I do not own Skip Beat!

Thank you Yoshiki Nakamura for all of your incredible talent.


Chapter 6

About Face!

"So, I have a few things to tie up back in Japan and I'll meet you back stateside for your L.A. concert." as he gazed into her disguised golden eyes. "I want to talk to Mom and Dad."

"Finally." she smiled, "I think they want to talk to you too. It's been way too long."

"I love you, Kyoko." he whispered closely to her ear as he pulled her in for a long hug and a deep kiss.

"I love you too, Kuon." She replied softly as they separated to board their respective flights.

"See ya in four months, Roxy!" He called waving to her as she left.

Four months... Four long months of touring, photo shoots, dramas on the days off and band rehearsals, she and Kuon would speak every night they had the chance via computer. From Orlando to Baton Rouge. From Baton Rouge to Dallas. From Dallas to Albuquerque. From Albuquerque to Los Vegas and finally, from Los Vegas to Los Angeles the tour would skip across the South dragging with it a slew of Roxy fans and making new ones along the way. Her sometimes Goth Rock, sometimes bouncy sexpot style and her music about fighting and struggling for what was yours tugged at the hearts of even those that had no interest. Two songs would go Platinum and One would go Gold. By the time she hit Los Angeles for the concert, millions would worship her and millions more overseas would be exposed. Agencies in Japan were already stumbling over each other to only find that she was already signed by Lory Takarada himself to LME.

"She is one of my very special talents." He bragged to the media.

"Takarada-san! What makes her so special?" a reporter asked.

"Why, my little diamond can do anything." He told them proudly and after a few more questions the small media storm ended and so did the video clip.

"Ugh. Why does he have to do that?" She groaned.

"Because you are special Babe." Kuon agreed as he kissed her cheek and gave her a quick squeeze from behind while she sat surfing the web.

"Now hurry up. I still want to go to the beach with you." He told her tossing her a towel. "Your dad's flying in tonight and Mom and Dad want us for dinner."


"Let him in." She told her temporary manager.

"Are you sure Roxy?" The green-eyed blond asked apprehensively.

"It's nothing we need to worry about. Just follow my lead." She smirked.

He opened the door and in walked an arrogant bottled-blond peacock. "Well, I guess you finally see it my way and want to do an album with me." He crowed.

She uttered something in Russian while examining her nails and her translator put his ear next to her perfectly colored and lined black-red lips. She caressed his neck as she whispered gently in his ear sending shivers down his spine as she occasionally glanced at Sho Fuwa with her cold cobalt blue eyes.

"Miss Roxy states that she is more than happy to allow you to open for her if you can remain civil, but other than that she would like for you to leave her dressing room or, she will have you forcibly removed. Also her answer to your proposition for collaboration is still no and will remain no. Thank you Fuwa-san." The expressionless translator told the fuming Japanese rock star.

"What the Hell! You plain no talent bitch! You're going to regret this!" Sho yelled at her. She laughed.

"That's his answer to everything." she retorted with a giggle using Russian to prevent him from recognizing her.

"Seriously, he doesn't even recognize you?" He asked her with surprise.

"Nope. Not a clue." she smiled.

"How can anyone be that completely dense?"

"Well, not everyone can see through it all like we can."

"Yeah, but even Kanae and Maria see through it." he laughed.

"Shut the fuck up and stop speaking gibberish!" Sho snapped as he reached for her not caring that there was a very large blond standing next to her.

The translator balled his fists and stood between them, Roxy smiled at him and gently placed her hand on his arm and shook her head no, then snapped her fingers loudly. As quickly as the snap had occurred, two very burly security personnel appeared and forcibly dragged Sho Fuwa out of her dressing room and out of the stadium.

After several minutes of kicking and banging on the door that he had just been escorted through, he was greeted by security personnel.

"I'm sorry sir, but if you want back in you will have to buy a ticket like everyone else."

"Bullshit! I'm Sho Fuwa! She needs me to open for her!" He hissed.

"No, it says on my list that there is a band named Dark Moon opening."

"What the hell?! She's already had me replaced?" He exclaimed.

Remembering that he had his phone on him Sho quickly dialed Shoko and told her about his dismissal and replacement.

"Sho, what did you do?" Shoko asked in an accusatory tone.

"What do you mean? Why is it always what I did?" Trying to sound innocent.

"Because, it stated in your contract with her that if you offended her or, threatened her in any way you would be dismissed!" She informed him.

"I didn't do anything to that no talent diva."

"Whatever." Shoko sighed. "Enough said. Where are you?"

"On the steps near exit 34a. Get me back in there."

"No..."

"What?"

"You heard me the first time. First it's with Kyoko-chan and now this Roxy girl. I...am...done!"

"What? Where does Kyoko come into all of this?"

"Sho, women are not lesser beings for you to toy with or, push around. As of this moment I am finished being your manager. I will escort you back to Tokyo, but after that I wash my hands of you." She hung up her cell phone without giving him the chance to respond.


KNOCK.. KNOCK..

"May I help you Shoko-san?" asked the tall blond.

"Yes, I would like to apologize to Roxy for my charge's behavior." She told him sheepishly.

"She can come in Kuon." Kyoko told him in a gentle tone.

"Roxy-san, I would like to apologize for Sho's behavior. He's usually not this way, he's actually a very nice person." Shoko lied knowing that Sho was exactly the opposite, but she still had an image to protect.

Kuon rolled his eyes and repeated the message in Russian.

Kyoko stared at her with a look that said you've got to be kidding, looked at Kuon and said, "Tell her that he will not be opening and I already have a replacement, but I appreciate the sentiment."

Kuon relayed her message to the dismayed Shoko and asked her to leave as he escorted her out of the room and shut the door behind her.

"So, so glad that is over." She sighed.

"You okay?" He asked rubbing her shoulders.

"Yeah, it just irks me that she would lie like that. I mean if I hadn't been Kyoko, I would have actually believed her." She said with disgust.

"You're still Kyoko-chan to me." He chuckled and then kissed her temple gently causing a light blush to dust her ears and cheeks.

That night Sho Fuwa missed his golden ticket to debut in America as an opener for the skyrocketing Roxy and Shoko would have to explain to her boss back in Japan why. That night a happy Kyoko would be escorted back to the Hizuri residence by a very proud and very loving temporary manager by the name of Kuon Hizuri to stay with her two fathers, her fairy mother and loving boyfriend.