Heaven Sent

Written by: SakuraKChan

Disclaimer: I do not own Skip Beat or any of the wonderful characters of Skip Beat. It is owned by its fabulous creator Yoshiki Nakamura. I'm just a poor hopeless sap who is in love with this manga/anime and was inspired to write a fanfiction. Please be sure to leave comments! Compliments, well-based critiques, and suggestions are loved, un-based rants are not. Author's notes at the bottom!

Ren could not tell if anyone else noticed the tension between the two glaring men, nor did he particularly care. All that mattered was that his rival had entered the room, nothing else meant anything to him. It was odd though. He remembered the first time he met Fuwa-san. He knew of him because she had mentioned him but at the time she was an interest to him, nothing more and nothing less. She did not hold the same meaning to him then as she did now. So Fuwa-san was not a threat. He was nothing more than a child who seemed to want to pick a fight. Ren found it amusing then but now, now I felt like war. Now he was truly his rival but for something other than what Fuwa-san originally intended. They were not rivals in the entertainment field, far from it. No, this battlefield was far worse and they both knew it. Yet, he already knew that Fuwa-san came to the realization that Ren was his rival in a whole new way, he sensed it the day he challenged Kyoko. That very same tension he felt that day was present now.

Of course, not even the director could cut the tension as he sauntered into the room, though it did not seem as if he noticed. Instead he clapped his hands and nodded. "Alright, since Fuwa-san just came in, I will give everyone about half an hour more to go over their lines. After that we will see each of you one by one, starting with Nishida-san!" He glanced down to the dark-haired man who had scolded Ren and Ken before, who merely gave a nod. "Then we shall see Kosuke-san followed by Tama-san, Tsukune-san, Tsuruga-san, and finally Fuwa-san. I will come back in half an hour to fetch you, Nishida-san." The man again nodded and the director grinned before finally turning and almost literally bouncing out the door.

Thankfully, Fuwa's script was on the opposite end of the table from Ren. Who knew what would have happened had they been seated side by side. Still, the distance did not prevent either one from casting glances at each other every so often as they would read their scripts.

Half an hour flew by and before any of the six men realized, the director was back in the room with a grin on his face. "Alright! We are ready to see Nishida-san!" The young man slowly stood up, a very determined look in his eye as he stepped forward. Even his walk seemed firm and stiff. Ren gathered he must have had a very strict upbringing. The man followed the director out to the main room and before anyone could realize, one by one each man went up for his turn and the room would slowly become emptier, finally leaving just Tsuruga Ren and Fuwa Shou to glare at each other constantly.

"You do realize the history we have, right?" The older man blinked and looked up at the young blonde before him who had that cocky smirk he wanted to smack off his face. "Huh? Excuse me?" "Kyoko…", his smirk widened as he said the name, almost mocking the fact that he could say her name without any honorifics. He's trying to spite you. He realizes how you feel. He wants a fight…Ignore it! It could mean the end of Tsuruga Ren if you don't! Still, the tiny voice in his head was slowly losing a difficult battle as Ren glared upon that smirk. "We lived together for two years. Have you done that? We're childhood friends…no one knows her better than I. She loved me for years. Did you know that? We'll get over this hurdle…she'll realize that I…she'll just realize. But strong feelings like that never go away. You're fighting a losing battle."

No! You are! You tossed her away! You killed her spirit! You don't deserve her! Ren was struggling onto his sanity as he glanced away from the younger man but for a moment, as he quieted down, he couldn't help but glance over to him. The smirk was gone and his eyes were downcast as he seemed to be taking in his own words. Perhaps his stupidity hurt him as well as her…but still! He did not deserve her in the least bit and Ren was going to make sure he did not get her.

He opened his mouth for a moment, as if he was about to retort but was abruptly stopped as the director came in once more, a wide grin on his face. "Tsuruga-san, it's your turn!" He cast one last look at Fuwa-san, who still looked downcast, before looking ahead and nodding, following the director out.

And within an instant, all thoughts of Fuwa-san, the audition, pretty much any type of thought in the world was gone as he looked ahead and spotted the one person who could easy his tormented soul, Mogami Kyoko. He smiled softly as she looked up with wide, surprised eyes. "Tsuruga-san? You came?" He did not know whether to feel hurt or excited at the mixed look on her face. She seemed nervous in a way but somehow, at the same time, excited as if she was glad for the opportunity to act with him. Either way, it was exactly what his tightened heart needed after his confrontation with Fuwa-san.

He smiled softly and nodded as he patted her head lightly. "Of course I did. I wouldn't leave you here alone, would I?" Yup…exactly what he needed, especially with those adorable eyes and that sweet smile.

"Alright, Mogami-san will be acting out her role as Kimiko-hime and Tsuruga-san you will go along with your lines. Feel free to improvise as needed!" Improvise, yes with Kyoko then it would all go smoothly. Thankfully before Fuwa-san came, he had read over his lines well enough to get the idea of what to go with. He would go with the flow and allow Kyoko and his feelings to guide him. He nodded to the director and took a step back, readying for the scene.

Kyoko stepped forward, her sweet face instantly morphing into a scowl. "It's no use! None! You can't save me! None of them can save me! Do you even understand me?! No! You're too simple-minded to understand the turmoil of my soul! I can't love! I don't deserve it! I don't! Are you listening to me?! Are you?!" She whipped around toward him, almost startling him with the tears in her eyes and the painful expression on her face. He wanted to hug her no matter what, soothe her until she would stop…but he also didn't want to stray too far from the script.

"Do you hear me?! Do you?!" She stepped toward him, her fist now in the air and aiming for his chest. He shot a hand out and held it gently before it could hit anything but air. "Stop…", he said in a gentle and soft voice as he looked down, her heavy breathing the only thing to be heard over his voice. "I hear your loud and clear…and I disagree." He smiled softly, that same princely smile that shook her to the core and before she could recover from that, he gently placed a light finger upon her cheek. "You can love...you do love. You wouldn't have saved that little boy if you didn't love. You wouldn't have saved…have saved me. I may be simple-minded but I know well enough that I can love. I admit it, I won't hide or run away from my love. I won't run away from…", he paused and gently placed a stray strand behind her ear, "I won't run away from you and I won't let you run away from me."

The prince! Oh but not the prince of the movie. No, no this was far worse! The prince of the Night!!!! And Kyoko was falling prey to his charming, killer attack! She was going to die! To die!!!!! The Kyokos needed to get into a formation quickly to plan their attack but no, they were frozen! It was too late! The prince was going to be the destruction of her!!!

"And cut!" The director wiped at his eyes as he sniffled lightly and applauded rapidly. "That was wonderful! Simply wonderful! I expected no less from the wonderful Tsuruga-san! Oh that was just amazing! Please, please wait back in the waiting room, don't leave just yet!" The director patted his arm…and only then did Ren finally break from the look he was holding onto Kyoko's eyes. Not even the loud sound of "cut!" had startled the ever alert Tsuruga Ren, and that fact scared Kyoko right to the core. Her face was flushed and Ren took a notice to that. At least it wasn't a horrified look, no he definitely couldn't take that. This type of look he'd tolerate, so long as it was not followed by her screaming she despised him and would never speak to him again. Besides, the blush was quite cute and made his heart skip a beat.

He could not help the triumphant smile upon his face as he walked into the waiting room. He had this audition right in the bag. There was no way Fuwa Shou could trump him…no way! Yet, he had also learned in the past not to take things for granted. There was still a possibility but he was just going to have to pray that the possibility was very insignificant.

Author's Notes: Sorry for the shortness! I debated on if I should keep going or not but I wanted to start off the next chapter with Shoutaro's and Kyoko's audition. So I thought that would be a good breaking point. I promise to make 5 way longer! Thank you to all of you who are still sticking with this story!

-SakuraKChan