-Oxford - Wednesday: Part 30-

Kyoko wasn't sure what to think at the moment, she never thought he would actually understand her, no that he had misunderstood her. Yes, that's what she figured, he wouldn't make a joke like that unless he only assumed that's what it meant. She couldn't help but feel her face turning red, she really wanted to go somewhere and hide but of course, with him holding her to him that was not happening at the moment, so she had to face it. She had no one she could hide behind either which made it worse, nor could she buried her face, well she could in her hands but that wouldn't give her the comfort she so needed right now. 'How could he think I meant it that way?' Kyoko was having the hardest time even looking at him, yet she had to be sure he wasn't teasing her, sadly she couldn't tell. Looking down she closed her eyes, "I... I didn't mean... that's not..." she felt a rumble of his chest, her eyes shot towards him. It clicked in her head and she felt anger well up in her, he must of as well because he looked at her slightly surprised.

Kuon couldn't believe how warm she got, not just warm it was like she was burning. It was only the fact he wasn't actually burning that he didn't pull away from her, didn't release her but he did allow her to turn as she jabbed a finger into his chest. 'A little ball of fury' which he couldn't help but smile when he looked at her, 'Somehow I feel like I'm becoming my old man with her' he really hoped that wouldn't become a thing, his father really did overdo everything when it came to his mother and back when he was living as Kuon. The man could find no faults in either of them and all he could see were his faults. Though he had to agree his mother was near perfect, as long as it didn't deal with food.

"You shouldn't tease people like that. People will misunderstand you and it's not very nice either." Each word up to that point had been a jab in his chest, yet he didn't mind. He still could only smile down at her.

"I wouldn't say such things to just anyone," he said with a slight shrug of his shoulders, which resulted in her trying to push him causing him to take a step back. It wouldn't have normally been enough to make him fall, but he had been at the edge of the booth in such a way that it was enough to cause him to fall backward. Well at least it was a believable response, the truth of the matter while he had taken the step back it still wouldn't have been enough. He simply felt like making it seem as such, so as he laid on his back with her now on top of him he could only smirk. "So you like being on top?" her eyes widen and he did let her up, at least until she was on her knees, his legs encased her from either side making it impossible for her to move, at least not without touching him which she seemed to not want to do. It saddens him for some reason but he couldn't help but be amused at how she was trying to force his leg away so she could get up fully. Slowly he rose himself up, so he was leaning against the back against his arms, making it even harder for her to get away, without leaning into him in some way.

Kyoko sighed heavily finally resting her hands in her lap as she chose to stare at him. "So you know how to speak Russian?"

He was slightly surprised by the change of subject but he shrugged his shoulders again causing her to glare at him which only made him smile as he looked at her, "I know plenty of naughty words, in many languages." he tilted his head as he looked her up and down, "I could teach them to you if you like."

"No thank you," she said turning away from him.

"So how do you know Russian?" It was something he had been wondering for some time. He really hoped the answer what he feared it was.

"My friend, he taught me, but I also been taking courses this semester... It makes me feel closer to him," she said the last part so softly he almost missed it and a part of him grew jealous over the fact that Tomi seemed to hold such a special place in her heart.

"So you trust him?" she nodded her head, well he knew that was likely to be a response when he thought about it. Had it not been Tomi who brought him into it and had he chosen him not because he was owed a favor but because Tomi figured he would take her to the only person who he could in Japan, his Godfather and her father? It would be within his plans to do such a thing. The man seemed to always know what people thought or would likely do. He always had a way of making people act and do what he wanted as well, to be honest, he never really seen Tomi ever lay a hand on anyone, or at least not in a way that would harm them. Yet he doubted that he didn't have plenty of blood on his hands. "Do you care about him?" He knew the answer long before she said it, he just didn't believe it could hurt more than it did.

"Yes, I love him," she said looking back towards him, she knew there was a chance of misunderstanding and when she saw the expression on his face she knew he had misunderstood her. "I'm not in love with him, I am no longer able to feel that emotion," she said simply, her eyes spoke nothing but the truth on that matter. For her, she would do whatever it meant to seal and lock that useless feeling of love away. She did not want a love that would only end in heartbreak and even the best love stories seemed to end that way. There is no happily ever after, and it was silly to believe in that. Love just was not worth it, besides if she did ever want a child of her own it wasn't like she had to love the person for a child to be born. She didn't even need to have children herself there were plenty in the world that didn't have loving homes.

Ren couldn't help but stare at her as she spoke, the moment she said she was not in love with Tomi he felt a moment of relaxation and then that she no longer felt that emotion he could only believe that it had to deal with Shoutaro. He didn't know what to do or say on that matter. He knew or at least had an idea what she went through while being called the Blue Rose of Bakkin Hana but he supposed he would never know exactly what she went through but he did and he allowed it to happen. "He could have prevented it all from happening" he was bitter about the fact that this man had not only her trust but her love.

"Yes, he could have but he didn't. He has something that's very important to him that he needs to do," she looked down slightly as she thought about him. "I would not want him to get in my way either," her voice had sounded dark even to her own ears but she jerked her head towards the sound of Shoutaro's voice. "Let me go."

Kyoko had pushed against his chest she wasn't even bothered at the moment of the contact, the fact that her body had pressed into his in the process, the way that her face had gotten close to his. He had dropped his leg at that moment, unsure why he was listening to her but as she stood up on the booth seat, clearly not balanced all that well, he couldn't help but reach up and steady her, his arms wrapped around her legs, he rested his head against her thigh and to his own surprise her hand rested on top of his head but she was not looking at him, there was a warmth to her that made him feel so relaxed even though her attention was not on him, the fact she trusted him at this moment that she wasn't rejected his touch, his hold whenever she did such things he couldn't help but feel her warmth spread throughout him. "They really are removing him by force," His eyes turned towards the sound of the man. It took him a moment to realize what she was referring to, she was talking about Shoutaro, the man was clearly making a show of himself. He shifted his weight as he rose, his arms wrapping just under her butt as he lifted her up. Her height was about the same and his head now rested against her chest. If she minded he wouldn't know by the way one of her hands rested just behind his neck and the other against his shoulder, it was enough more than enough for him.

"What did he exactly do Kyoko?" she couldn't help but shudder, it wasn't that he was directing his anger at her but he was indeed mad again. He was growing cold again, and so she ran her fingers through his hair, to calm him. What she did know was that this part of Ren was the true him and it didn't seem like he noticed the slip from the mask he was wearing and his true self. She would have to talk to her father about it, she was pretty sure that with his acting record if he played this mask he wouldn't slip it so easily. Which seemed to be the case to her, yet at the same time, it seemed that everyone around her couldn't tell his true self from the one he wore so perhaps he wasn't slipping at all, perhaps it was just the fact her children were dancing around her at the moment enjoying the anger that seemed to be sucking up all the warmth around them that was the true sight when it came down to it. Sighing softly she looked towards him.

"Nothing, he did nothing. I told you that already," Kuon didn't believe her but Ren wanted too. He wanted to believe that nothing happened but his true self would not allow it, his eyes turned towards her and he felt her shiver again, he knew he was scaring her and he hated that fact too but she wasn't pulling away from him either. "It's simple, he wants me to go to Kyoto, to be his perfect little bride-to-be" it wasn't exactly a lie, it was pretty much what he seemed set on, "He doesn't like the idea of losing. He is used to a certain standard, always has been and now I just took a small piece of that away from him." she couldn't help the smile that played across her lips, she placed her hands on his shoulders "Put me down, there is something I need to do."

Neither part of him wanted to let her down, he also didn't want to look away, the fact was he knew she was telling the truth. At least he was pretty sure this time, maybe not the whole truth. She had the skills of an actress that even he wouldn't be able to stand against. She should be acting, not playing politics, not putting herself in real risk. He slowly released her, allowing her body to slide against his as he did so. It was not needed by him but as she pulled away from him and reached for his phone he couldn't help but wonder what she was doing. His eyes turned towards the sight he could still see. His eyes catching his father's face as he smirked, his arms crossed in front of his chest. 'Was father there?' his eyes darted towards Kyoko for a moment before turning back towards him, 'The bigger question is why is father here?' he had an idea it was because of Lory. Slowly he torn his eyes from the sight, Shoutaro was no longer in his sight anyways, only his father who clearly had a better view still Kyoko was leaning against the booth, her phone in her hand. She was texting with someone, "Who are you talking too?" Her eyes darted up towards him and her smile was one that caused a shiver to run down his spine. He knew right then and there he better never hurt her, he wouldn't be able to survive should she turn against him.

"Oh, I thought that it's time to help him find a good place for his relaxation, it's not good for an artist to be so distracted," she tilted her head, her words took Kuon by surprised more so the last one, "After all he's helped me move much further in my plans... it's only fair I show him how thankful I am." Something told him that wasn't exactly what she was doing but he also knew she was not lying about her plans moving forward through Shoutaro, "You really should start making me want to give you my affections. Otherwise, I might need to hire him instead." she looked back down at her phone "Todoh I'm sure will agree that as an actor you should be able to stop seeing me as a child."

Again he couldn't believe she was pointing out the issue in his acting. He stood there trying to understand exactly what she wanted from him, where he was failing. He never had this sort of problem before and he was starting to get annoyed at it, "And exactly what are you expecting from me?" his voice was low, he was a co-star killer at least that's what people said. He made people hate him, he made women love him. He did it all without trying, it had always been so easy and simple for him. Yet here he was being told that he wasn't doing the job right.

Kyoko sighed as she put her phone down and looked at him, "I can do whatever you ask of me, perform any act as required, I can do it without feeling a thing. Apparently, I'm very good at it." her voice held no warmth in it as she spoke and he knew that she was talking about her time as the Blue Rose. "Make me crave you, so everyone, even I can't tell the difference," her eyes said it clearly to him, she would not forget herself. No, if he had to say anything it was like he was looking at Tomi, she was bored. She was growing bored of him, and his lack of performance in making her fall in love with him. Yet how could he make someone who already stated she couldn't feel that emotion anymore fall in love? It hit him as he watched her, she wasn't asking for herself to fall in love with him, she was asking him to make her crave his body because that was all she wanted in this role that was created.

Kuon leaned towards her he ran a hand down her neck and he also knew she was right, he couldn't keep seeing her as the little girl who Corn cared about. Right now he was playing the role of a man who didn't love anyone. No more than this girl before him could, he was a man who just wanted to save his career at first but now he was a willing slave to her, a man who craved her touch even if she herself disgusted him like so many of the women in his life. 'She's just like any other woman who wants me just for my body, she disgusts me and yet I crave her because I have needs and she can fulfill them' his lips replaced his fingertips 'But she will deny me, she won't give me that part of herself, I need to take control over her and her body' It was an odd thought, even as he thought those words he feared hurting her, he didn't want to make her cry. Yet didn't she say she could do it without feeling? That he could pretty much do whatever he wanted to her and she would feel nothing and that hurt him. He wrapped his arms around her waist pulling her to him, kissing her neck softly before resting his chin on her shoulder. The question he was having was how he could play such a role without hurting her because even if she said she could do this without feeling. He doubted that she wouldn't truly be hurt. Her heart just wasn't that cold inside it wasn't like his.