Just a warning I am Dyslexic so my stories will not be perfect but I now have one Beta reader to help me along the way :D
Thank you so much to Roshelle Diall for offering to work with me :D
Hello my sweeties,
the song is:
Everything I do, By Brian Adams
if you have never heard this song go check it out on youtube
it has gone down in history as one of the greatest love songs
ever written hence why I chose it for Kuon :P
Neh xxx
I do not own Skip Beat.
Enjoy.
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He had smiled at her and winked then. Kyoko thinking he had just been playing for her sake on her love of fairies, had thought nothing of it. But now she realised why he had said that. The stories of fairies had been her own, that stream and stream bank theirs, their own corner of their own fairy tale he had tried to bring to life in their home they now shared. It was from his own new fantasies and confabulation. Even though she would never remember when she accepted the fact, she did so then and there in her dreams. She accepted the fact she had found her fairy prince and her heart beat in symmetry with his. It promised her from its box she still held locked inside herself. No matter what she would never lose him again.
The next morning Kyoko awoke to birds chirping and happy singing coming from down stairs. She smelt cooking, though by the smell of it, it wasn't going very well. Turning over she realised it must be Kuon as she was alone in the bed. Quickly getting up, relieving and washing herself, she dressed and headed downstairs to find Kuon singing in the kitchen as he attempted (that being the only word Kyoko could use to describe the disaster area in front of her) to make what appeared to be breakfast.
She watched from the doorway. Kuon hadn't noticed her and he had the radio playing quietly. As the song changed, he began to sing along, his voice and passion slowly getting stronger. She watched in complete amazement as Kuon sang into the spatula like it was the greatest microphone and he was playing on stage for thousands of people. He danced and sang, this was a side of the man before her she had never seen. Not Ren, and not Corn. Maybe this was the real Kuon before her and as she watched him singing in English, she decided she liked him too.
Look into my eyes – you will see
What you mean to me.
Search your heart, search your soul
And when you find me there you'll search no more.
She watched as Kuon cracked a few eggs and dropped them into the heated frying pan. He had to fish out a few pieces of shell, but he was still singing and Kyoko was pleased to realise he had quite a nice voice.
Don't tell me it's not worth tryin' for.
You can't tell me it's not worth dyin' for.
You know it's true:
Everything I do, I do it for you.
She smiled as he flipped the bread, caught it and popped it in the toaster.
Look into your heart – you will find
There's nothin' there to hide.
Take me as I am, take my life.
I would give it all, I would sacrifice.
Reaching into the fridge he grabbed a pack of bacon and started frying that too in another frying pan as Kyoko wondered if he was ever going to turn the eggs that she could smell were already starting to overcook.
Don't tell me it's not worth fightin' for
I can't help it, there's nothin' I want more
You know it's true:
Everything I do, I do it for you, oh, yeah.
Finally getting back to the egg pan, Kuon started turning the eggs over. His passion for the song kicked in with the next verse as he sang into the eggy spatula,
There's no love like your love,
And no other could give more love.
There's nowhere unless you're there,
All the time, all the way, yeah.
Suddenly the music kicked in and Kyoko wanted to laugh as Kuon began playing air guitar, his eyes closed. Completely oblivious to her trying to contain her laughter, she watched him.
Look into your heart, baby...
Oh, you can't tell me it's not worth tryin' for.
I can't help it, there's nothin' I want more.
Yeah, I would fight for you, I'd lie for you,
Walk the wire for you, yeah, I'd die for you.
You know it's true:
Everything I do, oh, I do it for you.
Thinking it had finished she coughed as Kuon looked up at her and smiled. Walking forward and grabbing her hands, he pulled her into his arms and still singing, they danced around the kitchen together. Kyoko nestled snugly in his arms as Kuon sang to her.
Everything I do, darling.
You will see it's true.
You will see it's true.
Yeah!
Search your heart and your soul
You can't tell it's not worth dying for
I'll be there
I'd walk the fire for you
I'd die for you
Oh, yeah.
I'm going all the time, all the way.
Kyoko laughed as Kuon spun her around picking her completely off her feet as they danced together. The music faded and he smiled down at her.
"Good morning, beautiful." he said lightly kissing her cheek. She smiled and looked at the disaster that was taking place in their kitchen.
"What are you doing Kuon?" she asked, smiling at him as he looked back at the smoking eggs that were slowly turning into what seemed to be charcoal. The bacon that since he hadn't turned on the extractor fan, would have soon been setting off the smoke alarm. The toast also popped out of the toaster as Kuon panicked. Running over to the stove, he quickly removed both pans realising he had nowhere to put them. He spun circles in the small kitchen as after a few more seconds laughing, Kyoko took charge.
Turning on the extractor fan and opening a few windows, she cleared the smoky air at the same time opening the back door for Kuon to carry the eggs pan out back. She took the bacon pan from him and flipped the bacon assessing the damage, it was black on the one side so she tossed it, hating to waste food but knowing it was inedible. She then placed a few rashers of fresh bacon in the pan. Adding a few eggs to the same pan she quickly fried them both up while Kuon re-entered the house a few moments later looking very sheepish.
"I thought I would try and make breakfast for you. I was going to give you breakfast in bed and everything." he said slowly as he looked at his own feet. Kyoko smiled to herself, no matter what he chose to call himself some things never changed. It seemed his cooking skills was one of them.
"Next time maybe you could stick with the one thing you're good at cooking." she chuckled as he offered her a confused look. She grabbed two plates from the shelf as she nodded to the toaster.
"Haha, very funny." he said going over and grabbing the four rounds of toast. Kissing her head on the way back, he buttered the toast and added it to the two plates Kyoko had now dished up ready to serve.
"See you make a very good toast cooker and butterer." she added sitting down at the table opposite him as she smirked. He smiled back as he picked up his toast, taking a big bite as if to make his point clear.
"So what are our plans today?" Kyoko asked, breaking the silence. She was to be Kuon's constant companion until something could be figured out or he regained his memory. She watched him as he sipped his coffee.
"Well, later on I was going to say we will video call Mom and Dad to see how Rosa is. I'm sure she is missing us and I'm worried she may be upset being so far away from home for so long, she's still only a baby." the care, love and concern in his eyes pierced Kyoko's heart like a knife.
This was one part of the president's plan she hated above everything else. What were they to do if they were unable to find a cure or a solution to Kuon's Confabulation? What if he never regained his true memories? Wouldn't it be kinder to tell him this daughter he loved so much wasn't real? She thought it cruel to string him along with the fairytale regarding 'their' daughter, and the thought she would have never consented to have a child, even in his mind. In the first place it seemed too ridiculous to her. She could never be a good mother, look at the role model she had for heavens sake! Kuon must have mistaken her emotional state for something like his own as he reached across the table at that moment and squeezed her hand in a reassuring way.
"Hey, I'm sure she is fine sweetie. You're an amazing mother and you were only doing what was best for our daughter. You are not your mother Kyoko, nor will you ever be. You love Rosa and she knows it." his heart felt words and how he understood her fears were the cause of her tears. As they leaked from her eyes, he was up and around the table pulling her into his arms in a second. How could he know her so well? She wondered. How could he know instantly what she feared the most? He held her tight and she grasped his shirt in her hands needing his warmth and comfort begging him in her mind to come back, to not be confabulated any more.
Not because she hated Kuon, on the contrary, the more she found out about the Kuon side of her senpai the more she liked him. But she could never face the idea of having to tell him that he didn't have this daughter Rosa he loved so dearly. She had decided from the moment he had saved her life, she would stand by him for however long he needed her, even if she couldn't love him in return. Though that line seemed to blur the more she thought about it, she was unable to give him the one thing he loved almost as much as he supposedly loved her. His baby. Their baby. Rosa.
She took deep shuddering breaths as she tried to convince herself that keeping the fact that Rosa's existence was false from him was the right thing to do. But the tighter he held her, the more he loved her and showed it in the simple kind ways he did, the more she knew in her head and her heart it was wrong. So at that moment she was hating herself and all the people involved with this dastardly scheme, even if it was as the doctor had told them for Kuon's own benefit. It took a while for her to calm down, as Kuon sat next to her, he changed the subject.
"Well, as I'm not able to work for a while, I've asked if Jelly would come and put my hair back right again." he said. As Kyoko looked at him with a shocked expression, trying to decide how he would look with blond hair. She decided to forgo that image in her mind as she realised he would look damn hot and that was not something she should be thinking. Was it?
"What about your stitches?" she asked quickly. Kuon smiled,
"I'm sure Jelly can go around them." he said as he reached up and touched the wound on his head.
"They didn't say I couldn't get them wet otherwise I wouldn't have showered yesterday, but I really want to be natural if I'm spending time at home with you. I lied to you for so long even if it was for good reasons. I have promised never to lie to you again and I keep my word. So 50 minutes later after Jelly had arrived, Kyoko waited patiently as Jelly worked her magic. Using a special effects putty she had covered Kuon's wound and stitches so they would stay dry and safe beneath while she worked, and Kyoko? Well Kyoko did what she always did when she was worried scared or anxious. She cleaned.
At 11:24 am, Kyoko was sitting on the sofa twirling her thumbs when Jelly entered the lounge again. It seemed she had been briefed on the situation by Lory and she smiled at the nervous actress before her.
"How you holding up sweetie?" she asked, sitting down next to the young woman who was white as a sheet.
"Not too bad. It's difficult but I'm an actress. It's my job to act out any role, even if it is one based around...l...l...love." she stuttered and whispered the last word as Jelly felt sorry not only for Kyoko but also for the man she had met and worked with upstairs. The man who loved this woman unconditionally, she had always kind of known about Ren being Kuon, but this had been the first time the true Kuon had been unleashed before her. Though he was still charming and in many ways the same man she had known for years he was also so different. He was clear cut about his feelings and with his emotions. He had talked all the time she had been working on him about Kyoko and Rosa. Which like Kyoko, Jelly found the little girl a soft subject which she had told Lory about but like usual he had taken no heed of her warning.
Placing a small arm around Kyoko's shoulders, she pulled her in and hugged her tightly.
"Now when he comes down those stairs I have to warn you, he is drop-dead gorgeous as a blond. So don't say I never warned you." she smiled and winked at the girl who giggled.
They chatted for a few more minuets about work and make-up which Kyoko adored, before the sound of foot steps coming down the stairs halted their conversation. Kyoko wasn't ready for this, she knew she wasn't ready for this! But why couldn't she move? Why were her eyes fixed on the doorway through which her childhood prince would enter? Why couldn't she look away? But it was too late; his tall figure suddenly appeared there and Kyoko's heart stopped in her chest as before her stood the most beautiful man she had ever seen in her life.
His wavy blond hair was soft and looked like silk as she suddenly had the urge to run her fingers through it. The blond hair really brought out those deep blue eyes. As she slowly stood and walked around the sofa, she was hypnotized by those eyes, and even if she had wanted to she could no longer look away. She had been drawn in and from that moment on, she was falling deeper and deeper into those blue depths.
"Corn?" she whispered as she stood before him. Still gazing into his eyes he smiled softly.
"Hello, Kyoko." with that her arms were around his neck as she hugged him fiercely, whispering in his ear.
"Your wings grew so big and so beautiful Corn." his arms wrapped about her waist and he held her tightly. His wife, the woman he loved more than anyone and he whispered back.
"Only because I had someone as amazing as you to help me Kyoko." Jelly slipped out, she was no longer needed and she decided that Kyoko needed time alone with Kuon if she was truly going to understand what love really is.
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gotta love blond hair and blue eyes :D
Thank you for reading :)
Neh xxx
Comments and reviews please
Roshelle space.
Yep that's the trend, though I prefer a green-eyed Kuon myself. :) What a sweet chapter! Hope you enjoyed it and sorry for getting it out a little late. Also the title of this chapter will more than likely change as I came up with it at the spur of the moment.
