Skip beat Fanfic
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Subject: What If… Kyoko had been cleverer the whole time? What if she was very calculating, but didn't show it because she was so utterly devoted to sho? Would Revenge have been different?... We'll see.
Chapter 1 –a different Kyoko. Kyoko POV
She just told the receptionist that she wanted to be a celebrity! Why did't that stupid receptionist understand?
This person-Mr. Sawara (according to the receptionist), was clearly a man in power. She suddenly became very wary.
"Hmm. So you want to become a Celebrity."
Kyoko stared at the man(smiling, of course, so he would like her), after she had answered with a bright and cheery "Yes!" of total confidence—the kind these professional people like to hear. Was this man stupid? She had just said loud and clear that she wanted to be a celebrity. Why was he asking again?
"You're a lively one. That's good." He said, already smiling. Kyoko was silently rejoicing. Of course she was lively, like she would let the man-the decider of her fate-see anything but lively!
"Which section of our Agency would you like to join?" The man said, still smiling. Section? Kyoko gave him a curious look. What was that?
"A singer?" Ohhh. Kyoko's lightbulb clicked. section was the kind of celebrity. Beating Shotaro in singing would be satisfying, but unfortunately, Kyoko sighed inwardly, her singing was terrible, well, just not good enough to beat Shotaro. Keeping the smile on, she replied.
"I prefer listening to it." though not Shotaro's. The man didn't seem ruffled and went on.
"An actress?" Actress. Hm. she might be good at it, but she had actually never tried… Kyoko wondered if they would take a maybe. She had better be careful, don't play this up too large. Probably not, these pro's go all the way. To become successful, she have to go all the way as well. So with a well thought look(but of course the smile is still on), she gave her answer.
"I have had no previous interest in acting, though I'd like to try it. Is there a third category?"She smiled sweetly while giving a distinctly desperate look. Kyoko's look was highly calculated. She should look slightly desperate, so he would smile and try to reassure her, all the while unconsciously noting her strong will and determination. These people were such gullible fools—just like she had been.
"Of course, sweetie, don't worry so much!" The man said with a reassuring smile. "There's Talent, too!"
Talent? Hmm. She had many various talents, she knew, though most geared to the service industry-thanks to Shotaro's PARENTS. Since this seemed to be the last category, all the pims and jams mixed to one broad group- of course she would take it. She made herself start beaming with a look of inward pride. So they went all the way? Well-so did she!
"I think I may have a few interesting talents." She quietly replied, with a careful look of barely concealed pride. Hmm. She didn't want the man to think that she was full of herself. That would not be good, and would make him all the more likely NOT to make her a star.
He was finally looking at her with true interest-not the half polite, half I'd-rather-be-somewhere-else look he had giving her until then. "Well, what kind?" he asked. What should she say? Oh, she would give him a little mystery, as well as another healthy dose of confidence.
"If you give me a chance at stardom, you'll see. I guarantee that you'll enjoy it!" She answered, shyly smiling. She turned up the shyness just a notch up so the request she had made wouldn't seem too braggish, and too self confident. She knew that too much of anything was a bad thing. She wondered why she had been so devoted to that bastard Shotaro for so long.
"I'm afraid that you'll have to tell me what it is you're so good at, or else I won't be able to submit you." The man-Mr. Sawara- said, with a sad look on his face. Kyoko thought about it. Then she decided to maybe take a small chance, and hope for the best.
"well, if I tell you, then you won't be as happy when I perform it for the first time!" This time, she had decided to go with almost crying. A smiling, almost crying look was a girl's secret weapon. Those always made her look so desperate and determined. Men always reacted differently when girls like her cried, even if was just Dumb Shotaro looking dopey. Unfortunately, the reactions were always unpredictable.
The man looked down and sighed. "if you can't tell me what it is you want to become a star for, then what can I do for you? You probably just want to become closer to Ren Tsuruga. So please leave." Kyoko could have kicked herself, she had been so STUPID. She sighed. If that was the way he was going to play like that, then she would MAKE him obey her. No point in kissing up anymore. She let the mask that was her face, the almost crying, smiling one fall. Almost instantly, her aura, one of shining sincerity and hope before, faded into something cold and hard. Something that was the REAL her. Her face became passive, cold and indifferent, as she summoned up her spirits, prepared for the worst.