Chapter Fifty
I know that two nights ago, I really disappointed Kyoko in dying my hair. I was just trying to escape the failure that I was feeling. I haven't worked for a long time. I haven't been able to work for a long time so I was feeling self-conscious especially when people said that they preferred my work as Ren. However, seeing her upset and trying to hide it wasn't working for me. I asked Dad for help.
As I return to the house wearing a baseball cap on, I see Kyoko come over to me and Dad and I see that she's a little paler than usual. I look at her before sighing. "Sor-rry it…tt-ook so ll-ong," I tell her and she shakes her head. "I st-till f-feel li…kke…ne-new clothes," I tell her as she blinks at me. I sigh and take off the hat and hear a soft squeak from her. With help from a friend of the presidents, I redyed the base of my hair back to the golden blonde natural color but then I put in some chocolate and caramel highlights making my hair a little bit more interesting. I also had it cut and styled in a more fashionable but relaxed way and they are helping me hide the dent in my head.
"You look so cool," she tells me as she throws her arms around my neck. She grins at me, "I like all the colors," she tells me and then whispers, "especially the gold."
"We also bought some new clothes," Dad tells Kyoko and I smile to him and Kyoko lets her fingers go through my hair again. She smiles as she sees the gold. I know that she's been trying to be respectful but I knew that she missed it. I'm just glad that we can compromise with the highlights.
"Well, dinner will be in half an hour. Do you want to show me them?" she says with a playful grin. Dad smiles and picks up a knife. "I was going to make hamburger and egg tonight," she tells me before picking up the three bags with the clothes in them. "Come on, show me, okay?" she winks to me and I nod.
"I'll cover things out here," Dad tells us and Kyoko leads me to the bedroom. As she sees me standing in the light she smiles with relief still looking at how the light bounces off the gold of my hair.
I reach into the bag before pulling out a number of shirts, a pair of tight jeans and some leather pants, and a leather jacket, all designer and probably sold for more than they're actually worth. It's some kind of luxury to be wearing designer items. I just haven't ever gone to the stores that Kyoko had before I met up with her again or before we started dating, I just had no need to.
"Sh-ould I ggo to the…ba-thrr-oom?" I gesture and she rolls her eyes.
"Well that would be disappointing," she tells me and I smile to her. I undress myself and she takes each piece of clothing and folds it as she watches me. I grab a black turtle neck, long sleeved shirt and put it on as she reaches for the green and gold shirts in the same style. I know she prefers to see me in color. I reach behind me for the gold sweater I bought and put that on before putting the leather pants on. I stand and turn for her before seeing how her eyes have lit up as if she's caught in her magic land.
"Do I loo-kkk ok-ay?" I ask her feeling a little more self-confidence. She stands up and comes over, kissing me softly.
"You are so gorgeous," she tells me, "strong, sexy, gorgeous. I'm going to have to make sure to make more things for your closet." She kisses me again and I feel a strange pull at my head. She pulls back, nervously looking me over. She lifts her hand about to test for a fever and I look down, shaking my head. She keeps her hand in the air as if she still wants to feel for my temperature.
"My ey-eyes," I tell her before looking away. We have both been told on different occasions that it might be good for me to get my eyes tested as any kind of head injury might cause vision problems. "I thi—thinkk…I mi-ght ne-ed glasses."
Kyoko laughs and I stare at her not sure why she is acting this way. She walks over to me and places her hands on my shoulders. "You're going to be really cute in eyewear," she tells me and kisses me romantically before drawing back and holding my hands. "My own sexy librarian, my own Clark Kent," she teases me and I pull her to my chest.
"Thank…you," I tell her and she breathes into my chest.
"Of course, Prince Corn," she says before holding my hand in hers and she brings it to her lips. I'm glad that she seems to agree I need to find myself again. I've been though so much and I don't really feel like the person I started off last year being.
KyKuKyKu
"Daddy, you're so fashionable," Rose tells Kuon proudly as she pushes her hand through her own hair. Kuon just smiles softly as he looks at the meal. "Are you going to be going back to acting?" she says bluntly and I freeze. We were all avoiding this subject. Both myself and Father have been trying to avoid the subject being brought up and now Rose is having us all face it.
Kuon coughs and reaches for water to drink, he smiles in a slightly shy manner. "I ho-ppe so," he tells her and I squeeze his hand. Rose looks thrilled by that answer. "If a dd-ire-cttor…cca-n ww-orkk wi..with me."
I roll my eyes. I personally know a half dozen Japanese directors who would work with Kuon like this and still be beyond happy about it. Maybe even a dozen. I just hope that when Kuon does start working again that he'll pick a nice director like Director Ogata…Director Date now, or someone who cares more about a professional hardworking manner and in exchange would be able to make accommodations for him like Director Shingai.
"I'm sure they will. You'll make the ladies swoon," Rose says and Kuon tilts his head to the side. Is it too early for Rose to be talking like that? No. She's close to the age I was when I first met Corn and I was thinking about marriage and weddings.
"I mi-might…dd-oo..ssomme inte—tervi-iews ff-irs-tt" Kuon replies. I think that's a good idea. He can talk to the fans in that manner and I know that even after all of these years, Bridge Rock's show is still incredibly popular. They would be thrilled to have him on there.
"Will you have a manager?" Rose asks and I pause.
"Nn-ott s-ure…possibly" Kuon tells her and I share a look with Kuu. We both know that usually managers travel with younger stars and those in their twenties, the actors in their thirties do use people to help them with scheduling but are more self-sufficient. Kuon might be considered disabled though so it might be understood or might draw unwanted attention.
"Are you acting too, Mommy?" Rose asks as she looks at me and I smile. I really did once have plans of being the actress to represent Japan and I was told that I had skills which could really help me but that was when I was living in Japan, a very long time ago.
"No. I'll…I'll be doing my fashion work still, we'll be staying in Kyoto at first though, it's quite a distance from Tokyo but it's where I grew up. There are a lot of very pretty areas and we'll be able to go to Tokyo on trips." I smile at Kuon and squeeze his hand lovingly before returning to the plate. Kuon looks at me again and then turns to Rose and Ana.
"H—how ab-out next…we-ek we…can do…somet-thi-thing..toge-ther" he says and Rose smiles eagerly.
"Shopping?" Ana asks and Kuon nods weakly. I can't say that I'm not concerned about us going into the crowds and Kuon feeling overstimulated. I do believe though that he'll be able to do that and I don't want to risk robbing him of his new confidence.
"We-we'll see," he says and I see the way that Father is looking at him. I don't think anyone can be prouder of Kuon than I am but Dad is showing how much of a doting and loving Father he truly is. I am scared to say it because I don't want misfortune to happen to us but I'm really happy with our family life right now.
KyKuKyKu
As I sit there in my bed, I look down at Kuon who is sleeping peacefully. I know that he still sees his shortcomings but to think about how Nate spent years getting to the point where he was at when I saw him and then thinking about how quickly Kuon has recovered. He's amazing. He's accomplished things that nobody would think he was capable of and the fact that he's actually discussing returning to acting again. I just don't want there to be any more setbacks in our lives. I don't blame him for any of this and I just want him to be happy.
I push his hair back hoping not to wake him and he smiles. I'm so proud of him. I slowly step out and away from the bed, grabbing my phone as I do so. I very carefully raise the light so not to wake him and get onto the camera mode of my phone. I take a few photos and then a video. I don't know if that's strange or not to do to your husband but he just looks so relaxed and peaceful.
"I love you so much," I whisper as I put my hand to his cheek and feel a few teardrops slip down my cheeks. I hastily brush them aside. I don't want him to see me crying again. Even though I miss his natural look, he does look gorgeous with those highlights. I like the different colors, the blend of him being Kuon but still showing parts of Ren. I like that the main color of his hair is his golden, Corn-colored, blond.
"H-Hey," he whispers and I pull back. He didn't give me any signs of being awake. I open my mouth to say something but since I'm not sure what, I quickly close it. "You..thi-nkk…the gir-girls will…li-ke Japan?"
"They'll like being with us and I'm sure that they like it. They've always been interested in nature, they've always shared your passion with that and they know a lot of Japanese already and Father and I have been practicing with them. You always made sure that they knew enough Japanese for their age when we went to visit and then you taught them those Russian phrases too. We've prepared the girls for this move even before the accident," I try to tell him and he takes my hand and squeezes it.
"You sh-should get tto…sle-ep," he tells me and I turn off the light and snuggle next to him. He wraps his arms around me and I give a pleased sigh.
"Okay, my love, my prince," I tell him. "I'll try to stay asleep this time."
End of Chapter Fifty
Thank you for reading, reviews are appreciated
Thank you to the reviewers of Chapter Forty Nine
Kaname671
