Kyoko's POV
I bit my lip.
"Well before I came to France I worked as a Love Me Section member." I said vaguely glancing nervously at Kuon. He was immersed in a 'coughing' fit, and Otou-san wasn't far behind. I scowled at him.
"That doesn't really tell me anything, Maman. I mean what does a Love me Section member do?" Yuki clarified. I cursed under my breath.
"Well, they do odd jobs around the office." Yuki sighed.
"You see what I mean, Papa? She never tells me what she used to do." Yuki said to Kuon as he leaned back in his chair. It astounded me how fast they were able to form such a strong bond in such a short amount of time.
"Come on, Kyoko, just tell him the truth. You know what would help? The Love Me Section overalls." Kuon said mischievously. I laughed.
"You think I still have those?" I asked between laughs. God, please let them think the laughter is real.
"Wait, are you talking about a pair of bright, bright, neon pink overalls?" Yuki asked a smile creeping onto his face. Kuon nodded, trying to contain his laughter.
"Aren't those in the attic? I was up there looking for something the other day and I found those. Freaked me out for a second when I saw a heap of pink glowing cloth." Yuki said laughing. I felt my cheek burn hot.
"Those things glow in the dark?" Otou-san asked suppressing his laughter only slightly better than his son. I nodded, burying my head in my hands.
"Do we have to talk about that embarrassing uniform?" I whined. Yuki burst out laughing.
"That was a uniform?!" He asked cracking up even more. I bit my lip.
"You just had to, didn't you, Kuon?" I accused him lifted my head slightly. He shrugged.
"Yuki wanted to know and I told him you could probably explain it better. I mean you had to explain it to Kotonami-chan, didn't you?" I felt my heart ache and twist just hearing her name. Kuon noticed my change in attitude.
"She really misses you, Kyoko. I believe she put a curse on you after she couldn't find you to be her Maid of Honor." He added jokingly.
"So Moko-san married Hiou-kun?" I asked feeling a bit better. Kuon nodded.
"They have a daughter three years younger than Yuki. I have a picture if you want to see her." He added pulling out his wallet.
"Kotonami-chan gave me this so that if I ever ran into you, you'd be able to see her daughter. I think I understand why now. I knew she was hiding something from me." Kuon added nodded towards Yuki. I shrugged as I took the picture.
"I asked her not to tell you. I mean you probably would have boarded the next plan to France and search high and low for me forsaking LME, Maria, President, your job, and Yashiro-san." I said glancing down at the picture. I gasped as I saw the people in the photo.
A tall man wearing a suit with ragged black hair, and stunning grey eyes. Next to him was a raven haired beauty in a light purple sun dress. Her hair fell past her waist and her grey eyes looked sliver in the lighting. But what was most stunning about the photo was the raven haired girl standing behind them. She had chocolate brown eyes, raven hair that fell onto her shoulder, and gorgeous long, slender legs.
"My god, she's beautiful. I mean I was expecting her to be pretty, her mother's Moko-san but I never expected she'd be this beautiful." I said gaping at the picture. Kuon smiled.
"Her name is Hime. It suits her nicely doesn't it?" He said with a sly grin. I scowled at him playfully. Yuki raise a brow in interest.
"Can I see the picture, Maman?" He asked. I smiled and handed Yuki the picture. I watched greatly amused as his jaw became slack and started stammering after looking at the picture.
"Looks like Moko-san is playing cupid again." I murmured to myself. Kuon raise a brow. I blushed.
"Okay, back on topic. Maman, what was your job before you came to France? No vague or roundabout answers." Yuki added. I sighed.
"I was a rising actress. I was three year into the industry and a year after I beat Sho when I became pregnant with you. I started apprenticing under Mignon-san right after I disappeared, and here I am now." I said shrugging. It Yuki a moment to digest the information.
"So my parents are two famous actors?" He asked. I pursed my lips.
"Well your father is definitely one. Kuon was at one point the most recognizable man in Japan. I, on the other hand, had only done 4 or 5 movies and 15 or 16 dramas." I said remembering all the roles I played. Yuki smirked.
"So if I decided to become an actor, you guys wouldn't object?" He asked. Kuon and I stared at Yuki and whapped him on the back of his head.
"Of course we wouldn't. Heck, we would help you. I mean Kuon helped me many times with my roles. And I did some by myself before." I added noticing Kuon's smug face. Suddenly, there were sirens in the distance coming closer. They turned onto the street behind the restaurant. I turned my attention back to our table. Yuki was looking awful sheepish.
"Yuki. Kuon, what did you do while I was talking to Ms. Mauvais?" I asked closing my eyes. Otou-san patted my shoulder, and I opened my eyes.
"Trust me, Kyoko. They didn't do anything illegal." He said. Yuki winced. And I swore I saw Kuon wince as well. A sudden thought hit me.
"Kuon, what happened to Sho?" I asked slowly closing my eyes again.
"All we did was correct a small problem with his thinking." He said not missing a beat. I winced.
"How many months?" Kuon paused.
"I'd say anywhere from three to twelve months."
"Kuon." I said sternly.
"He deserved it, Maman." Yuki said in his father defense.
"What did he do?" I asked opening my eyes. Otou-san was looking out the window. Kuon was fiddling with the cork for the wine. And Yuki was trying to steal the cork from Kuon.
"Well, he called you his." Kuon said quietly. I growled, and my demons began to seep out of my body.
"How dare that dirty bastard claim me?!" I shouted in Japanese.
Thankfully, the restaurant was almost empty and no one except the people at my table could understand what I was saying. Yuki was staring at me wide eyed, while Otou-san and Kuon were chuckling. I sat back down and took a deep breath.
"He never changes. Still you didn't need to beat him so badly that he has to be in the ICU for three to twelve months. But thanks." I said giving them both a peck on the cheek. Yuki blushed and scowled at me. Kuon smiled slyly.
"Just a peck on the cheek?" He asked innocently. I rolled my eyes and gave Kuon a kiss on the lips. A tingling sensation spread through my body at his touch, and memories of the night of too much wine, desire, and a convenient hotel room. After a while a separated my unwilling lips from his and sat back down blushing. Kuon chuckled licking his lips. I glanced at the clock to distract myself, and saw what time it was.
"Okay, Yuki, it's time for us to go home." I told him getting up. "Tomorrow for lunch break you are inviting the whole crew and cast here for lunch to Le Goût du Vin. No complaints." I said to Kuon before heading to the kitchen. I grabbed my bag out of my locker, and instructed my head chef to lock up before he left.
~The next day, during lunch break~
Kuon's POV
I heaved a sigh as I walked into Le Goût du Vin. Upon Otou-san's and my invitation the whole cast and crew of Black Moonlight was having lunch at Le Goût du Vin. Yuki was lounging against the wall waiting for us.
"Is this everyone?" He asked as people started coming in.
"Yeah, I think we have around 50 people." Yuki nodded.
"Maman saved enough tables for about 65 people so we have enough for everyone." He said heading off towards the tables.
I followed Yuki and the crew and cast followed me. He lead is to 13 tables near the back of the restaurant. Menus were already placed at every seat.
"Here are your tables and you get one free appetizer, entrée, drink, and dessert per person. Someone will come and see if you're ready to order in a couple minutes." Yuki said leaving.
"He reminds me of you at that age." Otou-san said chuckling. I rolled my eyes and sat down at the nearest table. Otou-san sat down across from me. The director of Black Moonlight, Shiroto Ryuuya, sat down next to me. And the lead actress, Tokomi Umi, sat down next to Otou-san.
"Does Le whatever du Vin give all its customers a free meal?" Tokomi-san asked a smirk on her face.
"No, I know the owner and she knew I was filming a movie around here and demanded I invite the entire cast and crew to lunch here." I said dryly. Tokomi-san looked at me bewildered that I could even use such a tone. Kyoko arrived a few minutes later.
"Hello, everyone. My name is Kyoko and I'll be your server today. Is anyone ready to order?" She asked in her usual cheerful tone.
Most of the men were grinning at her. Kyoko politely smiled back. She buzzed around taking orders from various stagehands and actors.
"Kuon, are you ready to order?" Kyoko asked as she stopped at my table.
"Not quite yet, but thanks for asking Kyoko." I replied skimming over my menu again. She rolled her eyes.
"Well if you can't decide on anything I'm bringing you a Grue Brique Geleé di Vin. No objections." Kyoko added knowing I would. I chuckled
"My eating habits have improved over the last 15 years. I've stopped skipping meal most of the time too." I said proudly.
"Because your manager, Boss, or Maria-chan drag you out to lunch." Otou-san added grinning smugly. I scowled at him. Kyoko shook her head in disappointment.
"If you eat regularly you won't get sick again, Kuon. Remember the last time you got sick?" She said a shadow of a smile playing on her lips.
I winced and glanced at my tablemates. Otou-san was laughing while Shiroto-san and Tokomi-san were staring at Kyoko in disbelief.
"The Hizuri Kuon gets sick?!" Tokomi-san asked. Kyoko nodded grinning mischievously.
"Yep, it was 18 years ago not too long after I met him. I was assigned as his temporary manager at the time. Kuon had a fever of 38°C, and he still worked I was miffed about how dedicated he was. That was until I found out that 'Tsuruga Ren' was just an everyday role." She added shooting me a glare. I faked a nervous expression.
"That was my stage name. I had to act and live as 'Tsuruga Ren'!" I said in my defense. Kyoko rolled her eyes as she grinned.
"You always pull an act at the most unpredictable times."
Kyoko's POV
Kuon smiled at my comment.
"That's what actors are for, but you already know that." He said winking. I rolled my eyes at him.
"Kyoko already has experience using acting in everyday life. Like the time I first met her." Otou-san added with a wink. I shrugged.
"I was just giving you a little taste of your own medicine." I replied smiling inwardly. Suddenly there was a crash of dishes from the main dining section.
"Excuse me for a moment." I said heading towards the sound. "Kuon, you stay here." I told him not even bothering to look over my shoulder. As I rounded the corner I saw a pile of broken dishes, leftover food, one of my waiters, and a gang of hoodlums.
"Are you okay?" I asked helping the waiter up. He looked up at me and gave me a small smile.
"I'm okay, thanks." He said hurrying off to find a broom and a mop. I turned my attention to the hoodlums.
"Get out of this restaurant." I told them curtly.
"Sorry, miss, but we can't do that. We're here to find a friend of ours by the name of snow." One of them said. I took a deep breath.
"MOGAMI YUKI, GET YOU ASS HERE NOW!" I yelled at the top of my lungs in Japanese.
Quick as a flash, Yuki was standing in front of me breathing heavily.
"What?" He asked. I gestured to the hoodlums.
"Do you recognize them?" I asked calming. Yuki nodded.
"There members of the Mort gang. I've only fought them once or twice, though." He added quickly. I sighed and covered my eyes.
"How many times have I told you that I do not want you fighting?" I asked him. Yuki gulped.
"Around 598 times." He said quietly backing away. I uncovered my eyes.
"You five have three minutes to get out of my restaurant and out of my sight before I call the police or worse." I said keeping my irritation and anger out of my voice. They sneered. My smile was quite Mio-like.