Chapter 53


She stormed into her dressing room, tossed her bag on the counter, and grabbed her mascot costume angrily, not noticing the observant male sitting on the sofa.

"Bad day?" Kuon asked, startling her.

She looked up at him in surprise. "K-Kuon? I-I..."

He chuckled, and shook his head, taking her by the wrist and pulling her into his lap. "It's okay. I kind of figured out you were Bo awhile ago, Babe." He confessed with a light, chaste kiss, stroking her back gently to calm her down. "Wanna talk about it?" He murmured into her hair.

She sighed in contentment. He always knew what to do to calm her down. She nodded. "Yeah, but when we get home. It's not private enough here."

He nodded in understanding. "Okay..."

She gave him a hug and a quick little peck on the cheek. "I need to get ready." She told him, rising from her position.

He gave her a cute puppy dog pout, as his hands slid from her waist, down her butt, to her thighs, and back to his side. "Can I wait here?"

She giggled. Yes, he definitely put her in a better mood. She just hoped that what she was going to tell him, wouldn't ruin their evening at home. She nodded to him. "Of course you can." She grinned, pulling off her regular clothes and slipping into her tank-top and bike pants, wiggling her formerly black, silk-clad, toned bottom.

He lightly slapped her butt. "Don't start something you can't finish here, and now Setsu." He growled lustily.

She turned and leaned in, whispering in his ear. "I would very much like to finish this at home, Loverboy..." She nipped his ear and he groaned. "After dinner." She giggled and went to put on her Bo suit.

~xoxo~

Sho really thought he had some juicy gossip that would destroy both his enemies. Setsuka Heel was married into the famous Hizuri family and she was cheating on their son with Ren Tsuruga. It really couldn't get any better. All he needed to do is either find a way to contact her in-laws or better yet, leak it to some sleazy tabloid. He just didn't know which was better at the moment. After the most recent beating that little bitch gave him, he wanted to pick the outlet that did the most damage.

He smirked triumphantly. "Tabloid would definitely be the best." It would not only ruin her marriage, it would destroy her image. Possibly even get her kicked out of Japan by the fans of Tsuruga, and Tsuruga's rep would take a huge hit for having an affair with a foreign, married woman. His clean image would be destroyed. Life couldn't get any better. Too bad he didn't have dirt on Vie Ghoul.

He could hardly wait to tell someone how "The Setsuka Heel/Hizuri" was always seen with Tsuruga out to eat, in his car, walking with him, and that stupid lovesick face Tsuruga always wore around her. It delighted him to know that he'd heard her and this "Kuon" talking about telling his parents that they were married, in her dressing room. He reclined on the leather sofa of Shoko's office, and propped his feet up on the arm, with a smug smile on his face.


As she buzzed around the kitchen, like a busy little bee, he sat at the counter and watched intently. He could definitely tell something was bothering her, but he'd promised her that he would wait until after dinner to broach the subject. Although, the suspense was practically killing him.

From the time they finally got home, until they sat down for the evening to enjoy each other's company, in the living room, her mind had been a tempest of emotion. That arrogant pest was being a problem once again, and she had no idea how to remedy the situation. If he went to the tabloids about what he had, they would think that she was cheating on Kuon with himself, and there really wouldn't be anything they could do about it unless Kuon revealed himself or they stayed away from each other while he was Ren.

She honestly didn't care what people thought about her. There had been rumors about her from day one, and she had other things to occupy her time if needed. She did worry about Kuon's reputation. The fans and sponsors in Japan could be quite puritanical when it came to their entertainment idols. Papa seemed to be the only entertainment mogul that didn't restrict the personal lives of his "children". He was definitely the only one that encouraged it and didn't pick their partners for their image.

"Tell me... What's bothering you, Setsu?" He murmured as he gently rubbed her back while she cuddled into his side.

She sighed deeply and grumbled something, and he chuckled. "I really can't hear what you're telling me, if you say it into my shirt."

She looked up at him and pouted cutely. "Someone overheard us in my dressing room yesterday."

He raised an eyebrow. He really didn't see a problem with anyone knowing they were married. "And?"

She groaned. "It was Fuwa. He cornered me in the parking garage, and accused me of cheating on Kuon with Ren. He told me that he wouldn't say anything if I included him in the Paris show."

He furrowed his brow in anger. He was getting seriously sick of this little punk. Who the hell did he think he was doing something like that to her? "Are you okay?"

She nodded, and then grinned mischievously. She giggled. "I pepper sprayed him with your little gift, then kneed him in his twig and berries."

Kuon let out a snort then laughed. "Ouch!... You should let Lory know." She started to say something, and he stopped her. "If it comes down to it, I'll drop the stage name. Not really a big deal, Setsu." He kissed her crown. "We should probably call him tonight." He told her, pulling out his phone and flashing it at her.

She really hated this being heaped on him like this. They still had filming for Tragic Marker coming up, she had filming for BoxR, and then there was the trip to Guam they were looking forward to. Yes, it would be for work, but they wouldn't be working 24/7, and they planned on spending their days off as a little impromptu honeymoon. She did not want the added irritation of Sho Fuwa adding to the stress. There was just too much to do.

Finally, after both speaking to Lory, straightening everything in the apartment before bed, a nice relaxing bath together, they were dressed for bed and resting comfortably. Lory assured them he'd look into it and do everything in his power to take care of their little problem. Honestly, it didn't seem like Fuwa would be easy to take care of. He'd been a thorn in her side since she came to Japan and made the stupid mistake of going on one date with him. He was self-absorbed, thought he was more important than he actually was, and felt that everyone owed him something. She had a hunch that this one would be more difficult than Papa thought. Hopefully he had more than a few tricks up his sleeve.


This boy was starting to be far more trouble than he'd anticipated. Not getting what he wanted initially, he had the nerve to basically blackmail his beautiful little goddaughter to get what he wanted. Lory was fully aware that people like that existed in the entertainment industry, but he certainly hadn't had to deal with any of them in a long time or when it came to his two favorites. At the moment, since the garage cameras hadn't really picked up the harassment that the boy was casting on his favorite couple's relationship, he honestly really couldn't do much. There were no pictures or film footage, not to mention the fact that just before they married, Setsu had traipsed off to Hawaii for a small vacation. To the public eye, she would be a cheating whore, and Kuon? Well, they just didn't see men the same way they saw women in this society. They could forgive her for the initial error, since they weren't even dating in the fall yet, but now that she was married? That was unforgivable, and there would definitely be some serious fallout from it. Unless... Well, that was only something that Ren/Kuon could fix. Maybe he would find a better solution in the morning, after a good night's rest.