Author's note: Here we go, a one-shot that turned out a 3-shots! You have to forgive me for not writing a chapter of my 10DaysBonus Ticket and write this instead... its because the story behind was too funny and interesting and my mind went on her own and kept imagining "What if..what if..." so, this is how a one shot became a 3 shots. If you want to know the true story behind this fic... well, I'll tell you later! ^^ Hope you enjoy it! ^^

Disclaimer: I don't own Skip Beat and of course I don't own the Antel-G (if this is the real name). But I do own a medical engineer sister... XD

Dedication: to Flootsnoot, who is waiting for another story...sorry, don't kill me! I'll try to write the other one soon! .

Note: thoughts

Speaking English

The Anti-gravity machine

Chapter 1: Audition & Foreign Language

"Sawara-san, are you sure?" Kyoko asked in a really worried tone

"Yes. Why don't you try? It's a good opportunity"

"I don't know if my image fit the product..." she was still doubtful

"Even the President agreed. You should try. It doesn't mean they will choose you, it's just an audition"

But it's a modeling job! she thought. Still, the President agreed. And she knew already what Tsuruga-san would say to her about experience and such.

Thinking of him, she smiled determinated "I'll do it!"

Sawara smiled at her. He knew she would success. She fulfilled all the requests for this special job, after all. They asked a beautiful girl (after Box'R nobody could deny she wasn't a real beauty), athletic (he was still shivering at some stunt she pulled out on her bike), determinated (didn't he know that too well for his own mental sake, did he?), with a disposition of traveling around Japan and that won't swoon at the presence of the male model they already chose. It was the last request that convinced him she would pass. He was sure.

It is a really interesting project. I'm glad I accepted

The modeling world didn't seem to give to Ren many challenges, until now. He was always happy when he was asked for something different than clothes.

This one in particular was for a high tech machine with several application in medicine and sport. It was a special tapis roulant with a gravity control system, which permitted to load less weight on the legs and waist when these were injured. It was produced by an Italian group of young medical engineers, who were promoting its use around the world.

The models job was really important, because they were the ones who would show the machine application on the human body and if they failed in something, the doctors and sport society would find faults in the product and would never approve it.

Thus, the models had to train themselves to be able to use the anti-gravity tapis roulant. It was challenging to run in a natural manner without gravity.

He knew there would be a female partner and he was asked if he suggest someone. He thought of her, but didn't say her name. He didn't want people to talk bad of her, for having connection with him. Instead he suggested an audition that would require specific abilities, then he casually told Sawara-san about it and the dice was cast.

His presence was required at the audition and he would enjoy immensely his part in it.

To test the girls resolution, he had to sit in the waiting room in silence, reading a script. He would politely greet everyone, but he wouldn't talk to them.

Even if his name wasn't out, the project itself was big, so the day of the audition a hundred of girls were waiting outside the studio. All of them, professional models or amateur, thought they would fulfill the requests, although for many of them "athletic" meant a walk for five minutes and doing the staircase instead of taking the elevator.

Just a hour after the start of the audition, the number was cut to ten.

Kyoko first round went well. She met Ren in the waiting room, he politely greeted her and she answered with the usual formal and perfect bow. Seeing he was studying a script, she decided not to disturb him. After five minutes she was still waiting patiently, her hands folded on her lap, not once she glanced to Ren's direction. The assistant came in and congratulated her to have passed the first round. Ren smiled at her surprised reaction.

In the second round five of the models were dropped off, because they couldn't handle a thirty minutes running on a tapis roulant.

In the last round only Kyoko remained. The test consisted in a reaction to anti-gravity, with a demonstration of grace at the sudden absence of gravity. For that purpose it was modified a room, in which the engineers installed an anti-gravity system.

It wasn't easy and, when the models started floating in the air, a lot of screams filled the room. There was who moved like a frog, who was upside down, who kept rolling. Only one girl could walk in the air like it was natural for her. As soon as they told her she would fly as a fairy, Kyoko mind stopped working in the right way (of course they didn't said 'fairy', but it was still Kyoko they were speaking with). In her mind she was at a fairy party and her fairy friends were helping her to learn how to fly.

Ren tried to stop the laughs when she explained, then he bowed his head "I'm sorry, Mogami-san, I had to ignore everyone, it was part of the audition"

She was surprised "Why are you apologizing, Tsuruga-san? I thought you were here for an important work, of course you have to ignore me! It's not like I'm important or anything..." she was interrupted by his sad and resigned expression "Do you think I would not ask at last how are you, if I met you casually?" he sighed "I never ignored you, Mogami-san"

Her eyes went wide as realization hit her. He never ignored her, not even when he was angry or annoyed and she preferred to be ignored. From their first encounter he ever consider. Ever.

Not like some baka, who was annoyed even to talk to her and did it only if strictly necessary when he was in their rented room...

Her grudge started to rise at the thought, when her inner voice stopped them from completely coming out 'But Tsuruga-san was and is always so considerate and kind towards me...almost as if I'm important...' she froze, horrified. She didn't really think she was special, did she...?

Ren's voice took her out of her own world "By the way, I'm glad we will work together for this interesting project. Please, take care of me".

"What? We will working together for this company?"

"Yes. It will be hard, so we will need to train, Mogami-san. But I'm sure with you as a partner, everything will go smoothly and well" devastating smile.

She started babbling, not knowing if because of the surprise or the smile "Tr..train... together?"

Before he could explain, a young foreign man in a suit and Yashiro entered in the room.

His hair were dark blond and short and he had blue eyes, half hidden by thin glasses. His features were European and quite pleasant, his high was average.

He spoke in English "Hello. My name is Angelo Bianchi, I'm the medical engineer responsible of the whole project. Nice to meet you, Mr. Tsuruga and Miss. Mogami" he extended his hand.

Ren and Kyoko shook his hand then said "Nice to meet you" in synchrony, their English flawless. Their eyes met surprised. Yashiro hide a smirk.

Mr. Bianchi laughed " It seems our choice was correct, seeing your good chemistry. That's great!" he clapped his hand " I hope you don't mind speaking in English during our collaboration. Do you know what will be your job?" he asked in a more serious manner.

Ren nodded, but Kyoko shook her head. She was already more than surprised about the foreign guy, but when he explained in details, she had difficulty at closing her mouth wide open.

Mr. Bianchi explained all the application of the Antel-G (the name of the anti-gravity tapis roulant) and why it was so important for the model to be able to run in a natural manner on it, or else the product itself would leave a bad impression .

To achieve that, they would train for a month before they could shoot a little promotional video.

"Your work as the models for the Antel-G won't end there, though. We have planned several conferences around the country, where you two will give a live demonstration. Do you have any question?"

" Yes. How long will be the project?" Yashiro asked, his English with an accent, but understandable.

" It will last for three months, included the one needed for the training "

Another man entered the room and started talking with Mr. Bianchi in a musical and foreign language.

Kyoko was in awe. Bianchi Angelo-san had a really strange name, but it didn't seem English, even if he spoke it perfectly. Seeing her surprise, Ren explained "They are from an Italian team of medical engineers" Kyoko watched in wonder the guys in front of her, she knew Italy was an European country, but she didn't know much about the country itself.

Mr. Bianchi invited them for a business lunch (he explained in his country it was the "usual procedure" to talk about business while eating) and Kyoko started asking him about Italy and his work, so mr. Bianchi became even more informal, while Ren was becoming even more annoyed and Yashiro was smirking even more, enjoying his displeasure (that in his opinion could only led to further progress between him and Kyoko).

When they arrived at the sushi restaurant, Angelo sighed "I'll never be able to adjust to Japanese food" Kyoko asked why.

Angelo was shocked "You're telling me you have never eaten Italian food?"

Sensing how dangerous invitation could follow that conversation, Ren intruded " I have. It's delicious, indeed"

Kyoko head snapped towards Ren "Seriously, Tsuruga-san?" even in English, her tone sounded suspicious, like she was hiding her real thoughts. Ren didn't give credit to that tone. Too bad for him. He would regret later.

"Yes, seriously" he answered, sincere.

" Bianchi-san, do you know how to cook?"

"Bianchi-san? Is this how you call people here?" he was amused and incredulous "Of course I know how to cook. I have to learn when I lived alone as a college student"

"Could you teach me, please?" come the unexpected request.

Everyone was surprise. Kyoko wasn't the type to ask a stranger something like that. Angelo asked "Of course, it will be a pleasure. But I'm curious, why, if you have never sample Italian food till now, do you want to learn how to cook it?"

They were even more surprised at seeing her blushing "Because new experiences are always good, right? I'll never know if I will asked to act an Italian chef , in the future..."

Even Yashiro could see through her lie. Ren, at first annoyed by her request to Mr. Bianchi, paused at her blush (she was so damn cute when blushing...) and asked after a moment "Mogami-san, is your curiosity, by any chance, caused by my early answer?"

She blushed harder, but she answered determinated " If it is something you are so eager to eat, of course I'll learn how to cook it " she didn't notice she sounded much more as a little loving wife than a worried-for-the-health-of her-sempai junior.

Ren's dazzling smile startled both Kyoko and Angelo.

"I'd like to help, then. Would you mind to use my kitchen, mr. Bianchi?"

"I can't impose on you..." Kyoko babbled in Japanese

"I insist" Ren answer was firm, his smile half scary, half blinding "Mr. Bianchi, would you mind?"

"Not at all" Angelo smiled, a mischievous light in his eyes.

Just a lunch with the two of them and he guessed their relationship. He couldn't help but think they were perfect for each other. But these Japanese seemed too reticent. He smirked.

He would be glad to "spread" a little of the Italian style in them.

For once he could live the expectation of his name, "Angel", as the God of the Love, Cupid.

Yashiro didn't speak much, but he understood he had an accomplice now.

They finished their lunch and went back to the studio. Ren offered a lift to Kyoko and, with his gentleman smile plastered on his face, she couldn't refuse him.

Why did he always turn scary when she declined to do something that, in her opinion, would bother him? It wasn't like he had time to ride her or any other kohuai.

Wait... Have I ever seen him give a lift to Moko-san or Chiori-san?

She shook energetically her head. Even if he didn't ride back any other kohuai apart her, that didn't mean she was special...

Why the word "special" is again in my mind?

She had to film Box'R, so she pushed all those absurd thoughts aside and let Natsu took over. But they haunted her back as soon as she finished and was heading at home.

Those annoying thoughts kept pestering her through all her usual going-to-bed routine. She wasn't able to shake them out of her mind when she was laying on the bed, either.

Stupid me, stop this silly rambling right now! she screamed at herself, but that didn't work, either.

It was like an invisible switch was turned on and, being invisible, she couldn't see where it was and couldn't turn it off anymore.

Finally she feel in a very agitated sleep, dreaming of a foreign country fairy, who scolded her because she was trying to close again a big door. The fairy said it was too late and she should just surrender and be happy.

The fairy was right, but Kyoko didn't know yet. She would discover it later.

Side note: Yes, maybe it's highly improbable that Kyoko could maintain an English conversation like that. But she did talk in perfect English with Kuu, he didn't even recognize the Japanase accent, so why should I doubt the judgment of an Hollywood star? XD

Now, the moment to reveal the real story behind this fanfiction... it's not here, yet! XD

But you should know that the Antel-G (still not knowing if the name is correct) really exists and it was really invented by an Italian team of medical engineers... so, did you guess the real fact? XD

And I bet you have guessed my nationality, too. So, sorry if my English in not perfect or strange or whatever, especially for all of you who noticed and reviewed it in my The 10daysBonus Ticket story... by the way, I'm currently working on that story, as well as the second chapter of this fic. I hope I'll be able to post soon everything (Sorry, Flootsnoot! . )

Thank you for reading this story! See you soon! ^^