Chapter 7
From what she could gather from the experience of helping Maria with her little problem of thinking that her father didn't love her, the divine souls were scattered across the mortal plain; just because you have a divine soul, it doesn't mean your offspring is going to be a demigod; finally, the awakenings of these said souls absolutely needed a catalyst of some sort to bring them around.
Kyoko flopped down on her futon, exhausted. She was definitely going to have to be more careful and she decided that she would absolutely not be revealing any of her specialness to mortals. Something like that had been messy in the past and it most certainly was not something she could deal with right now, alone. She was going to wait patiently for her sisters to come to her as she had gone to Zeus and Phobos had come to her.
She rolled over and sighed dramatically. She honestly didn't mean to upset Mnḗmē, but she also couldn't come straight out and tell her that the skills of the muses were equal to each other. That was something that she felt that her sister would have to discover on her own. She just hoped that Mnḗmē wouldn't despise her when all was said and done. She wanted to be best friends with her sisters again. She truly missed it. She longed for someone to talk to and tell her secrets and Phobos was just too high strung for something like that. She wasn't even sure if he would be able to contain himself once he discovered who Deimos was.
She rolled over again and thought of what Maria had made her remember. Her eyes grew sad when she realized that be it a human mother like Saena Mogami or, her Titaness mother Mnemosyne, she had never really had a mother that had truly loved her or, nurtured her. Certainly Aphrodite had welcomed her as her own child and approved of her far more than Ero's love Psyche, but she was more of an adoptive mother and the fact that Ares had approved of her union with Deimos helped immensely in the matter.
She rolled and sighed again. Thoughts of her encounter with Ren Tsuruga came to mind and she gritted her teeth. My, my he had been a perfect ass. He almost reminded her of someone, but her mind was just not yet prepared to tell her. She did know that it made her heart ache and think of Deimos once again. It made her feel heartsick to continue thinking of him like this. She pulled out her little blue stone that the child Corn had given her when she was young and gently placed a kiss on it, murmuring her mantra that she would be alright and hoped with all of her heart that she truly would be.
She sighed into her pillow and turned the little blue stone in the palm of her hand once again. "I wonder if I will ever see them again." She drifted off to sleep with dreams of her extended family and the wonderful times that they had spent together before they were separated.
In his sleep, a young man known as Ren Tsuruga in Japan, Kuon Hizuri in America, and Deimos on Olympus, dreamt of a little girl with raven-black pig-tails and eyes as gold as freshly minted coins. He smiled softly in his sleep at the fleeting memory and it gradually evolved into an angry sprite with strawberry-blonde hair and the same golden eyes that had been more than happy to flip him the bird and call him an asshole. His brow furrowed then softened and he chuckled in his sleep. Finally a new dream. One that he had been having quite frequently these past few weeks after the filming of Ring Doh with Ruriko. It was a dream of a passionate, raven-haired beauty with molten gold eyes. The feel of her skin, her sounds as he made love to her and the smell of her hair assaulted his mind and wrapped it in a haze only to have it slip into the recesses of his mind as soon as he was pulled from his sleep. The only thing he could do about it, was wonder what he had dreamt about that had put him in his state and remedy that state with water as cold as ice. It was frustrating to say the very least.
She thought that she would be able to contain the anger as she looked on from the shadows in her chicken costume. No such luck. At least this time she was more aware and didn't inadvertently inspire the little roach again. That was at least until he groped her and insulted her on her body shape.
Hm, Father told me not to harm him, but... what's a little harm in a sore throat? She smirked. Maybe a couple of weeks should do.
Sho coughed a little after he left the stage of Kimagure Rock and rubbed his throat. Throughout the rest of the interview, his throat and voice got progressively worse. By the time everything had ended, it was at a faint squeak and his manager Aki Shoko was worried sick. He was her meal ticket after all, and it wouldn't do for him to lose or, damage those golden chords.
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"Shoko-san... From what I can tell, there is absolutely nothing wrong with your client. There is no reason he shouldn't be able to speak. No illness, no swelling, no damage. All I can suggest is that the problem he's having with his voice is psychosomatic. Has he been under any stress or, extreme feelings of guilt lately?" The doctor asked.
Shoko glanced at Sho as the young man sat on the exam table tapping it rhythmically with his fingers. "No... I can't think of anything he would feel guilty or, stressed over." Unless he's feeling guilty about that girl. She shook the thought off.
"Well then, I would suggest your standard home remedies for sore throats like honey and lemon, ginger teas and gargling with salt water and such. It should clear up in a couple of days. Otherwise, I really don't feel comfortable prescribing anything for him." The doctor told her and left the room.
She turned to her charge. "Well Sho... The doctor says it's all in your head. Probably guilt or, stress."
He looked at her as if she had sprouted a second head and pulled out the pen and pad she had given him earlier.
What the hell do I have to feel guilty or, stressed about? I've never felt better! He doesn't know what he's talking about! Get another doctor to look!
Shoko shook her head. "No Sho... I think he might be right. If it was a cold you would be running a fever or, coughing or, something. That's just not the case. I think you're just going to have to do as he says and wait it out."
Sho's shoulder's slumped. Fine!
Aki Shoko shook her head and sighed. "I'll be right back. I'm going to pay the bill."
He waved her off and flopped down on the exam table wracking his mind on anything that might be stressing him out and just couldn't find anything.
