AN: No offense meant to anyone but I hate modern day Kyoko. I love her during Dark Moon act and Heel siblings act but I hate her. Sorry, had to get that off my chest. It won't affect how I write my fics (other than Our Twins, lol)

Act 67 – Sweet Tamagoyaki

Kyoko looked at the food in front of her and smiled, she loved the Taisho's food and she really had enjoyed when she had been cooking for Kuon on a regular basic but the food that they were providing her with now smelled and looked delicious. The assistant put some tea in front of her and Kyoko smiled, "Thank you," she said happily and Haruki sighed.

"Sorry that we were only able to provide lunch boxes," she apologized with a weak smile. "We had originally reserved seats at a restaurant but due to the changes in the schedule." Kyoko froze. She knew that she shouldn't react to that but it was her who had slowed everything down. She didn't want to say how good the bento looked and draw extra attention to herself but she needed to pretend to be comfortable with the development so as not to draw attention to hersef.

"We have to start filming right away after this, sorry about the inconvenience," Haruki continued to apologize.

Kyoko picked up a package and turned it in her hands. A towelette? She smiled, it was very considerate of them to provide this even just for bento boxes, she could wipe her hands before she ate and try to be as respectful as possible despite the way that she was pretending to act. She paused as she heard Sho and Mimori talking and looked up at them.

Mimori was blushing and was holding a wrapped bento to Shotaro, she had made him something? Kyoko couldn't help but feel a little nostalgic about that fact. In the past she would have woken up early just to present him with a bento. She had done it with a smile on her face at the time, hoping that she could one day see Sho's face at knowing she had poured her heart into making something for him. It appeared that Mimori was feeling the same way.

Sho groaned, "Really," he said as if he didn't care that she had done something special for him, "It's all because you said you'd make me a bento that the staff didn't buy me a lunch box," he complained and Kyoko felt surprised at his rudeness. She would have felt incredibly hurt had he said something like that to her. Of course, Mimori had more time than she had had in the past but still, it was a sacrifice of her time that he was carelessly dismissing.

"Eh, don't be like that," Mimori replied, "I spent my whole morning making this."

Kyoko felt nauseous as she remembered the sad past when she would have gladly done something like this. She had memorized all of Shotaro's likes and dislikes since he was a child and she would make what he enjoyed most. She was such a fool. He most likely trashed whatever she made anyway. The only thing he would eat was leftovers from Daruma-ya and most likely because he didn't want to go out to the store.

"Sho-chan," Shoko said with worry as she turned to her client, "Mimori worked really hard to make it. You should eat it," she told him and Mimori's manager said a quick apology for the situation. Even though Kyoko didn't really like Mimori, she felt compassion for her. Shotaro was being too rude. This girl had worked hard in order to create something for the guy she likes and though Kyoko hated the idea of doing that herself, she didn't want others to fall into her dark hole of rejecting love.

"I know," Sho sighed and Mimori's face showed even more happiness. How could she let this jerk affect her so much?

"Waaah!" Mimori said with a great deal of excitement, "Really?" she said as she held the bento in front of her. Kyoko felt sorry for her, wasn't she picking up on Shotaro's vibes or his dismissive attitude. "Please eat a lot!"

Mimori sat down and teasingly held up some rice with her chopsticks, holding it to Sho's mouth as he looked incredibly pissed off. Even if she disliked Mimori, Kyoko couldn't help but feel sorry for her. She was completely blinded by love and love for someone who didn't deserve even her time. "Here! Open your mouth!" she laughed and Sho glared at her.

"Stop that," he told her extremely pissed off and that was making Kyoko feel pissed off too. Kyoko put her hands together deciding to just concentrate on her own meal. Just a few moments ago she had noted to herself that it smelled really good and looked really good. She didn't want to be reminded of her sick and twisted past and that was what watching those two was doing to her.

Kyoko opened her eyes just as Shotaro took a bite of the tamagoyaki in the box. His eyes widened in disgust as he tasted it and Kyoko felt her heart pounding. He had to work through this, he knew that, right? He was a popular guy so he should know how to interact with his fans and coworkers. He wouldn't do something insulting like tell her that he disliked it. That might crush her.

It was most likely a sweet dish, Sho had hated the sweet tamagoyaki since he was a small child. She knew this but many others didn't. She wasn't sure what he was going to do but he had to at least have some type of class. He had to have some very very small goodness in his heart.

Sho looked side to side between Mimori and Shoko who were both eating and not paying attention to him. Kyoko watched as his attention drew to a trash can. He wasn't going to just toss the entire thing away, right? Mimori had truly put her heart into creating this for him. He wasn't that insensitive, was he? Kyoko was horrified by his insensitivity. He wasn't even willing to try for her? His ego was bigger than even Kyoko had expected and that was saying something.

Kyoko hated to see this type of disrespect, especially when she was facing the nostalgia of her own past. She grabbed hold of a salt packet and sild it over to him, staring at him with a judgmental glance. He wouldn't dare to upset her, would he? He had to think clearly and he obviously wasn't.

Sho looked up at her in shock, had she just given away her position? Had she just shown her entire hand of cards.

"Oh, yeah," Mimori smiled helpless to the situation, "Is there any type of food that you don't like?" she asked and Shoko chuckled and shook her head, turning to Mimori with kindness.

"Mimori-chan, Sho-chan's motto is "no food can bring me down"" she told her and Kyoko continued that judgmental glance, she knew him better than both of these women. "I've never seen Sho-chan be picky about food."

Mimori squealed, her cheeks turning red again. "Wow! So cool!" she exclaimed and Kyoko could see how excited she was. This lunch definitely wasn't turning out to be so good. Sure, the food was good but Kyoko wasn't too fond of the company. She chewed her food, trying to ignore Mimori who had thrown her arms around Sho. "Sho-chan is so cool!" she said happily and Sho took another look at the salt packet. "So stylish!" Mimori complimented him.

Kyoko wanted to tune out this entire conversation. It wasn't worth it to pay attention to it and it reminded her of things that she'd have preferred to forget. No. It wasn't worth her time or consideration.

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Kyoko felt the pain through her body. This was bad. There was a huge possibility that she had just told him who she was, that she had exposed herself to him. Shoko had said that he didn't have preferences when it came to food and she had just given him a salt packet because she knew the exact opposite to that statement. She had just seen herself in Mimori's place and acted without reserve.

The Akitoki agency had created image of Sho Fuwa as someone who has nothing that he wouldn't eat and he would have exposed himself by throwing that in the trash. If word had spread that he had tossed an actresses' homemade bento in the trash he would have lost all popularity on his own but she had had to act kindly to her. She should have just left it.

She had shown her true colors, her private knowledge to her enemy and it was because of how he had scarred her in the past. She sighed, she should have just left it alone. What if he knew her plan at this time.

Kyoko sighed, she would have to go over to the make up artist soon. Makeup. That word brought such joy to her, maybe it was what she needed to get over the pain of the day.

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Kyoko sighed dreamily as she sat just a foot away from Mimori's chair. Both the makeup artist and Mimori stared at her, feeling worried about how she was just there and she was sighing as if she had just been given a kiss by the boy that she was in love with.

"Wha—What is it?" Mimori asked annoyed and a little creeped out. "Why are you staring at me!?"

Kyoko laughed, she watched her and had a sense of dreaminess in her eyes. "Eh, I was just thinking about how pretty you look," she commented as she laughed to herself and Mimori stared at her as if she had just whacked her head and forgot how much Mimori disliked her.

Kyoko clutched her hands happily and swayed from side to side, "Ah, I want to get a makeover too," she said and Mimori looked at her annoyed.

"Ah," she said defensively as she showed dislike in her eyes, "No matter what kind of makeover you get, you won't be able to get Sho-chan's heart!" she declared and Kyoko blinked, she wasn't after that idiot's heart. She was here to get revenge on him and make him feel small and insignificant. "You are definitely not the type that Sho-chan likes!"

Kyoko looked at her and with a monotone voice nodded, "Yeah, I know." Kyoko looked Mimori over, she was definitely more of Shotaro's interest physically. She had a petite body but very large breasts. Those were two things that Shotaro had more interest in than her personality. "His type is someone like you," she said as she rolled her eyes and Mimori stared at her in surprise. Now she had been complimented twice by her. Mimori had been mean to her and Kyoko sighed, she had been nice to her twice.

Of course, their goals were completely different and Kyoko didn't want to even imagine a situation in which she would want to win Shotaro's heart. That was a disgusting concept to her especially after all that they had been through together. Kyoko sighed, she would try to wait it out and base her next move on Shotaro's reaction.

There was a knock on the door and they all turned around.

What the heck was Shotaro wearing?

End of Act 67

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