Author Note: I am going to change the story just a little bit, I want to do the student-teacher relationship but I'm going to have Kyoko know that it's him and try to hide the fact that she knows. I think it'll have more love in it. Also, I know that this is a weird fic but I'm having so much fun writing it. Third and finally, if you guys have any SB fics you want me to check out let me know in a review, I'd love to read more especially my reviewers 😊

Kyoko 2: Knowledge

"Kuon's alive," the woman I know as my loving and respectful mother tells me. "He's….it's hard to explain but he's alive. He needs to believe that you don't know. If you found out his condition then…he might run away."

I stare at Julie almost not believing the words that she's said. She blinks back at me and I see the discomfort in her but I know what I have to do. I need to see him but I need him not to know it's me. Fortunately, I have faith in my acting ability even in fooling him. I don't know what to say though. I know that there's something more she's not telling me and I fear that he really did turn into the Beast and I'll have to figure out a way to help him. Having him dead is far far worse than having him cursed.

"I won't let him know," I tell her and my body shakes with a mixture of relief, excitement, and panic. What is he has been hurt? His body contorted until he looks like a monster, like Quasimodo. No, even if the world considered him ugly, I never could. He will always be my Kuon and the knowledge that he's still here in this world is worth more than anything to me. "How is he? Is he hurt?"

"I'm not sure the details of his physical state," Julie tells me with tears in her eyes and I try to steady myself. Has his face changed? Is he even recognizable anymore? No. That doesn't matter to me. As long as his heart hasn't changed, as long as he is still feeling the same emotions, thinking the same thoughts then I'll be with him. I can imagine him as a dragon and my guarding him. I could never let anyone hurt him. I'll be his protector. Even if he needs to drink blood to stay alive then I will give him that, he can bite, chew on me, but he'll be here. My precious sempai will be here.

"Is he human?" I dare to ask. It doesn't matter if he's not. I love him and I never knew that I could love somebody as much as I love him. I see Julie have a weird expression on her face and I feel that maybe my imagination extended too far. It usually does that.

"He's human but how he explained it to me was that you were about to die and he was offered a deal," Julie said as she wrapped an arm around herself. "He had to give up his life energy to you. He doesn't know of his health but he had to give up most of his life for you to live."

I pause and try to breathe, is he sick? If he's sick then I need to be by his side right now. I have to yell at him not to be stupid. I have to arrange some medical appointments for him and make sure he goes to each one. No, I have to pretend to not know it's him. I need to train as a nurse but I'm not sure how I could explain that to him. I don't know how to make him believe that I've given up on acting to train in the medical field.

If only he wasn't such a clueless idiot, then he would understand that it doesn't matter to me. None of this matters to me.

"He's lost his youth," Julie explains and all of a sudden things start making sense in my head. It's as if I've just solved that math equation again, the one that gave me so much difficulty. I close my eyes and remember the man who had been in my room. He had been in his seventies and yet I had realized that I knew him, that he was important to me. His eyes should have been the clue to that being him.

I feel my gut pinch and I try to think about this. Kyoko, you are married to a senior citizen who doesn't want to trap you in a relationship with that big an age gap. Does that age gap matter to you? No, it doesn't. I just want to take care of him. I don't care what the public gossip about, what the talk shows say. Being with Kuon matters so much more than all that.

"How do you know this?" I ask Julie and she closes her eyes and pinches the bridge of her nose.

"He told me, he doesn't want you to hurt and my son is a huge idiot," Julie admits. So at least he's telling some people who he is. I just wish that he would tell me. I don't care about age, I just want to see him again. I don't mind an older man hugging me, an older man's lips on mine, waking up in the morning to see him looking back at me as long as it's him. He made this sacrifice for me, being with him isn't a sacrifice, not being with him is the biggest sacrifice and it's one I'm not ready to make.

Julie tells me how she met him and more importantly where she met him. She tells me what time it was and all the things he has told her. I have to see him. I need to see him alive. I should have been able to tell it was him when he was watching over me in the hospital.

Maybe if I go to the park at the same time he was there today, I'll see him.

I just want to see him. I miss him so much. His age doesn't bother me, I don't know if that's strange or not. I just want to be with him. I barely notice the tears rolling down my cheeks. He sacrificed his life to keep me alive. I just want to watch him live his life.

I want him, old or young, in sickness or in health. I want him for the rest of our lives together.

He will always be my treasured Kuon..

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His skin is tight and he looks frail as if he's about to need a replacement hip. The age definitely shows on his face. His body appears smaller. Still he's here and I'm such a fool to have not realized the truth earlier on. I stand on the other side of the pond but he hasn't seen me. I just want to take care of him. Maybe if I get some books, look at some internet pages about taking care of geriatric men then that would help.

I want to run over to him, wrap my arms around him, tell him that his age doesn't matter and that I can't stop myself from loving him. I have to come up with some excuse to meet him. Any excuse to meet with him again.

He's sitting alone, he's always felt comfortable being alone but I don't know if he's going to make any friends. I stare at him before I see an older woman approach him. No way. I want to scream at the woman, tell her to step away from him and that he's not hers, he's not really her age, he's mine. He turns to her and smiles at her and I feel jealousy in my heart.

I need to distract him. I need to make sure this woman knows to back off, leave him to his thoughts and don't try to take away someone who isn't interested in you. At least, I really hope that she isn't interested in him.

I pause and look at my reflection in the lake. I can picture the two of us together. I can see him at this age embracing me as lovingly as he had before and I hear his voice, maybe more frail and less confident but telling me how much he loves me all the same. I stare at the lake and know what I need to do to draw his attention.

I pretend to fall and with the splash that results, I know that I've caught his attention.

I count the seconds in my head. I don't want to drown but if he is really Kuon, he won't let me get close to that. I feel someone else in the pond with me and my heart fills with joy as I see him swimming towards me. Of course he'd save me. He loves me. Even if he wants to be the biggest idiot in the world, it isn't going to change how much he loves me.

He pulls me up and out of the water and he touches me gently. I want to have him caress my cheek more and more and look down upon me with so much love and concern in his eyes. I pretend to cough and I look at him. I have to act delirious. I have to trick him with my acting.

"Ojii-san," I say as the word seems to feel strange and very alien to me. "Ojii-san, you saved me," I tell him and see the mask draw over his face.

"It's very dangerous, young lady," he tells me off though his own body and clothes are soaked. "To fall into a body of water this size." I can see him through the aged face. I don't see an old man, I see Kuon. Why had this escaped me in the hospital. "Are you okay?"

"I think so," I say and start to sit up but he gently pushes me down. I want to grab hold of his hand and promise him that I still love him and that all of this doesn't mean anything to me. His eyes show his concern but they also show his love. He's Kuon. The emerald eyes prove it but I think of what Julie said. If he knows that I know he might run.

"Stay down until you think one-hundred percent that you can stand," he tells me and I know to listen to his instructions. I never thought that I'd be in love with a man this age, well not until I was an old woman but he's a silver fox. He's so gorgeous even with this increase of age and then I hear him cough and see him shiver.

Of course, he's old now and his body isn't used to the cold temperature of the pond. I want to get him into some dry clothes, take care of him, but all I can do is hopelessly watch him. I'm such a selfish jerk to have him jump in after me. I should have thought of another way that wouldn't have hurt him so much.

"Young lady," he says and I hear the Kuon within his voice. I have to figure out another way to meet with him. I don't want him to be alone any longer. I don't want him to have to hire a nurse or check into assisted living or a nursing home. I need to take care of him myself. I need to tell him how much I love him.

But I can't, he'll run away if I do.

"I'm okay," I tell him before sitting up and he watches me with the concern still in his eyes. "See, I can get up," I tell him and he tucks a strand of my hair behind my ear without realizing what that gesture means to me and how it makes my heart melt.

"I'm glad," he says and then looks behind him. "Would you like to come to my house. I have a fireplace, we can wash your clothes but I only have a few things that will fit you," he tells me and it's okay. He's the only man whose allowed to see me naked.

"That would be nice," I tell him. I just want to get closer to him. I need to know about his health, whether he's eating properly, if he needs anything that I can get for him. He stands and I see his back hurting him. Maybe I can cure that as well. "Thank you," I tell him as he helps me to my feet.

"How about you follow me?" he asks and I try to think of what I can do with his address. I need to create another plan to get his attention. I want to tell him so so badly but I can't.

I follow him silently to his house. I hope he's able to take care of himself but more than that, I hope the world allows me to take care of him just as he has taken care of me.

End of Kyoko: 2

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