Chapter 21: Delightful Dream

DISCLAIMER: I do not own Skip Bear, for if I did, Yashiro would push them harder LOL

Yashiro was surprised as Kyoko practically ran out of the elevator with Ren trailing behind. He squealed with glee that she had spent the night again. Although, he told himself not to be too happy since it was these two they were talking about he doubt anything indecent happened.

As he was driving to Kyoko's school, he wanted to take back those words. What was with this heavy atmosphere. Something definitely happened. He looked to Ren first in the rear view mirror who was looking forward his face passive giving away no emotion. Did they have a fight? Already? This was not good.

He turned his attention over to Kyoko, she was practically sitting on the door handle trying to keep as much distance from Ren as possible. He couldn't see her face clearly since she was staring intently out the window.

Yashiro sighed and shook his head in dismay, his work load just increased as he thought how he could remedy this situation. He knew from experience that anything to do with these two personally almost always bled into their work.

"I was so surprised to find Kyō..." he broke off his sentence and gulped as he caught sight of Ren's gentleman smile at max level in the reflection. He decided he would wait until they were alone to badger him instead.

Yashiro dropped Kyoko at the same curb as last time. She quickly scrambled out of the car and bowed to both of them. Her eyes made brief contact with Ren's making her face instantly flame up. She bolted off down the sidewalk and into the school gates.

"Ren, mind telling me why Kyoko is avoiding you like the plague? Wait?! D-d-did you sleep with her?" Yashiro stammered out. His inner fangirl was doing somersaults and cheering on Ren for a job well done; however, his rational side was trying to temper said fangirl.

"It wasn't as bad as you're implying," Ren said flinching.

"Ah-ha but you did do something! It's OK as long as it doesn't affect your work. I'm not judging. I'm actually quite ecstatic. But looking at the way she's reacting, you clearly need to do some damage control otherwise you might end up back at square one."

Ren sighed, he knew Yashiro was right. He didn't want her going back to avoiding him. He didn't think he could bare it. He sent her a text, "I'm sorry. Please don't shut me out, I love you. Have a good day in class."

No more than five seconds after taking her seat, Kyoko was bombarded by her fellow classmates; all of them talking to her excitedly. She had no clue what was going on until one of them pointed out her picture in a magazine for the R'Mandy fall collection. In this shot, there was a hint of Ren as he walked towards her but for the most part she filled this picture. She was resting against the railing her chin in her hand biting on her index finger as she took in this man walking towards her.

Her classmates talked to her non-stop about her clothes, makeup and how gorgeous she looked. Boys that never gave her the time of day were talking to her. They seemed to have forgotten that they hardly ever paid her any mind. She really didn't like all the attention they were giving her but she had to swallow these feelings and accept it. This is the price of being a celebrity, as a newbie she was nothing without her fans.

By the time Yashiro came to pick her up, she had to decline three confessions and deal with a couple of jealous upper class girls tampering with her footlocker. Too bad for them she had lots of practice with this amateur stuff. Natsu-Chan was screaming to have a go at them.

"Rough day," he asked as she slumped into the back seat her perfect posture forgotten. She told him about all the attention she was getting at school because of the R'mandy Photos. He chuckled that it was to be expected. She even grumbled about the boys that had confessed to her. Why were they so shallow? They had taken zero notice of her before hand. Yashiro cringed and thought, "Ah Ren, the world is starting to notice your hidden princess."

As they drove through the busy part of Tokyo, Kyoko was astonished to find her face along with Ren's plastered everywhere, on digital displays on the side of bus stops, but most of all on the giant LED screens on buildings at the heart of Tokyo for all to see. Those screens had the picture of the emperor and right beside his was her golden flirtatious eyes, red lips in a sexy smirk, hand gripping his tie as he inhaled her hair with his eyes closed. She covered her face in embarassment. How could she l-look so seductive.

Staring into Ren's eyes she was reminded of what had transpired this morning. Her face felt like it was on fire. She had managed to get through her school day because the lecture and her classmates had kept her mind occupied.

Yashiro said that she and Ren had been all the buzz. Ren was bombarded with the media at his filming location. He had responded "no comment" to all the questions. Yashiro wouldn't be surprised if her offers increased after this. Also, Fuji-San would also like her to visit his studio for a final fitting of her dress since the awards show is fast approaching.

Kyoko was so excited at the prospect of the dress Fuji-San had conjured up for her. It was sexy and cute at the same time.

"By the way Kyoko-Chan is your phone off? I believe Ren was trying to reach you earlier."

"Ehhh?" Kyoko fumbled for her phone and sure enough it was off. The battery was actually dead. She forgot to plug it in last night to charge.

"Yashiro-san, can I please use your phone to call Ren? My battery is dead."

Ren checked his phone for the millionth time that day. He let out a melancholy sigh, no new messages or missed calls. It was out of character for her to not respond back to him. Even in her most uncomfortable state, in the past, she always returned his call. This was really bad for her to blatantly ignore him. He had been kept distracted from his thoughts while he was working but during long breaks like this one. Images of this morning floated through his mind.

FLASHBACK:

Ren was having the most delightful dream. She felt so real wrapped in his arms. His morning erection buried deeply against her firm little behind. He licked and nibbled on the lobe of the woman he loved while his hand caressed her breast. With a smile, eyes still closed, she turned her body towards him and threw a thigh over his hip, arms circling around his neck. He hooked a hand around her knee and pulled her closer to him. He groaned as he rubbed his throbbing cock against her womanhood. She rocked her hips against him as her mouth closed over his. Their tongues mating in a slow seductive dance. He lingered there enjoying the taste of her for a few moments. Then he kissed his way to her neck nipping, licking, and sucking. She threw her head back in ecstasy as she developed a slow rhythm rocking against his hips. The little sounds she made threatened to undo him right then. He growled as he felt her body quiver against him.

To prolong his torture, he pulled his body away from the warmth of hers since he was on the verge of coming so easily. He trailed soft kisses down the length of her neck to her collar bone and slowly down her chest. She nearly came off the bed when his mouth closed over her breast. He found her nipple with his mouth and through her tank top he sucked at her mound using his tongue to slowly work her nipple hard. His other hand was softly caressing her other breast rolling her nipple between his index finger and thumb, tweaking occasionally. She arched her back and let out a low erotic moan that increased his desire. His hand moved to roll up her shirt baring her breasts to him.

His eyes darkened as he took in the sight of her porcelain skin and rosy tips. He leaned down and sucked her breast into his mouth. His other hand made its way down to the cleft between her legs. Even outside her pants he could tell she was wet. He used the heel of his hand to rub over her sensitive nub while his two fingers stroked the entrance of her core. Kyoko rocked her hips wanting to get closer to his hand. His tongue continued to roll over her hardened peak while his free hand flicked her other nipple. Kyoko clawed her fingers into the sheets and arched her back. She was gasping now dangerously close to the edge. He lifted his eyes to watch her, mouth never leaving her breast, "Ah Corn!" she screamed. Her body convulsed as she found release.

Smiling in ecstasy her her eyes opened to narrow slits and then flashed open startled to find that her dream was still going. She blinked several times, "Oh my God!" Ren's head popped off her breast confused by her outburst. His emerald eyes once clouded with lust wore a look of horror as realization dawned on him. In a blink of an eye he was off the bed taking quick shallow breaths trying desperately to hide his erection from her that was pitching a tent in his pants. "Oh my God, oh my God!" Kyoko screamed as she ran out of his room yanking her shirt back down over her breasts.

END FLASHBACK

Ren hung his head in shame. It had not been a dream at all. He had been having erotic dreams about her for a long time now that he thought it was just another one albeit a very realistic one. She had slipped into his bed in the middle of the night and managed to fall asleep in his arms with no regard for the danger. How could he have been so stupid? He needed to make this right somehow. He'll start first by saying he was sorry. Even if it was a lie. He loved every fucking minute of it and judging from her reaction she did too.

He recalled how he had chased after her but she slammed her bathroom door in his face. He could hear her incoherent muttering from behind the door. She was just too adorable even when she was flustered. He decided to leave her alone for now as he went to get himself cleaned up. In his bathroom, he let a small laugh of embarrassment as he discovered his pants sticky with pre-come. His cock was still painfully hard as he stepped into the shower. The cold water did absolutely nothing for him. He squirted some soap into his hand as he slowly worked it into a lather over his member. Images of her from earlier floated through his mind as he stroked the length of his cock from hilt to tip. His strokes increased as he remembered the way her body writhed beneath his touch. He exploded in his hand as he recalled her expression as she came.

She had locked herself in her room until it was time to leave. The threat that he was only drinking coffee for breakfast was not enough to coax her out to face him. It was only when he told her Yashiro was here that she came out of her room. She couldn't look him in the eye. Every time he tried to talk to her in the elevator she had shushed him refusing to talk about what had happened.

The knock at the the door startled him back to the present, he was needed back on set. He looked at his phone one last time and sighed heavily.

Kyoko was relieved she got his voicemail. She had apologized for not returning his call and told him the battery to her phone was dead. She paused and glanced at Yashiro who she knew was straining to hear what she was saying. Not wanting to say more in front of Yashiro she ended the call. Yashiro's crestfallen face in the reflection of the mirror made Kyoko giggle despite her conflicting emotions.

When they arrived on set, everyone complimented her on a job well done with the R'Mandy ads. After greeting everyone, Kyoko entered her dressing room and found three different deliveries waiting for her. The first one was an adorable stuffed animal with sweets, the card read "Forgive me, love Corn." The second was a dozen gorgeous roses, "Forgive me, love Ren." The third was a bottle of designer perfume that reminded her of the Swan Princess, "Forgive me, love K"

Kyoko laughed. She felt like a cheater as if she was stringing three men along. What was he thinking that silly guy? Not a bad apology but she wasn't sure why he was apologizing. It was entirely her fault what happened between them. She had impurely inserted herself into his bed last night. She probably didn't help matters that she thought she was blissfully having one of her many sexually arousing dreams. Her unconscious knew no bounds, she was pretty sure she made the first move.

It was his look of horror that stabbed her heart as he realized their situation. The thought that maybe he was disgusted by her lack of sex appeal crossed her mind. She no longer knew how to face him but she knew she couldn't prolong this situation. The uncertainty would eat at her until she was left broken and hollow. This morning, she had run to the bathroom to hide her embarrassment. As she stared in the mirror she could see the whisker burns on her face, neck and chest from his facial hair. He had left two hickeys on her body, one on her neck and one on her breast. She touched the one on her breast. The illicit feelings came flooding back into her body as moisture started pooling between her thighs. She shuddered at the memory of euphoria his hand had given her. She took a cold shower that morning in hopes that it would calm her down. It barely helped.

Yashiro entered the room with the make-up artist to get started on her Momiji transformation disturbing her from her unsavory thoughts.

"Wow, Kyoko-chan you are very popular today," said the makeup artist. The set had been buzzing with her and Ren's photos.

Yashiro spied the gifts, he assumed they were tfrom Ren hoping to apologize.

When she was finally in costume she headed out to the set. She greeted Koga and Ashina, the actress playing Chidori.

"Ah Kyoko-chan, looks like Japan is taking notice of you! I was very surprised to wake up to your gorgeous face on every corner. So has he been taking good care of you?" Koga asked flirtatiously. Kyoko's face turned a deep crimson as she was once again reminded of Ren.

Koga chuckled at her embarrassment and thought, "hmm, judging from that response things must be progressing."

He decided to push her a little more, "perhaps if you find him inadequate, I can always take his place."

"Hiromune-san, I assure you, you are not necessary. He is more than capable!" she responded taking the bait. She covered her mouth horrified by what she had just revealed. She looked around hoping no one else was listening. Ashoka just giggled, her costars were amusing.

Koga raised his eyebrows at her innocently, "Well if it doesn't work out, you can always come to this Onii-san. These arms will gladly take care of you."

He laughed as she folded her arms angrily. She was just too amusing. "I see you're still getting presents from various men. At least there was one from him this time."

Kyoko blanched at him, she hoped he didn't find out they were all from the same person. She needed Ren to be more careful lest his secret gets out.

"Cut!" Director Morizumi yelled, "Kyoko-san, I'm not quite sure but something is a bit off. Although you're still acting out the unrequited love feeling, you're not hiding your despair well as expected of Momiji."

They had been filming for the past three hours, this was the last scene that the Director wanted to finish for the day. She had managed to complete the action scenes flawlessly but now that it came to quiet emotion she was struggling to get a grip on Momiji's feelings.

Kyoko closed her eyes to regain her composure, she clenched her first to her chest and thought "I am Momiji" her eyebrow twitched as horror filled green eyes flashed in her mind. She shook her head to clear her thoughts, "I am Momiji," a sexy smirk this time filled her mind. She inhaled deeply and exhaled slowly, "I am Momiji."

Kyoko had finally regained a grip on her character. She executed the scene flawlessly as Director Morizumi expected. She had to think back to the time when she had to hide her feelings from Ren. With that experience vivid in her mind she was able to grasp Momiji again. Her relationship status with Ren had changed so did Momiji's feelings so she needed to revert to her state of mind she was in before he confessed.

Green eyes gazed at the beautiful young woman as she walked towards the front entrance holding roses. His chest constricted as he watched her walk with all the beauty and grace of a regal lady. As she got closer, he stepped out from the shadows to intercept her.

"Kuon!" She cried startled as she grabbed her chest fright. She was relieved it was just her Fairy Prince.

"What are you doing skulking in the shadows?" She asked, "you scared me to death!"

He grabbed her by the hand and pulled her into the shadows of the building with him. "I'm sorry baby. I just had to see you. I became delirious when I didn't hear from you all day. If you have to tie my hands up at night just to feel safe with me then I'm willing to do it. Just please don't say that it's ov-."

Kyoko grabbed his shirt before he could finish and crushed her lips to his to shut him up. Without hesitation he wrapped his arms around her waist and lifted her returning her kiss desperately. She had realized she overreacted this morning due to her embarrassment. That look he gave her wasn't because he found her unflattering it was because of his actions alone filled him with guilt. There was nothing wrong with being touched by or touching the one you treasured most, even outside of your dreams.

"I only just found you," she said when they broke for air, "there's no way I'm giving you up!" Kuon buried his face in her neck relieved by her words.

AN: So I was writing this on my phone and somehow I got an error when I tried to save and of course lost half of what I wrote. I hope I was able to salvage my intentions. I hope the flow is not too confusing as I kept jumping around.

Thanks again for reading and big thanks to those who reviewed last chapter. I appreciate all feedback, it's encouraging.

I have an early flight in the AM and I'll try to use the travel time to work on the next chapter. Until then, sayonara!