Tada! New story about Ren's little sister and Sho! Cute! No cat included yet, but may bring one in later. According to the Random Baby Name Generator, her name is Japanese in origin, but to me it seems American. So it's sort of a compromise and it goes with my catness.

Disclaimer: I don't own Skip Beat!

Ren was at the airport waiting for his little sister's plane to arrive before he had to be at his next drama shoot. It was aggravating that his parents where allowing her to come. She would probably just blow his cover story. He sighed. It had been almost five years since he had last seen her. He had missed so much of her life as she was growing up. He really needed to make it up to her, but why now? He was at the height of his career. Ren shook his head and looked at his watch again. Her plane was running a little late and he was getting worried. He had told everyone at work that she was his cousin, so no one would ask her too many questions about him. Yashiro was waiting down at the luggage carrier to get her stuff and put it in the car. (AN: I don't really know how airports work. Sorry!)

There she was, walking in his general direction, looking around for him. "Tora, over here!" He waved and she smiled and started towards him. She was nothing like what he remembered, but he knew that from the picture his parents had sent of her months ago to make sure he recognized her at the airport. Instead of the little girl he remembered, here was a full-grown woman. Her hair had darkened from it's childhood almost white blond to ash blond. Her eyes were still a blue that nearly matched his own. Now she was standing next to him, he could tell she was only a few inches shorter than him. "Hey, Onii-chan."

"H-hey," Ren stammered. He smiled awkwardly. He shrugged and started to lead her to the car, asking, "How was your flight?" "It was alright. Not too bad." "Oh," Ren replied, trying to come up with something else to ask. "How were you doing in school?" "Good. Biology and Algebra II were horrible, but I was doing ok. Do you know what I'll have to take here?" "Ah," Ren stammered, "No. Not really." She shrugged and kept walking next to him. He reached the car where Yashiro was waiting for them. "Oh, um, Tora, this is Yashiro. He's my friend and manager. Yashiro, this is Tora." Tora smiled at Yashiro and offered her hand, which Yashiro shook. Ren opened the door to the back of the car and Tora got in. Yashiro got in the front as Ren went around the car and got in the driver's seat.

The car was filled with an awkward silence, broken occasionally by Ren asking questions and Tora politely answering. That was until Ren decided to try to act the overprotective brother. "So, are you dating anyone?" "No." Ren looked at her in the rear view mirror. She was watching the passing cars, as if it was the most interesting pass-time in the world. "Really?" "Yeah." She was starting to get annoyed with the subject. "You know it's ok with me if you are." "Yeah," she replied angrily, "but I'm not." Yashiro picked up on the fact she didn't want to continue the discussion and tried to signal to Ren, but he kept going. "Seriously, when I was your age I had already had five girlfriends. It really is ok to talk to me about your relationship with your boyfriend." "I don't have a boyfriend. Never had one." She was now glaring at him in the rear view mirror.

Yashiro tried to disappear into his seat. He did not want to be in the car for this conversation. "You know," Tora said suddenly, "I know you need to get to some drama shoot or another, so how about you let me out here and I'll meet up with you later." "Do you have my cell phone number and address?" "Yeah," she said pulling a notebook out of her bag that was sitting next to her, "Cell number: 245-908-6274. Address: Starburst Apartments at 542 Spring Road, room number 389." "Good. You sure you'll be alright? Call me if you need me." "Yeah, I'm sure I'll be fine." Under her breath she said, "Better than I was in here, anyway." Ren pulled over and Tora got out taking the bag with her. She waved over her shoulder, not looking back.

Tora stopped in front of the first Starbucks she found. She didn't like coffee, but they usually had wireless Internet. (AN: I think.) She ordered a doughnut, sat down at a table, and pulled her laptop out of her bag. She smiled as she booted it up. She loved her laptop. It wasn't the newest or the fastest, but it was durable and ran. She logged on to the Internet after the computer was fully running. She went over to Google and searched 'Ren Anti-fan Chatrooms'. She read through the descriptions of the first few and clicked on one. She surfed around looking at what was being discussed and decided to join in.

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KittehPrincess (Tora): Hey. What's up?
RenHater1 (Random Dude 1): We're discussing how fake Ren's smile is.
Madboyfriend (Random Dude 2): Yeah, he totally has a fake smile. Especially when on talk shows when you can tell he's mad or something.
Rockstar (Sho): He isn't even that good at fake smiles.
KittehPrincess: I totally understand. Can you believe that he does that fake smile all the time?
Madboyfriend: Yeah, like it's painted on his face.
RenHater1: I still totally think he's an alien out to eat all the women in the world.
KittehPrincess: o.O
Rockstar: Yeah, he's always like that. RenHater1, no one cares about your world domination theory.
RenHater1: Just because you can't appreciate it doesn't mean it isn't true.
Madboyfriend: Dude. Just face it. It isn't happening.
RenHater1: It could happen.
KittehPrincess: I don't think so, dude. Sorry.
Rockstar: Yeah, man.
RenHater1: Oh, bother. Mom says I have to get off and come to supper now. Talk to you guys later.
Madboyfriend: Yeah, later dudes. Time for me to do my homework.
Rockstar: Hey, KittehPrincess, do you want to move this conversation to MSN?
KittehPrincess: Yeah, sure.

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Tora had spent the last two hours in the Starbucks talking on MSN to 'Rockstar'. She thought he was funny and really nice. He told her he really did dream of becoming the number one most desirable male in entertainment. She told him to go for it. He seemed more real to her than her brother and felt he should win over more fans. In turn, she had told him she had dreams to become a world famous artist and he had seemed supportive of her. They had talked until she really trusted and liked him. She was sad to have to say that she had to leave and promised to talk to him later.

Sho was siting in the recreation area of the office for hours on his laptop and his manager was getting worried. He normally was more professional about his work. He had been laughing and nodding at the screen off and on for the last hour and now he seemed sad. He closed what he had been on and sighed staring off into space. He had enjoyed talking to 'KittehPrincess'. She was nice, and like him had an interest in art. She would probably make a good artist. He sighed again. He wished he could meet her. She was really nice, but probably one of those crazy fans. Though what bothered him was, not once did he mention himself to her to see her reaction on the subject. He'd ask her later. For now, it was nice to think she might be his friend.

How is that for a first chapter? I don't know if American computers are compatible with Internet in Japan or Japanese in general. If this address, phone number or any of the user names are real, sorry, I didn't know or bother to check. Sorry if the online messages are hard to understand. Do you think Tora should have a cat?