to portray a "princess" aura worthy of her dress. She was so focused on her own troubles, that she didn't notice the drink she grabbed off the tray had been alcohol. The drink was sugary and a pretty pink color, so Kyoko asked for the same thing after she finished the first one. In the end, she had about 5 of them, and it wasn't until Kanae came over to tell her that she was leaving that she noticed what Kyoko had been drinking.

"Kyoko!" Kanae shrieked, grabbing the drink form her hands. She smelled the contents and wrinkled her nose at the pungency of the liquor's odor. Looking back to her friend, Kanae saw that Kyoko was clearly drunk. Her cheeks were rosy pink, eyes glassy, and her stance was slightly unbalanced. It wasn't too noticeable, but this girl was one hell of an actress.

"MOKO-CHAN!" Kyoko squealed as she threw herself onto the other actress. Kanae was an expert at dodging such attacks, and she nearly did, but she was afraid in her current state the girl would end up on the floor. They didn't need to make a scene here. Even if it was mainly friends and LME employees, they couldn't risk a story about the underage Kyoko becoming dead drunk at her own party. The bone crushing hug she received was the cost of her protecting her best friend's reputation, and it was nearly enough to make her regret it.

"Mo! Get off of me!" She pushed the girl and was shocked by how easily she dislodged her. She must really be drunk. "Kyoko. Kyoko listen to me." Kyoko's big doe like eyes looked up at her with a stupid smile on her face. "How many of these did you have?" Kanae held the glass up to her face and when Kyoko saw it she had the nerve to reach for it. "No, Kyoko. Listen, this is alcoholic. Do you understand? Its alcohol." Kanae repeated slowly, trying to see any spark of recognition in the girls glazed stare. Finally, she saw a horrified expression replace the ditzy smile.

"No, No, what have I done?!" Kyoko gripped the sides of Kanae's arms, pleading for help.

"Oh goodness, calm down. You're an actress right? All you need to do is act normal for 10 minutes as we sneak you out, ok? I will tell the President that you were tired from work and needed to go home. Stay here. Don't. Move." Kanae pushed down on both of Kyoko's shoulders to practically stick her to the floor. As Kanae walked away she focused all her attention on acting normal, thankfully most people had already left so people weren't coming up to talk to her anymore. Kyoko was scanning the room for any potential problems when she saw Ren standing alone in the corner of the room. What's he doing there?

Kyoko hadn't had the chance to speak to him most of the night, but now he was alone and all she wanted to do was be by his side. Her face broke into a smile as she made her way over to him on wobbly feet.

—-

"Ky-Kyoko-san" Ren stuttered. Pools of honey stared up at him as she squeezed his arm in a vice like grip. It didn't hurt, but Ren noticed how his arm was now wedged in between her cleavage. He gulped as he resisted pulling her into an even more intimate embrace, but he was brought out of his thoughts by the sound of another voice.

"Mo! I told you not to move, Kyoko." Kotonami was rushing up to them in a graceful but determined fashion.

"Kotonami-san, what's the matter?" Even though she was a splendid actress, Ren could sense the young woman's distress.

"I'll tell you what. Your airhead of a girlfriend has unknowingly been downing some seriously strong alcohol all night! I mean, can't you tell just be looking at her!" Kanae's angry whisper fell on doubtful ears. Surely no one could be that…

Looking down at his little Princess without his lust filled glasses, Ren could finally see her inebriated state. Oh goodness.

"Ah.." Ren was stuck shuffling his emotions in his head and in his heart. His love sure was something. He felt amused, concerned, annoyed, and more than anything his lust hadn't completely retreated. Her flushed cheeks and glistening eyes were so focused on him at the moment, and as her face relaxed into a small smile and she began giggling up at him, Ren was losing hold of his reason.

"Don't 'Ah' me you love-struck fool. Just get her out of here!" Kanae pushed Kyoko's bag into his chest and gave a small scolding to Kyoko before clearing the way to make sure the two had a clear escape route.

Ren had to battle with an overly affectionate Kyoko the whole ride home. He was delighted she was being so clingy, but it wasn't ideal now that he was driving. Kyoko merely continued to giggle and call his name whenever he told her to get back on her side, and it was adorable.

Getting her into his apartment was another matter. She had lost her ability to walk and her clinging to his arm wasn't making their progress go any faster. Ren needed her to get inside fast, before someone saw them. Even if they were in an underground parking garage he couldn't risk someone taking a picture of Kyoko like this.

Electing for efficiency rather than decorum, Ren scooped Kyoko up into his arms and made his way to the elevator.

"Ren?" Kyoko's bubbly voice giggled as she wrapped her arms around his neck. They were nearly home now, and seemingly out of danger, so Ren began to enjoy the situation.

"Yes, Princess?" He answered with a chuckle of his own. They had made it to his apartment and he was walking her into the guest room that she had come to frequent the last few weeks. He placed her down on the bed, but her arms didn't let go of his neck.

"Kyoko?" Ren asked worriedly. Is she feeling sick? He moved down to his knees so that her arms could stay around him but he had a better view of her face. It didn't look like she was going to be sick, but it did look like she was struggling with something.

Moving his own hands to cradle her face, Kyoko finally looked at him. "Ren?" She started, but stopped when her face became impossibly more red.

"What is it, honey? You know you can tell me anything." He was growing increasingly anxious. What could be so hard for her to say?

"I… I lo…ve you." Kyoko forced out in an inaudible whisper, eyes squeezed shut.

"What? I'm sorry, Kyoko, I didn't hear you." Ren had an idea of what she had said, but he wanted to hear it from her own lips. They had confessed they loved each other when they started dating, but Ren hadn't heard her say the four letter word since then.

"I LOVE YOU, YOU BIG MEANIE!" Kyoko shouted, eyes now huge golden orbs glistening with a new stream of tears. She unlatched her arms and pounded his shoulders as she called him names, but Ren didn't care. He had always been worried that Kyoko had only said love instead of like because she was following his lead during the confession. Hearing that she actually loved him as well made Ren's reservations fade away.

Ren encased Kyoko in a strong embarrass before leaning down to give her a chaste kiss and then bury his face in the crook of her neck. "I love you too, Kyoko. More than you will ever know."

The couple sat in bliss as they both calmed down, Kyoko from her drunken outburst, and Ren from his mounting excitement. If she loved him, he could afford to be more honest.

"Kyoko?" Ren leaned back, searching for the warm pools of honey he loved. He found them and a content little smile looking up at him. "Kyoko, could you sleep with me in my bed?' Ren saw her eyes grow at his question, and he quickly became flustered. "I don't mean anything dirty by it, honestly. I just want to hold you in my arms tonight. I swear I won't do anything else until you're ready."

Kyoko's mind was clouded by her drunken state, so she took a second to register what Ren was asking her, but when she did a new wave of giggles erupted from her mouth. The innocent way her Prince was becoming flustered over such a thing, which was a big step for sure but far from being something naughty, made her feel secure and safe. She believed he wouldn't rush her into doing anything she didn't want to and, honestly, she had desires of her own.

"Let me get changed."