AN: Hope you enjoy 😊 Whereas the first two chapters covered the same material, the future chapters are each going to push it a little forward each time 😊

Kuon 2: Because I Love You

Before Kyoko even asks me to step outside the room, I know that she's intending to call my mother and try to fix this. Even when is the one who is hurt the most and she should be spending her time thinking about her wants, she's trying to help everyone else be happy. What am I doing? Biting the head off of everyone who has even the slightest of negative thoughts about her? Is that actually helping her or is that chopping off yet one more of the hydras heads.

When I had actually calmed down after my mother had left, it seemed to trigger in my mind that she was actually attempting to find a way for her to be of some help to Kyoko and I and my dad had been trying to help me as well but at the time I could only see him defending my mother. Dad didn't want Mom to get hurt and I thought they were telling me Kyoko wasn't human.

I'm such an irrational jerk. I would understand if neither of them wanted me for their child especially with the new take that the media has on this Kuon Hizuri story. Boss and Yashiro tell me that my future isn't in jeopardy, that I can easily bounce back from this. They say that there's sympathy out there for me but I've lost everything already. Their words don't seem to mean what they used to.

How the hell am I worthy of her?

I'm a complete mess and I need to make it up to her. I need to find out how to sue this hospital and how to best use that money to protect her. I don't even know if I want to return to acting myself especially if she can't. Would that hurt her? Doing what the world doesn't accept her doing?

I think back on what one of those heartless women said in a talk show that happened to be playing at the agency, what kind of clothes is Kyoko allowed to wear? I hated that report because it just went together with those doctors who kept undressing her. Her body parts all seem the same in basic locations and functionality, the color is just different and so she can wear clothes. She can wear whatever she wants and if she doesn't have it then I'll buy it for her.

She's still a woman. A burn victim isn't told whether they should or should not wear clothes because they have been burnt, their skin damaged from the tragedy. No. Everyone knows that a burn victim should wear clothes and dress like a normal person and I might be completely wrong here, but the woman I married would not want to go around naked everywhere. Kyoko is too reserved for that.

I hear a noise and see Kyoko holding the door for me, she's fashioned some kind of outfit from the blankets but it looks like when a woman only has a single towel to cover herself after leaving the shower, it's not working that well.

"Hi, princess," I tell her as I look around. I want to get her back to the bed, get her some clothes to change into. There should be that spare outfit that I put in here. I look around, trying to move Kyoko to the bed as I do so. "Why don't you sit here?" I ask her and she looks at me, opening and closing her mouth like a fish but not really daring to get the words to come out.

My eyes are scanning the room and I find it. Maybe it's not her favorite but it would be comfortable for her. I pull out a bag that has a pair of blue denim jeans, a white turtleneck, a bra, and a pair of underwear. "You don't have to wear it," I tell her as I hand her the bag and she smiles with relief.

"Thank you, sweetheart," she says affectionately to me and gestures to the door. I immediately get up to pull it closed. Hopefully she doesn't want me on the outside of the room, she smiles and gestures for me to come over as she puts the blanket down. Nervously she comes and stands in front of me, she hasn't been this nervous since I first saw her naked and that was a number of years ago.

"You're stunning," I tell her with a smile as I look her up and down. All that is different is that she's this gorgeous blue color. It's as if she's wearing a costume at a nightclub and all that I can see is this radiant blue. I smile as she makes her way over to me and places one hand on my shoulder whilst bringing my face down with her other and kisses me passionately.

I kiss her back. Oh god, I would kiss her for the rest of our lives if that was possible.

"Julie loves you and she wants to see us and I want to see her," Kyoko tells me and I nod. I knew that already but it's something about Kyoko trying to take control of this situation that is turning me on and I don't think it takes a professional to notice that uncomfortable bulge in my pants. I see her look at it and as she laughs softly and lets her hand slip to the inseam of my pants, know that she's happy seeing how drawn I am to her.

"Yes," I nod and Kyoko pauses, looking at me and it's as if she's this space goddess, the most beautiful creature in orbit of the sun. "Yeah, my parents can come…"

"Can you," she says before grabbing a chair and pushing it against the door. My eyes widen and she lifts the sheets off the bed, waiting for me. How can someone so amazingly beautiful be waiting for me, I'm a complete disaster. No way am I worthy of her but I'm her husband and I have needs which she seems to have anticipated. I reach for my T-shirt but she grabs it and takes it off of me, flinging it on the floor.

No way do I deserve such a precious treasure.

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I smile as I lay in the bed after our experience together. Maybe there are some more chemical changes in Kyoko because she's never been that feisty before. It's been such a long time since I was with anyone who had that kind of power…well a few times with Kyoko but she's usually wanting to go for the softer moments, she likes making love not what just happened. Wow, it has really been a while and I have to really take notice that I'm not in the best shape physically anymore.

"Are you sure that you are okay?" I ask as I hear her move the chair from the door and she doesn't answer me. The chair falls to the ground and I hear the clash. Did she get hurt? I don't think I could take it if she wa- I freeze and look up. Something doesn't feel right and I stare at her…humanly pink body.

"Kyoko?" I ask.

Wow, Kuon, you really are a god. One time having sex with you and poof, you cured her. You're a god.

Wow, narcissistic much. If I thought that way I'd be an even bigger jerk. I'm not a god, something strange is going on here. Maybe my eyesight is getting messed up, maybe I've lost sense of color or I'm colorblind. I look at her and she turns to me with a nervous expression. She looks just the way she did when I married her….wait, just the way she did. I blink and she comes towards me and as she does so, the pink flesh tones start to turn blue and her frightened and disturbed expression doesn't leave her face.

What just happened?

"Kuon…" she says as she starts to panic and I immediately draw her to me. If she needs someone to support her, someone to give her strength then I want to do that for her. I want to be the person that she relies on just as she did when she was starting out as an actress. I want to be the first person she thinks of when she's scared or upset. Maybe I'm overprotective or vain but I want her to know that I'm here.

"I was…I was myself for a moment," she says to me and then bows her head. "No. They need to be punished for what they did to me," she whispers and I let my hand run over her back in a cheap attempt of comfort.

"I know, I saw it too and they will pay," I try to promise her but I have no clue what's going on here. Is there a chance that she could be cured just by waking up? Well, she is moving around a little bit more than you'd expect someone who has been under a forced coma to be. I watch her. I'm not sure how it happened but I know that she wants it to happen again, there has to be some kind of a cure. This proves that she can be cured.

"If I…don't then I might never be beautiful again," she says and that alerts me. What is she talking about? She is beautiful, she's gorgeous and sexy and always makes my heart race. Does she really think that I'm not capable of loving someone because they don't have a certain skin color? I'm not that prejudiced a guy to judge someone on things they can't control.

"You are beautiful," I tell her wishing that she'd believe me. I take a deep breath in, "You are so beautiful," I try to remind her again but it's as if she's not even listening to me. I don't know how to help the situation so I just lay in the bed watching her hoping that my words would sink through. "I feel that my mother would have said that as well."

"Julie did say that," Kyoko nods to me before sitting beside me on the bed, "She…she said that she and Father care for me and that they still love me and they want to help. I just…how could I look normal?" she asks me and I'm not sure how to answer her question. I'm sure that saying I don't know is less than helpful.

I think about the situation and then look at her, taking her hands in mine. "How did you feel when we were together just then?" I ask her and Kyoko smiles.

"I felt so happy and loved," she tells me, "Even though I look like this, you gave me what I needed to feel special. You don't look at me differently and I trust in how much you love me," as she says this, her fingers start to go from the blue to her natural skin tone. She looks at her hands and then I smile. I'm not sure why but when she's feeling those emotions she seems to draw towards the old Kyoko.

I have to keep encouraging her happiness. I want to keep encouraging her happiness.

"See," I tell her as she looks at her hand which is just as if she washed all of the blue off. She turns it in the light and I place my palm against hers. Maybe she can relate to this more than I can. After all, in fairytales weren't curses often broken because of true love.

"Just focus on how much I love you," I tell her, gazing into those amber eyes. I just hope that my love is enough to help her overcome this form. I've fallen a lot in the public's opinion in the past six months, I've let myself go and my own appearance, I'm not really sound minded anymore. Hopefully the love from someone unworthy of her is enough for her.

End of Kuon: 2

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I'm glad that people are drawn to this fic so much and I'm really grateful for that. As far as Kyoko's look, she looks like a Kyoko version of Mystique 😉 and she's going to have at least most of Mystique's powers. This chapter hopefully showed some of her new abilities. Well, I hope you enjoyed this chapter and thanks again for reading 😊