Chapter Two - Pudding

Kyoko excused herself from the room, not sure how to deal with what was going on inside but she felt a little better when she saw the medical team going to check up on her husband's body. She tapped her thumb to her chin. She didn't want to think about how this was most probably because of him hitting his head and being in the accident, it was most likely something much worse.

Kyoko paused as she took out her phone. She didn't want to say that magic was not to blame, after all, she hadn't thought that anyone could develop hate on the scale to which she had mastered it. She walked away so that nobody could hear her speak and dialed a number that she wished she didn't have to call.

Maybe her sweet and loving Kuon would be there, maybe it was him answering the call and she could tell him that she still loved him. She was hoping to hear his voice but instead it was the arrogant voice of Shotaro Fuwa that she could hear.

"Hi?" he asked sounding confused, "Kyoko? It's pretty early, you that desperate or something? I don't remember us having plans but if you want to see me that badly."

Kyoko sighed, he sounded the same but then Kuon had sounded a lot like Sho as well. "What have you done with him?" she asked and Sho coughed, almost choking on his 'perfect breath'.

"What have I done with who?" Sho repeated and heard Kyoko growl so coughed again. "I really don't understand you sometimes," he told her. "I haven't done anything with anybody. Now, if that great and famous Hizuri has left you then he's obviously not as great as you've been telling everybody that he is." Kyoko rolled her eyes, "I mean. He must have awfully bad taste if he was going to ditch you, turns out I'm not the only man who has lost your trust due to selfish reasons."

"What makes you think that he's left me?" Kyoko asked before one of the doctors approached her. "You swear that you're Sho?" she asked and Shotaro laughed.

"Leave the drinking to people who can handle it responsibly," he told her and Kyoko hung up the phone without any parting exchange of words. She tried to steady her breathing and once she had done so, she turned to the doctor.

"Kuon, is something wrong with him?" she asked and the doctor nodded. "Can I see him?"

"Do you know what a psychotic disorder is?" the doctor asked and Kyoko shook her head. She knew what psychiatric illnesses were, she knew what being insane or mentally unstable was but she didn't know what the doctor was referring to.

"Your husband believes that he's somebody else," the doctor attempted to explain and Kyoko took a deep breath in. She already knew what they were referring to. They were going to tell her that her precious Kuon now was committed to the belief that he was Sho Fuwa. It definitely felt like a nightmare.

Preparing herself to face him, Kyoko stopped at the doorway and nodded. "He thinks that he's Sho Fuwa, doesn't he?" she asked and the doctor nodded. Kyoko took another breath in and managed to wipe away all of the tears. Despite him thinking that his ego was bigger than his paycheck, she would care for him. It was her duty to do that for him.

She walked into the room and raised an eyebrow as she stood by the doorway, "So you got hurt, did you?" she asked and saw Kuon roll his eyes at that statement.

"Even you wouldn't be stupid enough to insist that I chose to go to the hospital, would you?" he asked her and Kyoko steadied herself again. He looked just like Kuon, it was that his brain was damaged and she promised that she would love and support him through sickness and in health and thinking that he was Sho was definitely categorized as a sickness.

"No, you're right. I wouldn't be that stupid," she said as she nodded to the medical team that it was okay. She looked at him, "Guess I was right about it though. I'm not the one in the hospital."

"You know," Kuon laughed bitterly, "You better not have caused this. My throat is my source of income and I have it insured. I bet that you couldn't even sell that guy's entire collection of junk in order to pay for the legal bills."

"You mean his car, our house, his wardrobe, exercise equipment, electronics, the shared bank account. You would just be one more asset that the two of us had," she said before looking down. "I'm glad that you're alive though. It would have hurt me more that you would have died."

"Only that you don't love me," Kuon said and Kyoko stared at him. She opened her mouth and was about to tell him that she didn't love him but she couldn't say that to him. Even if he thought that he was somebody else, she still loved him. She had held love for Shotaro in the past but her love for Kuon was far greater than that. Tears came to her eyes and she tried to breathe normally.

"I love Kuon. I will always love Kuon, no matter what," she said passionately as she wrapped an arm around herself. He'd heal and go back to being him right. He wouldn't be like this forever. She'd soon have her sweet, kind, supportive Kuon back by her side and things would turn out okay in the end.

"You gonna get me some food or just cry over that wimp who won't even be here," he said and Kyoko stood. She needed to get some space anyway. At least he was speaking in a stronger voice, maybe the doctors had helped him with his voice because he wasn't speaking like this the last time that she had been in here.

"I'll get you something to eat," she whispered before walking away and looked at him once more. She loved him. She never wanted him to suffer. This wasn't fair for him.

…..

…..

Kyoko smiled as she looked at what she had been able to find at the cafeteria. Maybe it wasn't the world's best pudding but she had been able to find him the caramel pudding in which Sho would love. She paused. How far did she have to take this anyway? Yes, there was a truth that Kuon had hurt himself so badly that he thought he was Sho and that was affecting the way that he was speaking and acting but it hadn't changed his tastes.

Kuon was acting as how Kuon would believe Sho to act, he wasn't the real Sho. Kyoko took a deep breath in as she started to realize how that could be worse. Well, she loved him. That was the most important thing of all. She loved him.

"Hey," she smiled as she came into the room and saw him blink up at her confused. "I managed to find something great for you to eat," she said with a positive expression trying her hardest to turn this bad luck into something positive. She saw Kuon watching her and she held out the pudding.

He laughed before trying to push himself up, "Pudding?" he asked as he stared at the object and Kyoko nodded.

"I can find you better puddings when you're out of the hospital or I could make some for you myself if you ask nicely and are appreciative of them, but I thought that you might want to eat it," she grinned and Kuon looked from side to side as if he was missing something.

"You want me to eat…pudding?" he asked in a weak manner as he took the plate from her.

"Don't worry," Kyoko told him as she leaned in closer, "I'll keep an eye out so that nobody can see but you shouldn't let your ego stop you from eating it. I'm sure that there are many celebrities who love pudding," she said and Kuon stared at her completely confused.

"Do I have to eat it?" he asked and Kyoko paused with a sigh, she took the plate away from him before she stopped. She had been so involved with the pudding that she hadn't been listening to him. The voice he was using was weak and slow but it didn't really sound like the Sho voice that he was using before.

"You're not Sho, are you?" she asked almost trembling.

Kuon stared at her in shock, his jaw dropping. "I hope you realized that I am not Fuwa before we got…" he started coughing after over exerting himself and Kyoko immediately put the pudding to the side and wrapped her arms around him. He caught his breath and she pressed her cheek to his shoulder. This was Kuon. Kuon was back. Her husband was back.

"Are you okay?" she asked as he settled back into the bed, his eyes shut as he tried to recover. He hadn't seen himself yet, had he? All those cuts and scars that would prevent him from acting for a least a year but most likely more and definitely hurt his modeling career. She sighed and then looked at him as he turned his head to the side.

"Kazuuki?" Kuon asked and Kyoko put a hand to his cheek, her eyes filling with tears. He held onto his fingers but was alerted by her tears. He didn't understand it.

"He survived. He's good, he's not hurt" she whispered to him. "His daddy save him. Sweetheart, they haven't shown you the pictures have they?" she asked and he looked to her. She smiled as she saw his beyond gorgeous emerald eyes. He started at her confused.

"Why did you bring me pudding?" he asked which was not the question that Kyoko was expecting. She looked at him and then back to the tray. She had expected a question focused around his physical wounds and why he was in the hospital but the psychiatric wounds were still as important.

"You thought you were Fuwa," she admitted and Kuon stared at her confused.

"I thought…what?" he asked and Kyoko didn't blame him for his confusion. If she had suddenly been told that she was in an accident and had believed herself to be Kimiko then she would push for understanding as well. She frowned and looked away uncertainly.

"Is something wrong?" Kuon asked and Kyoko sighed.

"You thought you were Fuwa. You woke up and you were convinced that you were him. You started talking like him and acting like him. I'm sorry, I'm so glad that you're Kuon again," she said in relief before looking back at the pudding. This didn't need any further explanation, did it? "As for the pudding, well Sho really did like pudding when we were growing up. It was a secret that he didn't share with other people so I thought that maybe you'd enjoy it."

Kuon sighed, "You've told me about the pudding before," he told her and Kyoko was relieved that she had gone and purchased it for him. If this hadn't turned out this way and Kuon was still Shotaro, he would have probably appreciated the pudding.

As Kyoko turned to look at the food item, she heard Kuon coughing and he held to the sheets before looking up and turning his head in a cocky manner, his jaw clicking. "Did you come back from getting my pudding?" he asked in Sho's voice and Kyoko was stunned it had happened so quickly.

If this was a story, the writer was definitely taking some liberties with the medical information.

End of Chapter Two

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