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Chapter Two – The New President

"Daddy" Isabella smiled as she saw her father staring around the house. This was all new to him and he didn't know how to describe the fact that one moment he was in a plane plummeting towards an uncharted mountain range and the next he was being driven by a tribal looking woman and dropped off at this address with his wallet and phone and the bag he had packed.

He didn't know what had happened or why. Things like this didn't really happen. Six years couldn't just fly by in the literal blink of an eye. He looked towards his daughter. She was energetic, creative, friendly, beautiful, intelligent, and a lot of other things that he knew Kyoko was responsible for. He was mostly responsible for giving her the genes for her hair and eye color. Kyoko had really been the one who had raised her.

"Here," Kyoko smiled as she handed him a small bowl of soup. She placed the bowl down on a saucer and sat down opposite him, she couldn't keep herself from studying him. "I think I have a few pieces of your clothes," she said. It was a lie, she had two boxes of his clothes because of the nostalgia. Of course, one box was reserved for the suit, shirt, and tie combination he had worn on the day that the two of them had been married and she had also put her wedding dress in there.

Another box was filled with things that she couldn't bear to part with. The pair of pants he wore when he proposed to her. The suit jacket that he had had on when he had told her that he loved her. Various pieces like that. She had kept them because of their relation to certain events between the two of them. She couldn't bear to part with all of it.

"I have a few other boxes of things that I've kept as well, gifts I gave to you, things that I remember were important to you, all of the different scripts you had," she said as she watched him take a small sip of the soup. He looked so nervous and frightened and she wasn't sure what she should do. People didn't usually come back from the dead with working lungs and a pulse you could feel.

"Thank you," he nodded stiffly as he tried to get comfortable. "Are you still acting?" he asked as Isabella ran to join them.

"Mommy's the greatest actress in Japan," she grinned as she sat next to her father. "She's won a lot of awards," she said proudly as Kyoko bowed her head and nodded.

"That's good," Kuon said as he took another sip of the soup. "I'm really glad that my death didn't cause you to reject the career," he said with a weak smile in which Kyoko could tell his relief. "I feel like I should spend the next two weeks just watching your work," he said and Kyoko looked down.

"Kuon, you don't need to do that. Yes, I've added a lot to my resume and now I get a lot of choices of what to do next, but you don't need to do everything at once," she heard her phone buzz and sighed. She didn't want to answer it just yet. She knew what it was concerning and she didn't want to throw too much at Kuon all at once.

The phone buzzed again causing Kuon to look around for it and pay more attention to Kyoko's needs than his own. Kyoko stood and walked over to the coffee table to see that it was what she predicted. It was a text from work telling her that she needed to meet with the director to go over a script change.

"I swear, if they keep doing this I'll have to drop the role," she said under her breath before looking back at Kuon who was staring up at her with such innocence in his eyes. "Corn," she said as she knelt before him, "Sweetheart," she took his hand again. "I really have to go and meet with someone. Is there anywhere that you'd want to go? Do you want to stay here with Isabella?" she asked as Kuon's eyes widened a little more.

"Uh, I…" he looked away, "I think maybe I should go talk to the president."

Kyoko delivered an awkward sigh after she said that and she saw Kuon's eyes zone into her face.

"Is something wrong?" he asked her and Kyoko moved weakly. She looked at her daughter and placed a finger to her lips indicating that the information needed to be kept private.

"Well, Lory's retired," she told him as he blinked in surprise. "He's okay but a few years ago he ran into some health issues. They still ask him for his advice or input now and again and the Takarada family is still getting the money, but…"

"Then Maria took over? His son?" Kuon asked as Kyoko shook her head.

"Maria is in college right now. She actually went into a surprising field which she really enjoys. As for Lory's son, he didn't feel he fit into that position so they went with a personal connection. I'm sure that if you meet with him, he'll be able to get you into acting again. He's always been a fan of your work," Kyoko said before winking to Isabella and putting a finger to her lips again.

"That means that we can't tell you, Daddy" Isabella tried to explain, "because that man would want to see you himself in person." She saw Kuon blink in confusion before he paused.

"There wouldn't be something hooded in that box would there?" he asked and Kyoko shook her head.

"Not in the box, but there's a hoody that I have. It still smells like your cologne," she told him as he blinked. Kyoko stood up and leaned over, she placed a kiss on his cheek before whispering, "I'll be right back, okay?" she saw his nervous nod and went to her bedroom…their bedroom. Once she had picked it up, she brought it to him. "I'm just going to let him know that you're coming or that I'm bringing someone over who is interested in acting," Kyoko said before looking at Isabella. "I'll also see if Maria can look after you," she told her daughter before exiting the room.

Kuon looked down, getting the jacket on so that his identity wouldn't be in question and looked down. He smiled at Isabella who was watching him.

"Daddy, can you play with me?" she asked and Kuon nodded.

"Sure, what game did you want to play?" he asked and Isabella giggled before pulling out her Barbie dolls. She handed one to him and Kuon nodded.

When Kyoko entered the room, she smiled at how her husband and daughter were connecting by playing Barbies. She felt mournful about all of the things that Kuon had missed out on. Maybe they should consider having a second child.

"Well, we're all set," Kyoko smiled. "I'll drop you off with Maria first and then when we come and collect you, maybe you," she looked at Kuon, "can meet with Lory again."

Kuon nodded nervously before watching Isabella dash off to get her shoes and jacket on. He followed nervously as Kyoko watched him. They would all have a lot of adjusting to do.

…..

…..

Kuon sat just outside the president's office as Kyoko had a conversation with him. Fortunately, the hooded jacket plus the fact that he was deceased had allowed for him to step inside the agency without anyone knowing his true identity. He didn't know who the new president was but apparently they had met. That was a relief but once he knew who it was then he might know whether he could get back into acting or not. He looked towards the door nervously.

"Kyoko," Kuu Hizuri said as he looked at the twenty-eight-year-old with a weak smile. "You know that as my daughter, I want to give you everything I can, but when Lory put me in charge, he told me that I can't let nepotism sway me."

"I'm just asking you to meet with him," Kyoko said trying to be as vague as possible on the identity of this actor, "He's extremely talented and I don't think you want to wait for him to audition especially with some of the work he's already done."

"Are you dating him?" Kuu asked as Kyoko gave him a serious look and Kuu put his hands up in defense, "It's a serious question. If this is someone that you met on set then I'm not going to stand in your way and I'm not going to use my prejudice to block him, but there is a process for this."

Kyoko looked at him sternly, "How many times do I have to explain to you that I would rather be celibate than with anyone other than your son?" Kyoko attempted to argue.

"And how many times do you have to make me tell you that Kuon is dead?" Kuu asked. "I have to tell myself that every single morning. I have to remind myself that I lost out on the chance to really get to know my little boy. I'm his father so imagine how hard it is to keep repeating those words," Kuu struggled and Kyoko could already see the tears in his eyes.

"Father, if you don't meet with him then you're going to regret it," she said as Kuu saw how serious she was and nodded.

"Fine," he sighed. "However, if my answer is that he has to audition then you have to accept that," he told her and Kyoko smiled.

"I trust that after you know who he is, you'll welcome him into the agency with open arms. If I'm wrong then you can choose the next role that I play," she said as Kuu sighed and placed two fingers on his forehead.

"I said fine, send him in," Kuu said as Kyoko stepped out into the hallway.

"You can come in now, the president has agreed to meet with you," she smiled as Kuon looked to her with a grateful smile. So, she had really had to go to bat for him with this guy. He really hoped that he could get in but if he was made to audition then he'd work for the chance to get in.

As Kuon entered the office, his eyes caught onto his much older and bearded father who just looked exhausted by the world.

"So, you're this amazing actor that my daughter keeps talking about?" Kuu said. "So, what's your name?"

Kuon stood there frozen before he lowered the hood of his jacket and Kuu turned pale as he just stared at the man before him. No. Way. "Ku-Kuon Hizuri," he said as he looked back at Kyoko and reached for her hand. She smiled at him, gesturing for him to move forwards and reconnect with his father.

"Kuon?" Kuu said as he stood up. This couldn't be happening. His son was dead. Was he hallucinating this? Was the stress of being the president over such a huge agency causing him to slip into insanity? "H-H-How?" he asked and Kuon shook his head not knowing how to answer that.

"I don't…know. I don't know where the last six-years are," he said as he saw his father approach him. "I…" he turned to Kyoko again who was smiling and as he looked back at Kuu, his dad reached out to take his chin in his hand. "So, you're president of LME?" he asked weakly as Kuu studied him, turning his face to really examine him as a few tears slid down his cheeks.

"Yes," Kuu nodded as he took a step back and tried to focus on what had happened. This was unreal. His son didn't look any younger or any older than when he had died and they had never found the body even after all of those years. "Please answer me this, when I took my son to Japan for the first time, where was the first place I took him to eat and what were his feelings on that?" Kuu asked trying to make sure that he was actually talking to his son. He didn't know what was going on but he wanted to make sure that this was his little boy.

"It was a Moz Burger," Kuon told him, "and I kept telling you that we should have gone to McDonald's because the food was better even if it was in Japan."

Kuon felt a sense of shock as Kuu gave him the biggest bear hug possible.

"We were so certain that we lost you," he said as he pressed Kuon's head down so he could hold him closer. "I'm so happy to see you, Kuon," he said as Kuon could hear weak sobs from him. He finally had his deceased son in his arms again. "Can you sit down? I'd like to talk if that's okay."

"I need to meet with the director anyway," Kyoko smiled as she looked at her husband. "Is that okay?"

"Y-Yes," Kuon said as he took a seat and looked down nervously. Kyoko kissed him again before looking back at Kuu and smiled.

"I love you, I'll see you after your discussion," she promised Kuon. "Bye, Father, go easy on him" she said before leaving.

Kuon continued to stare at the floor as Kuu watched him silently, unsure whether to make the first step or not. Maybe they could reach the answers together but it was as if his prayers had been answered. His child had returned.

End of Chapter Two

AN2: Thank you to everyone who has read and supported this story so far (even though it is brand new). Thank you to the reviewers of Chapter One: Ashenvale, brennakai, RichkeyZero