AN: Lol, so last night I actually fell asleep in online class. Glad they couldn't see me, but I'm also glad I managed to get some time to write this today. I hope you enjoy.

Chapter Five – Plans for You

Kyoko grinned widely as she placed down a binder with a lot of color coded pieces of paper and envelopes. She had a calendar on the front page that was of the current month with different things circled or highlighted and a lot of notes written in. "Look," she said proudly as she approached her husband and crouched down in front of him. She always felt weird when she would face him in his wheelchair as she stood and he looked up at her.

She needed to get used to it and not let it affect her the way that it did.

Kuon was trying hard to put the pieces of his life back together after the travesty, what she needed to do for him right now was to support him.

"So, what is it?" Kuon grinned as he took the binder from her, he looked at the calendar and smiled weakly. All of the dates were dates for him, dates that the doctors had wanted to book physical therapy or psychotherapy. Days on which he was supposed to have periods of rest and then there were other dates too so that they could talk about the next steps. Kuon was definitely grateful for all of the time that Kyoko wanted to devote for him but there was something important that he did not like about all of this.

"Do you have another highlighter color I could use?" he asked her as Kyoko grinned.

"Pink and silver," she told him as he reached out and kissed her cheek. He saw her go over to where she had put the other tools she had used to create her calendar and when he had them in his hand, he put the two colors with the key. Beside the pink one he wrote 'Kyoko time' and by the silver one he wrote 'Hizuri time.'

"There, just had to make those corrections. I'm grateful that you want for me to get better, but if you don't let me treat you like a princess, I might have to do it by force and trust me. I bet that I still can do it by force.

Seeing the playfulness in Kuon's eyes reminded Kyoko of why she had fallen in love with him in the first place. She allowed her hand to go through his hair, being very careful of the burn, and felt her breath catch in her throat as Kuon lifted her and positioned her on his lap. She wrapped her arms around him and closed her eyes, "Only you get to see this side of me," she told him as Kuon laughed.

"Not true," he argued, "I know you've shown this side of you, the side you're scared to show other people to -"

"It was different with him," Kyoko protested as Kuon raised an eyebrow.

"I was going to say Kanae, still…I was thinking of things and I've written you a note that says that you get to have more say than Sean about what goes on in my life. Although, I do hope I can stop being a second Shou soon, thank you for still loving me…" he said and Kyoko grinned.

"I guess it's kind of fun having a jerk around, but it's your body Kuon, not theirs…now if I found out that you were really Sean the whole time we might have issues."

"Trust me," Kuon bowed his head, "Even as a child, I wasn't like that."

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Kyoko couldn't sleep, even with the beeps to guide her in her breathing and telling her that inside that room the only man who had ever loved her whilst also completely respecting her was battling for his life. She had heard screams and crying from the hospital as hour by hour half a dozen more people were added to the casualty list.

She didn't even want to think that she could be next.

She closed her eyes as she tried to match her breaths to his heartbeat, she placed a hand on her pulse as she tried to imagine her heart beating with his. Wasn't there some spell or fairytale that had two lovers hearts beating as one and it was in that beating that both of them had strength return to them? Wasn't that something that old magic could do.

Kyoko couldn't take it any longer. She stood, carefully brushing down the dress that she was wearing and brought the chair into where the Hizuris were. She saw Julie asleep on Kuu's lap as Kuu stared at his son without moving. It was only when the chair made a sound against the floor, that Kuu's eyes flickered and went up to Kyoko before turning back to Kuon.

"She cried herself to sleep," he tried to tell Kyoko, his eyes glued on the monitor. "How are you doing?"

Kyoko bowed her head and tried to hold herself together but she wasn't able to. "Father, if you need to get some rest," she tried to be considerate but Kuu shook his head.

"If this is the last night my son lives, I want to be with him through it. I want to make sure that if he needs help, I'm awake to do so. If you need to…" Kuu offered and Kyoko shook her head stubbornly.

"I could stay awake for another two nights," she argued. "When the doctors tell me that he's not going to pass away then I'll sleep. He's the only man who has ever made me feel loved, who has ever made me feel better at his side than I have been alone." Kyoko laughed weakly, "He'd probably tell me to get some sleep, that I shouldn't prioritize watching over him like I'm doing now. I'd just stick out my tongue and tell him that he can't tell me what to do. He'd laugh at that and then hug me and remind me that he would support me then."

"I think that's exactly what he'd do," Kuu said as he looked down. "I'm just glad that there weren't many ground casualties," he commented. "As much as it hurts to perhaps lose my little boy, the fact that there weren't as many injuries as there could have -" Kuu paused mid sentence and stared in horror which turned to anger at someone outside the room.

Kyoko looked back and her eyes narrowed as she saw a camera and microphone with three news people. She felt the anger burning inside of her as she growled out her next words, "Get the hell out of here."

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Kyoko looked at the updated calendar in front of her. She didn't want to argue about it and make Kuon feel as if she wasn't leaving room for herself. It was just that over the past month, she hadn't been able to breathe properly. She had tried to focus on the fact that it was a new year and new years allowed for new dreams and new wishes. Still, a new year might mean the closing of the old one. For days she had been worried that on New Years Eve, Kuon Hizuri would have passed away and that one year he was there and then the next he was gone.

Fortunately, every day he was recovering a little bit more and over the past week had recovered enough for him to come home to her. She didn't want to say that the most important part of what she had been planning was spending time helping him.

Her greatest wish was to never get to the kind of place where she trembled at the idea of losing him ever again. She looked at her phone as it buzzed and rolled her eyes. It was an unlisted number which meant that either he was trying to get in contact with her again or that it was a news outlet wanting to talk to or about Kuon.

She had delegated that task to someone else and he was a pro at marketing the Kuon Hizuri brand. He was also one of their closest friends and they trusted him.

Yashiro could make sure that the press would see the true story and that the details which should be hidden were masked. Nobody needed to know that there were now three personalities in her husband's head.

Her husband didn't need to be treated as an exhibit by them. They didn't have the right to laugh at him or try to coax out his alters, she wouldn't let that happen especially not to a person who had found himself in this position after the saving the lives of two small children.

Kyoko turned her phone on silent and rejected the call.

She hummed before picking it up and making a call of her own, she waited and then gave a soft smile as she heard the president answer.

"Kyoko, hello, wasn't expecting you to be calling me yet," Lory said as Kyoko turned a little pale

"Is this not a good time?" she said nervously, "I wanted to talk about the press conference that you want to set up. I wanted to make sure that some things that are new aren't addressed. I don't want for Kuon to be uncomfortable. That's alright, isn't it?"

"What you're asking for is nothing different than the plans I have already set up," Lory replied to her and heard Kyoko's relieved sigh. "Is there a chance that I could see him in my office before we do handle the press conference. I've known Kuon for a long time so I know if he's hiding something. If the media manages to spot something that I haven't prepared for then it might not make the statement we want."

Kyoko smiled and nodded, "That should be possible," she said with a blush. "I am serious though, until I know that he is recovering, I'm not even going to start thinking about new roles and new projects."

"That's what makes you a Love Me graduate," Lory said as Kyoko blushed again.

"Thanks, but I really don't want to imagine myself as someone who can love anyone foolishly…just Kuon and whatever characters he has in his head. I'm just glad that BJ isn't there. Thank you, president," she said as she respectfully got off the phone with him. She went into the other room and saw Kuon looking at their wedding photo.

"You know, I don't think that I would have ever been this happy if it wasn't you," he told her as he showed her the photograph of what Kyoko considered the happiest day of her life. She came and sat down beside him.

"I did love that dress, you made everything seem like a fairy tale, that day when I married my fairy prince," Kyoko smiled happily as she linked her fingers with his. "I know that I should handle my career with more dedication but…"

"Kyoko," Kuon said as he turned his chair to look her face on, "If you were in my position there is no way that I would go into work. I wouldn't care about the media talking about my professionalism. I'd care so much more about how you were doing, about doing my best for you."

Kyoko looked down with a smile, tears in her eyes.

"I'll also tell you another thing, I wouldn't have been able to get control of myself either if you were in a coma. I wouldn't be able to sleep or control my emotions so I see that you've done such a magnificent job at being brave and keeping it together, I'm so proud of you," Kuon smiled as he kissed her forehead. "My brave and admirable princess Kyoko."

"I'll remember this way that you're making me feel when Sean comes back," Kyoko smiled and Kuon rolled his eyes.

"Please do, I don't want to take the blame for him," he said before Kyoko kissed him again and Kuon had to admit that at this level it was easier to kiss her.

AN2:

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