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Spoiler Warning for chapter 139.

Valentine's Target: Unfinished Conversations

Mimori stared down at her chocolates with clouded eyes.

"Mimori-chan hurry up. We need to be going now. The director is waiting for us."

The manager stated impatiently once again. These two just don't understand my feelings!

"Pochi, you don't want to get in trouble with the studio. Just hurry up and give me the chocolate so you can go…"

He was rushing her again. Out of the corner of her eye she glared weakly at the chocolates. Why am I not special to him? An audible sigh filled the room. He had leaned back in his seat sighing. Didn't he understand that her gift of chocolates showed her devotion and feelings for him? Maybe he did, maybe he didn't care, maybe he was waiting for someone else's chocolates. Images flashed through her mind of a falling star stricken Sho and a crying angel. Familiar bickering between a bright pink demoness and an agitated Sho. The rumors between the managers surrounding his recent songs.

"Would you put her chocolates off to the side?"

Mimori murmured darkly under her breath.

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Sho looked up sharply. He didn't understand why she'd gone perky to morose. After all, he had said he would take her chocolates. She should be ecstatic about that. But what was she mumbling about? It was vaguely reminding him of… Reaching out he held her chin on his palm, slowly raising it so that she would meet his eyes. Great, she was tearing up. "What did you say Pochi? I couldn't hear you."

He asked in his husky voice, as her lower lip jutted out and her eyes drew together to glower a pouting gaze at him.

"Hmm?"

"I asked if you were waiting for her to give you chocolates."

Regarding her confusedly for half a minute he finally figured out who 'her' was. Kyoko. Pochi thought he was waiting for a gift from her. Gently, he let go of her chin, shaking his head.

"How many times must I tell you that that 'girl' and I are enemies? Even if she gave me chocolates I wouldn't eat them for fear of poisoning. Though it might be funny to watch her grovel to me…"

Glancing back at Pochi, he saw the suspicion in her eyes slowly fade away, as her posture brightened considerably. Holding out his hand, he continued,

"So will Pochi give me her chocolate now? I'll make sure to eat it on Valentine's Day just for her."

Round doe-like eyes stared at him in admiration. Behind Pochi he could see her manager grimace in distaste. Smiling adoringly, Pochi rushed to put the chocolates in his hands, quickly removing her hands from his while blushing. He grinned back.

"Now you had better go with your manager to the studio, or they might forbid you from seeing me again. "

Horror rushed across her face, as she turned to run to the door, loudly telling him,

"Bye. Thank you for accepting my chocolates, Mimori made them extra sweet for Sho-chan."

Giggling she exited the door, her manager mouthing her thanks to Sho. When the door finally clicked shut, Sho dropped the box into the garbage bin next to the desk. He despised sweet stuff, but Pochi had great breasts so he could tolerate her puppy love. If it weren't for girls like her, he might not have fans at all. Girls were so easy to handle. Pochi did bring up a good point though.

Opening his desk he took out a CD case with the cover for his 'Prisoner' PV. On it was the image of a crying angel and a falling demon. It had been over five months since he had last seen her, he barely managed to ensure she still hated him enough so she wouldn't see the threat to his hold over her standing right beside her. For the first time, he had felt truly threatened of losing her to someone. Had realized he cared about that. Ever since he had been struggling improve his music, so he would stay at the top of the music industry. Just two months ago he'd released a new single….for her. At the time, he'd entertained himself with thoughts of how she would react if she realized the song was made for her. He had had to stop himself from sending her a note with that message.

Now, he was plagued with impish cheeky images of Kyoko giving chocolates to him. Shyly approaching him and holding out an ornately styled box full of mouthwatering treats, blushing a deep magenta as he accepted with that false smile of his, looking over her shoulder at Sho smugly saying 'I win again'. Rrrrippppp. Two sheets of paper crumpled in his hand, having been ripped out of the book by his clenched hand. He put it to the side. Had Sho stayed away to long? Was it suffice enough for her to just watch as he stayed at the top, or should he be there to add insult to injury?

Standing up, he reached over and grabbed his leather jacket. As he was putting it on he glanced over at the piles of chocolates from fans and workers alike, unconsciously snubbing his nose at them. Turning he opened the door and walked out heading towards the staircase in lieu of the elevator so Shoko wouldn't notice he had disappeared. If he left now he would have enough time to get to LME to sweet talk Kyoko's schedule out of the receptionists, returning here just in time before Shoko called the President's hounds on him. After all, if he couldn't enjoy the delectable array of chocolate covered wasabi peas, there was no way he was going to let someone who wouldn't even be able to truly appreciate them have them.

Oneshot only.

Sorry for the different formatting, hope it wasn't too much trouble.

Randomly inspired to finish the scene from chapter 139.

No this was not a MimorixSho fic even if it seemed to be going that way earlier in the chapter. He was just being nice to her so he could get rid of her. No he doesn't plan to eat the chocolate because he doesn't like sweet things, even if chocolate isn't really sweet. Because of this Kyoko learned to make him a spicy type of chocolate that he would favor.

While I have never had chocolate wasabi peas, I have had spicy dark chocolate which is yum.

Thanks for Reading,

False Sourires