I Dream Of Kyoko
He entered the small office of his new manager and quickly locked the door behind him. He needed privacy for this. He refused to allow anyone to find out about her. She was the only thing keeping him afloat in the craziness of the entertainment world. She was the little extra boost he needed when his mind went blank and he couldn't find it in his own talent to go on.
He took the little ancient coin out and gazed at the image on the face of it. He smirked, then gently caressed it with his thumb. The coin vibrated and glowed. In a shimmering cloud of gold, she appeared before him. Long silken black hair that fell to her waist. Thin black silk barely covered the most alluring parts of her body, leaving her arms, legs, hips and midriff completely bare. Gold armbands, bracelets, anklets and collar displayed her status as a servant of the coin and whomever owned it. Her golden eyes were perfectly lined, her cheeks were erotically flushed and her eyelids were darkly shaded. Her lips were as red as the blood that flowed through his veins and glistened in the soft lights of the small room.
"What is thy wish my Master." Her voice was devoid of all emotion. Wishes had consequences, but for him the rewards outweighed them. She never volunteered what the price was and he never bothered to ask, he didn't care to know.
He smirked. To own a slave like this... "Kyoko... You know what I want." He whispered greedily.
She nodded and obeyed. She languidly closed her eyes and exhaled softly, sending shivers of excitement down his spine. A familiar feeling washed over him. "It is done." Her face was expressionless. "Do you require anything else, my Master?"
He waved her off. "No... I'm done with you. You can leave."
She left him in a shimmering whirlwind of gold dust. He smiled proudly, flipped the small coin and placed it back into his left pocket. He unlocked the door, sat at his manager's desk and began penning the new music that she had gifted to him.
After his encounter with Ren Tsuruga at TBM, he was livid. He pulled the little coin out as soon as he entered his apartment and angrily rubbed it. She appeared before him as she had so many times before, except this time she was delivered in a pillar of fire, leaving their surroundings untouched. Her silks were in golds, reds and yellows like the fire around her.
She narrowed her eyes at him in an irritation that she hadn't shown before. "What is your bidding Master."
He was taken aback. This was new. Did it mean something? No matter, she would always be his as long as he possessed the coin. "I want to be the Number One Bachelor in all of Japan. I want to rank above Ren Tsuruga. I want him off the list!" He ground out.
She smirked at him for the first time since she came into his possession. Her flames turned blue and her clothing oscillated to match the change as she slowly and seductively walked to him. Her small soft hand caressed his face, to his ear, down his neck, to his collar bone and rested on his chest. Her soft, warm, sweet breath caressed mind and her silken lips grazed his ear as she whispered. "Are you willing to give anything?"
He blushed and nodded wordlessly.
"Very well." She twirled around then kissed him. "Thank you."
He looked at her puzzled. "For wha...?" and before his eyes she vanished. He furrowed his brow. "What the hell was that?" He angrily shouted as opened his hand that contained the coin. "IT'S GONE!" He screamed in panic. "NO!"
He didn't know why, but something made him look down at the floor before him as he walked down the halls of Fuji TV after his latest interview. The interesting little coin shimmered in the light and caught his attention. He picked it up to examine it. "Wow... It looks pretty old." He whispered softly to himself. He placed the little gold coin in an inner pocket of his jacket close to his heart to keep it safe. He would take a better look at it when he got home.
As he drove home after dropping off his manager, he couldn't help but think back on how well his day went. For lack of a better word... it was perfect, too perfect; although, he still felt off. Lonely. So very alone. He hoped tomorrow would be just as good. Maybe he would find that intangible something that was missing.
As he entered his darkened, empty apartment, he removed his shoes, tossed his keys on the counter and pulled out the carton of orange juice and took a long drink. He stood in the glowing light of the refrigerator and took note of its contents. He removed a left over take-out carton, opened it and sniffed. "Still good." He then heated it in the microwave and grabbed a fork. He sat his dinner on the coffee table and removed his jacket, tossing it on the sofa behind him and sat down for dinner. As he ate, he flipped on the television to be comforted by the background noise that took his mind off of the starkness of his life. The little coin shimmered on the floor where it fell from his jacket and caught his eye. He leaned over and picked it up, examining it under the lamp next to the sofa.
Deep in the recesses of his mind, at that very moment when his heart was making a wish that his mind wasn't aware of, something told him to kiss the coin. He followed his impulse and was rewarded with a slight little electrical shock to his lips. A warmth spread down his spine, through his torso, to his arms, to the tips of his fingers and down his legs to the tips of his toes. He suddenly felt sleepy. The world went dark.
Ren Tsuruga awakened the next morning feeling more refreshed than he had in years. He looked at the little coin that still lay in the palm of his hand. He couldn't shake the feeling that it was very valuable, so he carefully placed it in his safe where he kept his important documents and passport and locked it away for safe-keeping. He showered like any other morning, brushed his teeth, combed his hair and dressed casually stylish, like he did every other morning. He left his apartment, picked up his manager and drove to work, like every other morning; although, on this morning he was approached by Lory Takarada and was told about the new talent section. He called it the LoveMe Section. It would be used to help new talents to gain the important emotion that they had lost or, didn't have. Lory wanted him to stay at the office today, to meet the new talent that had shown up at the auditions. It seemed as though she was lacking in every aspect of love, according to Lory. He wanted Ren to escort her to his office when she came in, after all he did represent LME. Ren reluctantly agreed.
In all of his life he had never met a woman that could tie him in the knots that the girl named Kyoko could. Every time he was around her, he was Kuon. His hidden heart cried out for her, it beat only for her. The first time they had met, she had angered him. The second, she intrigued him. The third, she amused him and the fourth, she had ensnared him. She didn't even need to do anything to do it either. Her mere existence pulled out Kuon and made him want to live.
He was proud of her Mio. Stunned by her Natsu. Enchanted by her Setsuka and blown away by her Momiji. He was angered by the rocker that claimed that he had rights to her. Claimed that she was his property. He had even had the gall to use those exact words. Ren wanted to snuff out his existence. Had he known the truth, he wouldn't have bothered himself with it, for a Djinn's wish has a penalty. The penalty isn't always the same from person to person, but a penalty there is. Had Ren known that for each of Sho's wishes, a year of his life would be deducted, he would have not given the boy a second thought. He would have pitied him. The life of a Rock Star is a brief one and the amount of wishes that the boy had made, made his time very short.
Kyoko had tasted the love of friendship and family. She had Kanae, Maria, Chiori, Lory, Kuu and many others to introduce her to the world filled with love she had never in her long life encountered for herself. The only aspect that she now lacked was sitting next to her in his living room, on his sofa revealing to her, what he believed as a sordid past. She felt something inside of her grow and expand, it was a warmth she had never felt. She scooted to the floor before him, gently took his hand in her small hands and held on.
"Tsuruga-san, you don't need to tell me your secrets. We all have secrets." She told him gently.
He looked into her eyes and knew she had her own, but persisted. He couldn't leave the one he loved so dearly in the dark. He shook his head. "No, I want you to know."
She made a decision. If he was doing this for her, she would give to him the same courtesy. "Very well then." She stood and backed away from him and a soft glow filled the room and caught his attention. "I have something you must know also." She told him as a shower of silver and gold fell over her and swirled about her, lengthening her hair past her waist and returning it to its silken black. Transforming her clothing to their original silks that barely covered her beautiful body, that now were in shades of purples and blues, then decorating her with the gold that had no longer served to enslave her.
She knew she was taking a risk with what she had revealed. To test his devotion to her she uttered the words that she felt would break her heart if he responded incorrectly. In an emotionless tone she asked, "What is thy wish my Master..."
He looked at her in disbelief. He didn't want this. He didn't want to be her master. He didn't want a slave. He wanted her love of her own free will. He answered. "I Kuon Hizuri... wish for your freedom. Your freedom to choose." He stood and slowly walked to her and watched as tiny tears started to streak down her ivory cheeks. He gently caressed them away and tilted her head to meet his gaze. "I wish to love you for the rest of our lives. I wish to give you all that you deserve." His lips softly met hers and pulled away. "I love you Kyoko. I don't want to be your master. I don't want a slave. I don't want anything from you but, your love."
Her eyes softened. "Can you really love me?" She asked.
He smiled and nodded. "For eternity." He told her.
She smiled radiantly, then pulled him to her and kissed him passionately. Her fingers ran through his hair, her hands caressed his neck and shoulders. He felt a soft tingle start from the top of his head and race throughout his entire body as he wrapped her in his arms. She pulled away slightly and giggled. "For you my love... This is my gift to you."
He gasped in surprise as a glittering shower of gold covered him, lengthening his dye-stripped hair down his back and to his waist. He watched as he was clad in silks and gold. "Wha...?"
She smiled and nodded. "Anything you want shall be yours by your own doing."
His green eyes narrowed and he smirked lustily. "Anything?"
She nodded once again.
He laughed then scooped her into his arms. "Then I want you..." He kissed her passionately as he held her closely and a shower of gold took them to a quiet little secluded beach of an undiscovered tropical island in the middle of the Pacific Ocean, for him to enjoy his heart's every wish.