anonymous: did Kyoko kiss Shou?
You'll find out (now)
If you're looking for a disclaimer, I believe I have one in the beginning somewhere, though I don't think anyone is, so…
Disclaimer: All Gintama character belong to Hideaki Sorachi, I own nothing.
This chapter has too much swearing on one part, but I think the rating is still safe.
I finally got to write about Natsu! Is my Natsu too OC? I honestly can't tell, so if anyone read it, please give me some tips! I think it was too OC, but I can't take a good grasp of where…
Chapter 10 Realizing Victory
Yuuto Nakamura peered through the corridor, he heard faint voices that sounded awfully like Kyo-chan's, who had suddenly disappeared, but he was not quite sure. Curious, he stepped into the hallway.
His eyes opened wide at the scene in front of him.
That's her isn't it?
Her face merely millimeters from the blonde, their lips nearly touching. Yuuto struggled to hear what they were saying, but could only catch few words.
"Course A or course B?"
Yuuto frowned, the lunch menu? Course B of course, course A is pure vegan.
The blonde closed his eyes and leaned towards her, Yuuto's eyes popped out.
I should leave… he decided, before he turned, he saw the girl pull away fast and aim a short wave at Yuuto while the blonde's eyes were still closed. She was smiling slightly at Yuuto, who was deeply confused but had enough manners to wave back.
Few moments later, he saw the blonde's eyes open again, obviously confused at the lack of body contact from his companion. Yuuto, who was brawling with his sudden urge to laugh at him dodged out of the corridor. Haha, he thought she was going to kiss him.
That was a good joke; I'll congratulate her later.
He grinned broadly and ran forward to the kitchen to pick up his course B.
"What the hell is this about? How the fuck are you going to explain this to me Tsuruga Ren? You're cheating on me?" Ren sighed inwardly, not the time; this is definitely not the time.
"Ano, Yamamoto-san-" Yashiro tried, but only to be cut off by the brunette.
"Not a word from you, Yashiro!" She screeched, "so the moment that whore comes back you dump me for that piece of garbage?" Ren winced, this was just too much.
"Yamamoto-san, we were never dating, and Mogami-san and I were simply-" Her eyes screwed together in anger as she pointed one accusing finger at him.
"Damn you, you piece of shit, why don't you just go eat dirt and die!" She shook in rage, "I know you're Cain Heel, what if I reveal that? Haven't you thought about that before you treat me this way?"
Ren sighed once again, if he doesn't hurry, he's going to be late for Kyoko.
"Yamamoto-san, you know perfectly well that the president would not allow that, also, I only just met you one week ago. So if you please don't mind, I do have some business to take care of."
"Business, to hell with that! You're just off to fuck that little whore! Bastard! Don't fucking lie to me!" She shouted without a beat.
Yashiro winced, he had just seen something snap in Ren's expression, and that was never good.
"Yamamoto-san," he smiled, "may I remind you that our scheduled meeting to work on your new, promised interview of me is still unconfirmed? So in order for me to clear my schedule for that, I will need to finish all of my work at hand, so if you please…" He moved past her, "I will see you then."
Yamamoto Muira spun around, brown hair flying. Yashiro, who had just felt a lightning bolt of inspiration smiled at the despicable woman, "for the record, Yamamoto-san, Ren does not like women who had more than five plastic surgeries done on them." Satisfaction dimmed his anger when he saw the woman's jaw drop open.
"You seem rather sadistic lately, Yukihito-san."
Says the Emperor of the Night, Yashiro thought darkly, "Excited to see a certain someone aren't we?"
"I certainly am happy to work with an actress as capable as Mogami-san." He replied, smiling.
"I honestly don't understand your logic. You've been together for three years but still reply to each other so formally." Yashiro shook his head in desperation, "Seriously Ren, what are you so afraid of?"
"I'm not afraid of anything." He stated, "and there's nothing going on between Mogami-san and I, so there's no need for us to be any closer together."
"You've slept together for God's sake!" Yashiro threw his hands in the air in desperation, not understanding this man's logic. The most popular and wanted man in Japan, succumbing in fear of a nineteen-year-old girl, it was just ridiculous in Yashiro's opinion.
"We are actors, it's our job." He said in a final sort of tone, and Yashiro, who understood, decided in one of his better judgments to zip his lips.
The two boarded Ren's very new and sleek sports car, silver again, just like how Ren likes it. The rest of the trip stretched out into a comfortable silence, with the company of the radio.
"And now, the latest topic yet, Kyoko-san's return!" A very girly and squeamish voice squeaked over the radio, "and on her first sighting, as reported by Tokyo-Now magazine, her date with popular actor Tsuruga Ren and the presence of a baby. Now the timing is very correct, considering how long Kyoko has disappeared from the face of the world. Just what is going on? Our investigation is still continuing, and we will let you know very soon! I am Ketsuno Ana and we are the Biz! Now the newest song from Otsu-chan" She finished excitedly, giving a short giggle at the end of her rather short but revealing speech.
Yashiro swallowed hard as he glanced towards Ren, sweat dropping, oh why does it have to be me he thought desperately, of all the times… he moved his hand to the radio turning it to a different channel.
"Today we have Otsu-chan's Omae no tou-chan chome chome! Enjoy" The radio host said, and the loud music crashed against both Ren and Yashiro's eardrums, wincing, Yashiro turned the volume lower.
"Yukihito, both Mogami-san and I fully understand the show-business world, I do not feel disturbed at all by the information, there really is no need for you to feel uncomfortable." Ren said quietly as the music continued to blare.
Chome-Chome sore wa kiken na invitation
Chome-Chome sore wa suteki na intonation Ah Ah~
Yashiro cringed, sure, I totally believe you, Ren.
On cue to save Yashiro from embarrassment and interrogation, his phone rang. Quickly, Yashiro pulled on gloves and took out his cell and answered it.
"Moshi moshi," he answered, "Kyoko-chan, before you start to apologize, it's fine, neither Ren nor I are the least bit worried, so please do not feel responsible about anything. Alright, you may continue."
"I'm still very -"
"No, stop."
"But Yashiro-san"
"You heard me, Kyoko-chan. And please don't call me that, it makes me sound like an old man," he laughed, "We've known each other for a very long time, Yukihito is fine." He eyed Ren, smirking slightly, hoping that he will soon follow his example; it honestly is not that hard, Yashiro could not understand why the man felt uncomfortable with the simple gesture.
"I understand, Yukihito-san." Kyoko said solemnly, though the change made Yashiro slightly giddy, since their age did have a big difference, though Kyoko did not know that, perhaps he should not have lied. The name sounded awkward to Yashiro's ears, and he could tell Kyoko felt the same.
"Well, then we will be there soon to pick you up, are you ready?"
"Um, yes." Kyoko squeaked a little guiltily, Yashiro cringed, no doubt Ren was going to find out and beat it out of her, whatever it was, Yashiro sincerely felt sorry for the girl.
"Ten minutes. Get ready." He hid the slightly warning note, hoping Kyoko would catch it and use the time properly.
"Alright, bye then, Yashiro-san." He pressed the button and took off his gloves, sighing, he felt Ren's eyes slide towards him, and sat up stiffly. After talking to Kyoko, he completely forgot what he had just done, and was receiving a beating from the inside of Ren's mind.
"Ah, Ren… well…"
"Hm? What is it?" He asked, Yashiro sighed in relief, he sounded normal, or at least, not mad to Yashiro.
For the first time since the car trip, Yashiro looked out the window, and was surprised that they were already at the studio where Kyoko was working at.
"What? But I told her…" he muttered incredulously, he snuck a peak at Ren's speedometer and held his breath.
150, he was driving at 150 miles per hour, the lone car on a road. He sighed, Ren was most definitely pissed, and there was no doubt.
"Thank you Otsu-chan!" The radio host announced, "recently, there has been a rumor going around about Fuwa Shou's third year promo video anniversary. It has been said by several reliable sources that there will be a music video released for Fuwa Shou's newest single on the same day, as he's promo video was released. Rumor has it that Kyoko; whose origin is still a mystery and her last name still unknown to the public, will once again shine in his video. The rumor is not yet confirmed, however, we will soon receive new information regarding this subject…"
Yashiro chuckled, rumors will always be rumor, he turned off the radio as Ren parked the car and got off swiftly. It seems as though they were too early and Kyoko was not quite ready yet.
"Shall we wait?" Ren asked quietly, sending a shiver down Yashiro's spine.
"No, we are meeting her new manager as well, so we should go meet them in person." Ren sighed, he ran his fingers through his hair and tucked one of his hands into his jeans pocket, leading Yashiro to the elevator.
"Damn it Shoko!" A familiar voice muttered, causing a vein to pop in Ren's temple, his lip twitched once as he looked towards the direction of the sound.
"Just pick me up already! I didn't bring any money! I get it, I won't run off anymore so just… and I've only been gone for an hour anyways… okay okay, I understand, the director's angry, I know…I… yes… you… you did what?" Sensing danger, Yashiro dragged Ren into the elevator, where the actor was obviously fuming, though his expression showed nothing.
The elevator doors open and the two walked forward towards the studio, where two women stood on guard.
"Who are you looking for?" The brown haired one asked lazily, slurping on miso soup.
"I was hoping to see Kyoko-san." Ren replied, referring to Kyoko's stage name, the woman sighed.
"Why don't you wait here until-"
"Geez! Look up!" The other one hissed to her, annoyed, she looked up and found her face to face with Japan's most desirable bachelor, eyes widening, she apologized quickly and hurried inside to find Kyoko.
Much to Ren's and Yashiro's surprise, the person she led out was none other than Watanabe Yuuto, the man resembled very much like the one on the picture that Yashiro had searched up for him, except his hair was slightly longer.
"I'm really very sorry, but Kyo-chan is quite busy at the moment."
Kyo-chan? The two thought in harmony, much to Ren's own dismay, he felt rather angry, which he knew was quite childish.
"You are…?" The man asked the two, holding out a hand suggestively.
"Tsuruga Ren, pleased to meet you, this is my manager, Yashiro-san." Ren smiled dazzlingly at the man, who had a sign of recognition in his eyes.
"Ah! Yes, Kyo-chan mentioned you would pick the two of us up. She is nearly done, would you like to come in?"
"It's fine." Yashiro butted in quickly, if Ren hears this guy say Kyo-chan one more time…
"Very well, she should be out shortly." He peaked through the door behind him and beamed ecstatically, "Oi! Kyo-chan!"
Ren twitched involuntarily, and Yashiro put a comforting hand on the poor guy's shoulder, "Kyoko's here." He muttered quietly, so that only Ren could here. Understanding Yashiro's tone, Ren cleared his throat.
Kyoko pushed through the door, holding a small hand bag, she bowed to Ren and Yashiro, "I'm very sorry, Tsuruga-san, Yukihito-san!" she shouted, "I wasn't aware that you were already here!" She bowed again, her long hair swung back and forth.
"It's fine, Mogami-san," Ren smiled, "you are on time, we just arrived earlier than we thought we would, and we had the pleasure to meet Watanabe-san."
After much delay and reassurance on Ren's part, the four ended up on Ren's sports car, which felt much more crowded than usual.
"I have informed Yuuto-kun about the general picture of our roles." Kyoko hesitated as her demon sensor antenna popped out of the top of her head, which indicated Ren's irritation.
"He's going to kill mommy!" it shouted to the rest of the demons, all of whom hidden behind Kyoko to avoid the light Ren was emitting.
"The bright creature will destroy us!" One of them shouted, shielding itself from the light as smoke came out of it, "it burns!"
Yuuto on the other hand, was humming happily, "Kyo-chan's a really awesome actress, so I can't wait to see her in this movie!"
Sensing danger, Yashiro replied, "Since the Heel siblings have to manager, Ren will drop the two of us off soon before their transformation." He explained, "we will be handling any problems that may come through to these two that could reveal their true identity, as well as organizing job schedules, since this movie does have lots of interference with everything else. I will be assisting you for the first few weeks."
"Thank you, please take care of me." He tried to bow in his seat, which ended up like a rather awkward jerk of his head.
"Here's our stop. Good luck, Ren, Kyoko." Yashiro said solemnly, and then let out a very fan-girl like nudge to Ren, "seize the opportunity!" He giggled and then got off the car, leaving Ren sweat dropping.
"Take care of Kyo-chan, Ren-san!" Yuuto waved and jumped off with Yashiro, Ren and Kyoko watched the two retreat into the building, then they drove off, to LME, where they have an appointment with Jelly Woods.
Shoko picked up the pieces of paper that Shou had worked on last night, usually, his work was messy but well organized, there were normallymany things scratched out an replaced, this one on the other hand was rather clean.
Victory
Spinning round and round
In my sheltered world
I remained unfound
Until the darkness unfurled
Just too many doubts
I was lead off my path
Believing that I
Had found my victory
But roses with thorns
They
Take me apart
Stabbed by the devil's
Horns
I lost my heart
So I
Kept on running without turning back
Not giving a doubt of everything I had lost
The further I run the more my heart turns
Black
I fell into the
The truth I tried to hide
My memories are
Taking over my head
But roses with thorns
They
Take me apart
Stabbed by the devil's
Horns
I lost my head
So I
Kept on running without turning back
Not giving a doubt of everything I had lost
The further I run the more my heart turns
Black
Now I
No longer hide the truth in my heart
Escaping all the roses thorns' and devils horns
Facing the locks that have been blown
Away
Can I still claim my
Victory?
I will bow down to
My own soul
So I
Take the path that shines in my heart
My way to toss the sorrows I created away
Mend the sins that tore my apart to my new
Future
My real victory
Victory
Shoko sighed, so the boy… it's too bad he doesn't know it yet, even though his subconscious already understands… if only he wasn't so stubborn.
She smiled, but then again, that's why she desires so much to make this boy accomplish his dreams, like this song, both his work, and love life.
She threw on a jacket and grabbed the envelope, first stop, drop this off at LME, and then, pick up stupid Shou.
Ren held his breath; she looked phenomenal, there was no other way to describe it. He himself have gotten into Cain Heel's general attire, and he knew that he should get into character soon, Kyoko on the other hand, was already full on Setsuka.
She had grown more curvier than before, even Fuwa Shou could not say that she had no breasts any more, she slimmed down even more than before for her modeling job, so her long legs seemed to go on forever. She wore a tight leather skirt, barely covering her bottom, Ren wasn't sure if he wanted her to bend down or not. Not with those clothes that Jelly Woods preferred so much to the black pants that Ren had forced Setsu to wear, which is much more to his own sanity than Cain Heel's, who probably would not have had a problem with it… he would just kill anyone who dared to look at her.
Her hair flared out in its usual style, except that this time, it was longer than usual, and instead of having pink streaks, they were instead blue. She wore a red strapless tank top that could be untied like a shoe by simply pulling the lace that was holding her breasts together. A short leather jacket with her sleeves rolled up was covering some of her skin along with boots that reached to the middle of her thighs.
Ren swallowed, this was torture, but at least he could change her closet once they were alone.
"Oh yes, Setsu-chan," Ten piped up, "I have prepared all your outfits in advance this time, please do not change your closet this time." She glared at Ren, who smiled back politely; just my luck… but perhaps the trench coat was too much. He thought to himself, remembering the last movie they made together two years ago.
"You two will set out to Kyoto in about an hour to meet the director." Ten continued, "I guess I spent to long making her pretty, so you should set out now if you don't want to be late." She smiled apologetically and hurried the two out.
She grinned proudly at the two retreating figures, the world will soon be blown away by the talents of these two, Tragic Marker III, do your best, Ren, Kyoko!
Yashiro looked over, "Ah, Sawara-san gave you that?" He commented at the packages Yuuto was holding, after spending some time with him, Yashiro noticed that Yuuto was in fact… an idiot.
"Yup, he said it was something from some Fuwa Shou, and Kyo-chan left this one, she said it was from Beagles and to accept it, and this one is from a drama." He nodded at the two envelopes.
Eyes widening, Yashiro swallowed, two at once? Ren's gonna blow!"
"What are they for?" His voice quivered slightly at the memory of the demon lord who seemed to have taken a nap in Ren's body.
"An ending song and two music videos."
"But aren't they usually from the companies, why did Sawara-san tell you…"
"Well, they had the names on it, the company name was too long so I didn't want to say it." He grinned stupidly, causing Yashiro to imaginary face palm.
Ren, you've got a bad start, my friend.
Not far away, just as the Heel siblings were boarding their plane, Shou was picked up by Shoko and was recording his newest single.
In the same studio, a certain silver haired man was showing his friend a text.
Parallel and unknown to one another, the three groups were preparing for an inevitable clash.
My English isn't very good, I would be very grateful if anyone could help point out errors. Thank you.