Chapter 34

"Pumpkin... I already spoke to him about it. You don't need to worry about him, he just misunderstood the situation with Kijima-kun. And no... The clothing that he bought for you did not signify anything of that type of intention. I instructed him to do that if he felt you were uncomfortable with the initial wardrobe." Lory explained to her about the little shopping trip Ren had taken her on during their first night as the siblings and tried to fix his mess regarding Kijima.

Kyoko sighed in relief. "Thank you Father." She let out a tiny relieved laugh. "It had me worried, that I did something that I wasn't supposed to or, that Ren-san thought that way."

He hugged her. "It's alright. Yes... there are men out there that do that sometimes, but I can guarantee you that Kijima-kun and Ren are not like that." He smirked. "I made sure of it." He said slyly remembering the warning he gave the first young man before the party and his scolding of Kuon.

"Oh?" She looked at him a little surprised.

"Not to worry Sweetheart. There shouldn't be any more misunderstandings. So... Are you ready for Setsuka again?" He asked

She smiled brightly as they continued their little luncheon before he sent her in to get ready for the her meeting with Ten. Kuon would arrive later and they would take a cab to the cast meeting for Tragic Marker as Cain and Setsuka Heel.

Lory kept looking up at her worriedly. She sighed. "Father, I'll be okay. I have Corn to protect me." She smiled brightly.

Lory smiled and thought she was referring to the stone. "Okay... I just worry about my little girl. You be sure to call me if anything happens or, if Ren makes you feel uncomfortable. Okay?"

She smiled and hugged him before she left for Ten's dressing area. "Don't worry Daddy. I'll be okay."

He thought his heart would burst when she called him Daddy. She had come so far. He only hoped that this little acting exercise and her being Kuon's protective charm, wouldn't hinder her progress. How could he have known that Kuon or, Corn was hers?

Everywhere she went she attracted male attention. How could she not see that? He groused as he watched the former bad-boy eye his favorite little female. Kuon watched as Taira Murasame leered at Kyoko like a overly hormonal schoolboy and it was irritating the hell out of him. Thankfully Kyoko was fully focused on translating the meeting for him and sending shivers down his back with her warm breath on his ear and her sweet scent in his nostrils. How he was hanging on by a thread and not pulling her into his lap at the moment was beyond his comprehension.

"The director says that the your first day of filming will be the day after tomorrow, Nii-san." She purred and he leaned into her touch, reveling in her warmth before she sat back down behind him.

He glanced over at the young upstart that was obviously eyeballing his very sexy pseudo-sister and her tattoo that was peeking out above and below the tiny hot-pants that Ten had given her to wear. He inwardly groaned at that thought. The small woman would take great pleasure in knowing that every minute with Kyoko in that outfit would be an exquisite form of torture. He gave Murasame a heated glare that told him clearly to keep his eyes, hands and other body parts far from his girl. A look that said, 'She's mine. If you look again, I will gouge out your eyes.' He watched Murasame swallow his pride and refocus on the director and anything, but the tasty little vixen behind them.

Yes, when we get back to the hotel, those shorts are definitely going to need to have some type of unfortunate accident. He smirked at the thoughts of imagining himself cutting, ripping, burning, shredding or, burying that particular tiny pair of leather hot-pants.

"Director Konoe is dismissing everyone for lunch. I'll go get some waters from that vending machine we saw when we came in." She breathed into his ear sending a shiver down his spine. He groaned inwardly as he watched her walk to the hall that they had come from. Her hips swaying in those damnable tiny shorts and her dragon's tail curling up above the waistband on her hip, made his eyes practically glaze over. He didn't even want to think what that idiot Murasame was thinking. That jackass had been eyeballing her the entire meeting. He would definitely need to put a stop to that.

"Hey, Cain Heel... Is he some sort of street performer or, something. I've never heard of him." An irritating arrogant voice assaulted her ears.

Kyoko sighed, fully in her Setsuka persona... He is a hundred years too early to think of matching my Nii-san. She rolled her eyes in irritation, glanced over her shoulder and slowly turned to him.

"You say something?" She questioned annoyed.

She noticed that he had a difficult time peeling his gaze from her tattoo. "Umm... Yeah, I was just wondering if, well you know, if he's really an actor? I've never heard of him before." His eyes finally found her face again.

She listened to him rattle on about his extensive knowledge of the entertainment industry and its denizens and then finally pushed her over her limit when he smiled and said something, in her eyes, that was idiotic. "But, I guess they exist too. You know, second-rate actors who don't get leading roles no matter how hard they try."

At that moment, Kyoko and Setsuka were at one with each other. She brought one of the water bottles to his face and crushed it into him. Neither wanted to soil their hands with this twit. She narrowed her eyes. "Brother isn't a second-rate actor."

He looked at her with surprise and questioned her statement and when she confirmed it, he inwardly leapt for joy. The little cutie wasn't his girlfriend like he had thought initially. However, her reaction to his statement of them seeming like lovers was a little disconcerting and the way Heel-san acted so possessively and handsy around her made Murasame very uncomfortable.

Murasame shivered thinking back on the little scene he had created and had to talk himself out of back in the break room where the two inappropriate siblings had made their little nest. He groaned. "What the hell was I thinking? I'm not that way anymore..." He shivered again. "Good thing I was quick on my feet with my answer. It was a good one... Right? It would look bad if there was actual fighting like that on the set... Right? Director Konoe only said test his temperament. Not actually get into a fight with him." He took another drink of his canned coffee with extra sugar and shivered again.