Hiro! Get ready a DNA-test, now."

Kyoko stared at the man that around 15 minutes ago had calmed to be her possible birth father. After he said those words aloud about him being her father, everything and everyone had gone crazy.

First he swiped her up on her feet and dragged her to the limousine, without her being able to react to his statement. When in the vehicle, he started to make phone calls and demanding strange things like a DNA-test and her birth certificate, along with looking into Saena's activities around the time of the conception and birth. All this took around 20 minutes and by that time they had reached a large skyscraper and she was hauled out of the limousine and into the overly flashy building.

Then the man, she didn't even know the name of, led her to a private elevator and up they went. When they reached the strangers office he immediately sat down and started to read some documents that another man, who was already in the office, handed to him. While he was reading Kyoko snapped out of her stupefied condition. But when she was going to speak up, a nurse barged in, made her sit down on a stool and pricked her with a needle. Kyoko looked at her blood slowly filling the syringe. Because of all the shocks, she had somehow forgotten that she was terrified of needles, and didn't remember until the nurse had gone out and left her and the man she had met half an hour ago alone.

"There wasn't any other man around your conception, also you have my eyes." He said in a calm voice. "Now all we need to do is to wait for the results of the test, it will take some time, why won't you tell me about yourself."

Kyoko looked at the man and for the first time she felt hope. Was it a possibility. Could that man really be her father? She saw his eyes, and they were exactly the same as hers and the obvious hope in them made her feel that if he was her father, she could never disappoint him. He already loved her. Unknowingly she started to smile and immediately thought to her other father, this man had the same look on his face when he looked at her if not warmer and prouder. Still he had no proof that she was really his daughter.

"Is it a possibility? Really? You could be my father?" Her voice was shaking, all the emotions she was feeling were overwhelming. The man only nodded.

"Then I have one question." The man became alerted at her slightly menacing tone and look in her eyes. He brazed himself for an allegation of abandonment or that she would tell him that she had no need for a father that had never been there for her. He would understand it perfectly, but he would not let her go, he would make up for eighteen lost years. Still the rejection would hurt like hell.

"What's your name? I mean, what kind of a man drags a girl into his car and to his office in the middle of the day and doesn't even introduce himself?" She hesitated for a second. Then added, "well my boss would do it, but that's only because he's a weirdo."

He laughed,

"I guess I got a little carried away with the discovery, my name is Masahiko Hotaku and I'm the chairman and president of Masahiko enterprise." Even though Kyoko didn't follow the news she knew who this man was. He was filthy rich and powerful. His company mainly developed technology but also had something to do with a lot of other profitable businesses.

"Oh." Was her only answer.

"But now tell me about you, I guess you're in school, who took care of you when that woman abandoned you?"

"Well, she put me into the care of the Fuwa's they have this inn and I helped out around the place and lived there until I was fifteen, then I moved to Tokyo with their son to help him realizing his dream and found mine while at it." She left out the part of working three jobs and then being pushed aside like a dirty rag. She suspected that the man in front of her could destroy Shotaru with a few words and even though she didn't care about him now then she didn't want to destroy him completely. He no longer had any place in her heart except that of a childhood friend.

"You were so young when you moved here, and lived alone with a boy." His expression became dark.

"No, Masahiko-san there was nothing like that, he is only a childhood friend and will never be anything more than that and he has never seen me in that way." She said to calm him down. She felt relieved when his expression became softer.

"That's good, do you go to school?"

"Yes, I go when I don't have work, and also I'm graduating around Christmas so I will be able to pour myself into work then I will pay of my debts to Boss and everyone else that has been so kind to me." She said smiling and didn't notice the shock on Hotaku's face. She has debts?

At that same time the nurse came in with the DNA-results and handed to him. He opened the envelope and saw the results. Kyoko sat there and hoped that it would be positive. If it was then she would have a father like she had always dreamed of. He looked up.

"According to this, there is a 99.8% probability of you being my daughter, Masahiko Kyouko." He let the words linger and was content when he saw his daughter smile and tears threatened to fall down his cheeks.

"Now those debts you were talking about, consider them paid in full and you won't ever have to work again in your life, also I want you to call me otou-san and nothing else, got that." He was happier than he had ever been in his life. So was Kyoko, however his words about never working again struck a cord and she became moved to tears.

"You won't let me work?" She said so sadly that Hotaku became surprised.

"You want to work?"

"Yes, of course. Also I can't make you pay for my debts. It wouldn't be right. You…."

He interrupted her,

"I am you father and it is my responsibility." He said it in a firm voice that didn't allow any objections." She understood that but still wasn't happy about it. In a softer voice he continued. "Allow me to make up for all those years I haven't been with you and all the gifts I have never given you, it would make my guilt go away. You should live like the princess you are."Those words worked magic with Kyoko and she nodded.

"But I still want to work, I love it." She said firmly

Her father became confused.

"I guess I could get you something to do at the company." He still didn't understand, he thought she worked at some shop or something."

"No, I can't I need to finish my projects and I also have a lot of offers coming in right now, according to The Boss my popularity is rising faster than a thermometer in the Sahara."Now he became very worried, was she a prostitute? But she kept going. "I love acting and I won't quit. I'm sorry si…otou-san if you don't like it, but I will not quit."

Now everything made more sense.

"So, you are an actress?" He felt relieved, she was not a hooker. He laughed aloud.

"Yes, what did you think I did?"

"Never mind." He said still laughing. An actress and something she did love, he was alright with that. Also he thought that she was just some small time actress. What can I say Kyoko was not exactly like her characters.

"So have you been in something I know?"

"I don't know. Have you seen Dark Moon?" He nodded and smiled and tried to think about the school part and looking through the extras he remembered.

"Well, I was Mio." He nodded few times with a smile and then realized what she had said and his eyes became wide.

"Wait, you are Mio! That can't be you so nice and polite, you don't even look alike." Then he stopped and realized "Kyouko, Kyoko. You are the famous actress Kyoko-chan?" Kyoko chuckled.

"Yes, I'm Kyoko-chan , people say that all the time, and then when I say that I am also, Natsu in Box'R' and Setsuka in BJ, they usually don't say much, just stare."

"I can see why." She is really talented, well I guess her mother was also an outstanding actress, she just used it in another way." Well, I guess you have nothing to do working at the company, maybe I will hire you to do a commercial for it though." Kyoko beamed and now first she could feel generally happy for having a father. He kept talking. "There is only one thing left to do now." He said as he stood up and walked around his desk and to Kyoko that was now sitting on a chair in front of it. When he reached her he bowed down to her, she flinched a little but became very surprised when he took her in his arms and hugged her tightly.

"My daughter, my miracle." He said emotionally the lump in his throat became bigger.

She could feel his happiness and hugged him back. Still a little confused but all in all she was happy, and her father was so happy to meet her. Her heart was relieved when she finally understood that people could love her unconditionally.

"Otou-san."

They were interrupted when a man came in, the same one that had been in there when they arrived at the office. Hotaku ran to him and hugged him too.

"Hiro-san! I have a daughter." He said now in tears and his actions reminded Kyoko of someone.

"Yes you do Sir." The man stepped away from his employer and suddenly threw himself on the floor.

"I'm so sorry Sir. I didn't know of Mogami's condition when I gave you the information about her conduct. If I had I would have told you." His words and actions showed his extreme regret. "Also, Kyouko-sama I truly beg your forgiveness, because of my oversight you have had such a difficult childhood. " The moment he knew her name he had lit up his vast information network and within a short time he had known everything about her life at the Fuwa's, her middle school life, and her stay in Tokyo. Later he would tell his boss, he wouldn't do anything but he would after that turn into an ogre when someone mentioned Fuwa Sho's name.

Kyoko felt a little embarrassed and didn't know what to say.

"It's alright Hiro-sama, no one but my mother is to blame, now please stand up."

Hiro-san did as she requested and stood up. He dusted his impeccable suit and bowed.

"Thank you for your kindness Kyouko-sama. Now I have prepared some food if you would like."

Kyoko looked to her father that nodded slightly and accepted Hiro's offer.

Then the united family sat down and talked about the future. Or more like negotiated, but you have to take into account that Masahiko Hotaku was a fox when it came to the art of negotiations. Hotaku-san had already gotten it through to pay her debts and Kyoko couldn't take it back. Then he got her to move to his house, (his bachelor villa was at the moment being changed into a friendlier place for a woman, of course she hadn't a clue about that). Next he somehow got her to accept a vast amount of pocket money every month. Finally it ended like this. Hotaku-san gave her everything and the only thing she needed to do was to register her name as Masahiko Kyouko, and cook for him once a week. Kyoko was not happy about it and voiced her objections to his conditions but soon gave up for the force of the oja-baka her father truly was. But there was one problem, who were they going to tell the happy news? Hotaku wanted to call the news stations and tell everyone but there Kyoko put her foot down.

"I can't do that father, I have seen actresses that use their families money to get roles and I don't want to make people think that I'm one of those actresses. I have also heard of someone that couldn't get away from the false reputation that his parents influences got him all his jobs."There she was talking about Kuon, but she had heard the story from Kuu once.

"Are you sure Kyoko?" He said with a frown.

"Yes, there I will not budge. I will tell the president, he needs to know about my name change and then I will tell Moko-san, but she is filming a movie in Russia and won't be back for three months. I'll tell her when she gets back. Then there is…one other. I'll tell him sometime soon." She said determent.

"Alright then." He said with a pout but then smiled. "I will buy you a lot of clothes as condolences for not being allowed to tell everyone." Kyoko sighted and shook her head. What an oja-baka!

There it is, chapter 3. please don't worry Ren will pop up soon, he is just on a location shoot out of town. Also I need some time to get the two of them closer before he gets to come back. Also, I'm not sure about my update speed on any of my stories. My grandmother is very sick, cancer, and my writing is very much influenced by my mood. So there are two possibilities. I will write like crazy or I wont write at all, I suspect the later.