Chapter Two
"HOLY SHIT!" Hiromune Koga exclaimed, staring at his phone in shock, startling everyone in the room, and irritating Director Morizumi. He glanced up at the roomful of people that were now staring at him. "Oh... Sorry." He said sheepishly and placed his phone back in his pocket.
Jouji Morizumi sighed out. "Koga-kun, I know that you're very connected with media and your fans, but could you please refrain from any more unnecessary outbursts during rehearsal?"
"Uh... Yeah, sorry about that. It won't happen again." He apologized once more and picked up his script.
Kyoko groaned inwardly. There was probably only one thing that made him do that, and she definitely did not wish to hear about it today. Things had been hard enough just seeing Ren when she'd left Lory's office, and they hadn't even exchanged words. Thank god for small favors. She sighed a quietly, but noticed that Koga-san was staring at her again. It was getting rather irritating. She wondered if there was any chance that she'd be able to slip by him, without him giving her crap about whatever he'd seen or read on the internet about Ren this time. She swore to herself not to let his very public personal life bother her anymore, but she still needed a little time to clear her mind. She supposed it was what she deserved for having those disgusting feelings for someone so public. She needed to just power through it and strengthen her mask.
Several practiced scenes, several hours, and several choreographed fights later, she was picking up her belongings and trying to avoid a giddy Hiromune Koga that looked like a small child on a candy-fueled high, on Christmas morning. She rolled her eyes as he fidgeted, barely able to contain himself before the others had left the room.
"Did you know? You're closer than anyone I know." He blurted out.
Kyoko sighed tiredly. "Did I know what, Koga-san?"
He grinned widely and thrust his phone in her face. "Did you know he was Kuon Hizuri?"
She grabbed the phone from him and pressed play, to watch the impromptu conference. She groaned inwardly at that dark look. That is not Ren-san... That seems more like Cain or... I suppose Kuon... Her eyes went wide at the stone. She lost her breath at the confession, and she was trembling by the time it had all finished. "Why would he do that? Doesn't he care what people will think?" She mumbled.
Koga misinterpreted her state. He chuckled. "I wonder who exactly the girl is, that he's willing to admit something like that. Someone that brought the Great Ren Tsuruga... or should I say Kuon Hizuri, to his knees like that? This is rich! I love it!" He teased, hoping to get a rise out of her. He always loved the reaction Tsuruga groupies had whenever they thought he was scooped up by some fame seeking, hack actress, looking for a quick way to the top. Kana-san was so completely obvious it was painful, that's why he avoided the ones on their way out.
He watched as her eyes watered a bit and to his surprise, blushed rather beautifully. He cocked his head in curiosity as she nibbled her lower lip. He was stunned to silence when she glanced up at him with the most beautiful bashful look, through those long, thick, dark lashes, that he'd ever been exposed to and swallowed thickly. Good lord... with that look, no wonder Tsuruga is in such a twist. She almost makes me want to commit a crime. Why didn't I see it before? He shook his head to rid himself of thoughts of wondering exactly how soft those luscious, plump lips were and a bit envious of her teeth. "Uhhmm... Yeah, uh never mind. I um... I should head out... I suppose." He stammered. Did she even know she did that? He groaned inwardly. That girl is lethal.
Kyoko pulled out her own phone, after shrugging off Koga's odd behavior, and turned it on. Two missed calls. One from Mōko-san and one from Takarada-san. She suspected it was because of the video confession. Kanae knew about her stone, and she'd given it to Lory to give back to Kuon. She had a hunch on why Kanae would call, but had no clue as to why Lory would call her. She rolled her eyes. Probably to get her reaction to Kuon's confession. She froze a little at the thought. She'd never really entertained the thought of him having feelings for her. Oh god... Was I the high school girl? She thought with a panic. That can't be right... but why would he say all of those things if he didn't mean them? She shivered a bit and felt a little lightheaded as she walked down the short hall and to the lobby.
She heard the gasps in her distraction. She felt the large arms as they snaked around her in the same way they did when she was Setsuka, she breathed in the familiar scent, and tasted the familiar lips as they pressed longingly into her own and her eyes flew shut.
Her knees nearly gave out when she heard the low murmur of his voice. "I'm sorry Kyoko-chan. I know you hate me, but I just needed this one last thing before I left you alone. I can't help, but love you and I hope that one day you'll forgive me for lying to you." He hugged her more tightly and started to let her go. It would be the last thing he did to her and as he said, he planned on leaving.
"I love you too, Corn..." She confessed in a teary voice. "I could never hate you. I'm sorry I was so angry." She sniffled.
Not even two hours later, at least three videos of the entire scene and several photos would flood the internet and social media, with titles such as: Mystery Girl Found; Red String Of Fate; and She Forgave Him. Bachelors were rejoicing that the competition had been taken off the market. Fangirls were dizzy with emotion, they weren't sure whether to be upset that his princess had forgiven him or happy that he wouldn't be leaving Japan as he'd originally planned. Hiromune Koga was giddy, he was the first to release the scoop. When the news was passed to Lory Takarada an hour later, he stopped trying to reach his two lovesick charges and decided to just let them have a little time together before he congratulated the personally for not being boring. Maybe to throw a small party as he, Ruto, Yukihito, and Maria waited for them to return the calls.
As the sun set over the island nation of Japan, one would find a pair of canoodling, lovestruck fools, sitting on the roof of a tall apartment building just enjoying the company of one another. They would deal with the outside world, friends, nosy bosses, and pseudo-parents later. For now, a fairy prince and his princess would just bask in the newly returned love that they shared.
~fin~
