A/N: I truly am sorry that I don't get to update as much. I have a lot of homework and actual work to do...so I'm doing my best. Thank you to everyone who reads and reviews! I really appreciate it! Please enjoy! :D

Angels and Demons

Sho sat in one of the chairs on set, his hands clenched in his lap. "Who is she to you?" Mimori stood beside him, obviously upset, but he didn't care at the moment. Mimori was the last person on his mind.

"I suppose she's…my enemy." He said softly to himself, though he wasn't sure. 'For a second, it seemed that she was going to yell at me, to tell me that she wanted to get revenge or that she was going to ruin my career. But…suddenly her expression changed. Her eyes softened and she seemed so…happy. What was she thinking about to make her show such a face? I don't understand. She came here for me!' He heard a gasp and glanced up.

"Asami-san…" One of the crewmembers got the older woman's attention, and she turned, her mouth opening in surprise. Stunned at the vision suddenly before him, Sho stood, his eyes widening. Mimori looked at the girl in awe for a moment, and then to her beloved idol, who was staring at the other woman with an unreadable expression.

The long blonde wig curled down her back, and her icy blue eyes held his captive. The choker emphasized her slim neck, and the long dress accentuated her slim figure. Seeing his expression, Kyoko's eyes narrowed and her lips curled into a smirk. 'I always thought that she was the one who understood me the best in this world…and, despite the last years spent apart, that I understood her the best. But now…who is this woman?'

For a second, she wanted nothing more than to drive her foot into his shin and enjoy the pain in his eyes. As suddenly as the image came to her mind, she could see Tsuruga-san disapproving frown. 'I wouldn't be any better than Ruriko.' She told herself firmly. 'No matter how much I hate him, a professional would never injure a coworker.' She smirked and walked past him without a second glance, ignoring the feel of his eyes on her back.

'Before…she would do anything for me. As long as I was happy, everything was meaningless to her. Where is that girl? What happened to her, and who is this person?' Unable to stand it, he ran after her, grabbing her arm. She turned and observed him coolly. In his mind, he could see her laughing at his proposing that she come back to him. "Kyoko…what happened to you?" He whispered, looking into her sharp blue eyes. She cocked an eyebrow.

"You are comparing me to the old me, aren't you?" She asked in amusement. He could only stare at the irritated woman in front of him. "Unfortunately that naïve pure girl that you used to know, no longer exists." In a moment of violence, she wrenched her arm away from him. "You killed her." In a second, everyone on set could have sworn that long black wings appeared behind her, and Sho took an involuntary step back.

"She…she's turning into a demon, before our eyes." One of the crew whispered. Asami-san only nodded.

"Sho…did you know that girl from before?" Asami-san asked the shell shocked teen.

"The perfect couple." He said simply. Shoko looked over in surprise. "That's how it was supposed to be. This girl…now she's like a stranger to me."

"I still can't believe it." His manager said quietly. "That girl in the pink jumpsuit…she became so beautiful." As his manager and producer chatted, he stood and walked over to the now calm angel who was staring at him.. She regarded him coolly, her sweet smile dissolving.

"What are you doing?" He asked, lifting an eyebrow.

"Do something about that." She told him simply, and he took a surprised step back when Mimori rushed into his arms.

"I'm doing my best!" The sobbing angel cried. "But I can't because…I hate her!" Kyoko rolled her eyes, while the others stared at her in irritation.

"Wow. Girls really hate you, huh. Doesn't that bother you?" Sho asked Kyoko as Mimori's manager tried to calm her down.

Kyoko's eyes widened and Sho nearly flinched at the hurt there. "This was your fault, you know." She informed him angrily.

"What did I do?"

"You and I were close when we were younger, so girls always hated me for it!" She snapped.

"So…even back when we were kids…"

"I had fans!" She mimicked his voice. "I hate people like you. You don't feel guilty at all."

"Why should I be guilty? We lived together! Of course I was close to you!"

"STOP!" Mimori screamed, flailing her arms, more tears falling from her eyes. "Don't talk about things that I don't know about!" She screamed again. Kyoko rolled her eyes and glared at Sho, who took a step closer to him.

"Just kiss her so that we can start filming." She snapped. He was shocked.

'Is this the same girl that would freak out when I went around without a shirt at home? What happened to her?'

"You killed her." Kyoko's words came back and seemed to haunt him, whispering themselves in his ear. He thought back to the day when she had found him. 'It wasn't my fault. I was surprised that she was there…and she said no before! I…what was I supposed to do! Just let her come in and ask her to move in with me?' He desperately tried to justify his actions to loosen the knot of guilt that was eating away at his stomach. Glancing over to the set, he realized that they were filming. His heart stopped as he caught sight of Kyoko. She was smiling softly down at Mimori, her hands gently running through the other girl's long hair. The other angel looked up at her and slowly smiled in awe, then giggled along with her friend.

'She's captivating.' Shot thought to himself. He hated to admit it, but it was like she was magic. 'Mimori hated her…now she's laughing and playing with her like they are old friends. I have to be careful. Later, when I'm acting with her, I can't be taken in, no matter how sweet she looks, or how strong her influence is. I have to hold my own against her.'


"Are you sure this is okay?" Yashiro-san looked up at his charge hesitantly. "This is a closed set…and she hasn't called you. They're probably filming."

"Hm? It'll be fine. I just want to check on her, and I can wait around until she's done. We won't interrupt the filming." He assured his manger. The shorter man sighed but didn't argue.

The set was easy to find, and they stood on the sidelines, watching as crewmembers placed camera and stood around monitors. A large castle had been constructed and a mattress was sitting at the bottom. Immediately, they spotted Sho Fuwa. He had spiked silver hair that ran down his back, pointed ears, and sparkling red eyes. Ren lifted an amused eyebrow and was about to comment when he spotted her.

The other angel had been easy enough to find. She had long straight blonde hair and was actually rather beautiful in her dress. Then Kyoko walked out. Her long blonde wig and bright blue eyes made his breath catch, and he heard Yashiro gasp as well. She had her head tilted down, as though she were crying. They heard Sho say something to her with a smirk on his face, but couldn't make out any words. She was trembling, and Ren had to physically force himself not to step in. Much to his surprise, her eyes widened and she stared at the ground, as if haunted. "Hey! Are you…" Kyoko walked past him quickly, her eyes on the floor, and Ren's eyes narrowed.

'What did he do to her?' His imagination began filling in some details and he, once again, had to keep himself from causing physical harm to Fuwa, who looked just as confused as he felt. She moved to a corner, put her hands up to her face, and seemed to be breathing deeply. 'What's the matter with her? Is she okay? What's going on! Why isn't someone doing something!' He watched the tall woman with glasses say something to Kyoko, who only nodded and headed for the set.

It was hard to see from the ground, but from where they stood, Ren could just see one of the monitors showing the teens at the top of the set. Kyoko walked toward Sho, a strange, pained look in her eyes. 'She looks…scared.' He realized. 'Scared and determined.' As she neared him, Ren's heart ached when he saw tears running down her face. To his own surprise, Fuwa seemed to freeze. She placed her small hands on his throat, almost gently, and pushed slowly. He leaned back, his eyes locked on hers. As he leaned back over the low wall, his eyes were huge and stunned, locked on hers. When he finally began falling, their eyes never left one another's, and Ren felt a fresh wave of hatred for the boy.

"Sho! Close your eyes!" He heard the woman in the glasses urge the boy on the screen. He didn't though. Even as he hit the mat, his eyes were wide open, and her tears were still on his cheek. He was breathing heavily, and seemed to be glued to the spot.

Now all eyes were on Kyoko, whose face was in her hands. She stayed like that for a moment, then slowly lifted her head. Her expression made Ren's heart freeze, and he took a step back at the gleeful hatred and insanity on her beautiful face. He wasn't the only one. Even the producer seemed surprised at the expression on the girl's face.


Kyoko knelt in her dressing room. After the first scene where they had had so many problems, and then her break talking on the phone with Moko-san, she had been able to immerse herself into her role perfectly. 'It's rare for me to be so happy and relaxed…after living at the inn for so long, and always being unhappy…' She smiled softly. 'I lost myself in acting. I've never felt so…happy! And excited! I'm becoming a professional actress!' She missed the knock on the door, and the sound of the knob turning. It was the words that finally got through to her.

"Mogami-san? Can I come in?" She lifted her head, soft smile still in place, and found the tall figure of Tsuruga Ren standing in the doorway.

"Tsuruga-san!" She cried, standing. He chuckled at her surprised.

"Hello, Mogami-san. I'm sorry to bother you. I finished early today, and just wanted to see how your filming was going."

"Oh!" She smiled softly, feeling her heart speed up at the sound of his deep laugh. 'Does this mean...he cares about me?' "Um…did you see any of it?" She wondered. "Or did you just get here?"
"Actually I got here about a half hour ago, but didn't want to disturb you. I got to see your last scene and Fuwa-kun's retake. You did very well." He complimented her. She blushed brightly.

'Strange…it didn't make me feel so….tingly when Asami-san complimented me earlier.' "Um…actually, I did want to tell you…about it." She trailed off, a little embarrassed. He closed the door behind him and walked over to where she stood stiffly, her hands clasped in front of her.

"Alright." He said softly, sitting in one of the chairs, his eyes locked on her.

Feeling like a small mouse suddenly caught in the full attention of a lion, she blushed again and spoke with her eyes focused on the floor. "Um…Asami-san said that…that I was like a real professional…because I was immersed in my character…and I…I didn't have any trouble acting with Sh…Fuwa-san, because I was thinking about what my character would be…thinking." She could feel the heat of his stare and didn't dare look up until a gentle hand cupped her chin and lifted her face. When her eyes met his, she felt electricity shoot up her.

"That's wonderful." He told her softly. "It seems like you are on your way to becoming a great actress. I'm very proud of you." Her eyes widened a little.

'I'm very proud of you…that sounds like something a loving parent would say to their child…though I wouldn't know. No one…no one has ever been proud of me, or of anything I've done.' He must have read her thoughts, because his smile gentled and he brought a hand to her shoulder and squeezed gently.

She had no idea how she ended up hugging the man. It wasn't planned. Honestly. She didn't mean to. She didn't even think about it as she took a step toward Tsuruga-san who, even sitting, was a little taller than her. Then again, it was less of a hug and more of her throwing herself into his arms, a tear running down her cheek. He wrapped his arms around her immediately, and she was surrounded by a safe, warm feeling. 'I'm safe.' The thought was involuntary, much like the hug. 'For some reason, I know that nothing can happen to me as long as I am near this man. He wouldn't allow it.' As soon as the thought entered her head, she pulled away, stunned at her own actions, expecting a reprimand…or at least a little awkwardness. Instead, he stood, smiled down at her softly, and motioned for her to follow him.

"Are you about ready, Mogami-san?" He asked, handing her the purse on the floor. She accepted it with thanks and was suddenly reminded of the time he lay on top of her in the woods, his lips against hers.

'WHAT! Why am I thinking about that!' She forcefully shoved it away and turned to her sempai.

"Yes. I can leave now. I'm done." They left her dressing room and she hesitated. "Um…I just wanted to tell Asami-san that I'm leaving…is that okay?"

"Of course. I'll wait here." She nodded and hurried off as he leaned against the wall. The sound off approaching footsteps made him look up from his musings and into the eyes of Fuwa Sho.

"You!" The boy nearly snarled at him, and Ren wondered briefly why the kid hated him as much as Ren hated Fuwa. "What are you doing here?"

"Good afternoon Fuwa-kun." He said with a bright, sparkly smile. 'I hate you, you little brat. You'd better hope we never meet in a secluded spot at night.'

Fuwa continued glaring. "What are you doing, hanging around here?" He snapped. "Don't you have work to do?"

"Heh. Actually I'm waiting for someone."

"Waiting for…"

"Okay. Thank you for waiting." The look on Fuwa's face made Ren's day, and he turned with a gentle smile for Kyoko.

"No problem. Are you ready?"

"Yes. Oh…" She turned and her cheerful smile disappeared. "I'm leaving now. Goodbye." She told Sho coldly.

"Hey! What are you doing with this guy!" He cried angrily.

"Excuse me?" The teen glared at her.

"You heard me!" He all but yelled, making Ren's eyes narrow dangerously.

"He's giving me a ride." She snapped. "Not that it's any of your business." Ren steeped closer to Kyoko when Sho did, ready to attack if need be, or to hold Kyoko back if she got angry. He wouldn't mind seeing Fuwa beaten to a pulp by a young girl, but her reputation would be damaged and she would be devastated.

"What are you, a chauffer?" Fuwa taunted the taller man. Ren merely rolled his eyes.

"We." He stressed the word, placing his hand around her waist and pulling her closer to him. Sho watched in horror as she blushed softly but didn't pull away. "need to get going. Goodbye Fuwa-kun." He turned to Kyoko, not giving the boy a chance to respond. "Kyoko,are you hungry? I haven't eaten anything today." He told her simply, grinning inwardly.

As he predicted, the statement distracted her from being called so intimately, and she exploded. "Tsuruga-san! You have to stop neglecting your health! What if you catch a cold again! Who's going to take care of you this time?" Ren nearly laughed aloud and the horror and distress on Fuwa's face.

'Oh Kyoko, that reaction was all I was hoping for and more.' He smiled indulgently at her. "Alright, I'm sorry. Do you want to go out, of do you want to cook?" He asked simply.

"Hm…we can just go to your apartment." She looked up at him suspiciously. "Do you have any food?"

"Heh. No. We can get groceries." Sho was looking back and forth like a spectator at a tennis match, obviously furious and confused.

"Okay. I'll make something simple, so it won't take long."

"That sounds good. If you like, you can stay at my apartment tonight. I'll take you to work in the morning." The soft blush was the perfect icing on the cake, and Ren cheered internally as Fuwa stiffened.

"Tsuruga-san…you shouldn't say such things in public! People will…" She trailed off, mumbling, and Ren laughed softly.

"Sorry, sorry. Come on. We'd better get going." He threw Sho a triumphant look over her head, not caring how juvenile it seemed, and steered Kyoko out the door.

'Why is he holding me so closely? Like we're…' She blushed and didn't let herself finish that thought. 'But…will he be offended if I pull away? I don't want him to be angry…and it really isn't that bothersome… I guess he wouldn't do it if there was any threat to his career…right?'


'WHAT IS GOING ON! She's cooking for him, getting rides from him…STAYING AT HIS APARTMENT!' Sho trembled with anger where Ren had left him. 'And he was throwing it in my face! What is with this guy! Are they…dating? No! Kyoko wouldn't…. right?'


As the two teens fretted about Tsuruga Ren and his relationship with Kyoko, the man himself was enjoying a wonderful evening with his blushing kohai. 'Hopefully we can do this more often.' He thought contentedly as he took a bite of her delicious food.

A/N: It's a bit shorter than the last chapters, but it's a sweet one :) Hope you enjoyed it.