Chapter 15
Sixteen Years Later:
"No, Izzy. Dad and Mom didn't want us watching those two." The young blond protested as the small ravenette slipped the Blue-Ray into the player.
She smiled smugly. "I really don't see why not. They have them in their library, so it must be okay to watch them Ricky."
Rick sat next to his sister on the sofa in the media room, placing the popcorn between them and sighed. "Okay, I won't tell if you don't."
"Why would I tell? Do you actually think I want a babysitter at my age?" The 13 year-old commented irritably.
Ricky just shrugged his shoulders. "Who knows with you." He shot back as the opening credits to Rise began playing.
"Is that Mom?" Isabelle Hizuri asked her brother as he checked the packaging of the movie to read who the singer was.
He nodded. "Yep."
Both jaws dropped as they watched the naked silhouette of Kyoko dance across the screen and finally rest next to James Bond, to deliver her little arachnid package that scurried from her to him.
"Okay... That wasn't too bad." He whispered to his sister after the opening.
She nodded. "I don't know why they were so down on us watching this." She said, grabbing a handful of popcorn and shoving it into her mouth.
Twenty minutes in, came Kyoko's beach scene and both Hizuri children were mildly scarred and speechless. Ricky groaned and Izzy whined. "There is no way I can unsee that." Izzy complained.
"You?! What about me? I'm a guy! That's just weird! I feel like I need to wash my eyes out with bleach!" He howled indignantly.
Izzy rolled her eyes. "It wasn't that bad! Mom really looks good in that scene."
Ricky groaned again and covered his face, blushing. "Okay, just let me know when it's over."
She smirked mischievously. "Okay... You can look now..."
He peaked then let out a squawk. "What the hell, Izzy!?"
She laughed. "Not! Oopsie. I guess it wasn't." She teased.
He narrowed his eyes at her and gave her a noogie. "Do that again and I'm turning it off." He growled.
"Fine..." She huffed.
One thing that the Hizuri children, Isabelle and Richard, discovered that night was, that watching their parents do sex scenes for a movie could be just as traumatic as walking in on them accidentally. Well, maybe walking in on them was a bit more traumatic than watching it in a movie. Not that it never happened.
That night, the two biggest fans of the Hizuri couple would find even more inspiration to strive to be the best they could in their fledgling careers, Music and Acting.
Kyoko held her finger to her lips as she quietly pointed to their two children.
Kuon shook his head and pointed to the two movie cases. "They couldn't resist." He whispered quietly.
Kyoko blushed and groaned a little. "I was hoping they would never see us like that."
He chuckled softly. "Better now, while they can still ask questions, then later. Besides, it's nothing to be ashamed of Babe. They did win us a few awards."
She sighed a little heavily and started cleaning up the mess the kids made as Kuon put both movies back in their rightful places. "I suppose you're right. It's not like they haven't seen worse... I suppose." She commented a little nonchalantly remembering the horror flick they'd watched with them last week.
He snorted almost a little too loudly. "Yeah, because watching their mother tear their father's throat out with her teeth is soooo much better."
She gasped a little. "Kuon!" She blurted out and quickly covered her mouth. Damage was done. Even though the sound hadn't been as loud as one would expect, her son was a light sleeper.
"W-What..." Ricky rolled over from his spot on the floor and moaned a little. "Mom? Dad? When did you get home." He asked groggily.
"Just a few minutes ago, Champ. Sorry we woke you up." Kuon told him, not at all surprised that Izzy didn't wake up. The girl slept like the dead. Anything short of a nuclear blast, wouldn't pull her out of a deep sleep. "I see you guys watched our International Debut films." He commented with a raised brow and watched his son pale. He chuckled. "It's okay... So what did you guys think?"
Ricky breathed out in relief, he wasn't going to get yelled at. "Actually? They were awesome Dad! Have you and Mom always been that good?" He gushed.
Kuon chuckled and looked up at his wife that was now in the kitchen and had missed most of the conversation. "No, we both had to work very hard to get to that point. It seems like it came much easier for your mom though. That was the first song she ever recorded."
"Wow. She didn't start in music?" He asked curiously.
Kuon shook his head. "No, but she should have, with a voice like hers. She still picks acting over music though. I think she's happy with her audience of three now." He smiled softly. Kyoko hadn't shared her voice with the public for almost five years now. She had been in an accident on set while doing her own stunts. It was the last shot of the movie, her character was to meet her demise by falling off of a cliff. Unfortunately, the rigging came loose and Kyoko actually fell and almost died. It had taken a full year of intensive physical therapy for her to recover from what the doctors had told them, would be full paralysis.
Sometimes Kuon thought that he and his wife had angels sitting on their shoulders. In the end, the only thing Kyoko truly lost was her public singing voice and was just recently recovering her speaking voice. She was still using sign language to carry on long conversations, to prevent the overuse of her vocal cords and the muscles surrounding them. She would still hum and quietly sing for her family, but no one else. It put her friends and family in a unique position. Every single person that knew her, was inspired to learn how to communicate through sign language and in the entertainment world that was something that was rare and special... Just like her.
~fin~
