-The ABC's of Skip Beat: G is for Genteman-

[Type]: General, Friendship [kinda]

[Summary]: Shoutaro and Kyoko watched an interview

[Gentleman]: a man whose conduct conforms to a high standard of propriety or correct behavior.

Shoutaro and Kyoko were sitting in his room, well it was actually the living room but the only one who really used it for relaxation really was Shoutaro. Though she did like to spend time here, reading and just being near her Prince. Her eyes darted across the textbooks, so used to tuning out the noise of the TV only becoming distracted based on Shoutaro's moods, as long as he was happy she could be at peace. Shoutaro's happiness meant the world to her. Even when she thought about all her troubles she wanted him to be happy, the one thing that seemed truly good in her life was him. He was always there at her side, she knew him better than anyone and while she would never allow herself to cry in front of him knowing how he didn't know how to deal with her tears she still believed after all these years that he was her Prince Charming.

So when he started to show signs of agitation her eyes darted towards him, his eyes were focused on the screen and so she followed. A man who seemed too tall to be real was sitting on a stool, his legs stretched out before him, compared to others but that wasn't likely what was bothering Shoutaro. It wasn't as if he was short, he was actually pretty tall himself. It was the little scrolling text under the screen: Ren Tsugura, Age 19, Actor, Most Desirable, Most Eligible Bachelor, Japan's Number 1 Actor.

Kyoko's eyes narrowed slightly, 'How many titles does that man need?' Though she had to admit she didn't know how the acting world worked and she didn't pay much attention to movies or tv shows, so she could honestly say she never has seen this man. 'Can't be that famous.' she said thinking about Japan's true number one actor; Hozu Shuuhei. Though she couldn't recall for the life of her what his real name was. She mentally shrugged her shoulders as she watched the screen. She could see how he was seen as attractive, lots of women were attracted to the way someone looked but that wasn't her. She took pride for example in knowing that no one knew the real Shoutaro, they only knew the Shoutaro that was beloved and a flirt. They didn't know even half the things that she did about him and to love was accepting the good and the bad in people and she did just that. Even with Shoutaro's faults and he had plenty, she still loved him. Still understood that the one thing he didn't want in this life was to follow his father's footsteps, not even his uncle's he wanted to be a singer and he was really good. Though she admits again to herself she didn't know much about many bands or singers as Shoutaro's mother didn't find such noise proper for a young lady to listen to and so she stray away from anything that could make the people whose care she was in, upset.

"That should be me," he said kicking his feet up on the table causing one of her books to scatter to the floor. She quickly picked it up holding it to her chest as she looked at Shoutaro, mentally sighing she turned back towards the image of Ren Tsugura.

"It will once you become get signed." She smiled towards him as he looked at her face before looking back towards the TV, she wasn't sure what was going on in Shoutaro's head but she had an idea. Normally it was just him building up his self-confidence as whenever it fell the only way to fix it was to help him rebuild it and that meant allowing him time in his own head. She opened her textbook once again and putting it off to the side so she could keep working on her schoolwork, there was an exam coming and she while she was more than happy to stop anything and everything to help Shoutaro she needed to really focus on this as well.

"I can't believe that guy!" Her eyes darted back towards him before turning back to the screen to look at the man that was starting to become a problem. Her eyes narrowed as she stared at him, while he did answer the questions thrown at him, she noticed that his smile seemed to get just a bit brighter during those times, not to say the answers he gave weren't really answers if in her mind. Vague at best, easily to be taken anyway.

Kyoko knew that Shoutaro couldn't read people like her, well more correction he couldn't read most men, other than with jealous or envy those two emotions he could read just fine. His real skill was in making any woman, old or young fawn over him, though he only tended to really care about the pretty ones, those ones got his special attention. Though she has seen that attention plenty of time, she also took care to note that none of them saw the real him. That made her far more special compared to the others and their jealousy was truly seen, the awful acts they did, she had tried to call him Fuwa-kun once, he had gotten so hurt, so upset about it that even if it meant being bullied she would never allow herself to call him anything but Shou-kun in public. At home, it was Shoutaro which he allowed, even though he hated his name. Though that was likely because it dealt more with his mother than anything else, always correcting her. Her eyes darted around the room for a moment, "Shou, you shouldn't let that man get to you." A faint smile in her pride of calling him by his shortened name and not being corrected washed over her before his hands came slamming down on the table in front of her causing her to jump slightly.

"Are you saying I'm jealous of that loser?" the anger and hurt were mixed in his voice and she tried to think if she said something wrong before shaking her head quickly no. "That's right, I have no reason to be jealous over that guy." He said leaning back crossing his arms in front of his chest as he glared at the screen, her eyes look in Ren once more trying to figure out how to fix the problem when it slowly began to click in her head.

"He's not that great at all Shoutaro," she said turning back to him, "He's nothing like you. Anything he does you can do better, you just haven't gotten a contract yet because of where we live." She looked down at her hand holding up a finger, "First you know how to treat people with respect" well that was when he wanted to get something he wanted, but that didn't mean he didn't know how to do so, "You are very popular here, even more than he is." Which was true, most people in their school only ever spoke about him, "I highly doubt he can sing, that takes real talent." Which she really believed with all her heart, anyone could pretend everything was alright, she did it all the time, so that meant that it couldn't take that much talent to play out a role. "People like you... really like you." Her hand fell to her lap, "unlike me..." she had slipped up she knew it, the pain in her voice was clear but she wouldn't cry, she would never cry. She could feel Shoutaro pause for a moment before his hand fell on top of her head, running his hand through her hair.

"Hey, you said you didn't need anyone but me. That I was enough for you to be happy." The worry echoed in his voice. This was the part of him that made her know he was a real prince, that he was kind and he cared about her even with all his faults. She was special in his world and she nodded happily as she looked up at him, "So cheer up alright?" He said softly a real smile played across his features, one of the rare ones that no one really ever seen and she could only nod again. "Right." He said pulling his hand back and leaning back into the couch. The comfortable silence between them taken hold again as she began to look over her textbook again, able to drown out the interview on the TV. "Hey, Kyoko?" She lifted her head up towards him, "Do you really mean it?" He cleared his throat slightly, "That I'm better than him?"

Kyoko beamed a smile at him, "No one of this world could ever compare to you Shoutaro" she said happily and she meant it. There was no one of this world that could compare to him, the only one who was likely better than Shoutaro was her Fairy Prince Korn but that wasn't something he ever needed to know. He would never understand and it would only hurt him in the end that there had been someone who held a place in her heart that might rival his.

"Hm. Okay." He said grinning at her before groaning as his mother was calling for him. He got up pausing in his step, "Hey Kyoko, you'll always believe in me right?" She tilted her head slightly confusion echoing in her mind for a moment.

"Yes, Shoutaro, no matter what I will always believe in you." He let out a breath as he gave a small nod of his head and walked out of the room. Her eyes darted back towards the screen, worry echoing on her face. 'But it won't be easy...' she said grabbing the remote. She paused for a moment staring at Ren Tsugura's once again smiling, a smile that made her shudder, "There is something off about that smile... it's not comforting at all..." she shook her head clicking the screen off. Her eyes darting back towards her schoolwork, before banging her head against the table, "I hope I can get 100% this time to make Her proud..." she said touching the top of her head. Thinking about how Shoutaro had patted her, the one thing she always wanted her mother to do for her even though and smiled softly.

A/N: The letter G is brought to you by A Musing Brunette. While may not be exactly what was expected, I do hope you all enjoyed this little short. See you when the letter H inspires the next little short!

As people really liked the last letter story, I will see about perhaps expanding on in the future. As it would fit in with one of my plans for a possible Skup Beat story. Thank you all for the comments and I hope everyone who celebrates Turkey Day enjoys it and stay safe during Black Friday!