Homecoming
A/N: Well, I haven't uploaded in a while. I've been struggling with a few story ideas but the current situation of Skip Beat! is making this difficult. I hope the "Unexpected Result" is good for these two! Here's a little something set in the future. (I may write a Part 2 if you want and if my creativity stays with me.) As always, I hope you enjoy~
Stepping from the plane, I could feel my heart thumping in my chest. I was not sure what to expect. It has been so many years since I was here… since I had come home. Would things be different? What should I expect? Outwardly I hoped I continued to project the calm and collected façade I had developed for work. Inside I was a jumble of nerves and self-doubt. Was I really ready to face my demons?
Crunch of bone as I slam my fist into someone's gut. Exhilaration as my enemy falls to the ground, writhing in pain.Yelling and the pounding of footsteps.The screech of tires and a cry of despair break through the still night. I hear the thump of a body and the crunch of glass as my friend flies through the air and crashes into the ground.His girlfriend holds his body, shoulders trembling while tears stream down her face. Uncaring of the blood staining her clothes and soaking the pavement. I can not hear her sobs or her shouts. Only one word reaches me, "Murderer!"There is a deafening silence.Slowly, the pool of blood creeps towards me, an icy coldness flowing up my body and draining my life-force.
A hand comes and grips mine, jolting me back to the present. Welcoming the warmth that radiates from our joined hands, I look over at my companion and smile slightly. Bringing our hands up, I look into her eyes as I kiss the back of her hand, thanking her silently. The blush that steals across her cheeks enchants me. The smile she gives in return takes my breath away. It takes all my self-restraint not to stop right there and pull her into my arms.
Nerves and demons banished for now, we continue forward towards the baggage claim area. As we walk, I notice a group of passengers from our plane pausing and glancing back at us. Fingers raised, they cover their mouths as they whisper to each other. Turning to my companion, we share a rueful smile as we wait to see what will happen. Have we been recognized?
It's not until we are grabbing our bags from the conveyor belt that one of the passengers step forward. It's a young woman, phone in hand and a hesitant smile on her face."Are you Kyoko? Who played Mio in Dark Moon?" she , my companion glances at me before replying, "Yes, I am."
Visibly excited, the woman says, "It really is you! Mio is one of my favourite roles of yours, but she is so different from how you are normally that I couldn't be certain! I was wondering if my friends and I could take a picture with you?"As Kyoko glances over at me again I nod my encouragement. It's not everyday that her fans come up and greet her in person. Offering my skills, I take a few pictures of Kyoko and the group of friends. I have to restrain myself from glaring at one of the men for standing a bit too close to Kyoko, knowing that they were just trying to fit in the picture. Afterwards I stand to the side, checking our pick-up information while I wait for Kyoko to chat with the group.
After saying their goodbyes, the group leaves and Kyoko turns towards me. Eyes twinkling with excitement, she tells me about the group and how supportive they seem to be of her roles and the work she's done."I'm amazed though," she continues, "that they couldn't recognize you!""Most people wouldn't know me." I say smiling and gesturing to my blond hair."I do!" Kyoko states."Yes, but you're special." I respond. Teasing I continue, "You have studied every inch of my body so intently you could give my measurements for-" Kyoko slaps her hand over my mouth as she looks around and blushes furiously."I get it! You don't need to say it that way! It makes me sound indecent."Chuckling, I kiss her palm before removing her hand from my mouth."No one was listening. Come, we should be getting picked-up soon."Nodding she grabs her bag and we head towards the exit.
As we near the doors she pauses and turns to me, "Do you think-""That my parents are the ones picking us up?" I finish for nods."I wouldn't put it past the president to do that, but they're probably busy with work." I respond, shrugging."Well, we will just have to wait and see. What name are we looking for otherwise?""Cain Heel."Kyoko looks at me, surprise written all over her face. "Really? Cain?"Chuckling I nod, "I know. Not a name I thought I would be using again."Eyes glinting, she looks down and responds as she pulls at her skirt, "Uggh, Nii-san. Why do I have to wear this? When will we be in our room so I can change?"Getting into character as well, I reply, "Just a little longer, Setsu."We banter as the siblings for a few more minutes until I look at my watch and say, "Come, it's time."
Reaching out I grab and squeeze her hand in thanks as I gather my courage. Will this be the first time I am seeing my parents in America again after 8 years? Taking a deep breath, I check we both have our bags and then we are off, through the doors and to what future awaits.
