It was her first movie co-staring with Ren. She was ever growing and absolutely loved by all. But of course she was still completely oblivious as to the person who loved her the most.
Stolen glances and shy smiles were constant between the two stars, both on and off set.
Everyone couldn't help but notice the helpless love Ren's eyes shone every time Kyoko would shyly look at her feet with a slight blush dusting her cheeks, or the soft touches when they conversed.
They had just wrapped up their last on location scene, which also happened to be their last scene for the movie, and many cheers and thank yous were going around.
Ren changed back into his regular clothes and was coming out of his dressing room when he heard it.
There was a loud screech as a car suddenly came speeding around the corner.
"OH NO! THERE'S A KID IN THE ROAD!" Someone screamed.
"LOOK OUT!"
It all happened so fast. Kyoko instantly leaped to action not giving it a second thought.
More screams were heard as Kyoko pushed the child out of the way.
Ren's entire world froze as he watched her fragile body fly through the air landing with a loud thud.
"SOMEONE CALL AN AMBULANCE!" Came panicked voices.
A loud buzzing sound coming from Ren's head blocked out all noises as he desperately raced over to the motionless figure.
Everything moved in slow motion as he pushed through the crowd to get to her side.
Everyone stood back speechless as they watch the frantic man who seemed nothing like the Tsugura Ren they knew kneel beside his beloved.
Blood seeped everywhere.
"Kyoko." Ren whispered in a shaky voice, terrified as flashbacks assaulted his mind.
Kyoko, who was just barely breathing, slowly turned her head towards the man she loved but was too scared to tell.
"N-no Kyoko, don't move. It's okay. It's okay, help will be here soon. Just don't move."
"It's okay, everything is going to be okay." Ren, now Kuon, kept repeating as he gently moved her blood matted hair away from her face, and yelled for something to stop the bleeding.
Kyoko slightly opened her mouth to say something but was cut off by violent coughs.
"Shhhhh. It's okay. Just breathe"
"Everything's going to be okay."
"Just be still"
"It's okay."
Kuon continued to talk to her, his voice getting shakier with every word.
Tears began to form in Kyoko's eyes as she gently reached up and touched Kuon's cheek.
A small smile formed on her lips, as her eyes conveyed what they were never able to say to each other with words.
She was the most beautiful thing Kuon had ever seen and tears pooled in his eyes as the fleeting moment slipped through his fingers and her hand slowly went limp.
"No Kyoko..." He choked out as her eyes gently closed and the rising and falling of her chest ceased.
"NO!" He began shouting
"NO! You can't leave me!" He shouted even louder as he frantically began performing CPR.
"I need you! You can't leave me!"
"Please, you just need open your eyes!"
"Please!"
His words were filled with fear and pain. Not even for a second did he stop the chest compressions.
Everyone stood frozen in shock. Tears were in their eyes as they just watched in devastation, heartbroken.
No one dared to try and stop Kuon until the ambulance arrived, and even then it was reluctantly done.
"Ren," Yashiro said with strain in his voice as he stepped forward. "You need to-"
"NO!" Kuon shouted, cutting him off. "Come on sweetheart. Please open your eyes. Don't leave me." He spoke, even more desperate.
"I love you so much, you can't leave me." His voice broke.
It took five men to get Kuon away from Kyoko's body, and it was only thanks to the sedative one of them injected in his arm that they were finally able to do so.
Kuon sat on the floor of his apartment living room completely motionless.
Empty alcohol bottles were scattered around him.
It was 10PM on a Wednesday, the time and night they had designated for going over their scripts together for the past two months. This was of course just an excuse to see each other.
As the minutes ticked by, over an hour passed of Kuon just staring at the door. He begged with all his heart, willing to give his soul, for a beautiful, honey eyed women to suddenly burst in blushing and stuttering her apologies over being so late.
Another hour passed.
Kuon couldn't even begin to describe the intense, crippling pain he was feeling. It was like someone ripped out his heart and replaced it with a searing ball of lead.
The ache was so unbearable he could barely breathe.
He slowly closed his eyes, something he hadn't done in a while, and leaned his head back against the arm of his couch.
Her beautiful face was all he could see. Her angelic smile. Her molten gold, fiery eyes.
His body began to tremble.
The glass of scotch he was holding fell to the ground, shattering.
He rested his forehead on his knee as hot tears fell.
"Kyoko..." He breathed with all his longing and pain.