Kyoko's POV
~Charles de Gaulle Airport, 5:00pm~
Yuki was humming to "Foxtrot Uniform Charlie Kilo" by Bloodhound Gang in the seat next to me. Of course we just had to be seated next to the cast and crew of Black Moonlight with three seats in each row and Kuon just happened to be in the seat on my other side. Damn seat trader.
"Kyoko, at least tell me how I upset you." Kuon pleaded for the nth time. I ignored him and pulled out my IPod. I stuck in my earphones, and turned up the volume so I couldn't hear him anymore. The first track was 'Bounce' by Sarah Conner. Sometime during the flight I fell asleep with my IPod still playing.
*Dream*
Two pairs of little hands grabbed mine and pulled me towards the setting sun. One was a little girl with shining amber eyes and two little black pig tails; the other was a boy with short black hair and silvery eyes. I smiled gently at them.
"Thank you, Yuki, Aoi, for showing me this beautiful sunset." I said kissing them both on the forehead. Little Yuki blushed turning scarlet in the evening light, and Aoi smiled up at me sweetly.
"You're welcome, Maman." They chorused. Suddenly, a black shadow appeared, grabbed Aoi and started to drag her away. I tried to grab her but the shadow back-handed me, cutting my cheek with something on one of its fingers and left me paralyzed. "Yuki! Maman!" Aoi cried out as Yuki chased after them. He tripped and fell almost catching them as they disappeared.
"Nee-chan!" He cried reaching towards where the shadow had disappeared with Aoi.
*End*
I jolted in my seat and stared blankly at the seat in front of me. I looked out the window past Yuki's head. Night had set in during my slumber.
"Did you wake up from your nightmare?" A deep voice asked softly. I winced and turned to face Kuon.
"Yes, did I wake you?" He shrugged.
"I wasn't asleep yet. What was your nightmare about?" I gulped.
"My okaa-san… and Aoi." Kuon's eyes harden into unbreakable steel.
"I understand about having a nightmare about your okaa-san but who is Aoi?" I bit my lip.
"Aoi is Yuki's older twin sister." I whispered almost inaudibly. Kuon's eye grew wide in shock.
"I have a daughter and a son?" He asked barely forcing out the words. I nodded smiling weakly.
"Yes, but I haven't seen Aoi for 13 years. I was out back playing with them and somehow my okaa-san had found me." I tried to hold back my tears. "She was getting remarried and was worried I would become a threat to her new husband's reputation so she came to check on me. When she found out I had two kids, unmarried, and working as a chef she was furious." I felt the tears spilling over. "She took Aoi and said if I ever went into showbiz again or caused any sort of uproar she would, she would…" I couldn't finish. Kuon wrapped his arms around me tightly and I started sobbing into his chest.
"It's okay. When we get to Japan we can do a little digging and see what we find." He whispered into my ear. I nodded into his chest. "I have a few lawyer friends who could help out in case she doesn't want to give Aoi back to us. Even if it is your okaa-san that took her that is still kidnapping." He added a devilish smirk on his lips. "Finally that bitch will be behind bars." I didn't have the energy to laugh so I just cuddled deeper into Kuon's chest.
Kuon's POV
~Near Tokyo Airport, 9:00 am~
I grumbled as someone started poking me in an attempt to wake me.
"Wake up, Kuon. We're going to land soon and I don't think we can carry you off the plane." A familiar warm voice said gently poking me again. I opened my eyes so I could glare at the perpetrator. Kyoko was smiling as she poked me yet again.
"Can you stop poking me?" I asked her yawning. She shrugged.
"I could but what would be the fun in that?" She was smiling mischievously. I rolled my eyes and realized I was still holding her. I slowly unwound my arms and Kyoko pouted.
"Hey, those were nice and comfortable. Who said you could move them?" I smirked and leaned forward so our faces were centimeters apart.
"Is that really what you want?" She giggled.
"Would I complain if it wasn't?" Kyoko asked and kissed me gently. I was stunned that she actually initiated a kiss. Slowly, a smile spread across my lips.
"After we get Aoi back there's something I want to ask you." I whispered caressing her face. She smiled.
"I'll be waiting." She said leaned her head into my hand. Yuki coughed in the seat next to her.
"Sorry to interrupt, but we're about to land." He said looking at the floor his cheeks bright red. I chuckled. He was so innocent yet at the same time not at all.
"Ne, isn't that the Mogami Yuki-sama and Hizuri Kuon-sama?" A girl whispered behind me. Her companion nodded.
"Yeah, don't they look alike? I mean except for the fact Yuki-sama is 24 years younger than Kuon-sama and has black hair. Hey isn't there a girl in between them?" She said looking at Kyoko. The first one glared at Kyoko.
"Talk about a lucky bitch. She probably begged Yuki-sama's okaa-sama to give up her seat so she could sit in between them." She said disgusted. Yuki and I held back chuckles as Kyoko rolled her eyes.
"Yeah, I bet his okaa-sama's a real beauty. I mean she was able to seduce a French nobleman." Her companion said stars forming in their eyes. It was getting harder and harder to hold back the laughter.
"You seduced a French nobleman?" Kyoko scowled at me.
"You know I did no such thing. Its obvious Yuki has foreign blood so they assumed he was part French since we live in Paris and he has a sort of noble aura so they thought his father had come from nobility. They weren't that far off, though. You are the prince of the acting world." She added giggling. I rolled my eyes.
"I'm the son of the greatest actor in Japan and the States not the world, Kyoko." She sighed.
"Do you honestly think there are better actors out there?" I smiled.
"You're a better actor." I said winking at her. She immediately shook her head at the idea.
"Kuon, I've know you for 30 years, 4 of those years were when I was an actress and I still had problems with being lured in by your acting. I am in no way a superior actor." I sighed. How can this woman not see her own worth? I asked myself gazing at her.
Kyoko's POV
I peered out the window to see the runway I had left from 15 years ago.
"Is anyone picking us up?" I asked Kuon leaning back into my seat. He avoided my gaze.
"Kuon, who is it?" I asked hoping I wouldn't regret asking. He smiled sheepishly.
"Maria insisted on picking me up and introducing me to her boyfriend. She has no idea you and Yuki are coming." I sighed, and reached up into my carryon luggage. I pulled out a blue ball cap and a pair of dark sunglasses.
"Put these on before we land." I said "I'm going to introduce you as my adopted son, understand?" Yuki nodded his brows frowning. Kuon chuckled.
"Aren't you overreacting, Kyoko?" He asked me. I shook my head.
"Not at all, Kuon. If I know Maria she's going to be overjoyed that I'm back, I have a boyfriend, and a son." I giggled as I imagined Maria's expression. Kuon smiled softly. Soon we were making our way off the plane and towards the luggage claim.
"Oh that reminds me. I need to go shopping for a swimsuit sometime." I said grabbing my small black suitcase. Kuon smiled mischievously. "I know what you're thinking, Kuon. And I'm not taking you shopping with me. I'll take Moko-san, Maria, Chirori-san, Momose-san or maybe even Yuki. But you are not coming with me." I added firmly. Yuki coughed sounded suspiciously like a laugh.
"Kuon~sama~!" Came a shrill cry. Kuon winced and turned around. A beautiful blonde with cheery green eyes was running towards us. She was wearing a red strapless shirt with black jeans and brown flats. She halted catching a glimpse of me.
"O-O-Onee-sama?" Maria stared at me in disbelief.
"Hello, Maria." I said running over to her and hugging her. She immediately returned the embrace.
"Onee-sama, I missed you so much!" She said weeping into my shoulder. I stroked her hair comfortingly.
"I'm sorry, Maria. Now where's this boyfriend that I heard about?" I asked pulling back to see her face. She smiled.
"I can't wait for you to meet Ryuji! He's the sweetest and most handsome man I ever met! No offense, Kuon-sama." She added winking at Kuon over my shoulder. Maria noticed Yuki.
"Who's that, Onee-sama? Your boyfriend?" She asked slyly. Yuki laughed.
"No, Yuki is my adopted son." I said my smile a little strained. "If anyone's my boyfriend it's Kuon." I added whispering softly. Maria squealed happily as a taller Japanese man with black eyes and brown hair came up behind her.
"Maria, didn't I tell you to wait for me?" He asked placing his hands on her shoulders. She glanced up at him and gave him a quick kiss.
"You did, but I wanted to see Kuon-sama and I happened to met Onee-sama." She said releasing me and latching on to the man I assumed was Ryuji's arm. He glanced at me and his jaw practically hit the floor.
"You said she was 35, right? Because the girl in front of us is maybe 20." Ryuji looked down at Maria for confirmation. She shrugged.
"Onee-sama is special and full of mysteries. That reminds me." She added glancing at me. "You never did tell me about what happened with Fuwa-san." I winced. I had hoped she had forgotten about that. Maria had been on set we I had assisted Sho in doing a face plant.
"Maybe another time." Kuon chuckled beside me. I scowled up at him.
"That reminds me. Kuon, you haven't given me a copy of that picture. And I don't want the one off your dartboard or one of your shooting targets." Maria raised an eyebrow.
"Kuon-sama knows how to use a gun?" I nodded grinning mischievously. Yuki was practically on the ground laughing as he watched Kuon frozen by my statement.
"Why don't we leave those two so I can get to Kuon's before five?" I suggested not even bothering to glance at them. Yuki stopped laughing.
"Maman, that isn't very nice." He said getting up. Ryuji's brows frowned in confusion. I realized he didn't understand French and from the looks of it neither did Maria.
"Sorry, Yuki usually uses French when he's out in public because not many people in Paris speak Japanese." Yuki smacked his forehead with the palm of his hand.
"I knew I was forgetting something. Well, it's nice to meet you, Maria obaa-san. Ryuji oji-san." He said bowing politely. I giggled at his error.
"I would prefer it if you used Maria onee-san and Ryuji onii-san, Yuki-kun." Maria said tactfully her brow twitching. He nodded not seeming to realize his mistake. Kuon placed a hand on my shoulder.
"How'd you know about the shooting targets?"
"Because I know you prefer guns over darts unlike Yashiro." Hope you live through tomorrow, Yashiro.
"That sneaky little bastard." Kuon muttered almost inaudibly.