Funny enough, I started chapter 7 before 6, well, whatever, either way…
Chapter 7: Dark Sun
The sun shown through clear blue sky, dissolving the many days of rain that Tokyo has had. At the very least, the city rarely snows.
He hated snow.
Shou sighed, eleven months; he's going to go crazy. Shoko had said she saw her in that country many months ago, but when he went therein hopes of meeting her, it shattered, so have his trips to meet Tsuruga Ren. Heck, he even went as far as working with those worthless LME talents to obtain information, as well as meeting that girl Kyoko liked so much, Moko-san or something.
He was drowning in a sea of despair, of darkness. Slowly, he felt as though he was moving farther and farther away from warmth, from success, from bliss. The equivalent as a planet drifting away from their sun, the very object of their survival, the center where it is crucial that they revolve around.
Therefore, he has reached a conclusion to his sufferings.
To him, Kyoko is an object that he must play around with, or he will not be able to exert the negative energy away.
That was all, no more, no less. He is still the same as ever, never changing, their relationship will always be the same. It must be the same, what could possibly become different?
Shit, shit, shit.
Sighing, he crawled away from his bed, and with all of his energy, pulled himself back on to the set. In order for singers nowadays to survive in the world, they must be taking on various jobs. Some go for the obvious, albums, posters, and photo shoots, TV program appearances, personal life reports. The more attractive ones will of course be into modeling, and some even into acting. For Shou, it only seemed natural for him to complete them all.
The drama he was in now is only his second drama, but as expected from the great and wonderful Shou-sama, has already been given one of the lead roles. It's no different from the previous role, in fact, not unlike his current self. A famous actor that works his way to the top, admired by loads of girls who would do anything just to be able to be looked at by him. The only part different about that is that he meets some sort of lame girl in disguise who happens to be the top star in Tokyo, falls in love with her and all that random bullshit. He accepted this role almost a year ago when Shoko had announced that Kyoko would be the lead female. Unfortunately for him, the LME president himself had backed Kyoko out of this and said that she will be taking a short break. Naturally, Shou himself intended on backing out, if it were not for Shoko's warnings and blackmails, he would never act with anyone else. Lucky for him, the replacement, Amamiya was rather cute, except that she simply hated him. Shou still wasn't sure if it was hate for him or for the role, except that she was exceptionally unusual and loathed this one actress that he himself thought was quite cute. Amamiya insisted she was only doing this because she was assigned to when Shou interrogated him, and much to his surprised, threw him a glare of despise.
Bored, he sat down on a table, putting his feet up on the chair beneath him. He pulled a magazine from beneath him that he unfortunately sat on.
What the…
His eyes widened, Kyoko
Title: Kyoko is seen walking with Tsuruga Ren… with a baby?
What the…
He flipped to the article, finding the picture of the woman wearing a hat and sunglasses. She was pretty, and smiling, her hair has grown to a half black, half orange state. He searched her face hungrily, hoping to find some sort of evidence as to what was happening.
If Kyoko was coming back, surely, surely, he was the first one to know.
Gritting his teeth, he jumped off the table and swiftly dialed a number, one that he didn't have to think about.
One ring, two rings, three rings…
"Hello?" A man's voice sounded through the phone, but not that of Tsuruga's.
Wrong number, maybe?
"Kyoko-san is busy at the moment, could you leave your name and phone number for me, I could ask her to call you back." The male continued, oblivious to Shou.
"Who the hell are you?" He shouted, damn it, this isn't the time; I want to know… about the child.
"Manager, I am her manager."
"Hijikata? You are not Hijikata." He murmured darkly into the small handheld device, menace reaching from his voice to the other side of the receiver. He had only heard of Kyoko's manager's voice a couple of times, but being a musician, his sensitivity to voices was no joke. This guy was not Hijikata.
"Who? No, I am not. You see, I'm new. Haha…" Shou rolled his eyes. This guy was an idiot. The corners of him lips pulled up to a triumphant smile. So the idiot resigned. Good. Apparently, the previous manager was very taken with Kyoko, who was half his own age.
"Yes, well, tell me where she's filming now." No point terrorizing him now, I have plenty of time to do that when I meet him.
"Eh? But, I really shouldn't do that." Shou gritted his teeth, this is annoying, and this guy is wasting his precious time.
"Listen, I'm going to offer her a job, but I need to meet her in person, we have worked together before. I am actually a… rather special childhood friend to her." He smiled smugly, of course, he wasn't lying, he indeed held a special position within her heart.
"Ah I see! Well, Kyo-chan has only been back to work for three days so far. She is currently at the la fleur studios, though she would not be free for the next one and a half hours, is that fine with you?"
Shou frowned; did that dimwit just call her Kyo-chan?
"Listen," he growled, with much more alarm in his voice, if I say anything now and he runs off to her… "… Nothing, it's fine."
How annoying, Hijikata the second, huh?
"Ren, good work." Yashiro held out a small folder, which Ren took, smiling.
"Thank you, Yukihito, where to now?" He opened the folder and slipped a card out of it, examining it.
"Well actually, you're free for the next three hours. I cancelled that job in order to fit in your next one. But… isn't this a little soon? The moment she got back… seriously, that director must be tracking her." Yashiro shook his head, "Guess it can't be helped, she's getting a little too popular for her own good."
"He did already delay the movie several months for her." He said, still smiling benignly.
"To think though, that you would finally see Setsu-chan again. Excited, Ren? How do you do it? Being in the same room as her all night for so many days." Yashiro giggled, his fan-girl mode switch turned on. He nudged Ren on the side gently with his elbow, but Ren, who was distracted by the television did not notice, which was probably better for Yashiro anyways.
"…now let's take a look at the drawings that the red team has drawn!" The television hostess announced, "first off, Ryota-san! Wow, Ryota-san, so this is your perception of Tsuruga Ren?"
"Haha, stop teasing me Sa-chan, you know I am quite horrible at art, everything I draw looks like nothing."
"On the other hand, Kyoko-chan, this is a masterpiece!" the hostess exclaimed, "truly amazing! Who knew that you could create something like this on a white board? And in merely ten minutes too!" The hostess held out the white board, which strikingly resembled of Ren.
Ren's eyes widened and so did Yashiro's.
This girl, was good.
"Ah… no… I… thank you very much." Kyoko bowed slightly, smiling and waving her hands.
"Also, Kyoko-chan, I noticed you were holding your marker with your left hand, are you left handed?"
"Eh? No, it's just that Ryota-san was left handed and our hands were bumping into each other so I switched." She explained, earning many awed looks from fellow actors and the hostess
"What? That is amazing Kyoko-chan! So you are actually ambidextrous! Wow, folks, there you have it, team red! Now let's move on to team blue…"
Ren tore his eyes off the screen and sighed lightly, there were still so many things he did not know about her, it really seemed amazing, considering just how much she seems to be able to understand him to the point of telling his physique apart from thousands of people and sensing his moods so easily.
"I didn't know that about Kyoko-chan…" Yashiro muttered, but catching Ren's slightly crestfallen expression, he twitched. "Let's go, Ren, if I don't feed you, Kyoko's going to kill me. But honestly I'm surprised, has she not commented on how you have lost weight?"
The corner of Ren's mouth jerked, how could she not? He was forced so much food down his mouth the day that she got back and was scolded so badly by her that he almost felt as though he was the younger one instead. Honestly, that girl never changes.
"Don't worry though, you'll see Kyoko-chan almost everyday now, live with her for days at a time even. This movie's a tough one, the scenes are so intense that there's no doubt that the director will instantly NG anything that's even just a little out." Ren groaned inwardly. Torture, they were surely trying to kill him with torture. That must be it.
"Well, since you're so close to her right now, why not go visit her? It's only a few minutes away by car." Yashiro suggested, shrugging. "She should be on her lunch break soon too, you guys can-"
"No," Ren cut him off, "I… don't want to interrupt her work." Who am I kidding? Face her now? How the hell am I supposed to do that?
"Come on let's go eat lunch, Kyoko-chan would kill me if she finds out you didn't eat lunch today yet." He sighed, grabbed Ren's planning and placed an obvious check on it.
And the two set out, neither noticed the magazine on the table beside the TV.
"Take your lunch breaks now people! Good work!" The red headed director shouted, smiling happily. It was good to have her model; this girl's a genius!
"Good job Kyoko-san!"
"Nice working with you, Kyoko-chan!"
"Thank you for taking care of me!"
Some long silver hair covered half of her face while the rest was pulled to a side ponytail, some strands of hair hang lose and were arranged fashionably, creating a messy, tousled look. A tattoo was visible extending from the base of her neck to precious bits of her chest, a vine. Covering parts of the tattoo lay a choker, and connected by a chain, was a star shaped silver pendant enclosed by a circle. Her hands and forearms were covered with silky, lacy, fingerless gloves that had some frills along the top. The gloves fitted well with her dress, which were strapless and black leather, with a silver zipper that ran from the bottom all the way to the top, separating her body in half. The dress cut off right beneath her bottom, hugging her tightly. She wore black stiletto boots with silver spirals running from her ankles to the middle of her thigh. The outfit was completed with blood red contacts that swallowed away her golden orbs.
"Kyoko-san, good work today, are you heading anywhere after?" the male model, and her co-star, Okita Akira asked, smiling. He too, was clad from head to toe in black and silver.
"Yes, I'm starting a new job today actually, what about you, Okita-san?" She murmured, moving as less as possible as the hairstylist removed the silver wig.
"That's a pity, I was free today and I was hoping we could have dinner together. Maybe next time then." He winked and accepted a package from the costume designer.
"Yes, maybe. Oh, the next one is the last one!" Kyoko too took a package from the costume designer, which to her surprise was light and white. "Well, see you, Okita-san, thank you for taking care of me!" she bowed lightly and returned to the dressing room, leaving the costume there, she departed for lunch.
What should I have today?
"Kyaaaaa!" A loud piercing scream shook the air molecules around Kyoko, who, startled, look over. "It's Fuwa Shou! Kya! I can't believe it!"
"Chou-san, please have a hold of yourself! You're a professional actress!" Her companion said to the girl, who held her red face under her hands.
Kyoko opened her eyes wide, disbelief reflected in her large golden irises. Why?
Fuwa walked past the girl with long strides without so much of a look at her, today, he was here for only one person.
Defrosted, Kyoko marched off in the opposite direction, this was not the time, and at least she needed to take this to a private setting. Unfortunately, Shou saw her, sighing solemnly, Kyoko gave him a glance, and as though through telepathy, the two communicated quietly, but around them, air froze, and dark, demonic force took over around Kyoko, who turned away, walking off into a deserted corridor.
Following ten steps behind, Shou turned as well.
Though no exchange of words were heard, no gestures were made, everyone in that room at that time knew that those two ought to be left alone, and no one wanted to break that.
She stopped abruptly and closed her eyes.
This past year, all she had learned, all she had lost and gained, now was the time to express them. Now was time to show that she had truly grown up, that she had thrown away the old Kyoko and was now reborn, stronger and more mature.
Several of her demons started to appear out from behind her (who knows where), one from above her head.
"Wait," the one on top of her head muttered, "I'll check the surroundings." It swerved away from the other demons, extending its blue flagella (if that's what it is…) and within a few seconds came back.
"Reporting!" It saluted towards Kyoko and the other demons; "target will reach in approximately five seconds, in approximately five seconds!"
"We shall eat him inside out!"
"Install terror in his very soul!"
"Wait, don't do anything…" Kyoko muttered darkly, "That would only be pleasure to him, the sadistic idiot…"
"But mommy…"
"Quiet! Whatever mommy says, we will stand by, but we will of course protect her heart from that evil substance called love forever!"
Kyoko waved her hand, stopping all of her demons with a single wave. She stood waiting for the growing footsteps to reach her.
She needed a character, now
In a split second, a stance slackened, she stood leaning against the wall, one leg bent. A bored expression overpowered her determined one, and suddenly, all her demons vanished back into her, though the dark aura had not completely evaporated. This time, she herself was the demon.
A slow, cold smile domineered her face.
So, thank you for reading up to here, I get that it gets boring at parts and you would skip it. To be honest, it's fine if you only read the 'present' part of the story, the part that's set in the present, and the trip that I'm writing about is just to explain slight changes in her personality through her experiences…
I'm hoping to start a Q&A/would you rather/truth of dare section for the characters.
If you're interested leave questions, or dares in the comments bar or message me. I'll receive it in my email either way so…
People used to do this all the time before but it seems as though the idea has deteriorated. I really hope this works well!